Quick Transmigration: White Moonlight Self-Rescue Guide

The days are getting hotter, and even in the mountains, you can feel the violent heat waves rushing towards your face, mixed with the chirping of cicadas and insects.

There is no air conditioner here, and unlike in the National Teacher's Mansion, there are enough ice cubes to keep him cool. The only thing that can be used here is the hand-held fan.

Recently, he has become less and less willing to go out, and has less time to see Zhao Mingjing, so he doesn't know what he is doing recently.

Fuzi was a little better than him, but after finishing the work, he seemed to be picked up from the water. He would occasionally ask, "Master, when are you going back to our mansion?"

Qi Xinzhu raised his arms and slowly shook his fan. He knew what he meant, and of course he wanted to go back, but Zhao Mingjing was here.

Qi Hsinchu suddenly thought of something, slammed his hand, and said, "Let's go take a bath in the river."

Fuzi didn't agree very much, his small face wrinkled, and he said: "Master, the river water is very dirty. If you want to take a bath, I'll fetch you water now."

Qi Xinzhu shook his head, fetching water was too troublesome, besides, he was only greedy for cold.

In the end, he walked out alone while Fuzi was not paying attention, and after being discovered, he ordered others not to follow.

He remembered that there was a depression across the hill from the mountainside.It was also the place where he had his first barbecue. The terrain was secluded and covered with green grass, and there was a small stream running through it. It was a good place to escape the summer heat.

When he crossed the hillside, his whole body was already drenched with sweat. He raised his sleeves, and the silk and satin on his back were stuck together.

Fortunately, the distance was not too long, and the stream was very clear and not too deep. When he stepped in, the water had just barely reached his chest.

Qi Xinzhu almost let out a sigh of comfort, resting his head on the green grass on the shore, it was like the softest headrest.

The cool river water brushed over his body, and then took away all the heat of the owner. Sure enough, taking a bath is the best way to relieve the heat.

He half-closed his eyes, only the sounds of various fish, insects and birds could be heard in his ears, but it was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

An uninvited visitor suddenly appeared within sight. In the dense green grass opposite him, he found a snake with its front body arched and spitting its letter at him.

It had an oval head and yellow and brown patches all over its body. He wasn't sure if the snake was venomous, but it was clear it had spotted it.

He swallowed unconsciously, some snakes would not attack others proactively when they were not being attacked, he did not dare to act rashly, especially now that he only had a thin layer of obscene clothes on his body, without any weapons.

He leaned back calmly, his left hand slowly moved to the shore behind him, he wanted to get the dagger he carried with him, which was his only self-defense weapon.

His eyes were fixed on the snake, and he prayed that it was just a gentle and non-aggressive snake, or that he would not come near it until he got his weapon.

But, obviously, he was wrong. Just when his hand was about to touch his black iron dagger, his eyes saw the flower-backed snake jumping up, and with the sound of rustling, it quickly moved towards him. near.

At that moment, his pupils dilated sharply, he had no choice but to quickly turn around and get the dagger, maybe there was still a chance.

However, at this moment, a stick suddenly passed by, passing by his face with a sharp sound piercing the air, and then accurately nailed the snake that was about to enter the water to the shore side.

After the sharp stick was inserted into its body, it didn't seem to die immediately, it was still struggling, but no matter how much it writhed, it couldn't break free from the stick inserted into its body.

This is an extremely big test for the strength and accuracy of the master, which also shows that his martial arts are profound.

Qi Xinzhu was still holding the gleaming dagger in his hand, and put the coat he had just picked up on his body with the other hand. The coat that had just been dried was now a little wet again, showing his superiority halfway. The proportion of the figure, the wet black hair sticking to the face and body, the lip color is cherry red, and the robe is moon white, the violent color impact makes people have a kind of charm that penetrates people's hearts.

He turned his head, his eyes were still vigilantly hostile. He didn't know who helped him, but even if it was an enemy, he now had a weapon in his hand. Although he didn't have martial arts, his foundation was still there. It is not necessarily who wins and who loses.

But when he saw that the person who came was Zhao Mingjing who was dressed in brocade clothes, the hostility in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he almost breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxed.

Of course Zhao Mingjing also saw his expression, he was actually a little puzzled, he rarely spoke nonsense, but he always felt that Qi Xinzhu seemed to have a special feeling for him.

Why are you so relieved when you see him?He saw that the muscles in his shoulders and neck that had been tensed just now relaxed.

Of course, in fact, he couldn't explain why he showed up to help him just now. It was obvious that his appearance was not suitable for anyone to appear, but just now, he just didn't think about anything.

Qi Xinzhu slowed down and looked back at the snake. Now that it has stopped struggling at all, it is probably really dead.

He turned his head and thanked Zhao Mingjing: "Fortunately you came, you scared me to death."

While speaking, he began to raise his hands to put on his clothes. He took off his outer robe and squatted down to get the clothes inside.

Zhao Mingjing was startled when he saw his actions, he seemed to understand what he wanted to do and what he wanted to say, but in the end he kept silent and turned his head away.

By the time Qi Hsinchu changed his clothes without haste and tied the last belt of his coat, his hair was already half dry, and he looked up at him.

But he found that he only turned his face to her, his lips were tightly pressed together, and his ears were completely red now.

It was only then that Qi Xinzhu realized what he had just done, and he didn't care when they had already done something more intimate.

But he forgot that in this world, his lover is still very simple and indifferent.

Qi Hsinchu smiled silently and brushed his hair. With this weather, when he returned, he would probably be done.

