Pei Shu got up very early, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and cleaned the room.
Then she sat in front of the mirror, applied eyebrows and put on makeup, and listened to her favorite classical music.
Whether on Yunzong Mountain or in the mortal world, she never had the habit of staying in bed.
Even though yesterday was Bai Nanxian's birthday, she stayed up all night, her pillow towel wet with tears.
But it still didn't affect her "high energy" the next day. She didn't want outsiders to see her vulnerability.
Pretending is Pei Shu's skill.
Under the guidance of the master, he has become a master.
If Bai Nanxian hadn't died, if she didn't want to take revenge, she could still choose to be that silly sweet girl.
Pretending not to understand anything, not asking, not caring.
I play the guzheng and listen to music every day, feeling carefree and happy as a dream.
Unfortunately, God failed to fulfill his wish, and Bai Nanxian died.
He died at the hands of Buddhists, and so far no one has been able to find out who the murderer was.
Pei Shu hated herself, hated herself for not living up to expectations, and hated God for being blind.
Fortunately, Li Muzi was buried with him, and fortunately she received the news yesterday evening that Xi Dongci, who represented Buddhism in the world, also died.
Two direct disciples who were destined to die died unexpectedly.
Pei Shu cried with joy, holding the photo of her senior brother Bai Nanxian's body and crying and laughing, wishing that she had not been able to kill it herself.
Of course, while I am happy, I am also worried.
She knew why the mysterious man wanted to kill Xi Dongci.
The fact that the other party was able to kill people under the watchful eye of the Taoist shows that his strength is by no means an ordinary person.
Although it violated the agreement of the Six Meridians, Pei Shu saw clearly. In this world, the last word is to have a big fist.
Rules are set by people, and naturally they have to be broken by stronger people.
"Die'er, here comes the brewing pot Biluochun."
Pei Shu put on her makeup and put on a clean white Yunzong robe. She sat on a chair on the balcony and said, "No one is allowed to come near my room without my instructions."
The little maid named Die'er took the order and left, walking lightly for fear of disturbing her master.
Soon, fragrant tea was served, accompanied by exquisite snacks, which made people want to eat.
Pei Shu sat blankly with an expectant expression, as if she was waiting for someone to arrive.
At nine o'clock sharp, blurry figures gathered on the balcony.
He was a mediocre man wearing a green shirt, with a sallow complexion and looking sickly.
Pei Shu was not surprised, but instead extended her hand politely and said: "Drink tea."
The man shook his head and said, "I don't drink tea from strangers."
Pei Shu picked up the teapot, poured it slowly, and said frankly: "The best Biluochun is definitely not poisoned."
"If you don't want to, there's no need."
"Your cultivation is here, so I won't bother you."
The man sat down generously, looked directly at the girl in front of him, and asked curiously: "Do you know why I came?"
Pei Shu smiled brightly, pursed her lips and replied, "You're probably going to deal with me like you dealt with Xi Dongci, right?"
The man raised his eyebrows lightly and said with appreciation: "Smart."
"So, you should be afraid?"
"Like Xi Dongci, he obviously pretended to be calm. But when I started to kill him, his whole body was shaking and he was incontinent."
"I wanted to open my mouth to beg me, but I was strangling my neck and couldn't make a sound."
"That frightened and helpless look, tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful it is."
Pei Shu took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly: "He is him, and I am me."
"There are differences between men and women, and there are differences in status."
"He has to die, but I might not have to die."
The man became interested, crossed his arms over his chest, and said condescendingly: "Why?"
Pei Shu put down her cup and said clearly: "First of all, Xi Dongci is just a direct disciple of the Sixth Elder of Buddhism. He succeeded the deceased Li Muzi and came down the mountain to fight for his destiny. It does not mean that Buddhism will do its best for him and help him at all costs.
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"I'm different. My master is the master of Yun Sect."
"I am his only disciple, and I am treated as his own daughter."
