Washing powder [Comprehensive martial arts]

The yard was fairly quiet, walking all the way in, Yu Man could hear someone talking in the nearby room, but she didn't see a single person on the road.

Zhou Zhiruo pulled Yu Man to walk in, her pace was fast but not chaotic. When she opened the door and two people squeezed in, Yu Man could clearly feel that Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Ms. Zhou is under pressure to help, Yu Man thought, after all, for someone with unknown background like her, Master Miejue would frown when he saw her, but Emei would not welcome her.

However, why do you have to change clothes on Emei's territory?How nice to just give her the clothes.

Zhou Zhiruo closed the door and said to Yu Man in a low voice, "The clothes are at the bedside."

The moon white dress at the head of the bed was neatly folded, Yu Man lowered her head and unbuttoned her belt, when she suddenly saw Zhou Zhiruo approaching, her hands froze, puzzled.

Although the other party was a girl, even though she only needed to change her clothes and didn't need to take off her clothes, it was still embarrassing to be watched from such a close distance.

"Do you need my help?" Zhou Zhiruo asked.

"Ah?" Yu Man was surprised, and stammered, "No, no need..."

She is not a three-year-old child, she has all her hands and feet, just changing clothes, she doesn't need someone to help her.

Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Song was worried that you might not be used to the clothes, so he asked me to take care of you."

Yu Man froze for a moment, then suddenly realized that it was like this.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu was quite thoughtful, afraid that she would not be able to wear Han clothes, and asked Zhou Zhiruo to take care of her.

Yu Man took off her outer shirt three times and twice, as if eager to prove something, she hastily put the moon white dress on the bedside over her body, saying "I'm used to it" repeatedly.

Infected by Yu Man's strange accent, Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful face became more smiling. She turned around and walked to the window to avoid it, casually gossiping, "Miss Yang, you are a Persian..."

"I'm not Persian." Yu Man straightened her skirt and replied, "I'm Han, but I went to Persia when I was young."

Zhou Zhiruo was not surprised by this, Yu Man's facial features were there, it was far-fetched to say she was a mixed race.

"where are you from?"

Yu Man recalled, "I lived in Hanzhong before I was four years old, so I should be considered a Hanzhong native."

After she was four years old, her mother made up her mind to leave Emei, so she took her away from Hanzhong and moved to a desolate place, hoping to completely cut off from the turmoil of the rivers and lakes.

"I'm also from Hanzhong." Zhou Zhiruo murmured in a low voice, her face beaming with joy.

Thinking of my hometown and my father who died on the Hanshui River, my eyes turned red.She hurriedly lowered her eyes to cover it up, rummaged around and found a furoshiki, and helped Yu Man wrap up the clothes she had changed.

"So, we're from the same hometown? Sister Zhou." Yu Man jumped over and took Zhou Zhiruo's arm, her eyes bent into two crescents, and she smiled cheerfully.

"Yes." Zhou Zhiruo responded lightly with mixed feelings.

As if she wanted to get to know Yu Man again, she looked at him with watery eyes, and finally, she gathered Yu Man's black hair hanging from her chest to her shoulders.

"Come on, let me tie up your hair for you." She said softly, then pushed Yu Man to the table and sat down.

Yu Man's hairstyle is very Persian style, which doesn't match the subtle and elegant dress she just put on.

Taking off the jewelry, Zhou Zhiruo stood behind Yu Man, and slowly combed her black hair, "My family lives by the Hanshui River, how about you?"

This made Yu Man stop asking, she tried her best to search her memory for details about her place of birth, so hard that she almost pulled the gemstone off the hairpin.

"It's a small village, I don't remember what it's called." Yu Man said distressedly.

"You were still young when you left home, so it's normal not to remember." Zhou Zhiruo stroked Yu Man's temples gently, and sighed softly: "It's me, I almost can't remember what Hanshui looked like."

Yu Man heard the sadness in the words, "Sister Zhou, you can go back and have a look."

After being silent for a long time, the movement of the head did not stop, Yu Man stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, and was about to change the subject when the person behind her spoke again.

"I won't go back, it's okay to forget."

There are only graves in my hometown, and there are no people. Forget it, it’s okay.

....................

It was dark and night was coming.

The bun was combed, and there was no mirror in the room. Zhou Zhiruo lit a lamp, hoping that Yu Man would take a picture of the washbasin filled with water, but when she went over to look, she remembered that she had poured out the water in the washbasin.

Helpless, he had no choice but to hold Yu Man's hand and smile wryly, "Sister Yang, I'm average in craftsmanship, but I'm definitely not ugly."

