[Comprehensive Martial Arts] When saving the world, I always get people wrong

Ding Ziming, who was carried with him, immediately shuddered when he heard the familiar voice. Of course, he shuddered in the form of a handkerchief.He kept twisting his body, he was more excited than the most famous girl in the most famous Flower Lane on this street seeing the richest guest, if he hadn't been too tight by others, he would definitely fly to Qi Zhu without hesitation .

benefactor!Help, even a handkerchief is life-threatening.

Qi Zhu stared at the waist of Jin Lingzhi, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.It seems that the situation is much better than he thought. Before he could find a body for this wandering soul, he flew to an unknown time and space.

Unexpectedly, this only vitality is so tenacious that it is attached to a handkerchief.

Ding Ziming twisted his body crazily, look at me, look at me, look at me quickly?

Yuan Suiyun couldn't see it, but his perception was really strong. This handkerchief...why is it shaking against the wind?

Jin Lingzhi didn't care so much, worried that the handkerchief would be blown away by the wind, so he took it off and put it in his arms.

Ding Ziming stopped struggling and shaking: it's so big and soft.

As soon as the golden ganoderma appeared, Ruan Qingyu had already discovered the existence of Ding Ziming. He was originally similar to the existence of the living dead, and it was easy to feel a wandering spirit.

Yuan Suiyun said, "Meeting is fate, why don't you all go to my Xiaozhuang to have a rest."

According to common sense, Qi Zhu would refuse, but now that he found Ding Ziming's existence, he had to stay cheeky.

As for the delicate and filial daughter, Jin Lingzhi pulled out the saber from her waist and gave her two choices, roll away or leave the body behind, and she disappeared in an instant.

The woman who looks like a weak willow can run faster than the Tibetan antelope, which shows the strong desire to survive.

The villa is hidden in a verdant mountain range. From a distance, the white clouds and green trees seem to be connected together.

This is just a place that Yuan Suiyun bought to stay, and he didn't even come to the name of the village in a hurry.But this does not mean that the villa is in a mess, on the contrary, it is very organized, and even the flowers in the garden have been pruned deliberately.

The ancient garden art pays attention to harmony and connection.The setting of the garden is often a narrow path covered by green shades and flowers. When walking on it, you have to fiddle with the willow branches hanging above your head from time to time.

This artistic conception is called deep winding path.

As an alien who traveled from modern times to ancient times, and then wandered from ancient times to another world, Ding Ziming expressed his disdain, and waited for a while to show you the real garden art.

Before Ding Ziming became a hooligan, his family's ancestors had been doing garden art for generations, but the profession of gardener also requires qualifications. It doesn't matter how skilled you are, if you don't have enough qualifications, no one will invite you.He was in urgent need of money at that time, so he didn't have the urgency to endure it slowly. It is estimated that when he survived to the level of his grandfather's qualifications, he would be half buried in the ground.

As the host of this place, Yuan Suiyun treats guests perfectly, neither making people feel warm and abrupt, nor making people feel coldly received.

There are not many servants here, there is only one cook and two odd jobs, all of whom are hired temporarily.

A little deserted and lonely oozes from the beauty of a large mountain villa.

After dinner, Yuan followed Yun Qizhu and others to visit the villa. After careful contact, Qi Zhu and Ruan Qingyu were surprised to find that Jin Lingzhi was not as pungent as imagined. On the contrary, she was very interesting and always liked to repeat a sentence twice. I wanted to come because Too impatient and sometimes clumsy, unable to express my thoughts well, so I simply say it more to strengthen its emotional color.

The atmosphere is very harmonious, and even the remaining bit of loneliness is blown away by the human touch.

Although Yuan Suiyun didn't talk much, he was very insightful and often hit the nail on the head.

When Qi Zhu heard Yuan Suiyun's name, he was surprised for a moment, and then said, "My son, although you have been blind since childhood, you are still full of gratitude for life and full of love for people. Our dreams are the same, to make the world full of love." Love and peace, how about a friend?"

Yuan Suiyun: ...

In just a second, the painting style seemed to be a little different.

After Qi Zhu finished expressing his thoughts, he thought of Huamanlou in that world again, and hoped that he would give up his evil thoughts of doing evil, change his mind and start a new life.

【Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou are sitting on the Baihualou, drinking tea and admiring the flowers, the same as before.

Hua Manlou sneezed, and Lu Xiaofeng joked, "Are you allergic to pollen?"

Hua Manlou smiled, "I think someone must be talking bad about me."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, a bit of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, he raised the wine glass on the table and brought it to his lips, covering his face, "When you say this, it reminds me of someone."

Hua Manlou was slightly startled, then smiled.

That was how many years ago, a handsome and handsome young man walked up to the Baihua Building, and without waiting for his reaction, he said, "My lord, you are both civil and military, so talented, why do you want to commit murder, set fire, and commit crimes?"

After so many years, the memories of Yacha Island and Clown's House, I can't remember the details, but I have never seen the young master and the other son who always followed him like a tail.Even Liu Xiao never appeared again.

That day Mingming only said to go to the northwest desert to have a look, since then there has been no trace of the sound.

