The status and power of each sect are easy to distinguish, you will know where you live.
The place where Ziyu Pavilion lives is not very good. It is a relatively remote place on the island. There are so many people, and the place is not big. Many people need two people. Three people are crowded in the same room. The delicate girls are suddenly
He complained, and felt that those people had no idea about gold and jade.
Qiuqiu has nothing to do with it. This is a world where strength is spoken. The girl in Ziyu Pavilion is beautiful, but in terms of strength, she is obviously... not valued by others.
Unlike others who are busy all day long like headless flies, Aunt Yan and Qiuqiu's master and apprentice seem calm among the same schoolmates. Aunt Yan took Qiuqiu to take a walk around the island.
The scenery of the island and the inland is completely different. Not to mention anything else, just the sky and clouds are different. The wind and air are also different. Others such as reefs, corals, shells, fish and shrimps are not on land.
Qiuqiu was like a fish in water, and felt that he was not here to attend a conference, but to travel with his master. There were also ordinary people on the island, and their lives were similar to those on the land, and they were also busy making a living. Qiuqiu was busy.
Qiu and Aunt Yan paid a little money and had a meal at an ordinary person's house. Although there were not many seasonings, the fish was very delicious. They couldn't call the name of the fish, and even the fishermen themselves didn't know it.
Many handicrafts, at most, are shells, pebbles, corals, and some do not even need to be processed, just pick them up from the beach and clean them. Aunt Yan gave her a lot of pocket money, and Qiuqiu bought a lot of things. Aunt Yan just indulged in
Looking at her and smiling.
Although these things are taken back and have no place to put them in, if you encounter something or something, you will first think about whether it is available, then you will be too tired to live.
If your disciple is happy, if you like it, please make her happy.
They went out early and came back late every day. At the beginning, their classmates were concerned about their whereabouts - for fear that they had any major plans. But they soon gave up. The master and apprentice were obviously not doing their jobs, and Aunt Yan was in Ziyu
The pavilion is like an invisible person, and she is almost the same as hers for taking an apprentice. She doesn't care about the seriousness of her cultivation and lives a leisurely and comfortable life.
Of course, they do not seek to make progress. This means they have no competitiveness. Their fellow disciples no longer regard Aunt Yan and Qiuqiu as opponents, so few people pay attention to their whereabouts of their master and disciple.
Qiuqiu also picked up many shells and corals on the beach, washed them and put them on the windowsill to dry. These things had a fishy smell. Even after washing them, Qiuqiu still felt that the smell remained.
On the finger.
"What's the use of making so many shells?"
Qiuqiu was sniffing his fingers suspiciously. When he was thinking about whether to wash again, Su Yun walked out of the house and happened to meet Qiuqiu who was standing in front of the window.
"The wind chime can be hung in front of the window."
Su Yun has an outstanding appearance. Even in Ziyu Pavilion, where there are many beautiful women, she looks very prominent. Her eyebrows are not thin and curved willow eyebrows, they look a little thicker and heavier, and the ends of her eyes are a little narrow and long.
She was slightly up-and-out. In addition, she was always flamboyant and when she stood in front of her, her beauty made people feel a little breathless.
Well, this may be what people often call momentum.
Su Yun has this kind of beautiful and domineering momentum.
Su Yun picked up a shell and looked at it: "Go back and make one for me."
It was not a tone of negotiation, but a tone of order that was taken for granted.
Qiuqiu just smiled, didn't agree, and didn't say he wouldn't ask her for a message.
In the past, Su Yun was not polite to her, Qiuqiu tried to tolerate her as much as possible, but now it is different. Qiuqiu has a master. If she swallowed her anger like that, others would not think that she was taking care of the overall situation, but would think that she was very
He was cowardly, and his master's face was also swept away.
Qiuqiu can not care about how others view him, but he cannot be criticized and treated by others because of his own implicated master.
Su Yun snorted, glanced at Qiuqiu, loosened her hands, and the shell in her hand immediately slid from her hand, fell on the bluestone slab in front of the window, and fell into several pieces with a snap.
Qiuqiu stood up straight and put down the shell in her hand.
She doesn't cause trouble, but she is not afraid of trouble.
Su Qing called her from behind: "Senior sister, senior sister, master calls you."
Su Yun glanced at Qiuqiu, turned around and said, "I understand."
When she left, two little disciples came over next to her. One said, "You are stupid, why are you trying to beat Sister Su Yun? Your master is not here now. If she beats you, you
Now I suffer a loss."
Another said: "Senior Sister Su Yun is so fierce, she obviously doesn't take you and your master seriously."
