MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 135

Jing Zhao's injury is still not healed, Xie Changyun took her back to the town, planning to find an inn to stay temporarily.

When passing by a ready-made clothing store on the road, Jing Zhao said that she wanted to go in and buy a change of clothes. She wore this outfit all the way along the way, and it was almost tattered like Xie Changyun's clothes.

Of course, Xie Changyun would not have any objections, and the two entered the tailor shop.

When the store owner saw the outfits of the two, his face was displeased, and he had no intention of coming out to greet them, "Look at the clothes? Just look at them, but don't touch them with your hands!" He didn't expect them to buy them at all.

For this kind of guy who judges people by their appearance, Jing Zhao didn't bother to reason with him, and just looked in the store.

Xie Changyun didn't look sideways, standing in the store like a white wooden stake.

Jing Zhao went directly to the men's clothing area, picked out a ready-made garment that was similar in style and color to Xie Changyun's, and handed it to Xie Changyun, "Change the clothes on you."

Xie Changyun was stunned for a moment, looked at the white robe in front of him and said in a low voice: "No, the one on me is fine, you choose it!"

"It's almost like a beggar, what's the point!" Jing Zhao couldn't help but put the clothes in Xie Changyun's hands.

Before Xie Changyun said anything, the shop owner on the side became anxious, "Hey, hey, put it down! Who told you to touch it."

Jing Zhao rolled his eyes, directly took out a silver **** from the purse Xie Changyun gave him, and handed it to the shopkeeper, "Where is the place to change?"

The shopkeeper's expression was like that of a Sichuan opera. After receiving the money, Nudezi smiled happily, turned to Xie Changyun and said, "Young Master, come with me."

Xie Changyun wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Jing Zhao pushed him forward, "Hurry up and change."

Xie Changyun looked down at the clothes in his hand, and finally followed the shopkeeper to the changing place.

Jing Zhao continued to browse the store, and then picked out a ready-to-wear for himself.

She prefers bright yellow because it is the color of her body.

When Xie Changyun came out, he didn't see Jing Zhao's figure, and the shopkeeper was still chattering at the side recommending other styles of clothes to him. Xie Changyun felt a little noisy, and frowned uncomfortably.

Suddenly hearing the sound behind him, Xie Changyun subconsciously turned around, and the bright yellow dress just broke into his sight.

For convenience, Jing Zhao braided his hair into a long side whip hanging in front of his chest. His head was very plain, without any decorations, and the dress was quite plain except for the color, but it matched that face. Like a bright moon shining brightly, it is dazzling.

Xie Changyun was in a trance for a moment, and the bright yellow was in front of him in a blink of an eye. He felt inexplicably cramped, and stood there a little stiffly, not daring to move.

Jing Zhao circled around Xie Changyun, and couldn't help sighing, don't look at Daoist Xie's rough life, but even the shabby clothes can't hide the fact that he was very handsome, now he changed into clean and tidy clothes, which made him even more beautiful. The spirit of the earth immortal.

Looking down, Jing Zhao saw that Xie Changyun was still holding his old clothes in his hand, he reached for it and said casually, "You don't need this clothes..."

Before touching the clothes, Xie Changyun avoided him. He tilted his head slightly to reveal the curve of his neck, "It's okay, keep it, you can still wear it after washing."

A piece of clothing, he could keep it if he wanted to, so Jing Zhao naturally wouldn't say much, and looked up at the man again, good-looking is good-looking, it's this hair...

Xie Changyun usually really doesn't care about his personal image. His long hair hasn't been taken care of for a long time. It's a bit like a chicken coop with a ponytail tied casually hanging behind his head. He feels decadent and depressed. He doesn't look like a Taoist priest but like a warrior .

Looking across the store, Jing Zhao caught a glimpse of a wooden comb, and asked the shopkeeper to borrow it for use. He also took a white hair tie that was on sale at the store counter, and said to Xie Changyun, "Quick, Mr. Dao!" Come here, let me brush your hair."

Comb your hair? Xie Changyun silently looked at the wooden comb in Jing Zhao's hand, a little hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that he was not moving, Jing Zhao walked over and grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him onto a chair beside him.

Xie Changyun was pressed to sit on the chair, his face was normal, but his body was extremely tense. Feeling the hands caressed in his hair, he slowly lowered his eyes, and unconsciously curled up and clenched the hands on his knees.

Taking off the cloth towel that covered his hair, Jing Zhao tied him into a half-high ponytail, with his slender black hair hanging behind him, and the rest of his hair was half-tucked on top of his head with a white headband.

After tidying up, Jing Zhao walked up to Xie Changyun, took a look, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, Daoist Priest looks better now."

