"But it's too long? I'm going to get the Taoist priest a shorter one." The voice of the woman in Huashang came over.

"..." Li Zhibai.

Hearing the smiling voice of the woman outside the screen, Li Zhibai was speechless for a while. At this time, she probably knew what kind of personality Tong Jun's daughter had.

One mouthful and one priest, but...is there anyone in the world who treats monks like this?

Fortunately, Li Zhibai knew that he was not an orthodox Kun Dao, but just a lazy woman who liked to wear Taoist robes.

It's not even that she likes to wear it, she's just used to it.

It is often said that Taoist clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones, but for Li Zhibai, a woman full of inertia, old clothes are better.

So it's not that she resists short skirts, but she always pays attention to a step-by-step process.

Even if she intends to change a little in front of Tong Jun who has changed a lot, it is definitely not like this.

Li Zhibai could probably imagine how shocked she would be when she really wore such clothes to see Mr. Tong.

"Master?"

At this time, Li Zhibai's silence for a long time made the woman in Hua clothes outside cough lightly, and then asked: "Do you think...the clothes don't look good?"

"clothes…"

Li Zhibai carefully looked at the crimson skirt in his hand.

It is obviously a woman's meticulous work. It is made of plain silk. It is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It is trapezoidal. The waist of the skirt is also wrapped in plain silk. Highlight a woman's figure.

The entire skirt does not need any decorations, because the length of the skirt is less than knee length, which is better than any decoration.

Good-looking is good-looking, but too charming.

If she really went back to her girlhood, she might not mind wearing cooler clothes at a tea party full of women.

But that was before.

Li Zhibai rubbed his brows lightly.

If others knew about Li Zhibai's troubles, they would definitely be surprised.

After all, this frightening seniority, even the suzerain of Xuanjian Division, who is just in full swing, would call him 'auntie' when he saw him.

Now he is 'humiliated' in the brothel.

But there is no way, for a conservative woman, if she is asked to wear this kind of clothes on the brothel, the only one who is not annoyed is Mr. Tong's daughter.

"Isn't it good-looking?" The woman in Huashang's voice was a little nervous.

"Good-looking is good-looking. The stitches are dense and very regular. The embroidery is good."

Li Zhibai didn't hide the tone of his praise, but he was gentle with a bit of helplessness: "But, it's not for me."

"The concubine is not as good as the Taoist elder sister said." The woman in Huashang smiled, and she was very useful.

Daoist sister...

What is this called?

Li Zhibai put the skirt in his hand aside.

She could tell now that the dress was made by the girl outside.

"Concubine... I also go to Piluoju to help out on weekdays. Since even you think it looks good, let's see if any of those ladies say that our craftsmanship is not good."

The girl in Chinese clothes walked near the screen, looked closely at the tall figure behind her, and thought of Li Zhibai's gentle and somewhat helpless voice, her ears blushed.

"Sister, you... are a gentle person." She said softly.

This time, he didn't even call the Taoist priest anymore.

In the eyes of the girl in Huashang, Li Zhibai has never been annoyed, and seems to be willing to tolerate her no matter what... That feeling is very strange, but the girl in Huashang believes that there is no girl in Huayue Tower who can refuse this kind of intrusion. Yu Li Zhibai's warmth.

Li Zhibai glanced at Lei Jie outside the window.

gentle…

Are you talking about yourself?

She has stayed in the sword hall for a long time, even if she left Xu Changan with a strict and rigid temperament at first, few people say that.

"My concubine is rude." The woman in Huashang said apologetically: "I have caused trouble for my sister, but there are really not many skirts here. Do you... have anything you want to wear?"

"There are six gauze skirts, light-colored ones are fine." Li Zhibai chose a long skirt that he remembered.

"Shafu...skirt?" The woman in Huashang was a little at a loss: "This...what is this?"

"Don't you know?" Li Zhibai was slightly taken aback, and briefly stated the characteristics of the skirt.

"oh."

The woman in Huashang suddenly realized: "Sister is talking about patterned double skirts? My concubine really has a pair of blue and light gauze patterned skirts here. It's just...you really need long skirts, but it's just convenient. Bring your own coat…”

The woman in Huashang thought about Li Zhibai's tall figure under the Taoist robe, it was a pity.

