The original owner, Chu Xingchen, has no mortal life experience.

But the current Chu Xingchen is different, he is from the Blue Star, and he still likes this kind of fireworks very much.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the bright moon disk hanging high in the sky is not yet round, but it is still bright.

"Immortals, immortals, why does the moon follow me wherever I go?" Xiaohua asked crisply, and her eyes were clear.

The boss and Xiao Hei also looked at Chu Xingchen in unison, expecting the immortal's answer.

Because the moon revolves around this planet, because the moon is very big, so close to this planet, and there is nothing around it that can block it.

Therefore, it is not that the moon follows people, but that people cannot go out of the range reflected by the moon.

This is similar to the fact that Sun Monkey can't escape from the Five Finger Mountain.

Explain it to these little kids with modern knowledge, and they will definitely not understand.

So Chu Xingchen explained simply and rudely: "Because you believe in the light and are blessed by it." ”

The three children's eyes were bright, and they only felt that all three of them were lucky.

Along the way, they laughed extraordinarily happily, which gave them some childlike appearance.

There are already many stalls on the street with lanterns of different shapes, adding to the festive joy of Pingkang City.

The surrounding buildings are not high, and the shape of the cornices and corners is quite similar to the Ming and Qing Dynasty buildings recorded in history textbooks.

Chu Xingchen had a feeling of walking into a movie, and followed the three children around curiously and comfortably.

Passing by a stall, Xiaohua stared at the sugar gourd and couldn't walk.

She didn't speak, just looked at the sugar gourd stupidly.

The Boss was about to pull out the gold to buy it, but was interrupted by a hawker with a monkey's cheek.

"Little beggar, get out, don't delay your business here!" The peddler shouted.

Xiaohua was startled, took a few steps back, and turned around reluctantly.

Xu was drunk too much, and the eight-year-old girl didn't cry because she was scolded.

The boss stepped forward to hold Xiaohua and said sharply to the snob-eyed peddler: "Dare to yell at my sister, believe it or not, I bought all your stalls!" ”

He has a lot of money on him.

In the eyes of the boss, Xiaohua is not only a younger sister, but also the granddaughter of the head of the family, and the eldest lady.

It's just that now the eldest lady is down, he will definitely be able to soar one day, and the boss is ready to be Xiaohua's handyman and bodyguard.

Xiaohua pulled the boss and persuaded him in a low voice, telling the boss not to be impulsive.

They are accustomed to poverty, and often have no meal, but only a grain of gold, which they have to use on the edge of a knife.

The peddler sneered: "The little beggar still dares to speak up, see if I don't clean you up!" ”

"Smack!"

A grain of gold smashed directly into the peddler's head, making him dizzy, spinning, and swollen in the head.

The peddler covered his head and crouched on the ground in pain.

This scene immediately attracted many passers-by.

It was not the boss who smashed people, but Chu Xingchen.

He was very unhappy with people of this kind of power.

But from the other side's point of view, there is nothing wrong with expelling the stinky little beggars.

Different positions lead to different choices.

Chu Xingchen is now the light of the three children, so he wants to teach the peddler a lesson.

Just as the peddler blurted out that he wanted to report to the official, a grain of gold on the ground made him dumbfounded.

He covered his red and swollen forehead, looked up at Chu Xingchen, who was as elegant as an immortal, and was suddenly shocked.

"They bought your stall, get out!" Chu Xingchen said indifferently.

The peddler and the three children felt that happiness had come too suddenly.

The peddler thanked him and ran away.

The three children cheered.

The onlookers were amazed.

"I don't know which noble son it is, he is so generous, he has such a good heart!"

"Heh, buy a lot of sugar gourds for the three little beggars, and panic when you're full!"

There are many people of all kinds, and Chu Xingchen is not surprised.

And the three children have already felt the evil in this world, so they are also used to it.

Chu Xingchen picked up a string of sugar gourds and handed them to Xiaohua's mouth.

Xiaohua smiled extremely brightly and opened her mouth to bite.

But Chu Xingchen stuffed the sugar gourd into his mouth with his backhand and chewed it with great enjoyment.

Chu Xingchen ate it with glutinous rice paper in his mouth, the sweet and sour feeling, Chu Xingchen still didn't like it very much, but it could make him recall his childhood when he was a blue star.

Xiaohua's mouth was deflated, and she was extremely aggrieved.

And Chu Xingchen pointed to her little hand, and a string of sugar gourds appeared in Xiaohua's hand.

So, one big and three urinated with a big stick full of sugar gourds and swaggered through the market.

After coming to the best inn and settling the three children, Chu Xingchen also specially instructed the shopkeeper to take them to buy a few sets of clothes that fit tomorrow, and add winter clothes by the way.

The shopkeeper refused at first.

But after seeing a gold ingot on the case, I changed my attitude and thoughts by the way.

"Don't worry, I will take care of the three little guests, you don't have to worry about their food, clothing, housing and transportation, it is definitely the best in our store!"

"Then thank you shopkeeper, otherwise I will tear down your shop." Chu Xingchen said politely and intimidating.

Immediately, he gently patted the solid wood table, and the entire table turned into powder in an instant.

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, and the joy of getting the gold ingot was gone, replaced by a deep jealousy.

As the owner of the most luxurious inn in Pingkang, he is well-informed.

Like the young man in front of him, such a strong martial artist, he had never seen it before.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but look at the table, and when he looked up again, there was no longer the figure of the person just now.

He let out an exclamation of "ah", and then covered his mouth with wide eyes.

"Immortal...... Immortal ......"

At this time, Chu Xingchen had already stepped into the air and flew to the border of Yankang State, where the Great Wall was built.

The border desert is getting cooler at night.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Chu Xingchen hid his figure and walked into the big tent, and more than a dozen people who were forcibly recruited to work were talking about desert tricks.

"Do you know the name of this desert, it's called Silent Hill?!"