These two people are more likely to be watching the fun and provoking trouble than to comfort her.
Of course, Qiuqiu would not be flirting with just a few words.
There are many people in the sect who can't stand Su Yun, but few dare to conflict with her face.
There is no follow-up to this incident, which disappoints those who are waiting to watch the fun.
Qiuqiu was on guard against the enemy at first, but after two days, she didn't see Su Yun taking any revenge. Maybe she didn't take the matter that day to heart-
But Qiuqiu was wrong, and Su Yun's revenge came soon.
Aunt Yan also has a serious matter to do and cannot live with her apprentice every day. If her master is not here, Qiuqiu will not walk around herself - she knows what other people from cultivation sects have to treat Zi Yuge.
It was an unconcealed prejudice. Qiuqiu even heard from afar that day that they said they "lived on men", and even said that they were like prostitutes among mortal women who carried out flesh-and-skinned business to please men.
Although cultivators have escaped from the world, many of the default rules in the world are still recognized and used on their path. Many famous and upright figures, while privately interacting with Ziyu Pavilion, are exposed.
Show an attitude of disdaining them, or even unwilling to mention and see them.
In this case, if Qiuqiu went out alone, he would meet what kind of people and things he would meet.
When the attack occurred, Qiuqiu was unaware of it. She was alone in the house. A fellow door knocked on the door and called her name. Qiuqiu went to open the door.
The disciple standing at the door looked wrong, but when Qiuqiu saw her expression clearly, it was too late.
The last thing she remembered was the disciple's panic expression and a pungent smell. She felt the sky turned black in front of her, and she completely lost consciousness.
She was vaguely, as if she heard the sound of waves. She lived on the island these days, and the sea was undulating. When she was sleeping at night, the movement kept vaguely in her ears, which sounded very comfortable and stable.
She felt that her consciousness was like a bottle floating on the sea, floating and deep, between drowsiness and awakeness.
She didn't want to let her consciousness sink anymore, but she didn't have the strength to completely escape from the current predicament.
In this state, what do people think?
She can't remember anything.
Even who she was, where she was, and when she was now, she felt confused.
She seemed to hear someone talking, and her voice was very low.
It seems...it sounds familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.
It is very pleasant, like the sound of a violin, the bow gently strokes the strings, making a wonderful tone that makes people's heart tremble.
She must have heard this sound somewhere, but she couldn't remember it at all.
Then her consciousness began to sink again, and she kept sinking, as if she would never reach the bottom.
When Qiuqiu woke up, it should be midnight.
She had a severe headache and frowned in pain before she even opened her eyes.
Someone said: "She woke up."
Qiuqiu sat up on the bed, and she pressed her forehead hard, without any strength at all.
The cool wind blew in from the window and brushed on my face. Qiuqiu finally slowly remembered what had happened before.
She was plotted against.
The disciple who came to find her had no backing, let alone any ability.
As for who was instructing her behind the scenes, it was simply unsuspecting.
So where is she now?
The wind also has a slightly fishy and salty smell unique to the sea water, which means she is still on the island.
But this place is definitely not the place of Ziyu Pavilion.
What happened to Su Yun? What happened to her?
Qiuqiu held the wall, pushed open the door and walked out.
There is a sea in front of the door.
Under the moon, the quiet sea.
Qiuqiu stood there in a daze.
The sea under the moon looks completely different from the sun.
Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, and a few lights on the distant sea, perhaps the lights of the fishing boat.
Her hand slowly pressed against her chest.
I felt my chest was empty and a little sad.
Qiuqiu clearly felt at this moment that she seemed to have forgotten something.
It's very important...it seems that there is another person.
She felt as if she had forgotten someone.
But she couldn't remember it.
There is nothing blurry about her memory. Even if she doesn’t remember some things clearly in her previous life and her experiences, if it is a very important person and thing, how could she not leave any marks in her memory?
Woolen cloth?
Besides, her life trajectory is so simple. Looking back, every step is clear, and there are no faults or gaps.
The house hung alone on the sea. Qiuqiu walked around the house and was sure that there was no way to leave here and there was no one else.
Only herself.
Was Su Yun brought her here?
Qiuqiu rejected this idea.
No, such a house is definitely not something that an ordinary disciple of Ziyu Pavilion can get.
Besides, Su Yun wants to take revenge on her, how could he get her to such a beautiful place and let her wife stay in a mediocre way?
What happened since she fainted until she woke up now?
Qiuqiu faced the vast sea in front of him, and couldn't figure out the answer. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)