It's a waste of money to use such a long skirt with such good-looking legs.

No wonder the God outside the window is angry and wants to thunder.

"Sister, wait a moment, I'll go get it for you." The woman in Huashang said, turned and left with lotus steps.

"..."

Following her departure, Li Zhibai came out from behind the screen.

"The gauze skirt is now replaced by a patterned double skirt... Obviously, it was the most common dress in the past, but now it doesn't even have a name."

Li Zhibai subtly felt the passage of time.

It turned out that so long had passed.

"Could it be that I'm really old?"

The familiar skirt changed its name, the familiar Wentong changed its rules, and the familiar border countries changed repeatedly, leaving her only strangers.

Sometimes she is reluctant to go out, does she also feel that she is not suitable for this era.

After all... For a woman, it's hard to describe the feeling of being a junior when she walks out the door.

Li Zhibai would not call himself an old antique, but when he saw that the child on his lap had now turned into the suzerain of Xuan Jiansi... he could feel the passage of time.

She walked to the bronze mirror in the room, and gestured the short skirt in her hand on her body, then looked at the hem of the skirt which was still a full palm away from her knees, with an inexplicable emotion on her face.

In fact, she was not like this in the past when she threw a stone but couldn't see a splash.

Li Zhibai looked at the woman in the mirror who was out of place with the short skirt, and seemed to see the girl from the past in the ripples.

How did the lively girl who used to like to have tea parties with her little sisters, laugh and eat snacks become what she is today?

It may be that Li Hua, who played with her at the tea party in the high pavilion since she was a child, closed her eyes after lightly licking her cheek one day, and never woke up again.

Maybe it was Huafa's mother who sent her still young out of town.

Maybe I went back secretly once, and saw those old women who were supposed to be sisters with her, basking in the sun like having a tea party at the entrance of the town.

It may also be the day when the master in the Taoist temple became immortal.

She remembered that the snow that fell that day tasted nothing.

So I don't know when, the kind of lively and comfortable warm emotion, the pure laughter at the tea party, gradually left her.

Perhaps this world is colorful, where crises and challenges coexist and are within reach.

But for Li Zhibai, it doesn't matter if she doesn't get in touch, she doesn't need to be colorful, a Taoist robe is enough.

She doesn't like killing people, and she doesn't need any natural talents and earthly treasures, as long as she moves forward steadily, she is enough to climb the ladder.

So... She just needs to stick to the square inch under her feet and stay in one place quietly.

That's how it should be.

Until a proud little girl appeared in her world who looked serious and silent, but was actually a bad-spoken one.

Then he fell down, and after listening to her request, he came to a place like Mu Yufeng.

After that, she met a strange young man who was very similar to her.

—

"This skirt really doesn't suit me." Li Zhibai shook his head, folded the skirt and hung it on the side shelf, and sighed.

At this time, Li Zhibai suddenly understood why the head of the sect came to talk to him about some inexplicable things.

It can't be said that they are lonely, but, for women like them, it would be a good thing to have someone to talk to.

But at that time she let the head down.

Facing Shi Qingjun, Li Zhibai couldn't talk to her calmly no matter what. This was her longing, and she didn't intend to change it.

Li Zhibai considers herself a very lucky person, because she also has a girl who can ignore her refusal and forcibly drag her out of the forest.

Tong Jun...

Li Zhibai couldn't help sighing.

Therefore, even if Mr. Tong becomes what Xu Changan described, she still thinks it is a good thing.

It's better to be charming than to be dead.

"Sister Daochang, the skirt you want..." The woman in Huashang walked in, and then saw Li Zhibai standing outside the screen, she was slightly stunned, her eyes flashed over the long skirt on the shelf, her eyes lit up.

Go over there immediately.

"Sister, you are very beautiful. Just put some makeup on, and the beauty on this face can't be concealed... How about it, why don't you try the dress I made by myself, I promise that it will suit you very well."

"No need." Li Zhibai gently took the long skirt and deep clothes, and then asked.

"Your Ping Niang, is your... energetic?" Li Zhibai chose a word that didn't sound so strange.

