Bandit Butterfly gl

No, as long as there is dirt, it has been covered with exotic flowers and weeds. Every time I step on it, I feel distressed, and I don't know where she will take me.But this mango is really delicious, the flesh is sweet and juicy, and the core is not visible after four or five bites.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked her so bluntly, because she was so friendly that she offered me a mango.

"Bandit." She squinted at me, looking like a fool.

"Hmph! Then how do you explain this place?"

"It's here. You can look around. I want to practice, so don't disturb me." She didn't answer my question at all, and pointed to the front.There is a white lotus platform in the lake, and there are faint clouds of seven colors scattered around and then back together, making it hard to see clearly, but it must be a treasure.

"You want to practice on that lotus platform? It seems so rare." I squinted my eyes to try to see clearly.

"That's nothing more than the illusion of a lotus stem. At that time, the twelfth-grade pure world white lotus was transformed into three spiritual treasures: red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves, which were obtained by Sanqing. The stem, which has been buried in the deep swamp for thousands of years. One day I flew over there and felt a faint aura, so I picked it up and raised it." She spoke, and suddenly realized that she was cute in an instant: "Damn, I Why are you talking so much to a layman? Just play with the mud by yourself, and I will take you out when it’s time for dinner.” After speaking, he jumped to the lotus platform, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged , Peaceful and quiet like a detached fairy.

In fact, she is also very kind.I was sitting by the lake, watching her while eating mangoes, my mouth was ringing, she was unmoved and didn't scold me, I'm afraid she had already fallen into samadhi quickly.

After eating the mango, I dug a pit and buried the remaining skin and core, hoping that it will grow into a green mango tree overnight, full of bigger and sweeter fruits, and then I can generously give Chang Wenxia Said: "Here, for the sake of treating me to mangoes, I will treat you to eat too, and I can give you two."

After washing my hands in the water of the lake, I decided to take a stroll around and pick some flowers for hair oil. I can't come back empty-handed, and I believe someone will not mind.Take off the cotton coat, one is too warm here, and the other is good for pocketing flowers, anyway, there is only one Chang Wenxia who has settled down, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Wearing a pale middle coat, I made the black cotton skirt into a bundle. First I picked two water hibiscus flowers by the lake, and then I found a blooming osmanthus tree. A bush of black chrysanthemums, I picked more than six or seven flowers, and then found... Forget it, I don't know how many flowers were ruined by that person, didn't she feel her ears were burning?

In the end, the cotton coat couldn't be wrapped anymore, but it was still early, so I walked to the lake again.Chang Wenxia was still in a state of sedation, motionless, like a lifelike statue, and the visible aura floated around her regularly, circle after circle, never dissipating.After watching it for a long time, I seemed to be hypnotized, and I was so sleepy that I simply slept on the exposed roots of the huge peach blossom tree behind me.There seems to be no other animals in this place, except me and her, so I don't have to worry about being disturbed by snakes, rats and ants when I sleep in the open air.

Lying down flat, closing my eyes, the sweet and fragrant air entered my nostrils, and I had a dream...

In my dream, I saw a monk open an altar under the willow to preach the Dharma. For three whole days, the people in the village were deeply educated. They were all grateful and begged the monk to stay one more day to teach the Dharma. One more day of teaching." After saying that, he was about to get up and leave.Just as the villagers sighed, a black chrysalis fell from the willow branch, and it happened to land on the monk's head.The villagers were shocked when they saw this, and apologized to the monk one after another, thinking that the evil insects in the village had humiliated the eminent monk in front of them, and they were afraid that he would blame him.There was even a young man sitting in the front row with an angry tone: "Don't blame the eminent monk, just brush off the butterfly chrysalis, and wait for the disciples to trample this blind animal to death." After hearing this, the monk asked: "Every living being has a Buddha." Sex, this butterfly chrysalis fell from the height of the willow branch regardless of life and death, just to keep the poor monk with you, why should the donor blame it?" After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist name, saying: "Amitabha, the poor monk I will stay here and continue to open the altar until the chrysalis turns into a butterfly." Therefore, the monk preached the Dharma to the villagers during the day and meditated under the willow at night. A seven-color butterfly glowing with spiritual light appeared, and surrounded the monk for a long time, unwilling to leave.The monk left the village and saw the colorful butterfly following him all the time, so he said to it, "Now that your spiritual wisdom has been developed, go practice yourself." After saying this, he turned into a Buddha and flew to the west on a cloud and fog.

