One hundred and seventy-nine

On Songtao Peak, Liu Yun was bedridden until the seventh day after the end of the competition, when he could get out of bed and walk around, and it was not until the fifteenth day that the internal injury first healed, and it was not until the twenty-fifth day that he finally recovered.

This time, he was really seriously injured, with his physical fitness, with the massive elixir on Songtao Peak, it would still take such a long time to heal, if it were someone else, without the elixir, I am afraid it would take years, or even decades to heal.

After Liu Yun recovered from his injury, he secretly picked up Mo Xiaohong and ran down the mountain, it turned out that this guy couldn't stay idle, and he wanted to find a place to listen to the music and relieve his fatigue.

The two of them smeared down the mountain, and ran away without knowing it, spending half an hour, traveling eight hundred miles against the wind, and arriving at the nearest small city, the two of them made a trick, and turned a Taoist robe into a plain Confucian shirt worn by ordinary Xiucai, Shi Shiran walked into the green building.

The two of them thought they didn't know it, but they didn't see Xiao Tianzheng, who was standing quietly next to Lao Song, looking at them with a smile on his face.

Most of the people in the Qinglou are Qing officials who only sell their art but not their bodies, and only a very small number of people specialize in the skin and meat business, and they fall to the lower classes, and the money they earn is not as rich as that of Qing officials.

If you want to sell your body to you, it's not impossible, it depends on your means.

Mo Xiaohong is not against coming to this Fengyue place, he believes that Liu Yun is not the kind of person who messes around, the two of them have grown up together since childhood, and no one knows Liu Yun better than Mo Xiaohong.

The two listened to it with great interest, Mo Xiaohong got up, and also picked up the purple bamboo flute on his waist and played several songs.

When they passed through the market, they accidentally saw a group of people gathered in front of a small stall, noisy and chaotic, obviously arguing about something.

Liu Yun was already idle and wild, everything was as he pleased, and he couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw this, and when he lined up the crowd and looked inside, it was a middle-aged man with a thin body and a pockmarked face who was arguing with a teenager in his teens.

This stall sells steamed buns, and it is opened next to the Qinglou, apparently for those who return late from the Qinglou.

The middle-aged man said fiercely: Boy, you don't want to be ignorant! Dare to come to my stall to eat pit and be abducted, are you tired of being alive or what?

Tears rolled in the young man's eyes, and he said with a crying voice: Wang Mazi, I obviously have a few big coins with you, why do you still say that I didn't have money with you?

This young man has a miserable background, has been begging in the city, and lives on a few begging copper coins, and now when he encounters this arrogant and unreasonable Wang Mazi, he really loses his senses.

When Liu Yun saw this young man, he couldn't help but think of the things he and Mo Xiaohong begged for on the street back then, and inevitably felt a little pity, not to mention whether the young beggar gave money or not, or if he didn't give it, there should be no problem with this Wang Mazi giving a few buns. Human nature is inherently good, perhaps the world has changed the originally good human nature, or perhaps human nature is inherently evil, bullying the weak, but it is just nature.

Liu Yun and Mo Xiaohong beside him glanced at each other, Mo Xiaohong's eyes were also full of unbearability, Liu Yun laughed, lined up the onlookers, squeezed inside, and said: And don't discuss whether this silver money is with it or not! Anyway, we are the one who has Wang Mazi and your silver money! I want all these buns!

Wang Mazi raised his eyes to look at him, his face was tight, obviously he had never seen it, when did he want to wrap my bun with the silver money? It's just that he saw Liu Yun wearing a Xiucai Confucian shirt, although Liu Yun was full of beard, and he didn't have the elegant demeanor that Xiucai should have, but he was more like an outlaw in the green forest, of course Wang Mazi didn't dare to treat him like a young beggar, whether he was a Xiucai or a bandit in the green forest, Wang Mazi would definitely not be able to provoke him.

He said: Childe, what evidence do you have to prove that you paid the money and wrapped my bun?

Liu Yun smiled and said: That's not easy! As long as I call three times and these buns are willing to follow me, it proves that I am the owner of these buns, and it proves that I have paid!

The young beggar looked at the bearded man in front of him in astonishment, how could there be such a thing in the world? Isn't this pure nonsense?

