My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 10 Going Out

   "Just bring your eyes and ears, don't talk casually, come back and ask if you have any questions, don't suddenly jump up high, don't suddenly swish and run away... Follow me for a quiet walk, you know?"

  Xu Qing leaned against Jiang He’s door, Qian Jingwan urged, for fear that she would show off her skills or something outside.

  Be cautious in the Internet age.

  Waiting for Jiang He to change his shoes, stomping on his feet to experience it, he took a few more glances.

  If you ignore the heroic spirit between the eyebrows and eyes, and the expressionless face, a modern student girl is a good one.

   "Laugh."

  "..."

   Jiang He watched him silently.

   "Forget it, forget it... your expressionless look is weird."

  Xu Qing touched her nose, turned around and prepared to go out, and again said: "Don't move around, just walk around normally, it's safe-put the sword down."

Seeing Jiang He picking up his sword, he suddenly wondered if he had made the right decision to take the goods out of the house.

  This Nizi really does not leave the sword...think about it. It’s normal to come into a completely strange world out of thin air. It’s normal to feel insecure.

"Don't you have a dart? If you are really insecure, you can bring a dart. The streets are all like me... um..." Xu Qing struggled, did not think of a suitable adjective, and stretched out his hand to compare his own body. , "Well...such a...weak chicken, although it looks tall, you can punch it...you understand?"

  It's not him who blows, Jiang He has to kneel down and beg him not to die as long as he dares to punch.

"understood."

   Jiang He touched the dart cover around his waist, and finally did not go out with his sword.

   "If you put it in a novel, you will definitely be the protagonist, you are obviously as strong as something..."

Xu Qing, let's go, it's quite fresh, she eagerly took out her mobile phone and clicked at Jiang He, blatantly finished the sneak shot, and then smiled at frowning Jiang He, "Let’s go, go out for a while. , Follow me."

  Don't stroll around, the rhetoric he said 1,200 years ago is not very convincing to Jiang He.

  At dusk.

The sun hasn’t completely set, and a crescent moon has quietly risen. After the heavy rain yesterday, the temperature dropped a lot. The evening breeze was blowing with coolness. Xu Qing stepped out of the corridor and stood outside to look around, blowing the wind to feel the spirit. , Look at Jiang He next to him, a strange feeling rises from the bottom of his heart.

  Who else is shopping with the ancients?

   "Calm down, calm down."

  He reminded Jiang He in a low voice, took two steps with both hands, took out his hand again, and leaned against Jiang He. Jiang He was only half a step behind, tilted his head slightly to look around, and said nothing.

  Looking from a distance, he seemed a bit unnatural.

  "This is called a community. It is a residential building. Every household lives here."

  "There is the gate, and the road is on the way out. Then there are shops on both sides of the road. You can buy everything you need, food, clothing, housing..."

  Xu Qing whispered to popular science as he walked. Fortunately, there are not many residents in the community, which is convenient for two people to stroll around.

  Slowly swayed to the gate. Before he greeted the security guard Uncle Zhao, he saw another person next to him.

   A big curled black hair with shiny black hair, a gauze scarf around his neck, a blue and red shirt, but the vegetable basket on his arm ruined this western-style dress.

   "Hahahaha, don't tell me..." Neighbor Cheng Cheng was holding the basket and chatting with Zhao Shu, chuckled and stopped suddenly, looking at the two of Xu Qing who came by.

   "What's wrong, aunt?" Xu Qing couldn't help but say when seeing her tilting her head and looking at Jiang He.

   "This girl is a bit familiar."

  "Xiao Xu, your girlfriend?" Zhao Shu leaned back on the chair and smoked a cigarette. He turned his head to look at Jiang He.

  Neighborhood relationship can’t be too good... Xu Qing suddenly realized it, but it didn’t affect him half a step forward. He slightly blocked Jiang He behind him and said with a smile: "Friend, friend."

   "Oh~ I understand!" Uncle Zhao, who was not old-fashioned, raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized he nodded and laughed.

   "No, the one holding the knife at the top of the stairs yesterday..." Cheng Yulan looked at Jiang He for a moment, already remembering where this familiarity came from, and looked at her suspiciously.

  Xu Qing's heart chuckles, Jiang He's dress was indeed too eye-catching yesterday.

   "What kind of knife?" Zhao Shu was startled.

  "It's so long and dark..." Cheng Yulan carried the basket and said and gestured.

  "Cosplay!" Xu Qing interrupted, laughed a few times, and gave Jiang He behind him a relieved look.

   Jiang He didn't understand, he just watched the three of them talk curiously.

  "Young people like to play, you don’t understand, just the one who pretends to be zombies and fairies...this is called subculture."

Xu Qing said while pulling Jiang He's arm, feeling that she was earning a little bit, but did not exert any effort, so he took her a few steps forward with confidence, and said: "Let’s go first, go back and cook, aunty. ."

  He now understands what it feels like to be a guilty conscience.

  "I don’t understand what it is, it’s the one that snapped to death. The last time my grandson took a bunch of photos of zombies was that..."

   "Is there anyone pretending to be that ghost?"

   "No! Young people can play more than we did then..."

  As the two of them walked away, Zhao Shu's swaying voice gradually disappeared behind him. Xu Qing was relieved and felt Jiang He's arm break free and couldn't help but look back at her.

   "Did she see you yesterday?" he asked.

  Jiang He looked at him silently, just nodded.

   "Before I went home, she also went home. You met in the corridor, but she ignored you, or you ignored her, and then she left?"

   Jiang He blinked, thought for a moment, then continued to nod, then shook his head again.

"What does this mean?"

  Xu Qing was stunned. After reacting, she laughed. This Nizi was pretty good, and asked her not to speak.

   is a bit unexpected.

   "Well... I guess you met, she didn't talk to you, she looked straight upstairs with your eyes." Xu Qing said.

  He guessed right this time, Jiang He nodded, then raised his eyes to look at the road, and looked at the passing cars with clear eyes.

  Fortunately, it’s just a glance...If someone else who is enthusiastic or a security guard meets Jiang He in the corridor, it may be difficult to end.

Xu Qing was a little grateful. He turned to look around, and continued to go ahead and continue to popularize science: "That is called a car, it is four wheels plus a steel shell, and it has the same function as a carriage, but without a horse, you can understand it as a horse. In the car, they run in the car and can drive the car forward..."

  The two people staggered a little bit and walked on the sidewalk one after the other. Xu Qing said, Jiang He listened, when someone approached, he shut his mouth and walked all the way to the crossroad.

   "That's clairvoyance."

When waiting for the red light, Xu Qing raised her finger to the monitor on the traffic light pole, wishing to make her immediately understand how dangerous this world is to outsiders: "The ones we watched in the afternoon were all filmed with this. They are everywhere. Yes, now that the two of us are standing here, some people are staring at us from thousands of miles away-don’t be nervous, usually they don’t stare, no one is so idle, but if you perform some other unusual behaviors, officials will notice. Here, then rush over right away."

   Jiang He's expression changed, staring at the monitor without making a sound.

   "Huh? What are you thinking about?" Xu Qing saw her appearance, then looked at the monitor on the lamp post, and said suspiciously: "You are not thinking about... knock it down, right?"

   Jiang He glanced down at the iron dart in his palm, then raised his head to look at Xu Qing.

   "Take that stuff away!"

  (End of this chapter)