Chapter 937: Heavy Sword Without Blade (I)
Jin Sanniang stood up straight and gently pulled the backpack chain: "It's all done, of course I'm leaving." ”
Cui Lin sneered: "Don't go, let me treat you to a meal." ”
Jin Sanniang threw the backpack on herself and sneered: "I do things, you can rest assured." They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so they don't have to beat around the bush like this. ”
Cui Lin's face turned red and his face was embarrassed: "Then, then I'll send it to you." ”
This time, Jin Sanniang did not refuse again, but walked in front of herself.
"Then let's go together." I whispered.
Cui Lin looked back and said with some dilemma: "That's fine." ”
At this time, Jin Sanniang was passing by me, suddenly stopped, and said calmly: "I promised you, I did it." ”
"Also, you need to be like-minded more than you share ups and downs. Right? As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Yu Lan.
As soon as Yu Lan wanted to have a seizure, Jin Sanniang had already walked in front of me with a spring breeze on her face.
Cui Lin followed behind Jin Sanniang, closed his face to Yu Lan, with apologies on his face, and kept pandering to Yu Lan. Yu Lan turned his head away with a snort and no longer looked at Jin Sanniang.
With a smile on my face, I coaxed Yu Lan: "Let's go, Cui Lin is not at home, it's not good for us to stay here." ”
While talking, I held Yu Lan in my arms: "Look, it's me standing next to you, and I didn't go with her." ”
"You dare!" Yu Lan pouted and looked at me angrily.
As I walked out the door, I pondered. Cui Lin's matter should be over, right? Although Jin Sanniang is domineering, but I have seen her skills, she can make such a guarantee, there must be no problem.
Thinking of this, the stone in my heart completely let go. Cui Lin and I had a fate, and we finally lived up to our encounter.
When he arrived at the door, Cui Lin followed Jin Sanniang closely and sent it to the door, and he didn't mean to stop.
At this moment, a hunched old man walked over and blocked Jin Sanniang's way.
The old man was holding something in his hand and was talking to Jin Sanniang in a low voice, and at this time, I also walked to Cui Lin's side.
I took a closer look, and the old man was dressed in a navy blue tunic with wrinkles like furrows on his face, and there were few teeth in his shriveled mouth, and the spitting that overflowed when he spoke always hung at the corners of his mouth.
When I stared into his eyes, it really startled me!
In the pupils of this old man, there were no black eyes, only a blue-white mist could be seen, shrouded in the pupils, and there were some small red bumps hanging from the corners of the eyes, and the hearts of those who looked at it were numb.
"Oh, that's pathetic." Yu Lan sighed: "Advanced cataract. ”
I felt a little more at ease, and then I looked at what the old man was holding in his hand, and in his hand he was holding a white broken net, which looked like it was used to catch birds.
The old man stretched out his shriveled hand and groped forward tentatively, and when he touched Jin Sanniang's hand, the old man quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, my blind old man didn't know that you were a girl." ”
To my surprise, Jin Sanniang did not show displeasure, but laughed: "It's okay, my father also suffers from eye disease." ”
The old man swallowed his saliva, his shriveled throat gurgled sound, and the old man held the things in his hand in front of Jin Sanniang again, and asked, "Girl, help me see, what's wrong with this net?" ”
I couldn't help but sigh and said: I advise you not to hit the branch birds, the son is in the nest to see his mother return, this old man's eye disease is the report of the present world, but he doesn't know it.
Jin Sanniang straightened the net and said, "Your net is broken." ”
"Huh?" The old man's ears were a little back, and he leaned his ears forward: "What are you talking about?" ”
Jin Sanniang raised her voice a little: "I said, your net is broken." ”
The old man nodded, and said with a serious face: "This bird-catching net, don't want to say 'broken', but 'open'." ”
Jin Sanniang smiled: "Then I'll say it again, your net is open!" ”
The old man nodded with satisfaction: "How many sides have you opened?" ”
Jin Sanniang looked at the net again: "One side!" ”
The old man was suddenly stunned in place, and asked a little at a loss, "Oh, I have this memory." ”