Chapter Ninety-Eight: Watching the Theater

"Now let's plant all the flowers of each season, and when they bloom next year, we can pick them and sell them."

In the courtyard, Feng Wuli was holding a bowl of noodles, and the craftsmanship of five hundred years ago was naturally not as good as five hundred years later, but Feng Wuli did not dislike it.

"It seems that there is too much salt, don't put so much next time."

Wang Xilou clenched his fists.

She looked at the dirty yard, and for the sake of the other party's busy morning, she spared him.

"Why did you pinch all those flowers?"

"Flowering consumes nutrients, and it won't look good now, so it's better to leave more nutrients for it to take root and wait for the next year."

"Then why not pinch it all? There are still a few flowers. ”

"To please you."

Wang Xilou calmly looked at this guy who lifted his mask a little bit and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Sometimes I really want to lift his mask and see what kind of monster this guy is.

How can you know how to please yourself so well.

"Flim Flam."

He said that he could plant another tree in the middle of the yard and then make a swing, but Wang Xilou said that she was not interested in those things that were just little girls.

"Aren't you also a little girl?"

She said calmly, "If you know my age, it will definitely scare you." ”

"You are not an immortal, and you can't live forever, so you look like a girl."

Wang Xilou shook his head lightly and did not answer him.

She doesn't seem to be interested in anything, and the masked man is the opposite, he seems to be idle and finds something to do every day.

In ancient times, entertainment was scarce, Wang Xilou could still practice to live, the wind was unreasonable and he didn't need to practice, since he was born, his spiritual power could touch the back of the immortals, and because there was no yang god, except for a few spiritual entanglements in Wang Xilou, nothing else could be used.

After a few days, I really found a jujube sapling and came back and planted it in the yard.

The wind is unreasonable and I don't know if this tree is the same tree, but it doesn't matter if it's or not.

"When it grows slim, we can cool down here, and then make a swing when it's time to do it."

"I don't like the girl's things, what's the use of doing it?"

"I remember you."

He would always say these inexplicable words, and Wang Xilou was used to it.

"Do you really want to wear this mask for the rest of your life?"

He laughed, "My life seems to be quite short. ”

She looked at the boy sitting across the table with his mask lifted over his mouth.

In other words, the other party is no longer a teenager.

In just one month, his young man's skeleton began to draw strips, and it became a little stronger, although it still had the childishness of a young man, but the skin lost the firmness of a young man and became rough.

A month, but it was like spending a teenager, to a young man in his thirties.

He's getting old, and he's getting a hundredfold faster.

Wang Xilou frowned: "Did something go wrong with your cultivation?" ”

Feng unreasonably put down the dishes and chopsticks, put down the mask, and still didn't want her to see his face.

The two were silent for a long time before he said, "I seem to be looking for someone, but I don't know where she is now?" ”

"Looking for someone?" Wang Xilou frowned: "Is that person making you like this?" ”

"Probably."

"Then you're looking for that person, why are you staying here?"

"There might be a better chance of finding her by your side than blindly searching."

She said calmly, "That's why you're with me?" ”

"Sort of."

"I'm full, I've washed the dishes."

She got up and went back to the house to rest.

The cold Wang Xilou was not cute at all, Feng looked at her back unreasonably, chuckled, got up and took the bowl to the well.

It's still pretty cute.

May is here, and the south already feels like a hot summer, and the air will be much hotter after a rain.

People in the neighborhood said that there was a newlywed couple living here from elsewhere, and the tone of their speech was strange, the men were always wearing masks, and their hair was cut off, and everyone else thought that maybe they had tattoos on their faces, and that they were fugitives from somewhere else.

I was a little scared at first.

I even thought about reporting to the official.

But in just half a month, everyone found that men are very easy to get along with, with a warm voice, a humble gentleman, and interesting to speak.

Shang Fuzi said that he was a wonderful person, Liu Fushang wanted to ask him to be a guard, the little lady of the Jiang family threw flattering eyes at him, and Yang Zhutou talked to him about happiness.

This is also a prosperous dynasty, but no matter how prosperous it is, it is only in ancient times when the productivity was backward.

Soon they were faced with the problem of not having enough money.

On that day, a man and a woman walked in from the local Qin Tianjian.

The man wears a strange green ghost mask, and the woman wears a hat that covers her whole body with a light veil.

"Who's coming?"

"Noshu who has a bounty on the spot."

"Two adults, please."

"There is labor."

"You're welcome."

Out of the Qin Heavenly Prison, the masked man was still complaining in the back: "I said that I can't make money selling flowers, so I don't listen to me." ”

"Noise." The female voice is clear.

"After earning money, go to Xiyuan to listen to opera, and have nothing to do at home all day long."

"Say it again."

Between the mountains and fields, the two of them looped along the mountain road.

Feng Wuli looked at Wang Xilou, who was always as calm as water, and would think about teasing her and constantly testing her bottom line.

In the past, Wang Xilou always liked to tease him, but now Wang Xilou loves to ignore him, so he has to make a cheap mistake in front of her.

From time to time, he disappeared in place, took the wild flowers picked in the mountains, and inserted them on her hat, Wang Xilou endured it again and again, until the chirp of a chick came from her head, and she silently took down the hat and put it in the right emperor.

This guy didn't know where to catch a big white-fronted insect with hanging eyes on his feet, and his tone on it had the expectation of a teenager, as if he had met a tiger for the first time in the mountains and forests, and he kept letting her sit on it. Ignoring it himself, he kept letting the big worm circle around her. She sighed helplessly, and then she followed his temperament, and sat sideways behind him, her legs dangling.

After riding all the way, the two drove the big worm away, and he grabbed the pendant around her waist and dragged it behind.

Wang Xilou was so annoyed that he stopped and made a gesture to fight.

Listening to the smile on the other side's face, I don't know why I lost my breath.

"It's a beating."

In the past, she crossed mountains and mountains, mountains are mountains, water is water, and the scenery along the way has somehow become so noisy.

In a stockade in the mountains, the two found the unruly mandrill monster.

Behind it was full of dry bones, both human and other mountain monsters, the size of a small mountain, looking at a man and a woman who said they were going to take his life, and laughed loudly, like thunder.

After laughing, he died.

"My lord, this is the head of the monster with a bounty, you can see if it is consistent with the painting."

"Unanimous, the villain will take the two to get the reward money!"

After getting the money, the masked man smiled at her: "Go and listen to the play." ”

I couldn't help but say that I pulled her away;

I have such physical contact with a man, but I am not disgusted.

Everyone on the stage bowed their hands to the audience, and the audience applauded, and they sat at the front.

She was a little uneasy in this noisy place, but she sat upright, but as soon as the guy led her to sit down, she ran away again.

It's not that she's afraid of these cutscenes, but she can't help but be a little annoyed.

I saw that the guy wearing the mask finally returned.

"Hold your hand out."

"What are you going to do?"

She still stretched out her hand, her palm was white and tender, but she saw the other party's hand in his pocket.

grabbed a handful of melon seeds and put them in the palm of her hand.

The mask lifted the top half of his face and grinned at her.

Wang Xilou also smiled.

"So you're going to laugh." He sat down beside him.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, the show is here!"

The audience responded enthusiastically, the voice was noisy, and what Wang Xilou said again, the wind was unreasonable and couldn't hear clearly.