Zhu He

Qing Lang heard movement from inside from a distance across the courtyard, so he opened the door curiously, and saw Chang Jiaci standing at the table washing his face.

"Ah, you finally woke up!" Qing Lang said.

Chang Jiaci still had a dazed look on his face, and he scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Am I drunk?"

"Yes, you're not only drunk, you're also in a coma!"

"How many days have I slept?"

Qing Lang said: "Five days!"

"It's been so long?!" Jiaci was surprised.

Qing Lang snorted, and came over like an older brother to straighten Jia Ci's messy clothes: "Yes, the sect master has visited you twice, and you are like a dead pig."

"Then is my master angry?" Jiaci was nervous.

Qing Lang shook his head with a smile: "You were punished to shut yourself up and think about it for a few days, but you're fine, you all fell asleep."

"Then where is Master now? I, I'm going to confess to him..." Jiaci turned pale when he heard that.

Qinglang said: "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you, the sect master didn't blame you, don't worry."

"really?"

"Well, the door master has been very busy these two days, where is the time to spare?" Qing Lang straightened Jiaci's hair again, "You don't know how lively the door is during the few days when you are asleep."

Jiaci obediently let him do it: "What happened?"

Qinglang rolled up Jiaci's temple hair, looked closely at his face suddenly, and muttered: "It really looks like...but it really doesn't look like..."

Jiaci was confused by his sizing up.

Facing the pure eyes of the person in front of him, Qing Lang told the other party all the recent ups and downs, and described Hua Fu's existence, especially in his resemblance to Jia Ci.

"If I hadn't seen you here all the time, I would have thought he was you pretending to be."

"Is it really that similar? But didn't you say he's good-looking?" Jiaci blinked, "I'm not good-looking."

Qinglang frowned: "He's good-looking...but he's evil, he doesn't look like a good person. Oh, I can't tell, I'm confused, you don't look like, not at all."

"Where does that person live now?" Jiaci asked.

"He lives in the Ministry of the Moon," Qing Lang hurriedly told after finishing speaking, "Hey, don't go to him, you have accepted your curiosity, that person has a bad temper, if he doesn't like you, you will take it. And if you go, you won’t see anyone, and if he doesn’t come out, you won’t see outsiders.

"Does the sect master think we look like us?" Jiaci thought for a while and asked seriously.

Qing Lang paused for a moment, he should have answered "How can I know what the sect master thinks as a servant", but this time Qing Lang shook his head affirmatively.

Although he only looked at the man in red from a distance on the first day of his introduction, but he has been by Dong Qinghe's side for so many years, and Qing Lang still understands the temper of the sect master. At that time, his overly revealing eyes, Let Qing Lang remember deeply.

But Qinglang won't tell Jiaci, it's better for him not to meddle in this matter, Qinglang just said: "The sect master has excellent eyesight, so naturally he can distinguish much more clearly than us."

Seeing that Chang Jiaci was still tilting his head in amazement, Qing Lang changed the subject and asked, "Would you like to go to Yuanqiao Pavilion to borrow books later?"

Jia Ci shook his head: "I'm going to the Ministry of Water to see Yu Miao."

Speaking of this person, Qing Lang asked: "Is it the little disciple who got drunk with you? He is not in the Ministry of Water now."

Jiaci was puzzled: "Where is he?"

Qing Lang: "He has arrived at Chenbu."

Jiaci's eyes lit up: "Chen Department? Where is the armory in the door? Did he worship a new master?" Didn't he say there was no one last time?

"That's right, it's there, but..." Qing Lang showed sympathy, "He offended Elder Murong, so he probably won't be able to become a teacher. It's true that he would jump into another pit and continue to suffer."

Jiaci frowned upon hearing this.

Qing Lang thought he was too worried, so he patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "Help if you can, and don't force yourself if you can't. Elder Murong still has a sense of proportion. If he gets angry, he will probably be let back. He If you don't know how to forge swords, it's useless to stay there."

"Hmm... I know." Jiaci replied with a grateful smile.

After Qinglang left, Chang Jiaci also left Pianshiju, but he couldn't fly, just like the night he wandered around when he first came here, he could only walk on two legs, but this time his identity was different, All the way was aboveboard, no one would stop me wherever I went to Qinghemen.

Many disciples came to say hello when they saw him on the road, but the gazes that fell on Jiaci were more complicated than those at the banquet that day. Chang Jiaci knew that it was because of the demon cultivator named Huafu, if it wasn't for These people don't want to do something to them blatantly, they probably want to come up and try if they are a Xibei product colluding with foreign enemies.

