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Chapter 10

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"Just bring your eyes and ears. Don't talk casually. If you have any questions, come back and ask. Don't suddenly jump up and run away … Just walk around me quietly. Do you understand?"

Xu Qing leaned against the door of Jiang He's room and warned her again and again. He was afraid that she would do something outside.

In the age of the Internet, one must be cautious.

After Jiang He changed her shoes and stomped her feet twice to experience it, he looked at her carefully again.

If one ignored the heroic spirit between her eyebrows and the expressionless face, she was definitely a modern school girl.

"Smile."

"…"

Jiang He looked at him without saying a word.

"Forget it, forget it … Your expressionless face is really creepy."

Xu Qing touched his nose and turned to go out. He reminded her again, "Don't move around. Just walk around normally. It's very safe — put down the sword."

Seeing Jiang He pick up the sword, he suddenly wondered if it was the right decision to bring her out.

This girl really never leaves her sword … Thinking about it, it was normal to feel insecure after coming to a completely strange world.

"Don't you have bodyguards? If you really don't feel safe, just bring a bodyguard. The streets are full of people like me … Hmm … "Xu Qing hesitated for a moment. He couldn't think of a suitable adjective, so he reached out and pointed at his own body." Hmm … like this … weak chicken. Although I look tall, you can … Do you understand? "

He was not bragging, but if Jiang He dared to punch him, he would have to kneel down and beg him not to die.

"I understand."

Jiang He touched the bag of bodyguards on his waist. Finally, he didn't bring his sword out.

"If you were in a novel, you would definitely be the main character who is obviously very strong …"

Xu Qing blabbered on and on, feeling quite refreshed. He took out his phone and pointed it at Jiang He, brazenly taking a photo. Then, he smiled at Jiang He, who was frowning. "Let's go. Let's go out for a stroll first. Follow me."

If they didn't walk around, his words about 1200 years ago were not very convincing for Jiang He.

At dusk.

The sun had not completely set, but the crescent moon had already quietly risen. After the heavy rain yesterday, the temperature had dropped quite a bit. The night breeze brought with it a bit of coolness. Xu Qing walked out of the corridor and stood outside, looking left and right. She felt refreshed after being hit by the wind. She looked at Jiang He beside her, and a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.

Who else could take an ancient person shopping?

"Calm down, calm down."

He whispered to Jiang He and walked two steps with his hands in his pockets. Then he took his hands out and moved closer to Jiang He. Jiang He was only half a step behind. He looked around with his head slightly and said nothing.

Looking from afar, he looked a little unnatural.

"This is called a residential area. It's a residential building. Every family lives here."

"That's the main entrance. Once you go out, you'll reach the road. Both sides of the road are shops. You can buy whatever you need, food, shelter, and transportation …"

Xu Qing explained in a low voice as he walked. Fortunately, it was almost mealtime and there were not many residents in the neighborhood, so it was convenient for the two of them to stroll around.

Before he could greet the security guard Zhao Shu, he saw another person next to him.

Her hair was black and shiny. She wore a blue and red shirt with a scarf tied around her neck. But the basket on her arm ruined the western style.

"Hahahaha, now that you mention it …" Auntie Cheng, who was carrying a vegetable basket, was chatting with Uncle Zhao. She suddenly stopped laughing and looked at Xu Qing and Uncle Zhao who were walking over.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Xu Qing saw her tilting her head to look at Jiang He and couldn't help but ask.

"This girl looks familiar."

"Xiao Xu, is she your girlfriend?" Uncle Zhao leaned on the chair and smoked. He turned to look at Jiang He when he heard the question.

"Neighbors can't be too good …" Xu Qing suddenly understood. But it didn't affect him. He took half a step forward and slightly blocked Jiang He behind him. He smiled and said, "Friend, friend."

"Oh ~ understood!" Uncle Zhao, who was young at heart, raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

"No, the one with the knife at the stairs yesterday …" Cheng Yulan looked at Jiang He for a moment. She remembered where the familiar face came from and looked at her suspiciously.

Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat. Jiang He's outfit yesterday was too eye-catching.

"What knife?" Zhao Shu was stunned.

"So long, black …" Cheng Yulan said and gestured with the basket.

"Cosplay!" Xu Qing interrupted, laughed a few times, and gave Jiang He, who was behind him, a reassuring look.

Jiang He didn't get it. He just looked at the three of them curiously.

"Young people like to play. You don't understand. They dress up as zombies and fairies … It's called subculture."

Xu Qing said as she pulled Jiang He's arm. She felt Jiang He struggle a little, but she didn't use any force. She felt relieved and took her a few steps forward. She said, "We'll leave first. Hurry back and cook, Auntie."

He now understood what it felt like to be guilty.

"What do you mean I don't understand? It's just that thing. My grandson took a bunch of photos of zombies last time. It's that thing …"

"There are people who dress up as that thing?"

"Of course! Young people are more playful than we were back then … "

As the two of them walked away, Uncle Zhao's boastful voice behind them gradually disappeared. Xu Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling Jiang He's arm break free, she couldn't help but look back at her.

"Did she see you yesterday?" He asked.

Jiang He looked at him and didn't say anything. She just nodded.

"Before I went home, she also went home. You two met in the corridor, but she ignored you. Or she tried to talk to you, but you ignored her. Then she left?"

Jiang He blinked. He thought for a moment and nodded again. Then he shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

Xu Qing was stunned. When he reacted, he couldn't help but laugh. This girl was quite obedient. She didn't speak when he asked her to.

It was a little unexpected.

"Well … I guess she didn't talk to you when you met. She just looked at you and went upstairs," Xu Qing said.

He guessed it right this time. Jiang He nodded. Then he looked up at the road and looked at the passing cars with his clear eyes.

Fortunately, it was just a glance … If it was someone else or a security guard who met Jiang He in the corridor, it would probably be difficult to clean up.

Xu Qing was a little relieved. He looked around and continued to explain. "That is called a car. It has four wheels and an iron shell. It's similar to a carriage, but it doesn't need to be pulled by a horse. You can think of it as stuffing horses into the car. They run in the car, and they can drive the car forward …"

The two of them walked half a step apart, one in front and one behind. Xu Qing talked, and Jiang He listened. When someone approached, he didn't say anything. They walked all the way to the intersection.

"That is the clairvoyant."

When they were waiting for the red light, Xu Qing raised his finger to point at the surveillance camera on the traffic light pole. He wished he could let her understand how dangerous this world was for outsiders. "The pictures we saw in the afternoon were all taken with this. They are everywhere. Now, the two of us are standing here, and there are people watching us from thousands of miles away. Don't be nervous. Normally, they won't watch us because no one is that free. But if you perform some strange behavior, the officers will notice here and come immediately."

Jiang He's expression changed. He stared at the surveillance camera without saying anything.

"Hmm? What are you thinking about? " Xu Qing saw her expression and then looked at the surveillance camera on the light pole. He asked suspiciously, "You're not thinking of … getting rid of it, are you?"

Jiang He looked down at the iron dart in her palm. Then she looked up at Xu Qing.

"Put that thing away!"

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