What a weird dream.I woke up from the dream, and the dream was still clear, presumably it was the effect of this fairyland, and the dream of sleeping in the hair was more noble than usual.Rubbing my eyes, I looked at Chang Wenxia on the lotus platform again, but saw that it had gathered its aura, and it seemed to be finished.

I picked up the bundle of cotton skirt wrapped in flowers at my feet and stood up to meet her.She flew towards me, and when she saw me, she said, "Chu Panniang, why did you take off your clothes when I told you to play in the mud?" Then, she frowned and looked at my baggage... the chrysanthemum protruding from her mouth was angry. Said: "You have actually robbed the head of the village master, how brave you are!"

I rolled my eyes to the sky: "Why is Tangtang Baishuizhai so petty? These few small flowers are enough for me to make two or three cans of oil, and it will disappear after a few times of rubbing."

She took a deep breath, still frowning, but there was no anger in her words, and said, "I heard from Qingyan that the hair oil you made is very good?" She used two of them and they were very good. This guy's mouth is trembling, or Liu Qingyan's excessive praise, the girl said she couldn't figure it out.

"Hehehe, it's nothing more than family-inspired skills and a little bit of knowledge. I'm number one in the city." I've always thought I was number one in the country, but I'm too embarrassed to be too arrogant in front of her.

"It's not modest." She glanced at me contemptuously, and said again: "I tell you, I don't need to pursue the matter of stealing my flowers for the time being, but the things I make cannot be used by outsiders."

"Outsiders?" I suddenly felt that she was really mean, so I asked, "Who are the people other than outsiders?"

"Of course you are an oilman and I am a flower grower." She pulled out the black chrysanthemum with its head protruding, pointed to it and said, "This is something that grows in autumn. Do you think it is so easy to be warm here?" Blossoms in overgrown places? They absorb the aura from the ground, and then transform it into a higher purity aura that is easier for me to absorb. I just need to find a free time to eat them, and I can help my practice. Now you have picked them, you say I Should I get a copy back?"

"Oh, such a good thing, are you still willing to use it for me?" I widened my eyes, and I always felt that I had taken a lot of advantage from her today, and I couldn't help but sell her a good deal after getting a bargain.

The corner of her mouth twitched, with a disgusted expression on her face: "With your sneaky skills, if you want to use it, I can still stop you? Okay, go back to eat."

☆, 12 memories

Chang asked Xia not to invite me to dinner that night, but it was a pity that I was not familiar with the place where I was born, and I didn't have two clothes to change, so I changed into a brown-red cotton gown that looked like an inconspicuous fabric but was very thick, and let me go by myself The canteen solves stomach problems.I was also happy and at ease, anyway, after eating the big green awn full of aura, I always felt that it would be fine not to eat for three days.

Tuo Shitou bought alum, sesame oil and tea oil from the foot of the mountain. He confiscated my money, and I didn't force it. Everyone knew the reasons for it. Anyway, it was public money, so it was just a penny.Seventeen or eight cans of fragrant flower head oil were pickled in the house, some of them were picked from Chang Wenxia's valley, and some women in the village asked their men to get them from other places, no matter which one it is, just wait for ten days After a while, you can open the can to get the oil.I would also like to compare. I often ask Xiakou what is different about the hair oil made from the flowers that absorb the aura of the earth compared with the ones made from ordinary flowers.

The days are still orderly and leisurely, the work in the account room is never busy until noon, women's gossip is always heard like a surround sound system, and the handsome eight-foot man always brings me breakfast with meat, and I always eat what he sends There is no psychological burden for breakfast.Sister Shuang always blames me with envy, because I am always neither salty nor light nor hot to the outstanding eight-foot man, but I still eat his breakfast relaxed and happy.Take him, take him, they tell me.Accept him, accept him, an older young woman like you needs a decent support to live in a bandit village, even if I say this to myself, it still can’t change the fact that he didn’t confess to me, hey, even a chance to refuse No, what to talk about accepting.

