Ding Qiang didn't know who the fairy Linglong ended up with, he hurriedly came out of the auction house, and traveled unhindered all the way, and after coming out, the original feeling of being watched in his throat disappeared. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This made him, who was about to slip away, feel a little more settled. Along the way, carefully distinguish the before and after along the way, think carefully about what you do, how you can let others define yourself, and what kind of thoughts you will have about yourself.

There is still a lack of information sources, damn it, this world is still in the fog to see the flowers, the moon in the water, and some things are still in the clouds. Whether there is a difference between one's own thinking and the world remains to be examined.

But the most anxious thing at the moment is to get that formation notebook flash person, if you continue to stay here, it is easy to produce the results that you don't want to see the most.

After leaving the auction house and continuing to turn into the alley I had just walked into, there was an urgent matter that had to be handled quickly. With Qi Deyong just now, he found something but couldn't do it, but no one would follow him, and after his own counter-reconnaissance, he should hurry to that place to investigate.

Turning around, I happened to see a family burning "sweet potatoes", and there was a car on the door, and there was a grass sign inserted in it, indicating that this was a small trader. He had just eaten some fruit at the auction house, and his stomach was rumbling.

It's okay, that's it, go in and buy two "sweet potatoes" to quench your hunger.

"Boss, boss?" As soon as he came up, Ding Qiang used his original habit to call people.

The outside of the yard looks very clean inside, only to find that there are "sweet potatoes" piled up everywhere in the shadows, a middle-aged uncle is burning fire with a little girl and a little boy in the yard on the stove built in the open air to roast "sweet potato", the stove is placed on a large round metal bucket, black, and the sweet potato barbecue grill seen before crossing is almost a mold, everything is traced, this is very strange, the two unrelated worlds also have something in common.

His strange name, the family of three looked over, their eyes were stunned, and they didn't understand what Ding Qiang meant at first glance.

The younger boy spoke, "Uncle, we don't have a boss here, our surname is Yang." The milky words made Ding Qiang wake up instantly.

"Brother Yang, I'm a little hungry, come to your house to buy two sweet potatoes to eat, how much do you think?"

The other party still looked at him stunned, giving people the feeling that he was stupid.

It was the little boy who spoke, "We don't sell sweet potatoes, we only sell red treasures." ”

"What, this thing is called a 'red envelope'? I heard you right," Ding Qiang was in a trance for a moment.

Whatever, red envelopes, red envelopes, give me two, I'm hungry.

The little girl got up and skillfully pulled out two red treasures from the stove with tongs, and used a pair of black hands to cushion the clothes made of linen and grapefruit, and handed them to Ding Qiang.

"I'll give you food, big brother, if you don't need money, eat it quickly. ”

The innocent smile of the little girl appeared on her cheeks, her two eyes narrowed into two small crescents, and there was a pair of dimples on her face.

The middle-aged uncle spoke, "Little brother, two is enough, not enough, you go to eat first, we still have to work, if you stain your clothes, it will not be good." ”

Ding Qiang saw that the uncle saw that he was dressed in brocade clothes and should have a good family background, but he didn't ask him for money. Instead, they were afraid that they would accidentally stain his clothes.

I don't know if this world has the kind of villain behavior of eating overlord meals in the past, maybe I was misunderstood by others. Looking at this pair of children, his heart was full of human and calf licking, and he missed his daughter a little.

Not good!

He suddenly came back to his senses, he came in under the pretext of anti-reconnaissance, don't bring unwarranted disasters to the family, especially the two children, he should be tough, and evacuate quickly, otherwise the family will be in big trouble.

Grabbing a handful of copper plates and throwing them to the ground, he walked out briskly while eating.

"This is the money to buy red envelopes, given to you. ”

He originally wanted to catch the gold coins, but then he thought that if he gave the gold coins, it would hurt the family, so he still grabbed the copper plate and threw it on the ground, I don't know if these "red envelopes" are expensive, anyway, so be it, if it is not enough, I will compensate the family later.

"Big brother, we really don't want money, besides, you give too much, big brother ......" The little girl chased after her from behind, only to hear Ding Qiang's repeated voice of "delicious, delicious", where can I catch up with people.

Ding Qiang deliberately chose the way to walk towards the auction, he pretended to be in a hurry to eat, and walked in a panic, coupled with the obvious behavior of road idiots who passed by here just now, he deliberately confused people who might be tracking again.

After walking for a long time, he suddenly pretended to be surprised, looked up and said to himself, "Why did I walk back again?"

He hurriedly turned around and walked back, eating as he went.

Not to mention, the "red envelopes" in this world are much more delicious than the original "sweet potatoes".

When passing by the house just now this time, he saw the little girl from a distance with a bag of bulging things in a straw bag, sitting at the door and looking back and forth, he understood that this might be waiting for him, and in desperation, Ding Qiang could only change the way.

This change of lane, broken, really can't find a place.

He was disoriented.

Sou!

