"Fried cockroaches~fragrant fried cockroaches~Clean and hygienic~Come and buy it~"

"Earthworm sashimi ~ sour and spicy ~ also comes with cold beer ~ cool and relieves the heat ~"

"Bubble snail mask, a limited-time discount experience, just let the bubble snail crawl on the face for ten minutes, it is a pure natural mucus mask, 80-year-old grandma, can have 18-year-old skin!"

Night markets are often the most worthwhile places to visit in a city.

Because it is always full of local fireworks, whether it is an unfamiliar accent that you hear when you pass by, or the aroma of food that you have never heard before, it always makes people feel refreshed.

But...

The night market here has goosebumps on Jiang Yifan's body, and it has never disappeared since he stepped here.

"Sure enough, when I came to southern Xinjiang, insects were a daily theme that couldn't be bypassed."

Jiang Yifan, who covered his mouth tightly, silently withdrew his gaze, and no longer continued to look at the beautiful picture of a local eating 'earthworm sashimi'.

"Dumb..."

But compared to the sharp drop in his appetite, the crow's sparkling eyes and the drooping hara at the corners of his mouth showed that this place was a food paradise for him.

(?◇?) It looks better than fries...

"I'll go to the teahouse next to me to book a private room for you, and if you want to eat, you can order takeout and have someone deliver it, and you can also treat the Shadow Raven Legion, they should have contributed a lot today, right?"

Jiang Yifan said helplessly.

Looking at this appearance, it is obvious that he is already too hungry to walk.

But if you let it eat and stroll around, it will really affect your mood a little.

So it's better to find a place where it and the Shadow Raven Legion can have a good meal.

"Long live a friend~"

Crow Crow happily rubbed Jiang Yifan's cheek with her head...

...

After booking a large box and leaving the crows, Jiang Yifan took the other three to continue shopping in the night market.

However, it didn't take long to walk, and after the crow, it was the turn of the ginseng doll to walk the road.

It was a dreadlocks stall.

The stall owner is a young girl dressed in local ethnic costume, with bright eyes and picturesque eyebrows.

In addition to Peugeot's appearance, the pair of warm milky white soft wattles like ivory is her biggest feature.

As you can imagine, such a pair of slender hands gently press your scalp, run your fingers through your hair, pull up one strand of it, and then stand beside you to weave it slowly and methodically, and the occasional evening breeze blows not only does not bring coolness, but makes your heart even hotter.

Because, the smell of flowers and herbs attached to the sachet around her waist will be rolled up immediately, tickling the tip of your nose.

The long queue of boys in front of the booth is enough to show the charm of the girl.

Of course...

It wasn't the girl who attracted the dolls, but the demon spirit beside her, Fang Ji, who tied her hair rope with her hands

Humanoid, with a pair of translucent bladed wings on its back, small in size, but slender and slender in proportion, with a convex and backward figure.

The Fang Ji family, known as the 'fairy of the forest', can be called the face of the wood demon spirits, whether it is the aesthetics of humans or demon spirits, they can complete the killing.

"Whew..."

The ginseng doll's eyes were straight.

"You don't have hair, so don't join in the fun."

Jiang Yifan poked its head and reminded it that it was time to come back to its senses.

"Groan! Groan! ”

The ginseng doll was unconvinced, squeezing the leaves on her head.

(╯°Д°)╯What is hairless? Isn't that what it is? Although it's green...

"Okay, even if you have hair, but there are so many people in line, let's come back later."

For Jiang Yifan's persuasion, the ginseng doll shook her head like a rattle, and her eyes firmly indicated that she wanted to stay here.

[Some people?~Once you miss it, you're not there?~]

Rong Wang Ye pulled his hoarse voice like a broken gong, and sang with tears in his eyes, [Little doll, the old man supports you, love has to be like this, otherwise you will regret it for a lifetime! 】

"You guy..."

Seeing that the ginseng doll would not leave, Jiang Yifan scratched his head in distress.

Because of this kind of thing, there is a long queue and a waste of time, so he is naturally unwilling, but he is not worried about leaving the ginseng doll here alone.

After all, this little guy is worth a lot of money, and it will be a trouble if someone has a bad heart and abducts him.

In the past, I would rest assured that I would put it in the maid shop, but it was also because this kind of façade could run away from the monk and the temple, no matter what happened, it could be traced quickly.

And the uncertainty of such mobile stalls is great...

'Bang! Bang! ’

At this moment, the werewolf who chased the wind patted his chest and took the initiative to ask for it, saying that he would be responsible for taking care of the ginseng doll.

(づ ̄3 ̄)づ has to be uncle, you are good to me~

The ginseng doll gratefully hugged the calf of the werewolf chasing the wind.

However, the werewolf who chased the wind ruthlessly pushed it away, and strode straight towards the jewelry stall opposite the pigtail stall.

The tall and strong stall owner's uncle is frowning at the moment.

Because the jewelry he sells is semi-finished products, he will carry out engraving or style fine-tuning services according to the specific requirements of customers.

But...

The demon spirit 'Iron Claw', who assisted him in his work, had just broken its claws due to the early claw change period, and was unable to continue its work.

Although he can do hand carving, it is limited to ornaments worn by humans.

Tourists who have a contract with a demon will often buy a pair of matching accessories for themselves and the spirit.

And for the sake of combat wear and tear, the hardness of those ornaments worn exclusively for demon spirits is often difficult to change easily.

After the slowness of hand-carving, coupled with the lack of marketing gimmicks of matching accessories, the attractiveness of customers has dropped by more than half.

What's more, due to the recent opening of the Worm Valley in Black Sea City, which has attracted a lot of tourists, at the hottest time of the year, the income of one night may be as high as the previous month...

"Whew~"

The werewolf who walked to the front of the stall rubbed his thumb and index finger in pair, then patted his chest, and flashed his sharp claws, indicating that as long as he was paid, he could help.

Well... Anyway, being idle is idle, just to make some money, buy some gifts for Jiang's father and Jiang's mother to take back.

"Uh... Are you sure you can? ”

The stall owner's uncle was suspicious, took a half-finished silver necklace, and covered it with a translucent paper printed with a picture, "If you can wither this out, I will promise to hire you." ”

'Whoa-''

I saw the five fingers of the chasing werewolf bending, controlling the small wind blades to crisscross at the fingertips.

After a while, the beautiful picture on the original paper jumped on the silver ornament.

"Good! All right! That's amazing! ”

The stall owner's uncle was delighted and admired.

And looking at the happy appearance of his own demon envoy, the ironclaw beast couldn't help but look frightened:

(； OдO) I'm not going to lose my job...

...

"Others are the wolves of Wall Street, you are the wolves of the working world..."

Looking at the werewolf chasing the wind who found a new job, Jiang Yifan couldn't help but sigh, and then looked at the bronze snake on his shoulder: "I didn't expect that in the end, only you would accompany me, Master Snake." ”

The bronze serpent glanced at him vigorously, then silently climbed above his head.

ヽ('Д′)?drive!

"I thought you had gotten rid of this habit, but when they were there, you're embarrassed..."

The corners of Jiang Yifan's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Phew!"

The bronze snake that was exposed to his careful thinking pretended to be fierce.

ヽ(-'Д′-)ノYou don't care! Be honest as a mount!

"Good, good..."

...

Finally, after a night of shopping in the night market, Jiang Yifan picked a bone flute and a delicate small pot:

"Remember the snake master, as soon as I blow the flute, you will get out of the pot, after you are proficient, in case we are downtrodden in the future, you can also perform on the street, and you will not die of hunger."