Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 157 Female Sword Fairy

"Ho, ho, ho"

Zhuo Qing's panicked breathing brought Yi Shuyuan back to his senses quickly, but he didn't have time to understand the matters of practice, so he immediately comforted him.

"Miss Zhuo Qing, don't be afraid, this is the magical method of immortal transformation, let me use my identity as a girl tonight."

It would be better if the earth's evil transformation could become that, and the real transformation would be more foolproof than the imaginary one, so we would be able to get closer in this way!

Yi Shuyuan's voice at this moment has naturally become a female voice, but it is impossible for him to completely become Zhuo Qing after all.

Even if they look exactly the same, and even change on the premise of synaesthesia, Yi Shuyuan's personal heart is here, so it will naturally have an impact.

For example, her voice is not as gentle as Zhuo Qing's. Although her voice is mellow, it still has three points of strength.

With some warmth, it seemed that Zhuo Qing's voice was a little more heroic, but without warmth, it would be cold.

But even so, Zhuo Qing was unable to express the shock in her heart with words.

"Immortal Dao? Dragon Warrior, are you a god? Is this your spell?"

Yi Shuyuan nodded, Zhuo Qing didn't panic too much, or ran out screaming, she trusted Long Feiyang before.

"Well, isn't it surprising?"

It was more than surprising, Zhuo Qing looked at the face opposite at this moment, her body subconsciously got closer after taking a few steps back, but after careful observation, she found that she was still slightly different from herself.

Among other things, the skin is so good, it is so flawless without makeup!
As an ordinary person, Zhuo Qing didn't know the meaning of illusion and change, she suddenly asked with some fear.

"Hero Long, are you a man or a woman?"

Yi Shuyuan smiled, although now he has indeed changed into a female appearance, and has incorporated the delicate feelings of women, but it is all based on manifestations other than his original heart, of course he is still Yi Shuyuan.

"Naturally a man, so in order to make me more like you, I need you to help me."

Zhuo Qing's mood is very confused now, but she still asked subconsciously.

"How can I help?"

Yi Shuyuan looked down at himself. Except for the bulge on his chest that slightly blocked his view, the rest of the clothes were a little too big, and they were not suitable for tonight's occasion.

However, unlike some movies and literature I watched in my previous life, Yi Shuyuan's changes require a clear mind and a fusion of emotion and Tao, so even if he turns into a woman, there is nothing wrong with him except that he finds it very interesting. strange heart.

He is as familiar with his body as if he was born with it, and naturally he doesn't have the surprised attitude of touching his chest and exploring his belly.

Yi Shuyuan looked at Zhuo Qing again.

"Lend me a suit of clothes, and then play me all the pipa music you are good at!"

During the words, Yi Shuyuan has changed back to Long Feiyang's appearance, this is because he considered Zhuo Qing's feelings, and what he did made the other party seem to breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhuo Qing went back to the room again, and when she went to the room in the water pavilion again, she still felt unreal like she was dreaming.

Then the pipa music was played in the room of the waterside pavilion. It was a bit messy at first, but quickly adjusted the state, one after another, and one song was better than the other.

After about [-] or [-] pieces, the pipa music was interrupted for a while and then played again.
In the waterside pavilion, at the side of the soft couch in front of the window that can be used as a couch or a bed, Zhuo Qing once again covered her mouth and looked at Long Feiyang in disbelief.

This time, Yi Shuyuan is still a quack, but she has re-engraved her pipa music. Although the playing is not smooth, the basic tune is roughly correct.

After the song was over, Zhuo Qing couldn't help but praise her.

"Long Daxia, you are amazing! The first time you play the pipa, not only is it in tune, but it's almost a tune!"

Yi Shuyuan smiled, and then turned into Zhuo Qing's appearance. When he played the somewhat crappy piece of pipa just now, it was like a piece played by Zhuo Qing herself again.

After another song, Zhuo Qing's expression was no longer surprised, but a little frightened.

Yi Shuyuan said in a voice very similar to the other party.

"You are still better. You should feel when you play the piano, and a song will come naturally. Don't worry or be afraid. In the past, you played for others. Let's listen to the song today."

