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Text Chapter 1 Loli Little Taoist Nun

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    Update time: 2012-05-28 In July, the sunset is like fire.  On a hill in the northwest corner of Jiangcheng University, several small buildings are scattered among the trees.  Under the mottled shade of trees, an asphalt road connects several small buildings together, and the other end leads to the teachers' dormitory area not far ahead.  There are few people on the road, and the chirping of insects and birds can be heard all the time.  ¡°Boom¡ª¡ª¡± Along with the sudden sound of thunder, strong winds blew, and dark clouds covered the sky and blocked the sun.  After three thunders, the wind calmed down a little, and the big raindrops were like falling stones, hitting the ground with fierce force and making a crackling sound on the leaves.  In front of one of the small buildings, there is a small courtyard. On both sides of the courtyard door, there are cannas as tall as half a person. Under the wash of the rain, the dust accumulated for many days has just been washed away. The big green leaves look particularly special.  Refreshing.  "Ah - ah - ah -" Suddenly, accompanied by howls of ghosts and wolves, a young man wearing a white T-shirt and jeans appeared on the path, ran quickly into the yard, and jumped under the rain eaves.  "Next door to Mahler, it's raining too hard." Luo Ping cursed and took out the key from his soaked trouser pocket, preparing to open the door.  "Hello!" A timid voice suddenly sounded from his right side. Luo Ping was startled and turned his head to look over.  This two-story building is old and its style is different from the current new building.  The rain eaves in front of the door stretch out to a width of one meter, and four pillars are supported underneath. There is a low railing in the middle of the pillars. Close to the outside of the railing, there are dense clumps of tuberose.  I saw a little girl wearing a sapphire blue Taoist robe and a bun with sky-high hair. Oh, the little Taoist nun was standing next to the pillar.  The little Taoist nun is young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features and big eyes showing a trace of nervousness.  "Hello, what's the matter with you?" Luo Ping hesitated for a while and asked her. He looked back and forth and confirmed that the little Taoist nun was the only one. He was a little surprised. Could it be that she came to beg for alms?  "Does Mr. Chen Qingyu live here?" "Yes, this is Mr. Chen's home. Do you have something to do with him?" Luo Ping was even more surprised. He didn't expect that the little Taoist nun came to see Mr. Chen. "  But he just went abroad and will not be able to come back until three months later.¡± The smile on the little Taoist nun¡¯s face froze, and she forgot to close her newly opened mouth, and her eyes were wide open in confusion.  The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind blew it under the eaves, soaking the cloth shoes on the little Taoist nun's feet.  Luo Ping quickly opened the door and invited the little Taoist nun into the house with a smile.  At this time, the little Taoist nun also recovered from her surprise, hesitated, and followed him into the house.  When the little Taoist nun entered the door, Luo Ping saw that she was holding a long and thin object in her hand, tightly wrapped in blue cloth, and it looked a bit like a long sword.  "Is that a sword you are holding?" Luo Ping asked curiously.  The little Taoist nun nodded cautiously, holding the sword tightly in her arms involuntarily.  Because Luo Ping had already walked in front of her, eyes flashing with excitement as he stared at the sword.  "Are you good at swordsmanship? Can you show me your sword?" Facing Luo Ping, who looked eager, the little Taoist nun stiffened and took two steps back involuntarily.  In panic, his feet tripped on the coffee table, and his whole body lost its center of gravity and leaned back.  Luo Ping couldn't help but hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him. Unexpectedly, the little Taoist nun waved the long sword in her hand and pointed it at the wall behind her. Her petite body was like an iron bridge, lying steadily on top of the coffee table, showing that  Excellent flexibility and coordination.  "Bang! Bang -" Luo Ping's hand froze in mid-air.  He stared blankly as the long sword tightly wrapped in blue cloth stabbed Mr. Chen's favorite "Spring Rain Picture".  Watching the glass on the picture frame shatter into pieces falling to the ground.  His heart was also broken The little Taoist nun exerted a little force on her hand, gave a soft drink, and straightened up neatly, with a graceful posture.  Luo Ping woke up from his dream and shouted: "Don't move!" But it was too late. As the sword was drawn out, the picture frame fell heavily to the ground.  Falling apart!  Luo Ping hurriedly ran over and picked up the broken "Spring Rain Picture" among the broken glass on the ground.  Looking at the huge hole in the middle, he felt like crying.  