Volume 2 Cold Dew Chapter 73 Tuition
Zhang Lin rents an apartment building near Baiyang Metro Station in Yushui District.
Wu Ya followed Zhang Lin into the apartment building and took the elevator to the eleventh floor.
Zhang Lin opened the door, took out a pair of new slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them at Wu Ya's feet. While Wu Ya was changing her shoes, she observed the decoration and layout of the house.
The decoration style is a bit old, the wallpaper is a bit yellowed, one of the lamps in the living room ceiling light is broken, and the other lamp flickers unsteadily from time to time.
Zhang Lin took out two bottles of mineral water and placed them on the coffee table. He said, "Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest first?"
Wu Ya walked to the sofa and sat down, "How can I rest peacefully now?"
She reached out and picked up a bottle of mineral water, twisted the lid and took a sip. She asked, "Xu Jiaqi, what's going on with Jinguang Temple?"
Zhang Lin's expression changed. "Are you blaming me?"
Wu Ya looked up and met Zhang Lin's eyes. "Yes. We in China have always been very cautious and careful in our actions."
"Cautious? Careful?" Zhang Lin sneered, "I think you are just afraid of death. Only when the goddess truly descends will our actions be meaningful. Otherwise..."
"Descend?" Wu Ya raised her voice. "Now the mother body you selected is not only out of our control, but also aroused her vigilance and attracted the attention of Jinguang Temple! You have put the entire organization in danger!"
"Danger? Where does the danger come from?" Zhang Lin's eyes flashed with disdain, "The monks from Jinguang Temple?"
The lights flickered.
Wu Ya's eyes were filled with gloom.
"Don't forget that David Brown was arrested by the Chinese police. If Xu Jiaqi called the police and attracted their attention..."
"If you had used more powerful means to control Xu Jiaqi that day, we wouldn't be so passive now. A few monks chanting sutras would have made her regain consciousness. Wu Ya, the comfort of the past few years has made you conservative and you have lost your edge."
"I'm conservative?" Wu Ya laughed in anger. "You can't even coax a 38-year-old virgin. You want to put the blame on me? I tell you, no way!"
Wu Ya stood up and said, "I'll go to the hotel. I'll notify others to stop preparing for the ceremony and report to the headquarters."
"Xiao Ya..." Zhang Lin's voice softened, "I don't mean to shirk responsibility, it's just that this is the first thing I do when I return to China, and I'm just a little anxious."
Wu Ya's face was tense.
Zhang Lin walked up to her and put his arm around her shoulders. "Sit down, sit down. My tone was not good. Don't be angry. I was just anxious. I really didn't expect that the problem would be her address..." He looked at Wu Ya's expression and said, "I was too anxious and wanted to make a difference. Do you think we should cancel the ceremony first?"
Zhang Lin coaxed Wu Ya softly for a long time, and Wu Ya gradually softened.
She thought for a moment and said, "It can't be cancelled. If the goddess can successfully descend , then you and I can become the de facto leaders of Huaxia. If it's cancelled, others will definitely seize on this point..." She shook her head, "There are still eleven days before the ceremony officially begins. We have to hurry up and select new people."
"From your book club?"
Wu Ya nodded, "That's what I think. Although it may have some impact on the reading club, if we can help the goddess come, then it will all be worth it."
"Do you have the right person?"
"The administrator of a junior group recommended two members to me. One of them is a woman who is a nurse. I plan to meet her tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"Is she suitable?"
"I don't know, let's wait and see," Wu Ya sighed, "Even if it can't come completely, it's better than canceling it."
"I'll try to ask Xu Jiaqi out, and then..."
"Don't provoke her anymore," Wu Ya rejected Zhang Lin's proposal, "When the time is right, we will find a way to get rid of her."
"It's the only way."
Wu Ya and Zhang Lin reached an agreement.
After hanging up the small blackboard, Jiang You walked back to the yard. He saw Jiang Mo stood up and Tang Butian walked out of the store.