After he finished all the things and walked in front of him, Zhao Mingjing lowered his eyes to look at him. Qi Xinzhu saw that his earlobes were still red, and actually wanted to pinch them, but he held back and pretended that he didn't do anything. Knowing it, he said to him: "Let's go, let's go back together."

He took a step ahead, and Zhao Mingjing followed behind with some stiff hands and feet, and he was still playing the scene at that moment in a loop in his mind.

In fact, Qi Hsinchu has long noticed that he is dressed very differently today. His hair is braided and tied with a purple headband. Occasionally, one or two thin and long braids hang down to his chest. Youthful spirit.

He was wearing a silver-purple robe with some kind of dark pattern embroidered on it. The decoration was simple but of extraordinary quality. The cuffs and waist were tied with ties.

When Qi Xinzhu came to an open space, he stopped suddenly and asked, "Do you want to change your clothes here?"

Zhao Mingjing was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded silently, the two of them did not speak, Qi Xinzhu stood by the side of the road to help him watch, he went to a bamboo bush to change his clothes, it seemed that he had done this many times , very skilled.

The bamboo clumps can't block all the sight very well. Qi Xinzhu stood outside, occasionally glanced at him to change his clothes, and could see the bronzed skin and whole muscles from time to time.

He looked bright and aboveboard, without any concealment.

The system couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to maintain the innocence of its own protagonist, saying, "He didn't even look at you when you changed your clothes."

Qi Hsinchu didn't express anything, and replied very indifferently: "I didn't say not to let him see it."

Zhao Mingjing also changed his clothes very quickly. When he came out after changing and wrapping up his things, he thought that Qi Xinzhu would ask him something.After all, it's so weird, isn't it?Why did he go out, why did he dress up like this just now?Why can he have such skill?

But he waited for a long time, only to find that Qi Xinzhu didn't seem to want to speak at all, and his expression was extremely normal, as if everything was normal.

At the moment when they finally broke up, he finally couldn't help frowning and asked a little nervously: "Don't you have anything to say to me?" He had to be sure whether this person would say it.

Qi Xinzhu didn't seem to understand what he meant, stared at him for a while, and then said seriously: "Yes, I want to ask you for saving me just now, what kind of gift do you want?"

Zhao Mingjing thought he heard it wrong, but what Qi Xinzhu really said was this sentence, a little out of tune, but it actually made him feel relieved, and he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Qi Xinzhu smiled, raised his hand to half-tie up his hair, found a hairpin and inserted it, and said, "Let's go back first."

Anyway, he had already thought about what to give, so he didn't need to answer.

Perhaps because the two of them had a common secret, Zhao Mingjing's trust in him increased by another five points, and now it is a full 37 points.

Qi Hsinchu sometimes doubts that his trust level is only 37, so does Zhao Mingjing have negative numbers for everyone else?

However, his tone of Qi Hsinchu has improved a lot recently, at least not as indifferent as before.

But ice cannot melt so easily, let alone a piece of old ice that has been frozen for 16 years.

Qi Hsinchu couldn't bear it long ago, and instead of eating with everyone in the dining hall of the Reclining Buddha Temple, he and Fuzi had a small stove, and occasionally they could secretly eat two eggs.

Zhao Mingjing looked at the person who was tugging at his sleeve, he was half a head shorter than him, he was good-looking, and now he looked very well-behaved from his perspective, but he knew that it was definitely not the case.

Qi Xinzhu smiled softly, and said in a flat tone: "Go to my place for dinner."

Zhao Mingjing frowned and stared at him tugging at his sleeve, and said, "No need, I'll go to the dining hall by myself."

The two of them refused to give in to each other, and they were at a stalemate with each other, but in the eyes of others, they were just having a friendly conversation.

Occasionally someone passing by saw them whispering.

"Why does the Master of the National Teacher like that kid so much? I don't know what kind of luck I got, and I got the favor of the National Teacher."

Another person replied: "Who knows, but I heard that such high-ranking and powerful people have a messy private life, who knows what they want to do."

I don't know why Zhao Mingjing felt a little uncomfortable when he heard them discussing Qi Hsinchu. No matter what he did, he shouldn't let these people discuss it casually.

Qi Hsinchu had no internal strength, he didn't hear their conversation, his two thin white fingers were still tugging at the hem of his clothes.

His eyes were fixed on him, still insisting on asking him to come over for a meal.

He didn't understand, it was obviously a good thing, why put it on this person as if forcing him to take some kind of poison?If it weren't for the fear that he would eat those things all day long without any nutrition at all, he wouldn't have to be so troublesome.

Seeing that he refused again, Qi Xinzhu's eyelashes drooped, he twisted his fingers twice and finally let go reluctantly, he seemed to sigh and his expression seemed to express pity.

Zhao Mingjing thought that he was finally going to give up, but when he turned around, he said to himself: "I am a person who is good at everything, just a little bit, sometimes it is easy to talk, and if I am emotional, it is easy to say something It’s really bad if you shouldn’t say it.”

After speaking, he turned around and gave him a very innocent look, and said, "You say so."

Zhao Mingjing's eyebrows jumped, and he finally went to Qi Xinzhu's room with him. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fuzi's eyes with a little resentment, and he could only turn a blind eye.

Sitting down directly, Qi Xinzhu greeted him, and pushed the few slightly nutritious dishes that had just been placed in front of him to Zhao Mingjing.

Zhao Mingjing paused when he saw his movements, and then suddenly raised his head to look at Fuzi, who was also looking at him with hostility and resentment on his face.

Qi Xinzhu urged him with a smile: "Hurry up and eat, Fuzi is very good at cooking."

Zhao Mingjing raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and then put his chopsticks on one of the dishes.