There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful Chapter 42, the pull of the little plum blossom and the king of the netherworld, down
After coming out of the Gaoyang Palace, Shang Lu found that Zhou Yiqing's mood was a little sluggish, and he was silent, as if he had something to say.
Finally, when there was still a street away from Half Moon Kozuki, he asked, "You..."
"Do you think Lu Ling's personality is a bit like Chu Hanzhang?" If you rush to Shanglu, Zhou Yi Qingdao.
"That little girl has a perverse and stubborn personality, how can she look like her!"
"Isn't it like?" Zhou Yiqing thought about it again, she really felt very similar! The same innocence, the same pampering, the same yearning for freedom, it's just that Chu Hanzhang met Yuan Ke. "Does Luling have someone you like?"
"Huh?" The pupils dilated instantly, this little stone didn't hear some messy things and misunderstood! Could it be that her mood along the way is not high, because she thinks Lu Ling likes him and is jealous?
He looked at her sincere and innocent eyes again and again, well, although he thought a lot, but obviously, no!
She really seemed to be just asking him if Luling's girl had a sweetheart, and as for who this sweetheart was, she didn't know, and maybe she didn't care if she knew.
"Do you have this expression, or do you not?" She tilted her neck and asked him again.
"Sort of." Shang Lu said, "But she is still young, and she may not be able to distinguish between liking and love now, and she can't tell the difference between caring about gratitude and caring about heartbeat." So, it can also be said that there is no. β
"Who's that guy?" Although the Demon Race is different from the Protoss, they can freely marry and reproduce children, but judging from Chu Hanzhang's experience, she still feels that she should review the person who makes Lu Ling's heart move.
"Who she likes, how will I know." Shang Lu didn't understand why Zhou Yiqing was suddenly so interested in who Lu Ling liked, but he only told him that it was better to leave it at that, "Why are you so interested in who that little girl likes and who she hates." It's not like your character! β
Under the wind, the curtains on both sides were blown "whoosh", Zhou Yiqing said, "Chu Hanzhang was also like Lu Ling when he was a child, lively and cheerful, witty and intelligent. β
But later... Even if Zhou Yiqing didn't say any more, Shang Lu also understood what she meant, it turned out that what she said was similar, this place.
He lowered his head and lifted the bamboo curtain, "The person she likes is me." β
"What?" Zhou Yiqing's feet froze, suddenly looked back, the four eyes were facing each other, the dark clouds covered the sun, the hair on her temples was blown and fluttered in the air, he subconsciously twisted it, and pinned it behind her ear after wrapping it twice in two fingers, "But I don't like her, and she knows I don't like it." β
She glanced sideways at the hand he stretched out to her ear, her slender eyebrows frowned, she turned sideways, stepped back, and one step away, her broken hair fell loosely, "Hmm." She hummed, turned her head, and continued to fly.
"So you don't have to worry that she will become like Chu Hanzhang, I am not Yuan Ke, I don't like her, and I won't hurt her." He caught up and explained.
"I know." Zhou Yiqing said, "I saw half of your spiritual root in her body. β
Spiritual roots? When Shang Lu heard these two words, he felt that one head was two big, as if he was forced to ask by Lu Ling, and the situation appeared in front of him again, he just wanted to explain, but he listened to Zhou Yiqing, "Is your body okay?" β
"Huh?" He also wanted to pretend to be stupid, "Why did you suddenly ask me this, my body doesn't say that I killed a tiger, even if I fight against you, it's not comparable." β
Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask...
Maybe it was really his prayer that had an effect, Zhou Yiqing just looked at him lightly after receiving his reply, and didn't say much else.
"However, next time, it's better to cut off the spirit root." Just when Shang Lu thought that this matter had been completely turned over, Zhou Yiqing added such a sentence again, and his feet were empty in fright, if he hadn't played well in the next game, he might have to give Zhou Yiqing a flying bear fluttering butterfly!
When he was in danger of standing firm, Zhou Yiqing said again, "Thank you for the things in the dream." β
Pushing the door open and entering the house, she curled her lips shallowly where he didn't see it. She stroked the corners of her mouth in surprise, and couldn't help but recall the things in Chu Hanzhang's dream in her mind, Yuan Ke was really good to her before the East Window incident.
With cold hands against his face and long hair lightly, how could his hands be so cold on a July day?
The romantic atmosphere was instantly broken, she frowned, pulled the door out, and rushed straight to the house where Shang Lu lived in three steps and two steps.
But when she arrived, the cup of tea was cold.
She sat at the stone table in front of the house, took out the ancient books given by the great god Nuwa, and waited for him while reading.
On this side, in the half-moon small building, Zhou Yiqing was waiting for Shang Lu, and on the other side, Shang Lu, who was deeply affected by the lack of spiritual roots and lost his temperature and gradually turned into ice, hid in the cave to recuperate his body, and after stabilizing his breath, he changed his outfit and went to the wine shop where he met the old man.
"Huhβthe afterlife?" He sat at a table on the second floor facing the street, looking at the old gentleman who greeted him with a little surprise.
"Old sir, old sir, these second floors are all private rooms, and the seats are all distinguished guests, so it's really not for you to go up. Let's sit down and drink loose wine to get over the addiction! The young man on the first floor hurriedly ran to the old gentleman with a sweat towel, and while pulling him, he said all the good things to persuade him not to cause trouble, and to go down quickly.
