Chapter 90: Women! They always hold grudges
Facing Yao Yue's meaningful gaze, Chu Qinghe coughed and said, "Well, a storybook, just writing something casually."
Hearing this, Yao Yue snorted softly, then turned her attention back to the manuscript.
But even though it was just a light "humph", there was a hint of smile in Yao Yue's eyes. How could there be any dissatisfaction at all?
After taking his eyes off the manuscript, Qu Feiyan read the contents of the manuscript unconsciously.
"The twelfth month, fifteenth day, heavy snow."
"Dark clouds are hanging heavy, and cold winds are blowing. In a simple wooden house on a mountain ten miles east of Liuli City, the lights are out."
"However, at this time when the stars were all gone, a group of black-clad, masked figures quietly climbed up the mountain. Along the way, there was not a single footprint on the snow on the ground, as if they had walked on the snow without leaving any trace."
"Although they were in darkness, these hundreds of people were not affected at all, as if they could see at night."
“But in just a hundred breaths, we have reached the mountainside.”
Hiding behind the hill, looking at the wooden house in the distance with the lights turned off, a bald and masked man in the lead group lowered his voice and said, "It seems that the witch has rested. I didn't expect that the master of Jiuyou Palace would marry an ordinary man in Liuli City."
However, just as this person finished speaking, another person beside him said in a low voice: "Don't be careless. Shen Qingqiu is the Palace Master of Jiuyou Palace. His strength has reached the highest level. We are no match for him. Our target tonight is the mistress of that witch. As long as we catch her, we will have the evidence against her."
"Then, the leading men in black and masks began to quickly issue the next orders."
"But just as the group finished their discussion, a cold and overbearing voice suddenly reached their ears."
"Oh! It's ridiculous that such a famous and upright sect could do such a dirty thing."
"It's just a sound, but when it enters the ear, one can clearly feel a sense of being looked down upon from a high place."
Seeing this, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but mutter: "Why does it feel like Shen Qingqiu is both Sister Dongfang and Sister Yue?"
The Shen Qingqiu that Chu Qinghe was writing about at the moment seemed like a combination of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue.
On this side, when Dongfang Bubai saw the person written by Chu Qinghe, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
In Dongfang Bubai's eyes, based on Chu Qinghe's description of the characters in the book, this Shen Qingqiu was a person who was written based entirely on himself, and had nothing to do with Yao Yue at all.
However, at this moment, Yao Yue couldn't help but glance at Qu Feiyan sideways in response to what Qu Feiyan said. She inexplicably felt that there might be something wrong with Qu Feiyan's eyes.
After all, it is normal for a newlywed to wear a wedding dress, and judging from Shen Qingqiu's behavior, it is clearly a description of Yao Yue herself. Does she have any relationship with that woman Dongfang Bubai?
As for the overbearing feeling of Shen Qingqiu in the book?
After Qu Feiyan was beaten in the afternoon, Yao Yue was sure that Qu Feiyan would be able to feel how domineering she was.
What to do if the child is not smart? Beat him.
If one meal is not enough, make a few more.
At the same time, Qu Feiyan, who was holding the manuscript, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He couldn't help but shiver and had an inexplicable bad premonition.
In this regard, Qu Feiyan subconsciously glanced at Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue. Seeing that the two women's attention was not on her, Qu Feiyan's face showed doubt.
Then he glanced at the open , and gestured to Xiao Zhao.
After Xiao Zhao closed the windows and doors, Qu Feiyan withdrew her gaze and continued to read the following content.
"After hearing the sound, the hundreds of people quickly turned their heads and saw a woman in a long red dress in the snow."
"Looking at the beautiful woman with long flowing hair in the snow, the expressions of the more than one hundred masked men in black changed drastically, and their eyes were quickly filled with fear."
"After several dozen breaths, as the last scream faded away, there was no other living person standing on the snowy ground behind the hill except for Shen Qingqiu, who was dressed in flaming red."