One day, I went to find Liu Qingyan.Because she has figured out Chang Wenxia's habit of avoiding three meals a day, she is always absent.Others don't know where the head of the family has gone, but I know that she went to practice in a place where there is not even a living thing. As soon as she crosses her legs, she enters meditation, and as soon as she enters meditation, she forgets you, me and all sentient beings. She can ignore the world's affairs completely. net.There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate. Although this description is biased, the fact is that without Chang Wenxia, ​​in the eyes of everyone in the village, Liu Qingyan, the weak and weak wife of the village, naturally becomes the biggest. She, she is willing to see me, things that seemed sneaky have become reasonable and no one dares to gossip.

"Pan Niang, come in quickly, I have something to tell you." She looked nervous when she saw me, dragged me into the room and quickly locked the door.

I looked at the calm and incompetent look on her face suspiciously, and had a premonition that there was some important gossip to share with me, so I immediately put on a serious look, stared at her and asked, "What's wrong? What made you panic so much?" ?”

She led me to sit at the round table, didn't even care about tea and snacks, grabbed my hand and said mysteriously: "I heard from my servants that the Wang family and our Liu family have sent several teams of people with knives over the past few days. Wandering around, trying to find a way into the village." She frowned, and sighed again: "However, that person's restraint is so strong that they can't find it."

Liu Qingyan already knew about Chang Wen and Xia Shi's acquisition of spells. After all, after staying for so many days, everyone in the village recounted the deeds of a certain person's old sesame seeds and rotten millet over and over again in their spare time. It is difficult for anyone not to know about the undisguised private propaganda.

"Don't worry, life is going well anyway." Looking at her eager expression of thinking about Jun, I couldn't help lamenting that love is something that makes people greedy and anxious: "Isn't that person not with you?" Sleeping in the same room? It will be later later, Second Miss, you are innocent, and you are not afraid that the prince of the Wang family will not want you. "

"That's what I said, but it's not a long-term solution. If they can't come in a day or two, or in a month or two months, I can still wait, but if they don't come in a year or two, it will take ten years or 20 years." If you can't come up, or if you come up but you can't take it away and you can't survive, then what should you and I do, and what should we do with Zaian? At that time, that person will still believe your nonsense prescriptions, Respect me like a guest? Or maybe even if she lost interest in me and let me go down the mountain, Zaian has already married someone else and has no affection for me, Panniang, what do you think should I do?"

I patted her hands that were tangled due to nervousness, and said seriously with the most serious expression in my life: "If he saves you, you have to thank God for you and Wang Zaian, a man who is caring, intentional, good-looking and capable." Take a marriage rope; if he is waiting for you, you should thank God for giving you such a good relationship that can withstand the passing of time and years; even if he betrays you, you should also thank God for letting you live in the future Before you gave me your body, you saw clearly the true face of his weakness, incompetence and misfortune. If so, why do you want to miss him wholeheartedly, but don't want to give time to hone him and test him so that you can see through him?"

Liu Qingyan was a little surprised to hear what I said, opened her mouth slightly for a long time before reacting, and finally said gratefully: "I think I'm really a fan of the authorities, Panniang, it's the Liu family who buried you."

I couldn't help laughing wildly when I heard her words: "Hehehe Second Miss, you said that the Liu Mansion buried me? Could it be that you still think, Panniang, I should open a school and talk about reality if I have nothing to do? Guilty is not guilty, and then I will teach the wives how to deal with lovelorn depression, premarital anxiety, and postpartum depression?" I counted for her with my fingers, and she couldn't help but shyly laughed.Originally, I’m not a psychiatrist, but there is always a rule in the hairdressing circle. When I’m working, I chat with customers to pass the time and communicate with each other to make him a repeat customer. This is a compulsory course.Some customers often come to change their hairstyles to change their mood. Most of them are sick in their hearts. As a person who takes care of other people’s hairstyles, they naturally have to take care of other people’s moods. Come and return happily, even if the hair is not done within their ideal range, they will not pursue it.Of course, none of my customers thought my workmanship was bad, but the root cause was that I was too good.

Somehow I'm reminded of the time I flew to Canada for a retreat in my early twenties...

At that time, I worked part-time in a well-known hair salon and only worked at night.Unlike China, Canada has an overwhelming majority of female hairdressers, and they tend to be more popular than male hairdressers.I interpret this phenomenon as the fact that Canadian girls have such a rich private life that they don't even need to strike up conversations with handsome guys while getting their hair cut.When I was young, with corn pudding hair, colorful highlights, and eyeliner that looked like a ghost, people still came to me for hairdos.It's not that I'm famous, it's just that the chief, the kind woman named Maria, had to wait in a long queue for her to cut her hair, and the customers who couldn't wait had to sit leisurely on the side with an Asian face dressed up. Me who is nonsensical but still has an expression that I am very capable.And it often turns out that my craftsmanship and topics seem to be more trustworthy than my appearance.Over time, I also have my own customer base.

