The road was muddy.

The smell of earth floats in the air.

Arrive at Lingchan Moon Palace.

Luo Qingzhou stepped forward and knocked on the door. He waited for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

Just when I was thinking about whether to jump over the wall and get in, the clear voice of a lark suddenly came from the courtyard: "It's raining so heavily, who is knocking on the door? Don't disturb our sleep!"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Bailing, open the door."

Bai Ling stood under the eaves and said in surprise: "Uncle, are you okay? He is still sleeping and has no clothes on."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Then let Chanchan open the door."

Bai Ling said: "Chanchan isn't wearing any clothes either."

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "Where is the eldest lady?"

"The eldest lady also... Humph! The smelly uncle actually wants the eldest lady to open the door for you. What a dream!"

Bai Ling snorted coldly and said, "Uncle, if you have anything to do, just tell me. If nothing happens, I'll go back to sleep. I'm so sleepy."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Open the door, I have something to say to you."

Bai Ling immediately said vigilantly: "No, my uncle is going to sneak attack on others again, and then take the opportunity to sneer at them, right? Huh, if you learn a lesson, you will learn a lesson, and I will never be fooled again!"

"Brother, my uncle just went out and bought you candied haws. By the way, he also bought you two little rabbits. Look."

"Click! Crack!"

Immediately the sound of running footsteps and the excited voice of lark came from the small courtyard: "Uncle, is it true? Are there really two little rabbits? Where are they?"

Then there was a "squeak" sound and the courtyard door opened.

The moment the courtyard door opened, Luo Qingzhou's arm suddenly stretched out, grabbed her, and pulled her into his arms. He then hugged her slender waist and sneered: "Of course the little rabbit is hidden in your clothes.

you……"

Um?

There seems to be something wrong with the feel of the hand, something seems wrong with the breath, and the height seems to be getting taller...

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, took a closer look, and immediately trembled in fright.

Dressed in a snow-white dress, with black hair like a waterfall, tall and graceful, and with a flawless face, Miss Qin was currently being held in his arms by his slender waist, staring at him with cold eyes...

Bailing was wearing a thin pink nightgown and holding a pink embroidered oil-paper umbrella. She ran over excitedly and said: "Where is it? Where is the little rabbit? Gu...gu...gu..."

When she saw the scene in front of her, her eyes widened and her mouth opened wide.

Luo Qingzhou let go of Miss Qin tremblingly, staggered back two steps, and opened his mouth. For a moment, no sound came out of his mouth.

Qin Jianjia glanced at him coldly again, then turned around and entered the room without saying a word. Her tall and graceful figure was still as cold as snow and as beautiful as a fairy in the hazy rain curtain.

Bai Ling stayed where he was, with a frightened expression on his face.

After a while, she said in a trembling voice: "Gu... uncle, the lady came to open the door for you, you... you actually took advantage of her... I'm going to complain to Chanchan!"

After saying that, he ran into the house again and shouted loudly: "Chanchan! Chanchan! My uncle is so bold that he molested the lady..."

Luo Qingzhou stood still at the door for a few more seconds before turning around and running away.

When they returned to the Banished Immortal Residence, Xiaodie was embroidering flowers in the corridor. When she saw him coming back, she quickly stood up and said, "Master, why are you so fast?"

Luo Qingzhou's heart was still beating fast. He glanced at her and said, "Ask in other words."

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment and had to say again: "Master, why did you come back so quickly? Sister Qiu'er came just now and said that the second lady wanted you to come over and read with her."

Luo Qingzhou walked under the eaves, put away the oil-paper umbrella, calmed down his emotions, and said, "What did you say?"

Xiaodie said: "I said Master is very busy and has no time."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What did Qiu'er say?"

Xiaodie said: "Sister Qiu'er took one look inside the room and left without saying anything."

Luo Qingzhou put the oil-paper umbrella up in the corner, turned around, looked at the drizzle outside the eaves, was silent for a while, sighed, and murmured: "I was already sure, but now I'm confused again...

…”

Xiaodie looked confused: "Sir, what are you talking about?"

Luo Qingzhou didn't answer, and stood blankly for a while, then picked up the oil-paper umbrella under the corner and said, "I'm out. If anyone comes to see me again, just say I went to visit a friend."

