After drinking tea at Cao Pheasant Temple, Sun Shangxiang took Luoyang to a room, saying he wanted to see how the dinner was being prepared, and then left.
The room is actually not big, but the space is very open. There is no bed, and the sheets and quilts are spread on a tatami. There is a small table without even a bench, which is a minimalist style to the extreme.
This room doesn't even have walls in the real sense. There is a push-and-pull wooden door for Luoyang to enter. There is also a push-and-pull wooden door for Luoyang at the end of the room next to the tatami.
In order to familiarize himself with the environment, Luoyang walked over and opened it to take a look.
Behind the door is a natural hot spring pool, not very big, with an area of tens of square meters. Opposite is a cliff, with dense pine forests on both sides. In front of the door is an artificial platform, paved with black stones, and placed on it.
A few beach chairs.
The life of the rich is really simple and unpretentious.
In this environment, Luoyang couldn't help but want to take off his clothes, soak in a hot spring, and then lie down on a beach chair. However, considering that dinner time was approaching, he gave up the idea.
Luoyang took out his Feather Blade Eye cell phone and was about to send a message to Ye Zi to report that he was safe, but as soon as he took out his cell phone, Ye Zi's message came.
Luoyang returned to the room, closed the door, and opened the message.
Ye Zi: Husband, are you here?
Luoyang: I've arrived, and I just wanted to send you a message to say you're safe.
Ye Zi: I don’t believe it. Is there anyone else around you?
Is the female president going to be inspected?
Luoyang: No.
The next second, a video call request was sent.
Luoyang couldn't help but laugh. She really came to check on her. He didn't dare to neglect her, so he accepted the request for a video call.
A picture appeared on the phone screen. It was at the entrance of a kindergarten. Ye Zi was standing at the foot of the wall with many people around him.
Luoyang said: "Are you picking up Meiqi from school?"
"Well, my mother made an appointment with some old sisters to play mahjong today, but she didn't have time. My father went to a gathering with some old comrades to drink tea and fish. I didn't worry about others coming to pick him up, so I came over by myself."
Luoyang joked: "It's really pitiful."
Ye Zi gave Luoyang a charming eye roll: "I'm so busy that I'm almost smoking, and you still make fun of me." Then, she lowered her voice, "You've only been gone for a day and I miss you, what should I do?"
"I miss you too."
Ye Zi raised the corner of her mouth and said, "I don't believe you when you talk about men's lies. That Sun Shangxiang must be pestering you. You don't have time to think about me."
Partly charming, one-third resentful, the twenty-eight-year-old sister is so charming, and her gentle and sweet voice can make Luoyang's heart itch through the screen. For a moment, Luoyang can't wait to
With a fleeting movement, he would be back by her side, accompany her to pick up the children, and then go home and do the things he loves to do.
"Be careful over there and be sure to pay attention to safety." Ye Zi warned...
Luoyang nodded: "Well, don't worry, I will come back after curing the patient."
Ye Zi pouted her lips at the screen.
Luoyang's heart skipped a beat, and he pouted his lips at the screen.
Someone on the screen looked at Ye Zi with strange eyes, but she didn't care at all.
Dong Dong.
Someone knocked on the door.
Luoyang said: "Someone is coming, I will hang up first."
Ye Zi smiled: "Hubby, is there something missing?"
Luoyang thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Honey, drive slower."
"Be good." Ye Zi hung up the phone.
Luoyang thought about it for a moment before putting the phone away, and went to open the door.
Standing outside the door was a young and beautiful Fuso woman with a traditional hairstyle, her face painted white, her lips painted black, and a little red on her forehead. It looked a bit weird, but it was the traditional makeup of a Fuso woman.
The woman's hand is holding a tray with a brand new kimono in it
, when he saw Luoyang, he bowed his head and said respectfully: "Mr. Luo, these are the clothes my lady has prepared for you. Please put them on and then follow me to the dinner party."
While she was speaking, Luoyang sensed something different from ordinary people, and then he glanced at her tiger's mouth.
This woman has calluses on both of her mouths, and she possesses great strength and willpower.
She is not an ordinary maid, she is a warrior who often uses a knife or a gun. The calluses on her tiger's mouth cannot be caused by holding a hoe, but are left by holding a knife and a gun frequently.
"Mr. Luo?" The woman suspected that she didn't speak Chinese well, so she added, "Can you understand what I say?"
Luoyang said: "I don't like to wear kimono. I have brought my own clothes. Please take me to see Mr. Sunmen."
"Okay, please follow me." The woman turned around and led the way.
"Excuse me, what's your name?" Luoyang asked casually.
The woman lowered her head: "Kusama Lady, I'm so tired... Uh, I'm sorry, I'm a servant in this house. I heard from the lady that someone might come to cause trouble, so I asked me to see Mr. Luo. If there is anything,
Under special circumstances, I will protect Mr. Luo."
He is indeed a warrior, no, he should be called a samurai.
Fuso has done a good job in cultural inheritance. During the shogunate period, the wealthy and powerful families would raise samurai and form their own private armies. Kusama Shiji called herself a maid, but she was actually a samurai raised by the Sun family. In fact, Zen Master Kuye
Yes, just at a higher level.
"Miss Kusama, if someone sneaks in here to attack me, how will you protect me?" Luoyang felt that this young female warrior was not as strong as Zen Master Ku Ye, and subconsciously he did not want to accept the protection of a woman, so he asked this question
.
Lady Kusama did not answer immediately. She placed the tray in her hand on the guardrail on the side of the corridor, then faced Luoyang and bowed to Luoyang.
Luoyang was curious about what she was going to do, but he saw her reaching out to lift the hem of her kimono and sticking out a big white leg.
There was a leather armed belt on the outside of her thigh, with a holster installed on it. There was a pistol inserted in the holster. There were four small throwing knives on both sides of the holster. They shone with cold light and looked very sharp at first sight.
Kusama Maiden retracted that leg and lifted up the hem of the kimono on the other side, revealing another big white leg.
There is also a leather armed belt on that leg, but instead of a pistol, it contains a mini submachine gun and four magazines.
Luoyang was a little dazed. With the firepower this woman had, as long as she didn't waste ammunition, she could kill dozens of people by herself.
"Mr. Luo, I have weapons elsewhere on my body, do you want to see them?" Kusama asked seriously.
Only then did Luoyang come to his senses: "That's enough, that's enough, no need."
To be honest, deep down in his heart, he actually wanted to see what other weapons were hidden on her body. By activating the super-sensory state of the ancestral witch spirit body, he could also sense something on her body, but that would be meaningless.
Because the point is to see, isn't it? But if you see something else because you're looking at the weapon, that's not good.
Lady Kusama picked up the tray again and led Luoyang forward.
"Mr. Luo, you don't need to be too formal here, just be casual." Lady Kusama said.
"Oh, I've never been restrained, thank you." Luoyang said.
A smile appeared on the corner of Kusama Shiki's lips...