Even if the camel was secretly watched, there was no intention of shutting up and not continuing to sing, those guys, you look at me, I look at you, at first just peeking, and slowly boldly came together and began to whisper: "Is it the eagle or the camel that sings?"

"Or is there someone outside the world who deliberately doesn't show up?"

"Or is that camel already spermatological?"

"Mom, tell the officer, will it eat people?"

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Shui Mo listened to the discussion of the guys on the side of the road, and his little heart began to flutter violently, why are human beings so superficial, they want to eat people at every turn, how delicious are those people? Don't you look at the camel and the next person it two can eat?

The camel didn't care about the men's discussions, but walked slowly, humming songs, as if he was strolling around the street with ink, his little eyes not squinting, and his tail was still shaking comfortably and gently.

"Hey, you see that eagle is good, if you don't catch it and roast it, it will taste good." I don't know who would have made such a proposal when they saw the ink, and then several people came to an agreement, and they began to pick up sticks or brooms as weapons and slowly approached the camels.

Ink stared at those people with wide eyes, how can it be said that it is also the overlord of the sky, how can it become the meat that those stupid forks want to roast and eat when it arrives in Kyoto? It flapped its wings and flew up, looking down at the fellows from a distance higher than the roof.

The camel looked up at the ink and finally stopped singing, but his good mood was interrupted by the stupid fellows, who rolled his eyes and did not stop.

"Hey, you see that camel rolling its eyes at us, uncle, it's not a small temper, it's not bad to catch it and use it as a cow, anyway, it's a wild camel without an owner." Someone else began to come up with bad ideas, but this time no one agreed, because the camels were bigger and taller than the horses.

Besides, this kind of creature is usually an item attacked by Fanbang, but it is not something that ordinary people can have, so they don't want to cause trouble.

Just when a few people were hesitating, Shi Jin came over in a carriage with Qingqing, who was dressed as a scholar, and Qingqing was driving in front of him and saw a camel and a group of guys holding things in a stalemate.

Qing Yu threw a whip and the horse sped up, and after a while, he came closer, and when Shui Mo saw Qing Qing, tears in his eyes flew down and landed on her shoulder, leaning his head on Qing Qing's ear: "They are going to roast me to eat, you won't be able to see me later, woo woo." ”

Qingqing turned his head to look at the ink, and couldn't help frowning at those guys: "You guys are so bold!" What do you want to do? Qingqing stood on the wheel of the carriage and pointed his whip at the fellows.

"What are you doing as a scholar? Do you know who the big proprietor of our store is? Saying it scares you to death! "A guy is very energetic, and his momentum is not weaker than Qingqing.

Qingqing couldn't help but laugh, these days the guys have learned to fight people, no wonder Shi Jin wants to rebel, don't think that these good shops in the market must be a cover for the big officials in the court to scrape their financial resources outside.

"It doesn't matter if your big boss is a cat or a dog, if you dare to be disrespectful to my eagle and camel, you will be disrespectful to my master, so you can wait for bad luck." Qingqing raised his head and looked down at those people.

She thought about it, if they wanted to ask who the master was, she would say that the worst person was a good official, and he was full of evil anyway, and he didn't care about the accusations of bullying multiple scholars.