"I know, do you still doubt me?"

After Sun Shengyin finished speaking, his other hand stretched out, and a bag full of cloth in his palm unconsciously shuttled through the crowd and returned to the man's arms.

"What's that?"

"Did you see what that guy looked like?" Sun Shengyin asked.

Tang Sanqing followed his words and looked over, the man's face was sallow, his eyes were blue, his eyes were cloudy, his eyes were scattered, and he looked very unenergetic.

"Is he sick?"

Sun Shengyin nodded and explained: "Yes, at first glance, he usually doesn't pay attention to his physical health, and he has a problem when he reaches middle age. You don't have a keen sense of smell, so you don't smell it, he has a strong smell of herbs, but they are all ordinary herbs, and they treat the symptoms but not the root cause. His eyes only fell in the direction of the pharmacy, and he was going to see a doctor at first glance. I gave him all the best herbs, and I couldn't even buy half of the money in this bag......"

Tang San was clear, it turned out that he had misunderstood him, and hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong about you, but what's the use of our money?"

Sun Shengyin looked at Tang Sanqing's eyes, as if he was looking at a fool, Tang Sanqing was puzzled.

Sun Shengyin always knew that he was a pampered prince with fine clothes and fine food, but he didn't expect him to be able to say such things without common sense in life, and explained helplessly.

"Money is a good thing, it can do most of the things you want to do, and it can do many things you can't do......"

"That's what people often say, can money make ghosts grind?" Tang Sanqing asked.

"Pretty much."

Tang Sanqing then saw that Sun Shengyin began to do a lot of things with money, for example, first used money to buy many things from the villagers at a high price that they couldn't use at all, used money to get through the stiff relationship with the villagers, and then played the homely nagging that he had been at his fingertips since he was a child.

After only one afternoon, Sun Shengyin got along like a fish in water in this small Baijia Village. The local villagers are honest people who farm all year round, and they have no bad intentions, so it is not difficult for Sun Shengyin to gain their trust.

In the evening, they stayed at the home of a warm villager uncle, a hunter who made a living by hunting in Baihuling. His wife died early due to illness, leaving only a girl to live with her uncle.

The girl's nickname is Xiaoyunduo, she looks white and tender, and her face is like a glutinous rice dumpling.

It's just that since her mother died, she has closed her heart and never spoken again, even Uncle Orion.

Sun Shengyin spent a lot of money to buy a whole wild boar that had just been caught from his uncle's house, and Uncle Orion was very happy and invited him to come to his house as a guest. It just so happened that they had not yet found a place to rest in the evening, so they came by boat.

In the evening, the uncle was busy preparing a large table of dishes, although they were all home-cooked dishes, but they were full of heart.

Sun Shengyin helped Uncle Orion add firewood and chatted, and Tang Sanqing stayed next to Xiaoyunduo to watch her stay in her own world and play.

Without a mother at such a young age, Uncle Orion had to go hunting in the mountains every day, and sometimes when the weather was bad, it would take three or four days to take care of her, thanks to the kindness and enthusiasm of the neighbors.

Tang Sanqing looked at the little cloud immersed in her own world, she didn't care about anything around her, she didn't play anything, just stared blankly at a spider with colored spots on the table that was locked in a small cage.

Although this spider looks much brighter than ordinary black spiders, it is also larger than ordinary spiders, and it looks a little scary, but Xiao Yunduo likes it very much.

Perhaps the world seen by children is different from the world seen by adults.

When the uncle was there, Tang Sanqing gave full play to his talent for playing games like wooden people, and played a beautiful rag doll perfectly, and Uncle Orion was convinced.

After all, for ordinary people, palm-sized villains can only exist in legends, how can reality appear?

After three rounds of wine, Uncle Orion began to drink, although the villagers' own grain and wine were not high, but they couldn't bear the uncle's happiness, and they drank energetically.

Sun Shengyin was a little excited, he hadn't started to persuade him to drink, and before he started to work hard, who knew that he began to get drunk and faint.

You must know that he is a frequent visitor to a famous tavern in Gongzhou City, and in terms of his amount of alcohol, there is not much more than he can drink in the entire Gongzhou City.

The drunken uncle didn't have any other bad habits, but he obviously talked a lot.

It looks like I don't usually chat with some brothers and friends, so when I get drunk, the words I have accumulated on weekdays are poured out like beans in a bucket.

Although Sun Shengyin of the province went to talk about it, there was really no useful information at all.

What did the deceased wife once say and her last wishes, what Zhang's sister-in-law wanted to introduce him to a new blind date, what little cloud spider would sneak out to scare others, and so on......

