Hua Rong looked in the direction pointed by the shopkeeper, gray and misty, and couldn't see what was going on, "Does he still live there?" What is your name? Hua Rong picked up the wrapped painting in his hand and thought about going to visit one or two.

The shopkeeper's face was a little weird, and finally he said with emotion: "He." Thin and thin, he doesn't like to talk on weekdays, he knows how to draw all day long, and we people don't know what his name is, and the thin man is called that on weekdays, by the way, in the late autumn of the previous year, he starved to death in the thatched hut where he lived..."In the end, as if to affirm the ending of such a story, "Hmm... Starved to death. ”

Hua Rong trembled suddenly, and asked in a daze: "Hungry to death?" How could they starve to death? ”

The shopkeeper laughed out loud, "The girl is born rich, how can she know how that kind of person can starve to death?" This sentence seemed to say to Hua Rong and to himself, and then waved his hand as if explaining, "Anyway, I'm starving... It's all bad fate...", and walked into the long table, stretched, yawned, and seemed to be about to fall asleep again.

Hua Rong was relieved, and didn't ask any more, although she still felt a little sorry, and was about to leave with Hua Lu. Suddenly, the shopkeeper suddenly said inexplicably: "If the girl is fine, you can go to Mobaoxuan in the east, as well as the Broken Jade Pavilion and the case shop to have a look, I don't know if I can still find that guy's painting."

"Huh?" Hua Rong looked back at the sleepy shop behind the high long table in surprise, and had some questions ready to ask, as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw that the shop fell asleep directly, and from time to time there were a few snoring, Hua Rong could only give up, said thank you, and led Hua Lu away.

After Hua Rong left, the snoring in the shop stopped abruptly, and the shopkeeper opened his eyes soberly, got up and walked to the door, looked in the direction of the diagonal west, and sighed.

Skinny... Your painting has also been appreciated, although it is a girl's family, but that girl has seen the world...

......

After two or three teas, it was also the appointed time, Hua Yu got up and urged Xiang Ziyu to leave, "Huainan, it's time, it's time to go." Don't miss the appointed time. ”

"Wait." Xiang Ziyu has been drinking tea absentmindedly, the tea has already cooled thoroughly, but his eyes are staring directly at the painting shop opposite downstairs, "Wait until I finish drinking this tea." As if he had made up his mind, he added.

Hua Yu said helplessly: "You have been drinking this tea for half an hour." What are you waiting for? Hurry up, it's not good to go late. After all, we ask for help. As he spoke, he approached Xiang Ziyu's side, and looked in his direction, the street where pedestrians walked in twos and threes was more lively than the empty one just now.

Xiang Ziyu was startled, the teacup in his hand almost fell down, and he pretended to be angry and glared at Hua Yu, "What are you doing?" So sudden approach? ”

Hua Yu smiled, "You have to drink tea there to let you leave, but you don't look like you're drinking tea, but like waiting for someone, don't I see who you're waiting for." ”

Xiang Ziyu blushed slightly as if his mind had been exposed, and denied angrily: "Who said I waited for someone?!" Who can you wait for here? I just thought about drinking this tea and not wasting it. ”

Hua Yu burst out laughing, "Okay... Even if you're right, there's only one bite left, and you'd better drink it quickly, there's no time. ”

Xiang Ziyu frowned, sighed regretfully, and drank all the remaining tea in one gulp, "Hey..." Then he pushed Hua Yu resentfully, "Come on, drink it, let's go, I really don't know what you're anxious about?" It is said that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you look at you, that is. ”

Hua Yu couldn't say anything, and he didn't bother to talk about Xiang Ziyu, so he grabbed his arm, picked up the two umbrellas next to the chair, and pulled him downstairs, "No matter what, hurry up, when you get to that place, the time is almost up." ”

Xiang Ziyu let out an awkward "oh", reluctantly glanced back, and then left downstairs with Hua Yu.

Out of the teahouse, the two walked side by side, the sky became more and more gloomy, as if brewing an unprecedented heavy rain, people also seemed to perceive, the street suddenly more people, hurrying, probably thinking about rushing home.

Xiang Ziyu looked back from time to time, and Hua Yu on the side couldn't help but say, "What are you looking at?" In the end..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Xiang Ziyu cheering and patting him on the shoulder, "That, you go first, I'll be there in a while." As he spoke, he took out an oil-paper umbrella from Hua Yu's hand and walked in the opposite direction, his gaze fixed on a crescent moon white, like the only bright color in this gloomy sky.

"Hey! No! Hua Yu was shocked, and hurriedly turned around and reached out to grab Xiang Ziyu, who knew that Xiang Ziyu's kid ran very fast, as if he saw his sweetheart, turned his head, and the person had already run a long way.

Hua Yu hurriedly shouted, "Hey! Where are you going?! Time's up! We have to get over?! No, where the hell are you going? The streets were crowded, and I could only see Xiang Ziyu's high bulging hair from a distance.

Hua Yu was about to chase after him, when he heard Xiang Ziyu's response from afar: "You go first, stabilize the situation, I'll be there in a while, I'll be there in a while!" Hua Yu looked at Xiang Ziyu who was drowning in the sea of people, sighed, and turned to leave.

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Hua Lu followed closely behind Hua Rong, looked up at the sky, and said worriedly: "Miss, look at the rain is about to fall this day, it is estimated that this rain is not small."

Hua Rong glanced at the gloomy sky when she heard this, compared to the dark clouds hanging high in the morning at this time, the dark clouds seemed to be more and more, piled up together, and almost close at hand.

"Then let's hurry up, that Mo Baoxuan seems to be not far from here, but we are not afraid of rain, don't we bring an umbrella?"

"That's right, but, miss, the slave always feels that the sky is gloomy and unspeakably uncomfortable."

"Maybe Chang'an's rainy days are like this..."Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of "tick tick", the bean-sized water droplets rolled down from the sky one by two, Hua Rong subconsciously reached out to catch it, and the water droplets hit the palm of his hand and turned into a small pool, "The rain in Chang'an is much bigger than that in Jiangnan... And the force of the fall is also great..."

As soon as the words fell, the ticking sound that had just sounded a few times suddenly turned into a loud sound, and the downpour poured down, mercilessly sweeping the world, and the bustling streets were suddenly unblocked, not to mention people, not even a person who could breathe.

Hua Lu hurriedly opened the umbrella and couldn't help complaining: "Not only is it big, but it also goes down fast!" The oil-paper umbrella painted in ink is opened to cover the heads of Hua Lu and Hua Rong, and the oil-paper umbrella is large, just enough for two people to use. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "Soul Crossing Spirit Claw Book House" for free for the first time.