"The originally pure white snow was now melted by the bright red hot blood, leaving behind snow pits."
"Scanning his surroundings lightly, Shen Qingqiu slowly raised his hand. The next moment, voices came out one after another. In just a few breaths, dozens of people half-knelt behind Shen Qingqiu."
"Master."
As these people appeared, Shen Qingqiu said coldly: "Deal with it cleanly. If my husband notices anything unusual, he will die."
"As you command."
“As soon as the voice fell, the dozens of people behind him quickly stepped forward to deal with the bodies in the snow.”
"After that, while those disciples of the Demon Sect were dealing with the corpse, Shen Qingqiu flashed across dozens of feet and returned to the wooden house."
"As he turned back to the wooden house, his sight shifted slightly. When Shen Qingqiu fell on the sleeping man on the bed in the house, the coldness and murderous intent on Shen Qingqiu's face melted away instantly like spring snow."
"I had already pressed the acupuncture points of the sleeping man before I left, but I couldn't help but walk lightly as I walked, fearing that I would disturb the man on the bed."
"After returning to the bed, Shen Qingqiu's green fingers gently touched the man's body, and then he leaned on the man's chest like a little bird, with a sweet and satisfied smile on his face."
…
Watching Shen Qingqiu's behavior at this moment, Yao Yue couldn't help but look at Chu Qinghe who was standing beside her with a somewhat lazy expression.
The image of herself leaning on Chu Qinghe's chest like a little bird unconsciously emerged in her mind.
Don't say it, as the scene appeared in her mind, thinking of the name of Chu Qinghe in this storybook, Yao Yue's face slightly raised.
"Little wife?"
At this time, Dongfang Bubai glanced at Chu Qinghe, then his gaze slightly moved down to Chu Qinghe's chest. I wonder what he was thinking about?
…
Perhaps the content of Chu Qinghe's storybook is indeed novel, and the content is obviously a storybook of the martial arts world.
In addition, the content of Chu Qinghe's story is indeed interesting, with a lot of ups and downs in the plot.
As Qu Feiyan continued to talk, even Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue felt gradually fascinated.
Even later on, Yao Yue took the initiative to stand behind Qu Feiyan, interrupting her muttering and started watching quietly.
Afterwards, as the girls watched, the subsequent content was constantly imprinted in their eyes.
This is roughly what happened between Shen Qingqiu, the leader of the evil cult, and the male protagonist Li Tianhe, an ordinary person.
Although they are husband and wife, Li Tianhe has no idea about the true identity of his beautiful wife.
Shen Qingqiu was also secretly dealing with the affairs of the Demon Cult and some troubles to protect Li Tianhe.
To the outside world, Shen Qingqiu showed his arrogance and decisiveness in killing.
But in front of Li Tianhe, she was like a girl from the south of the Yangtze River, full of gentleness and affection.
Chu Qinghe wrote about Shen Qingqiu's contrast between internal and external attitudes deeply.
Coupled with the image of Shen Qingqiu, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao can easily substitute the appearance of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue without any sense of incongruity.
As the small words fell into their eyes, the women also imagined corresponding pictures in their minds.
Outside the window, heavy snow was falling and the wind was bitingly cold.
The people in the room were all immersed in the script that Chu Qinghe had just written.
Looking at the fascinated looks of the girls, Chu Qinghe, the author, suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction.
I somehow feel like I have some talent in writing novels.
However, when it comes to reading, writing is slow but reading is fast.
Chu Qinghe worked hard for an hour to write, but for the girls, it only took a quarter of an hour to finish reading it all.
This is also thanks to the fact that the girls are not the type who can read quickly.
However, when he saw the blank space behind, Qu Feiyan, who was watching intently, couldn't help but raise his head and asked subconsciously: "What's behind?"
Facing Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe said unhappily: "Nonsense, of course I didn't write it down."
Qu Feiyan said: "Then write it quickly, sir!"
As she spoke, Qu Feiyan picked up the pen on the table and gestured to Chu Qinghe.
