Porcelain(3)
"Is the blood fake?" The man shouted, and then cried, "You bastards, not only have you killed my daughter, but you have also said such insulting things, you will not die well!" ”
Zichen didn't bother over there, and quickly pricked the woman lying on the ground with one hand with a needle, and the woman, who was supposed to be dead, actually coughed and woke up.
The scene was a little quiet for a while, and then, like water dripping in the oil pan, it exploded suddenly.
"Awake?"
"Woke up?"
"Not dead?"
"That's right! Actually cheated to death? ”
"It's so damnful!"
The people around them made a big fuss one by one, and all kinds of contempt and scolding words came overwhelmingly.
If it's really a dead person, how can they wake up?
The man was not allowed to explain, and the various scoldings of the people around him made the man leave in disgrace, and the woman who had died of breath also turned over and left quickly and neatly, where was there still a little sign of emaciation and serious illness?
The people around sighed, some apologized for their previous words, some scolded a few words, and dispersed!
Soon, calm returned to the originally lively street, leaving only Zichen and a few people.
Nishiki looked indignant! Yuan Ye's eyes were full of anger, Huang Yan and Yang Zheng's faces were not very good-looking, if it weren't for Zichen's obstruction, presumably these people would not have let the man and woman leave.
Lan Xiao, on the other hand, stood aside, with a pair of big eyes that were a little confused, and a little as if he understood or not, but from the beginning, he didn't say much, but quietly observed, and walked out of the quiet valley in the past two days, he had also seen all kinds of people, which completely overturned his previous thoughts, and naturally knew that many things, just looking at the surface, would not work.
If he had seen the woman's pitiful fate before, he would have felt sympathy, but this time, instead of speaking, he kept wondering what was wrong with this matter.
Sure enough, the society is too complicated, and he seems to understand whether he understands it or not, but he gradually understands that when walking in society, you must be wary and don't trust others too casually.
Zichen didn't say much about the indignation of Ximu and the others, just smiled, and walked ahead, the destination had no direction, and it seemed that he was going with his heart.
The road became more and more deviant, passing through sparsely populated streets, through narrow and shady alleys, and where they now walked was like a deserted and dangerous place.
The wind blew in gusts, adding to the danger.
"Childe, where are we going?" Ximu and the others were curious, at first, they all thought that Childe was wandering around casually and walked in no order, but when they got to the back, they walked more and more remotely, but Childe never had the idea of turning back, and they understood that Childe's journey was purposeful.
"It's coming soon!" Zichen smiled faintly, still walking ahead.
Soon, I heard a scolding voice, probably far away, the voice was a little small, but I could hear a little familiar question from it.
Ximu and the others looked at each other, and their steps were getting faster and faster, although their hearts were curious and impatient, but Zichen was walking leisurely in front, and they also walked slowly, following behind.
The closer they walked, the clearer the voice became, and the familiar voice made them remember,