The cicadas chirp in summer, the heat is irritating, and the annoyance wants to pull out the hair.

"No result, I hate her."

A girl who touched about fifteen or sixteen, tied cute buns, and had a pink and jade face, viciously rolled her beautiful eyes and stared at the cicada, gritted her teeth, and then twisted her fingers, and actually twisted out a thin needle, and the cold black light under the sun.

The needle is highly toxic.

"There are flowers, cicadas are not easy, dormant in the dark and do not see the light for several years, and die after singing on the tree for a summer, let it live a few more days as a blessing for yourself."

A young man of about the same age as the girl, his complexion was blackened by the girl's white, his expression was dull and ordinary, the corners of his mouth were naturally curved, he had a bitter look, and a semicircular scimitar hung on his waist, which looked angry.

"You're pretending to be confused, aren't you? Who will have trouble with it? It's her that I hate. The girl with the flower raised her hand, and the black needle poked at the bitter young man.

The boy wears a summer shirt with large sleeves and a long placket, and uses his sleeves to collect the girl's hand. I saw that the sleeves were bulging and deflated, and then the little girl screamed, her hand fell out, and the black needle was gone.

"Stinky and fruitless, be careful that I go back to beat the villain and break your outward elbow." Youhua hummed, not daring to complain that her hands were sore and numb. This kid's kung fu is evil, she can't compete.

Fruitless was dumbfounded, and turned his head to look to the side, "She's better than before." ”

"What a thing! In the past, although she was about to get sick when she blew the wind, she was sad all day long, and she looked more unlucky than you, and she looked unlucky, but she didn't leave the house, put a lock on her door, and we could play. "Whether the days of freedom are gone forever, there are flowers that raise their eyebrows and fly their eyes, and they also look at it.

In the tea pavilion, a woman sits against the railing. Dressed very ordinary, just a plain pink dress pleated skirt. However, the clouds are embroidered with green leaves and flower buds in pink, and the wide brocade girdle is dyed with peony Yao yellow, which requires a careful tasting to know the exquisite craftsmanship. The waist is slender, but the sitting is really not flattering. The left hand supports half of the cheek, the upper body is almost inclined to the bottom of the table, and the right hand is on the table.

There are flowers and no fruits, and you can only see the side of the woman.

Jin Mi's delicate skin does not meet the standards of beauty, the nose is not high and straight, the ears are small and obedient, no earrings are worn, the eyes are narrow, and if you don't squint, it seems to be provocative and contemptuous, and it is by no means tame.

Women are not ugly, but they are not immortals. Regardless of the delicate Danfeng eyes, the other four features look neat; If you put Danfeng's eyes into it, your appearance is a little mean, and you can't judge it by whether it looks good or not, but it is definitely difficult to get close to.

"Look, you can't sit up straight without a bone. And what's hanging on the mouth? If you get together with those laizi who have no skin and no quality in the market, others still think that they grew up together. "It's okay if you don't look at the flowers, and you can't help but raise your eyebrows when you see it, "She's seriously ill and her brain is broken, right?" ”

"Isn't it just a charcoal pen between your nose and mouth?" Men and women have been thinking about each other since ancient times.

Youhua couldn't beat him to no avail, so he had to stare at him dryly, "You think it's like words, but others are going to laugh off their big teeth, she is a young lady, and she pouts in public, and that's called a monkey trick." ”

As she was talking, she suddenly saw two passers-by stop and look, and hurriedly crossed their waists and looked at each other angrily, "What do you see?" We have a tea pavilion, and then look at the eyes of your whole family! ”

Those who looked, those who did not look, the people who heard this all fled, the five-zhang radius centered on the tea pavilion fell into a strange "desolation", and the farmer selling vegetables on the opposite side bowed his head and breathed, but he did not dare to complain that the business had plummeted. The town has become accustomed to bowing to the forces of evil.

Wuguo frowned a pair of sword eyebrows, but he only looked disapproving, and there was not a word of opposition.

