Skilled in managing a house

Fang Tong was caught off guard, startled, staggered backwards, sat directly on the ground, and exclaimed, "Ah! What?"

Yang Ying rushed over in a few steps, grabbed the skirt covering Fang Tong's face, and said, "It's a nightgown, it looks familiar."

Fang Tong could see clearly now that this pink nightdress belonged to Xiao Jiejie. She immediately said: "It's Xiao Jiejie's skirt."

"ah?"

Yang Ying was startled, walked to the window in two steps, looked down, and shouted: "Are you okay?"

Xiao Jiejie was shrinking in Zhang Yu's arms, feeling shy, shy and nervous. Suddenly hearing Yang Ying's voice above, her heart trembled even more, and she said timidly: "No, it's okay."

Her voice was so small that it couldn't be heard from above. At this stall, Fang Tong came to the window carrying her skirt and shouted, "Jiejie, did your skirt fall off?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiejie wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in. It would be so embarrassing.

She whispered aggrievedly: "It's over, they all know it, I'm embarrassed. What should I do?"

"It's okay, let's go back quickly and don't let anyone see it." Zhang Yu said, putting Xiao Jiejie down first, then taking off his vest and handing it to Xiao Jiejie.

This scene seemed familiar to Xiao Jiejie.

For a moment, she forgot her shame, looked at Zhang Yu lovingly, and slowly took the vest. What's more important is that the hand she used to take the vest happened to be the one blocking her body.

She held the vest and didn't put it on for a long time, just looking straight at the man in front of her.

Zhang Yu was so satisfied that he took a long time to react. He turned his head to the side and said, "Put it on first."

"I want you to wear it for me." Xiao Jiejie whispered.

"This" Zhang Yu was stunned.

"Anyway, I want you to wear it for me." Xiao Jiejie pursed her lips and lowered her head.

Zhang Yu knew what this girl was thinking, so he simply refused and helped Xiao Jiejie put on her vest.

He then opened the kitchen window, climbed in with Xiao Jiejie in his arms, and went upstairs with ease.

However, when he went upstairs, he didn't hug Xiao Jiejie, but just held her hand.

As soon as they arrived on the third floor, they saw Yang Ying and Fang Tong standing there waiting with smiles.

Fang Yatou still held Xiao Jiejie's nightgown in her hand, and said with a smile: "Jiejie, how come your skirt is still flying? What did you two do?"

"You don't have to worry about it!" Xiao Jiejie grabbed the skirt in embarrassment and hurriedly ran towards Zhang Yu's bedroom.

Zhang Yu watched her running away and shrugged helplessly.

Yang Ying watched from the side, and when Xiao Jiejie escaped into the room, she gestured to Zhang Yu. First he pointed at Zhang Yu's room, and then at Fang Yatou, as if to say that after putting Xiao Jiejie to sleep at night, he would come over and bully the little girl.

Seeing Yang Ying's gesture, Fang Yatou blushed, hugged Yang Ying's arm, and whispered, "I'm going to take a shower."

Just like that, Zhang Yu returned to the room and first went to coax Xiao Jiejie to sleep. Xiao Jiejie was really in trouble tonight. Maybe it was because Zhang Yu had just looked at her, so she simply didn't wear any upper body when sleeping, just a pair of shorts.

But after all, she was shy and didn't dare to go directly to Zhang Yu.

When Xiao Jiejie fell asleep at night, Master Zhang Yu had to go to Yang Ying's room to bully Fang Yatou, and also bully Yang Ying.

The next day, after Zhang Yu got up, he went to Wudang Taoist Temple in Guangming Town.

When we arrived at the Taoist temple, it was already lunch break time. Those who needed to take a nap took a nap and those who needed to meditated meditated.

Zhang Yu first entered Sun Zhaoyi's room and told his uncle his thoughts. After hearing this, Sun Zhaoyi nodded and said, "Sect Master, your idea is very good. It reminds me of an allusion."

"What allusion?" Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"It is said that in the early Tang Dynasty, there was a man named Lu Sheng. Because he failed in the exam, he was depressed and frustrated all day long. Lu Dongbin saw that he had wisdom, so he gave him a pillow to save him. Lu Sheng leaned on the pillow and As soon as he fell asleep, he married a beautiful and gentle wife, became a Jinshi, was promoted and made a fortune, and enjoyed all kinds of wealth. At the age of 80, he was ill for a long time and finally died. When he died, Lu Sheng woke up with a start, turned around and sat up, turning around Look, everything is the same as before, the rice cooked by the shop owner is still in the pot! Lu Sheng achieved great enlightenment, went to the mountains to practice Taoism, and finally ascended." Sun Zhaoyi said leisurely.

"What you are talking about is Huang Liang Yimeng. I heard Master tell me that you are right." Zhang Yu immediately reacted and said, "You mean, Lu Zu's pillow is a magic weapon that can be used to contaminate people." Then I fell asleep, and there should be a phantom array on the pillow, allowing people to enter the phantom array in their dreams."

"That's right." Sun Zhaoyi nodded and said: "It's just that Lu Dongbin has great magical power. With just a few movements, he can turn an ordinary pillow into a magic weapon. But if you want to do it, it's not that easy. Fortunately, you The purpose is just to make people fall asleep, it doesn’t have to be that advanced.”

Everything goes from simple to difficult. Zhang Yu's experiment, he understood, was not just for mobile phones, but also an experience for progress.

If you can really do this, you will definitely be more comfortable in your future cultivation. Similar magic weapons will be refined one after another. It is not impossible to reach Huangliang Yimeng of Lu Dongbin.

After coming out of Sun Zhaoyi's room, Zhang Yu strolled up to the camphor tree and looked back and forth at the big tree.

The camphor tree is obviously thicker than when it first arrived, and the canopy is getting denser. Zhang Yu believes that the camphor tree is the main material, and almost the entire crown must be cut off to use it.

The camphor tree in front of him was obviously a little frightened by his stare, and he suddenly said tremblingly: "Why, why do you look at me like that?"

"I just took a look, it's nothing." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Are you sure it's nothing? How could I detect from your eyes that you have some evil intentions?" the camphor tree said timidly.

"How is this possible? We are all our own people. Do you think I will hurt you?" Zhang Yu said seriously.

"According to what you said, I won't cut anything anymore." Camphor Tree wanted to make sure.

"Did I say that?" Zhang Yu asked back.

"You" the camphor tree immediately said bitterly: "Didn't you say you wouldn't hurt me?"

"I just use some branches or something. It's not a piece of cake for you. What can I do?" Zhang Yu laughed.

"Just use a little. I see you are looking at my crown and want to cut it off." The camphor tree said pitifully.

"You are overthinking, I won't be so cruel," Zhang Yu said as if coaxing a child.

"The more you say that, the more nervous I become. I tell you, before you do anything, you must give me some rain, otherwise, there will be no need to talk." The camphor tree said worriedly.