When Zhanxi went to the store to buy clothes, many people stared at the Burberry on her with strange eyes.

— — Oh.

The popularity of the twenty-seventh century, in this case, was no less powerful than the strange clothes of the Smurfs.

— — I didn't transmigrate here by accident, I'm here for a mission.

Then the aircraft just broke down.

Throughout the day, everyone asked her the same question: Girl, you're from another place, right?

Zhanxi: Yes.

(Indeed, I'm from another place, and I'm from the future, far away from this era.

If you think about it carefully, there's nothing wrong with it.)

During lunch, she asked the Waiter what this place was.

The Waiter replied: El Mar.

Zhanxi gnawed on a chicken leg and thought: What the hell.

Then another sentence: Hey, girl, you're dressed so strangely, you're from another place, right?

Zhanxi nodded perfunctorily, swept the food on the table clean, paid the money, and left.

Now she understood the situation.

For the time being, she couldn't go back. Her abilities weren't weakened, so she could fight and jump up and down.

She didn't lack money, cell phones, shelter, clothes, enemies (crossed out), friends, and a high-quality aircraft to go home.

He quickly bought a house on a street in Yunmeng and bought any furniture he wanted. It was fine as long as the table could be used for tea and snacks, and the bed could be used for sleeping. As for the curtains, he didn't care if it was beaded curtains or other annoying decorations.

She didn't want to do housework, didn't know how to cook, and urgently needed servants and cooks.

According to her boss, if you're bored, go to work. You'll be so busy that your face is covered in dirt.

Zhanxi: I'm not the coal boss's porter.

She thought that she could live any way she wanted, so she wandered the streets for the whole day.

When the sky turned dark, she went to a small stall to buy supper and went home.

When she finally reached the door, she saw a ball curled up on the doorstep.

It was crying, but it seemed like it was tired.

When she heard a child crying, her first reaction was: So troublesome, so troublesome, so troublesome, why are there children crying everywhere!

Zhanxi wasn't good at dealing with people ten years younger than her.

So far, she had made her boss's child cry more than XXX times.

She thought she finally got rid of it …

In the end, what was the situation?

— — Ran away from home?

[Father beat you up?]

[Got tricked in hide-and-seek?]

[Last PASS, your trickery is too low-level.]

Zhanxi walked over and asked, "Child, where did you come from?"

The child completely ignored her.

I'll go.

Zhanxi had to squat down to the same level as the child. She put the bag aside and reached out to lift the child's face. "Hey, if you want to cry, don't cry in front of someone else's house. It's inauspicious. I just moved in today."

The child raised his teary eyes and stared at Zhanxi. He blinked twice and instantly turned into a ferocious beast. He roared, "Do you know who I am?!"

Without hesitation, Zhanxi raised her hand and smacked him on the head. She said expressionlessly, "Now I know you're a rude brat."

"You, you, you, you, you —"

"What about you? You look so cute and you speak so carelessly.

Zhanxi took out a handkerchief to wipe the water off his face.

The child closed his eyes and frowned. He complained, "Can't you be gentler?"

"Young?

Long!

Ben Huiqiang?

Bad Fang Fen Huiqiang?

Lan Huan Si Hai?

Zhong Bi 2 Shackles and Curtains?

Guan An Huan Ying Yan Zhi Lian??

Luo Zheng?

Luo Bo Ling Si Tuo John's Love?

Grain Deletion Bad Stun??

Bo Ling?

Lin Meng Zhi Lian?

Luo Gou Huan!

"I … It's not the first time I rubbed my eyes. I'm not blind."

"You'll be blind if you rub it a few more times." Zhanxi said in a serious tone.

The child pursed his lips and stared at her for a long time. Until the growling sound of his stomach broke the dead silence between them.

Zhanxi's supper came in handy.

"What's your name … Oh, the ancients have a habit of introducing themselves first. My name is Zhanxi.

Zhan as in Zhan, Xi as in Xi. "

"I, I'm Jin Ling." The child's childish pronunciation was blurred because he chewed.

"Which Ling?"

"Ling as in Ling Yun."

No matter how you look at it, it's Ling as in Ling Yun.

Zhanxi looked at the sky and then looked at the child next door. "When are you going home? Your family must be looking for you like crazy."

"I don't want to go back.

Uncle only knows how to scold me all day. They don't play with me. "

"So he's an isolated young master."

Zhanxi silently took out an Apple phone from her coat pocket. She opened a video and put the phone in his hand.

The child looked at the screen in confusion, then looked up at her and asked, "What's this?"

"Apple."

"You're lying!" He accused.

"The brand is Apple."

She explained and pointed to the two guys on the screen, one thin and one fat, who were singing together. "These two people are doing crosstalk.

Although they look like two idiots, crosstalk isn't something you can do whenever you want to.

A guy who can do crosstalk is better than an auntie who writes a play for a mother. "

Jin Ling frowned in confusion.

