Qing'er doesn't care about the thief's escape. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qing'er knows that the thief probably won't steal again in the future, because the resentful spirit will continue to haunt the thief until her resentment is dissipated, and with Qing'er's blood of a good person, plus the natural thing of resenting ghosts and resentment, as long as it is a mage with a little eye, it will not care.

The thief ran away, and Qing'er didn't need to stay any longer. She glanced around lightly, it was the people watching the excitement when Qing'er pointed out the thief.

To tell the truth, before the thief was scared away by the resentful spirit, when the big man was eyeing a little girl, no one chose to stand up, they just had the mentality of watching a good show.

You can't blame these people's mentality, it's not wrong that they want to protect themselves, and Qing'er doesn't intend to blame anything. But this does not prevent Qing'er from despising these people.

Qing'er's contempt......

It was very obvious, obviously there was no expression on his face.

But from the shrugging little nose and the low eyes, it can be clearly seen...... The color of contempt.

At the beginning, it was such a faint glance that the temper of the world's first Mao was almost about to explode.

Now the people who are being scanned around by Qing'er with this kind of eyes, although they also have anger in their hearts, but the perennial persecution of the heart makes them have no refutation, and they have no choice but to disperse.

These people are not without conscience, but they have no courage.

Coercion! It's no wonder that Qing'er despises it.

After everyone dispersed, Qing'er pursed her lips and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute." A soft, soft voice sounded quietly.

Qing'er turned her head with a hint of puzzlement when she heard this. It was a woman who stopped her...... It's a familiar woman.

A short blue coat with waist-length sleeves and elbow-length sleeves, a long black skirt that covered the ankles, and a white crown of hair with a lily-like ornament.

And the woman stood pretty, her long hair floating slightly, which also gave people a sense of freshness of lilies.

Qing'er remembered this woman.

It was also natural, they had only met two hours earlier...... It's in the coffin shop where Qing'er got the nail on the coffin.

Qing'er suddenly discovered at this time that this woman was not the woman who was almost stolen by the thief before?

"Are you ......?" Qing'er said with some doubts. She remembered the woman, but she didn't know her name.

"Hello little sister, my name is Wang Yuelin, thank you so much just now, I was almost stolen." The woman's voice was not loud, and her face was not so much grateful as shy.

"Don't call me little sister, my name is Fang Qing'er, just call me Qing'er." Qing'er retorted first. Then he said, "It's nothing, it's just a matter of effort." ”

"But I still want to thank you, today my grandfather has explained a lot of things for me to buy, and I almost can't finish it." Wang Yuelin made a frightened expression.

Qing'er didn't react to this, "You really don't need to thank me." ”

She said very seriously, looked at Wang Yuelin's eyes and said, "Do you think we are thankful for traveling in clothes every day?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Yuelin didn't keep up with Qing'er's train of thought for a while.

"I mean to say that I just helped you, and it's the same thing that a normal person would do when I get up and get dressed every day."

Wang Yuelin understood what Qing'er wanted to express at this moment, but she still whispered, "However, there were so many people just now, only you came to help me." ”

Qing'er rolled her eyes, "In a group of people who don't wear clothes, when did it become a great thing?" ”

She continued, "Anyway, don't thank me, it's what I should do." ”

Qing'er said so, and Wang Yuelin had no choice but to nod.

"Speaking of which, can I ask you what you usually do?" Qing'er asked suddenly.

When she was talking to Wang Yuelin just now, she felt it again, but she really didn't notice it.

Obviously he was already so close, why couldn't he feel a trace of good and evil on this person's body.

It's weird. Qing'er thought to herself.

"Me?" was asked by Qing'er, Wang Yuelin was stunned, "I didn't do anything, I usually help my grandfather grow some vegetables, and occasionally help my grandfather buy some things." ”

"Peasant girl?" Qing'er looked at Wang Yuelin's outfit, which was more like a schoolgirl than a peasant girl.

It's not good to ask too much about other people's dresses. The main reason is that Wang Yuelin said that when she usually acts, it is so natural that she can't afford to doubt it.

She thought for a moment and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

She remembered Wang Yuelin who asked the coffin in the coffin shop before, could it be that the predecessor in her family had passed away? Qing'er thought in her heart.

But she certainly can't ask this kind of question.

"Ah, grandpa asked me to buy guinea pigs." Wang Yuelin suddenly shouted, as if she remembered something.

She hurriedly turned her head and said to the owner of the shop, "Boss, how many guinea pigs do you have here?" ”

Qing'er noticed that this was a store that sold pets.

"There are twenty-five." The boss is a man who looks slightly bald and has a somewhat bloated figure.

"How much does Miss want?" He didn't say the price, but asked directly about the quantity. He wants to see how much the chick in front of him wants and decides how much to increase.

Wang Yuelin didn't think about it when she heard this, "I want it all." ”

"All of them?" The boss was stunned for a moment, let alone the boss, even Qing'er was stunned.

What to do with buying so many rats?

But Qing'er didn't ask much, first, she was not an inquiring person. Second, it must be useful for others to buy so many mice, and she is not easy to ask.

The boss naturally won't ask more, no matter what she does, she can slaughter and eat, anyway, she just earns it herself.

"Miss, wait, I'll show you everything."

In the case that Wang Yuelin decided to buy so much, the boss's tone was a lot softer.

It's really money that can pass through all cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

It didn't take long for the boss to come running over with two large pet cages, each containing a dozen guinea pigs.

"Do you want to see it, Miss?" The boss asked.

"Uh-huh." Wang Yuelin nodded, and the boss hurriedly took one out of the cage and handed it to Wang Yuelin.

The rat seemed to have been trained, and not only did the boss reach in and get it without any commotion, but the one in his hand showed no fear at all.

Qing'er said in her heart, this little white mouse looks very cute. Qing'er wants to buy one to raise.

After the boss took out the mouse, looking at the cute mouse, a trace of love flashed in Wang Yuelin's eyes, and she hurriedly reached out to get it.

But an accident happened, when Wang Yuelin's hand just touched the mouse, the mouse struggled as if it had touched something terrifying, and bit Wang Yuelin's hand.

"Hiss......" Wang Yuelin took a breath of cold air. With a shake of the hand, the mouse fell to the ground.

But something even stranger happened.

The rat fell to the ground and did not run, but curled up on the ground and shivered.

"This is ......" Qing'er's eyes were full of puzzlement.

It's weird, really weird.

Even if they encounter natural predators, rats will not be afraid of this. Just when Qing'er was about to say something.

I only heard the boss shout, "Ouch, look at me, this rat was fed the wrong thing by my old wife yesterday, and it should have eaten the wrong stomach." Miss, I won't give you any money. ”

Wang Yuelin had a trace of regret on her face, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't care about "How much is it in total?" ”

The boss quoted a price, but Wang Yuelin did not counteroffer, and took the mouse after paying.

After that, although Qing'er didn't feel anything, Wang Yuelin still felt that Qing'er should thank her for helping her, and chatted with Qing'er for a long time, and said that next time she would come to Qing'er to thank her.

Then, she left.

After Wang Yuelin left, Qing'er kept looking at her figure.

I can't say what's wrong, but I always feel a little strange. However, after observing Wang Yuelin along the way, she was still able to draw a conclusion.

"He's a good guy." Thinking of the woman who was as fresh as a lily, Qing'er thought in her heart.