The name of "Li Hua" was also remembered by chance, and as soon as the words came out, he felt regretful: Why are you angry with a little girl? What is wrong with you? But he walked a few steps and looked back at Na Xin'er, and saw that she had been left behind, and her eyes were shining with tears, so he was not wronged, so he had a feeling of annoyance again, and hurriedly walked away to find Yin Luo.

Yin Luo was looking at the show and was energetic, and when she saw Shen Di coming to her, she hurriedly pretended to be inseparable by picking things from the small stall next to her, and greeted him kindly. But she didn't expect him to directly stretch out a hand and gently hold her wrist, but the expression on his face was as if he was going to discount her: "You just got angry?"

She was confused, and gently turned her wrist to break free, but she didn't succeed, and said blankly: "What are you angry about?"

"I just pushed you away. ”

"You pushed me away to save me, what's so angry about this?"

"You ......"

He didn't know what was going on in his mind, but his grip on her wrist tightened a little harder. Yin Luo thought to himself what was going on, so he simply put a pair of shackles on her hands.

"You let go," she whispered, "what do you say like this?"

After all, it was the first time for Shen Tu to get along with a girl older than him, and he was a little shy, and he originally wanted to hold her hand, but he always felt embarrassed, and he was afraid that she would be angry, so he only dared to hold her wrist.

"Like what?" he asked rhetorically, "As your fiancé, why can't you pull and pull?"

"You-"

Yin Luo was choked all of a sudden, speechless, thought about it, simply didn't do anything, and didn't want his old face anymore, he directly took his hand to hold his arm, leaned over to him, and pretended to be affectionate: "What the husband said is that Yin Luo listens to the husband." ”

Hmph, fight with me, you're still a little tender, kid!

When she finished saying this, she got goosebumps on her body, and she felt that she was really disgusting. Looking at Shen Tu again, he didn't seem to react, but the roots of his ears were red, and his eyes didn't know where to look, just stared at the ground.

The trouble is over, and after all, you have to be serious. She stood up straight, took her hand off his arm, generously took his cold hand, pursed her lips, and said, "I said brother, if you want to learn from heroes to save beauty, you won't leave the beauty after saving it like this." If you want to learn from those domineering men, say something every day, 'Woman, you are only allowed to look at me', and you are too tender to pretend to be, you might as well obediently say something normal to your sister. Isn't it good for us to be friends as a husband and wife?"

The red color of the root of the god's ear gradually spread to his face. He just wanted to listen to that person, talk a little less, and didn't know why he had become the strange way he was now. It seems that in the face of Yin Luo, his whole person has fallen into a strange state, walking or sitting, but he doesn't know why.

Just like now, after listening to Yin Luo's words, he didn't know how to answer, so he could only answer her last sentence: "It's not good." ”

Yin Luo could only reluctantly give up communicating with him, but the hand he held firmly did not mean to let go, but shook it, and walked forward while shaking.

Didn't you say that the ghost king was "approachable"? Why has it become "difficult to communicate" now?

What she didn't know was that Shen Di's temperament had changed greatly since that time when he broke with Qingxuan Tianzun in front of the Yuming Palace.

"Eh," she sighed in her heart, "how can I get along well in the future? This kid can't talk to me like Wantong, if I really marry him, won't I die of boredom in the future?"

The flush on Shen Di's face had not yet dissipated. Where had he ever gotten along with a girl like this, his mind had already become a mess, and even though he was led by her, it seemed that all the other senses in his body were concentrated on that hand, and nothing else mattered.

"Her hands are ......so slippery," he thought, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, and immediately stopped his thoughts, and felt that his face was even hotter.

Yin Luo didn't notice that the eyes of the people around her looked at her a little changed, and asked him, "Do you have anything important to do when you come back to the world?"

He said, "Come for the New Year." ”

Chinese New Year? This is also a reason? Although the Danxue is quiet and peaceful, and there is nothing important to do, but a ghost king came to the world just to celebrate the New Year, this reason seems to be a little strange.

Well, the New Year is the New Year. She was really a little curious about the fun things in this world. But just being in the midst of the frolicking crowd, listening to their laughter, and feeling the smell of fireworks, I felt better for no reason.

Shen Tu quietly looked at Yin Luo's back, overlapping with a shadow in his mind. But no matter how he recalled, he just couldn't remember, as if someone had dug up a piece of his memory.

Shen Di just likes to compete with himself, he desperately wants to think about who that person is, and finally said to Yin Luo in a ghostly manner: "Senior sister." ”

After speaking, he was stunned, not only stunned, but even the whole person trembled - if Yun's casual eyebrows and eyes were opened, they would look like her.

Cloud casual. It had been a long time since he had uttered the name, as if the fire that day had been like a dream. He felt a faint ache in his heart, thinking that there would be no such coincidence in the world, and only prayed that she would go ahead and heard nothing.

But Yin Luo had already turned around, she obviously heard the title of "senior sister", and asked with some confusion: "Why do you call me 'senior sister'?

She said, as if she wasn't ready to know the answer, and turned her head away as if she didn't care: "Whatever you call it—like Wantong, you can call me sister." ”

He was very glad that Yin Luo didn't ask the bottom of the question, but she didn't know that she thought in her heart: "Shendi's senior sister should be that mortal little girl, then the master is Qingxuan Tianzun, what did he tell my senior sister to do? Or did he see someone like his senior sister on the street?"

She looked around, but saw no suspicious figure, and stopped thinking about it.

