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0 She had heard similar words many times, but compared to her previous search for him like a headless fly, the possibility of actively meeting him again or being summoned made her less anxious.
"As long as you promise to continue to accompany me in the future, of course, Master and Senior Sister, as long as you don't change your mind, we will travel the world with you... until the last moment of wear and tear."
"Why are you suddenly being so sentimental...Tell me the truth, is it your master who told you to say this again?"
"No, this is my own realization - because I... my master and I bear the feelings of many old friends towards you, but I can only do this on their behalf."
"We'll all see each other again."
"Well, now you should prepare to entertain other old friends, right?"
Shen He picked up Yu Zhao and showed the screen to Kong - she had only been here for less than a week and had already completely gotten used to the pace of life of the Luofu people, which was enough to show that she was still a young person at heart and her concept of time had not been distorted by the long period of training on Mount Ao Zang.
"Shocking! It's already half past two... You can actually hold on for more than three hours... Don't your feet and waist hurt?"
"No. I haven't moved enough these past few days. I feel like my leg tendons have only just started to stretch. If I practice the Cloud-Tending Ladder Technique now, I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."
Shen He said, his smooth toes flexed in the dim candlelight: "My ankles have also stretched a lot. I can do it more often in the future. It will help me stay agile and improve my control over my body."
"…If Liuyun knew that you used this method to train, she would be furious…"
"Master likes to use you to train the endurance of her upper and lower arms, and likes to use you to stretch and increase skin elasticity. The training plan is more complicated, and I only practice leg and foot skills. She won't scold me."
...Yes, Liuyun inexplicably likes to push him - sometimes Sora wonders why the girls are so concerned about serving and never get tired of it. Obviously, the orthodox sequel is the most direct, both sides can get interactive fun, and it is also what he is best at, but they always turn playing into a main meal, resulting in the taste of the main course being unsatisfactory... 仲"÷ｑｕＮ：９·￡si八/児×衣糁岭∮∪⑤...
Even if it can provide some extra fun, a lot of their physical energy will be consumed before they get down to business. Wouldn't that make their "quality of life" more likely to decline?
After hearing this, Kong roughly understood that if they regarded it as a training process that could kill two birds with one stone...
It was also because of Shen He's reminder that he found it increasingly difficult to recall... With Liu Yun's tongue sticking out and her glasses blurred in the steam, what a "grand" goal she had set for herself, or perhaps she was simply working on a certain training plan, while at the same time, with the actuarial calculations of an engineering girl, she was calculating in detail whether the amount of movement and the time taken had met the target.
Perhaps even Ganyu's soft smile was a hint of competition with herself. She even thought about how to improve her physical fitness, which had been constrained by the copywriting work and deteriorated, during her rest time after overtime work.
"…Is it still a little hard to accept?"
"...Ah, I was just wondering, if this continues, how should I face your master's desire..."
"It's just like usual. She has her training method and I have mine. After becoming a master, how to walk this earthly path still requires us to think more. The same goes for you. You don't need to use my understanding to trick her."
If we ignore the premise of the couple's discussion, Shen He's words do seem to make sense.
"I'll make your bed - go to bed now, and you can rest till nine."
"No. I plan to meditate instead of sleep to refine and consolidate my experience... Don't forget to take away the gifts I gave to those two."
...I mean, it's scary that you treat your private life with such a serious attitude towards cultivation, okay?
Kong picked up the magic weapon that Shenhe gave to the ship girl from the entrance. He turned his head and saw that she was really meditating and concentrating:≌qＵｎ:～±※＄⑷？ '０牭※〔三五⑹－牭 He made hand gestures with both hands and could faintly hear the bubbling sound of a boiling hot pot, but the cold air surged all over his body. He didn't dare to linger any longer and rushed out the door.
"Is it considered a life saved..."
He muttered a few words, and after coming out he realized that all the sweat on his body had turned into salt stains in Shen He's cold air, and he had to find a place to wash it off quickly.
If he pushed the door open now, he would disturb her meditation - his room was reserved for Lao Yang to sleep in. He had been as traumatized as herself today, so he had to have a good rest... and if he went to use the bathroom at another companion's place at this time, even if he wasn't beaten to death, he would at least be scraped with oil. For some people, half an hour was enough for them to make Kong suffer from agony.
He tugged at his clothes and looked at the ingenious object in his hand. He was worried about seeing Jingliu still half-lying on the roof in the mansion, and he got a glass of wine from somewhere and drank it, feeling very comfortable.
