Traveling through Xiuxian Wen's female supporting role

Chapter 160

Yang walked behind Qingzhi and accidentally discovered that she was dressed in white, but there was no water stain at all. The rain falling in the sky automatically bypassed her when she approached.

It was as if there was an invisible protective shield around her body. The water she stepped on made no ripples, and her white shoes were as clean as ever. She really didn't get any water on her body!

Qingzhi indeed used the spiritual shield to block the raindrops, she wasn't trying to pretend, but no one likes to see the eunuch wet, otherwise where would she lose face?

Qingzhi turned her head and saw that Yang was silently following behind her holding an umbrella at some point, looking at her reverently.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she didn't know there was an umbrella to protect her from the rain. She approached Yang, but to his surprise, he took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Qingzhi stepped forward and grabbed the umbrella, rolling her eyes at him, "Spiritual power is very precious, okay? Where is the prefect's mansion? You can lead the way." She turned and left.

Yang froze on the spot, a little overwhelmed by her sudden movement, until his body was drenched and the corners of his clothes were dripping water, he reached out and took out an umbrella from the bag again, opened it again, and caught up with Qing Zhi footsteps.

Seeing that he was drenched all over, Qing Zhi couldn't bear to look straight at him, stretched out her hand and waved a cleansing technique at him, which contained fire spiritual power, and instantly steamed his clothes dry, making them as clean as ever.

Yang paused, and continued to move forward. Half a quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the prefect's mansion, and Yang knocked on the door.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps and an impatient voice of a middle-aged man, "Who is it? Is the Prefect's Mansion a place where you lowlifes can run wild? I won't be polite if you come again..."

"Squeak!" The door opened, and Qing Zhi took the time to look at the person who came, she was just a guard, but she could be so arrogant.

When the middle-aged man saw Qingzhi and the two, his words stopped abruptly. He ignored Yang on the side, looked at Qingzhi with a squinting look, and said with a very lewd smile, "Young lady, are you here to seek refuge in the Prefect's Mansion? As long as you follow." I, I promise you..."

"Crack!" There was a sound of broken bones, but it was Yang who twisted the neck of the middle-aged man with an ugly face. He threw his hand and looked back at Qingzhi. Seeing that she didn't show any fear, he felt relieved. .

Qingzhi was very disgusted with this kind of scum, and said to Yang, "You did a good job." She stepped into the door of the house.

A thin man approached, holding an oil-paper umbrella, calmly glanced at the doorman lying at the door, and then said to the two: "You are from the capital, please follow me." Road, silent.

Qingzhi was curious. They all killed people, but he was calm as if nothing happened. How could a normal person react like this?

"How does this young master know that we are from the capital?" Qing Zhi asked while holding an umbrella.

"..."

The man just walked forward without replying.Qing Zhi and the two looked at each other, and walked silently all the way to the living room.

The man turned around and said, "Take your seats now. I am Lin Xi, the third son of the prefect's mansion. I have been deaf since I was a child. Please forgive me if I neglect you. I will invite my father right away."

Qing Zhi sat down and nodded to him, the man smiled slightly when he saw this, "I can read lips, and the girl can speak."

Qingzhi said awkwardly: "Then I will trouble the third son Lin."

Lin Xi nodded and turned around to leave the living room.

Qingzhi Jianyang stood behind her without sitting down or forcing her. In ancient times, there were many rules and she was used to it.

Qing Zhi took out the dumpling from her sleeve, saw that it was still sleeping, the corners of her mouth twitched, as pigs could not sleep without it, she shook it in her hands.

A sharp female voice came from outside the door, "What are you doing?!"

(End of this chapter)