Xie Changyun rarely pays attention to whether people are good-looking or not. He only knows that the more beautiful the monster is, the higher its cultivation level may be and the more difficult it is to deal with.

But now, for the first time, Xie Changyun took a serious look at a person, not to see if there was something evil about this person, but simply to look at her appearance, and finally came to a conclusion that she was really good-looking.

Xie Changyun came back to his senses in an instant, feeling ashamed of what he had just thought, when did he actually value appearance like those secular men?

The white ears turned red suddenly, and Xie Changyun couldn't hide his composure as he got up, turned his eyes away and said, "Is the selection over? Let's go after the selection!"

"Oh, good. Shopkeeper, do you have enough money?" Jing Zhao looked at the shopkeeper and asked.

The shopkeeper quickly replied: "Enough is enough, this is the money for looking for the girl, girl keep it."

After Jing Zhao received the money, the two left from the tailor shop and found a nearby inn in the city, where they rested for two days.

In the evening, after taking a shower, Jing Zhao packed his things on the bed and prepared to leave tomorrow.

They went south all the way, and it was difficult to encounter such a large town on the road, so they bought some things that should be bought.

It was mainly some wound medicine and some condiments. Last time, the salt exchanged from that aunt was eaten up within a few days. This time, Jing Zhao specially bought some more.

I bought a lot of things, and more than half of the money in the money bag was gone. Jing Zhao sat on the bed and poured out all the silver coins in the bag, and found that there was a thick pile of money besides the silver coins at the bottom of the money bag... Yellow talisman.

They are all already drawn, and the familiar runes are Xie Changyun's handwriting at first glance.

Jing Zhao came out with the runes and counted them, and found that the number of runes was almost all that Xie Changyun had in the pocket around his waist before.

Jing Zhao still remembered that Xie Changyun had drawn her runes that could protect the soles of her feet from being worn out, but the mana on each rune had a time limit of exhaustion, Jing Zhao’s feet were not tender like men’s feet, basically Every few days, Xie Changyun would draw new runes for her.

Seeing the scarcity of talisman papers, Daoist Xie rarely showed a sad expression on his face.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Jing Zhao only felt sad and funny, and at the same time had some unspeakable feelings in his heart.

After separating the rune and silver nude, Jing Zhao got up and closed the window, then turned around and blew out the candles in the house.

In the early morning of the next day, the two left the big city that they had finally encountered, and gradually walked from the wide official road to the secluded mountain village path.

Xie Changyun was silent most of the time. When Jing Zhao spoke, he listened quietly. Later, when the two stopped to rest in the forest, Xie Changyun gradually began to tell her some things about himself, about his. The master, a Taoist in white, talked about all kinds of monsters he encountered along the way.

If monster hunters also look at their resumes, Taoist Xie must be the best one. He has caught so many monsters that Jing Zhao has never even heard of them, but Xie Changyun clearly knows the weaknesses of those monsters, and knows how to rescue mortals who are hurt by them. .

When he heard that Xie Changyun had encountered a harmful flower demon, Jing Zhao couldn't help asking: "Daoist, have you heard of Qiansanghua?"

Xie Changyun was slightly taken aback, then shook his head, "Never." Then he asked curiously, "What kind of flower is that?"

Jing Zhao smiled and shook his head, "Actually, I don't know, I just heard that there is such a kind of flower, which has two appearances when it blooms, one is extremely fragrant, and the other is tasteless, which is strange. I wrote it down."

Xie Changyun lowered his eyes, seemed to think for a while, then smiled and said: "This flower is quite different."

"Yes." Jing Zhao also bent his lips. Under the boundless night, the eyes of the two briefly met in the air, like the moonlight spreading on the lake, shimmering when the breeze blows.

After several days of driving on the road, Jing Zhao, who had never encountered a town, came across a lake in the mountains. The lake was so clear that he could even see various pebbles laid out under the water.

After many days of eating and sleeping in the open air, Jing Zhao moved the idea of ​​taking a bath. After telling Xie Changyun, Xie Daochang's face turned red to the extent visible to the naked eye, and he looked away at the rocks beside the lake quite uncomfortable. I'll wait for you outside."

Jing Zhao hugged his changed clothes, looked at Xie Changyun's straight back and said softly, "Master Dao, can you please don't go, I'm afraid that I'm here alone."

Xie Changyun didn't look back, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I won't go far outside."

"But the Taoist priest is going outside, if there is anything in the water, the Taoist priest will not be able to save me in time..." Jing Zhaoyue said in a lower voice, as if she was really scared.

Hearing the words, Xie Changyun turned around hesitantly, raised his eyes to look at the bottomless lake, and then looked at the soft and weak woman in front of him, his eyes were a little embarrassed.

