Chapter 45: A Lively Bazaar
After staying in the center of Liuyun Mountain for a day, and finding that no one really paid attention to them, Mo Yueyi waved her hand impatiently and left Liuyun Mountain with Mo Kongjing without saying a word.
At the foot of the mountain, Mo Kongjing couldn't help but turn around and gaze, such a sad emotion flowed on Liuyun Mountain, this was the first time she felt the helplessness of being a cultivator so accurately. Just like all living beings, all living beings have so-called natural enemies, and their natural enemies are the powerful and cruel demons!
All things are mutually reinforcing, and how can they be easily changed? "Alas" sighed softly, she turned to leave, and followed her sister's steps into the market town, which was as lively as ever.
The people in Tianzi Town live happily in peace, and ordinary people rest at sunrise and sunset, while those who have monks in their families are practicing diligently and running the family business for generations.
Everything looks so beautiful, the little girl who sells flowers, the graceful handsome boy, the fair beauty dancing under the weeping willows.
"Sister, beautiful sister, buy a flower, it's very beautiful, and it also flatters you."
A crisp and immature voice sounded below, the corners of the skirt were gently pulled, and what Mo Kongjing looked down to see was a little girl selling flowers in an elegant and simple robe. Tied into a bun like a bud, her pink face is full of pure and lovely smiles, and there are all kinds of flowers in the flower basket she is holding in her hand, all of which are beautiful flowers that are blooming.
Seeing that those clear eyes were full of expectation, she really couldn't bear to refuse, but all the spirit stones on her body had been given to Yanran last time, and at this moment she was really penniless, so she subconsciously looked sideways at the senior sister beside her and said embarrassedly: "Senior sister"
Seeing her embarrassment, Mo Yueyi bent down with a light smile and deliberately looked at the various flowers in the flower basket, and carefully selected.
A gentle female voice suddenly sounded, "Hey, these flowers are blooming so beautifully, why don't we buy some?" Then a rich man said in a generous voice: "Okay, it's all up to you, if you like it, I'll buy it all and give it to you." ”
The woman wearing an elegant and light ink robe bent down slightly and kindly handed over a few spirit stones to the little girl who sold flowers, "Little girl, take the spirit stones, and give us all the flowers." The little girl who sold flowers looked at them hesitantly, and finally took the spirit stone and handed over the entire flower basket.
The two figures who depended on each other walked a long way with a basket of flowers, and it could be seen that they were a pair of infatuated men and women who fell in love.
Mo Kongjing turned his head helplessly, and smiled at the senior sister who had just stood up and was a little helpless in her eyes. If you have it, you can't buy flowers.
The corners of her skirt were pulled, and as soon as she looked down, she saw the clear-eyed little flower girl carefully pulling the corners of her clothes, looking timid, as if she was very afraid that she would be angry, "Beautiful sister, don't be angry, I'll send you flowers next time." She smiled dumbly, looked at the little flower girl's frightened expression, nodded and said, "Okay." ”
The little flower girl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and jumped into the distance, turning around and waving to them happily when she was about to get out of their sight.
The two of them looked sideways at each other at the same time and smiled dumbly, neither of them took the words of the little flower girl to heart, but they just felt that the little person was kind-hearted and beautiful, and very cute.
Seeing the little girl selling flowers leave, Mo Yueyi suddenly smiled slyly: "It seems that the flowers can't be bought, let's go, senior sister will take you to see something else!" ”
At this moment, a group of fierce servants suddenly crowded into the bustling street, and they seemed to be chasing something. Through the crowd, they saw that there was a ragged figure running hard.
The scrawny body seemed to be exhausted, and it didn't take long for the embarrassed figure to be caught by the chasing servants behind him. The fierce servants began to punch and kick him without saying a word, and in a hurry, he had no extra strength to resist except to protect his head.
The surrounding crowd naturally took a detour, as if they deliberately left that area for them to run amok. Mo Kongjing frowned, and subconsciously wanted to go up to stop it. How dare you commit such blatant violence in broad daylight!
Sensing the movements of the person beside her, Mo Yueyi grabbed Mo Kongjing's shoulder in time and stopped her, and only after watching the group of servants beat the person to death with a cold eye did she say indifferently: "Poor people must have something to hate, this is a market town, no matter how big the family is, they dare not blatantly hurt people's lives." The left and right are just skin wounds, don't be nosy. ”
As soon as these words came out, it didn't take long for the group of fierce and vicious servants to shout and leave, it was obvious that they had done this kind of thing perfectly, and even the strength of the attack was well controlled. It can make people feel painful, but it will not hurt people's lives.
After the group of servants left, the embarrassed figure in the corner who fell to the ground did not get up for a long, long time. His face was unrecognizable, but when he stumbled and struggled to get up, his dark eyes were filled with resentment that was so large that it was about to suffocate!
Mo Kongjing, who was shocked, unconsciously took a few steps back, she was surprised that what she had to go through to have such a huge resentment, when she met those eyes, she seemed to see that the owner of those eyes had despair and hatred of this world to the extreme. However, she stared at the embarrassed back for a long time, and always felt that she should have seen this person before.
I just forgot when and where I saw it.
After walking a long distance with her senior sister, she heard those whispering voices behind her discussing.
"Hey, that group of people just now is from the Huang family, right? It's inhumane! ”
"Alas, who says it's not, since the fall of the other two, the Huang family can be described as a monopoly, and it is like a day in our Tianzi Palace!"
A small episode quickly calmed down, and in a bustling alley in the middle of Tianzi Town, she only felt that her eyes were almost unable to see all kinds of strange goods that overwhelmed her.
The shouting, the shouting, the endless flow of people, the people coming and going were talking and laughing, and there were some monks who came and went in the air and stepped on the flying sword and auspicious clouds in a hurry.
Looking at the monks whose faces were solemn or anxious or light and cloudy flying in the air, Mo Kongjing gradually stopped and looked up at them, if there is the biggest and truest difference between this and mortal dust, it is nothing more than this.
The gap, this is the gap in strength cultivation.
In the depths of the alley, Mo Yueyi happily pointed to a huge shop sitting in the innermost part and said happily: "Senior sister! Come and see, there's a little shop! ”
Mo Kongjing looked in that direction, the plaque of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, the dignified and atmospheric redwood cedar door, standing in the middle of the alley, when he looked over there, it was a neat and quiet deep alley. Unlike the bustle of the front part of this alley, it seems very quiet, very mysterious, and even a kind of desolate and miserable.
I don't know if it's an illusion or what, but from the outside, this store is so extraordinary.
She strode towards the store with her senior sister's footsteps, and she remembered that there was a small shop that was not an inn. How could there be such an atmospheric and dignified shop with the same name.