Passerby: "...... Wait, you're in the same league as the face master, so you already know the role of this carriage? ”

Er Jian smiled: "Yes, this carriage is arranged by our organization!" ”

The passer-by looked dumbfounded: "So, did you pretend to worship just now?!" ”

Er Jian continued to smile: "Of course! P.S., your performance just now is interesting! ”

Passerby: "......"

His heart is so tired, and he feels that the whole person is not good—has the world finally done something to me, a little cutie?

The face master reprimanded: "Erjian, don't be rude!" Otherwise you will be severely punished! ”

Er Jian thought about the harsh punishment, and the armillary instrument shuddered and stopped squeaking, like a frosted eggplant, which became wilting.

Passers-by were excited, did this mean to say good things about me?

Face Master: "...... Obviously, his performance just now was wonderful, how can it be said that it is interesting? ”

Passerby: "......"

Er Jian's face finally couldn't hold back, and he burst out laughing.

Passers-by also laughed, although these two people made him very stressed, but now it seems that it is not so terrible. He asked with a relaxed face, "Then again, since you have so many scars on your face, why don't you wear a mask or veil or something?" ”

The face man patted the passer-by on the shoulder and said earnestly: "No matter what you look like, or what your figure is, you have to face your shortcomings." Only in this way can it be possible to change, is it clear? ”

Passers-by thought to themselves: "There is so much truth in the groove." ”

"But considering your personality, don't you think it's a bit wrong with the style of painting?"

The face smiled evilly: "But you have too many words, if you say one more word, I will kill you." ”

Somehow, passers-by thought it was more natural.

He turned his head and asked Er Jian in a low voice: "Usually the face is like this, is it both good and evil?" ”

Er Jian smiled mysteriously: "You don't know the evil side of the face yet." ”

Passerby: "......"

"Also, if these horses aren't for taste, then why buy them?" Passers-by had to whisper BB in case the face man heard it.

Er Jian replied with a grin: "You don't understand this, this horse can be worthy of an immortal cultivator in the middle of the Qi cultivation period." ”

Passerby: "...... Immortal cultivators? ”

Er Jian replied: "Yes. ”

Immediately, he showed an exaggerated expression, and said with his teeth and claws: "Moreover, it eats human flesh!" ”

Passerby: "...... Should I feel scared? I don't know why, I don't feel scared at all when I see your expression! ”

Er Jian instantly returned to his original state and pouted: "Cut, boring." ”

Passerby: "......, forget it, there's nothing to worry about with you little brat." ”

Er Jian's eyes widened angrily: "You! Then he raised his little fist and wanted to rush forward.

Outcome...... was pressed to his head by a hand of the face master. I can't move no matter how hard I struggle.

Mianye: "Okay, Erjian, focus on what we're going to do now...... What did I tell you before? ”

Er Jian wilted instantly, sighed and said, "Good ......"

The face smiled, reached out and grabbed a black hat from behind his back and put it on his head. He stretched out a hand, put his fingers together, and made a gesture that Wen Jin would surely recognize when he was present—a "goodbye" gesture. He turned, walked to, and disappeared into the crowd.

Passers-by craned their necks and struggled to grasp the departing figure of the face man. He saw that a touch of black appeared on the face man's clothes, gradually eroding the original color, and soon, the face man turned into a man in black, and disappeared in the eyes of passers-by.

Er Jian followed behind the face man step by step, turned his head, showed a bright smile to the passers-by, then beckoned, and disappeared into the crowd.

Many years later, when passers-by were already dying, he always smiled and bragged to his children and grandchildren, talking about the experience that was closest to the immortal cultivator, and then smiled at his grandson's amazed gaze and his son's disbelieving eyes. Blowing and blowing, he sighed and looked out of the window.

At that moment, he seemed to have become an immortal cultivator, stepping on a flying sword and walking in the air.

In his life, in the eyes of a true immortal cultivator, it's just a short period of time, right?

Well, maybe.

……

Then again.

Wen Jin didn't know at all at this time that he had been targeted by Mian Ye and Er Jian, and was holding his hands on his chest and looking at the coachman seriously:

"Hey, do you hear me, and if you hear it, you'll talk back, okay?"

Although he didn't see the coachman's eyes, Wen Jin could feel his shock at him, because the coachman didn't move.

Wen Jin is very satisfied with this, it seems that I am really quite stylish.

"Since you don't speak, then I'll take you by default! Ahem, chengguan law enforcement, hurry up and open the carriage door and let me see what's inside! ”

Wen Jin felt that he was extremely domineering, at this moment, it seemed that hundreds of thousands of city managers of the Great Heavenly Dynasty were possessed, and he felt that his momentum seemed to have been raised by a notch.

Although he still couldn't see the coachman's eyes, he could make up 10,000 words of dialogue in his brain. Something like this:

"Didn't you listen to me, hurry up and open the car door!"

"Ah, the great chengguan, the little one knows his mistakes, and this will open the car door!"

It's ...... It's just brazen, isn't it!

But Wen Jin felt good about himself. He was originally a bright character when he was given a little sunshine, but now he is only a cross waist, but it is terrible for him.

But soon, Wen Jin realized that something was wrong. The coachman remained silent, his body even more motionless.

His face is hidden under a straw hat, and shadows obscure his face, making it impossible to see his true face. In the sunlight, his face was still blurred, as if the sunlight could not penetrate the dark seabed.

Wen Jin's eyes flashed, and the whole person quickly crossed the short distance between him and the coachman, and in the exclamation of the melon-eating crowd, he took a step forward and pulled off the coachman's hat.

Under the hat, there was a patch of hay, stubble in a circle, and at a glance it looked like a human head.

This coachman is a scarecrow!

Wen Jin: "......"

Co-authored just now, am I making myself amorous?

Wen Jin was so embarrassed, his face was rarely red, and he felt like he wanted to drill a hole and climb in......

However, there are no holes.

However, he reacted in time, since this carriage did not even have a coachman, and he took great pains to make up a scarecrow coachman, wouldn't this prove that there was something wrong with this car?

Wen Jin feels like he is possessed by Sherlock Holmes now, except for the symbolic beret and pipe, he is simply average!

He nodded in satisfaction, but it hurt me.