Goddess Cultivation Plan Chapter 267: Making things difficult

Lin Jin was walking on the street in an outfit that was inconsistent with the season. He put on a waist-length wig and had a black milk cat squatting on his head. He attracted many people while walking on the streets of the county town. People's glances and whispers.

"That girl is pretty."

"Isn't it cold dressed like this?"

Listening to the comments of people around him, Lin Jin walked to the bus stop heading to the South Railway Station. He put his luggage aside with a cold face, then leaned against the stop sign with his arms folded across his chest.

Damn, it’s so cold!

Although the calves and thighs are not very cold when wearing cotton stockings, the problem is that the cold wind will not only blow up the legs, but also blow along the legs and under the skirt without underwear.

It's spring now, the wind is blowing loudly on the street, and the cold wind is raging. Lin Jin's short skirt is not that thick, and there is white plush on the skirt to help cover it up. I'm afraid it will be gone long ago. .

At this time, Lin Jin wore a white turtleneck sweater on her upper body, a white skirt on her lower body, thick white stockings, and height-increasing shoes. This white outfit matched Lin Jin's long, straight, black hair. With her unadorned long hair and the black cat on her head, Lin Jin actually looked innocent.

Even though she is actually wearing nothing under her skirt, in the eyes of outsiders, this girl with a face as cold as an iceberg is extremely innocent.

Now that the mission punishment is finally on track, as long as he gets on the bus, it is basically impossible for the wind to blow up his skirt, but his movements must be elegant and graceful! If he still spread his legs carelessly like before or had a domineering two-legged posture, I'm afraid many people would really be able to experience Lin Jin's domineering power.

Well, wearing a short skirt without underwear in the winter, and with a little hook, isn't it still domineering?

The bus came. Perhaps because it was lunch time, there were not many people on the bus today. Lin Jin stuffed the braised pork into her handbag, hurriedly squeezed into the bus with her suitcase, and then gracefully I sat in the double seat at the back of the bus.

It takes about forty minutes for the bus to arrive from the city of Linjin to Fuzhou South Railway Station. Lin Jin leaned her head against the window and kept her legs tightly together, fearing that someone would happen to see her under her skirt.

Next to me is a middle-aged uncle. This uncle looks like a real uncle. He is not at all the kind of wealthy and mature-looking uncle on the Internet. Instead, he is extremely fat and has wrinkles all over his face. Lin Jin could even vaguely smell the peculiar smell on his body.

Slightly disgusted, Lin Jin opened the window for ventilation. Lin Jin turned his head outside the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, trying his best to forget about the uncle beside him.

Although Lin Jin's dress is indeed a little inconsistent with the season, in the summer, the streets are full of people dressed like him, and there are people even more revealing than Lin Jin's dress, so at this time, he only attracts There was no teasing or anything like that in the eyes of others.

More than forty minutes later, the terminal South Station arrived.

Lin Jin dragged his suitcase and walked off the bus, but was trembled by a gust of cold wind. He put his legs together, stamped his feet, and rubbed his thighs against each other twice, hoping that this would make him feel better. The body feels warmer.

Standing on the elevator, Lin Jin glanced around and found no one, so he took his coat out of the bag and put it on his shoulders, and hid the braised pork under the coat.

"Don't scream, don't move." Lin Jin whispered to the braised pork on his shoulder.

In the headphones, the voice of the black cat came: "I know, I'm not stupid."

That's a little relieved.

Stepping out of the elevator, Lin Jin looked at the entrance and found that although the entrance was full of people, there were only three or four people in line. Although it was already the beginning of the school year, there was something wrong with the train station here. There weren't too many people.

Hmm.

Lin Jin took out his gun, but suddenly saw his appearance from the reflection on the glass. He was stunned for a moment. He suddenly felt that he might not be able to pass the gun inspection before the security check.

Lin Jin’s marriage was done when he was in junior high school. He looked quite cute at that time. Now he is basically the same as the mature look he had when he was in junior high school, although he is cuter and more beautiful than before. Yes, but it doesn’t matter if you ignore the short hair and men’s clothing in the ID photo. But the problem is that the gender is marked on the **: male, and now he is wearing women's clothing.

I'm afraid I really can't pass the security check.

I sighed. Although I felt that I couldn't pass the security check, I thought that those in charge of the security check would check so many IDs every day. They would usually be able to pass the test by comparing some ID photos with real people. I shouldn't be idle. You have nothing to do to see the gender on the sex, right?

Besides, they are well-informed, so even if they saw the "man" on the bed, they wouldn't be too surprised, right?

So Lin Jin walked to the entrance and waited in line for two minutes. Then she came to the counter where the documents were checked. Following the spit, she nervously took out her gun and handed it to the man in charge of the inspection. , and then Lin Jin lowered his head and played with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened.

The man in charge of checking the ** had a formulaic smile. When he saw Lin Jin, he sighed in his heart. Nowadays, men are all bosses who want demeanor rather than warmth. Then he took the ** and pressed it on the machine. , looked at the information flashed on the computer, and compared Zhangopiàn with myself.

Although zhàopiàn looks a little too immature and does not match the person I am, this ID photo is obviously the one taken when I was a child. There is no problem if it is different from me, but the hair in the ID photo is really It's too short, even though it looks cute ~IndoMTL.com~, it looks like a boy.

Well, boys... boys?

!

Then the man noticed "male" written in the gender column on the information.

"Is this picture yours?" The man raised his head and looked at Lin Jin with some confusion.

"Yes." Lin Jin tilted her head, not daring to look away at the man's gaze, "This was taken when I was a child, so it's a little different from now."

"It means you were a boy when you were a child, but now you are a girl?" The man sneered.

Why do I always feel like this person is mocking me?

Lin Jin frowned and looked at him unhappily: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Seeing Lin Jin's appearance, the man didn't embarrass him too much. He just shook his head and said to himself in a worrying tone, "People nowadays are neither male nor female. , it’s hard for us to do our job.”

Is this person sick? !

With raised eyebrows, Lin Jin didn't say anything harsh. She watched the staff member confirm his **** and return it to him. Then he glared at the man, turned his head hard, tossed his hair, and deliberately moved one of his hair. The long black hair was thrown directly on the man's face, causing him so much pain that he was immediately stunned.

Well, this plot is not made up. I once heard about a drug lady who dressed up as a woman and got into trouble on a high-speed train. It was said that she was so angry that she cried.

(End of this chapter)