The person who firmly said that he liked him at the first meeting never appeared again, but he never forgot that serious expression that lasted for a long time.

Lu Xiaofeng drank his cup of fragrant tea, "I'm used to being romantic, no woman dares to marry me, but you, the seventh son of the Hua family who was once admired by all girls, let alone a beautiful wife and concubine, why are you still alone? "

Hua Manlou laughed, "Who knows?"

The breeze passed by, blowing the silver hair scattered on the temples of the two of them.

Refill a cup of warm tea, look at each other with a smile, and raise our glasses to touch each other. 】

Qi Zhu naturally didn't know that this place was only for one day, half a century had passed in that world, and it was a place of luck and misfortune. He regarded himself as a passer-by from the beginning to the end, and passed it by passing by.

Jin Lingzhi, "Where is the side room?"

Yuan Suiyun pointed to a room in the middle, "Except for this and the last two rooms where the handyman lives, everything else is there."

Jin Lingzhi is satisfied, it seems that there are really no other people, especially women.

The night passed quickly, and the next day when everyone woke up, Yuan Suiyun set up the dinner in the pavilion, and when they arrived with him... they were dumbfounded.

Yuan Suiyun felt the stiffness in the atmosphere, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Golden Ganoderma lucidum, "In the garden, the flowers and trees in the garden..."

She was confused, so Yuan Suiyun had no choice but to get out of the pavilion, and reached out to touch a tree nearby. The trunk was still thick, but the shape seemed to be a bit wrong.

Golden Ganoderma lucidum organized the language and briefly described the current situation. All the trees were pruned into oval shapes, and the short trees in the middle were square, with a few small white wild flowers growing out of them.

Yuan Suiyun slowly touched one by one, and his face became more gloomy as he got to the back.

Ding Ziming lying in the arms of Jin Lingzhi: tremble!Mortals, hurry up and worship the young master's pruning skills, he has been busy all night.

There are only a few people in the village, and the handymen must not dare to do this, not to mention that the pruning is so smooth, the branches and leaves are neat, it looks like someone with gardening experience, it is even more impossible for Qi Zhu and others to be alone in the garden with scissors. Walking around in the room, the room is not too far away, how could he not feel it.

Jin Lingzhi knows that Yuan Suiyun loves flower art the most. He spent a lot of time drawing the layout of the garden here and finding someone to decorate it. From dawn to dusk, until he is satisfied, the matter is not over.The gardener probably has never seen such a picky and serious customer. Fortunately, he paid a lot of money, so he didn't care about spending more time.

She stammered and comforted, "Actually... it's not that ugly."

This is telling the truth. Although everything is trimmed in a square shape, or some strange shapes, the overall look is very harmonious, especially the combination of flowers and shrubs, which makes people feel refreshed. .

It's just, maybe, probably, Yuan Suiyun definitely won't like it that much!

Ding Ziming curled his lips in disdain, lagging behind is lagging behind, the pruning skills of the young master are first-class, and if you repair it for you, you will be respected.

In modern times, Ding Ziming would have a problem with a full stomach, let alone read those martial arts novels. Naturally, he would not know who Yuan Suiyun was.

Yuan Suiyun smiled, "It's nothing, just treat it as a different trick."

In one sentence, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, but Jin Lingzhi knows that he is really angry, or the kind of angry, not only sweating for that daring person, don't be caught, or you will definitely be caught Make fertilizer for the flowers in this garden.

Ding Ziming, who has become a handkerchief and can't make flower fertilizer, said that he has no pressure and is still immersed in his superb craftsmanship.

The surface of the handkerchief was slightly rose red, but it disappeared quickly.

Question: Where did the red handkerchief come from?

Answer: That was Ding Ziming's intoxicated look.

When they actually started eating, the lunch was already cold, Yuan Suiyun asked someone to change the table, and waited for a while for everyone to eat.

But Qi Zhu didn't feel hungry at all, and now he was preoccupied with how to get the handkerchief of the golden ganoderma into his hand.

Ruan Qingyu leaned against the cover of the table and quickly wrote a few words on his lap with her fingers.

Steal it, I'll help you.

Qi Zhu replied with the words 'Eat obediently' to dispel his idea.

During the meal, there was a little oil stain on the corner of Jin Lingzhi's mouth.Women pay the most attention to their appearance, even if their fiance can't see it, they can't be sloppy in the slightest.

She took out the handkerchief in her arms and gently wiped off the oil stains.

Ding Ziming: "..." Damn it!

Qi Zhu...can't bear to look directly at her.

After wiping, fold the handkerchief in half, one oil stain reflects two balls, put the handkerchief on the waist, and prepare to go back to wash.

After lunch, Jin Lingzhi went back to the room, and the first thing she did was to wash the handkerchiefs. The handymen here are all men, and it is not easy to leave such private things as girls to them.

The handkerchief was kneaded into various shapes, Ding Ziming kept roaring in his heart: Damn it!Don't touch that place!Fuck it, don't mess around!

The Golden Ganoderma lucidum was washed very carefully, and after a while, the handkerchief was as white as new, and exuded a faint fragrance of roses.

Ding Ziming, "..." Let me die.