Chen Jing returned to the rice noodle shop that was not a big one, and handed over all the money to Hu Tian, she was the Tian Tian that Hu Dabao said, they were from the same village, so they had the same surname, but they were of different origins. This shop was opened by Hu Tian's family, and Hu Dabao's parents died early, and later worked in Hu Tian's house to make a living, Hu Tian's father only had a daughter like Hu Tian, and he wanted to recruit Hu Dabao, who knew the roots, as his son-in-law, but he didn't say it. Hu Tian probably knows it, so he always embarrass Hu Dabao everywhere, but fortunately, Hu Dabao just feels stupid in the face of Hu Tian, and he is very shrewd when doing other things.

When Chen Jing gave the money to Hu Tian, he did not avoid the other people in the rice noodle shop, and after Hu Tian took the money, he was very happy: "Say, an old noodle can be sold for so much money, it seems that you are really a lucky star, tomorrow you will take another load to go out, and strive to sell the noodles and the burden together." ”

Chen Jing naturally had no choice but to do so, knowing that she was just talking like this, not serious, Chen Jing had not sold out of noodles for so long, and she had never said anything about Chen Jing.

Some other people who worked part-time in Hu's rice noodle shop saw Chen Jing hand over all the money, and some people said in private: "Why did you hand it all over, you can't use so much flour, you should keep some, it's really stupid." ”

Some people also asked in private: "Ah Jing, generous, I handed over so much money, tell me how much I intercepted." ”

Chen Jingzi only smiled at all kinds of inquiries.

He still sells rice and noodles every day.

It's just that every day in front of his rice noodle stall there will be a girl who stops to buy noodles, and every time he comes, it is dusk, and the city will fall at night. She always wears clothes of various colors and styles, one day at a time, and never repeats. Sometimes Uncle Zhang accompanies her, sometimes a girl accompanies her. At first, she wanted to buy them all, but Chen Jing said: "Buy so much, don't you want to eat this in your house, you can buy a catty." ”

"Okay." Although Lan Qingya's face was slightly red, she responded generously.

From then on, she came every day at dusk to buy a pound of rice noodles, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, she would definitely come in person.

Chen Jing's life in Jun'an City has not changed because of one more old customer, as for whether it will have any impact on Chen Jing in the future, even Chen Jing can't say now.

However, compared to Lan Qingya, the moment she saw Chen Jing, her life changed a little bit, and as time went on, this little change was no longer a change, but a part of her life, occupying a considerable part of her life.

She returned to the Lanling Palace, and every thing she did was put the rice noodles into a special noodle jar. The jar was placed in her bedroom, and the second thing she did was to pick up a pen and draw a portrait of Chen Jing, which was already the seventeenth portrait she had painted. When she went to King Lanling to get the best silk silk before, King Lanling asked her to draw one first, so as not to waste it, but when she picked up the strokes, she found that she could also draw her kind of artistic conception. This painting is many days.

Every day, she came to buy rice noodles, and when she came back to paint, she felt that she had a deeper grasp of the artistic conception emanating from Chen Jing. She didn't know that she was like a demon in the eyes of others. It's just that for so long, she has been buying rice and noodles every day, although every time she paints better, and she has more charm, but she clearly knows that the most critical thing is still missing, and she doesn't know what it is.

Suddenly, one day, Xu Pianpian asked Lan Qingya to go to Baiyun Temple to listen to the sermon, for these noble children, it is an extremely fashionable thing to go to the Taoist temples and temples in the city to listen to the sermons, and every time they go to the temples and temples to preach, they will invite a few friends to listen together.

Lan Qing Aya is the youngest daughter of Pang Ai, the king of Lanling, naturally many people come to invite, but Lan Qing Aya rarely goes, after Xu Pianpian came to invite, she hesitated for a while and agreed, first, Xu Pianpian is one of the few friends, and she is also her cousin, so she agreed.

The two sat in a carriage with a curtain, and the wind slowly blew on Lan Qingya's face.

"How do you get down this street?" Lan Qingya asked, this street has already curved.

"Here you can look at the man who sits alone in the city but sits like a high cloud." Xu Pianpian said.

Lan Qing Aya sighed, but she didn't seem to be embarrassed, Xu Pianpian looked at Lan Qing Aya's expression, and didn't say anything, just asked the driver to speed up a little.

Chen Jing was still sitting there, his mind was still like a blue sky, reflecting the wisps of white clouds vividly.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in his ears, from far and near, very quickly.

"Bang ......"