There is a teahouse in front of it, and it is very crowded. It's probably the Chinese New Year, and everyone wants to have a good time, so they all go inside to listen to the story. Yin Luo had never seen such an activity, and felt that it was very novel, so he turned around and said excitedly to Shen Di: "Let's go in and have a look, how about it?"

Because it's a female monarch, most people ignore that she is actually still a girl's age, and her aggressiveness in her temperament can't be hidden. Although there wasn't much to do in the Danxue, I also felt bored. No one here knew who she was, and no one framed her with the woman's request, so she simply squeezed directly into the crowd, saying "I'm sorry" while squeezing. Shen Tu was afraid of losing her again, so he grabbed her hand tightly and squeezed forward, and finally stood in the front position.

“...... The hairpin head and phoenix leaned into tears, I had no chance to lose the flowers, Xiaolou's lonely heart and the moon, and it was difficult to be as hook and difficult to round!

Then there was a sigh of boos all around. Yin Luo was puzzled, and whispered: "What are you doing to keep the widow alive and remarry!"

But someone around heard her muttering, and turned their heads to look. I saw that the girl next to me had a beautiful appearance, dressed in red clothes and her skin was as white as snow, and I sighed in my heart, and I couldn't help but take a few more looks. But Shen Tu didn't like these glances, not only looked back, but also determined not to crowd with these people, took her hand, and walked to the elegant seat upstairs.

The upstairs is much more spacious, and the seats are all rich people. If these storytellers were invited to their homes, no one would respond, and without that atmosphere, they would have sounded boring. So he opened a special seat. Shen Tu gave the fellow two taels of silver, and no one bothered him again. When Yin Luo saw him having a treat, he didn't shirk it, thinking that he had a place to sit anyway, so he did it unceremoniously, and smiled at him at the end: "You've been here before?"

"I've been here. "When I was a beggar, this teahouse was not so big at that time.

As soon as Yin Luo sat down, his heart was immediately attracted by the storyteller, and his two big eyes stared at him intently, and he didn't even notice that the fruit bowl came up. Shen Tu has heard the story of this rich daughter eloping with a poor scholar hundreds of times, but this time Yin Luo is by his side, he feels different, and he substitutes himself - if Yin Luo is the rich lady, he is the poor scholar?

He chuckled inwardly, thinking it was impossible. If Yin Luo becomes a rich lady, I am afraid that not only will she not be widowed, but she will also run away from home, where will it be his turn?

Yin Luo was fascinated by it, and suddenly heard a voice coming from the elegant seat next door only one window, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, but then he felt that the voice was gradually a little indecent, and he didn't know what the boy was doing when he heard the story, and grabbed the girl next to him. It's just that this is a busy city, and the two of them are inevitably too bold.

Yin Luo only wanted to cover his ears, but when he covered it, he couldn't hear the sound of the storyteller, so he was in a dilemma. But the voice was also heard, but the puzzled look on his face flashed, and he didn't say anything.

He didn't know anything, he just felt that the girl was screaming, and thought that he couldn't meddle anymore. Otherwise, he would have no time to accompany Yin Luo.

But the good times didn't last long, and a few more people on the stairs between them came up angrily and went straight to the private seat, and for a while the screams of angry scolding were endless. Shen Tu was facing the window, and suddenly reached out to catch a teapot that had broken through the window, and almost passed by Yin Luo's ear, and with a frown, he pulled her out of her seat. Immediately afterwards, a person was also thrown in, accompanied by the sound of a stool leg breaking. A big man scolded angrily: "Dare to sneak away?!Have you forgotten how Bai Su's mother raised you?!"

He was evidently speaking to the disheveled girl, who was still pulled up in rags, and blood was pouring from her mouth.

The gods snorted, obviously because they were not satisfied with their interest in listening to books. Because at this time, it was said that someone's eyes were focused on the second floor, and even the storyteller was staring at it blankly, looking like he didn't know what was going on.

Yin Luo obviously didn't have the idea of meddling either. She was originally angry that the couple were doing something unscrupulous in the teahouse, but now that they were beaten like this, she probably guessed seven, seven, eight, eight. Although I couldn't bear it in my heart, I still pulled Shen Tu away a little.

"I can't take care of this," she said to herself and Shen Di, "a girl who sneaked out of the green building and a man who only used the money in hand today will not come together in the end, and it is useless to help." It's better to let her take a good look at whether this man will help her next, or just run by herself. ”

Sure enough, the man was not dressed properly, and he crawled to the ground and knocked a bunch of people downstairs. The target of those big men was obviously not him, so they didn't chase her, but just grabbed the girl and dragged her away.

If the man had no money, he would not have come to this seat. But he didn't help this girl redeem herself when he had money, he obviously wanted to play with this girl's feelings, and he didn't take her to heart. Pity her thinking that she could elope with her beloved, but she was caught by the people in the Qinglou, and she fed the dog with all her heart, and she didn't know how to torture her if she was caught back.

In any case, in the end, I should have died to this man. The rich daughter in the play is with the poor scholar, but this is just a joke in the book, which is not true.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival in August is dewy, the pedestrians on the road are desolate, the small bridge is flowing with osmanthus flowers, day and night I thought about it, and finally met thousands of miles, but I was ruthlessly beaten by people. Hey, that lover is disheveled, doesn't care about the beauty, just cares about hiding at home, playing in front of him, and after his sins are full, retribution starts from the beginning!"

"Good!" the storyteller actually talked about it, and won a full house.