Chang Jiaci pondered all the way, and walked all the way for a long time. When he came to the back room of the Ministry of Water, he saw a person in the distance, and Chang Jiaci suddenly stopped in his tracks.

That man was squatting at the river where Chang Jiaci had met Nan Gui to wash his clothes, when he felt the aura of a stranger behind him, the man suddenly turned his head and glared at him sharply!

She didn't wear a veil this time, only to see that the face was indeed full of dimples, the under eyes, the wings of the nose, and the chin, one by one, deep and weather-beaten.

Chang Jiaci looked surprised, and said nervously: "Holding, I'm sorry... I was just passing by. I wanted to go to Chenbu. I didn't know there was anyone here. I... I used to wash clothes here..."

The woman didn't want to listen to his explanation, so she just said "Get out" coldly and turned her head away.

After waiting for a while, when he turned around, he saw the swarthy boy still standing there, staring blankly at him, and the woman narrowed her eyes at him impatiently.

Chang Jiaci took a step back in fear, making people think he was going to run away, but he hesitated for a moment, then stared at the woman's movements and said, "Don't rub your hands, the water is so cold..."

Under the inexplicable gaze of the woman, Jiaci looked left and right, and suddenly ran to a weed, pulled out a thick wooden stick from it, and hugged it with a smile.However, meeting the woman's chilling gaze, he paused suddenly, and only cautiously stretched out his hand.

"Use, use this..."

The woman didn't move, but Jiaci took the courage to get closer.

There was a flattering and nervous smile on his face, the woman scrutinized for a long time, and finally stretched out her hand.

Seeing that the person accepted his kindness, Jiaci smiled and rolled his eyes, and did not dare to go over, just squatted down on the spot, silently watching the other person wash his clothes.

After washing for a while, the woman suddenly asked coldly: "What do you want to do?" Her voice was bright and hoarse, but with a forked and shrill feeling, it was very unpleasant.

A sad look flashed across Chang Jiaci's eyes, and he laughed again immediately: "I just haven't seen people doing laundry for a long time."

Seeing the woman's doubts, Jiaci said: "Actually, I came from the human world. Every household in our place used to be like this, but here, no one is like this..."

The woman was startled, but still didn't answer his words.

Jiaci didn't care, and continued: "I, an older sister lives next door to our village...I wash clothes for her younger brother every day. I heard that their family used to live in the capital and had food and clothing. His business failed, and all his relatives died, leaving only the two siblings. The elder sister was originally a golden lady, but for the younger brother, she did all kinds of hard work, but she still didn't have a good life. That brother is so useless..."

Thinking of something, Chang Jiaci smiled, with some disdain in his smile.

The wooden stick in the woman's hand was still beating up and down, and she seemed not in the mood to listen to Chang Jiaci's nonsense.

Chang Jiaci stared stupidly for a while, then asked: "Other people don't need to wash their clothes. I heard that they have cultivation bases to protect their bodies, so their clothes don't get dirty. Besides, there are servants..."

He thought the woman would ignore him this time, but after waiting for a while, the woman said two words.

"waste."

"What?" Jiaci was at a loss.

"What a waste to do this kind of thing with cultivation base..." As for having a servant to serve him?The woman just snorted coldly and said no more.

Chang Jiaci stayed there, even if Qingyi Qingyue and the others couldn't fight too hard with their cultivation, they couldn't toss too high a cloud, but it was more than enough to wash clothes and do work.And the woman in front of her, who doesn't look like an ordinary monk at first glance, is actually reluctant to clear her clothes?

It sounded too stingy, but when Jiaci's eyes fell on the wrinkles on the other person's face, he felt that maybe it wasn't so, the more he thought about it, the more his expression sank.

The woman's clothes had been washed, she put the stick aside, picked up the tub and stood up.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Chang Jiaci immediately got up, followed her two steps step by step, and was immediately stared at with disgust.

Chang Jiaci immediately stopped moving, but still asked cheekily: "Can I still come to see you washing clothes in the future?"

Seeing the woman frowning, Jiaci said again: "I, I'm just a little... homesick."

The woman didn't respond, but she didn't object either. She just glanced at the other party lightly, as if she couldn't understand Chang Jiaci's hopeless appearance, and then walked forward.

Jia Ci raised his voice and asked, "You...what do you call my sister?"

The woman had gone away, and Jiaci's doubts were scattered in all directions.Facing the hazy back of the other party, he clenched his teeth in frustration.At this time, a gust of cool wind suddenly blew past my ears, bringing a female voice that seemed to be there.

"Si..."

Chang Jiaci was startled when he heard it, and slowly opened the corners of his mouth, he was obviously smiling, but looked like he was crying...