I'll never forget that German-Canadian woman named Frieda, with naturally blond hair and light brown eyes, who spent a lot of money and always tipped me twice as much as the average person.Every time she comes, she will chat with me a lot, involving her life, her work, and her relationship.She has a female partner, who is Chinese, and she said that's why she asked me for a haircut. She wanted to learn more about the common nature of Chinese people from me, so that she can get along with her girlfriend.She is more and more dependent on getting information from me to solve their relationship problems, and I feel more and more inappropriate in this way, because she is trying to understand her lover through strangers, just because we are all Chinese , how sad.It's just that I never dared to pour this basin of cold water.

Finally, one day, she came to me in frustration and told me that her Chinese lover had left, with anger and completeness. They should have entered the marriage hall at the beginning of next year and received the blessings of God and relatives and friends.She asked me to dye her hair black in honor of her love with a Chinese woman.With a mood as gloomy as hers, I gilded her bright golden hair with a gloomy tint, and she was new and more melancholy.After that, she never came here. According to her friends who are also 1esbian, she died, swallowed marijuana, and committed suicide for love. She was pitifully stupid.Only then did I realize that the basin of cold water that had been hidden for a long time could never be poured out.I also realized that to enlighten others, one must speak softly and be able to hold a gun with a stick, otherwise it will always be a temporary solution, not a permanent solution.

Well, later, that 1esbian friend began to pursue this girl, but this girl was psychologically shadowed by Frieda, a wonderful European and American lesbian. I was afraid that I would bear another murder case. If the police station did not come to find fault, God would punish me instead of Buddha. When it was over, he immediately resigned from his job and returned to his country, and returned to a life that had nothing to do with seeking money and killing one's life.

☆, 13 head oil

Although she tried to persuade Liu Qingyan like that, she couldn't help asking for more news.I need to make all the preparations in advance, psychologically and financially, when I can leave, I have a clear purpose, be prepared, carry the burden and not drag my feet.

Therefore, this girl, who used to spend lunch with Uncle Zhong and Aunt Zhong in the account room, resolutely began to mix meals in the canteen in order to inquire about gossip these days.

Sitting in the farthest corner of the dining hall with Shuangmei, there was indeed a man who looked so crooked and gossiped about gossiping.It is said that this man used to be a professional storyteller in the teahouse at the foot of the mountain, and he told the story very realistically, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes: "It was time for dinner the day before yesterday. An old monk with silver beard and white beard came to the stockade. Then The corners of the monk's lips were slightly drooping, and he had a dignified face. He was holding a gleaming golden nine-tin ring staff that weighed at least one hundred and eighty catties. Mi Kaiwai, it will be in front of your eyes in the blink of an eye. The old monk can be regarded as clever, just seeing him easily break through the three barriers set up by our head in the early years, you know that he is a powerful character. I was weird at the time, Why did such a capable monk come to our village to find trouble? But it turned out that Wang Zaian, the boy of the Wang family, had found an eminent monk called Zhishan Dharma Master from nowhere. Later, he wandered all over the world, wandering here and there, and his whereabouts were uncertain. There were often rumors that there were unlucky things happening somewhere. As long as he was there, he would be wiped out. What kind of monsters, monsters, spirits, ghosts, etc., can be killed with a Zen stick. This time he appeared in our village and said, 'Amitabha, this old man is here to exorcise demons, quickly ask Chang Wenxia to come out', so he knew that the visitor was not kind."

When the man said this, I couldn't help but think to myself: How can this guy be as virtuous as Fa Hai, but it sounds evil.And Chang Wen Xia, based on what I know about her, how could she really come out obediently?Back then, even when she was robbing, she would sit behind a bush and eat peanuts without showing her face.

"The old monk must have been deceived by Wang Zaian's boy, thinking that our head is a monster. But who is our head, who can be subdued? Immediately sent the deputy head of the Tianzitang... the little boy of the family—the five-year-old Chun Come out. Chun’er, you’ve all seen her, she walked up to the Supreme Master with blinking eyes, and said to him in a childlike voice: “Master, we are the masters here, follow me.’” When the man said this, he bit his finger and pretended to be cute, which made everyone laugh.Sure enough, a bandit who can't be cute is not a good comedian.

