Chapter 14 The Clothed People
Standing in the lobby and staring at the digital camera in his hand, Zhang Shun really wanted to see what kind of expression he was now, he was ready to deal with all challenges, and even made up his mind to sacrifice hue to accompany the female ghost, who would have thought that he would receive a photo task?
Sincerity, this is the only requirement of the blind Taoist, which means that the more quantity, the better, and the higher the quality, the better, but Zhang Shun has never done such a thing, and the number of times he has taken a camera in his life is countless, not to mention that he wants to shoot some strange surnames.
"I ...... I don't have any clothes to wear,......" Zhang Shun hoped to find a reason to prevaricate, but unfortunately he couldn't convince himself of this reason.
Sure enough, the blind man who flipped through the photos of his mobile phone didn't even bother to raise his head: "Buy, you have advanced your salary, when I didn't hear it?" β
"I can't enter the store without clothes...... Zhang Shun found a good reason for his wit.
The blind Taoist was stunned, and also felt that Zhang Shun's reason was very good, so he stood up and began to explain the robe.
Zhang Shun hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, no need, I'll think of another way!" β
Are you kidding! That robe is dirtier than the cloth of the vegetable market, and it is estimated that it will take less than ten seconds to wear it on the body, and if you wear it for a day and don't die, you can definitely survive the seventh-level nuclear radiation, and there is absolutely no need to wear this robe before the third world war.
"I can lend you this, but you have to leave with me." When the wine woke up, the wound on Monk Shui's head was also healed, and he got up and pointed to his robe and said to Zhang Shun.
Zhang Shun shook his head desperately, this sacrifice is too big! It is estimated that he can have meat to eat and wine to drink when he becomes a monk with water, but for him, a life with only wine and meat is still incomplete.
"You're still picky about your virtue!" The blind man scolded impatiently.
Zhang Shun hurriedly took the digital camera and walked away, now is not a good time to argue with the Taoist priest, strange to say, only a few hours have passed, he and the blind Taoist, the water monk and the boss seem to have become very familiar, as if they have known each other for a long time.
Just as he was about to step on the stairs, Zhang Shun retreated again, still walked to the reception desk and asked Mr. Yang, "Mr. Yang, where do I live?" β
It is estimated that as long as he does not mention the money and does not disturb him to count the money, Mr. Yang is an easy person to get along with, he handed over a key that was also tied to the brand and said: "Dizi No. 1 room, the last line of defense of the inn." β
Zhang Shun nodded, and the pressure surged again. Generally speaking, the last line of defense should be the strongest, but now it seems that monks and Taoist priests should be regarded as steel defense lines, even if they are cooks and gentlemen, they can be regarded as "Roselle's Wall", but now he is probably not even a stumbling block.
Walking up to the second floor with heavy steps, Zhang Shun stood at the door of Room No. 1 and sighed, this will be his only home from now on.
Inserting the key into the lock hole and turning it gently, the crisp "click" sound is very pleasant, and the door opens in response.
The layout and furniture of the room are exactly the same as Yu Xiaoyao's, the only difference is that it looks more old, although it has been uninhabited for a while, but the excellent sealing effect still makes the room look spotless - the seal surname is the only explanation, Zhang Shun does not think that the blind person will be the kind of person who comes to clean the room every day.
After realizing that the dirtiest thing in the whole room was himself, Zhang Shun walked into the bathroom.
There is a small mirror hanging above the washstand, and when he looks in the mirror, Zhang Shun is startled by his face, and he used to laugh at the camouflage makeup of the blind Taoist, but he also has a Peking Opera face?
Then Zhang Shun saw the demon card on his left arm again, the originally extremely light demon card is now almost no weight, and the temperature is the same as the arm, as if it originally grew on the arm, and he usually doesn't realize its existence at all.
Looking at the mirror, Zhang Shun very carefully stretched out his finger and touched the surface of the demon card, the surface was very smooth, as if he was touching glass or porcelain, but it looked a little rough with the naked eye. He remembered that the boss said that this demon card had the function of Sumeru Nasuke, but he didn't know how to use it, and it seemed that he had to consult someone else.
He tried to take the demon card off, but after pulling it a few times, he found that the demon card seemed to be firmly stuck to the ...... Or on the arm, the feeling of pulling the demon card is like plucking your fingers.
As soon as he thought that there was a demon soul living in the demon card, Zhang Shun didn't dare to mess around, and since he couldn't pull it down, he simply wore it and took a bath.
Curtains and shower heads, the most rudimentary bathing facilities, but the quality of the curtains and the strong water pressure of the shower heads, Zhang Shun couldn't find anything to find fault withβeven though he was not qualified to be picky in the first place.
After taking a comfortable shower, Zhang Shun washed his old pants again, and lay naked on the bed to flip through the notebook that was critical to his life.
Probably because I was afraid that Zhang Shun had not been in contact with Xiuzhen in the past, there might be a lot of things that he couldn't understand, the boss made a lot of marks very carefully, and some places also drew simple diagrams, words and pictures were written and drawn seriously, and it could be seen that the boss had put a lot of thought into it.