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said unhappily: "What are you writing about? It's almost noon, why don't you hurry up and cook?"
Hearing this, Qu Feiyan looked at the sky outside, then pulled Xiao Zhao towards the kitchen with a resentful look on her face.
As they walked, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but mutter, "What the hell! It just stopped when it reached the key point. It was completely cut off. The young master is so mean."
Facing what Qu Feiyan said, even Xiao Zhao couldn't help but nodded this time.
While the two women went to the kitchen, Chu Qinghe walked slowly into the yard.
Sometimes people are inherently complex.
It’s just like when I was studying in my previous life, I was looking forward to a long vacation every day.
But after a long vacation and some free time, I want to go back to school.
The reason is simply that I'm too bored.
So, after being busy for an hour and then relaxing, Chu Qinghe actually felt extremely comfortable.
In this regard, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but shake his head and said: "Sure enough, sometimes you still have to find something to do for yourself!"
While Chu Qinghe was sitting in the yard waiting for the two girls in the kitchen to light a fire and cook, Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue put down the manuscripts in their hands and walked out of the room.
After they sat down, Dongfang Bubai said, "Well written."
Finally, after a pause, Dongfang Bubai said, "That's the name of this storybook. It would be better if Shen Qingqiu changed his name."
As soon as these words were spoken, Yao Yue instantly turned her cold eyes towards Dongfang Bubai, and her voice also rang out.
"I think it's good."
As soon as the words came out, Dongfang Bubai's eyes turned cold: "Want to fight?"
"Afraid of you?"
After a few breaths, Chu Qinghe, who was sitting alone in the yard, also shook his head.
Sometimes it is really hard to understand how strong a woman is.
It's just a role in a storybook, are you fighting for it?
…
After all, there are not many things in this world that can provide entertainment.
Otherwise, the gambling houses or brothels wouldn’t be making so much money every day.
Therefore, vernacular novels have a large audience in various places.
From the aunties on the street to the young ladies waiting to be married, everyone is fond of this thing.
The previous Dongfang Bubai was still Yao Yue, and I have read storybooks before.
But most of them feel boring.
It’s nowhere near as interesting as what Chu Qinghe is writing now.
The most important thing is that both Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue can find a corresponding sense of immersion in this book.
Naturally, now that they had some free time, even Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue were curious about what Chu Qinghe would write next.
Therefore, after the girls finished cleaning up the kitchen, they all sat under the tree, their eyes all looking towards Chu Qinghe.
Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao looked at Chu Qinghe with their big round eyes, which were twinkling and full of anticipation.
Yao Yue and Dongfang Bubai just stood facing Chu Qinghe motionlessly.
After being stared at by the four girls for nearly half a quarter of an hour, Chu Qinghe sighed.
"Got it! I'll continue writing later."
After hearing what Chu Qinghe said, the four of them withdrew their gazes with satisfaction.
Qu Feiyan pulled Xiao Zhao, one moved the stove while the other made tea for Chu Qinghe.
That's so attentive.
Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue also stood up slowly at this moment and walked towards Chu Qinghe's room.
But when they stepped through the door, the two women turned around and looked at Chu Qinghe.
The meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Hurry up!"
Looking at the four girls' behavior at this moment, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but roll his eyes.
The storybook was something Chu Qinghe had suddenly become interested in when he was bored. After spending an hour writing it, Chu Qinghe's interest in it had waned.
But Chu Qinghe's interest faded, but the girls beside him were interested.
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Chu Qinghe had no choice but to write it.
In this regard, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt like he had dug a hole and jumped into it.
After patting his right hand with his left hand, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but mutter, "Why can't I control this hand? I have to toss it around."
Afterwards, under the gazes of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue, Chu Qinghe had no choice but to stand up and walk into the room.
When Chu Qinghe started writing, the four girls stood behind him one after another.
However, half a minute later, the four of them were driven out of the room one after another by Chu Qinghe.
The reason is that creation requires a private space.
