Chapter 963 Furong is not as good as beauty makeup 1
【Welcome back to Extreme Park!
You have entered the [Hibiscus is not as beautiful as beauty makeup] copy.
Mission requirements: Find General Su’s wat tablet and give it to the descendants of the Su family, both men and women.
Additional condition: Don’t go to jail.
Your points:, number of followers: 7.4w.】
Wat board?
Yun Tuan tapped the tip of his nose, this is an ancient object.
"Book of Rites·Yamazao": "Whenever there is a finger painting in front of the king, use the wat; if you have an order in front of the king, write it on the wat."
This is an object used in the upper court. It is usually used to record the contents of one's participation in the music, or to record the emperor's orders.
Well...
How could she get such a thing? Steal it?
The paradise seems to have given her a little time to think, and it has not started teleportation for a long time. The white fog is everywhere and getting thicker...
Yun Tuan calmed down. No, he wanted to hand the wat to the descendants of the Su family. Something might have happened to General Su long ago.
And the additional condition is that she can't go to jail, so this matter may be a bit sensitive. If she doesn't handle it well, she will be in trouble.
But what does this have to do with "hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup"?
Is Su Jiang a female?
Just as I was thinking about it, my feet were empty!
Yun Tuan suddenly opened his eyes!
She was sitting next to a very hard wooden bed, and in front of her right was a carved screen. It was very beautiful and worth a lot of money at a glance.
In front of him is a round-faced little girl, who looks about twelve or thirteen years old, but has a somewhat mature expression.
"Miss, my slaves have already said that if this doesn't happen, I will definitely blame you!"
Yun Tuan lowered his head and glanced at the clothes on his body. They were of an unfamiliar shape and did not belong to any known dynasty. They were slightly similar to those of the Ming Dynasty.
Is she your lady?
What dynasty is it now?
Yun Tuan couldn't bear to ask, planning to spend a few days to get familiar with the new "personality".
"Go out and I'll be alone."
"Miss! This is not possible. The master told me to let the slave supervise the miss's copying of books!" The little girl stamped her feet and her eyes suddenly turned red in anxiety.
Not knowing what was going on in the cloud, she glanced at the rice paper and ground ink on the small table, and remained silent.
However, the girl immediately regarded Yun Tuan's silence as resistance. She shouted at the top of her lungs, with a sobbing voice, "Miss! Just copy it quickly. If you haven't copied twenty copies before sunset today,
This slave is going to get slapped!"
"I know, I will copy it, go out."
Yun Tuan waved her hands irritably. She never liked the guy who cried.
"Miss!" There was another stamping sound.
"Get out!"
Yun Tuan picked up the pen and said in a deep voice.
The little girl looked at it, her mouth almost reached the tip of her nose, but she still left the room.
Xiao Xi flew out of the ring and looked around curiously.
[Oh, anchor, you finally became a rich lady for once!]
"Haha, the rich lady has to copy books as soon as she comes, oh, it's about the art of war." Yun Tuan flipped through a few pages at will, it was okay, there weren't many words in the whole book.
[Don’t say that, it’s much better than becoming a monster.]
The electronic eye fell on the screen, and the camera clicked and turned.
"Xiao Xi, can you write?"
【No!】Xiaoxi is decisive.
"Then there will be a general meeting for taking pictures of gourds and painting ladles, right?" Yun Tuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Please, you are idle anyway, this is not within the scope of the task, it doesn't matter."
Xiao Xi hesitated for a while, then flew to the table, held the Xiaolang brush with her wings, and tried to write a few words.
The strokes are not smooth, but neat.
Yun Tuan nodded, "You can! You're great! I'll look for something else. If an NPC comes, just call me."
【Anchor...】
Xiao Xi looked at Yun Tuan's back and cried bitter tears.
"Don't worry, there aren't many words. You can do it before sunset." Yun Tuan gave a thumbs up while observing the room.