In a border town, it is not unusual for a person squatting on the side of the road to set up a stall suddenly, and what is unusual is that this person is not selling anything else, but a coffin.

Sugar pills flew all over the place, and his mouth croaked: "Coffin, sell coffins, if you see the nasty ghost, there are actually people who set up stalls to sell coffins, I have seen it for the first time, and this Central Plains person is too strange." ”

Chu Feng grabbed the clothes on the back of Sugar Pill's neck and tapped her forehead with a fan: "You turn around again, others should discuss you as an object of curiosity." "I didn't look at the person next to me who looked strange, and it didn't look like the man had been setting up a stall for a day or two.

The man's cold eyes only swept around the three of them, and then he lowered his head, as if he was not interested in everything around him, and he did not greet him like anyone else, and said something about the scene.

"I've seen this guy." Rong Ruo thought for a moment, and affirmed: "The person who drinks downstairs proudly." "The man had to drink a pot every day, and he would say nothing, and he would go away until the last day, when he followed a man away, and never returned.

"What?" Chu Feng had never seen this person, just looking at his appearance and dressing up was amazing.

Rong Ruo shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Standing by the coffin was too eye-catching, Rong Ruo turned around and left, walked a few steps, and a small vendor next to him said familiarly: "That person is like this, he has been squatting there with a coffin for several days, and we went up to ask at the beginning, and we didn't care about people." ”

"Yay~ A coffin has been sold for so long and can't be sold, what kind of business do you still have to learn." Sugar Pill grabbed a small braid and wrapped it around his fingers, and the silver hairpin was reflected down, and a slender snake shadow fell on his body.

The vendor smiled and said: "No, it's weird, hey, the day before yesterday, there was really an old lady who died and asked him to buy a coffin, guess what, he ignored people, just squatted there and kept his head silent." ”

Probably because the vendor's business was not good, he simply grabbed Rong Ruo who was passing by and chatted, "I suspect he is not here to sell coffins, maybe......" The vendor glanced at the man behind the coffin, covered his mouth and lowered his voice mysteriously: "It may also be some kind of spy or something, waiting to connect with someone." ”

Although Rong Ruo felt that the vendor couldn't say anything reliable, he never thought that he could be unreliable to this point, who had a broken brain and took a coffin out of the joint?

"What do you say? The one who sells coffins, hey, I know about that. The vegetable seller was very enthusiastic, and when she came over, she shouted, "He's waiting for his girl." ”

Sugar Pill had a pair of big eyes fluttering, obviously very much about this kind of gossip and interesting story: "Then why do you want to bring a coffin?" ”

"His wife is dead, so this coffin is used to hold his mother." The vegetable seller grabbed a handful of fried edamame and threw them into her mouth one by one, which did not affect her speech.

"Old man, did I hear me wrong?" The sugar pill blinked and blinked, and the circle around his head was a little confused.

Chu Feng scratched his cheek with a fan: "If I understand correctly, he put the coffin here, waiting for his dead lady to come back and sleep in the coffin by herself...... "That's what the vegetable seller aunt means, right?"

The tea seller aunt smiled and opened a mouthful of big yellow teeth, stretched out her hand and stroked forward: "Yo, what a handsome young man, his brain is good." ”

Chu Feng hurriedly flashed to the side, narrowly dodged the claws of the aunt, and said with a smile: "False praise." ”

Rong Ruo smiled sullenly, leaving Chu Feng at the aunt to be destroyed, she walked forward alone, and before leaving, she looked back at the man, sitting there like a bell that has not fallen for ten thousand years, her eyes drooped, and her whole body exuded a cold aura, but between her eyebrows carved a resolute and tenacious, contradictory aura.

Waiting for Rong Ruo to go back after a walk, Chu Feng finally got out of the vegetable seller's aunt, slapped his chest with a folding fan, and shouted: "Little sister-in-law, you just let me be molested by my aunt, are you worthy of your conscience?" ”

What is Rong Ruo's conscience, can you eat it?

"Where's the sugar pills?" Rong Ruo turned his head and found that the sugar pill didn't know when he ran away again, and he couldn't even see a shadow, not that he was afraid that she would run away, anyway, she couldn't run out of Nanmen Town due to the influence of the Nebula Gu, the problem was that she could get into trouble.

"You, you, what are you doing, what are you pretending to be, I haven't touched you, I tell you, you don't plan to rely on me." At a distance, the sound of the sugar pill is also penetrating enough.

Rong Ruo and Chu Feng glanced at each other, and a black line flashed on their foreheads at the same time, afraid of something, this little girl would not be able to stop for a quarter of an hour.

Although the town is not large, there are also militiamen who maintain the peace of the town, and when they pushed away the group of people around them, they saw two women and a man standing in the middle.

When Rong Ruo and Chu Feng walked over, there were exactly two militiamen standing there with spears in their hands, and the others moved a little distance, and the people inside seemed abrupt.

