Fairy, I really am a villain!

This is a modified blue robe with small sleeves and a round collar, worn as an outer garment.

I don't know why he is thinking about that tight suit all day long. He looks just right for this kind of clothes. He'll look very handsome like a teacher... Bah, it's none of my business what he wears!

Jiang Xingchu was proficient in the art of disguise and camouflage. An image of him in a green shirt and flowing sleeves quickly emerged in her mind. She curled her lips and a slight blush appeared on her face.

What a crap young hero, it doesn't suit him at all.

Just as Fang Xiwen subconsciously felt that she shouldn't engage in fighting and killing, she also thought that this guy's gentle and refined appearance was good... He wasn't a young master from an aristocratic family, so he should be a scholar who was easy to talk to.

Unfortunately, neither of them had a choice.

She spread the coat on the table, found the loose button, thought for a moment, and took out the needle and thread.

These are actually the things that the Judge uses as hidden weapons...Shuying Tianzhi is not only a light skill, but also has various coordinated techniques, which is extremely powerful.

I never thought that the day would come when I would be used to sew clothes for men.

Few people know that rather than killing people with falling star hanging silk, the Saint prefers embroidery and brocade...

Although she didn't learn much, she was very deft with her hands. She worked stitch by stitch, like a butterfly fluttering among flowers.

So when Fang Xiwen came out with the bowl and chopsticks, this is what she saw:

After she finished sewing the last stitch, she bit off the thread with her pearly-needle teeth, then gathered her inner energy and stretched out her hand to pinch it, her eyes filled with joy.

She looked at it carefully for a moment, then held the coat up to the sunlight and smiled at it.

Chapter 91 Blame Me for Being Too Handsome

The eldest daughter has a stubborn temper.

She actually started helping Fang Xiwen wash clothes. Although she had never done such a thing before, it was a simple task for her who was very dexterous.

This feeling is very subtle. When he was a child, his mother helped him wash clothes by hand. After he grew up and lived in a boarding house, he had to rely on himself. There was also a washing machine when he went home... In this world, Jiang Xingchu is the first.

After soaking the clothes in soap nuts, she transferred them to a large basin and beat them with a wooden stick.

As the black ripples spread out, the girl's starry eyes sparkled and she rubbed her neck diligently, ignoring the thin layer of sweat oozing from her neck.

The sound of the splashing water touched him somewhat, as if it was flowing into the softest part of his heart.

"Hey, there are too many soap beans." He squatted beside, rolled up his sleeves and watched with a smile.

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu stiffened his neck and destroyed the mood with one sentence, "Who cares about me? I'm spending your money? Why don't you hurry up and cook!"

As he said that, he raised his water-soaked hands and grabbed it, with a sly smile in his eyes.

So Fang Xiwen was pushed into the kitchen helplessly with just a smile on her face.

It's not like I can't guess what she's thinking... The eldest lady hates owing people things, and feels that since she's eaten the food he cooked, she should always give something in return.

Naturally, housework can only be exchanged for housework, so there is a tacit agreement. Of course, it is limited to outerwear.

A few days had passed since the incident at the Jiang family, and the two had been living in peace in the courtyard, and the Six Gates hadn't come to question them.

However, Jiang Xizhi, who had become the new head of the family, was extremely busy. He was overwhelmed with funerals, ancestral halls, reputation, ancestral laws... He could not help with such family affairs and could only say a few words of comfort.

However, Jiang Xizhi's attitude was beyond his expectations. He did not complain or blame him. Instead, he treated him like a close friend and even invited him to drink.

If it were someone else, no matter how reasonable they were, they would still regard him as an enemy...

While thinking about other things, Fang Xiwen adjusted the heat. Now it was just an ordinary dish, and the taste was really not good after adding the elixir.

The few tricks I learned from Old Li are just so-so. His food tastes good, and upon closer inspection it is mostly due to the seasoning. Jiang Xingchu's food is light, which actually tests his cooking skills more.

He took the stir-fry out of the pot and walked out with the plate. Jiang Xingchu was spreading out the clothes to dry in the sun.

"It's time to eat. Why did you wash my clothes?"

"Don't you have an appointment tomorrow? The sun is nice, so let your clothes dry in the afternoon and you can wear them out." Jiang Xingchu rolled his eyes at him, put down his sleeves, wiped the water stains on his clothes and sat down.

"You don't wash your hands?"

"The clothes are clean, the water is clean, so aren't my hands clean too?"

"...You can do it."

"Oh, parchment silk...you're not having the same dishes these days?" Jiang Xingchu picked up the chopsticks and took a bite with interest.

"I'm learning it right now, so there's nothing repetitive." Fang Xiwen smiled, his tone sounding somewhat nostalgic.

I learned my cooking skills by staying at home because I thought takeout was too expensive... There is no other reason for a lazy guy to go into the kitchen except poverty.

"You've got a pretty good grasp of the heat." Jiang Xingchu commented.

This guy is not omnipotent. The taste is far worse than that of the chefs in the palace. It is just at the level of ordinary home cooking.

I am the only one who thinks it tastes good.

Her eyes rolled around and she thought, if this guy could really become her subordinate, wouldn't that solve the problem of food?

