The sound of the hair dryer stopped.
Xu Qing stopped helping Jiang He tidy up her hair. He thought for a moment and asked, "What does it look like?"
He subconsciously felt that Jiang He had seen something that he did not understand, such as an auntie passing by the window with a facial mask on her face.
"Her hair is long, longer than mine."
As Jiang He said this, she turned around and pushed her hair to the front, covering her whole face. She explained, "That's about it."
"…"
Xu Qing frowned. It was quite a visual impact for Jiang He to cover her face with her long hair in the middle of the night. "And then?"
"And then her face was pale, very pale, like … whiter than the wall." Jiang He pointed at the snow-white wall.
"No way …"
"And she was wearing a blue, strange robe. The sleeves were so long —"
Jiang He continued to gesture.
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Xu Qing could not stay calm anymore. He turned around and looked around the living room. Combined with the recent ghost rumors, he suddenly felt a little guilty.
What on earth did Jiang He see?
"…"
"…"
The two of them stared at each other and fell into silence.
Even though Jiang He was drying her hair, her sword was upright and leaning against the leg of the chair.
"Ahem … Well, ghosts don't exist. There's no such thing in this world. If you want to talk about science — think about it, if ghosts really exist, how many people have died in thousands of years? Where do they live, right? "
Xu Qing tried to explain this with science. "You might be under too much pressure and have hallucinations. Hurry and blow dry your hair and go to sleep."
It was normal for a girl to have wild thoughts when she came to a completely strange world alone. If she was a weak girl, she might have collapsed directly …
Jiang He obviously did not believe him, but she did not say anything. She turned around and continued to let Xu Qing help her dry her hair. Her hand quietly touched the hilt of her sword.
"Where I come from, ghosts are very scary things," she said.
"Here, they are also very scary things."
"Really?"
"Of course." Xu Qing stroked her soft long hair and added, "But the problem is that it doesn't exist. It's impossible for it to exist. Do you understand?"
"Then why were there sorcerers catching ghosts a few days ago?"
"Because people mistakenly think that there is a ghost, but there isn't."
"Yes, I saw it."
"…"
The living room was brightly lit, and Xu Qing couldn't help but feel a chill.
Since there was an existence like Jiang He, it wouldn't be strange for a ghost to appear, right?
"I wonder if my sword can hurt it." Jiang He frowned, thinking about how to protect himself in this dangerous world.
"Don't talk about it. It's as if it's real … I'll borrow the peach wood sword from Zhao Shu tomorrow."
"Alright."
The hairdryer hummed as both of them were lost in their own thoughts. Jiang He's beautiful hair was soon blown dry. He stood up and shook his head, not forgetting to pick up his sword.
"Thank you, young hero."
"No need to be so polite."
Xu Qing bowed back, pulled out the plug, put away the hair dryer, and urged, "Hurry up and go to sleep."
"I …"
Jiang He wanted to say something but stopped. After a moment, she shook her head and went back to her room.
The lights in the living room were turned off. After a while, Xu Qing remembered that he hadn't taken a shower yet, so he turned on the light again and went into the bathroom in his slippers. There was still a trace of water vapor in the bathroom, with a little damp warmth and the fragrance of shower gel.
After all, there was a big difference between two people living in a room and one person living in a room.
If he was alone, he would probably be a little scared after hearing Jiang He's description.
After taking a shower, Xu Qing used a third of the time compared to usual. He dried himself and ran out with his clothes. When he was about to turn off the lights in the living room, his eyes swept over the computer on the table. He paused, and an idea came to his mind.
…
In the bedroom that was cleaned out from the utility room.
Jiang He listened to the movements outside. She sat on the bed for a while with her sword by her hand. She should have practiced her swordsmanship before going to sleep, but she didn't want to move at all.
There were a few neatly folded clothes at the head of the bed. They were all bought by Xu Qing for her. Although the style was a little strange, it was much better than the short skirts and shorts she saw on the street.
Jeans, knitted sweaters, coats … Jiang He observed everything carefully every time she went out. She was very sure that the clothes Xu Qing bought for her were the very conservative type.
The young hero was a good person …
Under the pillow was a coarse hemp garment. It was the one she wore when she first came here. Jiang He reached out and took it out from under the pillow. She put it on her lap and looked down at it. Her fingers stroked the patch.
This garment was slightly narrower than the one she was wearing now, and the sleeves were much shorter. The coarse fabric felt very rough …
If she was still in the stockade village, Second Mother would have helped her to make some changes to this garment, right? She would have mended the sleeves and loosened the collar.
First Master … Second Mother …
"Martial arts is learned through fighting. Don't be afraid of pain! If anyone looks down on you, you can beat them until they are convinced. Then, no one will dare to provoke you! "
"… Little girl, you don't even know how to sew clothes. You only know how to wield a sword all day long. Let's see how you get married in the future … Come and try this garment. If it doesn't fit, I'll help you make changes."
It was only a month, but it seemed like a long time.
It had been more than a thousand years.
Jiang He caressed the patch on the hemp garment and sighed. She sorted out her thoughts and kept the garment. She raised her hand and picked up the sword beside her.
No matter where she was, she had to live. She had to live well.
This was a dangerous world …
She made up her mind to practice martial arts to fight against the ghost with disheveled hair. She was about to practice her sword.
Knock, knock.
The door of the room rang.
Holding the sword, she went to open the door. Jiang He was slightly startled. Xu Qing was standing at the door with a dark face.
"Come here."
Seeing that Jiang He had opened the door, Xu Qing did not say anything. He turned back to the table and pointed at the computer. "Is this what you saw?"
He felt that something was strange just now. After taking a shower and turning on the computer, he did not turn it off. Instead, it was closed and put into hibernation mode. Then, he looked at the video player. Wow.
The old zombie from the mountain village.
Jiang He clenched the long sword nervously. "Yes, I saw it through the surveillance camera."
"…"
Xu Qing clenched his teeth. He did not know how to explain. Clairvoyance was clairvoyance, video was video, and surveillance camera was surveillance camera.
He had more than 300 gigabytes of videos and movies on his D drive. If he let Jiang He watch it like this, it would be a world of high martial arts. Science my ass!
Looking at Jiang He's frightened eyes, Xu Qing felt angry and funny at the same time. When he was young, he was also scared by Chu Renmei and did not dare to go to the toilet …
"Forget it. Go to sleep first. I'll explain to you tomorrow."
"If it's midnight …"
"Don't worry. Nothing will happen." Xu Qing interrupted. He moved the mouse and clicked on the cross. "Okay, I've sealed her. Go to sleep."
Jiang He struggled for a moment. Seeing his relaxed face, he was slightly relieved. He carried the sword back to the room.
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