The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1705 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (53) 2200+ words

   The little fox couldn't help but sneered when he saw the black line on System 233's face.

   "Tong'er, are you shy? You are embarrassed by an artificial intelligence? This is too incredible."

  “…”

   The Q version image transformed by System 233 rolled his eyes at the little fox.

   "Host, I've served you. Anyway, when our artificial intelligence entered the program, we also had a see no evil setting. You are a girl, how can you be more magnanimous than me?"

  The little fox leaned lazily on the couch of the imperial concubine, and casually flipped a few pages of the fire escape map.

   "Tsk tsk tsk, what's so embarrassing about it? This is obviously the ancient version of the popular science of newlyweds. At first glance, you are old-fashioned, and you can't compare to me, a fox born in Qingqiu."

"What is drawn in this fire escape map is still too bizarre, and it is not scientific at all. I want to say that the real science has to be grasped from children. Of course, it is not to popularize the posture or posture, but to tell them what to do if they encounter bad people. protect yourself."

"The ancients said that eating men and women, people have great desires, if they wait until they are in love, and their feelings are ignorant, they should know that men and women should have bottom-line thinking, and protecting themselves is the most important thing, and blindly avoid talking about it. In fact, it is easy to go down the wrong road.”

   "...Host, when did you become a psychopedagogist?"

   System 233 was a little stunned for a while, obviously not understanding when his host had sublimated.

   And the little fox gave it a contemptuous look.

"Your host has always attached great importance to psychological education, right? You said that a love brain like the original owner is because her emotional outlook is too shallow. She regards love as bigger than the sky and more important than her own life. However, in this world, Who can't leave who?"

   "Love yourself first and then love others. If a person can't put himself first, then don't blame others for seeing you belittle yourself and want to step on both feet at any time."

   "...how is this similar to the Broken Window Theory?"

   "Cough, human nature is all in common, not limited to love, in fact, most of the work and life are the same."

  …

   The little fox chatted with System 233 one after another, and then she casually stuffed the fire escape map onto the beam of the house as Ling Ruoxu said.

   I don’t know if anyone will be able to find this **** map later.

   But that's not the point.

   After she did all this, she looked at the wedding dress Ling Ruoxu had left behind with some headache.

"Tong'er, according to the original plot line, on the day Ling Ruoxu escaped from the marriage, Qiu Xian asked if he was still wearing the bridegroom's wedding dress. I wouldn't have to wear a red dress, would I? I ran to Xuan in a wedding dress. Qingmen and Taoism, I feel as if I have that serious illness."

   "Cough, it doesn't matter, it's just an illusion. Except for you and Ling Ruoxu, other people are not real."

   "...No, I have an indescribable sense of shame for running away from marriage in a wedding dress."

   "Bah! With a thick-skinned fox like you, you still feel ashamed to wear a red wedding dress and run away from marriage? How can I not believe it?"

   "Believe it or not, take care of yourself!"

   Just when the little fox was wondering whether to follow the original plot, he suddenly reached out and touched something bulging.

   Little Fox's eyes lit up.

   She took out the little thing, and sure enough, it was the tassels that Ling Ruoxu sewed by hand. The acacia flowers on it were crooked, but it revealed the most sincere and warm heart of a young man.

   "Why don't you just take this one? In the original plot line, Ling Ruoxu took away the wedding dress that the original owner sewed by himself, then I'll take the purse that he sewed by himself, no problem!"

"……what ever."

  …

  The moon climbed up the treetops, and with the sound of rustling insects, it was Yin Shi in a blink of an eye.

   Converted to modern time, it is now three-o'clock in the morning, not even the sky is bright, only the sparse moonlight.

  The little fox was very magnanimous in a white shirt and skirt made of cotton and linen, and tied the purse that Ling Ruoxu sewed by himself on the waist, and ran directly to the wisteria tree outside the drugstore.

  Not far from the alley, there was a more crisp sound of gongs.

   "It's dry, be careful with candles!"

  The little fox bored and listened to the sound of the call to beat the man, only to feel that the sound was from far to near.

   "Why hasn't the Taoist priest come yet?"

   Just when the little fox was a little confused, a breeze suddenly blew up under the wisteria tree in front of her. She looked closely and saw that the crazy white-haired old man was already standing in front of her during the day!

   The little fox had a little bit of understanding in her heart, but according to the setting of the fantasy, she still stared wide-eyed with pretense of surprise, and her expression became a bit pious and fanatical.

   "Is this a fairy method? Apparition?"

   "This is just a superficial teleportation method! With your talent, I'm afraid that within half a month, you can learn this little trick!"

   "Also ask the fairy to teach me!"

   The white-haired old man stroked his beard and laughed when he saw the little fox's increasingly adoring eyes.

   "There is no need to call the old man an immortal. If my immortal cultivators fail to survive the calamity, they are nothing but cultivators, but they can enjoy hundreds or even thousands of years of life and compete with the sky. What a joy!"

   "Having lived for thousands of years, yet still immortal, is this kind of immortal means only an ordinary monk?"

  The little fox opened his eyes in confusion, but the admiration in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

   "Junior is just a mortal. If you are fortunate enough to be taught by your seniors, you will definitely try your best to repay your seniors in the future!"

   "Hahaha, you naughty girl, you can listen to your words. The old man has never liked people who slouch and pat horses, but you are pleasing to the eye. Maybe you naughty girl is born with a predestined relationship with Taoism!"

  The white-haired old man raised his head proudly.

"And you came very punctually. When the old man said Yin Shi, you stepped on the point. It seems that you are not only born with a Taoist body, but also have a mind that is far beyond ordinary people. Woolen cloth!"

   Hearing the words, the little fox glanced at the purse he was wearing with shame, his eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings.

   "The younger generation is humble and dare not bear the praise of the senior."

  The white-haired old man saw Su Qinghuan staring at the purse embroidered with acacia flowers, where he could not guess that it was her and Ling Ruoxu's love token.

   But the white-haired old man didn't care about the little fox's nostalgia for it. She was able to wait for herself under the wisteria tree on time, which showed that worldly love was too light in her heart.

   "Cough, you don't have to be humble! The old man looks at your dragon and phoenix appearance, and there is a faint golden light of merit between his eyebrows. He must be born to be a good seedling for cultivation. It is not impossible for you to bring the old dog to the sky in the future!"

   "The younger generation is ashamed! If there is a chance to fly, the younger generation will not dare to forget the kindness of the senior's guidance and guidance!"

   "Just remember!"

   The white-haired old man stroked his palms and laughed, and soon waved his sleeves, two figures, one old and one young, disappeared under the wisteria tree in an instant.

  …

   And the passerby who was playing the watch happened to be at the end of the alley. He had been alarmed at the sound of someone before, so he came to have a look.

   The girl looked at her with a beautiful and tranquil temperament. Although she couldn't see her face clearly under the moonlight, she vaguely seemed to be the medical daughter of the Su family who was about to marry the Ling family today.

  How come he can't see anything when he walks over to take a closer look?

   "It's strange, shouldn't it be a ghost?"

   Da Gengren tapped his head in horror, just thinking of the good looks of the little lady of the Su family, and he couldn't help but think that he was probably insane at night.

   (end of this chapter)