[Comprehensive martial arts] Qin Xiu Muke

In fact, Mu Ke also vaguely discovered that the world now is very different from the world she lived in before.

The specific places where it is reflected are eating, changing clothes, and combing hair.

In the past years, as long as you wear a piece of jewelry, your hair will naturally be combed into a corresponding style, which is very convenient.

But after arriving here, it takes a lot of time to freshen up and dress up every day.

During the days in Baiyun City, Mu Ke was surrounded by such an ingenious girl as Feng Jian, so she never had to worry about dressing herself.

After leaving Feixian Island, it was a hasty ponytail.

But a beauty is a beauty after all, even if she wears a sack on the street, some people will praise her: It is really a beautiful sack.

……

In the early morning of the second day, the monk found a wooden comb from nowhere, and when his brows and eyes were lowered, there was a soft light.

"Before I leave, I want to comb your back for you."

Mu Ke looked at her messy hair rolled on the straw, and nodded without hesitation.

He sat upright with his back to the monk, so he didn't see the tenderness and joy in the monk's eyes.

Such a good girl communicated with him in this way, and those unrealistic feelings of distortion finally disappeared when she held Mu Ke's cool hair.

Comb to the end.

Two combs of white hair and eyebrows.

She murmured the lingering words silently in her heart, and Wuhua carefully twisted the broken hair off the wooden comb, and put it into her bosom.

The monk knows everything, and even learned a few simple hairstyles for his daughter's family. The pink and white hairband is tied behind the head, which only adds a touch of coquettishness.

Mu Ke turned around and said excitedly: "How is it? Does it look good?"

After saying that, he directly pointed his head towards the monk's clear eyes, as if he wanted to use his eyes as a mirror.

Wuhua's breath was stagnant, and the face of the beauty who was very close was only a thin line away from him.So close that his nostrils are filled with the unique fragrance of his daughter's house...

So close, it seemed that as long as he moved, he could cover the girl's lips.

But he didn't do that after all, because the girl quickly backed away.

After all, a pair of eyes is no match for the surface of a mirror, and the shadows cannot be seen clearly.

"Does it look good?!"

The girl asked again, Wuhua's throat choked up, and she said in a hoarse voice: "You look good, you look good no matter what."

But I began to regret it in my heart, how many people would look at such a good-looking girl without him by her side?

But the time has come for parting.

Mu Ke led the red horse, and when she looked at him, there was still a lingering sense of loss in her eyes.

"You are a good monk, don't kill people casually anymore."

If she was buried with relatives and friends, she would not be there at that time. If the monk was buried for several days and nights by guarding the corpse, he would be so incapacitated that he should not cry every day, and he would cry without crying.

The monk pondered without speaking.

Only now did he really understand that the story about Wuhua that the girl said a few days ago was really just a story.

Otherwise, she would not still think that Wu Hua is a good monk.

The Xin Mi that Mu Ke heard from who knows is just an illusory story in her eyes. Coincidentally, the monk in that story is also named Wu Hua.

The monk lowered his eyes, but what he was thinking in his heart was, then let those secret things become a story forever.

A monk, in the eyes of a girl, will always be a good monk.

The corner of Mu Ke's pink clothes is right in front of him, within reach.

Wuhua's fingers hanging by her side curled up slightly, but at this moment, Mu Ke's clothes flew up and got on the horse, looking back with a look of hope.

"Master, take care!"

The red horse gave a long cry, and stepped into the world of mortals, leaving only the girl's back without flowers.

The monk watched as Mu Ke's figure disappeared, then he looked away, started his lightness kung fu, and flew towards another branch road, with light steps, as if crossing the river with a reed.

What Ye Gucheng said was indeed correct. It is winter in the Central Plains, and the closer it is to Yangzhou, the colder it becomes.

The fox fur cloak that was in the bag finally came into play.

Covering her whole body under a fluffy cloak, only her little face was reddened by the cold, she was the only one who was as beautiful as a peach or plum in the snow.

Yangzhou was all in the ruler, and there was a heavy snowfall in the city, Mu Ke stood outside the city gate with an umbrella named Cuckoo Red, but suddenly became timid.

Yangzhou, which she has been thinking about so much, is already in front of her eyes, but she can't take a step forward.

Mu Ke stopped, and the passers-by also stopped, and soon saw a large crowd of people gathered in front of the city gate.

At such a time, Mu Ke no longer cared about being timid or timid, stepped on her foot, and leaped up to the top of the city in a light footstep.

