Chapter Ninety-Seven: Plain Clothes and Naked Makeup Zhong Shanyuan

"Thank you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Zhong Yuan spitted his neck.

You might as well not say it, Shen Dong didn't turn his head, and complained in his heart, she was uncomfortable to listen to, and Zhong Yuan himself was uncomfortable, so why bother.

Zhong Yuan changed into plain clothes, as if he had rarely regained his IQ, and when he saw Shen Dongli looking at him, Zhong Yuan pretended to unintentionally reveal the embroidery on his clothes.

The three big characters of Baolig are clearly embroidered on the cuffs, which is really hard to ignore.

"Oh. Shen Dongli sat on the threshold and untied his hair and combed it, revealing the dim bead ring on his right ear.

"Sister-in-law, are you going to the mountain gate?" Zhong Yuan pondered for a moment, and his tone softened unexpectedly.

Shen Dongli thought to himself, it turned out that this person was like this when he begged for help.

"yes. Shen Dongli pulled up his hair and tied it into a neat bun.

"Sister-in-law, take me with you. Zhong Yuan was stalked for a long time, but he didn't say the word begging you.

Shen Dongli thought it was funny, this Zhong Yuan used to be a foundation building monk, but now he has a much calmer temperament when he suffers from this disaster, which is also very strange.

Shen Dongli turned his head to look at Zhong Yuan at this time, only to see her looking at herself with a faint expectant expression: "What benefits do you give me?"

Zhong Yuan's eyes sank, and his tone was no longer as soft as before: "You say, what can I give you." ā€

Shen Dongli asked rhetorically: "When will you give me the thousand spirit stones you owed me before?"

When Zhong Yuan heard this, he finally couldn't help it, and he burst into a Zhongshan dialect: "Why are you like this? I call you aunt, why are you still like this? I'm like this, you don't even have any sympathy?"

Shen Dongli laughed, anyway, Zhong Yuan's three views are like this, there are tens of millions of people in the world, tens of millions of worldviews, she doesn't want to struggle, and she feels that this is boring.

What is the use of an obedient, well-behaved, sensible and smooth Zhong Yuan going to the mountain gate?

If she didn't deserve to be a thorn, why did Shen Dongli help her.

It's just that Zhong Yuan didn't know what Shen Dongli was thinking, thinking that this person was so difficult to speak. I couldn't help but raise my voice.

However, Shen Dongli is indeed not a monk who is easy to talk to, she has the most doors in her heart, and her scheming is also profound.

"I don't have the time to waste time here, just say what you have to say, show some sincerity, everyone can talk. ā€

Shen Dongli smiled, dusted off the ashes, touched the sore spot on his leg, and silently thought that he would never pick up his robe and sit blindly from now on.

"A thousand spirit stones, keep you safe. Shen Dongli made an offer, and she knew that Zhong Yuan would definitely accept it. A thousand spirit stones are not cheap, Zhong Yuan will not give them directly without blinking. It's not so expensive that Zhong Yuan can't get it anyway, and the price is pretty good.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, virtue. Zhong Yuan glanced at Shen Dongli disdainfully, a little angry, only to see her mouth crooked, and her nose twisted at a strange angle.

Shen Dongli walked outside the door of the mansion and pinched a thin branch. She tried to inject aura inside, but the monk could only use the aura in her body, and when she made a move, the thin branches turned to ashes.

If she had a wood aura in her body, this twig should be able to bloom in advance.

Shen Dongli waited quietly at the door, waiting for Zhong Yuan to make a decision.

Zhong Yuan looked at Shen Dongli with a serious face, and felt angry, but to be honest, she was still a little nervous and scared, but she just didn't want to show it.

She used to be a high-ranking inner disciple, a foundation building senior, and she was also powerful in the sect for a while, but now she has fallen into the quagmire, how can she not be afraid of everyone's reaction.

For herself, it was just a fifty years of starting over, but in these fifty years, she had to endure the rumors and rumors of those qi training wastes, and Zhong Yuan was very uncomfortable when she thought about it.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift. She couldn't accept such a thing.

Now she must not follow the guards of the Zhong Mansion to the mountain gate, she wants to follow Shen Dongli only as a new disciple. Go to a new sect, who will remember the previous Zhong Yuan?

That's what Zhong Yuan had the idea. Wait until she gets married to Jin Dan one day, and then return to her original identity and return to Zhongfu. Her adoptive father, Zhong Yi, is now old, and has no intention of adopting other children, and Zhong Yi can't even think about dividing his property among more people.