Seeing that everyone was having fun, the man cleared his throat and continued to talk: "The old monk just now looked cold and cold when something came out and was about to put it to death on the spot. Seeing that Chun'er immediately let go of his vigilance, he looked kindly." I just followed the little baby in, it really scares people's eyes out."

"Then what happened later? The head of the family should fight the old monk for [-] rounds before throwing him to the ruined temple in the neighboring mountain to chant scriptures!" The young man sitting diagonally across from me slapped the table and shouted loudly, making this girl lose her job. There were three shocks.

"Later? You can't even guess when you die. Not only did the two of them not fight, but they also talked and discussed Buddhism at night by candlelight in order to generate speculation! That old monk, he walked away briskly the next morning! This is what I heard later. The plum blossom in Erli said it. I just had breakfast at that time, and I happened to see Zhishan coming out of the courtyard of the master, so I ran up to him and asked him if he still arrested us? The old monk was also kind, Tell me, if we are masters of the Buddha's light and want to become immortals, why are we still catching her?"

"Oh, this old monk still has good eyesight. I didn't expect our head to be a half-fairy. Now the boy of the Wang family hired this eminent monk for nothing!"

"Isn't it? Fuck! If you want to rob our wife, in your next life!"

"I don't even look at myself as a bird. I'm not married and I still have the cheek to ask for someone. Why don't I go home and find my mother."

Everyone gradually began to swear and swear, and from time to time some people cast unfriendly glances at this girl who was sitting in the corner silently gnawing vinegar carrots. "Crack!" I took a bite of the radish, and while chewing, I said to Sister Shuang beside me, "I knew that Mr. Wang was not good enough. The three maids who married together as a dowry all thought blindly that Mr. Wang was handsome and handsome." I wish I could be taken into the room by him, but luckily the head of the family brought me up the mountain, otherwise I might still be crying in which room." I said this nonsense for no reason, and suddenly felt the sight on my body Withdrew a lot, and felt relaxed.

Speaking of which, according to the old monk, Chang asked Xia if he could become a fairy with just one step?I never thought she could be so powerful, but what is she now?Is it a human, a demon, or a shemale? ? ?puff!Shemale shemale shemale! ! !

"Chu Panniang, come out!" Just as I was thinking, an unfriendly voice came from my ear, which scared me so much that I dropped my carrots.Who else would call me with such a title and with such a tone, except for the one I just complained silently in my heart?

The big brothers and the little girls in the dining hall all turned their attention to me, forming a focal point, which made people smoke.

"Chu Panniang, do you want me to come in to invite you?" Before she finished speaking, she had already arrived at the door, but she saw her black hair tied up high and matched with a white jade lotus crown. The usual cyan chivalrous shirt made him look tall and thin.When everyone saw her, they clasped their hands and saluted. I swallowed and thought to myself, what could this girl ask me for.She beckoned to me impatiently, and waved again, I seemed to hear her say: "Why don't you get out of here, my village master? This village master heard you clearly saying 'shemale, shemale, shemale!!!' gone."

"Sister Panniang, hurry up, the master is calling you!" Sister Shuang pushed me, and by the way, put the last vinegared radish in my bowl into her own bowl, so as to settle the worries I couldn't let go.In this way, I went to die without worries, as if I finally sent my worthless daughter to the door of the kiln before I died, so I could smile nine springs.

"What are you doing?" I went up to her, pretending to be ignorant.She rolled her eyes in disregard of her image, grabbed my wrist and walked out, her face was quite scary, although she always had a face.

"Didn't the shemale mean you...Really..." Ignorance is not enough to pretend to be innocent. I don't know what kind of reaction I was expecting from her, but she finally lived up to expectations and gave me a sideways glance to express that she didn't believe me at all. Continue. Pull me forward.

If you can't be innocent, then...you can only be shameless: "I...I just mean what happened to you!"

She dragged me under a pine tree: "What are you doing?"

I froze for a moment, not understanding what she meant.

"I just passed by, and I heard you shouting 'shemale, shemale, shemale' in my heart, and I remembered that you picked my many flowers last time. It's been so long, honey should be brewed! What about the hair oil you promised? Won't you bring it to me?" She folded her hands on her chest, frowned and sized me up, she didn't care about what I said about her shemale, but she unexpectedly cared about the issue of hair oil.