"Crosstalk?

"Mother?

Before Zhanxi had time to sigh about the child's childhood, a purple lightning suddenly fell from the sky. She was so scared that she picked up Jin Ling and ran away.

"The lightning here is so scary!"

After standing still.

She looked angry.

"Hey, what are you doing?

Do you want to play S&M games with a whip? "

"Jin Ling!

Get over here! "

The moonlight on the ground kept expanding. Jiang Cheng's handsome face was gloomy. He held the purple lightning tighter and tighter, and his fingers almost turned white.

Jin Ling was so scared by his eyes that his limbs froze. He loosened his grip and the phone fell to the ground. Zhanxi also cursed in her heart.

She heard the boy say, "Uncle …" His voice was as soft as a mosquito's. His soft fingers clutched her shirt tightly.

She couldn't bear it. "Tuan Zi, this shirt is so expensive. Don't tear it."

"My name is not Tuan Zi!" Jin Ling said angrily.

Jiang Cheng, whose face was completely gloomy, said again, "Jin Ling!

Do I have to repeat it again? "

"No!

I won't go back!

Uncle is so mean to me all day long!

I won't go back! "

"Early kindergarten age is a rebellious period."

Zhanxi put Jin Ling on the ground and said with her mouth twitching, "You can run away, but you can't hide forever. Tuan Zi, go home." Then she lowered her voice, "Your uncle looks so mean.

But he is also worried about you. Go back and apologize. Let's play together next time. "

"Who wants to play with you?" Jin Ling complained in a low voice. He glanced at her secretly and said, "Then let's make a pinky promise."

"What?"

"Other children make a pinky promise when they make a promise!" Jin Ling said and stepped on the ground hard.

Zhanxi had to stupidly stretch out her little finger and make a pinky promise with him. She covered her face and said, "I'm too ashamed to see anyone."

Jin Ling said, "Pinky promise can't be changed for a hundred years. If you lie, you should commit seppuku."

Zhanxi thought, "What Japanese comic script did you take???"

"I, I'm going home."

"Okay.

Goodbye. "Please hurry up. Your uncle is standing behind me and staring at me.

# Pressure from both sides: Tuan Zi's reluctant eyes and Jiang Cheng's glaring eyes like the King of Hell #

After saying goodbye to the uncle and nephew pair, Zhanxi turned around and pushed open the gate of the yard and went in.

It was the first day after a good night's sleep.

*

Zhanxi was annoyed by the ancient costumes. Yesterday, she didn't choose any clothes that she liked, so she had to go out again today.

In order to avoid others' attention, she had to wear a cloak to cover her shirt and trousers.

After visiting several stores, her patience was exhausted and she didn't want to buy clothes anymore.

It was troublesome.

Not only was it difficult to move, but she also couldn't change clothes instantly.

She might as well just leave it like this.

She scooped up two glutinous rice balls with a spoon. Only when the tip of her tongue hurt from the scalding did she remember that she forgot to blow on it.

Zhanxi's expression was only slightly distorted, but it returned to normal in an instant. She heard the other people at the stall talking about something like "YiLing Patriarch". She didn't recognize the combination of words at all.

During the conversation, she found a few pieces of information.

— The biggest landowner (power) in Yunmeng is the Jiang Clan.

— The YiLing Patriarch (seems to be a BOSS) has been dead for almost three years.

— The head of the Jiang Clan has been whipping people yesterday and the day before yesterday (has a bad temper, don't mess with him).

— The day after tomorrow is Yunmeng Jiang Clan's recruitment day (so there's a school here).

…

Zhanxi thought that she was in a cultivation world.

She really had nothing to do and was about to go crazy.

She started drinking in the middle of the afternoon and wandered from one stall to another without getting drunk at all.

— Nonsense, I'm drinking rice wine!

"Wait wait wait wait, don't serve me rice wine, I'm going to throw up."

"Miss, we only have rice wine today." The Waiter quickly said with a smile.

"F * ck —" Zhanxi hugged her head and pressed her forehead against the table. She said as if she had nothing to live for: "Give me a portion of each spicy dish you have."

"Okay!"

While waiting, Zhanxi looked down at her phone with her chin in her hand.

The Waiter brought a few dishes and asked curiously: "Miss, what kind of toy is this?"

"This … It's a high-tech device that can go online without a signal. It's called an Apple."

"Hehe, I don't understand what you're talking about. Oh, there are a few more dishes, wait a moment."

Zhanxi took off her cloak and placed it on another chair. She put away her phone and glanced at the table next to hers. — A few young men in purple robes had been staring at her for a long time.

She looked back at them. Although her face was delicate and could be ranked among the top beauties, her expression was indifferent and clearly lacked kindness. She glanced at them as if to warn them.

"Hey, sit and chat with me for a while."