He raised his body high, flew into the air, looked down, and after careful discernment, he finally found his way, hurriedly went down to the ground, and quickly ran forward.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbits, there were pedestrians walking on the street, thinking that a fresh breeze had just blown.

Ding Qiang has confirmed that no one is following him, even if there is, unless someone comes who knows the same way as him, but the few places he passes through are all chaotic roads that are discounted back and forth, and those who really know how to hide the earth will also lose their direction, and they must jump out of the ground to look at the direction.

Besides, he is fast and slow, back and forth, even if the person who follows him is clever, he will be embarrassed, and there will be more and more pedestrians on the street, and more ordinary people who come out with a flat pole and a hole in the rope to find work.

After several times in a row, he finally reached the boundary of the land, but he couldn't see it, he had to flash it by, back and forth twice, and finally made sure that there was no one, he pretended to tidy up his clothes, and walked to the place where he and Qi Deyong passed by just now to take a closer look, yes, it was the signal of the tribe, and there were Chinese characters.

There are absolutely no people in this world who can write Chinese characters, and there are only the two sisters, so to speak, the two sisters are still alive.

The kanji are crooked and twisted, and it feels like a ghost drawing, but you can still recognize it.

It was written: "Qingxiangju Tea House and so on!"

With a glance, he got up and walked, aiming at the Qingxiangju teahouse, and wanted to go to the teahouse to find the two sisters.

When I came to Kuncheng, none of them saw them, and I don't know how many people in the tribe lived, but today I finally knew that someone came out alive, at least the two sisters must have come out alive.

Along the way, my heart was pounding, like seeing relatives, full of joy and expectation.

This is the character of Barton in his memory, and he does not need to suppress it at all, just let it go and act spontaneously.

Rounding around and finally arriving at the main street, asking the direction of the teahouse, the gait stomped leisurely, so as not to make people suspicious, just then, if there is a tracking will definitely find the problem, then it doesn't matter, just walk slowly, there is no one, just look at the same road with yourself.

There are three major tea houses in Kuncheng, and the largest Wanhua Building, which only sells tea art and belongs to the elegant building. The second place is the Wanjia Building, which not only has elegant seats but also elegant and vulgar tea art performances, which belongs to the public building. Qingxiangju, which ranks third, is a professional teahouse for businessmen to discuss business and business. There are also tea art and opera performances here, but the people who come here are worth a lot of money, relatively speaking, the tea price of this tea house is not expensive, but the entrance fee is ridiculously high.

Entering the door must be accompanied by a gold card from Chint Auction House.

This has turned away a lot of customers.

But it is precisely in this way that many businessmen and sellers come here to talk about things, and it is quiet and elegant, and it is rare to listen to the storytelling of a traveling poet on a regular basis.

It is very good to talk about the goods and learn about the mainland through the traveling poet.

Ding Qiang came to the door, showed his gold card, and walked inside.

But when I wanted to wear it, I came in and entered the courtyard twice, but there was no one to look for, and I came upstairs too. I had no choice but to choose a window position, ask for a cup of tea, sit quietly and wait.

The time to speak, that is, in the blink of an eye, coincided with the storytelling of a traveling poet, which had just begun.

Ding Qiang sat down with his front feet, and this person also sat down with his back feet, and the position he sat on was the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard.

Look at the design of this teahouse is also relatively unique, into a circle, dotted with a pavilion in the middle, a total of two floors up and down, underground for the performers to rest and change clothes, above is the formal performance of the stage.

The surrounding teahouses are two-storey structure, and the inner places are open through doors and windows, and the business hours are open, and people who sit in any corner of the courtyard can see the terrace of the courtyard, with a unique design and a unique style.

The middle courtyard is planted with flowers and plants around the pavilions, dotted with small bridges and flowing water, winding paths, and full of greenery, giving people a fresh and refreshing visual experience.

What a lot of thoughts!

Ding Qiang gave a secret praise in his heart.

Coincidentally, as soon as the storyteller sat down, he picked up the ringing wood on the table, boom!

"Quick, knock on the wood, don't shout, we want to listen to the commentary!"

I heard the noise from the first floor, and the noise of shouting, but the specific content, because of the excellent martial arts training, naturally heard it clearly.

"Well, listen to what this man says, waiting left and right. ”

Ding Qiang asked the people in the teahouse for a pot of melon seeds and snacks, and sat there alone and listened slowly.

"Today, let's start a new chapter, what are we talking about, talk about your favorite story of the Imperial Bandits!"

"Ha, this is interesting, and the empire suppressed bandits, where did the bandits come from?" A well-dressed fat man in the same building had a voice, and he laughed, full of ridicule.

"Rank, rank, please listen to me, this bandit is the Ansang tribe that just alarmed the empire not long ago!"

Ding Qiang, who had just taken a sip of tea, thought he was going to say something, but when he heard the "Ansang tribe", he took a sip of tea that he half-swallowed and half-swallowed, poof!

It sprayed out directly, causing everyone on the first floor to look sideways.

Before anyone came, there was news from the tribe first.