I scratched the wrist that was pulled by her, and smiled flatteringly and disgustingly: "Hey, hair oil, it is supposed to be good, but I haven't had time to check carefully, the bottle is not filled yet. Or I will fill it tomorrow I'll give it to you again?"

"Tomorrow?" She frowned even tighter, asking, "Not today?"

I widened my eyes, and blurted out: "I didn't expect you to be so interested in hair oil, then... come back to the room with me to get it now."

She nodded, and walked ahead of me, her steps were steady and fast, she seemed to be more familiar with the direction of my house than my temporary host.In about two or three minutes, we arrived at the place.She watched me slowly take out the key, slowly open the iron lock, slowly walk into the house, slowly take out the key again, slowly open the only paulownia box in the house, slowly Tun took out a smaller unlocked box from the box and put it on the table without getting angry.

"In here?" She looked at the big wooden box in the corner, then turned her gaze back to the small wooden box, and came over to ask me.

"En." I responded, put my hands on both sides of the wooden box cover, and did not forget to remind: "The fragrance is too strong, don't get caught up in the smoke." Then, I lifted the cover.

She moved her nose imperceptibly, pointed to seventeen or eight large jars in the box and asked, "So many?" I was about to correct her, when she said, "The flowers in these white jars are picked by me." ?”

I opened my mouth slightly and blinked: "How do you know?" At that time, in order to distinguish, I used white jars to pack the flowers brought back from the valley, as for other women, they used black jars.

"Do you think I'm blind? The aura inside is overflowing."

I curled my lips: "I can't see, how can I know you can see. Here, you can choose which one you like, and I'll find a few small bottles first?"

"Don't look for it, I have plenty of bottles and jars here." As she spoke, she waved her sleeves on the table, but seeing a flash of white light, there were a dozen or so small porcelain bottles on the table, all of which were excellent. Texture, patterned with flowers, trimmed with silver.She put her mind on the box again, took a can of oil out of it, opened the seal and sniffed it, put it back, took out another can, opened it again, sniffed it again, put it back again... and so on. Repeated ten times, until I smelled all the white jars and black jars, and then said: "Sure enough, the scent of oil with spiritual energy is better, but..." She turned her head to look at me, and with a hell of a doubt, she leaned closer to my face and smelled it. After smelling it, he said, "Why does the scent of flowers on your body smell better? What do you use?"

sweat!If I can break through the physical limit, I will definitely give her a gorgeous embarrassing face.

"If you deal with fragrant flower head oil like me, you will also have the smell of me, and you won't be able to wash it off."

"Really?" She leaned closer and sniffed here and there, which made my face blush and the corners of my mouth twitch, so I straightened up and said, "Chu Panniang, from now on, you will come to apply oil on my hair every day. , I want the scent of your body." After finishing speaking, he swaggered back to the valley to practice.

☆, 14 jokes

She wants my scent?Ah!I grabbed a lock of hair and smelled the messy scent of flowers mixed with the scent of tea and sesame. I don’t know what kind of chemical reaction I experienced, but I accidentally mixed it with such a unique scent...

Take it if you want!Are you not a demigod? Doesn't even a smell?It's too embarrassing!

That's what I said, but my natural bullying and fear of hard work still drove me to think hard for her.

After tossing and tossing for a whole night, I mixed those cans of oil over and over again. When the cock crowed, I finally adjusted the smell similar to mine.But hair oil is not a perfume powder. It not only needs fragrance, but also has the effect of strengthening and nourishing hair. We will not know until Chang Wenxia uses it.I looked at the small porcelain bottle in my hand, wrote down its recipe, and gave it an uninspired name—Lingxiang Oil, and then put a small red label on the bottle, leaving me with no words to say. handwriting.

After hastily washing my face and feeding the chickens, I headed for the center of the village with a box of combing tools.

Yesterday I often asked Xia that he must have casually said that he hadn’t greeted anyone. I took the mahogany brocade box in and said it was for combing the head’s hair. Enter.I have a piece of evidence to show them, snorting my nose, twisting my waist and twisting my legs, I walked inside, no matter what they said, "Girl, girl, there must be something wrong with finding the head of the house early in the morning", anyway, no matter how broken their mouths are, this group of people will get it I can't help it, the girl is not afraid to say who is better than me.