After finishing speaking, Yi Shuyuan closed his eyes, and played the next song again according to his memory and feelings.

Zhuo Qing on the side gradually stopped being surprised, and gradually calmed down at this moment.

She sat on the other side of the soft couch, and at some point began to rest her chin on her hand, quietly looking at the woman who looked almost the same as herself in front of her.

But Zhuo Qing knew that the person on the other side looked very much like herself, but it was not herself in the mirror.

The person who is playing the pipa is confident, elegant, and beautiful. She occasionally opens her eyes between playing, and her eyes are calm and unwavering.

She has a kind of calming power, like Zhuo Qing's imagined self, this aura brought out by her is simply inviolable in her eyes!
If you really are like that, fine.
Music has the power to soothe people's hearts, and Yi Shuyuan has gradually integrated into the pipa music. He not only feels Zhuo Qing's state during the melody, but also has his own thoughts in it, so that the tune also changes slightly, but all It's also nice.

When all the songs were reproduced in Yi Shuyuan's hands, Zhuo Qing sat there and didn't know what to say.

But to people outside the room or other places, it seems that there is a girl in the private room who has been changing songs and playing.

"Hero Long, are all immortals like you?"

Zhuo Qing couldn't help asking this question while holding her chin.

Yi Shuyuan put down the pipa and put it aside, shaking his head slightly.

"Maybe I'm the only one in the world."

Zhuo Qing already knew that Long Daxia would definitely stay here instead of herself to deal with monsters tonight, so she looked at the neatly arranged clothes on the table, and then at the person in front of her.

"Do you need Zhuo Qing to teach you how to dress?"

"Uh, this, I can do my own research."

Although there is no rejection of the body, Yi Shuyuan really doesn't know how to wear women's clothes correctly, especially since this is not the previous life, the inner and outer clothes look very complicated.

But even so, Yi Shuyuan didn't want Zhuo Qing to teach him.

It doesn't exclude the body, but even if it is a woman, Yi Shuyuan doesn't want to take it off and let people play with it and teach him how to wear it.

"Pfft."

Yi Shuyuan's slightly tangled expression also made Zhuo Qing laugh out loud, and then she stood up.

"Why don't Zhuo Qing wear it once for Hero Long to see?"

Before evening, a gust of wind brought Zhuo Qing into the city, flew into the inn where Yi Shuyuan was temporarily staying, and landed in his room.

When that gust of wind went away again, only Zhuo Qing was left in the room.

"Wait here overnight, and nothing will happen tomorrow."

These are the words left by Yi Shuyuan.

Zhuo Qing sat at the table and looked around, and then at the bed behind her, is this the inn where Long Daxia lives?
It is not as elegant as my room in Yunxiang Pavilion, but it feels very safe.
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In the waterside room of Yunxiang Pavilion, Yi Shuyuan grabbed the clothes on the table and couldn't help sighing.

Hui Mian, who had already appeared at the table at this moment, was curious, and after struggling for a long time, he suddenly asked.

"Sir, are you peeing standing up or sitting down?"

Yi Shuyuan was almost choked by Hui Mian's words, grinned and said to Xiao Diao.

"Sir, I don't pee!"

Hui Mian nodded, it already understood!
But when Yi Shuyuan really started to change his clothes, Hui Mian couldn't help but widen his eyes, but unfortunately after a blur of breath, the clothes had already been changed.

With a wave of Yi Shuyuan's hand, a water curtain appeared in front of him, and then the water curtain condensed and turned into a mirror surface, allowing him to clearly see the current appearance, and the clothes should be worn correctly.

Then Yi Shuyuan directly picked up the pipa left by Zhuo Qing, opened the door of the water pavilion room and walked along the corridor to the outer end.

A servant sat here dozing off, then squinted his eyes, and was startled suddenly. Looking up, there was already a person standing behind the table and chair.

"Miss Zhuo Qing?"

"Hero Long has left, here is the tea money."

Yi Shuyuan put 25 taels of silver on the table.

"Gone? When? Why didn't I see it?"

