"Xiaohui, don't be cowardly, you were all in high spirits when you came, why did you retreat at this time?" Tong Hao looked comforting: "Don't be like Lu Ming, he gambled on our breakfast for a month!"

"Hey, Tong Hao, you, when did I say that I would bet on breakfast for a month?"

"Eh, Lu Ming, isn't it just a month's breakfast? As long as you and Xiaohui don't leave tonight, we won't let you have breakfast that month. Isn't it, Wang Yue?"

"However, you still have to invite this meal in the evening, Boss, two more plates of fried waist flowers!"

"Tong Hao, you ......" Lu Ming was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say,

Especially when I saw Zhao Xiaohui and Wang Yueqi's eyes in agreement, I suddenly felt that I was careless in making friends.

Don't you Zhao Xiaohui have such a position at all? Didn't you ™ still want to leave at first?

"Wandering?"

Yuan Hua heard it clearly, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, this group of young people, Too young, too simple, knew that there were unnatural deaths, and they wanted to bump into these things.

In the end, I still haven't experienced the beating of society.

But in fact, Yuan Hua's age may be younger than Lu Ming's four, but after experiencing the incident of the old man knocking on the door, his thinking has been greatly improved.

This kind of improvement is far faster than when my parents were in prison.

"Alas~" A heavy, suppressed sigh sounded.

Everyone at the table looked at each other,

I don't know when, there was already a white-haired old lady sitting on the small stool at the door, she lowered her head, facing the darkness, and couldn't see her face clearly.

"Grandma, do you want to eat something?" Zhao Xiaohui asked softly.

But the old man didn't hear it and ignored Zhao Xiaohui.

The shopkeeper said: "Don't worry about her, she should be an old man who has moved in recently, and she will always come here to sit and sit these days, and she is not allowed to eat!"

"Oh!" Zhao Xiaohui responded, she looked at the old man's clothes a little old, thinking that it was an old man begging, but when she heard the shopkeeper say this, she dispelled the idea of calling the old man to eat.

Yuan Hua just felt that the sigh just now was so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly came out of the aisle and went straight to Yuan Hua's location.

"What's the matter!" Yuan Hua stood up almost instinctively, and the speed was so fast that in the eyes of others, it was completely ejected.

And he stepped on the shadow,

Then I only heard a "squeak" sound from under my feet,

"Komatsu?" Zhao Xiaohui exclaimed, put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran over.

Yuan Hua let go of his foot and found that it was a small black hamster, although he instinctively stepped on the guy, he didn't actually feel the danger,

So he didn't use his strength, otherwise, with his reaction and strength, the hamster, which was not as big as a palm, would definitely even have his intestines stomped on by him.

"Xiao Song Xiao Song, are you okay!" Zhao Xiaohui bent down and held the hamster in her arms, gently wiped the ash on it, patted its little ears, and scolded: "Tell you to run around, tell you to run around, almost you are gone, you know?"

"I'm sorry, it ran out of my bag just now~" Zhao Xiaohui pushed her glasses and apologized embarrassedly.

"It's okay! I almost trampled you to death. Yuan Hua waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care, and didn't take it to heart at all.

Of course, even if he is trampled to death, he will not care, after all, he is just instinctively resisting danger.

"Yes, Yuan Hua, your reflexes are quite good, no wonder you can survive there. Fang Han looked at Yuan Hua's series of reactions just now, that kind of speed, even if he was himself, he couldn't do it by asking himself.

And at such a fast speed, the hamster under his feet was unscathed?

"Has this Yuan Hua's control over his strength reached such a degree?" Fang Han asked himself if he couldn't do it, if he kicked it like that, that hamster would at least turn into ice cubes and be trampled into slag.

But he didn't actually know that this was just a bonus to the Yang Spirit.

"It's just a basic exercise, a basic exercise. After a day of getting along, Yuan Hua had already joked with Fang Han, who called this guy also a male silver with a strong pursuit of language arts.

After eating,

Yuan Hua and Fang Han left the store, and Lu Ming was still eating at the table, and it would take a while to finish.

When he went out, Yuan Hua deliberately looked at the door, and the old lady didn't know when she had left, which made some of his thoughts come to an abrupt end.

At this time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening,

The sky had already darkened, and only a bright moon and countless stars were left in the sky, reflecting the ground in a different kind of clarity.

Yuan Hua and Fang Han walked around the few buildings next to the wasteland, trying to digest the food they had just eaten, there were no words along the way, this is a place like the countryside, there is no development around, it is barren, if it is not for the cement road, it is really no different from the mountainous area.

The surroundings were silent, but in Yuan Hua's perspective, it was like daylight, without the slightest shade and darkness.

"Not to mention, it's really rare to see such a bustling night market here. Fang Han suddenly spoke, his tone full of surprise.

"Prosperous?" Yuan Hua was stunned for a moment, isn't this Nima a wasteland? He looked at one or two cemeteries not far away, and there were traces of straw paper and incense candles left by Qingming on them.

"When are you going to make this joke again?" Yuan Hua didn't know why Fang Han would say such a thing, or was he talking back?

"No kidding!" Fang Han was serious, not at all like he was lying.

"???" Yuan Hua is not calm now, he knows that Fang Han can't deliberately pretend to deceive himself, the only possibility is that what he said is indeed "true",

What he saw!

As soon as he thought of this, Yuan Hua suddenly felt a chill behind him, and his scalp was a little numb, he turned off the fire in his left eye, and instantly saw a completely different scene from the desolate scene in his right eye.

It's crowded here,

Surrounded by old-fashioned buildings with large red paper lanterns, and on both sides of the road, small vendors sell all kinds of small toys and rouge gouache.

This is a scene of ancient costumes.

It's a bustling night market, as if they've stepped into the ranks of an ancient town, and the pedestrians around it are all dressed up in modern clothes.

The flame in Yuan Hua's left eye started again, and the scene disappeared completely, the two of them were still in the wasteland, and Fang Han didn't even turn on the flashlight, he walked straight forward, and spoke to the empty side.

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