Frowning, Leng Ji touched his chin, where he had just been knocked by the gun, there was still a little red mark left on his chin, and his fingers held the mark, Leng Ji seemed to still feel the hardness of the gun just now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I always feel a little strange about myself today......

Holding his cheeks, he always feels like a little confused in the cold season.

Delusion, probably. Fingers brushed the strands of hair next to them again, and the cold season watched as they straddled the hat, drooped down his cheeks, and wrapped around his fingers, thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared between the fingers.

The aroma of osmanthus began to waft in the air again, a faint aroma, sweet and greasy, the cold season coaxed his nose, but he still stopped when he walked to the middle of the road, looked down, and looked at the glass bottle containing his wine.

Twisted the lid and showed no signs of loosening.

Hallucinations?she tilted her head, and Leng Ji involuntarily licked her lips again, and the smell of wine was still in her mouth, but the faint floral fragrance in the air was obviously not coming from her mouth.

Looking left and right for two circles, the withered trees were erected on the side of the road in a strange posture, there were no osmanthus flowers, and there were no living osmanthus trees, squinting their eyes, and they were a little puzzled in the cold season.

There was a faint sound of cheering in the air, restless echoes in the walls of the building, and looking ahead, there was no view of the second floor, only the scattered vendors on the first floor beside the staircase.

Is it really that you are too careful?

Subconsciously clenched the dagger in his sleeve, and his slender fingers touched the blade, for some reason, this action always brought an inexplicable sense of security to the cold season.

Or is it that you are drunk?

As soon as this idea popped up, it was rejected by the cold season, and he shook his head, he was still so sober, probably, it should not be the reaction of a drunk person.

Sighing, his nose sniffed the slightly sweet fragrance of flowers in the air, it poured into his mouth little by little, paused, stood stunned and thought for a while, couldn't think of a reason, and then subconsciously licked his palate, didn't care about the illusion of this moment, raised his feet, and walked to another dangerous building across the road.

There are not a few people who come to the black market, but the four-lane road looks particularly wide, probably because people are crowded again, and in the cold season, from the bustling place to the sparsely populated place, the buildings on both sides are crooked, and the cold season squints, only feeling that I have walked from a lively bazaar to a desolate ruin.

Looking up, the black pupils reflected the gray-white exterior wall of the building, and the tall building that even moss was unwilling to climb up was not lifeless.

The glass on the second floor seems to be broken for some reason, sticking to the wall piece by piece, leaving the metal frame in a circle, and still stuck on the outer wall of the building.

But from this angle, you can't see the scene inside the second floor in the cold season, you can only see the crowd of people inside, even if you stand on the side of the road, you can clearly hear their cheers and shouts on the second floor.

This scene made the cold season suddenly doubt his decision.

I always feel that there is no place to sell guns on the second floor.

On the empty first floor, there are a few stalls selling snacks scattered around, the subtle spicy smell penetrates into the nose from the side, the taste of salt and pepper mixed with cumin, Leng Ji frowned, looked in which direction, and saw a barbecue vendor humming a song while grilling the meat skewers in his hands.

The familiar aroma, Leng Ji frowned, watching the circle of blood-red meat skewers in his hands gradually lighten and then turn gray under the backdrop of the flames, and the reddened charcoal fire burned under the stove.

Shaking his head, Leng Ji then remembered why this was so similar to the rat meat he ate the day before yesterday.

Pursed his lips and covered his nose, Leng Ji really didn't want to see it again, and when he turned his head, he saw a rickety figure squatting in the corner out of his eye.

Wearing a pair of black sunglasses still couldn't hide his obscene appearance, but he wore a hat on his head this time, but the only hair on the top of his head, the three hairs still came out of the hat, fluttering wantonly in the wind.

Two bulky wine jars lay quietly beside him, the aroma of osmanthus wine was masked by the gaudy aroma of the barbecue next to him, in the corner where no one saw, the old man pursed his mouth, and it was not difficult to tell from his expression that he was now very unhappy with the barbecue next to him.

The old man is there?

Rolled his eyes. Leng Ji paused, and the direction of his feet changed, trying to bypass him.

I can't look at the time, but I can still vaguely judge by feeling in the cold season, the moon is rising higher and higher, and there are more and more people coming from the road, and I should have spent a lot of time walking to the black market before.

What surprises the cold season is ...... This old man is even faster than himself.

In order to avoid revealing his whereabouts, he didn't ask for directions when he came out of the old man's yard in the cold season, but he didn't expect to meet here.

Can't let him see it, Leng Ji thought to himself. She also pressed her hat deliberately, not wanting the old man to notice her at all, and took two steps back in an attempt to bypass him.

Not to mention that she didn't want the old man to see her and give him another chance to blackmail, even if she gave money, she was still not at ease in the cold season, whether he would still sell herself. Not to mention, judging by the tone, he seems to be quite familiar with the fat man.

"Hey. Unfortunately, the old man was once again unexpectedly shrewd, and Leng Ji turned to walk towards the stairs, but he opened his mouth to stop her.

The corners of his mouth twitched......

The cold season pretended not to hear, and the pace on his feet increased by two steps.

"Call you. But he didn't expect the old man to still be unrelenting, rolled his eyes again, and the steps on his feet paused again, and he really didn't want to pay attention to him in the cold season.

"It's rude. The old man looked at Leng Ji and ignored him, and muttered in a low voice, I don't know if it was intentional, even if it was very quiet, he specially let Leng Ji hear it. "I'm not blind, I see. ”

"Tsk......" gritted his teeth, Leng Ji was helpless, so he could only turn around, his eyes on his obscene and hateful face, and asked helplessly, "What are you doing?"

"What kind of attitude to give you advice. The index finger pulled the sunglasses on his face, and the two squinted eyes were visible from above the eyes. "Do you want to go up to the second floor?"

"En......" paused, Leng Ji looked down at him, and then looked at himself, then nodded vigilantly, rolled his eyes, and didn't know what it wanted to do.

"I advise you not to go. The old man whistled, and his expression suddenly became serious, and through the cold season of his sunglasses, you could see the look of fear and jealousy in his eyes. "There's nothing to see up there. ”