Self-cultivation of a traveler

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"We don't stay overnight." Zhu Yun threw a few hanging Tongbao to a singer, and arrested Yang Ming, but he seemed to wake up, and hugged Zhu Yun with his arms, because he was taller than Zhu Yun, and he was drunk and dead. Seriously, Zhu Yun was almost crushed immediately.

"Fuck! You don't know how to drink and you drink peat!" Zhu Yun complained, carrying him on his shoulders, and stumbled out the door.

"Miss Zhu Yun, you are really interesting." Yang Ming said with a smile in a daze, probably smelling the familiar aura on Zhu Yun.

Zhu Yun was so drunk that he rolled his eyes, and as soon as he went out, he left Yang Ming behind, slapped him several times, and the latter woke up, and looked at Zhu Yun innocently while covering his flushed face.

"Why did you hit me?"

"Get up and go."

"Miss Zhu, you are too rough." Yang Ming complained, and staggered to stand up against the wall. It was already November, and when the cold wind blew outside, Yang Ming shivered.

"Let's go." Zhu Yun is actually a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate. She clearly distinguishes what kind of feelings. She can have no lower limit for the people she loves, as low as dust, but for ordinary friends, she is self-conscious. The sense of responsibility is so low that Yang Ming belongs to the category of ordinary friends. Now in ancient times, everyone’s ideas are quite different from the things they have been in contact with. The only person who can really talk is Anna, so Anna’s existence It is the most precious thing to Zhu Yun. The two of them seem to be the only two people on an isolated island.

At this time, it was almost dark, and it was cold and humid outside. Yang Ming was shivering as he walked. It seemed that he was drunk and woken up by the gun. He couldn't bear it for a while.

"Are you okay? You don't know how to drink and you drink so much?"

"This is hard to turn down."

"It's not enough to drink so much, you are really weak." Zhu Yun laughed and took off the cloak on his body and threw it to Yang Ming.

"Is Miss Zhu good at drinking?"

"In my opinion, your wine is on the same level as soda." Zhu Yun said with a grin. Because of family reasons, she often went out with her father to have dinners since she was a child, and she also practiced her drinking capacity. In fact, she really didn't like it. The wine in ancient times is not as mellow as it is today, let alone as enjoyable as it is in modern times. It is nothing more than drinking a stomach full of water and going to the latrine a few more times.

"Soda? What's that?"

"A drink, sweet and gassy."

"What is gas?"

"...Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

"Ha Chirp!" Yang Ming sneezed heavily, his handsome face turned red.

Zhu Yun stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was hot.

"you caught a cold?"

"Huh? I also feel that something is wrong, and I have no strength in my whole body."

"...Obviously good at martial arts, but suddenly so fragile..."

When he returned to the inn, Yang Ming was in a daze, so Zhu Yun helped him to his own room and asked the innkeeper to boil hot water.

Originally, he just wanted to be a good person and help Yang Ming wipe his body, but when he unbuttoned his clothes, he saw Yang Ming's snow-white skin and the white bandage on his chest.

He thought it was an injury, but when he touched the bandage, the soft touch underneath made Zhu Yun's scalp tingle.

"Damn... girl..." sighed in a low voice, Zhu Yun stretched out his hand to untie Yang Ming's long hair, the long black hair fell on his shoulders, coupled with that flushed face, Zhu Yun was 100% sure that Yang Ming was woman.

"You lied to me for so long... Your second uncle..." Zhu Yun said while helping Yang Ming wipe his body with a hot towel, and asked the waiter for a quilt, covering her tightly before going back to his room.

The next day Yang Ming was woken up by the heat, and found that his shirt had been changed, and the chest wrap had been taken away. Knowing that his secret had been discovered by Zhu Yun, he couldn't help being a little ashamed.

"You're awake, Miss Yang." Zhu Yun opened the door and came in and saw Yang Ming sitting on the bed in a daze, and greeted her with a smirk. When we met for the first time, Yang Ming satirized her as a man dressed as a woman, and now it's her turn.

"You, you..." Yang Ming blushed when he saw Zhu Yun's smirk, and you were speechless for a long time.

"Please don't think that I'm deliberately exposing you. If you didn't catch the cold, I wouldn't bother to talk to you." Zhu Yun said and put the medicine in his hand on the table.

"thanks…"

"Also, who are you, why are you following me?" Zhu Yun, who had been turning his back to Yang Ming, turned his head at this moment, pointing at her with Yang Ming's horizontal knife in his hand, with a stern expression on his face.

"What are you doing?!"

"It should be what you want to do? Don't think I'm a fool. You first approached me before I entered the city, and then pretended to save me in the city. Now I find out that you are a woman. What are you going to do? ?"

"...Hmph, if the white cage didn't ask me to be by your side to protect you, do you think I want to be by your side?"

"White?"

"Bai Yiyi is the cage owner of the water spirit cage. She feels that she has done too much with you and Ms. An. She is responsible for protecting your safety when you suddenly go down the mountain."

"That's it..." Zhu Yun remembered that Bai Yiyi and Liu Sheng had indeed reconciled in the few days before she left the mountain, but although Bai Yiyi caused her to leave the mountain, it was not entirely her fault. It was only then that she realized that she and Anna had no one to rely on in ancient times, but could only rely on each other. Because Anna came two years earlier, although she learned a lot of ancient knowledge, she has suffered too much and now she doesn’t want to see people. She just wants to live in seclusion, but even if she lives in seclusion , there will still be troubles coming to the door, so Zhu Yun can only rely on himself to protect the life Anna wants, so she wants to go down the mountain to seek to learn a skill.

Zhu Yun lost his mind for a moment, and the horizontal knife in his hand was immediately snatched away by Yang Ming, and the knife he pointed at Yang Ming just now was now horizontally on his neck.

"You don't think you can threaten me, do you, little girl?" Yang Ming put the knife on Zhu Yun's neck, revealing his murderous aura. The originally handsome face was slightly reddened by the fact that the fever had just subsided, and the scattered black hair made the current She actually gave me a touch of charm.

"Put the knife away." Zhu Yun was not frightened by her at all, and pushed her hand away calmly, "If you don't really want to kill me, don't do such meaningless things."

"I can't see it all the time, but your mind is very clear." Yang Ming put away the knife and straightened his clothes, "By the way, my real name is Yang Mingting."

"Drink the medicine." Zhu Yun said absent-mindedly, patted the dust off his body, and walked to the window. It was already very lively outside, with various hawkers hawking, and bustling crowds, which was a scene she couldn't see on the mountain.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" Yang Mingting asked strangely seeing her strange expression.

"I probably know what's going on, I don't care about the details." Zhu Yun leaned against the window, "I just don't know if she's okay, it's getting cold."

"...are you thinking about Miss Ann?"

"Well, I don't know how she is. It should be snowing here..." Zhu Yun looked outside listlessly and said that she had been down the mountain for two months. Difficult, the function of women in ancient times was just to be husband and wife, and there was no place for them to settle down. Although a man disguised himself as a woman, his overly feminine voice really couldn't keep her from showing off. For so many days, Zhu Yun's only feeling was that I am too useless.

"You...are sisters?"

"Her surname is An, and my surname is Zhu. How can they be sisters?"

"She treats you well?"

"Well, if it weren't for her, I would have died a long time ago if I was so overconfident. There are too many unknown things in this era. If you are not careful, you may be doomed."