My practice narration is weird

Luo Yue may not know Ye Wuyou very well.

But Ye Wuyou knew Luo Yue very well.

After all, he almost saw with his own eyes how Luo Yue rebuilt the Luo family bit by bit, watched the other party's temperament change, watched the other party's determination to die, and finally regained confidence.

She thought Luo Yue was the calmest woman she had ever seen, but she never imagined that there were turbulent waves hidden under the calm sea.

Luo Yue seems to be the craziest one.

But why is this good little girl so yandere-looking now?

So who influenced her?

Ye Wuyou looked at the little girl standing in front of him.

There was thought in his eyes, but he stretched out his hand gently.

There was energy condensing on the fingertips, and he lightly touched the girl's forehead.

The cool breath emanates from the little girl's memorial platform and travels throughout the body.

Luo Yue's turbulent eyes calmed down little by little. The black air surrounding her body disappeared at this moment, and even the markings symbolizing death slowly faded away.

"Don't be impulsive, it won't happen." Ye Wuyou reassured.

Luo Yue's eyes were a little dazed, and Luo Yue seemed to have calmed down a little, but she was still a little confused. She frowned slightly and said.

"I will go back with you this time. As long as I am here, she will..."

The words stopped suddenly, Luo Yue suddenly felt a little stiff, and her face became a little tense.

But it was Ye Wuyou who pressed her down on the seat and sat in his arms.

She was stunned for a moment, then silently turned around and changed her posture. Her back was to Ye Wuyou, but she didn't dare to look at him.

A voice with a bit of a warm smile came from my ears.

"What is she?"

Luo Yue responded subconsciously, but her tone was a little lower.

"As long as she has the blood of the Luo family, she will not be able to make trouble..."

The girl looked at the table, which was the handwriting she had written previously.

Although Ye Wuyou's account had omitted some indescribable descriptions, Luo Yue could still roughly understand what happened at that time.

Bitch, bitch!

How could you be so shameless!

To actually use [Words and Methods] in such a weird way...

Disgusting, vile, vulgar, ugly, shameless.

Thinking of this, Luo Yue bit her silver teeth lightly, turned her back to Ye Wuyou, lowered her head and said.

"I'll teach her a lesson for you."

"How to teach me a lesson?" There was some curiosity in his words.

Ye Wuyou didn't mean anything else, he was just curious.

It's rare to see the little girl Luo Yue so angry.

Luo Yue tilted her head, thought for a while, and said.

"I will restrain her and throw her in front of you, and you will do to her double what she did to you."

Um?

Ye Wuyou's eyes were a little surprised.

What kind of double return method?

Double the orgasm?

It seems that he is the one who suffers.

What kind of lesson is this? Monotonous repetition will only be boring. Maybe there must be something new...

Ye Wuyou said nothing. Luo Yue thought for a while and seemed to feel that what he said was not perfect enough. He hesitated and said again.

"She is a bloodline of the Luo family, and I control the spirit of the Luo family..."

"If you don't relieve your anger, I will separate her soul from her body, but keep the tactile connection with each other. I can punish her soul and body at the same time..."

Ye Wuyou looked deeply at Luo Yue at this moment.

He asked with a somewhat serious tone.

"Luo Yue, have you heard any strange sounds in your head recently?"

"Strange noise? What is that?"

"It's like someone narrating, well, like a narrator in a story."

"No." Luo Yue looked blank, and Ye Wuyou's words obviously confused her.

It’s fine if you don’t.

Ye Wuyou rubbed the center of his eyebrows and gently closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the mottled emotions in his eyes disappeared.

Looking at the little girl who was sitting on his lap but didn't know where to put her hands, her expression was restrained and her body was extremely stiff, Ye Wuyou smiled and said softly.

"As long as you practice well, you don't need to take action."

Ye Wuyou didn't need a woman's help to so-called "teach a lesson" to another woman.

Luo Yue may really have a way to suppress Luo Qinghan. This is a matter between bloodlines, and Ye Wuyou doesn't know much about it.

But there is no doubt that this will intensify erosion in Luo Yue.

Although she has learned Shinto magic and has her own help, she no longer has to worry about strange erosion in a short time.

But the weirdness still exists.

It’s just ten or eight years.

