Chapter Seventy-Five: A Chance Encounter
"Little brother, don't be stunned, your girls have run away, buy a bouquet of flowers and catch up."
An old woman carried a basket of flowers, interrupting Qingya's thoughts, casually paid the old woman a few copper coins, took the flowers in her hand, and Qingya ran after Hua Qing'er in front of her.
Several white phalaenopsis orchids are scattered high and low, and the tall branches of the orchids are submerged in the tender green rosemary, and the night and the fragrance of the flowers are more blurred.
The red light and the figure shake the fragrant tree, and the manual flowers are full of shade. The shadow of the lamp is like a flower falling, reflected on the lotus lotus dress of the flower green, and the golden wisps of moth snow willow. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for her thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim.
And in the dim light, a red dress is more dazzling than the lantern. Maybe she was in the middle of the city, she dragged the skirt of the daffodil scattered flowers and broken leaves skirt, covering the arms, calves and other skin that were usually exposed, and the low sideburns had two strands of soft flowing down, compared to the previous style, today, she is a little more girlish and playful. It's just that her scarlet eyes, even if she wears a half-mask, can make people intoxicated.
"Miss Qingluo." When he met an acquaintance, Qingya naturally wanted to go up to say hello.
Even if it is not the first time they meet, her beauty is still amazing, the moment she takes off her mask, time also stops, the passing crowd is automatically ignored by the sight, under the heavy lights and shadows, she is more gorgeous than summer flowers.
"You have so much effort to go shopping, it seems that your tracking has been resolved?" She didn't deny what Qingya called her, which showed that what happened in Qingya's dream that night was not illusory.
Qingya didn't know what kind of cultivation realm she needed to reach to be able to break into other people's dreams, and after thinking about it, it seemed that only her master, Liu Bailu, could compete with the peerless woman in front of her.
"Thank you girl for pointing out the maze in the Yingyue Building, Sister Qing'er and I pursued all the way, although there were twists and turns, but there was no danger, from now on, there will never be a heavy silver ticket in the world."
"Oh? Is that so? Qingluo slowly took two steps forward, getting closer to Qingya, and Qingya couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Tsk, what are you hiding?" The corners of her mouth spat out a disgusted stump.
"It's not easy to deal with the monks of the Jindan period, it's really a newborn calf who is bold......
"It's a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers." Qingya interrupted her quietly.
"Shut up, huh? Whatever I was about to say was your fault. She narrowed her phoenix eyes, and even her frowning was so charming.
She shouldn't be a person from the Central Plains, why is she always unconsciously at a disadvantage in front of her, it should be because of her advanced cultivation, Qingya found a legitimate reason for herself.
Well, what did she just say?
"How do you know that the other party is Brother Jindan, and if the girl also went to the canal, I know that you will not stand idly by." Qingya's eyes lit up, it turned out that she had been secretly watching her last night.
"What do you think, I was just looking for some wine to drink, but such a large ship was missing, and I searched along the waterway, and unfortunately I saw the two of you catching up. It's okay now, Yulin Ling doesn't have to drink, you have to drink with me. ”
He seems to be his nemesis, so it's better to mess with her less in the future.
"The girl can come to my Huayinglou and try the Hantan incense, if this wine is too strong, the taste of the mulberry is sweet, the girl will definitely like it, rest assured, the girl's wine money will be wrapped in me." Qingya patted his chest and made a package ticket.
But her attention seemed to be drawn to something else.
"What a beautiful flower, where did you get it?" Qingluo looked at the flower in Qingya's hand and asked again, she seemed to be very curious about everything in the world, just like Qingya's yearning for the cultivation world.
"I bought it from an old lady on the street, I'm sorry Miss Qingluo, this bouquet of flowers is for Sister Qing'er, next time we meet, I will compensate you."
"Cut, who do you think you are, I'm not rare if you send it or not, let's go, don't disturb my Yaxing." With a wave of her right hand, Qingya took a few steps back uncontrollably, and it was clear that she had given her an eviction order.
Looking over there again, the Lady in Red had disappeared without a trace. Let's give her a bouquet of flowers next time we meet.
After searching through the crowd, Qingya found the girl who belonged to the bouquet of flowers in her hand. At this moment, she was rolling up her sleeves and putting a dozen small rings of willow branches on her arm, while she was holding a willow ring in her other hand and carefully threw it out.
On the ground in front of Hua Qing'er, there are a variety of goods, from near to far, from small marbles to sewn rag doll toys, and even jade, gold and silver jewelry are placed in the farthest place.
Liu Huan flew out along an arc in front of her, but unfortunately because the force was too small, she didn't fly a few steps and fell to the ground, and this ring was empty again.
Qingya grew up in the market, and he has seen too many tricks like this.
The willow branches are soft and have strong elasticity, and those back jackpots are placed on a base, even if the guest throws it very accurately, the willow ring will bounce open after touching the base, and only when the luck is very good, the willow ring happens to hang on it, it is considered a success.
Moreover, even if it was the grand prize in the last row, those jade, gold and silver were all flawed, and the value of all of them could not match the pearl hairpin in Hua Qing'er's hair, but she still had a lot of fun.
It wasn't until the dozen or so willow rings on her arm were thrown out that she stopped. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred dollars turned into a few glass marbles in her hand.
"Hehe, Qingya, you're here, this one isn't fun at all, it doesn't hit at all, it's either too far or too close, and it was finally thrown away, and it actually bounced off on its own." Hua Qing'er lowered her hands, hooked her index fingers together, and complained to Qingya in a low voice.
If she wanted to, she only had to drive the magic of the Imperial Object, and these things were like digging for things, but she was like an ordinary girl, immersed in this little trick.
"Then you're still having so much fun, you can't stop one after another. Sister Qing'er, this bouquet of flowers was given to you, and I apologized for my rude behavior during the day. Qingya handed the bouquet of phalaenopsis to Hua Qing'er.
"Rosemary represents memory, you are young, what are you doing with such an old-fashioned autumn, it is better to put it in the dish as a seasoning." Hua Qing'er took the bouquet and saw the rosemary underneath, revealing her foodie nature.
"But who let you give it to me, or don't take it to stir-fry, take it back and find a vase to raise it."