Since she was able to stand on such a high branch, Zhong Yuan was determined to firmly control everything in the Zhong Mansion, but the life of the first few decades of her life was the basic stereotype of her character, and now if she hadn't experienced a devastating blow and tempering, I am afraid that it would be so.

Zhong Yuan kept up with Shen Dongli, and he didn't think about the matter of the spirit stone, anyway, what if she didn't give the spirit stone, would Shen Dongli still have to do it?

There are many debts, and Zhong Yuan is unwilling to admit the fact that he is shy in his pocket. Her food and clothing are all borrowed from Lu Yuwei's east wind, and now that Lu Yuwei is gone, she hasn't thought about what she will do in the future, so she can only take one step at a time.

Most of her big boxes of clothes and accessories bags are gifts from the brand to Lu Yuwei, and she changed them to fit just right. Anyway, Lu Yuwei only wears a lotus pink robe decorated with Yuwei flowers all year round, and it would be a waste for her not to wear it.

Now she still has Lu Yuwei's phoenix robe wedding dress, which is really exquisite and ingenious, I don't know when she will be able to wear it in front of her beloved.

Thinking of the lover who was out of nowhere, Zhong Yuan sighed heavily in her heart, she needed to rely on the broad embrace of a man all her life, such a beautiful taste, that strong muscle, was a wonderful feeling that she could hardly get from other places.

Zhong Yuan has been single for thirty years now, but he feels very lonely, and he is eager to find a Taoist companion to practice that mysterious spell.

She couldn't look down on the guards of Zhongshan Mansion, and if something happened, she would get a fishy smell like that person.

Shen Dongli turned his head and smiled: "You have so many things, why don't you go and clean them up?"

She was in a good mood, she saw the blue sky through the clouds and mist, the sun poked her head out, and Lu Shengnan was also inexplicably eager to return, how could she not be in a happy mood.

However, this happy mood has nothing to do with Lu Shengnan, she just saw that spring was coming.

The flowers are about to bloom.

In her previous life, she was a fire wood spirit root in her previous life, her qualifications were average, not as good as now, but she was much more interesting.

She used to use her aura to conjure a small flower and put it in a bun.

Shen Dongli thought of the little uncle's one-handed transformation technique, and with a wave of his hand, the lotus bloomed all over the house, and with another wave of his hand, the petals turned into clouds on the horizon again, which was really magical.

She stretched out her hand, only to see a small flame jump out, and the center of the flame was mixed with a trace of demonic energy, some black silk threads.

Shen Dongli tried to manipulate the divine sense, turning the small ball of flame in his hand into the shape of a cherry blossom, but where could it be so easy, the flame twisted a few times, and gradually changed shape under the squeezing of the divine consciousness, only to hear a small sound in the flames, and saw that the black silk thread became thicker violently, like ink dissolving in clear water, but it was more than ten times faster than that process, just a moment, the fire exploded violently and disappeared in the air.

If there really is a creator god in this world, what kind of supernatural power should it be? Why can flowers be in the shape of flowers, but not flames?

Why was the water so wet, and why was the stone the way she saw it?

Shen Dongli is now calm in his heart, and his face is much gentler.

Zhong Yuan inexplicably felt that the person in front of him looked a little pleasing to the eye, although Shen Dongli had a bad mouth, he was quite handsome. Thinking back to the first time they met, she still had some indescribable pleasure, and now she is still a little ashamed to think about it.

At that moment, she was stripped naked and lying on a strange bed, Shen Dongli was covered in an inexplicable smell of sweat, her hair was messy and fluffy, Zhong Yuan thought that it might be an inexplicable sturdy ronin from the East China Sea.

Zhong Yuan shook her head, she didn't have such a heavy taste, but her cheeks were a little hot. Shen Dongli laughed and made a straight face, and he really judged the two of them.

She turned around and hurriedly packed her luggage, what about her large boxes of designer clothes? If she didn't wear them, would others look down on her? If she wore them, would she reveal the fact that she was Zhong Yuan?

Zhong Yuan decided to take the clothes with her, after all, she had to rely on these clothes to dress up beautifully and find those generous male cultivators to give her spirit stone flowers.

It is very difficult to ask this old man for half a spirit stone, Zhong Yuan has not relied on Lu Yuwei to drop something between his fingers all these years, but he is afraid that he would have escaped long ago.

Now that Lu Yuwei is gone, Zhong Yuan is sure that her adoptive father will even harsh her on heating in winter, not to mention any panacea to nourish her body.

Zhong Yuan has to plan for her future, it is best to spend other family's spirit stones, she is a beautiful female cultivator, and she goes out with the male cultivator next to her, does she still need to take out half a spirit stone?