In the exclamation of the crowd, it finally disappeared.

It wasn't until today that Mu Ke realized how troublesome her face was.

Finding a scarf from the backpack to cover his face, Mu Ke found an inn in the city and stayed in it.

She sat by the open window, a heart beating wildly.

It turns out that Yangzhou City in reality does not have peach blossoms that bloom all year round...

It turns out that snow falls in Yangzhou City!

Only now did she realize that she had really left Datang, came to this world, and came to the world where Sister Hua and Master Jun lived!

Eyes full of ecstasy, she jumped down from the window and stepped into the semi-enclosed backyard of the inn.

Under the feet is the soft white snow, the girl picked up countless snow balls, threw them up, scattered them, threw them up, scattered them, and repeated this countless times.

Finally, the first smile in her lifetime slowly bloomed on her face.

"I'm in Yangzhou!"

"Nan Ke, I'm in Yangzhou!"

"I'm here to find you!"

After speaking, there was another burst of hearty laughter. At this time, the girl's eyes were not just a pair of eyes, they were the hot and bright sun.

Huamanlou heard the commotion and opened the window from the small building. Before he could ask, he was thrown face-to-face with snow.

The coldness hit him, and he flinched a bit. Just as he was about to retreat into the building, there was another burst of clear laughter in his ears.

The girl's laughter is so hearty, chic and unrestrained, free and unrestrained.It seems that all the troubles in the world can be solved in front of this laughter.

So, the blind young master also laughed, and stopped with a small smile.

The girl finally stopped, and after sensing the breath of others, she turned her head to look, and the first thing she saw was the snow-covered young master who was "looking" at her with a smile.

Mu Ke blinked blankly, and finally said in doubt: "The snow on your head, could it be that I made it...?"

Presumably she was so complacent that she didn't even know that she accidentally injured others when she was making snow.

I hope, this good-looking son, don't blame her too much.

Naturally, Hua Man Lou would not blame Mu Ke, not only did she not blame her, but also invited her upstairs for a cup of hot tea.

The girl has not yet come out of the excitement of first arriving in Yangzhou, she sat on the small building, feeling the warmth of the palms, and chatted a lot with the smiling young man.

She told the young master that it turned out that it was snowing in Yangzhou, and it looked like the top of the pure sun, covered with snow for thousands of miles.

The young master doesn't know where Chunyang is, what's more, because of blindness, he has never seen the snow scene of Yangzhou since he was seven years old.

But from the girl's few words of description, a beautiful picture rolls out in the son's mind.

The girl had a great time talking, and Hua Manlou listened with joy, and when she came to her senses, an hour had passed before she knew it.

The girl looked at the dark night, and finally remembered to leave.

"I, I have to go..."

The girl got up, and the young man also got up.

In the dark room, Mu Ke hesitated for a moment, took out a torch and lit the oil lamp in the room.

"Can't you see..."

No matter how dull Mu Ke was, he also noticed the strangeness of the person in front of him.

He has a pair of beautiful black eyes, gentle and quiet, like a spring night.

But often slack and unable to focus.

The young master responded with a smile.

"you caught me……"

There was no trace of unwillingness or loss in his words, and they were still as gentle as before.

Mu Ke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he hadn't been stabbed by the scar, and then frowned and asked, "You live alone?"

The young master always answered her questions without asking why, and his good temper made Mu Ke even more worried.

"I live in the inn next door, rounding up we are considered neighbors, I'm afraid we'll be bothering you all the time in the future."

Hua Manlou lives alone in a small building. Apart from tending flowers and plants, he "reads" and writes.

If one day Lu Xiaofeng came, his small building would be lively for three days, and after three days, it would be quiet again.

Everyone knows that there is a good-natured playboy living in the small building. When passing by the small building, he will even secretly pick a flower or two, hide it and take it away.

Huamanlou also said that this small building is always open to the world.

But except for the cornered Jianghu people who are fleeing for their lives, few people set foot here.

He has a sunny nature and rarely complains, but there is a chattering girl in the building, which is much better than the coldness of a room in the past.

Naturally, you can't ask for it.

Mu Ke got the answer and left happily.

Only the blind young master was left sitting on the small building, feeling the dimness brought by the indoor oil lamp with a smile.

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感谢在2020-01-0822:30:09~2020-01-1000:16:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 cloud suction knife;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of cloud suction knife;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!