Desire of Passing Through the Book

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Chu Ruoting took the person to her cabin.
    She lived alone in the low wooden house, which was quite spacious, but at the moment three uninvited guests came in, and she was a little bit sullen and depressed.
    The four people sat down around the square table, silent to each other.
    It was Ah Wu who was good at dancing with long sleeves, and was the first to break the silence. He smiled kindly and said: "My name is Ah Wu." Pointing to the female cultivator holding a knife next to him, "She is called
    Daiying ." Daiying didn't look at Chu Ruoting. She kept her eyes on the basin since she entered the room. Spirit fish.
    Ah Wu pointed at Jing Mo again, and said, "You should know him, he is our leader."
    Chu Ruoting raped someone and was caught in the street and chased after the door to settle the account . Her heart was embarrassed and helpless. She didn't know what to say, so she just saw her mouth gourd without saying a word.
    Jing Mo sat opposite her.
    Others have tall and long legs, and their two legs can only be crossed.
    Chu Ruoting glanced at his sitting posture, he seemed to notice something, and quickly straightened his spine, put his hands on his knees, and put his legs together obediently.
    Chu Ruoting: "..."
    Across the small table, Jing Mo's clear eyes stared at her for an instant, unable to conceal the joy of excitement.
    Chu Ruoting was sitting on pins and needles, wondering if this group wanted to blackmail.
    If blackmailed, how many spirit stones should she give?
    "You see, our leader, he wants to stay with you." Ah Wu looked at Jing Mo, took out a handful of spirit stones, piled it on the table, and asked deliberately: "...Can you take him away? "
    Chu Ruoting was almost dazzled by the high-grade Lingshi on the table!
    Is there such a good thing in the world?
    Seeing that she hesitated, Ah Wu thought she didn't have enough money, so he poked Daiying on the shoulder. Daiying said "Oh" and handed the storage bag around her waist directly to Chu Ruoting.
    No way, Jing Mo said on the way when he came here, and if you find Chu Ruoting, you must be with her.
    Jing Mo's brains, Ah Wu and Daiying were afraid that he would find a rope to hang themselves, and they discussed privately, as long as they found someone, they would do everything possible to keep Jing Mo by her side.
    Chu Ruoting eased her emotions, looked at Jing Mo, and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you have to follow me?" Jing Mo frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled: "I am yours, of course I want to follow you. "
    After speaking, he lowered his eyes embarrassedly and his ears were slightly red.
    Chu Ruoting forcibly endured her awkwardness and said, "I explained it to you. The last time was an accident. I don't like someone following me. I am used to going alone."
    Jing Mo raised her head anxiously, "I won't bother you. You!"
    Chu Ruoting looked at Jing Mo, she was clearly a handsome and delicate golden core monk, but she always thought he was weird.
    She pondered for a moment, and asked Ah Wu: "You called him the leader just now, who are you?"
    Ah Wu figured out how to fabricate their identity as the Assassins of Wu Nian Palace. She was in the middle of the script, and listened to Dai Ying, who was next to him, coldly replied: " We are from Wu Nian Palace." She was afraid that Chu Ruoting would not understand, she put the Nine Ring Knife on the table, "We! That's the magic repair!"
    After she finished speaking, Daiying continued to look at Lingyu.
    A five support the amount.
    He sneaked a glance at Chu Ruoting's expression from his fingers, and the other party was obviously shocked.
    Chu Ruoting turned his head to look at A five, asked: "? You do not read the palace understaffed"
    A five stunned, "Why is there such a question?" "It's
    like ...... not how clever the way."
    A Five language plug.
    He coughed twice and turned the topic back, "Friends of Taoism, so can you take in our leader? Don't worry, he promises not to cause trouble."
    Jing Mo is the most trusted subordinate of Demon Lord.
    As long as it is what he handles, he is serious and meticulous, never sloppy.
    Chu Ruoting stared at the rich spiritual stone on the table, estimated the odds of winning the fight with the opponent, and finally made concessions.
    "He can stay." Chu Ruoting raised her eyes, "but I want to observe him for a period of time. If it affects my cultivation, I will immediately drive him away."
    "Good, good! That's it!" Ah Wusong He took a sigh of relief and pulled Daiying up to say goodbye, "We still have important things to do, so I won't bother the fellow daoists." The
    two left, and the silence in the wooden house was restored.
    Jing Mo sat at the table stiffly, with his hands on his knees, tapping his fingertips happily, looking at Chu Ruoting with a smile.
    *
    Jing Mo stayed.
    Sure enough, as Ah Wu said, he won't cause trouble.
    Chu Ruoting told him to keep a distance, and he was ten steps away from her, like a tail, behind Chu Ruoting.
    People looked pretty naive, but Chu Ruoting didn't fully believe it.
    What if Jing Mo deliberately pretended to be stupid? Who knows what the hell he is making in his heart?
