Jin Mu looked at Qingjia gratefully, and said in a low voice: "Emperor Bei, come back to the underworld with us, Di Ting has a token, inside is your golden body, let's go back to the place together."

"It's not that easy."

Qingjia shook his head and looked at the small newsstand, "I haven't finished my business here, and I can't leave yet." ”

"It's this little pavilion, how do you get it, can you open a chain store?"

Wan Buyu's words eased the atmosphere, and all four of them laughed.

Qingjia stood up, his thin body looked a little weak, and he really couldn't imagine that such a feminine man turned out to be the Northern Taiyin Emperor who ruled the entire underworld.

"After the war, my newsstand was really sluggish. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last long. ”

Wan Buyu noticed that in addition to newspapers, all kinds of war magazines were sold in this newsstand.

"That's what you're selling?"

Wan Buyu took a magazine and flipped through it, "It's all reports from the previous battlefield, you wrote it?"

"Exactly."

Qingjia touched every magazine in front of him, and his eyes were full of nostalgia, "I used to do war records and participated in various wars of all sizes, and I wrote these reports into records and classified them into books.

At first, everyone liked it, but after the war, the days of peace passed by, and the pain caused by the war gradually faded, and they gradually lost interest in these magazines. ”

"Haven't you thought about picking up other magazines?"

Wan Buyu read a few pages, it really deserves to be Qingjia's writing, flowing water, and I hate it.

It's just that war is too cruel, and in times of peace, few people will accept it.

"I don't really want to take anything else."

Qingjia and Wan Buyu walked out of the newsstand, turned back to Jin Mu and Lao Gui and said, "You two, help me watch, I and Bu Bu Yu go out for a while." ”

"Order."

Emperor Xudu spoke, and the two could only obediently watch them go away. 97 Chinese

"Listen, what do you say, what are Beidi and the master going back for?"

Jin Mu stood at the door, really wanted to go with him to find out, but was stopped by the old turtle, "I advise you to be well-behaved."

Your doppelganger goes out, let alone the Northern Emperor, the foolish sister can detect it.

They are lifelong mentors and friends, and there will be nothing superfluous, probably, just pure street brushing. ”

The old turtle ignored Jin Mu and began to tidy up the tables and chairs, and then cleaned the newsstand.

Qingjia took Wan Buyu and roamed the streets of the city.

"You still like to wear black clothes so much, you're already thin, aren't you even thinner when you wear black?"

Wan Buyu handed Qingjia a cigarette and lit one himself.

This cigarette is the bag that Qingjia left in Fengdu.

"You've been to a famous mountain."

Qingjia looked at the smoke and smiled, "Sure enough, it's the same time as I expected."

It's okay for me to wear black, my official robe was also black, but it's you, your robe is golden, why are you wearing black now? Look at your hat. ”

Qingjia took off the cap that was not stupid and buckled it on his head.

"I'm afraid the robe is not as convenient as this kind of short-sleeved, I'm still more used to wearing this."

Wan Bu was not stupid with a cigarette in her mouth, even if she was walking aimlessly, but with Qingjia by her side, she felt inexplicably relieved.

"By the way, Qingjia, you are not from this era, why do you want to stay in this place, the newsstand is not good for business, what are you obsessed with?"

After walking for a long time, Wan Buyu remembered to ask about the right thing.

The two stood in front of a teahouse, and Qingjia smiled: "Let's go, go in and listen to the music."

"Eh, it's the nineties, how can there be such a place?"