It was a pity for the young man who was choked to death by a bowl of wine, and no one paid attention to it, and in the end, the person in charge called a few of his men to carry the cold corpse out.

As for where people go, no one cares. Maybe they were thrown on the mass grave by well-meaning people, and those who had a little heart were thrown into the wild.

After the chaos, the fortune teller dusted off his body and walked out of the Fu Building safely, not forgetting to leave a profound and elusive word.

"Don't be empty, based on the sky. ”

Looking at the back in the distance, the old man's fingers under him trembled slightly, Mu Ling helped the old man up, only to see him take a few steps back and keep shirking.

"This little girl, old and filthy, is not contaminated with bad luck. ”

"Grandpa... I... I'm not disgusted... You have saved my life, and there is no way to return it... These... These are just a little bit of caution on my part. ”

"This—" The old man delayed for half a second, and the old hands with only a layer of skin trembled slightly.

"When I get the title of the gold list, I will definitely be grateful. The slightly trembling voice gradually spat out.

Mu Ling noticed that this sentence seemed a little familiar, but she never remembered it, just as the other party took the silver tael.

"Alright, alright, let's all disperse. The people in charge greeted him a few times, and they had enough of watching the play, so they all continued as usual. The old man also slowly left.

Bai Ye glared at Mu Ling with a drooping face, and then slapped a piece of broken silver on the table.

The strong and powerful black letter was handed to Mu Ling, "Let's go." ”

"I haven't eaten yet!" Mu Ling pursed her lips, drooped her head, and reluctantly pulled the threshold.

"Don't!

Bai Ye was helpless, and directly dragged Mu Ling, he didn't eat well before, and it was not too much to give a small punishment.

"Hmm..."

The feeling of being dragged by someone was not good at all, Mu Ling struggled while shaking her hand, but she really couldn't shake off the little mute's hand.

After almost a cup of tea, the aroma of the surrounding vines was compelling, and Mu Ling's stomach was growling, which was really embarrassing.

In the end, Bai Ye stopped, and he didn't know how many times this stupid woman's stomach screamed along the way.

Desperately pulled Mu Ling to a stall.

"Guest, do you want some steamed buns? ”

Mu Ling glanced at Bai Ye secretly, and then cautiously glanced at the stall, "Is this delicious?"

"Girl, you're going to laugh at it! ”

"I want this!" he said, and took out a piece of silver, which tormented the peddler.

"Girl, I can't help it, it's too much. ”

Mu Ling didn't understand what the vendor meant, didn't he say that the silver taels could buy anything?

Seeing this, Bai Ye convinced this stupid woman, snatched her silver taels, and handed them over in some small pieces.

"Okay! Guest, come back again next time. ”

took the steaming bun and simply threw it to Mu Ling, and the other hand did not let her go at all.

When there are few people on the street, they will let go.

Mu Ling rubbed her little hands, her slender hands were not touched by the spring water, and her white little hands were pinched red by the little mute, but they looked like a small fresh bag that had just come out of the pot.

"Why aren't you hungry?"

Mu Ling was really angry when she looked at the black and white words, if someone hadn't been holding on tightly, how could there be a reason not to eat.

Mu Ling grabbed the untouched bun and bit it down, the full soup exploded instantly, the skin was also quite chewy, the pink meat filling in the skin was round with a faint aroma, and I really couldn't put it down one by one.

"It's delicious!"

I was a little surprised to see a certain woman gobbling up, but she was cute. When Mu Ling finished eating, she heard her muttering that she was still hungry. I can't help but wonder how good this woman is.

Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes stayed on Mu Ling, Mu Ling was a little afraid of being stared at by Bai Ye, and her blazing gaze made people roll hot. I don't know what is wrong, but I have a shy feeling for a child, but the little mute is handsome and makes others envious.

The little hand swept over the bridge of his nose and fell until the corner of his mouth before stopping, wiping off the pale green small vegetable leaf fragments and showing them in front of Mu Ling.

"Oh!" Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, and then reacted the next second.

"Thank you, little mute!

Bai Ye ignored Mu Ling, and a gust of wind followed the figure across Mu Ling's cheeks, and the air seemed to be mixed with a particularly good fragrance.

As she moved forward, Mu Ling, who was standing beside Bai Ye, felt that this taste was getting closer and closer.

Not far away, there is a pavilion slightly high, the stone wall around the light yarn falls, the two face each other to see a plaque on the frieze, on the book "wind Pavilion" three gilt characters.

There are several enchanting women standing in front of the Feng Ya Pavilion, one of whom is a girl with a beautiful appearance, but it is different from other girls with heavy makeup, and has a pure and refined temperament.

The pale green dress was long and dragged to the ground, the thin waist was tied with a cloud belt, and he held a landscape fan in his hand, looking at the passers-by with a slight smile.

Several other people were greeting the guests with flowers, but they were like a world difference from this woman.

Mu Ling sniffed the fragrance in the air, and the fragrance was surrounded by a strong pungent smell. It's a little boring.

"Inside, take a look?"

"Ai, when did you have such a beautiful woman in your Feng Accord?"

The visitors fell in love with this woman at first sight, her temperament did not seem to come from here, and at first glance I thought it was the eldest lady of whose family.

"Guest officer! This sister is Yue's mother's own daughter, ink, only performing arts!

"Let's go!" the man walked in with his hands around his thin waist and Hip Hop.

Mu Ling recognized the smell and ran towards the woman with clear eyebrows.

Before Bai Ye could catch up, Mu Ling had already disappeared into the crowd, and in the next second, Mu Ling had already arrived in front of Feng Yage.

There are two kinds of women who come to Feng Yage, the first is the one who is accustomed to crying and looking for a husband, and the second is looking for the rival who scolds her.

Ink looked Mu Ling up and down, and asked, "I don't know why my sister came to my Feng Ya Ge for a reason? If it is to find someone, I am really embarrassed, Feng Ya Ge does not entertain girls." ”

"Ahh It's not as strong as the other girls. ”

The ink covered his mouth and snickered, meditating on the fact that he had never seen a woman come to look for taste.

"This is the smell of rouge gouache, in such a place of fireworks, heavy makeup is the norm, and I am tired of it, so I made some fragrance, I didn't expect someone to come to ask. ”

"Can I buy it?"

Before the ink could speak, Mu Ling's arrogant and provocative voice turned behind her.

The unconscious hand rested on Mu Ling's body. A smell of sweat hit behind him, and Mu Ling turned his head to look.