"A-Niang, what do you guess this is?"

"What?" Shen's mother thought to herself, Zuo was just a box used by her daughter to hold pills and magic weapons, and she wanted to make her daughter happy, so she deliberately said, "Is it difficult or a dressing box?"

"Ahh ”

"Huh?" This time it was Shen's mother's turn to be surprised, it was really a dressing box.

But what does a daughter a monk want to do with a dressing box?

This can't be blamed on Shen Mu's shallow knowledge, but in her concept, the monk's time is spent on cultivation. In their eyes, dressing up is a pure waste of time, and it will only delay their cultivation.

Moreover, the monk's cultivation itself is to remove impurities from the body, and the appearance will become more and more exquisite and clear, and tend to be perfect. There is no need to dress up with these vulgar powders at all.

But as the saying goes, there is no such thing as the most beautiful, only more beautiful. Mother Shen didn't know that many female cultivators did not hesitate to use spiritual objects to refine rouge gouache for the sake of beauty, so that they could cultivate beauty at the same time.

Of course, the price of these rouge gouaches refined from spiritual objects is also very touching. After all, spiritual things have a price, and people's love for beauty is priceless.

However, in Shen Xingluo's dressing box, there was no rouge full of aura, all of them were ordinary things.

"A-Niang, cultivating immortals just removes the impurities in the human body, which can make people's skin whiter, brighter eyes, and better complexion, and it doesn't change the shape of your facial features. To change the facial features, you still have to rely on these external modifications. ”

Shen Xingluo said as he opened the bottles and cans in the box, and applied various colored pigments to his face, occasionally using a small piece of flesh-colored things to cushion his cheeks and chin.

Within half an hour, the beautiful woman gradually turned into a rough man with a slender face, a goatee, and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. After spraying the last layer of glue on his hands and neck, Shen Xingluo took out a blue-black robe from the bag and put it on his body.

It is the steward of the rich family who runs errands outside all the year round.

Shen's mother gradually became interesting from the initial shock, and from time to time pointed out where it needed to be repaired.

When it was done, she looked left and right and said, "Mom, don't you look like your parents?"

Meng Changxing is the eldest son of the Meng family, and now he helps Shen's mother manage several shops outside.

Meng Shi also looked at it with interest, and nodded again and again when he heard the words: "Like, especially this mole." She pointed to the irregularly shaped mole at the corner of Shen Xingluo's mouth.

"No wonder A-Niang must let this mole be put on it, it turns out to be like Uncle Changxing. Shen Xingluo smiled, "Okay, little Changxing will go and drive for his wife." ”

After that, he spun on his toes, jumped out of the carriage happily, sat on the wheel, and said loudly: "Meng Bo, I'll help you drive." He snatched the long whip from Meng Bo's hand, shook his hand, and threw a loud whip in the air.

The sky is high and the earth is far away, and there are many mountains and rivers in ancient times.

"Drive!" was as cheerful and crisp as her heart suddenly brightened.

The Zhou family in the natural city has been the talk of ordinary people in the city after tea and dinner these days.

Why?

Because a strange thing happened in their family! The former head of the Zhou family, that is, Shen's mother's biological father, Zhou Yunming, has returned.

What's so strange about this? He is the head of the Zhou family, and the Zhou family is his home, so why can't he come back?

Could it be that the current head of the family did not let him come back, but the current head of the family is his own son. Zhou Yongshou, the current head of the Zhou family, is the eldest in the rankings, and he is self-denying, but he is not the guy his younger brother Zhou Yongcheng who can't be carried.

"So what's so strange?" the storyteller was shocked, and his spit flew, "It turns out that this Zhou Yunming died ten years ago, buried in the ancestral grave of the Zhou family, and his bones were about to turn into mud. Now that he's back alive, don't you think it's strange?"

The storyteller's question was thrown, and there was silence under the teahouse, and suddenly, everyone shouted "boo" in unison.

"What's so strange about this, the boss of the Zhou family cultivates immortals by himself, I heard that their niece is the beloved disciple of the great immortal, and the old man Zhou is afraid that he is also a monk, and he is not dead at all, what is strange," among the people drinking tea below, someone provoked, "Qi Tiezui, don't you can't say anything, just take something nonsense and make up the number." ”

"Hehe, saying this, I'm afraid you don't know how Old Man Zhou died, right?" Qi Tiezui took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly.

"It is said that Zhou Yunming, the previous head of the Zhou family, is dedicated to the Tao, but unfortunately he does not have a spiritual root, but he was lucky to give birth to a son with a spiritual root, which is the current head of the family, Zhou Yongshou. The daughter married into the Xiuxian world again. Zhou Yunming has seen many means of cultivating immortals, and he has no intention of becoming an immortal. ”

"But how can you cultivate immortals without a spiritual root?" someone couldn't help but interject.

Qi Tiezui smiled slightly: "Yes, you can't cultivate immortals without a spiritual root, this is a well-known thing." But the head of the Zhou family didn't believe in this evil, and he didn't know where he heard a statement. It is said that a long, long time ago, the true gods could make people who did not have spiritual roots grow spiritual roots. So for the sake of this rumor, the head of the Zhou family didn't even want his home and went out to find the gods. ”

"Oh my God, he's crazy. Someone exclaimed, "Even those immortal masters who can fly to the heavens and the earth haven't found the gods, just him?"

If the gods were so easy to find, this would not be a cabbage on the side of the road, and everyone would be able to look for it.

"yes, so he's dead. Qi Tiezui said.

Uh, what's the reason, just because he believed in the gods, because he went to the gods, so he died?

A thin man in green clothes sitting in the corner muttered in a low voice: "What kind of death is this, the curse of the gods." As he spoke, he threw a peanut into his mouth, chewed it with a "crunch", and a conspicuous black mole at the corner of his mouth moved up and down.

This person is Shen Xingluo, who doesn't even know her mother with makeup, she didn't follow Shen's mother to Zhou's house, she just said it and went around.

Shen's mother only thought that she had not left the mountain for many years and wanted to go out to play and go shopping. Even if she was anxious because of the Zhou family's affairs, she didn't stop her.

"I know this," the sedan chair man sitting on the threshold took off his shoes and knocked the mud under his feet, "Old man Zhou ran into the old forest and was bitten to death by a demon beast." ”

Everyone looked at him with obvious disbelief, if the head of the Zhou family was really bitten to death by a demon beast, this is not a good way to die, and the Zhou family is also a big family with a head and a face, how could a sedan chair man who ran through the streets and alleys know about this.

"Don't believe it, I was on duty in the Yangming Lane area at that time, and that night I was at the foot of Mrs. Zhang's house, and I saw a black shadow writhing on the ground, making a sound of humming and chirping while moving, and my legs were weak with fright. ”

The personal experience of the sedan chair driver is more attractive than Qi Tiezui's storytelling.