"Nanmen Town has a special geographical location, although it is counted as the territory of Dazhao, but it is far away from Lan County and Zhe County, so the government is not easy to govern, and because there are many ethnic groups living here, there are often some small frictions, and later it was the advice of the people in the village to recruit militia in the local area to maintain order." Chu Feng was next to Rong Ruo, and when he saw that Rong Ruo saw a militiaman wearing his own clothes, he was a little surprised when he was not a member of the official government, so he helped explain.

Rong Ruo nodded clearly, if something happened to the government, it would have been two or three days since the government sent someone over, and if there was a fight or something, everyone would die. The whole book

"What's going on, which of you got into a fight?" One of the militiamen shouted.

"Wow wow, you black-haired monster, why are you pointing a gun at me, I didn't push her down, she hit me and fell down by herself, hum! The people of the Central Plains are hypocritical. Sugar Pill jumped to his feet.

The militiaman who spoke just now suddenly had a black face, he was born tall, and because of his heavy body hair, he looked very powerful, so he had a deterrent effect when he came to be a militiaman, and as a result, he called Sugar Pill a black-haired monster, and this nickname was going to spread in the future, and who else was afraid of him.

"Shut up! Be careful I tie you up. The militia was embarrassed and scolded.

Sugar pills belong to the rebellious type, soft and hard do not eat, hearing this, the thumbs of both hands are placed next to the corners of both mouths, and a grimace is made: "Come on, come on, black-haired monster, hum!" ”

The militia was annoyed, and he was about to swing his gun as soon as he turned his gun, looking at this posture, he had learned marksmanship for two days, and it was enough to deal with a civilian person.

"Eh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." The man among the three had been holding the woman next to him just now, looking down and asking something, only then did he raise his head, his face was very handsome, sunny and handsome, he hugged his fist at the militia and said: "It was my friend who accidentally bumped into that little girl, not on her purpose." ”

Sugar Pill stepped on the light steps, circled the militia a few times at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and when he stopped, he hugged his chest and said angrily: "Just say that I didn't do it, hum, black-haired monster!" ”

The militia is depressed, even if you didn't do it, why did you add those three words at the end, can you not mention it.

Since there was a misunderstanding, the militia waved his hand to let the crowd gradually disperse, and before leaving, he glared angrily at Sugar Pill, who was unwilling to be stared at, and shouted loudly: "Black-haired monster, black-haired monster, you are a black-haired monster, you have the ability to beat me, slightly-"

If it weren't for being dragged away by another militia, there might be another conflict, and Chu Feng admired Sugar Pill's ability to make trouble, which no one could match.

The militia over there dragged to the end of the street, and finally stopped and immediately said unconvinced: "What are you doing?" ”

"Lao Tzu is saving your life! Do you see her dressed up? Another militiaman pounded his fist at the militia who was called the black haired monster by the sugar pills.

The militia frowned, "Something." ”

"Five Poison Disciples!" The militiaman gritted his teeth, poked his fingers at him, and said, "You kid doesn't know what will happen if you offend the disciples of the Five Poisons, be careful of biting hundreds of holes all over your body with poisonous insects in the middle of the night." ”

The 'black-haired monster' trembled all over, and a trace of frightened paleness appeared on his black face: "This ......"

"What's the matter, hurry up and ask for leave to sneak home and hide for two days, don't appear in front of the little girl before she leaves!" The militia companion kindly reminded.

Southern Xinjiang has existed for hundreds of years, but it is still a mysterious country, and because they usually raise Gu worms, outsiders are afraid of them, and they disdain to be in the company of them.

Over the years, it has been rare to see the Five Poison Disciples who have gone out, so the 'Black Haired Monster' has not been recognized from the dress of the sugar pill at once, but whenever they see one, they will inevitably retreat, because no one wants to have a bad relationship with the Five Poison Disciples, and they are inexplicably attacked by a large number of insects.

It can be said that the people of southern Xinjiang are the objects that other people of any race are unwilling to easily contact and enmity.

"This little girl, I'm sorry, my friend is weak and accidentally bumped into you just now." The man who stayed in place arched his hand at the sugar pill, with a refreshing smile on the corner of his mouth, and his demeanor was chivalrous and free.

Sugar Pill pouted, very unforgiving: "Wow, sick seedling, what are you going to do." ”

"Almost." Chu Fengqu flicked his finger on her head, telling her to know that she was reasonable.

"It's you!" Suddenly, the eldest brother looked very excited, looked at Chu Feng and pointed for a long time before he remembered: "On the outskirts of the capital, we have seen you, you were riding a horse at that time!" ”

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why did you come here too?" When he came over just now, Chu Feng had already recognized that the man and woman were none other than the people in the carriage he met after leaving Beijing, but the woman was sitting in the carriage at that time, and he had only seen this man.

The man scratched his head: "I didn't find the Medicine King Valley, I wanted to try my luck here." ”

Chu Feng sighed again, this kid also looked like a heartless person, if it weren't for the extra thoughtful girl by his side, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to mix the rivers and lakes for a few days.

"Medicine King Valley?" Rong Ruo was a little sensitive to this, and turned her eyes to look at the woman who was being held in her hand by the man, she lowered her head and coughed, weak like a delicate flower that was being destroyed by wind and rain, "What kind of illness are you looking for in Medicine King Valley?" ”