Xiaodie said in surprise: "Sir, do you have any friends in Kyoto?"

Luo Qingzhou opened his umbrella and walked off the eaves, saying: "Of course."

Then leave quickly, walking is the best option.

Lingchan Moon Palace.

In the room, Xia Chan was sitting at the table, counting the money she had saved seriously.

Bai Ling added jealously to the side and said: "Chanchan, I really didn't lie to you. My uncle really hugged the young lady just now, and he was planning to find a bunny on the young lady. It's so abominable. Go and punish him."

Xia Chan ignored her. After counting the coins, she raised her head and said, "Wasn't it already a punishment last night?"

Bai Ling said: "Last night was not a punishment, last night was to help you treat your illness. Is the effect very good? My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

Xia Chan didn't say anything and kept loading the silver piece by piece.

Bai Ling stared at her for a while, then suddenly sighed and said, "I said before that the coldness in your body cannot be driven away, it can only be neutralized. It turns out that you get sick several times every month. Since then,

… Once a month, you never get sick again. But now you have it again, don’t you understand?”

Xia Chan lowered her head and continued to collect money without saying a word.

Bai Ling walked over, got in front of her and said: "Chanchan, I know, you think that my uncle has reconciled with the lady, so there is no reason to go back, right? But didn't I tell you? The lady's letter

…”

She suddenly stopped talking, looked at the door, and then said in a low voice, "Chanchan, don't think so much, the treatment is more important. Can you bear the pain every month?"

Xia Chan finally loaded up her money, looked up at her, and said stubbornly: "I can bear it."

Bai Ling raised his eyebrows and said: "But my uncle can't bear it. You were sick yesterday. Didn't you see that my uncle was very anxious and worried? My uncle even cooked porridge for you personally. Last night, my uncle secretly came to see you. You can't bear to make my uncle feel distressed.

? Rather than cruelly making my uncle feel distressed, it would be better for him to have a sweet dream in comfort."

Xia Chan's cheeks were slightly red, she stood up and walked to the closet, ignoring her again.

Bai Ling said: "Chanchan, they took the blame for you again, how do you want to thank them? Take off your clothes and sleep with them tonight, okay?"

Xia Chan took the sword, turned around and left the house, ignoring her.

"It's raining outside, what are you doing?"

"Sword practice."

The autumn rain is dripping and falling continuously.

Luo Qingzhou left the house holding an oil-paper umbrella, changed his clothes in a deserted alley, and put on a mask.

Then based on the places I remembered over the past few nights, I started walking around the streets, looking for places to practice.

He looked for three boxing gyms in a row, and after asking a few questions, he was let out.

"Sorry, our boxing gym only recruits locals or martial artists introduced by someone."

That sentence sent him away.

When I found the fourth boxing gym, they said this again.

He immediately said: "I own property in another city and I have paid taxes."

"That's not possible, sorry. We only recruit warriors who know the basics and have settled in Kyoto for at least three years."

Luo Qingzhou walked on the street in a depressed mood.

People were hurrying on the street, some were holding umbrellas, and some were running in the rain.

While walking, I unconsciously came to the West Lake in the west of the city.

There is a stone bridge on the lake and a painting boat parked in the lake.

The painting boat is quite luxuriously decorated, with brightly colored lanterns hanging outside.

There was melodious music and singing coming from the boat. The woman had a beautiful voice and sang in a melodious tone: "The autumn wind is strong, the rain is gentle, there are three or two bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long, but there is nothing I can do..."

Luo Qingzhou stood on the railing of the stone bridge and listened for a while. When he was about to leave, a graceful woman suddenly walked out of the boat, waved and shouted: "Sir, do you want to come and sit on the boat? I will drink with you.

How about two drinks?”

The woman was wearing a veil, her posture was sultry, her face was heavily made-up, and her voice was soft and sweet.

Luo Qingzhou ignored him and turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, it suddenly occurred to me that these women should be the ones who are most familiar with Kyoto. After all, they have to meet all kinds of guests every day, and they must know all kinds of places to practice martial arts.

How about getting on the boat and asking about it?

Forget it, that kind of place doesn't look clean at first glance. If you smell it on your body and it smells out when you go back, you will be misunderstood again.
To be continued...