Twenty-seven, who was seriously thinking about the issue of identity, was caught by Ruan Qing because he was distracted, and was forced to have his head pressed and watched the video of the car accident all night long. As a result, he kept dreaming about those scenes.
The seemingly solid steel shell was crushed and wrinkled like a paper shell under high-speed and violent impact.
Twenty-seven was not afraid of the bloody flesh, but he was too impressed by the steel being crumpled like a paper shell.
Although it has always been known that the faster the speed, the greater the power, but nothing in ancient times could reach the speed of modern cars. This picture gave him a deeper understanding of how technological development has changed the world.
He searched for "car accidents" on the Internet all day the next day and saw all kinds of tragic car accidents.
Then he said to Ruan Qing: "The most important thing about this thing is that it cannot escape. Unless the window is always open, you cannot wear a seat belt."
Ruan Qing: "???"
Wouldn't that make you die faster
"Others can." Twenty-seven said, "I can't. Leave me a way out, and I might jump out of the car in an instant."
"But you can't wear a seat belt," he explained. "Even if I react quickly enough and my hand speed is fast enough, if it doesn't spring away fast enough, I will still die."
Ruan Qing's eyes lit up: "Oh~"
"Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right." Ruan Qing said, rolling her eyes.
As for Ruan Qing's question, he rubbed his chin and said, "I heard that there are some experts in the world who can reach this level."
The two of them wear long pants and slippers at home every day. We ate at the same table and smelled the same shower gel.
Twenty-seven raised his eyebrows: "How to distinguish this? Don't you have no real practitioners here anymore?" Ruan Qing snapped his fingers: "But there are novels."
He also has several stable clients from powerful people and wealthy businessmen, who have come back to patronize him several times.
This state of cohabitation is especially easy for cohabitants to assimilate.
Understood.
After talking to him all night last night, he came to the conclusion of "not wearing a seat belt"? Ruan Qing only felt that the blood vessels on his forehead were bulging.
Twenty-seven said: "I have watched the video carefully. Most of the two-wheeled vehicle owners died from the collision with the ground after being hit. Because once they were hit, they couldn't help themselves."
Twenty-seven saw the light in Ruan Qing's eyes, and his heart moved, and he asked calmly: "Why are you interested in this?"
To put it simply, he is already familiar with it, and Ruan Qing can now relax and show his natural self in front of Twenty-Seven.
Gao Wu is pure nonsense as a novelist, low Wu is more realistic, and now I don’t know whether Zhong Wu is realistic or not.
Ruan Qing: "Oh~!"
Twenty-seven read it with gusto: "Who wrote this? It's very good, it feels a bit like that."
He just happens to have pretty good kung fu, is somewhat famous in the world, and can be ranked among the killers. Some customers named him to take orders.
"Huh?" Ruan Qing didn't expect that he would come to such a conclusion, and was speechless. "We call four-wheeled vehicles iron-wrapped meat, and two-wheeled vehicles we call meat-wrapped iron. You taste it."
His eyes were serious, and he was not joking: "In a moment of life and death, with the windows closed and the belt fastened, life and death are in the sky and not in my hands."
She rubbed her chin and asked with interest: "So, what is the level of the ancient martial arts over there? In the middle martial arts world? In the low martial arts world?"
Seeing that something was wrong with Ruan Qing's face, Twenty-Seven stopped and asked carefully: "... What did I say wrong?"
This is really great.
Ruan Qing rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, "But is it possible to be safer by obeying traffic rules and driving regulations?"
"Now, the martial artist is dead."
Zhongwu's representative work is "The Eight Parts of Heaven", and Gaowu's representative work is "Book of Enmities". Ruan Qing used the computer to search out the martial arts descriptions and showed them to Twenty-Seven.
"As for this," he was talking about "Book
"Although I can control myself, I can't control others." He said, "I watched videos all day long, and many of them were people who drove well and parked well and were hit and killed by drunk drivers or people who drove incorrectly. It's not like that at all. I can’t help myself.”
This involves an issue that Ruan Qing is very interested in, but has not had time to figure out because he has been too busy these days.
"I'm so angry that I want to beat the director!"
Twenty-seven silently wrote something down in the little notebook in her heart: She likes people who know kung fu.
"Two-wheeled vehicles." Twenty-seven obviously already had the answer, "For me, two-wheeled vehicles are the safest."
He just happens to know kung fu.
