Turning a street corner, Fu Li looked at a tea stall placed at the corner of the street, and said gently: "Jin'er, you can rest here for a while, and go back as a teacher." 一?w?w?w·1kanshu"

After that, just as he was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of several young women gathered in front of a stall not far ahead, selecting the ornaments on it with great interest, and after thinking about it, he said: "If you find it boring, just walk around." If you see something nice or fun, buy it. As he spoke, he handed her a brocade bag, "It's a silver coin." ”

"Jin'er, thank you, master!" Jinhuang happily took the brocade bag and immediately hung it on his waist.

Fu Li nodded in satisfaction, and turned to merge into the crowd.

It wasn't until his figure was overwhelmed by the surging crowd that he couldn't see it anymore that Jinhuang gradually put away the smile on his face, turned around and walked to the tea stall to find an empty seat and sit down.

If it is a rare female cultivator who goes down the mountain once, as soon as the master leaves at this time, she must be like a bird and beast out of the cage, looking and playing all over the street, and I can't wait to fly to the rouge stall to search for it. But Jinhuang is not an ordinary female cultivator, she has lived for four lifetimes, and she has long lost such a mentality.

She asked the stall owner for a bowl of coarse tea, and quietly watched the people coming and going in the market.

It's the golden autumn of October, and the afternoon sun pierces the clouds and sprinkles unbridled, and the air is churning with a heat wave. One?? ww look w?· 1. Under the bright sun, the blue bricks and gray tiles, and the corners of the cornices and corridors are flashing with dazzling light.

In this kind of season, pedestrians will inevitably feel dry in autumn, and drinking a bowl of coarse tea can just relieve the heat. In addition, the stall owner was thoughtful and built a layer of oil-paper pergola with green bamboo above the tea stall to block a lot of sunlight and heat. The breeze occasionally blows on the face, and it is really cool.

After Jinhuang took his seat, a few middle-aged women dressed in coarse linen clothes came in 66. With the goods they had bought, they poured into the tea stall with their hula in their hands, and sat down around the vacant seat after asking the stall owner for a few bowls of coarse tea.

Originally, in this quiet afternoon, occasionally sipping on a sip of coarse tea, it is rare to be comfortable and leisurely. However, these women have very loud voices, and it is difficult for Jinhuang to listen to them.

"Alas. You say, why did this Doctor Ling attract such a black widow when he looked at a shrewd person?"

"It's not Dr. Ling, it's Dr. Ling's wife. Seeing that Qiaomei sold her body and buried her husband, she asked Doctor Ling to pay for her. Doctor Ling originally only paid for it and didn't want to leave Na Qiaomei behind, but it was Na Qiaomei who cried and said that there was nowhere to go. You all know that Dr. Ling's lady is kind-hearted, and as soon as she heard her say this, she was left behind. ”

"Hey...... This stay is to lure the wolf into the room. Look at the red mole on the eyebrows and long eyes. If you have a hook on the tail of your eyes, you will be a fox who can hook up three or four! If my family has something to do, go to the hospital to make up!"

"Don't talk about it, isn't that dead in our family?

"Hey, you say, is Doctor Ling also ......?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Dr. Ling and Mrs. Ling have such a good relationship. 1?k?a book nshu"

"This can be said, how can a man not steal, besides, you think about Mrs. Ling's ......"

"You have a point. Mrs. Ling is like that, no wonder that Qiao Meinu bullied the master. Two days ago, I saw Na Qiaomei shouting at Mrs. Ling. I don't know, I think she's the main mother. ”

“……”

In a few words, Jinhuang can probably guess what kind of drama it is, and his intuition is cold, even if this kind of thing is placed in the cultivation place of Bazhou Da 6, it will not be extinct.

"Ah Jin, what are they talking about? How can I hear it in a fog?" Ah Ding, who had been very quiet, suddenly asked.

Although she clearly understood it in her heart, Ah Ding didn't know what to say when she asked her. At this moment, someone in the group of middle-aged women suddenly burst out, "Look at it!"

Jinhuang subconsciously looked down the street and saw a plainly dressed young woman walking proudly from the east end of the street. A red mole on her eyebrows is unusually eye-catching. The eyes are slender, the tails of the eyes are raised, and the eyeballs are looking left and right to pass over the men passing by on both sides one by one, and the eyes are provocative.

Jin Huang knew it in his heart. Presumably this person is Qiaomei, who is the slave bully. snorted coldly in her heart, this woman is not only a foxy look, but also very good at hooking/three/four.

Qiao Mei was followed closely by a woman. The woman's upper body and most of her face were blocked behind by the stacked goods, and she couldn't see her appearance. At this time, she was hurriedly holding the object, afraid that the object would fall and she would not be able to see the road in front of her clearly, so the road was staggering. I've hit quite a few pedestrians.

The pedestrian who was hit scolded and cursed, and the woman was busy apologizing, and the things in her hands were shaking, and she was in a hurry.

When that Qiaomei saw this scene, not only did she not help, but she gloated with a face of schadenfreude.

"Then the sao vixen dares to bully Mrs. like this?"

"It's not that she is bullying Mrs. Ling's stupid brain, this fox dares to be so blatant!"

At this time, Na Qiaomei and Mrs. Ling happened to pass by a street corner, and who knew that a cart jumped out of the alley. That Qiaomei's eyes quickly dodged to the side, and she could avoid it. And Mrs. Ling, who was following her, was defenseless because her vision was covered, and she was slammed down by the cart before she even had time to react, like a leaf falling in the wind, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and the large bag in her hand rolled directly to the ground.

The scene immediately became chaotic, and passers-by gathered around.

Jinhuang stood up immediately, only to see two copper coins smashed on the table like darts, and people had rushed into the crowd like a whirlwind.

She squeezed through the crowded human wall, and as soon as she walked into the inner enclosure, she saw that Qiaomei raised her chin, looking at Mrs. Ling who was bleeding and lying on the ground with disdain, and said, "You idiot, you can't even walk!

The crowd of onlookers immediately erupted in condemnation, and they all denounced Qiaomeinu's bully.

Jinhuang didn't care about them in the slightest. Her eyes were firmly fixed on Mrs. Ling, who was lying on the ground and in a mess, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes were as deep as the sea.

"Ah Ding, do you think this woman is a little weird?" she asked.

Except for some dead things, everything that is alive will emit breath. For example, immortal cultivators have their own aura, beasts have animal breath, demons have demonic energy, and the breath of mortals is mixed and turbid. However, in this Mrs. Ling, she didn't notice the slightest breath, as if something had gathered all the breath.

"Is there any treasure on her?" Jin Huang asked again, and at the same time called the map map in his mind, the place where Madam Ling was supposed to appear was empty, without any signs showing treasures, let alone highlights belonging to Madam Ling.

Even the Jiuli Yin Yang Bead can't be mapped, what secret is hidden in this Mrs. Ling?