She took off her coat.
She was wearing a dark blue cashmere skirt underneath.
His fingers clenched around the wooden sword.
Pale joints.
"I spent a lot of money on this yard renovation. I just put up the promotion information. You wrote it."
"If it breaks, I'll pay for it. I want to try."
The yard door closed automatically.
Tang Butian saw that the ground, the walls, and everything in the yard were covered with a layer of fine gray-black spider silk.
"We agreed that I won't pay for the medical expenses."
He saw the fighting spirit in Tang Butian's eyes.
He took a step back and leaned against the gate.
Thick clouds blocked the sun, with only a few strands of golden light faintly visible through the cracks.
Tang Butian looked into Jiang Mo's eyes, and saw the dark red spot deep in his pupils.
Her body was shaking.
Because of fear and excitement.
She took the first step forward, and she heard Jiang You's voice admonishing Jiang Mo, "Don't eat it, don't kill it."
A dark light flashed across the blade.
He opened his hand and the knife flew forward. At the same time, Tang Butian's body quickly approached Jiang Mo. Jiang Mo looked back at Jiang You, and then his body instantly disappeared from Tang Butian's sight.
Tang Butian jumped away.
Her sight caught a glimpse of a black spot, and the wooden swords began to make clear sounds, splitting into dozens of swords and surrounding the black spot.
Suddenly, she felt danger coming from behind.
The connection with Mu Dao was broken.
She dodged to the side, and then she saw a wooden sword flying towards her.
To avoid.
There's no way around it.
pain.
Her knife pierced her abdomen.
A transparent spider silk hangs on the blade.
She gripped the hilt with both hands, stepped back, and fell to the ground, blood flowing from her abdomen.
The winner was decided in less than thirty seconds.
She raised her head and saw Jiang Mo staggering towards Jiang You, stretching out his hands, and Jiang You picked him up.
The father and son walked up to her.
"Satisfied?"
Jiang You squatted down.
Jiang Mo stepped on the ground with both feet again. He raised his right leg, swung it, jumped, and then rode on Jiang You's shoulders.
Jiang You saw the smile on Tang Butian’s lips.
"Being beaten silly?"
"I lost." Tang Butian said.
"Then what."
"I will temporarily hand over my work to you."
"Is it necessary?"
"have."
"Your name is Tang Butian, not Sha Baitian, right?"
"I thought about it for three nights without sleeping." Tang Butian said seriously.
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang You looked at her face and didn't find any dark circles under her eyes.
"Think about the statue."
"The topic jumps a bit quickly."
"Think about what you would do if it were you."
"The tuition is a bit high," Jiang You looked at the ground stained with Tang Butian's blood, "You can ask directly."
"You're going to make it up."
"Not necessarily."
"I'm not at a disadvantage." Tang Butian looked up at Jiang You, "I want to understand two things. The first thing is that it may have been an accident at first, but after you met me, you decided to get into the system through me, so you won't leave."
"And the second one?"
"You care a lot about the reading club."
“It’s not bad actually.”
"If I win, you and him will be my subordinates, real subordinates. If I lose, I will have to recover from my injuries. Sun Yu and Zhong Xiu are ordinary people. I can only hand over the work to you. Then I can see how you do it."
"What if he dies?"
"My death will do you no good, only harm."
"What if you're not injured?"
"Knowing the gap between me and him, I am not at a disadvantage."
"The child will become scheming when he grows up," Jiang You stood up and Jiang Mo put his arms around his neck.
Jiang You asked: "What are you going to do now? Can I call an ambulance for you?"
Tang Butian stretched out her hand and pulled the wooden sword out of her body with a fierce force. Blood flowed down the sword and across her hand.
"I'll go back by myself," she struggled to stand up, "please help me get my coat."
"Stop the bleeding, go upstairs and clean yourself up, then I'll go next door and borrow a van to take you back."
Tang Butian thought about it for a moment, then she said, "Okay."