In addition, Ye Wuyou was seriously concerned that Luo Yue's temperament, which was suppressed under calmness, would often do things that he regretted in a hurry.

And now he is at the pinnacle of Tianquan.

Luo Qinghan no longer cares about him.

At this moment, listening to Ye Wuyou's words, Luo Yue was silent for a while and hesitated.

"But I want to help you."

"You've been helping me, including right now, right?" Ye Wuyou asked.

now?

Luo Yue was a little confused, but then she saw Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and tapped the table with his fingertips.

"It's not over yet, let me tell you, you can help me write it."

Ye Wuyou spoke slowly, Luo Yue was slightly startled, and then started writing again.

At this moment, it was about him falling into the coffin with a sly door, and his body was covered with ghost hands sticking out of the mud.

The petite body suddenly trembled.

Luo Yue lowered her eyes slightly and took a look.

But he saw his arm stretching out from behind and gently holding the girl's waist, which was like a thin lotus.

His fingertips lightly touched her belly, and then he held the intertwined ribbon.

The little girl's voice was trembling for some reason at this moment.

"Worry-free..."

"Stop talking and keep writing." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Luo Yue picked up the pen again and wrote on the paper.

But after a moment, Luo Yue stopped writing.

The petite body was sitting in Ye Wuyou's arms, but it was a little stooped at the moment, and the body inadvertently leaned a little towards the table.

Luo Yue whispered.

"No more ink..."

She stretched out her hand to study the ink.

But Ye Wuyou was the first to grab the ink stick.

"I'll just come."

Studying ink is also very particular.

There must be water first.

If the inkstone hall is five or six inches, it is a small inkstone hall.

You need to first use a small spoon with a spoonful of water, grind it and add it again.

If the inkstone is six to eight inches, it is a medium size.

Then use a medium spoonful of water.

For larger inkstones, you can use a large spoon, but you can't add too much water.

Luo Yue's inkstone was a small one, but Ye Wuyou was holding a large spoon at the moment.

So just once, I added too much water.

The water immediately overflowed from the inkstone hall and wet Ye Wuyou's clothes.

There is nothing that can be done about this matter. It can only be said that Luo Yue does not pay attention to this matter on weekdays. Even the four treasures of the study are matched with the wrong model.

Luo Yue seemed to realize this. As the head of the family, he made a mistake on such a simple question. At this moment, his earlobes had already turned red, and his face was gradually turning red.

However, this is only the first step of grinding ink, just preparation work.

Next, you need to use ink sticks.

Put the ink ingot into the inkstone hall and grind it to produce ink.

But it still has its merits.

There are two methods you can use when grinding ink.

One is the grinding method, and the other is the circle-grinding method.

As the name suggests, the push grinding method is to push and pull the ink inkstone back and forth in the inkstone hall to grind the ink. This method was used in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

This method is suitable for long and thin inkstones in the inkstone hall, just like this inkstone in Luo Yue.

In addition, if it is new ink and is ground for the first time, the corners of the ink ingot are relatively hard, so it is more appropriate to use push grinding to remove the sharp corners.

To grind the ink in circles, the ink ingot is continuously drawn in circles in the inkstone, which is slightly gentler.

It just so happened that Ye Wuyou knew both methods.

The two methods are used alternately.

Luo Yue's mood was ups and downs before, but she seemed a little tired now. Her hair was scattered on the table, her eyes were slightly closed, and she was looking at Ye Wuyou as she studied ink.

His expression gradually became blurred, Tan's mouth opened slightly, and Luo Yue asked in a trembling voice.

"Wouyou, why are you so powerful..."

"I once wanted to get rich by copying books, so I studied this in depth." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

"Copy, copy, book? What happened next?"

"Become a jailer." Ye Wuyou said in a lonely tone.

But even with Ye Wuyou's skill in studying ink, it took a long time before the ink came out.

Luo Yue struggled to get up and dipped her pen in ink.

Ink spilled from the tip of the pen.

And because the ink developed by Ye Wuyou was rich, it was like silk thread coming out of the tip of the pen.

Ye Wuyou reached out and gently supported the girl's figure to prevent her from falling again.

He said calmly.

"Keep writing, there are many things to come."

"Hmm...ok."