Zhanxi casually placed a few pieces of silver on the table. The shopkeeper smiled and came out from behind the counter. He took the silver and placed two jars of good wine on the table. He turned his head and said to The Waiter: "Don't spoil the mood of the customer."

Zhanxi turned a blind eye to this and asked: "Where do the people here go to kill time when they have nothing to do?"

Her serious expression made The Waiter feel confused.

The Waiter thought for a moment and said: "Speaking of our Yunmeng, we go boating …"

"Stop." Zhanxi raised her hand, "I'm not asking you about the tourist attractions. Where is the red light district?"

"Red light district?"

Zhanxi thought for a moment and picked up a piece of fish, saying: "It's what you call a brothel.

I have to find someone to cook for me. "

The Waiter: "…"

The Jiang Clan disciples at the table next to them: "…"

Zhanxi: "…"

"Hey, girl, even if you want to find a cook, you can't go to that place.

But if you really want to know … walk along this street until you reach the fifth corner. Turn right and walk for a while, and you'll see a place of entertainment. "

"Okay." Zhanxi nodded, then looked up and asked: "Is there a cultivation sect here?"

"The biggest sect in Yunmeng should be …"

"The Jiang Clan."

*

When she saw Jiang Cheng again, she raised her eyebrows slightly and turned her head to look at Jin Ling, who was hiding behind him and peeking at her.

Zhanxi opened her eyes wide and put down her crossed arms, saying: "Little Tuanzi?"

"My name is not Tuanzi."

"You're so small. How can you not be Tuanzi?"

"My name is Jin Ling."

"I know your name is Jin Ling.

It's still Tuanzi. "

"You …!

You're unreasonable! "

"Let's add the word unreasonable, Little Tuanzi."

The disciples of the Jiang Clan were dumbfounded.

Jin Ling angrily stomped her feet behind Jiang Cheng, staring at her with her bright amber eyes, not daring to move one more step.

The youths at the next table stood up and bowed in front of Jiang Cheng, saying: "Lord."

Zhanxi turned her head and thought: "Damn, so this is the Lord of the Jiang Clan."

The owner came over and said: "Jiang Zongzhu, the girl is already waiting upstairs.

Please come in. "

Jiang Cheng glanced at Zhanxi, then walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back. Jin Ling tried to keep up with him in small steps, looking back at Zhanxi every few steps.

She smiled at Little Tuanzi, then turned to the table full of dishes, lowering her eyes to pick up the food.

"Girl, do you know Jiang Zongzhu?"

"I didn't know him at first, but I got to know his Zidian a little yesterday."

After the disciples of the Jiang Clan left the restaurant, The Waiter began to show the gossipy side of a housewife. "This is Jiang Zongzhu's third blind date.

I'm afraid it'll be ruined again. "

"Bringing a child on a blind date, the girl will fall out with him."

"I see that you're quite familiar with Little Master Jin, so I don't mind telling you.

Little Master Jin's parents passed away, and he's been with his uncle ever since — that is, Lord Jiang. He's quite pitiful.

His mother was a senior sister who watched Wei Ying grow up, but I don't know how Wei Ying could do it. "

"Wei Ying?"

"Girl, you haven't even heard of the YiLing Patriarch, have you?"

"That's right." It was too f * cking far away.

Zhanxi silently rolled her eyes. "So why bring a child on a blind date?"

"Well.

Jiang Zongzhu is ranked fifth among the Four Great Young Masters, so his standards are naturally high.

He had a set of criteria for choosing a spouse: 'She must be beautiful without makeup, gentle and obedient, diligent and thrifty. Her cultivation level must not be too high, her personality must not be too strong, her voice must not be too loud, she must not spend too much money, and she must treat Jin Ling well.'

The last one is the most important, but which girl would sacrifice herself to take care of an unrelated child?

That's why Jiang Zongzhu's first two blind dates were all for naught. "

"He's a good uncle, but an unqualified blind date," Zhanxi said casually. "He'll probably die again this time.

If he's on the blacklist, he'll be alone for the rest of his life. "

"Speaking of which, you're quite pretty. Could it be that you're a rich family's daughter?"

"Just think of me as a rich person.

Anyway, I can't go home now, so there's no point in introducing myself. "

"Yes, yes, yes, I spoke too much.

Girl, please eat slowly. Call me if you have any questions, I'll go clear the table. "

Zhanxi waved her hand.

About an hour later.

Zhanxi finished wiping her mouth with a handkerchief and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, just as she reached the door, she stumbled down the stairs, making a series of footsteps. Behind her, a girl bumped into her, and the two of them almost fell over the threshold.

"Hey, your makeup is smudged." She said bluntly.

"Go away!" The young girl paused, then pushed Zhanxi aside and rushed out.

The Waiter stuck his head out and looked at the girl's back as she walked further and further away. He shook his head and said, "As expected, it didn't work out this time."

Zhanxi said expressionlessly, "It'd be weird if it worked out. Who would bring a child along for a blind date?

I'll leave first. "