    For this reason, Chu Ruoting tried him several times.
    For example, if you want to practice, let him guard the law at the door, in fact, secretly observe whether he will kill him secretly; and deliberately ask him to repair the roof of the wooden house, but he is not allowed to use spells.
    Jing Mo smiled the whole time, Chu Ruoting would do whatever he asked him to do, and he wouldn't be able to say a word of rebuttal.
    Chu Ruoting touched her chin, suddenly her mind became active.
    Regardless of whether he has a ghost, since he is willing to help himself, it is better to make good use of it.
    Thinking of this, Chu Ruoting's eyes rolled.
    She yelled: "Jing Mo!"
    Jing Mo trot over and poke at her, "Chu Chu, what's the order?"
    Chu Ruoting protested that he called herself "Chu Chu", and always found it strange to call her surname directly. But Jing Mo couldn't change it. He told Chu Ruoting pitifully that he couldn't remember the name more than two words. Over time, Chu Ruoting would just do as he pleases.
    Chu Ruoting handed him a bundle of fishing nets, pointed to the endless sea, and said, "From today, you will help me catch spirit fish. As long as you can catch 300 fish that day, I will let you take a step closer."
    "Okay!"
    Jing Mo grinned and responded.
    In his opinion, Chu Ruoting is willing to negotiate with him, which means that she is already approving of herself! Jing Mo was full of enthusiasm. Without a word, he held a fishing net and plunged into the sea, splashing snow-white water.
    Chu Ruoting curled her lips coldly.
    Three hundred spirit fish are not so easy to catch.
    She had inquired about it a long time ago. In Xihai Fishing Village, even the most capable fisherman can only catch more than 50 fish a day. Lingyu is cunning and can't use spiritual power, and Jing Mo has great abilities and can't meet the requirements.
    Even if she pretends to be crazy and stupid, she will make him unable to pretend!
    *
    Jing Mo went to catch Lingyu, and Chu Ruoting didn't bother to care about him.
    She set up a gathering spirit formation in the wooden house and seized the time to practice.
    Xi Hai is no better than land, and the aura is thinner. Chu Ruoting runs "Meisheng Jue", and the aura travels through the whole body for 36 days, but the cultivation base has only increased by a little.
    This made her very anxious.
    I don't know if a few days passed, Chu Ruoting ran out of the spirit stones she had obtained from Wu Daiying. She swept away the powdered spirit stone residue, got up to dust off the sleeves of her clothes.
    At this moment, I listened to the external tidal surge, making a "puff-through" and "puff-through" sound.
    Chu Ruoting frowned and looked through the small window.
    But seeing Jing Mo carrying that fishing net, he jumped into the sea repeatedly. Every time he went into the sea, he sank for a long time, and when he dragged the fishing net, there were only a few spirit fish inside. I don't know if the sun is too dazzling, Chu Ruoting always feels that his skin is pale and wrinkled by sea water.
    She closed the window and didn't look at it again.
    That night.
    There was a strong wind on the sea, and a torrential rain fell in a flash.
    The sea water is high tide, turbulent rolling, and there is a "rumbling" sound in the distance.
    Chu Ruoting vomited cross-legged, but still heard "puff through" and "puff through" in
    her ear... She was upset.
    In the middle of the night, Chu Ruoting was really disturbed and couldn't sit still. She stood up suddenly, but heard a knock on the door suddenly.
    Boom, boom, boom.
    Every step is restrained and regular.
    Chu Ruoting was shrouded in divine consciousness and knew who was outside the door. She opened the door indifferently. Jing Mo stood in the rain in the dark night, holding the big bucket in her arms, with a five-pointed starfish on her head and two kelp hanging on her shoulders, which was really funny.
    He saw her and smiled happily.
    "Chu Chu, look, when it rains, there are a lot of spirit fish!" He raised the wooden barrel, which was full of red spirit fish, jumping around.
    Chu Ruoting paused her eyes, "You have been fishing these days?"
    In fact, she knew that it must be so without asking.
    When Jing Mo heard the words, his head was downcast and desperate, "I didn't catch enough 300, but only one hundred and fifty."
    He stood in the rain, with his bangs sticking to his hair band wet, and the rain made him almost unable to open his eyes. Open your eyes.
    "I..." Jing Mo took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Chu Ruoting with his eyes hidden under the messy hair, "I...may I get closer to you for half a step?"
    Chu Ruoting was stunned. For a moment.
    She turned around indifferently, sat back on the stool, and looked at a light on the table.
    Heavy rain, thunder and lightning.
    The cold sea breeze shook the dim butter lamp.
    Seeing her leaving, Jing Mo held a large bucket of spirit fish in a hug, at a loss.
    He was thinking about whether to squat outside the door for a night, and listened to the woman in the room with a vicious voice: "Do you like the rain so much? Come in soon!"