Chapter 3 My life has long been in your book of life and death

The ancient city walls are rusty, and the gaps between the bricks are covered with moss, and there is a kind of coolness of drill fingers to the touch.

The two big copper rings on the city gate are the ancient beasts in the grandfather's mouth, dumbfounded, and a little mad to watch. Hehuan playfully pulled the ring up and down for dozens of rounds before he raised his eyelids and smiled, "Spare you!" and then jumped into the city.

Behind her, the moss of the city wall is faintly engraved with the scene of the ancient goddess Tianyi controlling the phoenix and fighting the demons thousands of years ago. Although the age has been a long time, it can still be seen that the goddess was heroic and the scene was magnificent.

"Lalalala......" Hehuan carried a small basket on his back and jumped to the market.

The back basket was full of Chinese medicine that my grandfather had ordered to pick, and I took it to the market to sell some silver taels for a chicken and brought it back to stew soup. Thinking that he would have fragrant chicken soup to drink when he got home, Hehuan's heart was about to fly!

The big red lanterns in the bazaar swayed, swaying in circles and rings of red. The shouts came and went, so lively!

"Girl, buy a rouge?" Hehuan waved his hand and walked away with a smile, what kind of rouge to use, what a waste of money!

A dazzling array of goods are placed everywhere, and Hehuan can't find a place to set up a stall.

When Hehuan was in a trance, "Bang!" "Hey, it hurts!"

And the person in front of her, who supported her weight, actually flashed lightly to the side and hid aside.

So, the acacia, who had lost his center of gravity, cried out in great misery, "Ahh......hh

"Smack!" is so crisp......

The initiator next to him held back for a while, and then finally couldn't help laughing. This girl is kind of interesting.

Clearly, he was pleased with the result.

Poor Hehuan watched the freshly picked herbs thrown out of a parabola in her back basket for a long distance, lying on the ground trampled by pedestrians coming and going, so distressed......! Woo woo...... "The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and when I lay down on the street and began to cry." The scene was heartbreaking.

The pedestrians around saw a little girl crying so miserably, and a seemingly personable man next to him actually laughed, so he began to point and talk about it.

"Ahem. Girl, are you okay?" Ling Yuan couldn't help but feel a little weak when he saw that he was caught in the accusations of public opinion, and asked pretending to be very concerned.

"Uh......h Woo...... Chicken ...... "Hehuan cried even more sadly when he saw that there were many people." Oh my God, so many people have stepped on my medicinal herbs, and they must have lost all their money! How can I sell it! My chicken soup!

What chicken soup? Ling Yuan couldn't help but laugh, how long had it been since he had eaten chicken soup?

Ling Yuan squatted down and patted Hehuan on the shoulder: "Hey." Are you hungry?"

He Huan raised his head and looked at the bad guy in front of him with a grim face. Wait, how do you look a little ...... Beautiful? Her white face is even whiter than mine, isn't it? These eyebrows are so thick, what do you eat? Her eyes are so flashing, so seductive! Wait, why is there a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth......? What's wrong with being good-looking? What's wrong?! Lost my chicken soup! Still a wicked person! Heinous!

Thinking of this, Hehuan simply lay on the ground and didn't move, his mouth pouted, "Hmph!", "What's the matter with you?"

Ling Yuan smiled again, his mouth was quite hard! It's a little interesting~

"Since it's none of my business, I'm leaving?" said with a look on his face that I knew you were asking me for.

Hehuan sat up indignantly: "You have also seen it, my herbs are useless." I can't buy chicken and go back to stew. "A dead face and no love for life.

Ling Yuan couldn't help but laugh. Looks like it's up to me.

"Let's go~ Take you to drink the chicken soup from Yuehualou. "Ling Yuan looked like I was a great benevolent person. By the way, he extended his own friendly hand.

"Really?!" He Huan was overjoyed! He directly put his hand in Ling Yuan's hand, pulled it hard, and quickly stood up with strength. Ling Yuan, who was harmful, was unprepared and almost stumbled.

The temperature from the palm of my hand is a little icy, and a little warm, well, it's very comfortable. Ling Yuan smiled.

The crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only a white-haired old gentleman who was a fortune teller shouting: "Fortune telling~ understand the first half of your life! Count the second half of your life! Don't want money!" The old gentleman took in all this, and there was a sly smile in his eyes, as if he had seen through everything.

And the acacia that only has chicken soup in his heart is a fart, and he follows the people he has met for less than five minutes to eat and drink!

At the corner of the alley, a man in black stood with a black veil covering his face, and he couldn't see his expression, only the blood on his chest soaked out of his clothes, which he tried his best to hide. The eyes cast on Hehuan and Ling Yuan felt fierce through the veil.

"It's really an unclean morning!" Zhou Banxian put away the hexagram flag, took out the wine jug on his waist, and drank it with a smile.