Zhan Wuming just stood behind the city gate for a while, and was immediately surrounded by enthusiastic city citizens. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't know the way? Which one to look for? ”

Zhan Wuming scratched the back of his head and said silently, why are the people in this city so enthusiastic? It's not at all like the city people in those places before, when they see a foreigner, they will have cold eyebrows, their noses are not noses, and their eyes are not eyes.

"That's right, although the city is in good condition, the direction of the placement has been adjusted. My house used to be in the east, but now it faces west. We people in our city have to re-identify the direction when we go out to find a home, and it is even more difficult for outsiders to find a way. Brother, if you don't know the way, we will lead the way for you, if you know the way to look for it but don't find anyone, it is generally the house is in danger, go to the free inn. You go to the inn and look for it, I'm sure you'll find it! ”

Zhan Wuming listened for a long time, and then listened to a free guest house. He smiled and said, "Is it really free?" ”

The man patted his chest and said, "Now all the inns in the city are free!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in gray in front of him immediately disappeared. The man was stunned, and then said to the others with a smile: "If you come from other places, you will definitely go to see the excitement." ”

Zhan Wuming found a nearest inn and inquired, and it was really free, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed, put down Zhan Xiaoming on his neck, and said happily: "Xiao Ming Xiaoming, I stepped on the **** luck today, and the guest house really doesn't need money." ”

Xiao Ming was also a little puzzled, looked at the flow of people coming and going in front of the inn, and said worriedly: "Dad, there are so many people, can there still be a vacant room?" ”

The rattan on his waist moved, and Mao Mao raised his head and said, "Since it's all free, why don't you find a bigger inn?" ”

Zhan Wuming looked at Mao Mao, and gave it a big shudder, "Big, big, I want everything big, and I want to take advantage of the big!" Maomao, I said, why can't you be a monkey? There is no discipline at all, no wonder the king's women are angry and run away! ”

At the mention of Mo Lian, Mao Mao immediately shut up.

On this day, they still found one of the most generous inns in the city to live, and the shopkeeper was very enthusiastic, not only controlled, but also prepared hot water and hot soup and rice, and took care of it meticulously.

Zhan Wuming was moved, and instantly fell in love with this place.

After the shopkeeper closed the door and left, Zhan Wuming untied Mao Mao and threw it on the table. As soon as Mao Mao smelled the aroma of rice, he went straight to the tip of his tail to roll a piece of fried spring rolls and quickly sent it to his mouth.

Zhan Wuming didn't fight in one place, stretched out his hand to knock down its spring roll, and rebuked solemnly: "Follow the customs of the locals, we are now in the human world, and we have to abide by human etiquette." People are warm and welcoming to us, polite and decent, can you remember a little longer and learn?

Can you give me a little more face, and study hard, aren't we being laughed at outside these days? What do people call us, hillbillies, turtles, silly old hats, stinky monkeys...

They can't tolerate us, so we don't have to be polite to them.

But think about it, how good this worry-free city is for us! Why can't we learn a little well, what discipline to learn, what temperament to improve and so on? ”

Mao Mao blinked, picked up a stool and sat down in a proper manner, held a bowl bigger than its head in front of him with both hands, and used monkey hands to learn to hold chopsticks.

Mao Hu held the chopsticks upside down, his small body and arms leaned forward hard, and stretched the chopsticks into the plate, but he couldn't clip it several times, and his Mao Mao's face was wrinkled into a small chrysanthemum, and his mouth was pouting.

Zhan Xiaoming sighed when he picked up the chopsticks, and his little head shook helplessly: "Poor, pitiful, the milk has reached the age of learning to eat with chopsticks, and my mother doesn't know if it grew out of the cracks in the stones, and she didn't come back to see me once..."

Zhan Wuming grabbed the kidney beans, and he crushed them, and a trace of gloom flashed in his drooping eyes. He didn't know if Mo Lian was a flower growing out of the stone, but he was indeed a monkey that popped out of the stone, but he died in the first day of Zen when he was a monkey, and his soul was immortal, and he didn't know how to fly to another world, and he turned into a human form.

And Mao Mao always gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, perhaps, it was Xiao Jin, a monkey turned into a trace of remnant soul that Xiao Jin didn't have time to annihilate.

Seeing that it lost its temper at the chopsticks in distress, Zhan Wuming softened in a corner of his heart, so he had to pick up half of his favorite vegetarian three fresh food into its bowl.

Mao Mao was stunned, immediately put down the chopsticks, tears poured out as if he didn't want to, and while crying, he threw himself up and hugged the thighs of Ignorance, crying so much that he was heartbreaking.

"King, king, don't drive Mao Mao away! Mao Mao will always follow the king! I have a long temperament, can't I learn temperament? ”

Zhan Wuming flicked his teeth and threw it back on the bench, glaring and saying: "Get out, Lao Tzu is kind to you, you still cry, Lao Tzu said that he was going to lose you, crying like a girl!" Give Lao Tzu an honest ......"

Mao Mao trembled and held the chopsticks to poke the dishes little by little, and then learned from Zhan Xiaoming, separated the chopsticks with the monkey's paws, and tentatively picked up the vegetables.

That night, Mao Mao only dared to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, and as soon as there was a little wind and grass, he immediately bounced up to find the smell of war ignorance. The monkey was visibly frightened, as if he had lost his soul.

Zhan Wuming let out a long sigh, this monkey may not be Xiao Jin. Xiaojin is the king of Jianmu, there is no shadow in the sun, there is no sound, even the sky dares to pierce it, that courage is greater than the sea, and the race has passed the four continents.

Maomao, obviously as big as a mung bean.

When it was almost the fifth watch, Mao Mao closed his eyes. Zhan Wuming looked at the moonlight outside the window, his heart moved, he came to the small courtyard bare-chested, played a set of monkey boxing with the appearance in his memory, and pulled out a pole used to plant a flag, and danced the earth-shattering thirteen sticks.

The more the stick is used, the more the stick shadow is heavy, if the white snake spits out the letter, hiss and breaks the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttles, walks in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, swings the stick and rises, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse.

It's really a single light in the courtyard, thousands of miles have swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the end is mysterious.

"What a good play!" Crackling applause came from the side of the courtyard wall, and a man dressed in a black embroidered gold stripe, with a hair like a knife and a slender eyebrow, stepped on the moon and slowly approached like a leisurely walk.

Zhan Mingzhi closed his momentum, looked at the people, the moon sprinkled from the treetops and a clear light, he was like a beautiful man who came out of his painting, a little illusory at first, and only became real until recently.

Zhan Wuwu stared at his eyebrows indefinitely, this was the second man he had seen in his life who was so outstanding-looking.

The first is Shang Moyun.

Maybe Jun and Mei were derived from the same root, and Zhan Wuming felt that he and Shang Moyun were a little similar in a trance.

"You are?" (To be continued.) )