Chapter 10: Raiders of the subjugated country (9)
Fortunately, this small side room is by the window, so it can still be ventilated.
Luo Hua just took her to the bedroom that belonged to her now, and said, "Your maid's costume, a maid will bring it to you later, it's still early before dinner time. Look at the county master's copybook first, imitate imitate." And then left.
Luohua didn't say let Ling Wuzhi rest first, after all, she still has an injury on her waist.
Even if there is more systematic help, but it was beaten to pieces, how could it be impossible for ten days? !
However, Ling Wuzhi's nerves are too thick, and she didn't find anything unpleasant about Luo Hua's words.
Ling Wuzhi put the Diamond Sutra, the ceramic copybook, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Luohua had just given her on the table, and then lay down on her little wooden bed.
Actually, Ling Wuyi really wanted to sleep on her back. She slept on her stomach for about ten days. Every time she wanted to turn over, she tried her best to endure it.
The wound on her waist is not yet fully healed. If she is lying on her back, the wound will be pressed and it will hurt a lot!
The eyes of this host are very big and beautiful. As soon as Ling Wuyi relaxes, the original gentle eyes have changed.
Because there is no earthly rendering, the inside is black and white, so clear that there is no trace of impurities.
Blinking her eyes, Ling Wuwei began to recite all the details of Su Ye, the target of her attack for the first time today.
Naturally, there is no single scene of a soy saucer and a small role maid in the plot, so Ling Wuyi relies on the memory of the host.
The memory of the host is no different from when Ling Wuzhi met Su Ye today.
Even what Suye said and what Luohua said were the same.
Shame She has always followed her host's character, of course there is no difference!
However, it’s not bad to be able to add five points of favorability, let’s accumulate it slowly, and it’s good to have progress!
If you really want to say what is different from the memory of the host today, it is the part where Luohua asked her to copy the book by imitating the ceramic handwriting.
In my memory, when Luohua said to let the body copy the book by imitating the ceramic handwriting, the body didn't even think about it, and immediately agreed.
When he got to her, he didn't answer right away. This made Luo Hua, who was a little wary of her in the first place, have no good face towards her.
"Knock Knock-"
There was a knock on the door, and he got up and went to open the door.
The one standing outside the door was the little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.
At this time, she was holding a stack of clothes in her hand, and there were two or three kinds of slightly inferior headgear on it. It looks similar to the headdress on her head.
Seeing Ling Wuzhi, the girl grinned.
Apple's chubby face, with the childishness of this age, looks very cute: "Sister Luohua asked me to bring you some clothes."
Ling Wuyi took the clothes from the girl's hand and said thank you with a smile.
That girl blushed a little bit by Ling Wuzhi's smile: "Sister's smile is so beautiful, elder sister, my name is Yin Yin, I'm thirteen years old, what's your name?"
Yin Yin is about 1.5 meters tall, which is a little shorter than Ceramic, who is also only thirteen years old.
Standing in front of Ling Wuwei, who was about 1.6 meters tall, looked a little petite.
Ling Wu Wee put the clothes in the closet, and when she turned around, seeing Yin Yin hadn't left, she smiled and patted her head: "My name is Ling Wu Wee, I'm nineteen years old, you call me Sister Xiao Wu or Wu Sister Weed."
Yin Yin nodded heavily: "Sister Xiao Wu!"
Yinyin didn't ask her where she came from, but just enthusiastically told her about the Yuxi Pavilion, some of the rules and taboos of the Seven Palaces.
Yin Yin was sold into the palace at the age of five and signed a death deed.
Because of her cute looks, she was chosen to be a third-class girl when Ceramics just moved into the Seven Kings Mansion.
Yinyin didn't stay in Ling Wuzi's room for long because there was still work to do.
So she told Ling Wuyi that she would come to call her during dinner and left.
After Yinyin left, Ling Wuzhi closed the door.
As for the girl Yin Yin, the host's memory is there.
The body had just arrived at Yuxi Pavilion of ceramics, because of her appearance, her identity as a widow and a murderer (although she murdered in self-defense). Let those maids either reject her, bury her, or avoid her.
There is only Yin Yin, the little girl, who has been very good to the host from the first day.
So for Yinyin, Ling Wuwei is very fond of her.
Standing in the middle of the room, Ling Wuxiao's eyes rolled around, looking at this pitifully small bedroom.
His eyes stayed on the Diamond Sutra book on the table, and he sat down in front of the table and began to copy the book.
Fortunately, when she received the memory of the host, she also received her 'skills'.
Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for her to use a brush to write with a system that has only done virtual entities!
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The weather in early summer is already a bit hot, but fortunately there is a window in this small bedroom, and the table is right next to the window.
A cool breeze blows in from time to time outside the window, which is quite comfortable.
Ling Wuzhi copied it very carefully, but after a few pages, she stopped writing and looked at the Diamond Sutra in front of her with resentment.
"I'm going How can it be so thick?! Can I finish copying in a month? Do I have to break my hands after copying?!"
Ling Wuzhi complained while rubbing his sore wrist.
Although in fact, it took only seven days for the body to copy the Diamond Sutra.
But that is the result of often copying until late at night, and hardly stopping writing during the day.
Ling Wuyi is not the host itself after all. Although she received the memory of the host, the Plane Association has created a character of her own for her.
Therefore, she has no way to fully integrate her body character.
She has limited patience, sitting here copying books, she is simply suffering!
Ling Wuzhi supported his chin with both hands and looked out the window.
It was dusk, and she was looking at the sky from this angle, facing the setting sun.
The golden-red sun turned half of the sky into a purple-red color. It looked dazzling and dazzling, so dazzling that Ling Wuzhi was a little stunned.
The door rang again, followed by Yin Yin's voice: "Sister Xiao Wu, it's dinner time. The county master has already eaten dinner. We can go to the cafeteria for dinner."
The small cafeteria that Yinyin mentioned is the place in Yuxi Pavilion, where the servants eat.
Ling Wuyi came back to her senses, but before she had time to respond to Yin Yin who was outside, her rumbling stomach was the first to respond.
Fortunately, Yin Yin was outside the door and couldn't hear.
Even if Yin Yin heard it, Ling Wuzhi probably didn't know what was shy or embarrassing.
"Okay, I see, Yin Yin, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."