At this time, Zhao Xiong on the side said to Cheng Jiu: "It takes a while."
The corners of Cheng Jiu's lips curled up slightly and he replied: "Not just two, but three, four, and I haven't had a chance to use it yet!"
Zhao Xiong didn't answer and turned around to see other people.
Chai Yan and Chang Bingkun, who had been watching from a distance, came over at this time, and everyone clasped their fists and raised their hands to them.
Chang Bingkun then asked: "Master Chai, what should we do now?"
Chai Yan looked indifferent and shrugged: "What else can we do? Just cross the bridge..."
After saying that, Chai Yan took the lead and stepped over the fallen crowd and walked onto the covered bridge with his head held high.
Everyone followed Chai Yan's footsteps and quickly passed the Wind and Rain Corridor Bridge and walked towards the gate of Ganquan County.
Afterwards, the journey was very peaceful. Everyone thought that the Wandering Dragons would catch up and take revenge, but that never happened.
After entering the city, everyone walked towards the county government...
Chai Yan walked side by side with Chang Bingkun, introducing him to the customs and customs of Ganquan City as they walked, such as what the small black and white flags in front of the shops in the city represented, the location of Youlong Dazhai and the fact that they also had a special
Information such as gates entering and exiting Ganquan City...
Chang Bingkun listened and observed the various buildings on both sides of the street, and his previous unhappy mood suddenly recovered.
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In the Ganquan County Yameni courtyard, Situ Jing was sitting quietly in front of Zhuo's case, concentrating on copying the "Peace Sutra".
Situ Jing has not finished copying the "Peace Sutra" a hundred times, but she has not given up or slackened off. She still gets up early every day and writes until evening.
On the verandah outside the door, Xiaohuan came over with freshly brewed soup.
Soon, Xiaohuan came to the door of the room, knocked gently and called: "Miss."
"Come in." A response quickly came from the room.
Xiaohuan slowly opened the door, entered the room with the soup, and said: "Miss, I just made the black-bone chicken soup. Come drink some and take a rest."
"Well, wait until I finish writing this..." Situ Jing replied while still writing intently.
Xiaohuan put the black-bone chicken soup on a small table next to the table, and then looked at Situ Jing who was copying scriptures.
Situ Jing's speed in copying scriptures is not very fast, and every stroke is written very neatly, without any sense of perfunctory or rush. The handwriting on the paper is very pleasing to the eye.
"Miss, if you copy at this speed, it will take you until next year to copy a hundred times."
As Xiaohuan spoke, he added some water to the inkstone, and then carefully grinded the ink at a steady speed.
Situ Jing did not raise his head and said as he wrote: "It doesn't matter whether it's next year or the year after that! In short, I won't copy it a hundred times perfunctorily. Being dishonest is disrespectful to the Buddha."
Xiaohuan knew Situ Jing very well. It was always difficult for others to persuade her to make decisions, so she stopped continuing the topic.
"Miss, how many times do you have to copy it before you finish it?" Xiaohuan asked.
Situ Jing said: "About three or forty times, I didn't count..."
"Ah, there are so many more..." Xiaohuan felt tired just looking at it, but had no choice but to continue studying the ink.
After a while, Situ Jing finally finished copying the article. She placed the pen on the mountain of pens, breathed a sigh of relief, and moved her wrists and neck.
Upon seeing this, Xiaohuan immediately brought the black-bone chicken soup and placed it in front of Situ Jing. He opened the lid of the bowl and said, "Miss, drink the soup quickly. It won't taste good if it's cold."
Situ Jing smiled, picked up the black-bone chicken soup and drank it in small sips with a spoon.
Taking advantage of this time, Xiao Huan tidied around the room while chatting with Situ Jing.
Unexpectedly, that sentence aroused Situ Jing's thoughts. He stopped drinking and said softly: "I don't know how he is doing over there..."
Upon hearing this, Xiaohuan knew that the young lady was thinking about Cheng Jiu, so she said with relief: "Miss, didn't you tell me that the people who went to deliver lime with Uncle Ge last time came back? Brother Cheng is fine and nothing has happened.
"
Situ Jing nodded, smiled, and continued drinking soup.
Xiaohuan kept working on his hands and said: "Miss, I really hope that Brother Cheng and the others will come back immediately, so that you don't have to worry about him all day long!"
"Nonsense, who has been worried and worried all day long?" Situ Jing pretended to be angry and said, "It's not as good as you think. You just came back when you said you would."
At this moment, a maid's voice came from outside: "Miss, Sister Xiaohuan..."
Xiaohuan immediately ran to the door. When he opened the door, he saw the maid and asked, "What's the matter? You're yelling..."
"Sister Xiaohuan, they are back!" the maid shouted anxiously.
Xiaohuan frowned and asked, "Who is back? Please speak clearly."
The maid said: "It's Master Chai and Uncle Ge who are back!"
"That's right!" Xiaohuan was immediately overjoyed. She just said it casually, but she didn't expect it to come true!
Xiaohuan was very happy and asked quickly: "What about Brother Cheng? Is Brother Cheng back too?"
When this question came out, Situ Jing had already arrived at the door.
"He's back. Brother Cheng is back too. Brother Guan and Brother Yu are all back." The maid counted them all at once.
When Xiaohuan heard that Cheng Jiu was back, she suddenly felt excited. She turned around excitedly and said, "Miss, Brother Cheng and the others... they are really back!"
"Okay, I heard everything..."
Although Situ Jing looked calm and had a calm tone when she spoke, in fact her heart was beginning to stir.
Xiaohuan asked the maid again: "Where are they now?"
The maid said: "Master Chai and a few others were invited to the flower hall by the master. Uncle Ge and Brother Cheng all went to the house."
The house the maid was talking about was the row of bungalows next to the county jail, which had been used by Ge Hong and the five of them.
Xiaohuan immediately looked at Situ Jing: "Miss, look..."
Situ Jing interrupted Xiaohuan and said to the maid: "We know about this, you can go and do your work."
"Yes, miss." The maid bowed and bowed, then withdrew.
Then, Situ Jing turned around and walked slowly towards the table. Xiao Huan couldn't help but was stunned, and hurriedly followed her and asked: "Miss, aren't you going to see Brother Cheng?"
Situ Jing looked back and said calmly: "I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"
Xiaohuan said anxiously: "But..."
"Don't worry..." Situ Jing interrupted Xiaohuan and said: "Now that everyone is back, there is no need to be so anxious. There is always time to meet, but I have said "
"Peace Sutra", it still leaves a lot to be desired."
After saying that, Situ Jing picked up the pen again, dipped it in ink, sat down, and continued to copy seriously.
Xiaohuan didn't understand why the lady was so calm, but she couldn't ask any questions, so after thinking for a moment, she used the excuse of packing her things, picked up the bowl of chicken soup and left the room.
After carefully closing the door, Xiao Huan suddenly quickened his pace and walked further along the veranda.
When Xiao Huan's footsteps disappeared, Situ Jing suddenly stopped writing in front of the desk in the room. Only then did a happy smile appear on her face.
Situ Jing looked at the sky outside the window with her pen in hand, then took a deep breath and focused on copying the "Peace Sutra" again.