"Dong dong dong..." I knocked on the door.

"Zhi..." Her maid came to open the door, and I knew that the little girl in red with the flat topknot was Meihua. She was dexterous and lovely, and she was about the same age as Shuangmei Honggu, but she was indeed not on the cute level. , is the kind of lovable type who can be liked just by his cute appearance.So... Naturally... I have to wonder if Chang Wen Xia Zhao, such a cute loli, has some evil intentions by her side.

"I'm looking for the master to comb her hair." I said my intention directly, she blinked at me suspiciously, and said four words to me calmly but calmly: "Wait a minute."

Just counting from one to ten, the plum blossoms came out again. "The master let you in." After she finished speaking, she should welcome me into the house according to common sense, but she actually turned her body around and walked out.

She looks cute, but doesn't talk much.I secretly complained that this child is not easy to get along with at all.After stepping over the threshold and entering Chang Wenxia's room, I was the first to enter, and the elegant decorations that caught my eye were astonishingly elegant.At first, I used to call her a female bandit leader in my heart, but now that I think about it, I really wronged her.

"I thought you weren't coming. Look, Plum Blossom has combed my hair for me." She opened the beige veil and came out from the back room. She was covered with a moon-white double-breasted robe with a butterfly pattern, which she didn't usually wear. But, like pajamas, loose and loose, I don't know if I'm wearing it or not.I have to admit that I was a little surprised by her, and for a moment I even forgot how aggressively she lectured people on horseback.Of course, it would be even better if she could change this man's hairstyle now, shit!I can't help itching.

"What? Are you fascinated by the beauty of the village master, Chu Panniang?" She walked over to me, raised her hand gently, and slapped me hard on the head.

"Ouch!" I covered my forehead and stared at her pitifully. I couldn't restrain my obsessive-compulsive disorder just staring at her.He picked up her hand and pulled her to the dressing table in the back room.

"Sit down!" When I said this, I was startled in my heart, but I couldn't control myself.

"Chu Panniang, are you going to turn the world upside down?" She stared at me strangely, but sat down obediently after staring for a while. "What are you going to do? Comb your hair?"

"Yeah." I answered, turned around and opened the brocade box I brought, took out the wooden comb, hair oil, grate, and clips, and put them on the dressing cabinet, and started to look through her jewelry box to see if there were any nice hair accessories.

She picked up the bottle of hair oil, opened it and sniffed it, with a satisfied expression on her face, and then she frowned slightly: "The scent is good, but it's still different from yours. "

With great difficulty, I dug out a lake-blue Shuibo pearl hairpin and a few green silk hair ties from her drawer, and put them on the table, then turned to remove the lotus crown from her head, and complained: "You know Well, in order to adjust this, I didn't close my eyes all night, so I don't accept any pickiness from you. Besides, what good is it to have the same taste as me? Go and see the hair oil sellers all over the street. Taste."

Put down her black hair and comb it straight with a mahogany comb.She lowered her head and played with the white jade lotus hair crown that I removed. Her face was not as heroic and bright as usual, but there was an undetectable charm hidden in the softness.She said: "Anyway, the fragrance on your body is very different. If you can't get it out, Chu Panniang, I will sue you, and you don't have to work in the account room. Follow me every day, go in, drink and sleep together, and you will have to Smoke it up for me."

I rolled my eyes, not understanding why she was so obsessed with a fragrance: "Aren't you a half-fairy? Why can't you see through these mundane things after seeing through life and death?"

She raised her eyes and looked at me in the mirror, casually: "Who says I'm a half fairy?"

"That old monk named Zhishan, she said that you are shining like a Buddha and you can become a fairy if you want to."

"Put p! Is this a half fairy?" She raised her eyebrows with a disgusted expression: "Don't listen to people talking nonsense, I have nothing to do with a fairy."

"Then what are you? Can you tell me?" I smiled, took the spirit oil and poured it into the palm of my hand, rubbed it carefully, and then spread it evenly on her soft hair.I asked her this question before, and at that time she changed the topic very tactfully. This time, I naturally don't have much hope.

"Why tell you?" Sure enough... I'm not surprised at all.

"Chu Panniang, my hair is so greasy by you!" She said suddenly, and questioned what I did with the twisted eyebrows: "Why is this thing so greasy?"