The rain has stopped.

The bluestone road is very clean, the sun shines through the leaves of the pomegranate trees, and the air is moist and fresh.

The little pink unicorn on the satchel continued to shake with Jiang You's steps, walked out of the yard, walked out of the cultural street, and walked a few hundred meters west through an intersection, and there was a Carrefour supermarket.

When Jiang You walked into the door of the supermarket, a man and a woman walked to Wenfeng Road.

The woman looked to be twenty-five or sixteen years old, very thin, wearing a small gray-blue suspender, extremely short denim hot pants underneath, and her legs were thin and long.

She held her phone in her hand, and the screen showed a map-like interface with a small red dot flashing on it.

Her name is Lei Yao, and the man in the gray short-sleeved shirt next to her is called Zhu Yigang, and she is from the same company.

They walked in front of the courtyard of the insect house, and after walking forward twenty or thirty meters, the woman stopped.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yigang asked.

"The target is gone." The red dot on the screen is gone.

Lei Yao pondered for a moment, "Master Luo disappeared nearby, there is indeed a problem in this area," she turned around and strode forward, "Go to Liuming Hospital." ”

Zhu Yigang followed behind her.

Jiang You pushed a cart and shuttled through the shelves.

He whispered as he kept throwing things into the cart.

"Do you want to eat potato chips? Cucumber flavor is very good, barbecue flavor and black pepper flavor also come to a pack, little boss seaweed, I didn't see it last time, come to two packs, you want beer, right, what brand do you want, come to six cans, Brazilian pine nuts, this crab cucumber seed kernel looks good, and this green bean, do you want anything else, pistachio a little, you can cook vegetables, right, don't deny it, just now you said that you will make spicy tang and small balls, eat light at night, cook some porridge, take some bean curd pickles and dried radish, well, what cuisine are you good at," Jiang Youtu's voice suddenly became louder, "Hey, help me get four pig's feet, yes, if you want to cut them, help me cut them into pieces." ”

Yang Xuan among the unicorns tried to cover her ears.

Could it be that my fans are all such dead fat nerds?

Jiang You pinched the unicorn, "Buy some fruit, bring a watermelon back?" Do you eat lychees? Let's do it. What about mangosteen? I like to eat mangosteen. ”

When passing by the dairy section, he took five large cartons of milk and a bucket of yogurt.

In the end, Jiang You pushed a shopping cart full of things to the cash register.

At the checkout, Jiang You asked for five large plastic bags.

After putting the cart back, he walked out with three bags in his left hand and two bags in his right hand.

The sunset clouds the sky.

"Do you usually buy so much?" Yang Xuan couldn't help but ask.

"No, there was no kitchen before, and the refrigerator was small," Jiang You walked back slowly, "Do you still want to go anywhere?" ”

"I want to go back." Yang Xuan's mood suddenly fell, "I want to go back to my body, I want to go back to the dormitory." ”

"I'll be able to go back tomorrow."

"You can help me get back, won't you?"

"No, I'm not familiar with this piece."

"That's right."

Yang Xuan was silent.

Jiang You also stopped talking.

Soon, he walked back to the worm house, he went to the kitchen first, put milk and other things that needed to be refrigerated, and then he released Yang Xuan.

The transparent spider silk automatically wraps around the wrist.

He put the trotters on the counter, "I'll leave this to you." ”

He turned around and found Yang Xuan squatting on the ground.

He walked over and crouched down as well, "Why are you unhappy?" Wasn't it okay just now? ”

"Why me, why are everyone else okay."

"Because you're the chosen one?" Jiang You was joking, but found that Yang Xuan was crying.

"Don't cry."

Yang Xuan sat down against the wall, her hands on her knees, and she buried her head in it.

Sobbing.

Jiang You sat down beside her, "You haven't cried on stage." ”

"Me, if I wake up early, maybe I can continue filming tomorrow."

"It's not something you can control."

"But everyone's efforts are meaningless?"

"A lot of people like you, the noodle restaurant next door to me, the couple like your group very much." Jiang You stood up, opened the refrigerator, took two cans of beer, and walked back to Yang Xuan and sat down.

He touched Yang Xuan's shoulder and handed him the beer, then he pulled the pull ring and took a sip, "Your group could have lasted two years." ”

"Why?"

"What I said is ugly, don't be angry, now these girl groups have similar business capabilities, I can only say that they can be seen, they are consuming the fans' love for you, of course, everyone is willing, spending money, letting you be a spokesperson, letting you go to a certain variety show, a certain drama or something, it is the realistic version of crowdfunding to raise a daughter, if you are happy, we will be happy. But that's about it. After two years, the 12 of you are not an economic company, there are high and low, and there are people who want to fall in love, get married, and continue to study, right? ”

Yang Xuan took a sip of beer, "Shouldn't you encourage me?" ”

"Well, come on, come, laugh and see, make a puffer fish face again?"

"My fans are like you, no wonder I'm not hot."

"Nonsense, you're still on the hot search."

"It was capsizing, and it was my own bad luck." Yang Xuan shouted.

"Okay, okay, it's your personal effort, okay, get up," Jiang You stood up, "Come and make the pig's trotters, replenish collagen or something, don't lose weight, then there is no personal characteristics, no memory." ”

"If I eat it now, will I get fat physically?"

"I can't say for sure."

Yang Xuan took another sip of wine, and she stood up, "What are you going to do??" ”

"You can do it."

Yang Xuan walked to the table, she untied the plastic bag containing the pig's trotters, and then she asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Jiang You, the people's policeman, the kind who has no salary and establishment," Jiang You nodded as he spoke, "The owner of the postcard shop, you still owe me two hundred yuan." ”

"Is that all?"

"What else can I do, I'm going to dig the rice, you hurry."

Yang Xuan poured the pig's trotters into the porcelain bowl and rinsed them under the faucet.

Tang Butian stood on the steps of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Jinguang Temple.

A young monk in a gray monk's robe came from a distance, he walked up the steps, folded his hands, and bowed slightly, "Miss Tang." ”

Tang Butian returned the salute, "Master Hongzhen." ”

Then she said, "It's not reasonable for a ghost to appear in Wenfeng Park." ”

"The little monk will walk by the lake once a day, and today's rainstorm may be ......"

"The boat capsized, and there were remnants of spiritual power fluctuations."

Master Hongzhen smiled bitterly.

"I need an explanation, an explanation written on my work report."

"Miss Tang, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation."

"Okay."

Master Hongzhen glanced at the wooden knife and umbrella in Tang Butian's hand, "I wonder if Miss Tang knows a person on Cultural Street?" ”

"Who?"

"Jiang You."

"What's wrong with him?"

"The little monk thinks he's a little weird."

"He's one of my subordinates, Tekko."