119. Chapter 119 Little Junior Brother, You Are So Beautiful
"It's time for her to go back." Zhishan stood there, his eyes slightly lowered, looking at them indifferently.
"Miss Weiluo hasn't finished eating yet..." Wen Yi replied to Zhishan casually, then turned his head and looked at Hua Weiluo's N empty plates. He couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth and said: "This
...I finished eating it so quickly..."
"Hehe." Hua Weiluo smiled sheepishly, brushed off the dust on his Taoist robe, stood up, and said to Wen Yi: "It's getting late, I have to go prepare it for you with Junior Brother Zhishan
I won’t talk to you about things used to exorcise spirits.”
"I'm going too!" Wen Yi hurriedly stood up behind Hua Weiluo, and said with a frightened expression: "Don't leave me alone here. Just now, brother Zhishan said that there are people around me.
There are several undead spirits circling around me..."
"..." Zhishan glanced at him, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He just flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked in the direction of Wenzhuxuan.
Hua Wei Luo and Wen also quickly followed.
Zhishan was arranged to live in the room next to Wen Yi. The two rooms were separated by a wall and there was a door on the wall.
So to put it bluntly, their rooms are actually connected.
Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan's room with curiosity. This room was obviously different from the Luoyu Pavilion arranged for her. As soon as she entered the door, there was a rosewood marble table with various kinds of things on it.
There are calligraphy masterpieces, dozens of inkstones, various pen holders, and the pens inserted in each pen holder are like a forest. Behind the desk is a huge bookcase, which is densely filled with all kinds of books. For those who don’t know
I thought I had entered a study room.
Walking further inside, there is a picture of "Mist and Rain in the South of the Yangtze River" hanging in the middle of the west wall of the room. There are two couplets hanging on the left and right.
Then there is a simple bed and a rosewood table, and there is nothing else in the room.
"Tsk, tsk, I can't tell. A person who has become the leader of a bandit still loves learning so much!" Hua Weiluo walked to the big bookcase and looked around. She was dazzled by the traditional Chinese characters.
"Hey, Wen doesn't have any other hobbies. He just robs and reads." Wen Yi has a delicate face and a faint smile. He looks like a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.
…
Hua Weiluo clicked her tongue, unable to connect the man in front of her with robbery.
After Zhishan entered the room, he didn't say anything. He walked directly to the round table in the room, took out some strange bottles and cans from his bag, and then mixed them. From time to time, he took out a few more bottles from his arms.
Zhang Daofu, or lighting it, or chanting some words.
Hua Weiluo was curious for a moment, so she rested her chin on her hands and lay in front of the round table, watching Zhishan prepare things.
The dim light in the room shines on his fair and jade-like cheeks, reflecting his exquisite and perfect profile. His long eyelashes are slightly drooped, his eyes are full of seriousness and concentration, the corners of his thin lips are slightly pursed, and his pair of slender eyes are like jade.
The texture of his hands, which matched the various porcelain bottles in his hands, seemed even more delicate than those of the porcelain bottles.
How did you say that?
Serious men are the most beautiful.
Hua Weiluo's eyes could not help but stare at Zhishan, and she praised in a low voice: "Junior brother, you are so beautiful."