Ruan Qing was so excited: "That means low martial arts is a common state. Can masters reach the level of middle martial arts?"
But she and Twenty-Seven have been living together for a week.
If they had just met for two days, Ruan Qing would have been a little more cautious and concealed his middle-class attributes.
He was talking about "Tian X Ba Bu".
Ruan Qing realized his seriousness and was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer this. He opened his mouth and could only ask: "What should we do?"
Ruan Qing: "What about you?"
Twenty-seven disagreed.
"Martial arts dreams." Ruan Qing sighed, "When it comes to martial arts dreams, the Internet tends to attribute them to boys. Let me tell you, this is a gender stereotype. In fact, many girls have martial arts dreams when they were young. When I was a kid, I basically read all the famous martial arts novels, TV series, and movies.”
"You know, he's already dead. It's not in the novel, and it's not on TV anymore. There's not even a martial arts scene that's eye-catching. It's all about the little fresh meat putting on a show, and then spinning around and letting the clothes float. It’s like a flower. Then it’s all in slow motion, it’s so ugly!”
Twenty-seven was very confident: "Of course I can land safely."
"By the way, what about you?" Ruan Qing's eyes were bright and she asked Twenty-Seven, "What's your kung fu level?"
The beautiful face was slightly raised, and a pair of bright eyes were full of expectation.
How could the peacock not open its tail at this time
Twenty-seven straightened his back slightly and said in a reserved tone: "Ashamed, I only have a small reputation in the world."
But after watching TV series this week, he has come to understand that modern people seem to be less reserved and self-effacing than ancient people. He quickly added: "Last year's list of the top ten killers in the world, I ranked sixth."
He said "ashamed" and "merely", but his eyes were bright and his chest was straightened out.
Ruan Qing's expression changed and she put her hands on her hips: "Are you still proud?"
"It's not a serious profession at all! I understand being forced to make a living, but if you want to be proud of this, you have a wrong outlook!" She raised her finger, "I'm telling you, four words-"
Headache!
Twenty-seven grabbed Ruan Qing's finger and said, "I know, I know! Follow the rules and laws!"
There was skin contact, which was something that Twenty-Seven shouldn't do. It was already considered frivolous.
But he had already set the goal of marrying Ruan Qing. After living together for a week, they could see each other's naked arms and legs without looking up.
Especially Ruan Qing, her legs are straight and slender, as fair as snow.
Twenty-seven himself only wore a few pieces of fabric on his body. In his time, even if a single man and a widow were already married, they would not wear such clothes outside the bed curtains.
Although he also knew that in this era, it was normal to wear clothes with such a small amount of fabric, but facing Ruan Qing so coolly every day, he still couldn't help but feel that he was very close to her.
Unconsciously, I did things I shouldn’t have done.
The hands are really big. The palms are dry, warm, and powerful.
To Ruan Qing, the contact of one finger was not considered "skin-to-skin" contact. But the strength of the man's palms and the heat of his palms conveyed hormones that made him feel a little irritated.
Ruan Qing was afraid that the attributes of Lao Se Pi would be discovered and cast aside by the feudal ancients, so he quickly took out his fingers and looked away: "It's good to know."
In fact, Twenty-seven regretted it the moment he finished speaking.
Slender, soft and boneless, I felt very clearly that this was a woman's hand. He was so abrupt and frivolous all of a sudden.
The next moment Ruan Qing pulled his hand away, and he also happened to let go. Ruan Qing's hidden discomfort for a moment was also seen by him, and he regretted it even more.
He also quickly looked away: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Ruan Qing quickly said: "Whatever."
"I'll take a look at the soup first." Twenty-seven went to the kitchen, "It's been simmering all afternoon. It should be almost ready. Let's drink the soup later."
"Oh!" Ruan Qing responded, "Okay."
Twenty-seven went into the kitchen, put on an apron, and started preparing dinner.
He thought to himself that he could not make this mistake again today. Ruan Qing's dress and behavior are common and normal in this era. He is not deliberately getting intimate with you or deliberately seducing you. You must not get misunderstood because of this and go to frivolous people. This is not just a joke. Now that you have decided to marry her, you should behave like a matchmaker.
Ruan Qing sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at her phone absentmindedly. From time to time, she couldn't help but glance at the ajar door of the kitchen.
The ancients are the ancients. Look at how he was walking without squinting just now. Fortunately, he restrained himself quickly and his true colors were not revealed.
You have to pay more attention in the future.
