The roof was silent again.

The red figure fell silent and looked at her suspiciously.

When others heard this, they might think she was joking, but she knew clearly that it was definitely not a joke.

This cold senior sister never makes jokes.

Worship him as your teacher.

Or, call him brother.

Why would she make such a request?

With her character, it is definitely not aimless, there is definitely some purpose that she has not thought of yet.

"Is there a third option?"

She was silent for a long time, feeling that both options were unacceptable for her status.

The Yuebai figure said directly: "No."

The red figure stared at her for a while, then turned around and looked at the figure wrapped in fluorescent light behind her.

She also couldn't see his appearance or body.

You can't tell his age from his voice.

"Senior sister, do you know each other? I'm not talking about the soul."

she asked suddenly.

The Yuebai figure was silent for a moment and said: "I don't know him."

The red figure's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.

Since she doesn't know her, then the other party definitely won't know her either.

In this case, it is impossible for the two to have any intersection in reality, and they will never even meet.

In that case, shame and embarrassment should not happen in reality.

Thinking about it carefully, in order for the soul to break through the bottleneck and to continue to advance in the future, in fact... it's not a big deal to call him master or brother, and it is definitely worth it.

Many people even risk their lives or even sell their bodies and souls in order to gain resources for cultivation.

All she had to do was call her "Master" or "Brother", which was actually a very good deal and a great advantage.

Just move your mouth.

She looked at the figure in front of her, but she was constantly convincing herself.

But after hesitating for a while, every time she was ready to compromise and shout out, she felt her face get hot and her heart felt ashamed.

The nobility and dignity of her status were like a shackle, locked in her throat and thoughts, making it impossible for her to hold back those two shameful words.

"Can I use the exercises in exchange? Or, I will give him whatever he wants. In reality, I can give him more."

She finally choked out these words.

The Yuebai figure still said calmly: "No."

She was a little annoyed: "Why on earth? Why do you have to let me call him master or... or brother? Are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?"

The moon-white figure was silent for a moment and said: "No."

"What is that? Why exactly?"

Her heart was filled with uncontrollable resentment and anger, and she seemed to have lost her mind.

The moon-white figure looked at the darkness in the distance and still didn't answer.

"I would rather not practice!"

She gritted her teeth and dropped these words, then the red shadow flashed and disappeared.

The moon-white figure still stood there quietly, motionless, as if nothing had happened.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but ask: "Senior Yue, why do you have to let her call me that?"

The moon-white figure was silent for a long time, then Fang said three words lightly: "For your own good."

"For my own good?"

Luo Qingzhou was puzzled and his face was full of doubts.

But seeing that she obviously wasn't going to say any more, he didn't ask any more questions and said respectfully: "Senior, do you want to tell a story?"

The moon-white figure turned around, looked at him and said, "Isn't it a bit shameful to call me sister?"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"To be honest, it's a bit..."

His cheeks were a little hot, and he lowered his head and said, "But if senior likes it, then no matter who is present, I will call senior sister from now on."

The moon-white figure said no more.

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Um...can I ask, Sister Yue, how old are you this year?"

The moon-white figure was silent for a moment and said, "Let's tell a story."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and didn't dare to say anything more. He said "Oh" and continued talking about the episode last night.

"...At the end of the year, the world will be at peace, tribute will be paid from all directions, and you will be called your vassal from all over the world..."

"But it was said that the corpses of the children killed by Liu Hong flowed down the river, but Chen Guangrui's body sank to the bottom of the water without moving. Yaksha, the patrolman at the mouth of the Hongjiang River, saw him. "Unknown people beat a scholar to death at the mouth of the Hongjiang River today and left his body at the bottom of the water..."

Speaking of this, the Yuebai figure's eyes suddenly moved, looking at the river in the distance, and murmured: "Dragon Palace..."

"At this time, the king of Tang Dynasty was dreaming of going out of the palace gate, walking under the moon and flowers. Suddenly, the Dragon King changed into a human form, came forward and knelt down and shouted, "Your Majesty, save me! Save me!"

"But it is said that Prime Minister Wei Zheng was in the house, watching the Qianxiang at night, burning precious incense, and only heard the chirping of cranes in the sky, but it was an angel sent by heaven, holding the Jade Emperor's golden edict, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, he dreamed of beheading the old dragon of Jinghe River. .The prime minister thanked Heaven for his kindness, fasted and bathed, tried his sword of wisdom in his mansion, and used his soul..."

Speaking of this, the Yuebai figure's expression condensed: "The soul entered a dream...slaying a dragon in the dream...the soul left the body..."

Luo Qingzhou finished speaking twice in one breath and heard her murmuring in a low voice. He did not dare to disturb her and stood quietly.

After a while.

The Yuebai figure said in an ethereal voice: "Your story..."

Luo Qingzhou's heart tightened, thinking that she was going to ask about the origin of the story. When he was thinking about how to tell it, she paused and said only two words: "Very good."

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "As long as Sister Yue likes to listen. As long as I have time in the future, I will come and talk to Sister Yue every night."

The Yuebai figure was silent for a while and asked: "How is the condition of the confidante you talked about last time?"

Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled and replied: "My health has been better recently."

The moon-white figure looked into the distance and said no more.

Luo Qingzhou waited for a while and saw that the time was almost up. He would go out to the city to hunt and practice tomorrow, so he said goodbye: "Sister Yue, I'll go back first."

Then he said: "By the way, Sister Yue, I may not be able to come tomorrow night. I want to stay at home with my wife."

The moon-white figure nodded slightly.

Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left, quickly disappearing into the night.

The moon-white figure stood alone on the cornice for a while, then the square figure flashed and disappeared.

Qin Mansion.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, his soul returning to his body.

Then he opened the door and went out, entered Xiaodie's room, got on the bed, got under the quilt, held the little girl in his arms, and closed his eyes.

Soon he fell asleep.

Plum Garden.

There was still a thick red candle burning on the candlestick in the study room.

On the table, incense balls were roasting in the incense burner, and cigarette smoke was curling up.

The room was filled with heat.

On the bed in the back room, Miss Qin Er was already asleep.

On the beauty couch outside, Qin Jianjia was dressed in a snow-white dress, sitting there quietly, her flawless face looking cold and indifferent, just like the cold moon outside the window.

I do not know how long it has been.

She moved her body, moved her feet and straight legs wearing snow-white stockings, slowly got off the bed, and walked to the back room.

Her long black satin hair hung down on her slender waist, rippling gently like water waves with her silent footsteps.

Even in a dim room filled with the smell of fireworks, she is still noble and elegant, with a fairy spirit and does not disturb the dust.

She came to the bed and stood quietly.

It seems like I am never tired.

Until the night recedes outside the window and the morning sun rises.
To be continued...