A person fell next to Chen Jing, and with one hand he overturned the rice noodles in front of Chen Jing, and the rice noodles fell to the ground, and the basket containing rice noodles also rolled to the middle of the street

Chen Jing looked up, and the man glanced back, and got up and ran with a frightened face.

Chen Jing stood up, but the man ran back again.

"Bang."

He fell down again in front of Chen Jing, and knocked down another basket of rice noodles, and the rice noodles fell to the ground.

Soon, people on both sides of the street were chasing after them, three on one side, a total of six people.

Rushing up, it was a fierce beating, the man rolled on the ground and screamed, so many people completely trampled on the rice noodles that fell to the ground and couldn't eat them.

Suddenly such a thing happened, the people in the market had not yet gathered, and at the same time, a carriage happened to be coming, and Lan Qingya and Xu Pianpian were sitting on it, both of them were excited, but the excitement in their hearts was completely different.

Ou Da happened in front of Chen Jing, and those people on the street were watching.

Chen Jing was only slightly stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Stop." ”

The beaters ignored it and continued to beat them hard. Chen Jing rushed forward in one step, pushed left and right, and actually pushed the six people away and saved the people on the ground.

"Who are you?" One of them asked, squinting at a fierce-looking figure.

"I'm a noodle seller." Chen Jing replied with no fear in his gaze.

"Aren't you afraid of attracting calamity, the one who sells noodles?" The man's voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, and his eyes were murderous.

"I'm saving you, you're going to kill someone." Chen Jing said.

"What about killing people, there are more people killed by the master, it's still good, you can say one more word, and I will beat you together." The man said fiercely, pointed his finger at Chen Jing's chest again, and said in a low voice: "I advise you, don't bring trouble to yourself, the little Hu's rice shop can't afford it." ”

Behind Chen Jing is the banner of Hu's rice noodle shop.

Chen Jing was slightly silent, and then said: "As long as it is an injustice that I see in front of my eyes, I will take care of it, unless I don't see or hear it." ”

When he said this, the back of his head shook, as if something had exploded there. He is a god, a god of the rain, and his words and deeds are different from mortals, and when he says this, it is like a great oath and a great wish.

In Jun'an City, the Baiyun Temple, the Fahua Temple, the Qitian Temple, and the Jumang Hall all glanced at the sky above where Chen Jing was.

"Haha...... the man laughed up, and the other five laughed too. How many years, how many years, how many years have I not heard such funny words, chivalrous, chivalrous, how many years no one dares to care about my business, today there is, it's really an eye-opener. 'Whatever I see and hear, I will take care of all injustices', do you think you are a god descending from heaven? ”

After he laughed a little, he turned his face to look at the person who had been beaten before, squinted his eyes and said: "You better hand over that thing as soon as possible, you must know that it is impossible for you to escape, even if you escape today, your wife and daughter will be sold into slavery." ”

The face of the person who was beaten changed dramatically, and his face was full of horror. Under the forced gaze of the other party, he said in a trembling voice: "I was thrown into the noodle just now." ”

As soon as he had finished speaking, the people began to rummage through the flour on the ground, and searched among the rice and flour on the ground, but they found nothing.

The leader turned around and stared at Chen Jing with a blank gaze, and said, "Where?" ”

Chen Jing looked at him quietly and said, "Everyone here has seen me standing here without bending over." ”

The man turned around, his eyes swept away, and the silence around him was like a cicada, and he seemed to be able to hear the needle falling. No one answered.

"This brother, if you take it, give it back to me, the lives of my family are in your hands, you can raise your noble hand and spare the brother." The middle-aged man who was beaten and covered in injuries looked at Chen Jing with pleading eyes.

Chen Jing looked at him, he fell to his knees with a thud, and cried and begged: "Please, give it back to me, you also saw it, they will kill my wife and children." ”

Chen Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at everyone, and said: "If you don't believe me, I'm helpless, if you believe me, I can naturally make you okay." ”

"Haha, believe in you, believe in you what's the benefit." The man who took the lead in the beating said loudly.

"Believe in me and you will be able to eliminate the calamity of vain." Chen Jing said seriously.

The man laughed, looked around, and said, "Who believes, who believes, haha." ”

"I believe it."

Hu Dabao came out of the crowd, and he was followed by Hu Tian.

After Chen Jing heard the letter of mine, he suddenly felt that there was a force under his feet, although it was very weak, but it was grounded.

If the gods can sense the spiritual power of the leylines entering their bodies, they will have a foothold in this area.