The proprietress rushed over and blocked the door

Chang Qianfo's elbow turned outward and hit the shoulder of the proprietress, and the proprietress tilted her body and fell to the side with an unbalance.

The owner of the noodle shop who rushed over hurriedly reached out and grabbed the proprietress with him: "Baoling, are you okay?" Chang Qianfo and the two of them, who had run out of the gate, jumped to their feet and shouted: "Monkey cub, see if I don't catch you!" ”

After picking it up, a large iron pot chased it out.

The proprietress rushed back to the store, grabbed a big broom from the corner, strode out, and shouted, "Boss, wait for me." ”

The boss was anxious: "What are you doing here?" Why don't you go back and look at the store? ”

The proprietress said roughly: "Look at the fart shop." Look at you as weak as a man, who is the opponent of a young man...... Phew! is shameless at a young age, Bai Chang is so handsome. ”

Mu Dianke laughed out loud.

Chang Qianfo saw her laugh, and also laughed, and said: "I've grown so big, it's the first time I've heard others praise me for being handsome, don't say it, it's quite useful." ”

Mu Dianke couldn't help laughing more and more: "I've also grown so big, it's the first time I've heard someone take something out of context like this." ”

Two ordinary people who don't know martial arts carry brooms to chase after martial arts masters, and the results can be imagined.

Soon the conversation between the boss and the boss behind him was inaudible.

Chang Qianfo took Mu Dianke's hand and ran all the way. Run through the wide streets, run through the narrow alleys, run over the stone arch bridge over the creek...... Ran until the rain stopped, and the two people were still running.

After the rain, the damp wind lifted the corners of Chang Qianfo's robe, and the hem of Mu Dianke's skirt, tangled together in the air. Like a silver wave, there are green leaves floating on them, the colors are shining, and the wind is blowing.

Chang Qianfo looked back at Mu Dian ridiculously while running.

Mu Dianke was also laughing, and his cheeks were sunk into a deep laugh, like nectar, like alcohol. A smile flowed from the depths of the eyes, dispelling the swirling pool of smoke, and the pupils were clear, black and white, bright as if they were glowing.

Chang Qianfo's soul was trapped in her glowing eyes.

He never knew that Mu Dian could laugh like this. At the banquet in Dingfeng Building that day, he saw her standing next to Jin Yanchen, with low eyebrows and a light smile, obviously so moving, but he always felt that her smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

It turned out not to be an illusion.

Running up a stone bridge, they finally stopped. Mu Dianke bent over the railing on the bridge deck and laughed breathlessly: "You... You're so bad. It's the first time I've come... He didn't pay for his meal, and he asked people to chase after him all over the street. ”

Chang Qianfo smiled: "I gave the money." ”

Mu Dianke said: "You are embarrassed to say, I always thought that you were a righteous gentleman." ”

Chang Qianfo said with a smile: "Instead of being a righteous gentleman who is respected by you, I would rather be a small person in the market with a bad image like now." ”

His eyes were burning, and he couldn't hide his eyes full of affection. Mu Dianke blushed and turned his head: "I can't tell you, you are always justified anyway." ”

Chang Qianfo laughed, walked to Mu Dianke's side, and looked into the distance with her. The river meanders like a jade belt at the foot, and time seems to freeze in this situation.

roughly felt that the atmosphere was too silent, so he found a topic to say: "Uncle Chang and Aunt Chang of our family's ferryman are a bit similar to this couple, they always quarrel, but they both value each other very much. I guess life is like this, it's big, noisy, and interesting. ”

Mu Dian was curious: "But it's always noisy, don't you feel tired?" ”

Chang Qianfo smiled: "People think differently. Just like some people like to eat salty, some people like to eat spicy. As long as the people who are in it feel good. ”

Mu Dian can think about it, this is the truth. Turning his head and smiling: "Listening to you, like an old monk who has attained the Tao." ”

She stood against the wind leaning against the railing, the corners of her skirt blown up by the wind, and her clothes fluttering, like a fairy from Ling Bo treading water.

Chang Qianfo looked at her and smiled, her sparkling face, she didn't feel a little stupid, and said in a daze: "If I can really be like a monk and enlighten the Tao, and look down on the affairs of Hongchen, then it will be good." ”

The tone of the words is wrong, and the eyes of Chang Qianfo are not right.

Mu Dianke's face, which had just cooled down, turned red again, and even the roots of his ears were so red that they were hot.

Chang Qianfo looked at her side face for a long time, and asked, "You are by his side, do you feel happy?" ”

Mu Dianke's long straight eyelashes drooped low, and he didn't distinguish the look under his eyes, and said: "I knew that I wanted to marry him when I was two years old, and I only wanted to be with him, and I never thought of betraying him. ”

The light of hope that had just ignited in the eyes of Chang Qianfo suddenly extinguished, like the last star in the dark night suddenly extinguished, leaving only the boundless, dark that wanted to devour people, smiled bitterly, and said: "Always don't give up, you have to listen to you with your own ears to die." ”

Mu Dian could face the wind, his cheeks were blown by the cold wind, the corners of his eyes were sore and swollen, and he lowered his head and did not speak. Suddenly, her back was warm, but Chang Qianfo took off her robe and put it on her, and said softly: "Let's go, the wind is strong on the river, don't get cold." ”

Mu Dianke let out a low "um".

At this time, the rain has stopped, and the willow color on the riverbank is new. The two walked silently along the causeway, without saying a word all the way.

It rained, and the streets were lively. Pedestrians squatting under the porch to avoid the rain have left one after another, coming and going, in a stream.

A group of teenagers in fancy clothes are riding horses on the streets, you chase me, and no one will let anyone. Knock over a long strip of shops on the side of the street.

Walking in front of Chang Qianfo and Mu Dianke, the teenagers suddenly urged the horses to separate on both sides of the street. A line of six people, a column of three people, divided into two columns, together with the whip, the movements are neat and consistent.

I don't know what material the horsewhip is made of, it seems to be soft, and when it is raised, it meets the skylight, refracting a little bit of broken light, which is clearly metallic.

Chang Qianfu instinctively sensed something abnormal. As soon as his eyes sank, he saw three or five imperceptible thin threads floating quickly towards him like drizzling silk.

That's not silk! It's not a drizzle either!

The threads, tied to the whips of the youths, were tough and long, and the threads were straight.

The teenagers were divided into two teams, the left team held the whip with the right hand, and the right team held the whip with the left hand, in a group of two, a total of three groups. As soon as the whip was raised, the thin thread tied to the tip of the whip was tightened, and as the horse moved rapidly, it slashed at the heads, waists, and legs of the two men with the blades of death.

Three groups of fifteen lines firmly lock the space two zhang above the head. Rao is Chang Qianfo no matter how good it is, he can't react in time.

At that moment, his eyes sank, he grabbed Mu Dianke's waist, and quickly fell backwards to the ground. Kicking the ground, he slid forward four or five feet.

Fang was about to get up, and saw that the group of teenagers quickly turned their horses' heads and rushed back, the formation was neat, not chaotic at all, and it looked like they had been specially trained.

During the swing of the long whip, the filaments were danced high and low, forming an impermeable dense net, and the head of the hood was covered over the heads of the two people.