The leader is being killed every day

Zhou Yiming in the 21st century basically never sleeps in. He has to get up at midnight, but this time, he fell asleep and slept until dusk, and he was still woken up by hunger.

Asking Qiyue to get some food, Ji Wuxiu spent a lot of time wearing those cumbersome clothes.Ancient clothing is very complicated, although it is troublesome, but I have to admit that it is also very beautiful.Qiyue bought him a moon-white dress today, the light blue material is as soft as water, and the light color looks very comfortable.

After eating breakfast and dinner together, Ji Wuxiu wanted to go out for a walk again. He forgot to pay for the tea last night, so he happened to pay it today.

But before stepping out of the threshold, a group of women came to Zuiwoxuan mightily.

Ji Wuxiu has an independent small building named Zuiwoxuan.Zuiwoxuan has two floors. Ji Wuxiu lives on the second floor and cannot enter without permission. On the first floor, there are several guest rooms. Ji Wuxiu doesn't know what they are for now, but sometimes I will also come to the lobby on this floor if there are matters to discuss.

There are a total of six women in this group, all of them are shy flowers in a closed moon, with the appearance of sinking fish and wild goose. From the first to the last, they are Yijing, Erya, Sanxia, ​​Silan, Wuxi, and Liuxian.All six people leaned over slightly, with exactly the same movements, and then called Pavilion Master Ji Wuxiu, all in unison. This was the first time Ji Wuxiu saw these six people. Qiyue said that her six sisters usually meet together Get up and see yourself, if you don't recognize them, then recognize the initials of their names from right to left, one two three four five six, that's why Ji Wuxiu remembered their names.

"Pavilion Master." Yijing took a step forward, leaning slightly, and said, "The annual competition for the first prize is approaching, what is the Pavilion Master's plan for this year?"

When these words were spoken, Ji Wuxiu didn't feel a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of others, but then it disappeared, and he smiled knowingly.

"Queen selection contest?" Ji Wuxiu raised his eyebrows, thinking it should be quite interesting, he asked, "When?"

"March, the end of spring." Yijing nodded and replied, what Qiyue wanted to say, was stared back by Yijing.

"It's the first month now, Wuxiu Pavilion is the organizer, and there are still more than two months left. The pavilion owner can think about how to organize this competition." Erya stood up and said.

……

Dare to let him be the planner, well, he came from modern times, it shouldn't be too difficult to plan games or something!

"Well... Let me think about it, you should all be participating in the competition then, and talent competition is definitely indispensable, so you go to practice first!" Ji Wuxiu waved his hand, wanting them to leave quickly, and only six people came in from one Just staring at Ji Wuxiu, it made his heart shudder.

The six people didn't know why, but they all had smiles on their faces, and they didn't say much about the rest, and only left after saluting.

After bypassing Zuiwoxuan, the six people turned their heads to look at Zuiwoxuan in unison.

Sanxia said solemnly: "Pavilion Master's amnesia is very serious."

"Not to mention anything else, I can't even feel the inner strength at all. Is it gone, or is it brought back to life and entered a new realm?"

"Too much talk, but less temper"

"I still feel...so stupid, but I really believed our words and went to find a way for the competition!"

"If he recovers his memory, wouldn't our sisters die miserably!"

six people:"……"

Having said that, the real purpose of the Sixth Sisters was to see the Wuxiu Pavilion Master who had been brought back to life. When she entered the door and saw her dazed look, she deliberately played tricks on the spur of the moment.In fact, Ji Wuxiu never had to worry about this competition. Chongqing and those people will make arrangements for themselves. Ji Wuxiu just needs to watch and wait for the result, and then the winner can make a request to Ji Wuxiu. The pavilion will do it for him. Of course, the oiran will naturally owe Ji Wuxiu a favor.Although it is not easy to be an oiran, even the title of oiran is resounding enough. If two favors are repaid, naturally one is owed.There are no benefits in the world that can be obtained for nothing. If you want to get something, you have to pay some price.

Night came again silently, quietly and alone.There is no bright white flag lamp on the head, no rustling sound of the pen nib on the draft paper, no girl at the same table giggling while reading a novel, no need to hurry, no need to bury your head in homework all day, suddenly found, good boring!

Originally, I wanted to go out for a stroll, but the six of them got in the way and brought up the issue of the contest, and Ji Wuxiu didn't want to go out anymore. After thinking about the contest, he was so bored that he fell asleep after thinking about it caught.

Ji Wuxiu woke up in the middle of the night. After sleeping for so long during the day, and now he slept for a while, he was already full of sleep, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Just thinking about how to spend this long night, it suddenly occurred to Mu Feng that the former pavilion master would never scribble on his face, that is to say, he didn't need makeup when he went out, with a strange identity like Ji Wuxiu It's still the owner of the pavilion, and he will never stay in the house all the time, and a big man, wearing a veil when going out, may be mistaken for a woman or something, which is quite awkward, as can be seen from the awe of others towards Ji Wuxiu In the past, Ji Wuxiu was a person who did not cover up, but he could not reveal his identity, so in order to go out conveniently, he should wear a personal leather mask or something?

Thinking of this, Ji Wuxiu turned over and got out of bed.

According to the routine, people in ancient times, especially mysterious people, would always set up some kind of secret room and secret room in the room. Maybe Ji Wuxiu hid some treasures in his office.

Thus, the current Ji Wuxiu started his treasure hunting journey.

Until the cock crowed and the sky was getting brighter, Ji Wuxiu was tired in the middle of the night and had nothing to gain, and now he was lying on the carpet in the middle of the room to rest.

Tired eyes opened, and an inexplicable sense of crisis swept over him. There was a conical thing hanging from the center of the feather wind chime above his head, and the tip was pointing at the center of his brow.

"Oh my god!" Ji Wuxiu yelled in his heart, if that thing suddenly fell, that little fate would have to be over again.

Ji Wuxiu raised his head to get up, his head was dizzy for a while, and hit the carpet again, but this time the place under Ji Wuxiu's head was knocked, judging by the sound - empty!

After adjusting his breath, he closed his eyes again, and he no longer felt dizzy when he got up again.

Then, after a lot of effort, the big and thick carpet was lifted, and there was a square grid on the place where the pointed spine was facing. Ji Wuxiu carefully opened the grid, and there was no hidden weapon, so he put it down Heart, take out what's inside.

A human skin mask, two books, a jade pendant, and a folding fan.

There were only these four things. After taking them out, Ji Wuxiu covered the grid and restored the carpet to its original state.

The author has something to say: thank you for patiently reading the first few chapters, the cuties, the sun always comes after the storm, because the teasing is about to start.