My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 430 Why is the little girl a sickly girl? (Read it quickly, you may be...)
Luo Yue might 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 regain confidence.

I thought Luo Yue was the calmest woman I had ever met, but I never expected that, just like the calm sea surface, there were raging waves hidden beneath it.

Luo Yue seems to be the craziest one.

But why did this nice little girl become so sickly now?

Who influenced her?

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

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

The energy gathered on his fingertips and gently touched the girl's forehead.

A cool breath emanated from the little girl's mind and circulated throughout her body.

Luo Yue's turbulent eyes finally calmed down bit by bit. The black air that surrounded her body disappeared, and even the pattern that symbolized death slowly faded away.

"Don't be impulsive, it won't be that serious." Ye Wuyou comforted.

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

"I'm going back with you this time. As long as I'm here, she will..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Luo Yue suddenly became stiff all over, with her face looking a little tense.

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

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around silently, changed her posture, and turned her back to Ye Wuyou, but did not dare to look him in the eye.

A voice with a hint of warmth and smile came from my ear.

"She what?"

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

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

The girl looked at the table, where her own handwriting was.

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

Bitch!

How can you be so shameless!
To actually use [Words Follow the Law] in such a weird way in such a place...

Disgusting, mean, vulgar, ugly, and shameless.

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

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

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

Ye Wuyou had no other intentions, he was just simply curious.

It's rare to see Luo Yue so angry.

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

"I will subdue her and throw her in front of you. You will treat her the same way she treated you, double the price."

Ok?
Ye Wuyou's eyes were a little surprised.

How do you double the repayment?

Double the climax?

It seems that I am the one who suffers the loss.

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

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything. Luo Yue thought about it and seemed to feel that what he said was not perfect enough. He hesitated and spoke again.

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

"If you are still not satisfied, I will separate her soul from her body, but we will keep the sense of touch between them. I can punish her soul and body at the same time..."

Ye Wuyou looked at Luo Yue deeply at this moment.

He asked in a somewhat heavy tone.

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

"Strange noise? What is that?"

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

"No." Luo Yue looked confused. It was obvious that Ye Wuyou's words made her confused.

It’s fine if you don’t.

Ye Wuyou rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes gently, and 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.

"Just practice hard, there's no need for you to do anything."

Ye Wuyou doesn't need a woman's help to teach another woman a lesson.

Luo Yue might really have a way to suppress Luo Qinghan. This is a matter between bloodlines, and Ye Wuyou doesn't quite understand it.

But there is no doubt that this will aggravate Luo Yue's erosion.

Although she had learned Shinto techniques and had her own help, she didn't have to worry about strange erosion in the short term.

But the weirdness still exists.

It's just ten or eight years.

In addition, Ye Wuyou was really worried that Luo Yue's temperament, which was suppressed under calmness, would often cause her to do something that she would regret in a hurry.

And now he has reached the pinnacle of Tianquan.

Luo Qinghan was no longer of his concern.

Listening to Ye Wuyou's words at this moment, Luo Yue was silent for a while and said hesitantly.

"But I want to help you." "You have always been helping me, including now, right?" Ye Wuyou asked.

now?

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

"It's not over yet. Let me tell you and you help me write it."

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

At this moment, he was talking about how he fell into the strange coffin, his body covered in mud and the ghost hands stretched out from it.

The petite body suddenly trembled.

Luo Yue lowered her eyes slightly and took a look.

But he saw his arm stretched out from behind and gently grasped the girl's waist, which was as slender as a lotus.

His fingertips gently touched her lower abdomen, and then he grasped the intertwined ribbon.

For some reason, the little girl's voice was trembling at this moment.

“Worry-free…”

"Don't talk, just keep writing." Ye Wuyou said calmly.

Luo Yue picked up the pen again and started writing on the paper.

But after a moment, Luo Yue stopped writing.

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

Luo Yue whispered.

"No more ink..."

She reached out and wanted to grind the ink.

But Ye Wuyou took the first step and grabbed the ink ingot.

"I'll be fine."

There are also some requirements for grinding ink.

You need water first.

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

You need to first use a small spoon to add a spoonful of water, grind it into a thick consistency and then add it.

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

Use a medium-sized spoon and a spoonful of water.

For a larger inkstone, you can use a large spoon, but don’t add too much water.

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

So just for a moment, I added too much water.

At this moment, the water overflowed directly from the inkstone and wet Ye Wuyou's clothes.

There is nothing that can be done about this matter. We can only say that Luo Yue did not pay attention to this matter on a daily basis and even matched the four treasures of the study with the wrong models.

Luo Yue seemed to have realized this as well. As the head of the family, she actually got such a simple question wrong. Her earlobes had already turned red and her face gradually flushed with shame.

However, this is only the first step in grinding ink, just the preparatory work.

Next, you’ll need the ink stick.

Put the ink stick into the inkstone and grind it to produce ink.

But there are still some considerations.

There are two methods that can be used when grinding ink.

One is the push 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 stick back and forth in the inkstone to grind the ink. This method was used during the Tang and Song dynasties.

This method is suitable for inkstones with a slender inkstone shank, like Luo Yue's inkstone shank.

In addition, if it is new ink and it is ground for the first time, the edges and corners of the ink stick will be relatively hard, so it is more appropriate to use the push grinding method to grind off the sharp corners.

Grinding ink in circles means grinding the ink stick in circles in the inkstone continuously, which will be a little gentler.

It just so happens that Ye Wuyou knows both methods.

The two methods are used alternately.

Luo Yue's emotions had been fluctuating before, and now she seemed a little tired. Her hair was disheveled on the table, her eyes were slightly closed, and she looked at Ye Wuyou grinding ink in a daze.

His expression gradually became blurred, his lips slightly opened, and Luo Yue asked in a trembling voice.

"Wuyou, how come you are so powerful..."

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

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

"Became a jailer." Ye Wuyou said in a dejected tone.

But even with Ye Wuyou's ink-grinding skills, it still took a long time before the ink was produced.

Luo Yue struggled to get up at this moment and dipped the pen in ink.

Ink overflowed from the tip of the pen.

Because the ink developed by Ye Wuyou is rich, it now flows out from the tip of the pen like a silk thread.

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

He spoke calmly.

"Keep writing, there's a lot more to come."

"okay."

(End of this chapter)