But Jing Zhao slowly pulled his sleeves and said, "Or the Taoist priest is here! I believe that the Taoist priest is a gentleman, and he will definitely not peep."

Xie Changyun still sat down by the lake. In order to avoid accidentally seeing something he shouldn't see, he not only turned his back to the lake, but also covered his eyes with a white cloth.

It's just that the eyes are blocked, but the voice in the ears can't be blocked. He can clearly hear the sound of her entering the water, the sound of the lake splashing on her body, and...

"Master Dao, the water is really clear, why don't you come down and wash it too?"

Xie Changyun coughed suddenly, his back trembled, and a silver bell-like laughter suddenly sounded in his ears. Xie Changyun slightly tilted his head, and his thin lips curled up in a somewhat helpless arc.

Jing Zhao sank into the lake, poured the water from his shoulders, turned around and looked at the man standing still on the shore, and slowly curled his lips.

"Master! Ah—"

Suddenly there was a big fluctuation on the lake surface, and there was Jing Zhao's call. Xie Changyun got up subconsciously, still facing the lake, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a frown, "Miss Jing? What's wrong with you?"

There was no sound to respond, Xie Changyun concentrated, only the sound of water rippling on the surface of the lake, he no longer cared about turning around anxiously, "Miss Jing? Can you hear it?"

"Taoist...help me..." At this time, there was another weak call from the lake.

Xie Changyun sensed the panic in her voice, listened to her voice to identify her position, and flew into the lake.

Still blindfolded, Xie Changyun said anxiously: "Miss Jing, what's wrong with you?"

"Master Dao, it seems that something swam past my feet under the water just now."

Before Xie Changyun could react, a warm body rushed into his arms, and he froze immediately, but the person in his arms hugged him tighter and tighter.

"It's like a snake, I dare not speak or move, I'm afraid it will bite me." Jing Zhao directly wrapped his whole body around Xie Changyun's body, trembling with fear.

Xie Changyun didn't dare to reach out or move, and asked in a daze, "Where is the snake, where is the snake?"

Jing Zhao raised his eyes to admire his graceful jawline, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know, it seems to have wandered away."

"..."

The water droplets on Xie Changyun's body gradually soaked through his clothes, and the soft touch became more and more obvious. After a long silence, Xie Changyun said, "Miss Jing, can you... come down first?"

Jing Zhao wrapped his fingers around a strand of his broken hair, and his watery eyes were full of panic, "But I'm afraid, Daoist, can you hug me up?"

Xie Changyun remained silent for another moment. Although he was blindfolded, he seemed to feel the movement of the person on his body entangled his hair, causing him to lower his head slightly. On top of the slightly dark red thin lips was a pointed nose tip. As if touching something soft, Xie Changyun was stunned, subconsciously wanted to raise his head, but felt the back of his head loosen, and the white cloth covering his eyes fell off instantly.

Xie Changyun suddenly felt bad, and closed his eyes in an instant.

Jing Zhao's fingers slowly climbed onto his shoulders, holding the white cloth between his fingertips, and threw it into the water, then he lay on the man's shoulders and said aggrievedly, "Master Dao, did you see everything just now?"

Even though Xie Changyun had just closed his eyes in time, some lingering shadows still appeared in his mind, making his fingertips tremble a little.

His throat was a little itchy, and Xie Changyun, who never lied, could only apologize at a loss, "I'm sorry, Miss Jing, I...I..."

"Xie Changyun." Jing Zhao called his name suddenly, with some dissatisfaction in his soft tone, "Can you stop calling me Miss Jing?"

Xie Changyun was stunned, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Jing Zhao gently stroked his closed eyelids with his fingers, felt the tremor under his eyelids, and slowly approached his ear and whispered, "I want to be called Zhaozhao by the priest."

Xie Changyun's ears were already blushing, he opened his lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, but pursed his lips, and said to Jing Zhao, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

Then he carried the man ashore through his sleeves, put him on the ground, then hurriedly backed away, stood behind the tall wormwood and said humanely to his back: "Miss Jing, put on your clothes first, so as not to catch a cold."

Jing Zhao stood on a rock, listening to the man's slightly unsteady voice, curled his lips silently, picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on himself, and walked out from the lake.

Xie Changyun listened to the footsteps passing by, and when he opened his eyes, he only saw a figure from the back. He was taken aback for a moment, and then followed.

The two walked side by side, with Xie Changyun carrying a cartilage umbrella on his back and Jing Zhao's burden on his shoulder.

Xie Changyun usually didn't talk much, and he thought it was okay if he didn't speak, until Jing Zhao didn't speak to him along the way, Xie Changyun finally realized that Miss Jing seemed to be angry.

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