There was a lot of movement caused by flowers, and the woman in the tea pavilion slowly turned her head, and the basic posture of sitting with her face crooked and holding the pen was maintained as it was, only a cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes. Mean on the side, double mean on the front. The pouting should have been a cute little girl, but her pouting was even more cold.

There are flowers that make the woman look weak, but she forces herself to raise her head, "It's almost noon, go back, don't let Mrs. worry." ”

The woman smiled suddenly, the pen happened to fall into the palm of her right hand, and her mean temperament changed drastically, so beautiful. Because there was a shallow smile at the corner of her lips, the narrowed Danfeng eyes just covered the light of her eyes, making her look harmless.

Despite this, Youhua couldn't help but clench her fists and take a step back.

"There are flowers, come." The woman didn't seem to be able to see the other party's guard, and her tone was gentle, waving like a puppy.

Youhua does not retreat, "If you have something to say, I can hear it." ”

The charcoal turned round in the woman's hand, and the paper on the table was slowly grabbed into a ball by her, and accurately thrown into the small stove where the tea was boiled, causing a cluster of fire, "I have nothing to say, seeing that you have been standing under the sun for a long time, please drink iced sour plum soup to quench your thirst." ”

Saliva flowed in his mouth, and Youhua swallowed, but he didn't want to "wagging his tail" easily, "Cut, this is a tea pavilion, where is the sour plum soup, and it's still chilled?" If the little old man has the money to buy ice, he won't sell a big bowl of tea. ”

The woman raised her eyebrows, this girl is smart. She's smarter, though.

"When I went out, I asked Wuguo to send a bucket of ice first, the sour plum soup was cooked by Dr. Tea in the morning, and it should be just right ice now." After she finished speaking, the smiling little old man next to her brought three bowls of red sour plum juice, "If you don't drink it, I'll let Wuguo drink two bowls, and the hot Tianshou Miss Trouble will not tolerate it-"

"If you want to say that, all three bowls should be mine." Youhua ran to the table quickly, her eyes glowing red, "Sour plum soup nourishes the skin and protects the white, it is only effective for me." ”

Say she doesn't need to make up for her black, right? The first thing I saw when I came to this world was the scene of this little girl gnawing on chicken legs and stilts, and I didn't even know that my young lady had lost her breath and entered the souls of others. For three months, the woman quickly adapted to everything here, including the girl boy who could not be sent by the old owner of this body. Fortunately, she is from a thousand years later, and fortunately, she was an orphan all her life, living her own life motto of self-sufficiency.

"Just admit that you're a foodie." After crossing over, she was quite satisfied with her appearance, she used to look like an extra, but now she is medium and avoids her red face, which is too desirable. Honey symbolizes health, and it is the result of running out every day after your health is better.

"Eat guys?" The passage of time has played a grinding role for both parties, and the little girl can blame the death and death of the inexplicable words that her young lady pops up from time to time.

"It's the guy who only knows how to eat." It was impossible to explain the origin to her, and the woman suddenly pushed a bowl off the table.

The fruitless man who was still guarding the door appeared under the table, and the sour plum soup was safely in his hand, not a drop was leaked.

The woman sighed, "Teach me." ”

"Miss is twenty." Tilting his neck and drinking unceremoniously, he returned to the table with an empty bowl in the blink of an eye, and returned to the door to squat without fruit.

"The old girl has brittle bones." I was very dissatisfied with being described as a "eating guy", and Youhua just laughed at it, and there was no consciousness of eating people's short mouths.

"What Miss Youhua said is, by the way, I also want to ask you, this is your skillful craft?" The woman was "respectful", her hand was removed, there were many puppeteers on the table, a pair of Danfeng eyes were painted on the puppet's face, and a yellow sign paper was nailed on her shoulder, with four words written -

Nanyue Lansheng.

Lansheng, suitable for men and women, belongs to the wood, encounters water branches, enters the soil and grams, at this time the initial development of the leaves does not attract Rong.

She, through the soul, has been Nanyue Lansheng since then.