Han Zhujing broke away from his hand, "You can't help."
"If you don't tell me, how do you know that I can't help?" Yu Qingyu pestered him a little rascally.
Only then did Han Zhujing look at Yu Qingyu carefully, and saw a pair of wet eyes under the boy's soft black hair, which seemed to glow when looking at people.
Fair skin, with two dimples when he smiles, he looks like a child who hasn't grown up, but he can't see through his face.
Han Zhujing's eyes were slightly cold: "What's your purpose?"
"You discovered all of this? Actually, I am..." Yu Qingyu smiled embarrassedly, "I just want to ask if you can take me in for a night. I will leave tomorrow. Don't worry, I don't have enough to eat. many."
Han Zhujing looked suspiciously, and took out a gossip mirror, "Do you dare to let me take a picture?"
Yu Qingyu shrank his shoulders, "The system won't be exposed, right?"
System: "Don't worry, although the Dao of Heaven has suppressed most of my abilities, this trick of concealment still won't trouble me."
Yu Qingyu smiled and took a step forward, "Huh? Is this a gossip mirror? I think I've seen some for sale, buddy, what's the difference between yours?"
Han Zhujing looked at the curious face reflected on the mirror, put away the gossip mirror with some doubts, and suddenly took out a talisman and stuck it on Yu Qingyu's body.
Yu Qingyu felt a burning sensation from the place where he was stuck, and he pulled off the amulet, "Dude, what is this thing? Why are you sticking it on me?"
Han Zhujing looked at the undamaged talisman paper in his hand, his eyebrows were still not stretched, strange? This man is so weird.
Yu Qingyu threw the talisman paper on the ground and stomped on it, "My mother said yellow paper is used only for the dead? It's unlucky, bah! bah!"
Han Zhujing: "..."
Mother Han suddenly said, "Young man, why do you want to go to my house?"
"Auntie, I was cheated! He said he found a good job and asked me to go with him, but when I stopped halfway to relieve myself, he drove away and took my bag. I I don't have much money on me, so I want to spend the night at my aunt's house."
Han Zhujing was not moved by Yu Qingyu, but asked him: "Why do you want to go to my house?"
Yu Qingyu blushed slightly, and glanced at Han Zhujing, "You look good-looking, I think you are a good person."
Han Zhujing: "..."
Mother Han: "..."
Yu Qingyu finally mingled with Han Zhujing contentedly, looking at Han Zhujing from time to time with a silly smile on his face all the way.
Han Zhujing was in a bad mood because so many people died in the village, but Yu Qingyu smiled brightly, and he turned around and gave him a hard look.
Yu Qingyu immediately pursed his lips and walked solemnly.
Han Zhujing: "..." This person has a problem, there must be a problem!
Back home, Mother Han went to the main room to cook, and told them to have a good chat.
Han Zhujing opened the bag and took out a wooden sword, slowly placed it on the kang, staring at Yu Qingyu.
Yu Qingyu felt that Han Zhujing might want to kill him with a sword.
He laughed awkwardly: "Dude, do you still play with wooden swords at your age?"
Han Zhujing took out his Taoist robe again, still looking at him, as if he wanted to see his reaction.
It's over, where did he show his flaws, this expression is not right at all.
Yu Qingyu bit the bullet and put on a surprised expression, "I didn't realize that you are still a Taoist priest, I'm sorry and disrespectful."
Han Zhujing seemed to lose interest suddenly, threw the sword away, took off his shoes, got on the kang, and lay down.
(end of this chapter)