Chapter 442

Well nine didn't look up and continued to grind the demon bone with a focused look.

In the high-speed friction, the demon bone kept throwing out bone powder and landed on the table. It seemed to be mixed with many grains and glittering.

Seeing that he was not grinding skin, the girl was so curious that she even forgot her sadness and asked, "what are you doing?"

Jing Jiu thought he shouldn't be afraid of hurting the little girl and took the initiative to withdraw the array.

No matter what your relationship with Jingli is, it's not good to be so noisy.

The girl lay on the windowsill, looked at him and continued to ask, "is this the powder ground out of jade mud? It's beautiful. "

Well nine looked up at her and thought whether to faint her.

The girl was stunned when she saw his face. She covered her mouth subconsciously, so she didn't scream. She lost her mind and said, "you're so beautiful."

It's really nothing new. Jing Jiu ignored her and bowed his head to continue sharpening his sword.

The girl's eyes went back and forth between his face and the pile of glittering "fat powder", muttering, "no wonder my sister-in-law said that women's faces were piled up with money."

It's too extravagant for someone to use nephrite as powder. Even if her family is the top family in Chaoge City, she doesn't dare to think so. Then she thought, is it because she didn't spend enough money and didn't use such extreme powder, which is not good-looking enough, that brother Li refused to agree to elope with her?

"You... Can you give me some of this powder?"

The girl looked at well nine and begged, "I don't want to be as good-looking as you. It's better to have one tenth."

Well nine naturally ignored her and continued to concentrate on sharpening the sword to ensure that the angle and strength of each shot are extremely perfect.

No matter how rare the picture is, it will become boring after watching it for a long time. Half an hour later, the girl finally disappeared by the window.

Of course, it may also be because the well house door was pushed open from the outside.

Jingshang took his father and wife to Zhaoyuan outside Chaoge city for summer vacation. Although the two families were very close, there could be no problem. After all, it was another family's manor. Moreover, the Zhao family had a deep heritage in Chaoge City, far beyond the reach of his Taichang Temple official, so he came back after living for more than ten days.

Mrs. Jing took her servants to cook and prepare dishes. Mr. Jing went to the East Wing room to care about whether his bird was thin for fear that his grandson would forget to feed. Jing Shang came to the study at the first time with a bucket and cleaning tools, ready to scrub the tables and chairs inside as usual, so as to be spotless.

As long as others are in Chaoge City, they will do it every day.

So no matter which time Jingjiu came, he saw the same study that was spotless and unchanged.

Jingshang opened the door of his study and confirmed that there was no change in the furnishings today, but there was one more person. He was surprised and said, "ah! You... You're back? "

Jingjiu is concentrating on sharpening his sword and doesn't want to be disturbed, but looking at the bucket in Jingshang's hand and the rag hanging in his arm, he feels as if he should say something.

At first, he was going to say that he had worked hard over the years. He felt as if he had said it before, so he asked, "have you eaten?"

The Jing family just came back from Zhaoyuan outside the city. Naturally, they didn't eat. The smell of rice and vegetable leaves in the back kitchen is also proof.

Jingshang misunderstood what he meant and invited him to the flower hall for dinner.

Well nine naturally won't spend his time on such boring things as eating, but he went to the flower hall with him and was ready to spend his precious time chatting with the family.

Gossiping is the worst thing he is good at. Looking at the silver haired and embarrassed Jing Fu, he nodded slightly and thought that the pill sent by Gu Qing looked good.

Jingli saluted him respectfully, her eyes full of admiration.

Jing Jiu didn't ask him about his study and practice with Prince Jingyao. He looked at him and said, "the progress is slow. It's really not good. I'd better go to the green mountain."

Hearing this, Jingshang was surprised and thought that there would be such a fate?

Jing Li is a little depressed. He is already in the realm of acceptance. Jing Yao of imperial blood is far inferior to him. The gold worshippers in the palace say that he has extraordinary talent. As a result, it is still slow? Then there is the possibility of going to Castle Peak. Of course, he knows that it is an extremely rare fairy fate, but in that case, doesn't he really want to be separated from poetry?

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Jingjiu doesn't know what Jingli is thinking. Even if he knows, he won't care.

Being enlightened by the Castle Peak guard himself, you can learn sword with him if you like. It is the best beginning for any practitioner.