Before Mr. Chen left, he patted his chest and promised to keep everything in this room intact.  However, as soon as he walked away, "Spring Rain" had such a big break.Hole, what should I do?  This is a famous work that Mr. Chen has collected for ten years.  The value is immeasurable!  "What should I do?" Luo Ping was dumbfounded. He didn't even know that his little finger was scratched by the broken glass, and bright red blood fell drop by drop.  "Yes, I'm sorry!" The little Taoist nun also squatted down next to Luo Ping, looking at the painting where she had poked a big hole, her face turned pale, and she said timidly.  Luo Ping was stunned for a while, then suddenly he got angry, "This is Mr. Chen's favorite painting. Just say I'm sorry and it's over?" He had always had a bad temper, so he roared, turned around and glared at the little Taoist nun.  get angry.  But when he saw her pitiful appearance, he suppressed all his anger.  Luo Ping sat on the ground with a weary expression, his mind was in a mess, and he sighed and said: "Forget it, you didn't mean it." For a moment, Luo Ping was so confused that the little Taoist nun was also dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.  The room was extremely quiet, except for the ticking sound of the clock on the wall.  The little Taoist nun looked at the frustrated expression on Luo Ping's face and realized that she had gotten into a big trouble. After hesitating for a while, she took off a pendant from her neck and handed it to Luo Ping.  "I only have this. I heard from my master that it's an antique. I don't know if it's worth it. Just accept it." Luo Ping was stunned for a moment and saw a black jade pendant and a copper coin in the middle of the little Taoist nun's white and delicate palm.  About the same size and simple in style.  He subconsciously took it over. The ink jade pendant was warm in his hands, with the body temperature of the little Taoist nun remaining, and a hint of fragrance came to his nostrils.  Directly above the ink jade is a beast-shaped relief, which is exquisitely carved and lifelike.  In the past few months, under the influence of Mr. Chen, Luo Ping has also gained a little understanding of antiques. He has never seen such animal-shaped patterns.  Immediately, he became very interested, and he carefully rubbed the small black jade pendant with his hand, trying to judge the physical properties of this small piece from the feel.  What he didn¡¯t know was that this black jade pendant was given to the little Taoist nun by her master on her tenth birthday. She has been wearing it close to her chest for the past few years and has never shown it to anyone.  Seeing Luo Ping rubbing it carefully with his hand, the little Taoist nun's cheeks were burning and she was very shy. Then she closed her eyes and face slightly, and softly recited the mind-purifying mantra in her mouth.  Luo Ping didn't notice her appearance. After looking at the front of the pendant, Luo Ping turned it over and looked at the back carefully.  This jade pendant has a simple style, no trace of carving, and a uniform and rich ink color.  Luo Ping once heard Mr. Chen say that black jade is extremely precious nowadays and is priced in grams on the market. Although this square jade pendant is small in size, it is heavy and must be an extremely precious item.  Suddenly, the blood on Luo Ping's little finger was stained on the animal-shaped pattern on the front of the ink jade pendant. Only a corner of the first-born monster was seen, and the red light flashed in the eyes of the glaring monster. Immediately afterwards, the blood on the ink jade pendant also appeared.  Sweep away.  Luo Ping suddenly felt that his little finger was very itchy. When he looked carefully, he saw blood stains on his finger. He thought it was scratched by the glass just now.  "You put it away, I can't accept such a valuable thing." Luo Ping handed the pendant back to the little Taoist nun, picked up the paper towel on the coffee table and wiped the blood on his little finger, but he couldn't find the wound.  The little Taoist nun took the black jade pendant, with a blush remaining on her fair face.  "By the way, why did you come to see Mr. Chen? Why don't you tell me, maybe I can help you." Luo Ping is 1.78 meters tall. He wears a wet white T-shirt and looks particularly strong.  ; The little Taoist nun was petite but wore a large Taoist robe. The two of them were squeezed into the narrow space between the coffee table and the wall, almost leaning against each other.  There is a faint fragrance floating in the air, but it is not the ordinary perfume smell, but a light musk, which makes people feel peaceful.  The little Taoist nun was embarrassed by Luo Ping and felt that she was too close to him. She quickly stood up and said, "I have a letter to give to Mr. Chen Qingyu." "Then give it to me as well. Wait until Mr. Chen comes back.  I'll hand it over to him for you." Luo Ping also stood up, carefully put away the damaged "Spring Rain" and put it aside.  "No, Master said I must hand it over to Mr. Chen Qingyu myself."
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