The sudden twisting of the nouveau riche made Zhao District chill.

In fact, if you stand up straight and speak well, your delicate face is enough to leave a good impression.

It's a pity that this product doesn't care at all, and spoils its own innate advantages to the fullest.

The height of one meter seven or eight always likes to be coquettish, cute, cheap, shy... It makes people tickle their hands.

"Who are you waiting for?" Zhao asked.

"Ouch, don't ask" He regretted covering his face, stomped his feet, and laughed twice.

The young Taoist priest couldn't bear it anymore at first, he slapped the table and shouted, "How can a big man like to be a daughter so delicate!" ”

He regretted continuing to cover his face, probably immersed in his own imaginary world, and did not hear this rebuke.

"What are you waiting for, the princess of Yueguo, the more Qingzhi?" Jin Mingyue asked lightly.

He regretted that he was shocked, slowly turned his head, and glared at the boss, "How do you know!" ”

"You know her?"

"What's your relationship with her?"

"How do you know I'm waiting for her?"

"What are you..."

Zhao Jieqian finally couldn't help it, she stepped forward to cover He Zhi's mouth, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Be quiet!" ”

The wooden house was instantly quiet, and he regretted opening his innocent eyes and staring at Jin Mingyue.

Seeing him like this, Zhao knew that if he didn't ask about this neuropathy today, he might not give up!

"You ask one by one." She lowered her hand and sighed.

……

"I'll just answer you one question." A hint of abuse flashed in Jin Mingyue's eyes, looking at He Zhi's suspicious gaze. Smile openly.

"What's your relationship with her?" He asked calmly.

"I've only met a few times." Jin Mingyue smiled slightly, her fair face was not shocked.

This answer is also absolute, what does it mean to meet a few times?

Those who have met a few times can make friends, worship Ziding tokens, say heart-to-heart words, and do things that go to the soup and fire.

Those who don't fall in love have met a few times, and they are still strangers or enemies!

Which kind of Jin Mingyue killed this day?!

He looked at him coldly. seemed to want to find some clues from his gaze, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see what kind of state Jin Mingyue and Yue Qingzhen were in.

"Alright, don't ask." Zhao said at the right time, pulling He Zhixi to the side.

The handsome monk bowed lightly, "Amitabha, good." ”

"Bald donkey, shut up!" The young Taoist priest glared at him viciously. Then he walked down and said to Zhao District, "This little brother." I am the Daozi of Yuxu Mountain, please make it convenient for me to live here for a while. ”

Gu Yan's attitude is sincere, and he doesn't know how much more docile than his usual irritability.

Zhao District beat the drum in his heart. I don't know how to answer.

This room. Actually, it's not hers, it's just that someone handed it over to her for safekeeping a few years ago. And he said, "She is the only one to live here."

"I....", she frowned, a little embarrassed.

He regretted that he was relieved from Jin Mingyue's answer, and stepped forward to ask, "What is the difficulty of you?" ”

Everyone looked at Zhao District, but the young Taoist priest took a look at it first, and said in his heart that this thing finally said a human word.

Zhao District pursed his lips. Looking out the window, "This room can't accommodate guests." You can build a house outside by yourself. ”

Her words were firm, and it was obvious that she was not a fake.

Monk Junxiu stood up and bowed like Zhao District, "Amitofu, the donor is good!" ”

The area around the mountain has been abandoned for a long time, but these few wooden houses have become the safest place in the eyes of outsiders, I don't know if it is fortunate or unfortunate.

She has lived for several years, and there are many people who come, and there are many people who refuse to leave when they encounter the occupancy of the house.

But in the end, they didn't end well.

Zhao District's coldness seems to have gotten a hint of cache today, and she is willing to let these people build a room next to her, largely because of Jin Mingyue. She wanted to know what this Heavenly Pride of Great Qin wanted to do here!

………

Monk Gu Shi and Junxiu listened to her construction and began to build wooden houses.

Jin Mingyue went out and disappeared, leaving her and He Regret to make breakfast in the back kitchen.

While chatting, He Xixi asked curiously, "What's so good here, why do they all like to run here?" ”

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, the name is true, and there was a thirty-three-petal lotus flower on the top of the mountain, and those who saw it could get what they wanted...... Haven't you heard this story? Zhao asked with a smile.

What a pity is also a personal essence, looking at the smiling black eyes, he clearly knows that this story is a lie to children!

"Impossible, if there is really such a lotus, can it be left until now?"

Zhao was still smiling and didn't answer his words.

A long time ago, she was also a child who was only four or five years old, from the Great Zhou to the Great Qin, and then from the Qin State to the Song State, and finally settled at the border.

There was a family that took her in, and there was a kind grandmother in that family who often told her this story, and liked to pat her on the back and say, "It's just that... If you're lucky enough, you'll be able to see this lotus... At that time, remember to make a wish carefully. ”

The wrinkled eyes were full of seriousness, and she looked obsessive.

This story also became true in her heart.

Later, when the old man died, she held her hand, listened to her tell a story, and resolutely set foot on the mountain.

If she could, she really wanted to see that lotus, and then asked, where is Zhao Kuo?

She didn't need to have much desire, it seemed illusory, she just wanted to ask one question.

For the rest of his life, he will move towards this goal.

"Yes, that flower is really zài." Zhao said softly, his eyes flashing a little firm.

He looked at her with pity and scratched his head, "Okay, you said there is." ”

The water boiled, and Zhao was blinded by the warm water vapor. She poured down the few pieces of white rice, put them in the pot, and sat down.

"You don't look happy?"

Zhao came back to his senses and said seriously, "If, if we go up the mountain together, can you not rob me." ”

He was stunned for a moment and looked at her blankly.

"I mean, don't grab that flower from me." Her eyes were dazzling. He regretted suddenly laughing and waved his hand, "No, I'm not interested in that flower, why don't I want anything?!" ”

The last sentence was very arrogant, but Zhao saw a trace of discomfort in his eyes.

Also, who doesn't have something they can't ask for.

"Even if I can't have it, I will fight for it myself, and rely on a flower to achieve my own life, what's the point." He lowered his head and said softly.

Zhao District smiled, and admired more and more this young man who was dressed in a third-rate costume and a ninth-rate character, and his character was indeed first-class.

"What if Yue Qingzhen wants this flower?"

After a change of topic, He regretted looking up and looked at her in astonishment.

"Will you help her?"

He was obviously embarrassed, and he twisted for a long time. (To be continued......)