If You Can't Be A Son-In-Law, You Have To Become A Saint

Chapter 45 Thorn Rose Immortal, scolding supernatural powers

Qingyue was muttering to herself, while Lu Jing was standing behind her, looking down at her.

Qingyue's hair was casually tied behind her head and fell on her back. Her graceful body and snow-like skin indicated that she only needed to dress up to be called a beautiful woman.

A vortex of clouds, a shuttle of jade, light and thin shirts, light frowns and double snails.

It is the same age as Hua'er, but it has to worry about so many troublesome things.

Lu Jing stood behind her and looked at Qingyue for a long time.

In the end, his heart softened and he didn't want to scare her anymore.

Qingyue also stood up at this time, and she was about to turn around.

Lu Jing coughed deliberately.

A look of surprise appeared on Qingyue's face, and Lu Jing's voice had already been etched into the girl's mind.

She turned her head quickly, and saw Lu Jing looking at her not far behind.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and there was no moonlight today, but Qingyue knew that Lu Jing was smiling warmly at her.

So Qingyue also laughed, she took two steps forward, seemed to think of something, turned around in a hurry, and was about to go to the side room, muttering: "Master, you went to the Bieshanyuan, you must have never For dinner, I'll make you a bowl of noodles in clear soup, and you can eat some sauerkraut just pickled a few days ago, it's better than going to bed hungry."

Qingyue said trivially, with concern on her face.

Even though Lu Jing had already had dinner with Mr. Guanqi and Lu Chongshan in Wulinpo, now for some reason, she wanted to eat a bowl of noodles made by Qingyue.

So he reminded Qingyue again: "You also have a bowl for yourself, let's eat together."

"The soup should be thicker."

While Lu Jing was talking, he had already entered the house.

Although the house is a bit old, but because of Qingyue, it is as clean as ever.

Lu Jing thought for a while, but he was not idle. He made tea carefully, then took out a package from his pocket and put it on the table.

An oil lamp seemed dim again, so Lu Jing rummaged through boxes and cabinets and took out two spare candles, and lit them on the table.

These two candles are indeed useful, and the room is much brighter in an instant.

Just as he sat down, he remembered something, and shouted out the door: "Let me know when you're done, and I'll come over to meet you."

"Understood, young master." Qingyue replied softly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Qing Yue hurried over with a bowl of noodles in each hand.

"It's so hot..."

Qingyue still had pain on her face, Lu Jing hurried to pick it up, with some blame in her words: "I told you, since there are no bowls and plates at home, I will serve these hot things. You must not listen."

"You are the young master." Qingyue squinted her eyes and smiled: "Where can I get you to serve the noodles?"

Lu Jing also smiled calmly, shook her head and said, "In this Lu family, you are the only one who regards me as the young master."

Qingyue wrinkled her nose, and her tone became more gentle: "Master, some people are precious in their bones, you can write well, study hard on weekdays, and study hard, and now you practice martial arts very well.

Those idlers in the Lu Mansion will know about your benefits one day. "

Qingyue paused for a while when she said this, and then said: "For example, if the young lady of the Nan family can get along with the young master for a while, listen to the young master's words, and see the young master's conduct, she probably won't shirk the wedding date. makes sense."

When Lu Jing heard Qingyue's repeated words, a soft look flashed in his eyes, and he just said softly: "I am like this in your eyes, how can I be like this in everyone's eyes?"

Qingyue was puzzled and was about to ask, when Lu Jing gently pushed a bowl of steaming noodles in clear soup in front of her.

He opened the package on the table again.

Inside the package were two packs of oiled paper, and Lu Jing slowly peeled off the oiled paper.

But in the two packs of oil paper, there is a very crispy roasted pigeon and several months of cakes.

"Qingyue, I brought this for you from Uncle Zhongshan, eat it quickly."

While talking, Lu Jing picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles in clear soup.

Qingyue's eyes became more gentle, she nodded, and complained in a low voice: "It's true, young master. When I went to the second master's place, I even packed a lot of food, which made the second master look down on you for no reason."

Lu Jing didn't answer, she was still eating the noodles intently.

Qingyue complained again: "I have actually tasted this mooncake. On the day of the 16th, the red fan next door came to me and brought me one specially."

"I ate most of that mooncake." Lu Jing said while eating, "A gentleman eats without saying a word, don't talk to me, eat it quickly."