Reading the notebook, Zhang Shun felt warm in his heart, just after meeting the boss was so attentive to him, a stranger, Zhang Shun felt very moved, although there are contract constraints, but the boss can completely ignore it, wait for Zhang Shun to die and then recruit a powerful character again?
Just as the boss said, everything he can do has been done, and the rest depends on Zhang Shun, if he doesn't practice hard, he will die, and he must be responsible for his own life and the boss's intentions.
Having made up his mind, Zhang Shun put on the wet pants with difficulty, fortunately, the weather was still hot at the end of summer, and the wet pants didn't feel very cold, but they were uncomfortable and inconvenient to wear.
Probably because this was not a guest room, Zhang Shun couldn't find a pair of slippers when he rummaged through the cabinets, he walked out of the door barefoot and knocked on Yu Xiaoyao's door - this was his last hope.
Yu Xiaoyao had just finished taking a shower, and asked if it was Zhang Shun who was hurriedly dressing inside after knocking on the door, and there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
A few minutes later, Yu Xiaoyao rubbed her elbows and opened the door, and saw that Zhang Shun at the door was cleanly washed, but he was still naked, and his face was slightly hot.
Zhang Shun seemed to have been infected by a blind person, or he had been naked for a long time and had become accustomed to it, he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with his style, and asked, "This...... Are there any clothes I can lend to wear? I had to buy clothes, but I guess people won't let me in naked. β
Probably a little sweaty after taking a shower, the light yellow clothes on Yu Xiaoyao's body have a little transparent feeling, and they seem too close-fitting, and all the depressions and bumps are unobstructed.
Zhang Shun can swear to the sky, his gaze sticking to her is not intentional!
After perceiving Zhang Shun's eyes that were so hot that she could melt steel, Yu Xiaoyao hurriedly turned her back to Zhang Shun, walked quickly to the wardrobe as if she was running away, and pretended to be busy looking for clothes for Zhang Shun, the whole person was eager to get into the closet, she was just a prospective college student, and she grew up in a very privileged environment, and there were too many things that she didn't know how to deal with.
Fortunately, Zhang Shun hadn't forgotten the rules, Yu Xiaoyao didn't let him enter the house, he stood at the door and waited, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, she found a relatively wide T-shirt and threw it to Zhang Shun, and whispered to her body with the wardrobe door; "I ...... I'm going to change my clothes. β
Zhang Shun caught the T-shirt that flew over, only smelled the fragrant wind, and suddenly felt dry mouth, and hurriedly closed the door and ran back to his room.
Except for a slightly tight waist, this T-shirt fits just right, and it is a solid gray color, without any prints, and the style is both male and female. Zhang Shun walked around the lobby downstairs in a T-shirt, as if it was a great thing to have a dress to wear, until the monk said that it was almost time to eat, and then hurriedly ran out of the door.
The first thing I went to was the shoe store, I bought a pair of slippers, a pair of hiking boots and a few pairs of socks, and then I went to the clothing store in my slippers to buy two pairs of jeans, a few T-shirts, and a few pairs of underwear.
A thousand yuan was spent like this, and all the clothes were bought on the premise of being strong, and all of them were black, black was not easy to get dirty, and it was difficult to see after being stained with blood, so that it would not scare Yu Xiaoyao or other customers.
Walking out of the clothing store, Zhang Shun found the nearest gym to the inn with a large bag and a small bag, this gym called "Sparta" is very small, although the fitness equipment is relatively complete, but it is extremely old, and the person in charge of receiving is not a beautiful woman or a strong man, but a hunchbacked old man smoking a dry tobacco bag.
As soon as Zhang Shun asked the old man about the price of the membership card, he immediately left - 1,000 yuan for the annual card, 555 for the half-year card, 300 for the season card, and 12 for the monthly card.
It's a pity that he went out of the gym and asked around to find out that there is only one gym within a radius of five kilometers, and there are two swimming pools, but unfortunately Zhang Shun needs fitness and not just health, swimming is the best sport that is understandable, but it is the same as running, and there is no surname for it, and it cannot be practiced systematically.
If you want to exercise, you have to leave the inn, but Zhang Shun's job does not allow him to leave for too long, let alone waste time on the journey. Gritting his teeth, he paid 300 yuan to get a season card, which is more cost-effective than a monthly card, although it is not as good as a half-year card or an annual card, but Zhang Shun will be thankful that he can survive these three months, and he should be richer than he is now.
happily returned to the inn, just in time for dinner, and when Monk Shui asked Zhang Shun to go to the cafeteria, he called Yu Xiaoyao by the way.
Zhang Shun first went back to his room to put his things away and changed into his own clothes, and then knocked on the door of room No. 3 with Yu Xiaoyao's T-shirt again.
Yu Xiaoyao has been dressed neatly, and she has returned to the youthful girl she was when she first met, although there is no fragrant picture this time, it still makes Zhang Shun's breathing a little sleepy.
While Zhang Shun was not paying attention, she quietly glanced at Zhang Shun, as if she was still angry at his rude eyes earlier, but when Zhang Shun handed over the gray T-shirt, she took it in a panic - God is pitiful, this dress was originally given to him.
"Do you love meat?" Walking down the aisle to the cafeteria, Zhang Shun asked.
"I don't hate it, but I can't say I like it."
"Really? Alas...... You're going to have to suffer. β