Wang Mazi looked at Liu Yun, who was obviously a little drunk, and a sneer pulled out at the corner of his mouth, this person can't drink flower wine and drink crazy? Let Baozi follow him? Open his eyes and say nonsense!

The onlookers didn't speak, and Liu Yun's words were unbelievable! They had originally come to see the excitement, but now that the excitement has become more lively, their hearts can't help but become even more lively.

Liu Yun saw the expressions of the people around him, and he didn't say much, he pulled up the wine gourd on his waist and poured a sip of wine, he waved his hand to the bun on the stall in a drunken daze and said: Come on, come with me! Come on, come with me! Come on, come with me!

After repeating this three times, Liu Yun turned around and left, staggering but walking forward without stopping, and the onlookers automatically made a way for him, and they also wanted to see what kind of walking method this bun was.

Liu Yun walked out three zhang away, looked back, and saw that the buns were still steaming in the steamer on the stall without moving, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, he blew on the buns fiercely, turned around and walked into the distance again.

The young beggar's face showed a trace of worry, and the corners of Wang Mazi's mouth were full of sneers.

But the bun moved! At first, it was only a slight tremor, but as Liu Yun continued to move away, the buns stood up one after another, lined up neatly, followed Liu Yun, nodded in the air, and chased Liu Yun!

Everyone's jaws fell to the ground in an instant, and the next moment, everyone who saw this scene hurriedly knelt down, kept kowtowing to Liu Yun, and shouted loudly: Immortals!

The young beggar who was kneeling on the ground quietly raised the corner of his eyes and looked at Liu Yun's unruly figure and the long string of buns behind him, with a strong desire in his eyes.

Mo Xiaohong looked at Liu Yun's figure, and a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, this little junior brother is really used to being idle and free.

Neither of them noticed the masked woman standing ten feet away from the stall, chuckling at the scene.

Fang went out of the city, Liu Yunmo and Xiaohong had just summoned a breeze and were about to leave, when a soft female voice suddenly came from behind them: Hey!

The sound was not loud, and it looked particularly soft in the moonlight before the dawn. The night breeze is light, and the slightest wisp of refreshing coolness creeps up.

This should have been an extremely beautiful, quiet and beautiful female voice, gentle moonlight and breeze.

But when Liu Yun heard this voice, the sense of horror spread from the tail vertebrae to the Baihui acupoint at the top of the brain! The hair stood on end! Like an angry beast, however, Liu Yun was not angry, but completely frightened!

He smiled reluctantly and said, "Qiong Xuan, what a coincidence!"

This kind of pretentious reluctance, even a blind man can see it, Qiong Xuan's pretty face is cold, looking at him coldly, and said: What do you mean!

Mo Xiaohong smiled secretly, laughing without a trace, he took care of himself and summoned a fresh breeze, ignoring the pleading gaze projected by Liu Yun, and happily walked away with the breeze.

After a moment of horror, Liu Yun's face instantly turned into an extremely flattering smile, and said: Lady, why did you appear here?

Qiong Xuan still said unusually coldly: Why did you have such an expression like a dead father and mother when you saw me just now! You must explain it to me clearly today! Also, don't call me a lady!

Liu Yun said in a panic: No, no, my expression just now was because Mo Xiaohong said that someone on the peak had a crush on me, and I was afraid that you would be jealous of you.........

Well, Lao Liu's lies are really a bit of a standard.

Fairy Qiong Xuan took off the scarf below, and her thrilling cheeks instantly appeared in front of Liu Yun, and she slowly walked in front of Liu Yun with a thick suspicion on her face, and took a breath gently.

This time, all the doubts on her face disappeared, and all that was left was boundless evil qi! The fat powder smell of Qinglou on this guy's body was too strong! It was so thick that she could easily distinguish it as long as she smelled it lightly!

"You're going to visit the Qinglou again?!!!"

The sword light was roaring, like a tide, and the rest was Liu Yun's miserable scream.

Mo Xiaohong leisurely controlled the breeze, felt the beauty of the miserable screams behind him, and took a deep breath, life is so beautiful, life is so gorgeous, it should be cherished!

He didn't have the slightest sense of self-reproach for leaving Liu Yun to suffer alone.

Sure enough, it's Lao Liu's good brother!!

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