"Did you hear that, the consuls are coming with several teams, it's best not to provoke them, they are unreasonable."

"This year's slaughter day ended early, and I don't know what happened, those in power are more fierce than ever, and I heard that many people have been arrested."

"I don't know, but if a few grocery stores have reopened, the problem shouldn't be serious. I don't know how many unlucky people died this time. ”

"According to the cleaners who were hired in previous years, they searched everywhere, there was nothing they needed to clean, and the five black breads that had been negotiated were not delivered in a day....they are complaining."

"Then have you heard the gossip, is it true that the rulers are looking for a particularly beautiful woman?"

…….

Hiding her aura and shrinking in a corner, Sang Jiaojiao listened to the gossip for a while.

A few days after the end of each slaughter day, the people who huddled in various places would always find a place to exchange all kinds of information, which could be regarded as exchanging ideas. These days are rare and rare peace days.

Even a crazed marauder wouldn't choose these days to do things.

Sure enough, the bloodsucking mosquito scout heard correctly, and someone did post a message to find him.

Sang Jiaojiao was very confident, and firmly believed that the beautiful woman in those mouths was referring to herself.

Think of it as tracking down the failed rulers. As for how you know your appearance if you haven't taken a photo, don't forget, there is still a Zhang Ruonan.

The woman's terrible jealousy, the girl looked at her as if she had been poisoned.

Plus in order to survive, nothing can be done.

Hearing what she wanted to hear, Sang Jiaojiao came silently and left silently. The few people who hissed and whispered could not have imagined that their words were heard word for word.

Subsequently, Sang Jiaojiao touched the grocery store where she had exchanged black bread and water bags, and the owner of the store was kind-hearted.

Sang Jiaojiao proudly posed a knife. The blade glows white, and when you look at it, you can see that it is extremely sharp.

is also a knife, and the knife on the desk is much more beautiful than Sang Jiaojiao's painstaking pull out, and the knife that has been curled is much more beautiful.

Under the meaningful gaze of the shopkeeper, Sang Jiaojiao was confident, "Boss, bring me a black cloak and a few pieces of bread, not black bread, but white." ”

The white ones are fluffier and of course three times as expensive as the brown bread.

But today's she is not the same person she used to be, and today she is extraordinarily wealthy and arrogant. After all, she was already someone who could afford a cloak and white bread.

You have to look up your eyes, and if you don't look up, you're sorry for the flickering light on the knife.

Sang Jiaojiao swept away the humility of coming over for the first time, and said with her head held high: "Oh, two more water bags." ”

The shopkeeper snorted coldly, "When I'm wronged, at most a white bread and a water bag." ”

Sang Jiaojiao covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes showed consternation, she couldn't believe that it was a Zhou Papi in front of her, "No, no, no, look at this quality, rare quality." ”

Sang Jiaojiao thinks that since the last time they traded for the first time, the two have exchanged trust.

Is there such a lack of sincerity between people? Sang Jiaojiao felt hurt a little bit.

She thought so in her heart, and her eyes showed it so much.

The shopkeeper pressed the tip of his tongue against his jaw, only to feel that his right tooth hurt again.

Thanks to him for being a bad old man, otherwise he really couldn't stand this kind of look. The cheap granddaughter of the dead old man has grown her skills, and she is a little more confusing than the last time she looked at it.

Sang Jiaojiao was a little uncomfortable that her loot had not realized its due value, and tears flickered on the black crow's long eyelashes.

She looked at the shopkeeper pitifully, and when she saw him, she turned her head directly, avoiding Sang Jiaojiao's weak eyes, and said in a vicious voice, "You should understand where this thing came from, more and more rulers and consuls outside are checking it, I have to take it and deal with it, and I have to waste a lot of energy." ”

Don't look at the shopkeeper who is very fierce, but Sang Jiaojiao is sure that he will definitely not report himself if he sees something.

Sang Jiaojiao could only give up, and let go of a little tears. Don't waste it, her tears are a good thing.

"It really can't be more?" Sang Jiao whispered, trying to bargain again.

The shopkeeper said angrily: "In beep, don't think about food except for the cloak." ”

The bargaining failed, Sang Jiaojiao immediately closed her voice, and stood obediently with the appearance of a good child.

"It's getting more and more chaotic here, and it's estimated that it will be even more chaotic in the future....tonight the merchant ships at the western wall will leave the inner city, you go find a man named Lan Lin, he will take you out, don't come back in the future, this is not a good place."

"If you can, find a way to go outside, ..... outside" The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and then swallowed back the words that were about to spit out, "Forget it, let's see, knowing too much won't do you any good." ”

After saying that, the shopkeeper threw an old black cloak to Sang Jiaojiao and drove the people out.

Sang Jiaojiao shouted anxiously: "My bread...."

As for what the shopkeeper never said, Sang Jiaojiao didn't take it to heart.

Her curiosity wasn't that great.

At the moment when she was distracted, a soft white bread and water bag threw a perfect parabola in the air and fell into Sang Jiaojiao's arms, and the door slammed shut.

Sang Jiaojiao, who almost didn't catch it, scolded secretly: "Oops, the old man is very black-hearted." ”

"Thank you." After wrapping the cloak, Sang Jiaojiao said sincerely.

Touching the hard touch in the pocket of the cloak, she didn't open it, but touched it with her hand.

A piece of jade, starting with a moist and warm. It's a good thing that is not available here.

Sang Jiaojiao's eyes sank, she looked deeply at the door of the dead grocery store, didn't step forward, turned around and left.

Standing in front of the wooden window on the second floor, through the gap in the wooden window, the shopkeeper could see the movements of Sang Jiaojiao.

She must have sensed what's in the bag.

Staring at the empty box in his hand, the shopkeeper's face was in a trance. Before this day, he himself had not thought that this thing would be given away by him one day.

He always thought that things would be buried with him in this abandoned land, and never see the light of day.

But, I'm still not reconciled.....

Just like a dead old man, he is not reconciled. That's why I got a glimpse of a little hope, so I gambled everything.

The dead old man's precious ring, his orchid jade.

I just hope that fate will favor them desperate people a little.

After being sentimental, the shopkeeper quickly changed to a cold expression, and couldn't help but curse in his mouth, "Rabbit cub, you can really make trouble." The dead old man probably can't even think that he is delicate and weak, and his well-behaved and clever cheap granddaughter can do things like this. ”

That dagger, at first glance, is a high-end product....I heard that the slaughter day went wrong. He tried his best to find out what was wrong.

It is expected that the matter must be not small.

"Dead old man, dead old man....after a lifetime, in the end, you still have to lose to me, your cheap baby granddaughter can be regarded as I helped her get out." The shopkeeper was proud for a while, and then began to worry again, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for the little girl to go outside." ”

The shopkeeper sighed, and sat casually on the bench in front of the window, and the bending of his knees made his legs under the trousers a little strange.

I saw him roll up his trouser legs, and what appeared from the middle of his thighs was a pair of mechanical legs.

The skin at the junction between the root of the leg and the mechanical grind is red, "The quality of the mechanical leg made of metal collected by waste effort is still not good, and the leg of the grinding person hurts." ”