Looking at the closed door in front of her, Qu Feiyan curled her lips and said, "Isn't it enough to just keep quiet? Is it necessary to kick them out?"
Without the script to read, Xiao Zhao's face now showed a hint of melancholy.
After a moment, Yao Yue suddenly thought of what Qu Feiyan said when she was reading the storybook in the morning.
After narrowing her eyes slightly, Yao Yue looked at Dongfang Bubai and asked, "How do we play today?"
Women! They always hold grudges.
Even if you forget it for a moment, you never know when you will remember it.
After glancing at the two girls, Dongfang Bubai thought for a moment and said in a cold voice, "It's the same as before. Each of us will instruct them for a while, and then they will play, two out of three."
Hearing this, Yao Yue nodded.
However, after turning his head to look at the door behind him, Dongfang Bubai changed the subject and said, "Let's go outside the city!"
Knowing that Dongfang Bubai was worried that the noise would disturb Chu Qinghe inside, Yao Yue did not refuse.
Hearing what Yao Yue and Dongfang Bubai meant by beating the child on a rainy day because they had nothing else to do, Qu Feiyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Then he said weakly, "Actually, I can also try to learn how to write a storybook, would you like to take a look?"
However, Qu Feiyan's words had no appeal to either Dongfang Bubai or Yao Yue.
After sneering one after another, the two women each grabbed a person and used their lightness skills to rush outside.
On the other hand, Xiao Zhao was forced to experience this speed and passion, and looked at Qu Feiyan with resentment in his eyes.
With the departure of the four girls, the courtyard became quiet again in the afternoon.
It was not until three quarters past the hour of You that the four girls who had left earlier returned to the courtyard.
However, compared to before, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were both grinning at this moment.
For a moment, the two women seemed to have returned to the time when they were training their bodies to strengthen their physiques before gathering their inner strength.
When Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue returned to the courtyard, the first thing they looked at was the room where Chu Qinghe was.
Looking at the still closed door, the two women nodded in satisfaction.
However, at this moment, a faint voice suddenly came into Dongfang Bubai's ears.
Seeing this, the inner energy fluctuations of Dongfang Bubai that had just subsided spread out again, and his body flashed out of the courtyard.
Looking at Dongfang Bubai who was leaving quickly, Yao Yue's lips curled up with a hint of disdain.
"As a first-rate force, there are many things to do all day long."
…
It was still in the alley not far from Chu Qinghe's courtyard.
As Dongfang Bubai appeared, Sang Sanniang and other disciples of the Sun and Moon Sect were the first to pay their respects.
However, Dongfang Bubai was in a bad mood because he had suffered a loss in the duel with Yao Yue in the afternoon.
When facing these disciples of Sang Sanniang, Dongfang Bubai's face was as gloomy as water.
"explain!"
Hearing the words uttered by Dongfang Bubai at this moment, Sang Sanniang and other disciples of the Sun Moon Sect all shuddered, realizing that Dongfang Bubai was in a bad mood at this moment.
Immediately, Sang Sanniang did not dare to delay for a moment and said, "Master, according to the report from the disciples, Ren Woxing has already led the Saint Lady to the direction of Black Wood Cliff. Elder Tong Baixiong also discovered that the three elders of the sect, Wang Tianlong, Yang Zhixin, and Qian Zaisun, have been secretly communicating with others during this period. After intercepting the communication, it was found that they were communicating with Xiang Wentian, and the matter they were discussing was to sneak into Black Wood Cliff to harm the Master."
Hearing what Sang Sanniang said, Dongfang Bubai sneered.
"Heh! It seems that after being imprisoned for a year, Ren Woxing is still so stupid that he can't wait to take back the position of leader as soon as he was released."
Then, Dongfang Bubai said, "Ren Woxing promoted a lot of people in the past. I'm afraid that these three elders in the sect are not the only ones who are Ren Woxing's men. Send a message to Tong Baixiong and ask him to continue investigating in the next few days. The net has been spread for two years, and it's time to close it."
