Qing Luo's eyes froze, and then a tall and straight figure appeared in the field of vision.

The other party carried a rather large basket on his back, and in this way, his back was still straight when he walked, like a ......

Qingluo's slender index finger tapped lightly on the kettle, and the subtle sound was muffled by the sound of the wheel.

Like a sharp sword that is not completely sheathed, and like an ancient knife, thick and sharp, once out of the sheath, it is sharp!

In an instant, those dark and bright eyes seemed to sense it, and the sharp eye wind swept in, and suddenly met Qingluo's clear and equally divine eyes.

Qingluo's gentle breath froze slightly in the other party's penetrating and deep gaze.

Butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Qingluo slowly moved his eyes away.

The ox cart was driving slowly, and the speed of the other party's walking was also at a constant speed, not far and not close to the side of the ox cart behind him, his eyes were still staring at Qingluo.

Qingluo's eyebrows were slightly tufted, and he hummed lightly in his heart: This person is a little frivolous.

At the same time, the other party's face was so unwavering, but his eyes seemed to be looking at himself with a persistent look.

The other party must have prey on his back basket, and a long knife hung from his waist.

How do you feel the other party's eyes, and inexplicably feel that you have become a prey......?

Thinking like this, Qingluo's calm heart rippled a little, and the gaze that was about to be withdrawn skimmed the other party's face.

Handsome, magnificent, looks extremely young, but his aura is calm.

His gaze scanned his surroundings quietly, but his steps were always fast and steady, and he was a calm man.

But maybe it's my own guess that I'm wrong......

Otherwise, why was he still looking at himself?

This is no longer frivolous, but frivolous!

Qingluo was slightly angry in his heart, his five fingers were clasped on the car board, and he slowly moved his body and turned sideways.

But the side cheek is a little hot, and you don't have to think about it to know that that gaze still hasn't been withdrawn!

Qingluo's face was silent, but he was even more annoyed in his heart, and endured it for a few more minutes.

The ox cart moved again, and the other party was also walking.

Qingluo looked up suddenly, and at this moment, the ox cart was bumped.

Lucky, Qingluo just straightened his body, and if he didn't pay attention, his thin body shook and his head was dizzy.

In a trance, it seemed that the person's unwavering expression became anxious.

But her body shook, and the other party's figure shook in her gaze, and Qingluo thought it was her own illusion.

It was just a bump, and the ox cart quickly stabilized again, and Qingluo quickly stabilized his body.

She hurriedly raised her eyes and saw that the other party was still following the carriage at a uniform speed.

His gaze swept down, and his steps were still large, fast and steady.

Sure enough, it was my own delusion.

Qingluo came to the conclusion in his heart, and after such a mistake, the other party finally withdrew his gaze.

Qingluo didn't glare back viciously as he had just planned to warn the other party.

Even when I saw the other party's slightly cold and sharp side face, I was a little uncertain.

Could it be that the other party just now was not looking at himself, but at the side of the road.

Or is it that the other party is hunting professionally and is on the road, and there are too many people around, so he is naturally vigilant?

In the midst of cranky thoughts, the rest of the road was calm, and the bright light poured out on the earth.

At the entrance of Baiyun Town, at the south intersection is a gateway that is enough for two carriages to pass together.

On the left side of the portal, there is a half-human-high, gray-white stone pillar, carved with three large characters: Baiyun Town.

At this time, people come and go, and occasionally ox carts drive in.

The carriage that Qingluo was riding stopped in front of the gate of Baiyun Town.

Qingluo jumped out of the car, carried the basket, and walked forward.

As he was about to pass through the portal, his feet paused slightly, and he looked at it in surprise.

The distance between the man and the man was the same as when she was in the ox cart and when he was on the road.

There is an endless flow of people between the two of them, but through the gaps between people.

Qingluo is walking, and Gu Jingzhi is following.

But it doesn't seem to be deliberate.

Qingluo no longer deliberately looked back.

Gu Jingzhi did not deliberately look at the situation in front of him through the endless crowd.

The two have not been scattered in the flow of people, nor have they broken through the barrier of the crowd to get close to each other.

Everything seems to be a coincidence, and it seems to be deliberate, but it is quiet.

Qingluo made up his mind not to wait and see the people behind, so he really didn't care about it.

Of course, the basic vigilance has not been relaxed, although the other party is handsome, and seems to be upright.

His eyes were cold and clear.

But bad guys don't just write in their heads that they're bad guys.

Therefore, Qingluo's vigilance is very high.

But after all, in such a lively market, she still didn't pay too much attention to it.

When I arrived at the first destination, I thought of the next series of copper plates and silver coins to be purchased, and then to be spent like flowing water.

Qingluo's heart throbbed for a while, and suddenly all the feelings and thoughts dissipated, and they were empty.

You have to buy everything you need, and then you have to make money, make a fortune and become well-off!

What a beautiful man, what a good figure, eight pieces, handsome ...... Don't bother yourself!

Hey, there's something strange mixed in......

At the first stop, Qingluo couldn't help but regret a little when he looked at the crowded cloth village, was the first purpose wrong?

She is not familiar with Baiyun Town, and although it is said that this piece of ten miles and eight towns is not very rich.

But when necessary, people's purchasing power is still not small.

So Qingluo still squeezed in, who is afraid of whom, she is a woman who has experienced the Spring Festival!

When the hypermarket is on sale, people are crowded, people push people, and the aunt and uncle are full of anger and shouting, she has also experienced it!

Although in the end it was squeezed behind the crowd.

But she's been there, too!

The space of the cloth village is not small, and there are different wooden counters inside.

The number of people standing in front of the counter is different, and the dress is slightly different.

Qingluo intentionally, or slightly avoided the counter with the largest crowd, and squeezed all the way to the front by dressing up slightly better, less rude than the constant pushing.

This is a counter that sells fine cotton.

Qing Luo suddenly calmed down, this is one of the things on his shopping list.

To make a wrap and a bandeau, this fit has to be made of fine cotton.

One foot of fine cotton is forty-five wen, Qingluo simply pulled three hundred wen, and if it is more, you can make another bandeau.

The cotton is white, also because it is not dyed in other bright colors, otherwise the price will be more expensive.

There are still a lot of supplies to buy later, and Qingluo still controls the outflow.

In addition, there are cotton and linen, cotton cloth, and Qingluo each came a few feet.

The total amount of fabric alone was nearly 800 wen, and this is not over, so I carefully selected and bought the fabric for the futon.

This is azure, mixed with some linen, to be more wear-resistant, not as soft as cotton linen.

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