Lin Ximiao gritted her teeth slightly, and took over the prince's jade fan today, she had a hunch that the future would definitely be better.

The dice rubbed his hands, smiled, and approached Lin Ximiao to lower his voice: "Miss Lin, can you tell me, how did you and the prince uh-huh, uh-huh?" ”

Looking at the dice comparison, Lin Ximiao looked unpredictable.

What is Chu Xiangmiao doing behind her back?

"Xiao Langjun, I still have something to do, you might as well ask the prince."

Lin Ximiao smiled and turned to leave, their master and servant went to the troubled waters, she didn't go!

Looking at her back, the dice pretended to touch her chin.

Miss Lin's unfathomable appearance, the means of contacting her won't be a spell, right?

Oops, it's over! He forgot to tell Miss Lin that tomorrow morning he had to hold a banquet at the mountain pass!

The dice slapped on the head and regretted it.

Early the next morning.

He went to Lin Ximiao's small earthen house and pounced on it.

At this time, the Lin family had already arrived at the mountain pass.

Lin Ximiao arranged the feast and secretly sighed, fortunately, Old Man Aritian was present.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know that the feast would have to be watched separately.

Lay out the feast, and use it to feast.

There were too few things in the mountains, so they took weeds and made them into a feast, and made a mat out of straw.

Do everything well, but the system in Lin Ximiao's brain has not moved.

She couldn't help but knock the system in her head.

[The task is completed, is your monitoring system broken?] Don't see it? 】

But after a while, the system said coldly. 】

Lin Ximiao's eyebrows jumped, it's so good, it's another day to learn programming.

The wind blew through the mountain stream, bringing a chill.

Old Man Tian was old, and he couldn't stand it in the end, so Lin Ximiao helped him to go to the cave next to him to rest.

When I entered the cave, I saw a mushroom that had always been huge, with a white surface and cracks.

Lin Ximiao wanted to take a closer look.

The voice of the system sounded in his head, "What about people. 】

Lin Ximiao didn't care about anything else, settled down with Old Man Tian, and returned to the banquet.

The rest of the group has been dismissed.

Only Chu Xiangmiao and Chen Zishi sat opposite each other, and the two of them were silent, eating a feast.

Seeing Lin Ximiao coming, Chen Zishi got up and saluted, and said with a smile: "Girl, are you a god?" A few days ago, I went to the mountains to find Zaixia, and now I am staying in this mountain pass, could it be that you are very fond of Zaixia? ”

Lin Ximiao looked Chen Zishi up and down, what a hermit in the mountains, why is he greasy when he gets off the mountain?

"Come here." Chu Xiangmiao's voice was cold.

Who provoked this uncle again?

Lin Ximiao complained in her heart, smiled at Chen Zishi, and walked to Chu Xiangmiao's side: "Ninth Master." ”

Chu Xiangmiao said faintly: "Sit and compose poetry." ”

Lin Ximiao's eyebrows jumped, did she hear it wrong? The Nine Princes asked her to sit down and compose poems? Or do you tell her that the seat is wet?

"Miss Lin's poetry is the best in the capital."

The dice were helping to fill the wine next to him, and he threw a look at Lin Ximiao.

Lin Ximiao felt bitter in her heart, the original owner was indeed the best in the capital, but she was not!

With four glances, Lin Ximiao opened her mouth, and her voice was astringent.

"This, the scenery in front of the mountain is good, the two of them eat, they are full, it's over."

The corners of Chu Xiangmiao's eyebrows jumped, and the wine glass in his hand rippled out of liquid.

Chen Zishi burst out laughing.

"Miss Lin is so funny."

Lin Ximiao pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, and secretly glanced at Chu Xiangmiao.

The ninth master's face was black and scary, holding a handkerchief, and slowly wiping his hands, as if it was stained with blood.

Lin Ximiao hurriedly retracted her gaze, she couldn't look at it, she was scared to death just by watching.

"Today's banquet for the king is aimed at meeting friends with literature, which is the sincerity of this king."

After Chu Xiangmiao finished speaking, he handed the handkerchief to Lin Ximiao and got up to leave.

Looking at his back, looking at the handkerchief in his hand, Lin Ximiao's mind was confused, did she let her wash it, or did she give it to her?

With a long sigh, he pulled Lin Ximiao's gaze back.

"Why is the gentleman sighing?" Lin Ximiao asked out loud.

Chen Zishi took the wine glass and smacked it: "The Nine Princes are reminding me, today is on an equal footing with me, it is the sincerity of the Nine Princes, and I have to show sincerity." ”

"Pity my Chen family, it's inseparable from this court battle."

Chen Zishi said, with another long sigh.

Seeing him bow his head and pick up the rice, Lin Ximiao was silent for a while and chose to shut up.

He packed up the feast and returned to the village.

A system prompt sounded in Lin Ximiao's head, and the task was completed.

A small doll mask appears in his hand.

The texture is soft and feels like silk in your hand.

Is this a disguise mask?

I used to read it in martial arts novels, but it was the first time I really got it.

Lin Ximiao put on the mask with great interest.

As soon as the mask touches the skin, it immediately fits on.

Lin Ximiao looked at the water basin, and the figure reflected on the water surface was at most eleven or twelve years old, and the flesh was extremely cute.

Lin Ximiao hurriedly raised her hand, her fingers were as slender as green onions, but at this time, she was also fleshy, and she was fat out of the pit.

Sure enough, it is produced by the system, it must be a high-quality product, and this mask is so convenient.

Touch the edge of the mask and remove it to restore its original appearance.

Lin Ximiao carefully put away the mask, and with this, she could go down the mountain for a walk.

Maybe one day, this mask may become a magic weapon to save her life.

"Miss Lin." The sound of dice was heard outside the door.

Lin Ximiao looked in the mirror, there was nothing wrong.

"Xiao Langjun come in."

The dice pushed the door in, looked around, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your place is too shabby, you go to find a pen and paper, if you have anything you want, just write it down, Ming'er will go down the mountain with our master." ”

Lin Ximiao's eyes lit up: "What does the ninth master mean?" ”

The dice made a gesture to spend money.

Lin Ximiao's smiling eyes were suddenly gone.

In fact, she is a person who is not material at all, but what the Ninth Master gives, how can it be the same as others, and if she doesn't accept it, she is disrespecting the Ninth Master.

"Then what identity will I use to go down with the Ninth Master tomorrow?" Lin Ximiao asked.

After all, now that she is an exile, no matter what, she can't leave this village.

"This ......" The dice scratched his head, smiled innocently, and his voice changed suddenly: "Ye said." If you don't even have this ability, then you will starve to death in the mountains! ”

Look at his back as he leaves in a hurry.

Lin Ximiao maintained a smile on her face, and felt sorry for the villain in her heart.

That evening, the village was bustling with activity.

The news of Chen Zishi's residence in the village spread far and wide, and others arranged it, and Lin Project knew his name, so he went to study that day.

And Lin Huancheng learned from Lin Ximiao that Chen Zishi's kung fu was good, and he also went to apprentice.

The two didn't know why, so they fooled the little bun away.

This time and again, almost everyone went to Chen Zishi.

Chu Xiangmiao didn't come out all night.

Looking at the quiet room opposite, Lin Ximiao's heart jumped, and she didn't know what the idea of this uncle was.

Early the next morning.

The dice stood at the door early and called Lin Ximiao.

Lin Ximiao hesitated with the mask in her hand, she would definitely be able to go out with this mask, but what if she was asked to explain?