In such a way, he has to spend patience to be his listener, and Sun Shengyin is a little impatient.

Tang Sanqing listened very carefully, in her eyes, Uncle Orion was a person who worked hard to live, and such a person was worthy of respect.

Before leaving the Imperial City, she never thought that life would have so many colors, colorful, and the color of everyone's life is different.

I also understand that everyone's life trajectory is different, and the origin determines the starting point, not the end.

What kind of life to go out of and what kind of color to paint is up to you.

Along the way, everyone she met was attracting her with the brilliance of their own lives.

Suddenly, Orion stammered with a big tongue and asked:

"You, the little puppet on your shoulder is quite realistic, and you've been staring at me......"

Staring at him with his eyes suddenly wide, Tang Sanqing's back straightened, and fine and dense sweat involuntarily broke out on his back......

At the same time, eight hundred years later, in the "Water Curtain Cave" of Baihuling, in a dark and deep cave, Zhu Yu was in a daze, and the previous illusion appeared in his mind......

[Looking at the slender back of the girl in front of her, the breeze blew through the wide hem of the school uniform of Zhennan High School, which made the girl very weak. I couldn't see her face, only the wind blowing her hair, and her snow-white delicate ears looming in the jet-black hair.

Quietly following Zhuang Xun, Zhuyu's mood was nervous, uneasy, guilty, excited, and curious...... Everything, it's like a hodgepodge, messy.

Seeing Zhuang Xun's back from the campus today, somehow, he embarked on a completely different path from going home, although he knew that this was wrong, ethics and morality told him to stop, but the other villain in his heart was desperately pulling him, following the girl who made him abnormal.

Zhuang Xun is a very quiet girl, so quiet that her sense of presence is very low, so she walks through the hurried and bustling crowd, and no one has paid attention to her. She also kept walking forward without squinting, the lights on the road were bright, none of the lively activities attracted her, she never stopped for anything, and her side was like a circular barrier with a diameter of one meter, separating the whole world and herself.

Silently looking at her back, why did Zhuyu feel more and more sad.

Suddenly she stopped, Zhuyu cautiously, even hiding in the crowd did not dare to breathe loudly, staring at her carefully, it turned out that she was attracted by the huge LED screen outside the high-rise building.

"A battle that has attracted worldwide attention in the Go world, Jiudan Master Zhuang and Zhan Xusong, who is strong and who is weak, the ending has been revealed"

"It's been eight years since the last time the two masters played each other, and today Zhan Xusong still defeated Zhuang Zhuang by an overwhelming margin."

……

The bright big characters on the screen are matched with the host's subdued tone and passionate commentary, which makes it difficult for people not to pay attention.

He had never been interested in such a nerve-wracking thing, he didn't even understand the rules of Go, and he felt that his head was big when he looked at it, and he had the impression that Go was probably a tool for the elderly to pass the time together.

Zhuang Xun stopped, just a few seconds, and set off again, it seemed that she was really just attracted by the news, but her steps became slightly messy, and she accidentally bumped into a junior high school student pushing a bicycle, and even noticed the red light in the middle of the road, fortunately, there are not many cars now.

Zhuyu looked at her worriedly from behind.

Since seeing the news, Zhuang Xun has become abnormal, remembering the cracked Go piece that he picked up her earlier, he guessed that maybe Zhuang Xun liked one of the two masters very much.

Zhuyu did not follow her to the door, but left halfway.

In a courtyard that looked quite ancient, in front of the vermilion wooden gate, stood a girl in a wide school uniform, and the evening wind was more violent than usual, and the girl's school uniform was wantonly invaded by the wind and inflated like a balloon. You can see a small goosebump on the skin of her exposed white neck, but she is standing outside the door hesitating, rubbing the hem of her school uniform with her hands restlessly.

After a long time, she finally made up her mind and pushed open the slightly old vermilion door.

On the door beam, a delicate plaque is flat with the words "Zhuangfu", which is glittering with gold.

The decoration of the courtyard is very noble and elegant, but everything is a little old.

"Ah Xun, you're back." A woman dressed very elegantly and generously, her long hair was combed into a bun, with a jade needle inserted on it, her eyebrows were very similar to Zhuang Xun's cold eyes.

"Yes, Mom." Zhuang Xun looked at the many messy pieces of tea set on the tray in her hand, and her eyes became even grayer.

Noticing her daughter's gaze staring at her hand, Qin Ya smiled faintly, gentle like the spring wind, which made people's hearts warm at a glance.

"Grandpa isn't in a good mood today, but it's okay, you can go back to your room and do your homework first." Qin Ya said softly......]