I don't know how good the soundproofing of the Taibu Mansion is. Considering that Shen He's powerful squats almost pierced through the floor, I guess even if the soundproofing is very good, this woman can roughly tell the weight of the immortal through the vibration.
“…What are you looking at me for?”
"I simply thought you'd be prone to catching a cold if you stayed in that position."
"For a swordsman who uses an ice-condensing sword, the doctor surprisingly has a sense of humor."
"That's right, I'm the funniest, ah..."
"If you want to borrow some toiletries, the internet celebrity girl is still awake. You can go to her place."
No one knew how Jing Liu saw through his troubles. He raised his wine cup and pointed to the courtyard where Su Shang and Gui Naifen were settled. Sure enough, a few lights could be seen over there.
⑨ "Huh? Why didn't the two kids go back to rest?"
０ "Qingque settled them down. It was already one o'clock after playing a round of Qiongyu. Fu Xuan just said that we should treat them well, and the situation was quite special."
Jing Liu's eyes turned to the side courtyard: "...I happen to be able to take care of all the houses, so I think it will provide them with some additional protection. If they are allowed to return to Jinren Lane, without the supervision and protection, the secret messengers may reach out to them."
“…Now we really have to act together.”
Kong didn't want to involve too many irrelevant people - at least Gui Naifen shouldn't be involved in this plan. Jing Yuan's strategy of backing her up made her take a lot of unnecessary risks.
From Jing Yuan's perspective, the fact that a foreigner could play so many roles was an extraordinary performance, but for Gui Naifen personally, it was a complete misfortune.
⑨ "Forget it, I'll just go to the lake and wipe myself off."
0 "In the lake?" Jingliu realized that Kong was planning to use the small pit in the center of the garden for washing, and was speechless for a moment.
⑤ "…If you didn't intend to attack the girl, you could have been more polite and just asked to use the bathroom, and just said so."
"It's easy for girls to misunderstand, Jingliu. Our relationship is a transaction, so we can be honest with each other. But with Guinevere... every time I give her a chance to rely on me, I'm harming her."
"I thought you were open to anything - her ideas were easy to understand."
"Different."
Kong shook his head quickly: "I will give each girl enough time to think clearly whether it makes sense for them to go with me."
"If an ordinary person had this opportunity to rise to prominence, he would definitely not hesitate."
"But that kind of person will never be a member of our team."
Even the most utilitarian Ester was attracted by his personality and appearance. It was just the best of both worlds, as the person she liked happened to be very capable.
Seeing that Jingliu showed signs of disdain, Kong added: "Understand the difference between impulse, exploitation, and love. After confirming your own needs, come and get along with me. I will choose whether to accept them or not depending on the situation."
"…What do you think is my purpose in approaching you?" Jing Liu became a little curious.
"I'm using you for now. Under normal circumstances, I would date you, help you with something, and then dump you right away... But I feel a little bit for your situation, so I'm offering some help... just to make myself feel better."
Sora withdrew his gaze and continued to fiddle with the device in his hand. He discovered that the gift was actually a portable silk threading machine that could grind the roots and stems of most plants, convert the fibers in them, and draw them into thin silk threads.
The smooth silk thread produced feels very good, and different plant fibers have different touches. Needless to say, you can tell what the master and apprentice were thinking when designing these things - they should have been using this thing maturely for a long time. When they were in Teyvat, they made a lot of natural raw materials for weaving clothes.
"...I would only say this if you were a thousand years old. Otherwise, I would just use the words to coax a little girl to get by with you."
He thought that if he sent this thing to the ship girl, he would be in big trouble... Kong kept telling the truth that made Jingliu unable to drink.
"...I'm still pretty 'young' when it comes to men and women."
Originally, it was impossible for Jingliu to show such deep resentment.
But talking to Kong Qian about the comparison between herself and other women made her extremely unbalanced psychologically - this can be considered a kind of talent.
He can quickly cool down his female companions, and seems to be very good at breaking down the defenses of women who have not yet fully admitted themselves.
"Don't look at me like that... It's because you're still a little naive in this regard that you want to compensate me with your body... Such a big thing can't be compensated with the body..."
Kong's mumbling calmed Jingliu down.
"That's true. But all I can offer you is my martial arts. Perhaps I will only be of use to you when I achieve my long-cherished wish and cut down the stars in the sky?"
"You can give it a try. If you can really make a star, you'll be a big shot in the galaxy. Maybe I'll have to please you."
The man made a joke. He was already used to the fact that he couldn't quite be called self-pitying, but he couldn't quite be called confident:
"Hey, take a shower."