Ruan Qing glanced in the direction of the kitchen again.
She is healthy and energetic, and is at the peak of her life both physically and mentally. Likewise, her needs for career success, emotional life, and surname are all at their peak.
When I raised a little wolfdog before, putting aside the mental level that I couldn't communicate with, just speaking from a physical level, I lived a very nourishing life.
Now that the window is suddenly empty, I didn't feel anything a few days ago, but today I was suddenly hit by twenty-seven's hormones, and my heart couldn't help but become restless.
Thinking of twenty-seven's strong waist and long legs, I can't help but feel itchy in my heart. Oh my, I really want to have fun with him once.
The aroma of the soup has wafted out.
Speaking of which, when she first planned to raise an ancient person, she thought that she would need to spend a lot of energy to take care of and teach the ancient person like raising a child.
Who would have thought that after she only took care of him for one day and one night, the situation would completely reverse.
From then on, she lived a happy life with hot soup and rice every day, bright and clean windows in her house, as if she had married a virtuous wife.
When Twenty-Seven opened the door and shouted "It's time to eat" and came out with fragrant hot dishes and rice, Ruan Qing actually felt a little dazed.
This day is too good.
After taking a sip of the delicious soup, I took another look at the man drinking beer.
"Hey, let me tell you..." Ruan Qing felt itchy in her heart and said half-coaxingly, "Actually, if you only tie half of your hair on top, and the bottom part is neatly combed and let down, it will look very good!"
Twenty-seven asked: "Like those costume dramas on TV?"
Ruan Qing nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes."
Twenty-seven's expression was very subtle.
Ruan Qing: "What's wrong?"
Twenty-seven seemed to be patient and said, "Only those immoral dandies and scoundrels can still wear their hair down when they reach adulthood."
"I..." He reached out and smoothed the ponytail on the back of his head, "It's actually quite ridiculous."
It's basically like an uncle pretending to be a young man.
But because most of the men here have short hair, they don't look so ridiculous. It is true that when he wears his ponytail, others will just look at him and leave. When combing your hair in a bun, others will not only take a second look, but may also smile awkwardly or have a subtle look on your face.
In order not to attract attention and to integrate into the local area as quickly as possible, he always wears his hair in such a child-like braid.
After all, Ruan Qing can't force an adult to have the hairstyle she likes.
She could only sigh with regret, and while drinking soup, she called up a short video on her phone: "I have been collecting this video for a long time, and I have seen it for thousands of years."
Twenty-seven looked over.
In the video, a tall, thin boy (?) wearing a mask came out of what looked like an open car door with his head lowered, and then raised his head.
Only half of his long hair was combed, and the other half was hanging loose. This action of lowering his head and raising his head and walking towards the camera is paired with slow motion, and the flowing hair falls and sways from his shoulders.
The hair makes the eyebrows more delicate.
I don’t know what he looks like, but he is wearing a mask.
According to Twenty-Seven's understanding, this video is just to watch him flip his hair.
Much like some well-dressed dandies on the street in another time and space, when they see a neat-looking woman and want to flirt with her, they first use a fan to push back the hair on their shoulders to make her coquettish.
It’s so sexy!
Nianqiben has a disdain for this kind of man in his heart. But reality told him that some women just eat this type.
He raised his eyelids and looked from the phone screen to Ruan Qing's face.
As expected, Ruan Qing fell into this trap.
Her eyes were blurred, and there was a nymphomaniacal giggle on her lips. She stared at the looping playback on the screen and kept sighing: "Ah, how can it be so beautiful, how can it be so beautiful, ah!"
Twenty-seven: "..."
Twenty-seven didn't say anything more and just kept busy.
After he finished eating, he washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen. Ruan Qing sat on the sofa and scrolled through his cell phone.
After brushing and brushing, I suddenly heard Twenty-seven ask: "Is that so?"
Ruan Qing turned his head and saw that Twenty-seven had his hands in his trouser pockets. He seemed uncomfortable, but only half of his long hair was tied up, and the rest was draped over his shoulders.
Her appearance and figure are no worse than those of the host in that video.
No, no, Ruan Qing has seen that Up host without a mask. With her aesthetics, Twenty-Seven’s appearance is the winner!
At this moment, Ruan Qing even felt greedy -
If this person, this ancient man, can't solve the identity problem, he can stay with her and cook for her and clean the house every day. Actually, it's not impossible.
(End of chapter)