"You and other laymen, don't touch the old man's wine bag!" The old gentleman was anxious, holding his baby wine bag and retreating, at the staircase, seeing that the sole of his left foot was empty, Shang Lu hurriedly waved a fan behind him, and then retreated slightly to help him step on it.
"Hah!" The old gentleman yelled at him.
Shang Lu was even more puzzled in his heart, could it be that this old man's memory from last time was still there? Does he remember him, and can he see the spells he casts?
"Oh, don't stop the old man, the old man has something to say to the next generation."
"Old sir, old sirβ" The old man broke away from his buddy's obstruction and strode in the direction where Shang Lu was.
"What is this doing?" On the third floor of the wine shop walked a richly dressed man with a jade hairpin, the man was seven feet tall, with a wide face, a fat body, and a heavy belly like a big watermelon in the middle of summer.
As soon as the young man who stopped the old man saw the man, he instantly said with a face full of grievances, "Owner, this old gentleman has to go up to the second floor to find that son!" β
The man who was called the boss by the guy followed his instructions and looked, "What's the arrangement?" β
The young man replied to him, "It was the boy himself who asked for it, saying that the thunder and fire in July and the sweltering heat in the private room might as well sit by the window and blow the wind through the street." β
"It's sweltering?" The man questioned for a while, and quickly pushed open the room and glanced twice, "Didn't you tell him clearly, there are windows in the private room, and there are ice trays and ice cubes for him to cool off?" β
"The little one said it!" The guy is embarrassed, "But no matter how the little one is persuaded, that son has a bunch of truths back and forth to the small ones, what fruit is not fresh if it is chilled, and it will cause diarrhea when it is eaten in the stomach, and it is better not to eat such fruit." He also said that the space of the elegant room is small, and putting such a large piece of ice is easy to cause cold and heat invasion and damage to the base, and he is not in good health, so he can't do it. β
"He's a melon, he really thinks of himself as the son of the king, this can't do that, this doesn't work, this young master hasn't seen anyone in the capital who is so rampant as this young master, go, take this young master to see, this melon looks like a jackal." The man had a huge belly, and he was about to fight with Shang Lu, but the shopkeeper suddenly thought of something, and pulled him with great effort.
"What are you doing!"
In the face of the man's anger, the man slowly took out a purse from his arms, opened it and saw that it was full of gold fruits, the man snatched the purse from the man's hand, took it in his hand and shook it slightly, "This amount is pure gold, for the sake of these twenty taels of gold, this young master will not care about him." Looking at his delicate and weak appearance, I can't be sure that there is really a staff member who feeds the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the princess's mansion. β
He threw the gold to the fellow, "Take it to the bookkeeper and put it in the account!" β
The guy held the heavy gold and asked hesitantly, "Boss, do you want to be called?" β
"No, you don't." He turned his head and walked up to the third floor, "Young Master Ben's hands of money and pure gold, so far I haven't missed it, where Young Master Ben turns over the money bag, a few taels and a few dollars, there will never be a mistake." Why do you need to do anything more! β
"Hey, yes, it's a small mistake, these hands of the owner, no one in the capital knows who doesn't know, it's a small fool!" He held the money bag and followed behind Qian Zujin, moving small steps by small steps, and when he reached the last step, he suddenly turned back and realized that something was wrong, "Hey~ The owner, where is the old gentleman who is clamoring to go upstairs?" β
Qian Zujin poked his neck and looked at the second floor, "I didn't see anyone, I guess I left." β
"Gone? No way! The young man was full of suspicion, but he could see how hard it was to stop the old gentleman, and he was determined to go up to the second floor to see the young man.
Qian Zujin twisted the corners of his mouth, "If you don't worry, you can go down and look for it yourself, but remember to be quiet, if you make a lot of noise like just now, and disturb Young Master Ben's distinguished guests, see that Young Master Ben doesn't pick your skin." β
"Yes, yes, the little one understands, the little one understands!"
After following the instructions of Shang Lu and taking the gold bag to the account room and registering it, the young man went up to the second floor with anxiety, he deliberately let go of his footsteps, but he didn't expect to be heard by the two people who were tasting wine in the game.
The old gentleman sniffed the wine bag in his arms, and with satisfaction, he picked up a black spot and landed on the chessboard seemingly randomly.
"Knock knock" twice, the chess pieces were put on the plate, and the old gentleman looked at the chess move with regret, "Oh, it's all because the stinky boy's steps disrupted the old man's thinking!" β
Shang Lu chuckled, stretched out his hand to pick up the sunspot he had just dropped on the chessboard, and threw it into his urn, "Since he was disturbed by others, then the old gentleman will play again." β
"Nonsense!" He angrily put the chess pieces back in place, "You don't regret it, how can you not even understand this truth in your next life." β
Shang Lu smiled and fell, "But from this point of view, the old gentleman's chess seems to be right." β
"Take a look at three, although this move is not the best, but it will certainly not be a useless waste move."
"In that case, what the old gentleman did back then was also like this chess, and it had another deep meaning?" As soon as the sunspot fell, the white followed closely.
In a moment, kill a piece.