Zimmer in Fast Time Travel

Probably because he thought Ji Mo was dawdling for a long time and refused to listen to his instructions, Uncle Ling actually showed up in person.Looking at the figure suddenly appearing in front of him, if it weren't for the blue sky and the sun, Ji Mo really wanted to shout "Damn"!

"You might be seen like this, isn't it okay?"

"It doesn't matter, I have sensed it, one person in the north courtyard, one person in the study, three people in the west courtyard, two people in the kitchen, four people in the outer courtyard, and no one near the atrium."

Ji Mo was silent for a while, and said in a delicate tone: "Actually, you are a person with the ability to read and the diameter of the circle is 500 meters?"

"What is that?" Uncle Ling asked strangely.

Ji Mo smiled inscrutably, and then said: "Although there is no one at the moment, if we walk back swaggeringly, we will definitely bump into other people."

"Don't worry, it will be soon."

Ji Mo immediately understood what he meant.

Uncle Ling put one hand on his waist and led him into the air.It was like riding on a roller coaster with a low safety factor. The front of the car went straight up and down, left and right, and the speed was still fast. The blurred scenery flashed quickly in the eyes. After a blink of an eye, he landed in his own courtyard up.

Slowly letting out a foul breath, Ji Mo sighed, "Da Ling...Brother Ling, can you say hello first in the future? What if I have a heart attack?"

The other party seemed to find it interesting to see him like that, and Jimo didn't miss the narrowness in his eyes, and only heard him say flatly: "I never say unnecessary things."

In the case that the force values ​​​​of the two sides are not in the same dimension, Ji Mo can only swallow that "hehe" in his stomach.

Ji Mo has lived several lifetimes. Although each lifetime is not long, the wanderings of life and death and several completely different life experiences have tempered his strong heart.He controlled his emotions very well, and very few people and things could break his calm. However, he had only known this Uncle Ling for a day or two, and he had a tendency to break his merits.

Not to mention anger, but the feeling of being helpless and restrained in the face of absolute suppression of power.The only good thing is that Uncle Ling is not an unreasonable and rude man who oppresses others by force. On the contrary, many details show that he is well-bred, and at most he has a bit of a bad taste.

Uncle Ling is obviously very bored, and mushrooms grow when he is idle, and many things in this world are caused by boredom.

There are only two people he can contact, one is Ji Mo and the other is Yu Sui.Yu Sui made no secret of her repulsion to him, showing it all on her face brightly, and Uncle Ling couldn't even tease someone who obviously hated him, so there was only one choice left.

The euphemistic name is teaching.

"That cunning boy, don't talk to me. Next sentence?"

Ji Mo yawned slightly, holding back his drowsiness: "Well...why don't you have dinner with me?"

"You can't teach children!"

Accompanied by this sentence, someone rolled up a book and knocked on Ji Mo's forehead lightly.

He blinked, his eyes were a little weird. The experience of being hit on the head with a book was quite fresh. After searching the memory bank, this old man is definitely the number one.

"You can't even memorize the Four Books and Five Classics. If you can go to high school at this level, the future of Daliang will be worrying."

"Brother Ling really thinks highly of me. It is expected that the Liang Dynasty has a deep foundation, and it will never be overthrown just because I am an idler who ate a few stones of rice for nothing."

Yu Sui was embroidering a belt for Ji Mo, and occasionally raised her head to look worriedly at Ling, as if she was afraid that he would bully Ji Mo.

"My clothes are torn, ask your maid to sew them for me too." Uncle Ling asked.

Ji Mo glanced at it, but he didn't see where his clothes were torn. He didn't want to embarrass Yu Sui, so he said, "If you don't mind Brother Ling, you can wear mine."

Uncle Ling said, "I'm not used to wearing other people's clothes."

"Don't worry, it's brand new."

Hearing this, Uncle Ling paused for two seconds, then Fang nodded reservedly, agreeing.

Ji Mo winked at Yu Sui, who rolled her eyes regardless of her manners, put her belt on the low table at hand, and almost knocked over the sewing box.After a while, she brought a set of clothes.

Uncle Ling sized him up a little, his eyes revealing his reluctance.

Yu Sui felt angry again.Although the material of the clothes is not the best, but they are made of fine fine cloth, ordinary people can't wear them once in a lifetime, I don't know what to dislike this person.Since she dislikes her and stays here, isn't she being cheap?If you can get out early, everyone will be happy!

At this moment, Uncle Ling's other hobbies also surfaced.For example, one must take a bath before changing clothes, and the clothes must be scented, which is really a particular person.When Yusui brought out the often-used sandalwood, he said nothing, even if he didn't say anything, it was obvious that the incense couldn't get into his eyes.

Yu Sui gritted her teeth before resisting the urge to throw something over his head and face.

When the bath soup arrived, Uncle Ling took a bath behind the screen in the inner room. The sound of water could be heard from time to time, and Ji Mo couldn't help wondering: Does this person wash his face when he takes a bath?Is it supposed to be washed?What about the mask, can you take it off?What is the honor beneath the mask?If he broke in suddenly at this moment, would this person have time to put it on again?

Although he was a little curious, Ji Mo guessed that if he really wanted to follow the idea in his mind, the most likely reason would be to meet Hades the moment he saw Lushan's true face.

He withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and ordered Yusui to grind ink for him.Compared with Ling's reluctance when grinding ink, Yu Sui lightly raised one sleeve, and the other pure white hand held the ink ingot and slowly ground it on the inkstone, which was extraordinarily gentle and tender.

Ji Mo stared at Yu Sui's beautiful face, and secretly felt that it was a pity. If he could like a woman, he would definitely marry her.

"Yu Sui, you are the same age as me, girls from ordinary families are married at your age, should you be released from the house to find your husband's family?"

After saying this sentence, Ji Mo watched Yu Sui's face change from sunny to cloudy, just like a Sichuan opera changing face, she said firmly: "I don't want to find any husband's family."

"Do you know the three big lies in this world?" Ji Mo asked himself and answered, "First, the businessman says he can't make money; second, the old man says he's impatient; third, the eldest girl says she doesn't want to marry. "

Yu Sui's beautiful eyes widened: "Auntie says she won't marry if she doesn't marry, and she won't marry in this life! When I get old, I'll cut off my hair and become a nun!"

"Then what if your grandfather wants to take you in? Are you willing?" A voice interjected lazily.

Ji Mo looked back subconsciously and saw a lively scene.