I have to say that on the streets of Lingzhou City, there are all kinds of goods and food sold by people of different races. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Yi and Yao won out of the inn and pulled a Belle man casually.

The appearance of this Belle person is actually not much different from that of the Central Plains.

The Belle who they pulled to their side was an old man in his sixties, who wore a white ruffled robe with various patterns of birds and beasts.

A white round hat was placed over the old man's head, and a crown bead stood up in the middle of the hat.

Judging from the overall feeling, Belle people's costumes are actually quite beautiful, at least Mo Yi thinks they are better than the costumes of the Northern Barbarians and Western Xinjiang people.

Belle didn't understand what their brother was pulling him to do, and he opened his mouth and uttered a string of strange words.

Anyway, I couldn't understand a word, so I was bored and watched Yao Ying talk to the old man with my arms in my arms.

The little guy had learned a lot of languages, and when he was in Kyoto, he had already spoken to merchants from all over the world.

Therefore, although he has not been to Belle West Xinjiang and other countries, he can easily talk to them.

"Well, can you find a restaurant run by Belle people?" Mo Ying watched Yao Ying talk with the old man for a long time, and he didn't ask until he saw the old man leave.

"You can see it as you walk." Yao Ying seemed to know that he had inadvertently exerted his talents, which made the villain brother feel very frustrated, so he said proudly: "Grandpa said that after crossing this street, you can see a lot of Belle people's restaurants. ”

Mo Yi nodded, took his hand and walked in the direction of another street.

The streets were filled with the mixed atmosphere of various races, and from time to time their brothers could see a Central Plains man holding the hand of a Belle woman talking and laughing.

Sometimes one can even see a Northern Barbarian giant sitting on the shoulder of a Western Frontier woman. When he saw this scene, Mo Yi's only thought was, what should they do when they want to do that bad thing?

In this city, there are no moral constraints, and intercourse between races has become commonplace.

After more than 300 years of development, Belle people have spread their strict etiquette and customs in the land of rivers and lakes. And the people of Western Xinjiang spread their enthusiasm and open-mindedness here.

The Northern Barbarians spread their blood, courage and belligerence here.

As locals, the people of the Central Plains have accepted the cultural integration of people from all over the world, and they have long been thrown into a corner of etiquette and customs such as men and women not kissing.

Coming on, Mo Ying saw a few dwarfs wearing short-sleeved shorts, and he looked at Yao Ying curiously, "Those guys are so short, what kind of Chinese are they?" ”

"That's the people of the Dwarf Country." Yao Ying looked at those who were a little taller than him, but they looked very mature, and explained: "They were born only the size of a bowl, and when they grow up, they will only be a little taller than me. Because they are short in stature and not suitable for war, their country is very weak. ”

Mo Yi nodded, he also understood that with such a short body, unless the whole people practiced martial arts, if they really wanted to fight, the Central Plains soldiers would be able to slap several to death, not to mention the big guy like the Northern Barbarian Giant.

Therefore, it is normal for the dwarf country to be weak, after all, this is not an era of technology. In the age of technology, they may be able to rely on high-tech weapons to win in wars and develop into powerful nations.

However, in this era of cold weapons, the combat power that every country can rely on has always been a huge number of troops.

And like the countrymen of the dwarf country, unless their soldiers are dozens of times more than the soldiers of ordinary countries, otherwise they really fight, and the big guys like the Northern Barbarian Giants can trample to death several times by stomping their feet.

Most of the houses and buildings in Lingzhou City are quaint Central Plains houses, but there are also many houses built by people of different races.

At this time, Mo Yi and Yao Ying were passing by two strangely tall buildings, these two buildings were full of Western Xinjiang style, the walls were stained with yellow mud, and the roofs of the buildings more than ten zhang high were dark black tiles.

The building is surrounded by a prominent corridor on all sides, and you can clearly see the scenery of people and traffic on the street.

Among them, there are also some houses built by Belle people on the streets, with white walls, round sloping roofs, and a few windows protruding from the walls, which look like houses that are only three feet high, towering in the city to give passers-by an indescribable strange feeling.

The two brothers crossed the street and finally saw a Belle restaurant.

Yao Ying was about to pull his eldest brother in, but because his steps were too fast, he accidentally bumped into a pretty woman's jade leg.

Xin Qi Mo Yi reacted quickly, deviated slightly from his body, and did not follow him into it.

The pretty woman saw the little fat man holding her beautiful legs, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said angrily: "Little one, be careful when you walk, you have bumped into your sister." ”

"Huh?" Yao Ying let go of her beautiful legs, blushed and said, "I'm sorry sister, people didn't mean it." ”

The pretty woman was followed by a group of men, men and women, carrying long swords, about ten or so people, all dressed in white robes, with a moon pattern on the back and front of the robe.

Seeing Yao Ying bumping into the beautiful legs of a pretty woman, a girl next to her covered her mouth and chuckled, and quipped: "Sister Ye Xin, look, even such a cute little guy takes advantage of you!" ”

"Dead girl, how do you speak?" Ye Xin was tall and good-looking, she poked the girl's forehead with her jade-like fingers, and said angrily: "This little guy is young, how can you think so badly - you girl, you think about those shameful things all day long." ”

The girl lifted her fingers, looked at the brothers and sisters next to her, and stomped her feet and said, "Sister Ye Xin, you just want to be ashamed of things all day long." ”

Mo Yi looked at the patterns on their robes on the side, and his heart moved slightly, will this moon pattern represent the identity of Mingyue Hall?

He wasn't sure, but he saw a young man behind them and said, "Don't make trouble, two senior sisters, okay?" Let's enjoy this last day of patrolling! After this day, we are the inner disciples of Mingyue Hall, and in the future, we will not need to do this patrol of the streets in person. ”

"Aren't we too happy?" Ye Xin took the jade hand of the girl beside her and said with a smile: "It's been two years, and we can finally become inner disciples." ”

"In the future, I'll leave the work of patrolling the streets to those one-year guys! Hehe. The girl also chuckled.

The young man stood gracefully, looked around at the rest of the beautiful senior sisters, and said softly: "Since this is the last patrol, why don't we go and have a big meal to celebrate?" ”