A few days had passed.
During this period, Qin Jing told him that he had bought the house next to Ninth Uncle's house and was about to move out.
Although Old Master Ren and Tingting were against Qin Jing's decision to move out, Qin Jing had already made up his mind. How could he change it so easily?
Even if the other party was willing to live under someone else's roof, Qin Jing, as a guest, was still uncomfortable.
Especially at night, when Xiao Yu was also there, there was really no other way.
No matter how shameless Qin Jing was, he couldn't do those things with other women in someone else's house.
Therefore, it was imperative to move out.
Because it was a mortuary, it was very taboo. No one lived next door to Ninth Uncle's house. Those houses were empty and cheap. After finding the previous owner, the other party happily sold the house to him.
In fact, Qin Jing valued the place that Xiao Yu had conjured with a spell. The layout and courtyard there were almost excellent. If the environment was really restored, it would definitely be pleasing to the eye.
But the most fatal thing was the distance.
That place was too far away from Fu Yi Hall and the Ren Residence. There were no other houses in the remote area. He didn't even know what had happened. It was obviously inappropriate.
Although this place wasn't too big, it wasn't small either. Although the scale of the residence was far from the Ren residence, Qin Jing did not have too many requirements for people to live in.
After all, it was useless to grow up. He was just living alone. At most, there would be a ghost.
Qin Jing got someone to renovate it and gave some important instructions. Although the house was not big, as a home in this world, he had to set it up according to his own ideas.
It was best to set it up in the 1st century.
However, it would take some time before the renovation. Qin Jing had no choice but to stay in the Ren residence for the time being. There was nothing he could do about it.
These
days, Tingting kept running to Ninth Uncle's house. What surprised Qin Jing was that she actually wanted to learn Taoism.
He really couldn't figure out what kind of Taoist skills he had learned for no reason.
Of course, it was obvious that Ninth Uncle had the same thoughts as Qin Jing. Ninth Uncle also rejected him directly.
Although he had a rich daughter as his disciple and his income was guaranteed, Ninth Uncle was satisfied as long as he had enough money to spend. His principle was still above money.
Although Maoshan had no rule of not accepting female disciples, and he even had a female junior sister, Ninth Uncle had never thought of accepting female disciples personally.
On the one hand, it was really inconvenient. On the other hand, he had no intention of teaching anyone else. Moreover, Tingting was already 18 years old. No matter how one looked at it, it was too late to teach now. If she only wanted to learn Taoism all day long, wouldn't she be delaying her marriage!
Most importantly, if Tingting stayed here, his two disciples would probably not have the mood to learn anymore. He knew those two brats too well.
Qiu Sheng was talented, but he didn't work hard. He spent all his time in women's nests. He didn't have talent in literature, so he was just like that when he worked hard.
He was really afraid that if he were to teach another one, his life would be shortened.
Looking at Tingting who was a little unhappy, Qin Jing could not say anything to her.
"Tingting, why haven't you been teaching others how to put on makeup recently?”After some thought, Qin Jing, who was standing by the stairs, walked to her side.
Tingting sat at the table with her chin in her palm and her beautiful face in her hands. Her wooden eyes were looking at the door in front of her, and no one knew what she was thinking.
When he heard the voice, his body trembled and he hurriedly raised his head. Only then did he realize that Qin Jing had already arrived beside him.
"Brother Qin?"
Tingting opened her beautiful eyes and looked at him in confusion. Clearly, he hadn't heard what Qin Jing had said earlier.
Looking down at Tingting who was sitting in front of him, Qin Jing reached out and tapped her forehead. Looking at her flustered eyelashes and slightly trembling eyes, Qin Jing's lips curled into a smile.
"Tingting, have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?”Qin Jing asked.
What do you want to do? The future?
Tingting was stunned. She looked up at Qin Jing's thin lips, feeling a little puzzled.
Why did he suddenly ask this?
"Think about it carefully and be serious.”Seeing that Tingting was not thinking carefully, Qin Jing repeated.
Seeing Tingting gradually fall into silence, Qin Jing continued,"Your thoughts before this and your thoughts recently. Which one do you like, which one do you want? Which one are you willing to persist in? Which one are you willing to persist in? Even if you're old and can't walk anymore in the future, you'll still like it…Now, look at your own heart clearly.”
After a long time.
"Tell me, what do you want?”Qin Jing's tone was both heavy and heavy. He slowly explained and guided. In the end, his voice was extremely heavy and he completely pulled away the barrier that covered his eyes.
Everything seemed to be completely clear.
"I, understand…"
Tingting slowly opened her eyes. Her pair of crystal clear eyes, which were like autumn water, tightened. She lifted her fair and charming face, and her gaze was fixed on Qin Jing's face. A determined expression gradually appeared on her face.
Did he finally understand? Qin Jing smiled.
"I understand. No matter what happens in the future, I will…marry you!”Under Qin Jing's guidance, Tingting seemed to have completely strengthened the confusion in her heart and truly let go of her heart.
It wasn't big, but it was an unusually firm declaration as it told Qin Jing who was in front of him.
Facing Qin Jing's gaze, her fair and serious face stubbornly did not shy away again, as if to prove the determination in her heart.
Silence, a long silence.
Qin Jing was silent for a long time. He resisted the urge to keep twitching because of this super unexpected and completely nonsensical answer. The corners of his mouth moved as he calmed down the river of his heart that had been turned upside down.
"Then you, work hard."
Qin Jing forced out a sentence that he didn't even know what he meant.
"
Ouch!"
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump ~~~
The sound of something rolling down the stairs behind him could be heard.
That familiar voice…
Qin Jing was a little stiff. He turned his head back forcefully. In front of him, the female ghost with disheveled hair was sitting on the stairs with her feet wide open. Her white pajamas were unwillingly pulled up to her waist, revealing her fair skin. She had a pair of long and slender legs, and she wasn't wearing any pants at all. His body was facing Qin Jing.
Rubbing her aching waist, Xiaoyu, who was about to get up, suddenly felt a gaze from the front. She looked up and saw Qin Jing staring at her waist.
With a whoosh, Xiao Yu's legs were wide open.
"Puff!"
In front of him, several black lines were drawn.
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