On the street, when he walked on the road, he saw that the things that the two of them had thrown on the side of the road were gone, so he walked to the stall where the little boy suddenly fell ill. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The vendor, who was originally happy to receive the owner, saw the darkness and darkness walking towards his stall, and the smile on his face immediately collapsed.

"Two masters!"

Pretending to be happy, the peddler had already served the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the two in his heart, he was doing some small business, and he didn't make much money, just now, the master of these two people suddenly fell ill in front of his stall, so frightened that passers-by in the market did not dare to approach his stall.

But can he be blamed for this? He just wanted to make a little money to support his family.

Dark One and Dark Nine walked to the stall and picked up a hairpin to play with.

The sweaty vendor who was seen by the two wiped the sweat off his forehead, and then suddenly realized that the fault was not his own at all, and put on an angry face, and shouted at the dark one who neither bought nor left.

"The two masters don't buy anything and go farther, today is really unlucky, if you encounter a sick man, it doesn't matter, you don't even open it, phew."

Spat on the ground, and the peddler looked at him with contempt, thinking that the two of them were pretending to be rich here, trying to hook him and make him make a concession.

"Sick seedlings?"

Still thinking about how to ask where the things he had just dropped had gone, he heard the peddler's contemptuous tone, if it was just him and Dark Nine, but this person actually said that his little son was a sick man?

In just an instant, the vendor only felt a chill on his face, and he felt that he was being pinched by the neck, and the whole person was lifted.

"Who do you say is the sick seedling?"

I thought that the dark one had a face that had not yet opened, and his body was half a head shorter than himself, so he must be a good bully, but who knows......

"The hero spares his life, the little one is talking about himself, saying that he is sick."

The air he could breathe in was getting less and less, and seeing that the vendor's face was getting redder and redder, and he was about to faint, he threw the vendor out in his hand.

Clapping his hands, as if he wanted to slap away the market gas in his hands, he walked up to the hawker and stepped on the hawker's chest just about to get up, pressing the hawker who had just lifted half of his body to the snow again.

"Big, uncle?"

The peddler lay in the snow, his back drenched in the cold snow, which made him shiver even more with fear.

"Since you didn't mean my young master, then ...... Tell the master, who took the things that the master put on the ground in the morning? ”

Dark One pulled out the short knife hanging from his waist, and the word dragged out the long sound, so that the peddler at his feet was so frightened that he almost fainted.

"What, what?"

The peddler, who was so frightened that he couldn't hear the words clearly, had a trembling voice in his voice, and he was crying with a sad face, afraid that the short knife in the dark hand would poke at him 'accidentally'.

"Ye said, who took the things that Ye put on the ground in the morning?"

Dark One impatiently repeated what he had just said, and sighed in his heart that these hard-working people were really timid.

"I don't know, the little one didn't see who took it, and when the little one wanted to take a look, the thing was gone."

The corners of the peddler's eyes were already a little red, and he really didn't know who those things were in their hands, but he just heard from passers-by......

"By the way, the little one also said from the people in the bazaar, saying that the master threw it, well, the things that were put in the ground disappeared out of thin air, and no one knew where those things went."

Thinking of what he had heard, the peddler's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to tell the dark one what he had heard.

"Really?"

Darkichi didn't believe what the vendor said, and raised his head to look at the people around him.

Seeing that many people were nodding at themselves, they secretly frowned and withdrew their feet, and they really couldn't figure out what happened today.

First of all, the little young master suddenly fell ill on the street, and then the thing disappeared out of thin air, if he told the little young master that the thing was gone, or disappeared out of thin air, then the little young master would not believe it.

"You know how that pile of stuff didn't come about?"

The dark one's short knife came up to a man, he had just seen it, and this man nodded harder than the others, thinking that he had seen it with his own eyes.

"This ...... I saw a cloud of black mist suddenly hugging the pile of things, and then those things were gone, uncle, be careful, this sword has no eyes......"

The man came to see the excitement, who would have thought that this excitement almost lost his life, carefully pushed away the short knife in front of him, the man smiled flatteringly, and told the scene he saw today.

Is there anything that can disappear into thin air? After the man finished speaking, a group of people nodded at him.

You can't lie one or two people, and a bunch of people are lying to themselves, right?

Putting away the short knife in his hand, Dark One motioned to Dark Nine with his eyes, and the two walked out of the crowd, some afraid to return to the farm.

Make up a story? So that everything has been swallowed up by the soil of the ground? I'm afraid that a three-year-old child will not believe this statement.

Dark Nine smiled at the thoughts that suddenly popped into his mind, looking at Dark One, who was still frowning and thinking about how to reply, Dark Nine smiled and patted Dark One's shoulder.

"Forget it, don't you just lose something, just go back and report it truthfully to the little master, the big deal is to deduct our monthly money and make up for everything."

Seeing the calmness on Dark Jiu's face, he also put his mind at ease and returned to the farm, wanting to inform the little master of the matter, but he didn't expect that they were just going to the street, and there was only Dark Six who looked like he had just come back in the little young master's room, and the little young master was gone.

In the bazaar, Zong Jiming held a transparent hosta in his hand and played with it, raised his head from time to time, pointed the hosta at the sun in the sky, and smiled stupidly, if he remembered correctly, this should be Yiyi's eighteenth birthday, and he didn't know how Dark One and Dark Nine were looking for something, but he couldn't wait to go back to Qingcheng to see Yiyi.

Thinking like this, Zong Jiming carefully wrapped the hosta in his hand with a silk handkerchief and put it in his arms, and then hummed a small tune out of tune in his mouth, looking around at the stalls on both sides of the market What novel gadgets were there, and he didn't notice that a drunk strong man suddenly rushed out of the alley next to him.

'Bang'

Zong Jiming, who was knocked to the ground, lost his voice in pain, opened his mouth wide, and there were three strong men his size pressed on his body.

"Lady? Brothers? Die, all die, hahahaha~~~"

The unbridled laughter shook the deafening, and Zong Jiming, who had returned to his senses slightly, fell back into the darkness.

Zong Jiming and the strong man were in a circle, and the people around them pointed at the two, and they could hear whispers from time to time.

The strong man who was dazed by the collision finally came back to his senses slightly, felt soft under him, looked down, and saw a child lying under him, his eyes closed, obviously fainted. (To be continued.) )