The sun is rising, and the morning breeze is getting hotter and hotter.

The squares cast by the sunlight on the ground slowly turn from golden yellow to pure white, the shadows of houses and trees gradually become shorter, the temperature gradually rises, and more people travel.

Yu Mengsheng finally couldn't help but be hungry, and wandered around the street like a ghost, looking around for a place to start.

He looked at the meat buns over there, all of them had thin skin and a lot of filling, and his mouth was full of fragrant gravy when he bit into it. But there are too many people around, and such an obvious target of oneself will definitely be driven away once it is approached; the old Li family's knife noodles over there are very cheap, and a few simple wooden tables are full of footmen who have come to the town to do chores, snoring and eating, and Yu Mengsheng is drooling.

Although there is no oil and water in the knife-cut noodles, you can eat a big bowl with a copper plate, and you can also drink free hot noodle soup, but you don't even have a copper plate, so it is estimated that the boss will not even give him free noodle soup, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little angry and felt that the world was hot and cold. Three months ago, Li Erkuanzi wanted to reopen his father's knife and noodle shop, and he was a short-term worker who helped build the pavilion.

Li Erchuan greeted three or five men like Yu Mengsheng, and worked hard for two days before he built a wooden shed, seven or eight wooden tables, and wooden chairs.

That Li Erskewer is very close to the door like his father, the work is done, but he doesn't give money, and he says that the shop has just opened, and his hands are tight. As compensation, in the future, these short-term workers will come to the store to eat a bowl of noodles and a braised egg, and he will not charge money.

Most of the workers have seen too many of these people, so they don't argue about anything, this proposal is not bad, a bowl of noodles and a braised egg is worth one or two copper plates, and it is similar to doing a day's work by themselves, so they each took the guy's business and went home.

But in the turn of the year, when Yu Mengsheng, who was so hungry that his stomach growled, went to the old Li family's knife and noodle shop, the boss had long forgotten who he was, and drove Yu Mengsheng like a fly: "Go, go, where are the beggars! Don't even give money to eat noodles, I built the tables and chairs in this greenhouse myself!"

Yu Mengsheng couldn't be angry, and he fought with Li Erskewer on the spot, smashing one of his teeth, and he can still see the black hole when he laughs. He thought about it, maybe he was wrong, how could he be a master like him who was still thinking about a bowl of noodles after a year?

He swallowed his saliva, stood in a place where Li Erskeung and his sturdy and sturdy daughter-in-law, who had a slightly bulging belly just after getting married, couldn't see it, looked at it for a while, then turned around and disappeared around the corner, walking elsewhere.

Along the way, Yu Mengsheng saw many familiar faces.

The son of the innkeeper over there was a lame man, who had been forked with an iron fork of hay when he was fighting with a gang of hooligans in the next town. The reason why Yu Mengsheng knew was because he was also present, it was that kid who was pulling people on the street, spending two copper plates to recruit troops and help him fight.

There was a widow living in the two-story hut on the east bank of the Qingshui River, Yu Mengsheng had not yet died of her husband when she first arrived, and now she is now a well-known coquettish widow. Her face is withered, her eye sockets are deep, and she always looks at herself with melancholy eyes, and Yu Mengsheng doesn't know how many times she dreams of her childhood by her pillow.

In the past, it is the farmer's alley, all of which are selling vegetables and fruits, once Yu Mengsheng picked up a bag of apples rolled down from the donkey cart here, and several fruit farmers around saw it, so they gathered to share the spoils, but because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, Yu Mengsheng took a few more, and was accused by those fruit farmers, saying that they were stealing other people's apples. As a result, the fruit farmer who lost the apple gathered a group of people to clean up Yu Mengsheng, and Yu Mengsheng also unceremoniously fought with others, because it was one-to-many, so that the fruit farmer was killed.

Yu Mengsheng held back the hunger and thirst in his stomach, looked at his empty eyes, and wandered through the streets like a ghost, wandering to other towns, no one noticed him, and no one knew why he wandered like a spirit bound to the ground and refused to leave. Everyone just glanced at him, and those who knew him pretended not to know him expressionlessly, at most they would only glance at him again, and no one would come forward to talk to him.

Why are these people so ignorant?

Don't they even know that there are demons hidden around them? Yu Mengsheng looked at the streets where people came and went, and suddenly felt extremely angry and sad.

How long have these people been used by those demons and monsters?! The desolation and anger turned into endless rage, and he felt so manic that he rushed up to overturn the tables and smash the chairs, and wanted to beat the innocents who stared at them with terrified eyes, and wanted to throw all those cute paper windmills and masks into the water!

In fact, he did exactly that, he yelled like a mad thug, rushed around, smashed the things of the small traders at will, frightened the children and only cried, and the old man urged the young people around him to hurry up and report to the police. He laughed hysterically, pointing at all the stunned and stunned people and scolding, that he was undoubtedly a complete madman.

He didn't know that at this moment, behind him, there was a slender black figure standing in the dark, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Just as a group of officers and soldiers rushed towards this side with their rattling iron knives, the black figure grabbed his collar like lightning and turned into a streamer and left the place. In vain, a group of people who had many theories and did not know why were left to look at each other and the officers and soldiers who were also at a loss.

The figure led him at a gallop through several small alleys, stopped, left him still on the ground, and said angrily, "Are you crazy?!"

Yu Mengsheng looked at the person who arrested him, and sure enough, it was the man from yesterday, he stubbornly gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of madness: "Yes...... I'm just crazy!What if I'm crazy!!"

The man shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Why are you so obsessed?"

Yu Mengsheng smiled fiercely: "It's your business!"

He was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he was not angry, and said to Yu Mengsheng very good-naturedly: "If there is anything, you might as well talk to me, maybe there is a way to solve it." Yu Mengsheng was stunned when he heard this, and then said slowly with astringent eyes: "Solve it, how to solve it, can you solve it?"

"Don't underestimate me. He laughs.

Yu Mengsheng looked at him suspiciously.

Ever since they met him yesterday, he felt that this person had been following him, and his whereabouts were very secretive. But Yu Mengsheng could see that he was extraordinary and by no means extraordinary. Then he wondered, "Who are you?"

The man was dressed in black, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was handsome, and he smiled very politely when he heard this: "You don't care who I am, just tell me what difficulties you have, and I'll see if there is any way to help you." ”

Yu Mengsheng thought about it, and saw that his eyes were sincere, not like a bad person, so he sat on the ground by himself, glanced at the man, and lowered his eyes, as if he was easing the agitated emotions. After a while, he slowly spoke: "Everything has to start when I met a man named Yi Xiaowu—"

It turned out that since Yi Xiaowu was taken to Huayin Valley by the fairy girl, eight years have passed, and there is no trace at all. Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in eight years, Yu Mengsheng has also grown up.

For eight years, he missed the easy sorrow who smiled very well day and night, so that when he reached the age of marriage, Yu Mengsheng was still alone, and no girl's family could get into his eyes. Yu Mengsheng's father saw his thoughts and mobilized the whole family to persuade him, although the daughter of the Yi family has a marriage contract with you, but she is a person with a fairy fate, after all, she is not a person who is not a person from us mortals, don't be persistent, don't be persistent!

But no matter who persuades him, he can't eliminate Yu Mengsheng's attachment. It's easy to get rid of sorrows, it's easy to get rid of sorrows, you have a good name, and who will eliminate my sorrows? He sighed and thought about it every day, and he was ready to grow old alone.

But one day not long after, a maid stumbled into Yu Mengsheng's house and told Yu Mengsheng a piece of news that made him feel blood-easy and sorrowful!