The peasant girl in the portable space must also cultivate to become an immortal

Chapter 279 Meeting the Nascent Soul Senior (1)
Judging from his current behavior of getting more and more aggressive and greedy, it's safer for her to stay away from him.

Ye Mingming chose the room, which was the room she used to live in.

Gu Ziyuan didn't force it, no one stared at him here than in the secular world, even if no one would talk too much, he wouldn't make things difficult for her.

He lives next door to Ye Mingming and is going to rest for one night before returning to Tai'an City the next day.

Ye Mingming took a good night's sleep, and after getting up early the next morning, he took it out from the storage ring and put on a set of clothes from here.

When she woke up, a servant had already prepared her toiletries and put them there. "Girl, please wash up."

Ye Mingming glanced over, water, things like towels, and a bunch of bottles and cans, she didn't know how to use them at all. "Thanks."

Ye Mingming shook his head repeatedly seeing the man's gesture of wanting to help him. "Thank you, I can wash it myself, no need."

Seeing the servant walk away, she was still thinking about the last time she lived here, there were no such people by her side, how could someone come to serve her this time, she is a monk, not a rich lady, she doesn't need those people.

Later, Ye Mingming only used the basin of water to clean his face. As for the bottles and jars, Ye Mingming didn't know what they were, so he just left them there.

After changing into a Taoist robe and leaving the room, she took a deep breath of the fresh air outside.

Standing in the courtyard and looking at the sky here, it is probably because there is no pollution from car exhaust, and there are not so many industrialized equipment. The sky here is very blue, very blue, just like in the ghost mirror.

She thought that living in the realm of comprehension, no matter a monk or an ordinary person, is very happy, very happy.

Although they don't have those convenient high-tech, they can breathe fresh and pure air every day, which can reduce many diseases and prolong life.

She looked at Gu Ziyuan, who was walking towards her with his long hair tied up. He changed into a black Taoist robe.

All along, his clothes have not been particularly gorgeous, they all seem to be very simple, just the same as what she is wearing now, but it fits so well on him.

Whether he has short hair, long hair, or his casual clothes, suits, or Taoist robes, Ye Mingming thinks that no matter what he looks like in the city, he is very eye-catching, so she can adapt so quickly. Let's change the vision.

She was wearing a brand new set of white priestly robes, and she occasionally wanted to wear other colors, but this man gave her all white.

Same as his, the cuffs, collars, and plackets of each set are embroidered with different kinds of flowers, which are faint and vivid, as if the clothes are all stained with that faint fragrance.

Gu Ziyuan saw that Ye Mingming had changed clothes, but her long hair was still hanging behind her back without any decorations. He reached out and stroked her hair, and asked with a smile, "Why don't you pull it up?"

Ye Mingming was obviously stunned for a moment, then quickly took over the conversation. "I don't know how to do it. It's too troublesome. Am I being rude? It was the same at your house back then."

She also remembered that Xiao Ling had helped her and fixed her hair a few times, what happened to her at that time, she never wanted to learn from it, who made people here so cumbersome to dress up.

Seeing that he was still staring at his hair with a bit of impatience, Ye Mingming hesitated a little. Does he really dislike such indignity?
She knew that she was going to meet someone today, or his family, and her current appearance should not be very suitable, so she spoke helplessly. "Brother, in your eyes, I look like a female ghost in Taoist robes and disheveled hair?"

Gu Ziyuan shook his head slightly. No matter what she looked like, she could attract people's attention, but after all, she was going to meet her elders, so she had to be more formal.

He took her hand and walked to the room where she lived. "You won't, I will, I'll help you comb."

Ye Mingming was sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror. Her waist-length black hair was straight and vertical. In fact, this is the most common modern hairstyle for her, but it is really not suitable here, especially When going to see the elders.

She can only choose to do as the Romans do, and she also wants to see what skills he still has that she doesn't know.

Gu Ziyuan reached out, picked up a wooden comb that was placed on the stage, and combed it down from the top of Ye Mingming's head one by one.

Ye Mingming thought he was joking, but he was very skillful in his movements. Looking at Gu Ziyuan in the mirror, he asked curiously, "Brother, can you really comb women's hair?"

She thought ashamedly, she is an authentic woman, she would not do these things.

Thinking about it in a blink of an eye, I can't blame myself. In the secular world, who would be so troublesome when there is nothing to do? It takes a long time to comb his hair.

Gu Ziyuan laughed softly, and while combing Ye Mingming's hair, he said, "I only know how to do this kind of hairstyle, so don't dislike it if it looks ugly."

Ye Mingming looked in the mirror suspiciously. He looked serious and skillful and focused, and his movements looked very skillful. She couldn't help but think, who must he comb it for? Who could it be?
Seeing Ye Mingming's silence, Gu Ziyuan knew that she wanted to go somewhere else, so he was comforted. "Don't think about it. Both my parents passed away early. Xiao Ling didn't know how to comb her hair when she was young, and she didn't like those servants touching her. She has always been very dependent on me, and I have to deal with her for food and clothing. Now that she has grown up It was only then that I gradually got rid of these bad habits. At that time, I really had no choice but to learn one of the simplest hairstyles to dress her up. I didn't expect it to be useful to you now."

While Gu Ziyuan was talking, the simplest hairstyle had already been combed. He put down the wooden comb, took out a simple, not fancy, and delicate step shaker from a wooden box on the dressing table, and sent it to Ye Mingming. Don't go over your head. "How about it, can you still see it?"

The hairstyle Gu Ziyuan combed is indeed very simple. He just helped Ye Mingming comb the hair scattered on both sides, and then coiled it into a shape similar to a butterfly on the top of his head, and fastened it with a special clip. The long hair at the back was still hanging down, which belonged to a girl's hairstyle. .

Xiaoling has bangs on his forehead, such a hairstyle would make him look cuter, while Ye Mingming doesn't have bangs on his forehead, so he looks a little more mature and dignified.

She looked at herself in the mirror with a smile, and said with emotion: "I changed my hairstyle, and the effect of wearing this dress is different. It is much better than my nondescript look. But let me dress up like this every day. If I have the time, I can still wear it." It’s better to go to practice.”

Gu Ziyuan's heart froze slightly, he still hadn't seen the face of the woman in white in his sea of ​​consciousness.

But he always remembered that she also seemed to have long hair spread out naturally, and all the features were more and more in line with this silly girl. It seems that trouble is just an excuse, and laziness is her truest nature, which has not changed. .

(End of this chapter)