"Sister Zhou, don't be modest, I'm sure I'm as beautiful as a fairy now."

"You are naturally beautiful, and you are a fairy girl without dressing up." Zhou Zhiruo joked in a low voice, and at the same time blew out the lamp that had just been lit, and listened to the movement outside.

Find the right opportunity, open the door, leave and close the door, all in one go.

It's just that luck was not as good as when I came here, and Ding Minjun bumped into me after going out three or four houses.

"Senior Sister Ding." Zhou Zhiruo said hello.

Yu Man didn't make a sound, she lowered her eyes and didn't look around.

"Junior Sister Zhou came just in time, come with me to the front yard..." Ding Minjun suddenly stopped talking, squinted at Yu Man, "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

I've seen it before, you mistook me for Zishan Dragon King this afternoon, did you forget it so quickly?Yu Man pouted secretly.

"Senior Sister Ding, entrusted by Senior Brother Wudang Song, lend me my room to change clothes for this girl."

"Wudang? Brother Song?" Ding Minjun became more sharp, and said in a dark voice: "You are so affectionate. If you don't know, you may think that we have a strong relationship between Emei and Wudang."

Zhou Zhiruo listened quietly, without any rebuttal, nor any expression of shame or indignation, she was very calm.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Only Song Qingshu's words are effective, and I, a senior sister, can't help you?" Ding Minjun pressed every sentence.

This dead woman came as soon as she opened her mouth. She is so proficient in bullying her classmates. Did she bully her mother like this before?Yu Man had doubts in her heart.

The one surnamed Ding must have bullied his mother a lot.

"Go straight and turn right, I won't see you off." Zhou Zhiruo instructed Yu Man in a low voice.

"Sister Zhou, I have caused you trouble." Yu Man felt very sorry.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and smiled at her.

Not wanting to make trouble again, Yu Man quickly left the same way, and there was a figure wandering outside the earthen wall of the courtyard.

Only one person came out, and the second one behind was not seen. Song Qingshu was wondering, when Yu Man approached, he took a look under the moonlight that had just risen, and was stunned for a moment.

"Song Shaoxia, sister Zhou was called away by her senior sister." Yu Man said sullenly, "Ding Minjun bumped into her when she came out, and sister Zhou was scolded..."

"Miss Yang?" Song Qingshu called out suddenly, as if he didn't listen to Yu Man's words at all.

Yu Man shut up, tilted her head and looked at Song Qingshu, waiting for his consent.

"It's really you." Song Qingshu marveled, and murmured, "I almost didn't recognize you."

Who would have thought that the bright and enthusiastic Persian girl would transform into a hibiscus flower, like a fairy in the dust.

Hearing what he said, Yu Man felt a little unconfident. She stretched the hem of her clothes and touched her bun again, "Does it look good, or is it ugly?"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then said sincerely: "It looks good, it has always been good-looking."

Reassured, Yu Man put down her hands and said seriously: "I can be as good-looking as I am now, thanks to you and Sister Zhou."

"Oh?"

"Because of you, I met Sister Zhou. Sister Zhou gave me clothes and combed my hair."

Song Qingshu found it interesting and was about to speak when suddenly there was a commotion nearby, followed by the sound of sword clashes. The place where the dispute should have occurred was the front yard of Emei's residence.

After listening intently for a moment, Song Qingshu looked serious, hurriedly dropped a word, and fled to the wall.

"I'll go and have a look, Miss Yang, hurry up, it's not suitable to stay here for long."

The powerful enemy's attack was premeditated, and the Emei faction was a little embarrassed to deal with it for the time being.Miejue Shitai's face was as black as ink, and he was fierce, holding the Yitian sword and fighting with the three of them on the roof.

"Wudang Song Qingshu, waiting for the master's order!"

As soon as this remark came out, the field was still chaotic, but the atmosphere had quietly changed.

They all thought that Wudang came to help, and Song Qingshu would take the lead, but they didn't know that Song Qingshu was the only one.

"The thieves in front of me will kill each one they see." Miejue Shitai said coldly.

"Okay!" Song Qingshu shouted, brandishing his sword to rush into the battlefield.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure approaching slowly, which made him stop.

"Miss Yang, why are you here?" Didn't I tell you to leave quickly.

"I..." Being caught by Song Qingshu, Yu Man immediately stuck to the wall and said lazily, "It's getting dark, I don't remember the way."

One is that I don’t remember the way, and the other is that I want to join in the fun.