"You don't have to. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Watching a five or six-year-old beggar snatch the last bun with worm eggs from Wanrou's hand, Han Feng finally couldn't help but say, "To control these children, even if there is nothing in that bun, they will listen to you." ”

Wanrou wiped the vegetable oil on her hands with a handkerchief, and then threw it into the stinky ditch: "Then it takes one bun a day, and it may not be possible in the end." In that case, why don't I choose a more reliable method?"

She also had the last egg in her hand that had been pulled out of the shell of the "stone". The eggs were golden, mixed with the stuffing, like minced eggs.

Looking at the back of the child cheering farther and farther away, Han Feng felt for the first time that he didn't dare to imagine the future, what kind of murderous weapon this dirty-looking but innocent and cute girl would become in the future, and what a beggar like her would do to this city.

But no matter what they do, they won't be able to survive when that day comes.

There was a sudden flower in front of him, and Han Feng saw Wanrou standing in front of him, dangling her hand in front of him. He angrily blocked her hand and said, "You're not leaving?"

Wanrou pursed her lips and smiled, and said to the "Brother Kun" beside her, "Wait a minute." Dispose of the goods and I'll go. She paused slightly, threw another wink at Han Feng, and said with a smile: "The money is left for you, and I won't borrow your 'careful liver' once in vain." ”

Most of the goods brought by "Brother Kun" are rice, and there is a special account set up by the government in Xiangcheng to be responsible for receiving the goods. "Brother Kun" has been in contact with that official for more than ten years, and he has long been familiar with each other, so the procedures for the handover of goods are extremely smooth, and the money is also very smooth.

It was already dusk when he left the rice warehouse, and Han Feng thought that Wanrou should return to normal, but he didn't expect that a gong suddenly sounded in the city, and the streets and alleys that had been quiet became lively again.

Wanrou's eyes lit up suddenly, her body was already petite, and at this moment, she was a little more sensitive, and before Han Feng could react, she had already drilled under his arm and dismounted.

"Hey!" Han Feng didn't wait for Jiuzhuo to be steady, he hurriedly flew off his horse and stopped in front of Wanrou, "What are you going to do?"

Wanrou suddenly grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "I haven't been to the night market for a long time." Just stay a little longer, okay?"

She had always been charming and bewitching, like a goblin, and the words she said were sharp everywhere, making Han Feng not relax for a moment, but she smiled skillfully, and then suddenly revealed a childlike innocence, pulling Han Feng like a toy, but Han Feng was at a loss, and he didn't know how to refuse. Seeing her big eyes full of pleading, Han Feng gritted his teeth, and finally his heart softened, and asked, "What do you want to buy?"

The smile on Wanrou's face suddenly turned cold, and even brought out a little disdain: "You men are just boring, do you have to buy something to go to the night market?"

Han Feng smiled helplessly, the last time he accompanied a girl to buy something, it was nearly a year ago, when he took Wanrou to buy jewelry. His gaze inadvertently fell on Wanrou's head, and the hairpin she was wearing was the same one he had bought at that time, and it seemed that it had not been changed for a long time. If he hadn't been reminded by "her" today, he would never have paid attention to this.

A faint apology for Wanrou made him pulled into the crowd by her, and "Brother Kun" tied up two horses and squeezed into the crowd behind the two.

It seems that the whole elephant city has come to the night market, and people are crowded, crowded and rubbed shoulders one after another.

On both sides of the street and alley, there are most people selling beef and various textiles, and those shawls are of different styles, so Wanrou can't put it down, and she tried one after another, and naturally bought a lot. Although Han Feng didn't know how she was going to take these things away, he was not short of money now, and he was not a person who was as calculating as Liu Quan, and he was happy to buy a smile - at least this smile looked gentle.

An extremely large torch was lit in the middle of the city, and the fire was blazing with billowing smoke and reaching into the sky. The fire, the smoke, and even the clouds of fire in the heavens were eclipsed. The Yi people of the Ajin and Daiqing tribes are good at singing and dancing, and Xiangcheng is close to the settlements of the two tribes, and the people living here are obviously also influenced by the folk customs of the two tribes, and even many people are Yi people at all.

So with the fire as the center, many people spontaneously gathered together, holding hands, singing and dancing. The song shook the sky, resounded and restrained the clouds, so that people listened to the heart's blood, and felt that the heart was beating with the rhythm of the song and dance, almost jumping out of the chest.

Han Feng was shocked by what he saw, but Wanrou sneered beside her.

In the deafening singing and vocals, the sneering voice was extremely weak, but Han Feng still noticed it. In this sea of passionate fire, the hostility between the two was unconsciously melted away, so even if he was as indifferent as him, the words he said also carried a little warmth: "Are you unhappy?"

Wan Rou said: "Why be happy? Those people don't know what they're celebrating, our own people...... They don't know either! In our Daiqing tribe, only when there is a good harvest, we will hold such a grand song and dance party, praise and thank our god of nature, and thank her for letting us live again! But now, such activities are held every day!"

Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't this good?"

Wan Rou said: "Of course it's not good! Who are they thanking? Ah? Who let them eat and dress warmly? Haha, it's a generation! It's a generation!" When she said the last few words, it was obvious that her emotions were a little out of control, so that her voice was ridiculously loud, making the ordinary people around the two of them turn their heads in surprise and look the two up and down.

Seeing that it was too late to block Wanrou's mouth, Han Feng could only secretly scold himself for asking too much, so he hurriedly pulled Wanrou and whispered, "Bear with it." With that, he dragged her and walked out of the crowd.

"Brother Kun" rudely drove the road in front of the two of them, but just as they were about to rush out of the crowd, a small man suddenly rushed over and circled around "Brother Kun" very quickly, and untied the coarse cloth belt around the burly man's neck.

His movements were so fast that even Han Feng didn't react, let alone the green python hiding in the body of "Brother Kun".

The "hole" suddenly leaked, and the green python poked its head out without thinking too much, and a behemoth snake head suddenly stretched out of a person's neck, and the impact on the people around him can be imagined.

"Mom!" the little man screamed sharply first, this voice was deafening, directly causing the circle of people around Han Feng to turn their heads, and then, there was a scream.

And at this moment, the little man had already slipped into the crowd and ran away.

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