The servant was very surprised. He stood up and looked at both ends of the corridor. Could it be that he just dozed off and left?
However, Yi Shuyuan did not respond to the other party's surprise, but looked at the other end of the corridor. The bustard who was still dressed up in fancy clothes seemed to be passing by and saw this scene.

The old bustard then came over, shook his head and said.

"Daughter, don't fall in love with me. No matter if you are a dignitary or a hero, I won't care about you. I just like your body. Take this money back. Don't waste it for him."

However, although Yi Shuyuan cherishes his money, he still has a bottom line. He shook his head and smiled back.

"Mom, this is not advance payment."

After finishing speaking, Yi Shuyuan turned around and left with his pipa in his arms.

The old bustard froze for a moment, seeing the free and easy manner of a group of people raising their skirts when the people in front of them turned around, looking at this figure from behind, and with her countless experiences in reading women, she felt a little amazed!
This is a feeling that this daughter suddenly makes her a little strange!

"Daughter—do you still have the strength to play the piano at night?"

Yi Shuyuan turned around and nodded, but didn't speak again. Just now, he felt that the old bustard was careful and careful, and there was a risk of exposure if he said too much.

But when Zhuo Qing nodded, the bustard smiled and nodded.

"Go and rest, someone will call you later!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded and left.

After Yi Shuyuan left, the bustard changed his face and looked at the servant at the entrance of the corridor.

"Take a look, what are you looking at? I dug out your eyes, so you can see? The door is not even good to see, and the guests have left without seeing it. Give me some energy!"

"Yes, yes, the villain must pay attention, must pay attention!"

Don't look at the old bustard who looked amiable just now, but she is very scary when she is fierce. As a servant of Yunxiang Pavilion, she dare not violate anything.

Seeing the terrified look on the servant's face, the bustard turned and left in satisfaction.

Relying on recalling Zhuo Qing's dictation and the feeling in his heart, Yi Shuyuan finally found Zhuo Qing's room.

After entering the door and closing the door, Yi Shuyuan was slightly relieved. It was easier than imagined, but also more difficult than imagined!
Raising his hand and tossing it lightly, the pipa in his hand has fallen on the table, and then a folding fan slipped out of Yi Shuyuan's sleeve at the moment, and turned into a white long sword when it fell into the palm of his hand.

Another ray of light flowed out of the sleeve like flowing water, and merged into the sword, and a sword intent began to be bred in the sword.

This sword intent not only has Yi Shuyuan's own understanding of swords, but also has feelings for Miss Zhuo Qing. It is integrated into her desire to break free from her own shackles, to laugh proudly in the world, and to break everything deep in her heart.

Maybe Zhuo Qing didn't even notice it, but because it was so real, Yi Shuyuan felt it.

Zhuo Qing's feeling about Jianghu is vague, she is full of her own romantic fantasy, and she feels that she can break all shackles.

This kind of fantasy is very vague and unreal, but it is just right for Yi Shuyuan, because there is no limitation of the world, so it can be continuously extended and turned into a sharp edge!

This strength, integrated with Yi Shuyuan's own understanding, is tender like water, but also can become extremely aggressive, corresponding to floating light and leaping metal, combining hardness and softness.

This is Kendo!

I am a sword fairy, I am a sword fairy, I am a sword fairy!

Yi Shuyuan kept hinting to himself in his heart, feeling the sword energy coming out of the gourd, and even using his mind to portray the sword intent in his heart, as if releasing the figure in his and Zhuo Qing's hearts.

next moment.

Yi Shuyuan held the handle in his left hand, drew his sword out of its sheath,

"Zheng"

A cold light flashed across the room, making the room feel a bit frosty
What to do tonight, when to make the move, and how to try to catch the cat demon after the move, everything has already been drafted in Yi Shuyuan's mind.

"Sir, you don't look like Miss Zhuo Qing at all!"

Hui Mian stood on his shoulder and said something with a smile, Yi Shuyuan took a look at it.

"Would you like to come?"

"Hey, I think about it too, but I have to wait until I get up to speed. You can teach me the method of change. Now I can only cheer for my husband!"

"The toughest thing is the mouth!"

Yi Shuyuan made a pertinent evaluation of Hui Mian.

(End of this chapter)