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Chapter 217 That voice is just too soothing!

Xia Mo had already memorized half of the content in "Rice Cultivation Techniques" when she stopped and handed the brush to Huangfu Qian.

She said, "I'll tell you to keep writing."

“I can’t write if you’re sitting like this,” Huangfu Qian reminded him helplessly.

Xia Mo simply shifted her body slightly, sitting only on one side, so that Huangfu Qian could freely use her right hand to continue writing.

Seeing that Xia Mo had no intention of getting out of his arms, Huangfu Qian didn't say anything more.

Xia Mo opened her mouth and said, "After soaking the millet in water, put it into a special sieve and cover it with a windproof and heat-insulating cloth..."

Huangfu Qian didn't ask any questions. Instead, he picked up his pen and continued writing, following the lines he had written before the end of summer.

Another 45 minutes passed—

Outside the door were Huangfu Qian's confidants, unsure whether to call him for lunch. After all... there were other people in the study besides their master. What if their master was doing something pleasurable? Wouldn't calling him like that be interrupting him?

Interrupting that kind of thing, isn't that a bit inappropriate?

Xia Mo recited all the content he had memorized by rote, gesturing for Huangfu Qian to look at it himself.

Huangfu Qian quickly glanced at the material he had memorized before the end of summer and got a general idea of ​​what was going on.

He was somewhat shocked because he knew the general outline of the situation.

"Didn't you say you were going out to watch the calligraphy sale?" Huangfu Qian's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed imperceptibly, whether he was hiding his shock or something else entirely.

"Do you know what Jiang Taigong fishing is?" Xia Mo chuckled, picked up the pen and paper again, and wrote down the surnames and ages of the six people individually.

"Hmm?" Huangfu Qian asked in a deep, sexy voice.

He knew very well that this was the sound Xia Mo loved to hear.

As expected, Xia Mo squinted her eyes like a cat, and simply used Huangfu Qian's chest as a chair back, leaning against it. Not only did she lean against it, but she also comfortably put her hands behind her head.

Huangfu Qian: "..."

He was used as a chair, and a chair that Xia Mo found comfortable to sit in.

“I deliberately left a little bit of divine energy in my painting,” Xia Mo said.

Huangfu Qian understood, and frowned as he looked at the six names written on the paper.

"This person is already on my list of people under investigation. These five people... I didn't expect that they would also..." Huangfu Qian's mood was complicated, and his complicated emotions naturally showed in his words.

“I obtained my technical books from Master Wan,” Xia Mo gestured with her eyes.

Huangfu Qian said, "He is an agricultural official of this dynasty who specializes in the study of rice cultivation. He devotes himself to calligraphy and painting as well as rice cultivation techniques."

Unexpectedly, people like these are also... beings controlled by invading entities from another world!

This made Huangfu Qian feel somewhat uncomfortable.

“He has some luck,” Xia Mo nodded in agreement, saying, “There’s no need for him to cooperate with that kind of thing.”

Huangfu Qian asked, "I will have someone keep an eye on things."

"Oh, by the way, I made another discovery today."

Xia Mo deliberately turned her head to look at Huangfu Qian, and winked at him playfully.

Huangfu Qianliu possessed a keen sense and could tell that Xia Mo was trying to distract him and prevent him from feeling uncomfortable.

"Oh?"

Huangfu Qian also responded in a cooperative manner.

Xia Mo used her abilities without hesitation, moving an entire set of tea from a nearby table to the desk where she and Huangfu Qian were sitting.

Xia Mo picked up the kettle and poured water into five cups. Then, pointing to the teapot, she said, "The water in the cups is like this. If you want the teapot to know, you have to do it like this."

The use of water at the end of summer alludes to the energy of the live streaming system.

“Passing on messages requires a lot of energy,” Xia Mo poured one-tenth of a cup of water back into the teapot.

“Yes,” Huangfu Qian nodded.

“Look at the arrangement of these cups,” Xia Mo gestured to Huangfu Qian to look at the table.

Huangfu Qian was looking at the top of her head. Although she didn't have eyes on the top of her head, her divine sense covered the entire house. She had already seen all of Huangfu Qian's movements.

“Hmm,” Huangfu Qian naturally shifted his gaze to the teapot and teacups on the table, as if he had only glanced casually at Xia Mo’s head earlier.

“The two cups are close together, but this cup is far away from both of them,” Huangfu Qian said.

"Did you understand?" Xia Mo deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

“This is the main one, so these cups are secondary,” Huangfu Qian frowned.

Xia Mo rolled her eyes and simply said, "Messages! They're not interconnected, so they don't know who they've chosen!"

Huangfu Qian understood and smiled helplessly.

He actually understood, but he pretended not to, deliberately letting Xia Mo say a few more words.

Xia Mo's voice was sweet and crisp, and he loved to listen to it.

"Tsk," Xia Mo rolled her eyes at Huangfu Qian.

Huangfu Qian was more concerned about: "If they realize there is energy they don't know about, will they tell the teapot?"

“Of course,” Xia Mo nodded, deliberately omitting the fact that she had intercepted the signal, and then she stared straight at Huangfu Qian.

Huangfu Qian looked at Xia Mo and said, "I've already sent Jiang Chi to Shangjing to transport the jade. It should take about five more days."

The tacit understanding that the two of them developed without realizing it allowed everything to be understood without words.

Huangfu Qian told Xia Mo that a batch of jade would be arriving, which also meant that he had guessed that she had intercepted the signal.

Xia Mo nodded in satisfaction and said, "Master Wan has had the live streaming system for about thirty years. If you want to find out who was persecuted, you will probably have to go back more than twenty years."

Huangfu Qian said, "He is very smart."

Xia Mo also thought that Master Wan was very smart, and nodded in agreement.

A live streaming system cannot stay with a user for life. Once it has finished using the user, it will detach itself from the host and take the plundered luck and energy back to the main system.

Master Wan has owned the live streaming system for over thirty years and is still alive and well, so there's only one possibility.

Master Wan also had a backup plan, achieving a situation of mutual restraint with the live streaming system.

What was Master Wan's hidden trick?

Both she and Huangfu Qian thought of the person whose luck had been stolen by Master Wan.

Since the person whose luck was plundered by Master Wan was not dead, the live streaming system dared not easily end the transaction with Master Wan, and therefore dared not kill Master Wan directly.

Tut tut...

Xia Mo gently shook her little head, marveling at Master Wan's cleverness.

Master Wan believed he was trading with foreign goods to gain greater profits, but he didn't realize that if the world ceased to exist, what use would those profits be?

“Hmm,” Huangfu Qian’s deep voice sounded again.

Lost in thought, Xia Mo's ear unconsciously pressed against Huangfu Qian's chest. Just through his heart, she heard a deep "hmm." Her expression betrayed her as she swallowed.

At that moment, only one thought echoed in her mind: This voice is just too sweet!