The street is already a world of silver makeup and a world of jade.

Except for the shops that are still wide open, there are very few merchants who walk the streets and alleys to carry the burden.

There was a strong man wearing a hat on his head, a robe, a bench on his shoulders, a thick grinding stone and a box tied to both ends, and walking slowly with a string of iron pieces in his hand, while shouting: "Sharpen scissors!" A knife to shave your head! Sharpen your kitchen knife! Wash the copper mirror! ”

Zhang Po stood at the door of the incense candle paper horse shop and beckoned to him: "I have two copper mirrors, and the faint flowers are dim, you come and help me wash my life." ”

The strong man put down the bench, took the mirror and rode on the stool, took out the mercury and tin powder from the box, Zhang Po disliked the dust, and was not allowed to enter the store, only washed the mirror on the street, and after a while, he became a snowman.

Yan Dixia looked at him for a long time, then suddenly closed the door and bolted, turned around and walked towards the hall.

Xiao Yun was inexplicable, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing when you come back, hurry up." ”

Yan Dixia said: "That demon is still lingering nearby, wanting to wait for the opportunity to move, since this disaster was born by me, it should also be ended by me, and it will not involve you." ”

Xiao Yun sneered: "As long as you leave, we will have no trouble." ”

Yan Dixia cheeked: "I am seriously injured, I will definitely die if I go out at this time, and I will definitely leave when I recover." ”

Xiao Yun simply laughed angrily, he pulled Sister Rong'er: "You said you want to keep this shameless man, you say you want to stay, you say don't, let him die!" ”

Sister Rong looked at Yan Dixia, her eyes were shining, and she pursed her mouth silently.

Yan Dixia felt weak in his heart, he was only fourteen years old, and he had a long way to go to kill demons, and he didn't want to die at all.

Coughed his throat: "Sister Rong'er......" There is no demon to call smoothly: "I am also very good at portraits, draw a picture for you to be a companion!" "The demon smuletan he drew is not covered.

"Okay." Sister Rong looked very happy: "Brother Yan painted a portrait of me." He stretched out his little hand and asked him to take it.

Yan Indixia pulled her hands into her sleeves and held hands with this big demon....... He couldn't hold back and shuddered.

Shen Qishan came out of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and as soon as he arrived at the Mansion and dismounted, he saw that his close retinue Fu'an had been guarding the second gate for a long time, his face was cold and pale, and he saw that he was busy: "The eldest master is in the study, and he is losing his temper with his aunts." ”

Shen Qishan didn't care, but said lightly: "He lost his temper at his aunt and did my business!" ”

Fu'an lowered his teeth: "He didn't lose his temper at his own aunt, but at his aunt." ”

Shen Qishan was slightly stunned, and then sneered: "He is quite good at overstepping, why didn't I find out before!" ”

Angry and heavy through the garden, a little closer to the study, the boy in front of the door saw that he came to ask for a report, that is, he was stopped.

He walked to the scarlet felt curtain and stopped, only to hear Shen Yuheng say in a stern tone: "Since you are a woman in the back house, you should stay in a corner and keep your own knowledge in general, who gave the audacity and courage to dare to be obsessed all the way to the third master, Zhao is you?" ”

Aunt Zhao cried: "Master Mingjian, this is the injustice of Dou E Feixue in June, since I came back from Jiangnan, I have never even seen the face of the third master once, let alone have the courage to stop him from going to court!" ”

I heard Shen Yuheng say again: "Since it's not you, but the two of you?" ”

I don't know what should be wronged.

I heard Shen Yuheng say again: "Isn't it you, who else?" If you don't admit it again, you will be punished together. ”

Shen Qishan opened the curtain and entered, and sneered: "How is the eldest brother going to punish them?" ”

This is exactly what it is: every man sweeps the snow in front of the eaves, and does not care about the frost on the houses of others.

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