"Trust is mutual, and I didn't lie to you, so you can't lie to me either. So let me ask you again, is this soil-stained steamed bun difficult to swallow? The young man in Xuanyi asked the young man in plain clothes reluctantly.

"I didn't cheat on you! This is really the best steamed bun I have ever eaten in my life. The plain-clothed young man replied to the Xuanyi boy again.

When the young man in Xuanyi heard this, he couldn't help but think: This steamed bun covered with soil, he can eat it so fragrantly, and he said that this is the best steamed bun he has ever eaten in his life; Could it be that before this, he hadn't eaten steamed buns at all? Otherwise, no matter how hungry you are, no one will be so hungry that you will praise the steamed buns covered with soil for being delicious!

And the reason why the young man in Xuanyi thinks this way is purely "a full man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry"; Born with no worries about food and clothing, abundant food and clothing, and even fine clothes and fine food, how can he easily imagine what people look like when they are extremely hungry?

Of course, it is not unreasonable for the young man in Xuanyi to think about it, because after all, once a person is really hungry, he will indeed not praise the food in his mouth for being delicious; Because people who keep stuffing food into their mouths will not have time to speak at all.

And the reason why the vegetarian boy, who is not yet hungry to the extreme, while gobbling up the steamed buns stained with soil in his hands, and praising the taste of the steamed buns in his mouth to the Xuanyi boy, is not because the naïve vegetarian boy thinks, the vegetarian boy has never eaten steamed buns in his life; It's because what the plain-clothed boy praises, appreciates, and remembers at this moment is not the steamed bun that gave charcoal in the snow, but the person who sent the steamed bun in the golden autumn season and the day of begging, as well as the sincere heart and sincere love of that person.

And at this moment, the young man in plain clothes who was eating steamed buns originally wanted to ask the young man in Xuanyi, "Do you always love to cry so much on weekdays"; But when the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed back alive by the plain boy. Because he was afraid that as soon as he asked, he would cause the young man in Xuanyi to shed tears for no reason.

It's strange to say that the young man in plain clothes hates other people's crying noses the most on weekdays, and when he hears the people around him crying noses, he will feel inexplicably upset. But when he saw the young man in Xuanyi shed tears, he felt a burst of distress inexplicably.

At this moment, the young man in plain clothes, who was deeply puzzled, thought: Maybe it's because I owe him in my last life! Hey, I'm still eating the steamed buns he gave me! Don't I owe him all my life?

So, the plain-clothed young man, who was thinking like this, casually asked the young man in Xuanyi: "What are you doing here in this Netherworld Mountain?" Are you here to burn incense and worship the Buddha? ”

When the young man in Xuanyi heard this, he replied truthfully: "No, I didn't come here to burn incense and worship the Buddha, I followed my people to the Heavenly Empire to see the world." ”

"So, you're not from the Celestial Empire, are you?" The plain-clothed young man asked the young man in Xuanyi curiously.

"Indeed, I am not from the Celestial Empire, I am from the Qi Kingdom." The young man in Xuanyi still replied truthfully.

"Oh, who are you?" The plain-clothed young man asked the young man in Xuanyi.

"Clansmen are relatives who are connected by blood!" The young man in Xuanyi replied without thinking.

"Oh, I see, it's family, right?" The plain-clothed boy understood himself and asked the young man in Xuanyi.