"Ping Niang?" The woman in Huashang curled her lips: "Is she pretending to be virtuous in front of you? In fact... she is not serious at all. She likes to stare at girls and ask them what they want, and then ...The teaser is a proper girl, don't be fooled by her serious appearance."

She wasn't saying bad things about Zhu Pingniang.

Subconsciously retorted, probably because the girls in Huayuelou were actually afraid of seeing Zhu Pingniang's serious appearance.

Because that would make them feel that Zhu Pingniang seemed far away from them, even a little strange.

So, their wishing sister...needs to be indecent, just indecent - that's fine.

Li Zhibai took a deep look at the woman with erratic eyes in front of him.

The moisture in the eyes glowed softly.

That's fine.

Tong Jun has something she wants to do, which is the best news for her.

Come to think of it, Mr. Tong's change is because of these naughty girls.

"You guys are doing a good job."

In the dazed eyes of the woman in Huashang, Li Zhibai gently touched her head, then took the clothes and went behind the screen.

"?"

I was... patted on the head?

Um?

The hand of the Taoist elder sister is warm.

She's such a peaceful older sister, she doesn't get angry like this.

I don't know where Pingniang found such a good girl.

The woman shook her head, then opened the window and looked at the brontosaurs.

Cultivating immortals...should be a good thing.

If there is a chance, the girls of Huayuelou also hope to practice with Pingniang.

I just don't know if there will be such an opportunity.

—

Li Zhibai, who was changing clothes, just came out of the memory, so he remembered many things in the past.

She used to like lihua very much.

After all, there is a cute, mischievous and playful cat at the girls' tea party, which is very lively.

However, since Li Huali, who grew up with her, left, she never raised it again.

now…

Some want to get another cat.

This idea didn't come out of nowhere, but it came to me when I met Qin Ling that day and knew that Qin Ling had a cat because he was bored.

Seeing that Jun Tong has become younger, Li Zhibai feels that she is not old, and she can do it.

"Beaver flower..."

Li Zhibai touched the delicate and smooth cat-like material of the clothes, and blinked.

She is very popular with cats, maybe because she has a good figure, and it is very comfortable to be held in her arms.

It is said that Chang'an has a cat named "Xiaohua" by his hand.

Although it has something to do with Wenli, it's still a cute raccoon, a monster...it doesn't matter, it will be more lively with a human nature.

The main reason is that the relationship between Xiaohua and Chang'an is very good~lightnovelpub.net~ Li Zhibai will naturally get close to him.

Li Zhibai lowered his head, a little moved.

If it is her pet raccoon, even if it is revealed that Xiaohua is a monster, no one will have the guts to gossip.

It can be regarded as solving a problem for Chang'an.

"Xiao Hua..." Li Zhibai read aloud, then shook his head with a smile.

Chang'an, he really doesn't know how to name him.

Not cute at all.

—

Mu Yufeng.

Li Hua, who was missed by Li Zhibai, was trembling on the wall of Xu Chang'an's yard. Although he was extremely frightened, his hair was still standing on end, and he made a threatening sound of "ha" at the "enemy".

And the enemy's goal... is Jielei.

Looking over at this moment, you will find that not far from Xiaohua's head, there is a miniature "Thunder Tribulation" accumulating, which is very similar to the Taixu Tribulation that Wen Li is going through.

Obviously Wen Li's catastrophe affected Li Hua, who is of the same origin as her.

Wenli is not afraid, but Xiaohua is. Wherever it goes, the thunder calamity will follow it. Who can not be afraid.

It trembled, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, and jumped into Xu Changan's yard with a meow.

At this time, it didn't care about Xu Changan's rule of not being intrusive anymore, it rushed into Xu Changan's room as if fleeing, got into the thin quilt on Xu Changan's bed, clutched its head and shivered.

"..."

Smelling the familiar smell on the quilt, the cat was relieved a lot, so it slowly... poked its head out, and then blinked.

"Meow?"

Looking at the top of him strangely, the terrifying mini tribulation thunder seemed to feel something noble, and it slowly dispersed.

Lei Jie was scared away by the quilt.

Sure enough, he is the most powerful person.

The cat scratched the quilt and thought so.