We can discuss big things and he will handle small things. It seems that his ability is more than enough to take care of daily life. In an emergency, he can even draw his sword and fight... Apart from being a man, he has no other shortcomings. At worst, I won't marry you!

"I want you!" Jiang Xingchu slammed the table hard, and the food in his mouth sprayed out.

Fang Xiwen took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, staring: "What's wrong with you again?"

"How can you become my subordinate?"

"Don't even think about it." Fang Xiwen didn't know she was still thinking about this idea, so she flatly refused and said at the end: "By the way, I have tested the material ratio you asked me to figure out."

This is about disguise props. Jiang Xingchu happened to stay here for a few days, and he didn't miss this opportunity. After all, his identity is a bit sensitive, so it would be good to learn a trick.

"...Okay, okay, I'll teach you after dinner." Jiang Xingchu lowered his head to eat, with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

Soon she was shocked that this guy had affected her to such an extent...

"By the way, what are you doing in Jiangzhou?" she asked casually.

"I plan to go to the capital of gods and travel along the way. Jiangzhou is just a transit point." In fact, one purpose is to explore the spiritual realm, and the other is to search for natural treasures.

There are several useful treasures in the secret realms along the way, perhaps they can be used to suppress Luo Qingni's sword intent of life and death... He always feels that something might happen again.

"Shendu?"

"Well, because...home is there." When Fang Xiwen said this, his emotions were somewhat complicated.

That is the Third Young Master's home, not his home... Even though he received a lot of help from the Fang family, he always felt that under normal circumstances, it would be better not to use it and not cause trouble for others.

The only person he truly considers as a family member is his sister Fang Qingxiao.

Jiang Xingchu didn't know about his complicated feelings, and he became interested after hearing that. "Oh, you are a son of an aristocratic family... Hey, as the eldest son, do you have any political marriage or something like that?"

"It's hard to say," Fang Xiwen thought for a while, and smiled with some evil humor, "It's very likely that there is a real marriage, something like that, and the other party is a beautiful girl with a lower family background but extremely talented..."

"That's a nice thought, what if it's true?"

Jiang Xingchu curled his lips, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Then I will just wave my hand and cancel the engagement on the spot! Hehehe, after 30 years of ups and downs, it's finally my turn to cancel someone else's engagement..."

Of course, it was difficult for her to understand this kind of spiritual pursuit, so she ignored it, picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen after finishing her meal.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xiwen summoned the operation panel and clicked on [Starfall Goddess's Contract].

[Cultivation: Four orifices (eyes and ears have two orifices each)]

[External Kung Fu: Falling Stars and Suspended Silk (21.3%), Cloud Palace Heavenly Sound (10.4%), Autumn Moon Eight Sounds (4.1%)...]

[Lifting Method: Sparse Shadow Sky Weaving (10.2%)]

[Internal Skills: Starry Sky (0%) not unlocked]

【Measurements: ???】

He has the highest proficiency in the Falling Star Suspended Silk, which means he has been practicing deliberately. This control skill is really too easy to use.

Imagine if someone wanted to plot against him, Fang Xiwen would pretend to attend the banquet, and then he would slap his hand on the table, and the star line would directly lock the enemy... It would be so cool.

By the afternoon.

For the sake of the two books on music skills, Jiang Xingchu taught him the method of disguise completely, including the proportions of various materials, application, techniques, etc.

If the muscle control ability of Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts is added, the effect will be extremely good.

"By the way, why are you learning this?"

Fang Xiwen sat on a stool. Jiang Xingchu squatted in front of him and carefully smeared something on his face. His tone was cold, "Are you going to cheat on the girl?"

"How could that be!" he said righteously.

"Then what do you want to do? Are you afraid of being hunted down after showing your face?"

"I just want to make my face look more ordinary. Now I look too handsome," Fang Xiwen sighed slowly, and felt the slender hands frozen there.

Jiang Xingchu gritted his teeth secretly, stretched out his hand and wiped it randomly, "I am so kind to teach you, go away!"

"You didn't teach me much, why don't you just give me the ingredients list and be done with it—"

Because of a disagreement, the two almost fought in the yard.

Jiang Xingchu felt that this silly goose was too arrogant, and she would not serve him anymore;

He thought he was really handsome, so what was wrong with just joking?

The two of them started to bring up old scores while arguing. Fang Xiwen was furious, "It's all your fault. Now half of Zhoushan City is calling me the Wind and Cloud Sword!"

"Tsk, so you think the nickname is ugly, what a boast!"

"Your nickname is the best, the Hot-Dry Noodles Judge!"

Jiang Xingchu was so angry that his face turned red. There was still some disguise mud on his hands. He raised his hand and hit him: "You scream again, try it?"

"Hot dry noodles, hot dry noodles, hot dry noodles——"

"Fang Xiwen, I'm going to fight you ahhhhh!"

Chapter 92 Still Drunk

The next day, in a private room on the second floor of Guangjuxuan, Yushui Street.

He and Jiang Xizhi agreed to have a drink here.

The window of the private room faces the river. Looking out, you can see the ebb and flow of the tide, the coming and going of boatmen, and the melodious fishermen's songs.