"Don't kill the fish. I saw that the little fortune teller was taking care of them during the day. I think he has some feelings for them."
"...Do you think I am someone who enjoys killing people for no reason?"
Kong hummed twice and threw his T-shirt on the rockery. He stepped down from the edge of the pool where his butt was hurting casually, revealing his strong back in the mirror without any care.
Jingliu had seen the physiques of strong men in the army and did not have much preference for muscles - but the tail of Kong's long hair was immersed in the lake water, and the area where the silver hair gradually turned into gold became blurred, like a moon hanging in the water, with a wonderful, elegant beauty.
It is said that the Imperial Bow is the best choice, and white hair is the best choice. Jingliu himself also likes light hair color. Looking at Sora's braids playfully swaying in the water like a fishing rod, he suddenly wanted to raise the jade omen to take a photo:
"...I seem to have found some impulse in you."
"...What? I showed you my back and you slipped away?"
"I wonder if you are also so unromantic with your female companions when you are doing that."
449. Our ship is taking on water rapidly!
Kong would occasionally encounter some doubts from very simple perspectives - you are so strong that you can blow away the dead skin, dust and microorganisms on your body with a burst of energy, so why do you still have to pretend to waste time cleaning yourself?
...In fact, the starting point of Kong Xijue is equally simple, and we can understand it by looking at Jingliu's interest in drinking and "appreciating the moon" at the moment.
Many times it is a long-term habit, but sometimes it is done for the female companions to see.
Just imagine, in a similar situation, if he dressed himself up carefully in a suit and tie to meet the ship girl, when he arrived in the yard, he would see Zhenhai and Yixian, who seemed to be well prepared on the surface, but were wet all over, their clothes were slightly soaked with flesh color, their hair was soft with beads, and their eyes were shining alluringly in the night. When he approached a little, the scent of lemongrass on their bodies playfully penetrated into his nose - one smell would tell that they were just groomed and ready for him to pick.
Fresh out of the oven, who can resist it?
Although Kong didn't know how strong his strength was in the eyes of girls, he knew very well that taking a shower before meeting people was very useful and being clean was just a by-product, which was enough.
Of course, it still felt inappropriate to perform a "performance-like" bathing in front of people. He seldom made any "seductive" gestures, which was inconsistent with his usual "ordinary man" aesthetics. However, he was often taken away by his female companions using similar methods without knowing it.
He would clean himself near Jingliu without any shame, firstly for convenience, and secondly because he thought Jianshou should be fully resistant to the smelly muscles and body hair of the soldiers in the army, and he might even have a less favorable impression of him because his arms and legs were not as strong as those super muscular men before he transformed.
...But judging from the fact that the other party was enjoying the wine with great interest and was getting more and more excited as he drank it, it seemed like a misstep.
"You keep looking at me, and I feel shy."
"The moon stands on the lake like a sword, and the frost divides the stars and water. This beautiful scenery is for everyone to enjoy."
Jingliu relied on the fact that Kong jumped into the water on his own and refused to move his eyes no matter what.
"Tsk...if you were a man, you would definitely be able to seduce girls to the core."
Sora sighed, scooped up a handful of water and threw it on his face. He instantly became refreshed, and scared away the fish that had just come over after smelling the scent.
Although the fish would not mutate on the spot if they ate some of his dead skin, he didn't want the fish to taste too much of Shen He's food that was mixed in his sweat. In a sense, this could be said to be quite petty.
⒐ "Why didn't the former Sword Master talk to Ling about this elegant hobby? She is very good at discussing love and romance with poetry."
"There is no romance to discuss. Chatting together is just like shooting arrows first and then drawing the target. It would be bad to disappoint Ms. Ling's poetic nature."
8. This woman has a high level of education, but she always considers herself a warrior:
2. "If some of my poems were really passed down, and people knew what kind of mood I was in and what kind of scenery I admired when I wrote these sour poems, I'm afraid they would make me laugh at me."
Jingliu raised his glass to Kong, as if asking him if he wanted to have a drink too, but Kong didn't want to smell of alcohol in front of his wives, so he shook his head and untied his braids and let them fall into the water. Through the reflection behind him, he realized that the silver part of his hair had taken up most of it and had already reached his neck.
The gradient color looks beautiful under the moonlight, but the transition is incomplete, giving me a subtle feeling - as if if this strand of hair doesn't turn completely silver, it won't be fully recognized by the world.
We are now more than halfway through the process, which is reasonably satisfactory.