"Oh~"

Qingyue nodded, swallowed her saliva, carefully tore open the pigeon, pushed most of it to Lu Jing, and took a piece of meat herself, eating it in small bites.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Qingyue saw the candles on the table, and couldn't hold back her desire to talk to her young master, and said, "Master, I heard from other girls, Master Lu Feng, Master Lu Qiong, the old lady, the two Ma'am...wait a minute, is it true that there are beads that can glow out of thin air in the rooms of these nobles, which can illuminate the room extremely brightly?"

"it is true."

"Young master, Guanshi Liu in the mansion is really abominable. He didn't distribute the mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival to our courtyard."

"Master, what do you think the young lady of the Nan family looks like? If she is an ugly monster, she is not worthy of the young master... Pooh, pooh, how can you say something unlucky?"

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When the time came, Qingyue had already fallen asleep.

Lu Jing visualized the Great Ming King, and studied the chapter on God's Response for a long time alone, before he let out a long breath and walked out of the room.

There is no moonlight today, and the courtyard is pitch black.

But in Lu Jing's eyes, it was like daylight.

Because today's Lu Jing does not look at the world with her own naked eyes, but with her own soul, watching the vast world.

Lu Jing went out of the house late at night, naturally not for a walk.

He went straight to the courtyard and came to the thorn rose.

This thorn rose is delicate and charming, red as fire, very beautiful.

But the problem is... It's already past Mid-Autumn Festival, morning and night can be called a cold word, occasionally the autumn wind blows, and even many trees in the courtyard have fallen leaves.

How can a delicate thorn rose bloom for so long? How can we not thank you in this cold wind and white dew?

"It's weird."

Lu Jing stood in front of Thorn Mei, Yuanshen had not yet come out of the body, but had already communicated with Yuanshen, Yuanshen suddenly opened his eyes...

For a moment, the Lushan Guanshen Jade that Lu Jing put in his sleeve gave off a faint light.

When Lu Jing's eyes fell on the thorn rose, suddenly many rays of light flowed above his primordial spirit, forming a deer with a third eye.

Lushan!

Lushan's third eye glowed.

The light in the eyes fell, shining from Lu Jing's eyes, and landed on the thorn rose!

Instantly.

The scene of the thorn rose that Lu Jing saw has changed drastically.

However, among the petals of the blooming thorn roses, there are transparent and...strange auras.

"This is... vitality?" Lu Jing guessed in his heart, and then the thoughts in his mind froze slightly.

Because he saw an astonishing scene.

But in the middle of the fiery red petals of the thorn rose, above the stamens, a black-haired woman was...sleeping.

This woman's black hair is scattered, almost reaching her waist, her forehead is a little red, her mouth is full of cherries, her waist is like a willow, her figure is curvy and her skin is like white jade... she is so beautiful that she can even be described as perfect.

But that's the case, Lu Jing also frowned slightly, because at this moment the black-haired woman was naked, her slender legs bent and stretched, and they were shining white.

She was holding a volume of scriptures in one hand, and the pages of the scriptures were constantly being turned.

Lu Jing looked at the scripture carefully, only to find that there were many words on the first page of the scripture, and the subsequent pages were blank.

"See no evil."

"And it's a monster!"

Lu Jing frowned, and turned her attention to the many information that came to mind!

【 Rose Fairy

Zhiyi: For unknown reasons, the seeds of the rose fairy fell into the courtyard of the adults, and a demon lived in it.

Knowledge 2: Guixian is the most noble of all monsters. This monster seems to be seriously injured and is waking up.

Knowledge 3: The volume of scriptures in Guixian Yao's hands is quite mysterious, and its origin cannot be traced.

Knowledge 4: The origin and origin of the rose fairy seeds cannot be checked. 】

A series of messages appeared in Lu Jing's mind, and for a while, Lu Jing still frowned.

"This thorn rose is extremely extraordinary. With my current primordial spirit, I can't use the Lushan Guanshen Jade to find out its origin."

Lu Jing was thinking, when suddenly another piece of information appeared in his mind.

[The orange opportunity has arrived. 】

Lu Jing frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on the scripture book in the woman's hand.

No distractions trigger.

Lu Jing noticed the content of the first page of the flipped scripture.

"Wuyeshan rebuke technique!"

Lu Jing's heart moved: "This is a kind of supernatural power, and what is recorded in this scripture is supernatural power!"

(end of this chapter)