Zhong Yuan threw a good smell of flower water on his beautiful and pure face with few wrinkles, and her face was a spirit stone. Relying on this face, she was confident that she could find a good Taoist partner. Is there a ceremony to say, in short, you have to solve your own accommodation problem first.

She used to say that she was an inner disciple, but in fact, it was just like that, hundreds of disciples have a master, and the real elite is the kind of disciple who enters the room, eats and lives with the master every day, and serves closely.

Zhong Yuan paused for the movement in his hand, remembering that she seemed to have forgotten to pack up the makeup box in the inner door!

There were a lot of good things in her box, and she went back to the mountain gate to get them back. With a joy in his heart, Zhong Yuan took out the puff again, and dipped it in the powder puff on his face.

This loose powder came from the west, I heard that it was made of lotus flower juice, which has a purifying effect, and when this box is used up, where can I go to make up for it? Zhong Yuan put down the powder puff halfway, and some were reluctant to do such good things, but if I went to the mountain gate today and didn't dress up beautifully, I would be dazzling among the female cultivators, and where could I attract the eyes of the broad male cultivators?

Zhong Yuan smoothed the puff with his hands, poured some perfume on his body, and turned around in front of the mirror, which was very beautiful.

It was she who was talking about her, and Zhong Yuan was immersed in the fragrance around him, as if he had regained some confidence.

She needed these things so badly to give herself some comfort. Otherwise, what is left of her life?

Shen Dongli waited for an hour, enough for her to think about the meaning of life four or five times.

By the time Zhong Yuan's aroma forced Shen Dongli back three or five feet away, it was already noon.

"Your father won't let you eat?" asked Shen Dongli as he touched his full stomach.

Zhong Yuan's face turned pale: "I'm not hungry." After speaking, he stepped into Shen Dongli's boat-shaped magic weapon.

Shen Dongli thought it was funny and handed out a string of venison skewers.

Zhong Yuan glanced at Shen Dongli and his neck was horizontal: "I don't eat." ā€

Only then did Shen Dongli notice that Zhong Yuan had already put on lipstick, so he should be afraid of getting it.

Wipe the pieces of meat off the skewers onto the plate and hand them to Zhong Yuan.

Zhong Yuan's face changed again, and he really couldn't figure out why Shen Dongli was so kind, so he still refused with a hard face. Remove the cut fruit from the package.

She is already a little fat now, and there is no quenched Zhu Guo to eat, the male cultivator likes that kind of soft and weak appearance the most, she is already a little dangerous now, this meat must not be touched again.

Shen Dongli scratched his head, this is a deer stewed with ripe vermilion fruit on the ground, the taste is extremely good, and the taste of red leaves is simply beautiful and the tongue is gone. There are still people who don't like to eat, she doesn't understand.

Maybe she can eat it herself.

Shen Dongli sat cross-legged in front of the boat, feeling the aura flowing between heaven and earth.

Zhong Yuan now has no body protection aura, and his little face is blown pale by this wind. Shen Dongli threw a blanket and said, "It's free." ā€

"Don't expect me to thank you. Zhong Yuan took the blanket neatly, and immediately wrapped it in it and refused to probe, her hairstyle was blown up.

"Oh. Shen Dongli replied indifferently.

She needs the beautiful and moving Zhong Yuan, and she also has some pity for her. However, she is not used to others looking grateful to Dade, and she looks disgusted.

Along the way, I met many monks who were in a hurry, and there were also mortals who carried huge bags day and night.

Who knows if any of the mortals who are struggling on the earth will be able to ascend successfully?

She didn't know, but according to the inertia of the Nine Shadows.

The higher the starting point, the faster and farther the monk goes, there is no doubt about it. The sooner a mortal monk dies, especially the kind of disciple who jumps out of the peasant gate, the sooner he gives up.

This is the way things work, except that occasionally one or two fish swim upstream, desperate to jump over the gate.

She admires such a fish that swims against the current, and she will not look down on the stranded fish, everyone just survived, and there is no difference.

Shen Dongli took out the small stove, and took out a few spirit stones to activate the windproof array on the boat-shaped magic weapon.

"Would you like some tea? "Shen Dongli only drinks tea and does not drink alcohol in the face of unfamiliar people. She activated the windproof array, and the speed of this magic weapon could only be slowed down, otherwise her own aura would not be able to keep up.

Shen Dongli took out the old bear's small teapot and lit the stove again. With a little hand, the spark jumped into the stove, quietly licking the bottom of the teapot.

After a while, the tea was boiling and steaming.

This kind of Yunshan tea cake needs to be boiled like this to bring out the fragrance. (To be continued.) )