However, no matter who leads the way to practice, it depends on everyone.

Everyone has his own ideas. It's a pity.

Jing Jiu returned to his study and continued to concentrate on sharpening his sword. His hand was faster and faster. He soon found the time wasted in the flower hall.

There was an extremely slight friction sound between his arm and the demon bone, and there was a warm feeling, which sounded very pleasant.

At least it sounds beautiful to him, even wonderful.

For the next three days and nights, he didn't rest for a moment, and even his posture didn't change a bit.

Until footsteps came from outside the window.

Well nine stopped and felt some pain in his arm.

It's a rare thing for him.

That demon bone is really too hard, mainly because he moves too fast.

If one friction is counted as one sword, he has produced at least 100000 swords in these three days and nights.

Even an idiot sword repairman who has produced so many swords in such a short time can understand the true meaning of the sword, not to mention him.

Through three days and nights of sword sharpening, he had a new understanding of Kendo and consumed a lot of spirit.

"Pour me a cup of tea." Well nine said.

Naturally, the well family would not bother him. It was the girl who came out of the window.

She is the youngest granddaughter in the house and has always been very favored by her grandfather. Don't mention Yangchun water. You won't touch water in any season, including tea.

According to the truth, listening to Jing Jiu's words, she should lose her temper and at least show a bit of delicacy, but I don't know whether it was because she wanted to get those "fat powder" or something else. She pushed open the door of the study, really poured Jing Jiu a cup of tea, and then stood next to her.

Well nine took the cup of tea, drank it, looked down slightly and said, "do you know me?"

The girl's face showed an uneasy look, her voice trembled and said, "I know you are the master of nine immortals in the well."

Jing Jiu thought of Liu Ci's and Zhuo rusui's habit and found it easy, so he gave a sound.

Well, this word is very interesting. With the fluctuation of tone, it can show countless meanings.

Sometimes they agree, sometimes they doubt, and sometimes they are angry. It is also a slight pick at the end, but it also has two functions: asking questions and provocation.

For the lazy people of Qingshan sect, it is really a skill that should be mastered.

Well nine is naturally asking questions.

The girl said timidly, "I heard brother Li say that you are his uncle. He said you look like a real immortal. I didn't remember until I returned to the house that day. It should be you."

Well nine said, "hmm?"

The girl quickly said, "brother Li didn't tell me anything else, and I didn't tell anyone you were in Chaoge city."

Well nine said, "well."

The girl put down her heart and looked at the pile of glittering powder on the table. After all, she couldn't help being curious and asked softly, "what are you doing?"

Well nine said, "sharpen your sword."

The girl was stunned and wondered where the sword was?

Well nine said, "don't come in the future."

Knowing that this was the last chance, the girl summoned up her courage and prepared to say what she had thought for three days in the house.

"Don't say."

Well nine said: "I don't want to hear any story. Tell well pear that I drank you a cup of tea, that's all."

The girl was stunned again, suddenly understood what he meant, thanked him repeatedly, and ran out of the study to find Jing Li.

Jing Jiu put down his tea cup and continued to sharpen his sword.

This cup of tea is cold and has been kept for three days and nights.

If the girl noticed this, maybe he would do more, such as asking the palace to direct marriage.

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In early autumn, the demon bone was finally ground by him and turned into a pile of bone powder on the table.

Well nine went to the window, raised his hands, carefully observed and compared for a long time with the high sky as the background.

His right arm has been repaired a lot, and no obvious deformation can be seen, but it is still different from his left hand.

For example, the finger joints are somewhat prominent, like sugar gourd strung on a wooden stick, and there are still some distortions at the wrist.

The distortion of the wrist is actually very small. If you don't observe it carefully, you can't see it at all, but it still makes him feel dazzling.

There is no room for nails or any imperfections in his eyes.

He needs to continue sharpening his sword, but the demon bone has been worn away. Where should he go to find a new sharpener?

Yuzhoufeng came out of the broken window on the bookshelf, walked around the well house at an extremely fast speed, and gently touched a green brick.

The green brick sank and the stone ball rolled. Another precious artifact was lost in the government house.

A moment later, Duke Lu came to the study panting and thought what would happen again?

"Take it back and drink it. It's good for your health."

Well nine pointed to the pile of bone meal on the table and said, "it may taste strange. Send it with strong tea."

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