In the adobe house, there was an oil lamp, the flame was as small as a bean.
The simple wooden bed was filled with daggers, beards, Taoist robes and other things...
Yuanbao squatted in the corner holding the bundle, stunned and staring blankly at Xihe as she took off the wooden hairpin, pulled off her hair crown, and washed off the pitch-black powder on her face with water, revealing a fair little face.
Eyes like black ink, eyebrows reaching to the temples, and the upturned corners of the eyes reveal a rebellious spirit...
"Master..."
Yuanbao opened and closed his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
How could this be some cranky old master? He was clearly a city bully who was known for his arrogance and would kick anyone he disliked!
"Um?"
Xihe glanced over lightly.
Yuanbao shook his head subconsciously: "No..." Oh, how scary!
However, the master can actually change his face, so amazing! The silly roe deer's big eyes instantly became sparkling.
Xihe: ???
There were two holes in the paper-pasted window frame, and gusts of mountain wind blew in through the holes. The candlelight flickered, and the human figures became strange and bizarre. Xihe glanced at the young man and turned to look at the bronze mirror.
Ahem, actually the original owner used the bronze mirror to hold a Bagua plate to scare people.
The mirror surface was polished to an extremely smooth surface, reflecting a figure. Xihe rubbed his chin and looked at it for a while. The appearance was quite consistent with the original owner's personality.
He has the look of a street bully and is very ferocious.
But… She raised her hand to pinch her arm and tap her leg. Due to years of struggling to make ends meet, even at sixteen, her figure was very thin and shriveled, with no distinct girlish curves.
"It seems that the first task is to have a full meal."
Everything was quiet and the Li family members outside the window had already rested.
Xihe counted the original owner's belongings, hung the peach wood sword on the bedside, shook his wide sleeves, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and said: "Put it away."
When Yuanbao heard this, he immediately spread the straw mat on the ground and lay down on it.
It was still cold in spring, and the Li family's adobe house was not in good condition. The whole room smelled faintly of mold, and the floor was a little damp. Yuanbao would definitely get sick if he slept on the floor... right?
"Come here and sleep here."
Yuanbao curled up, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep, when he suddenly heard these words.
His ears twitched and he turned his head: "Master? What did you say?"
Xihe opened his eyes: "I said, let you sleep on the bed."
Yuanbao blinked, his gaze wandering between the strange master who was lying on the bed, his fair face filled with confusion: "But Yuanbao has always slept on a straw mat."
Sometimes they couldn't find a place to stay, so they had to stay in a dilapidated temple. He would lie down on the ground, and the master would sleep on a straw mat or quilt.
But the master's words must be obeyed. Before Xihe could continue speaking, Yuanbao ran to the bed with a silly grin: "Yuanbao will be by the side of the master tonight!"
He lay down on the bed obediently, his face on the quilt, and smiled foolishly at Xihe.
Xihe: ...closed his eyes.
A dreamless night.
The next day, the roosters in the yard crowed, and the Li family members got up one after another.
There was the clatter of pots and pans, the splashing of water in the basin, the sound of footsteps. Yuanbao was drooling in his sleep, his face flushed. Xihe pushed him, and the boy woke up immediately: "Master! Good morning!"
He smiled widely, looking silly.
He got up from the bed, opened the door and went out. After a while, he heard the greetings from the Li family members in the yard: "Little Taoist priest, you are awake!" Then the door was pushed open again, and Yuanbao came in with a basin of water: "Master, wash up!"
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