The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

This is the first time for Yanjiu and Shangjing to come to the night market.

As far as the eye could see, there were crowds of people and it was crowded.

Immediately afterwards, the aroma of various foods opens the nasal cavity.

Shang Jing couldn't help but take a step back. He looked unhappy: "There are so many people, and the food looks so greasy."

However, when Shang Jing turned to look at Yanjiu, he saw that Yanjiu's eyes were full of curiosity and a little bit of surprise.

Like a young child facing an unknown world for the first time, he tentatively wants to explore.

Moreover, Yanjiu still stood there muttering: "It's so lively."

The noise of the surrounding crowd soon evaporated into joy, anger, sorrow, and emotions.

But Yanjiu just watched from a distance, while Shang Jing passed Yanjiu and walked in front.

After walking a few steps, he turned back and waved to Yanjiu: "Come here."

Yanjiu was a little confused: "Huh?"

Shang Jing was a little impatient: "Don't you think it's lively and want to come over and have a look?"

Yanjiu finally raised his steps and walked towards the crowd, looking forward to and cautiously.

Seeing Yan Jiu's slowness, Shang Jing really didn't have the patience. He grabbed Yan Jiu's wrist and pulled Yan Jiu forward.

The fireworks gathered in the night market spread out into the human world.

In the surrounding noise, you can tell that some people are worried about their salary, some are sharing the joy of love with their friends, and some mothers are teaching their children not to swallow their anger when they are bullied...

Various emotions are intertwined, and various desires urge human beings to grow upward.

Yanjiu suddenly turned his head and looked at Shang Jing, he was a little curious:

"Shang Jing, do you have any desire?"

Unconsciously, Shang Jing's eyes fell on Yanjiu's collarbone. Next to the white collarbone, under the thin clothes, a ruby ​​pendant was looming.

There was no desire before, so who knows in the future?

Shang Jing looked into the distance, looked away, and said casually: "Yes."

Yanjiu was slightly surprised. Does even a person like Shang Jing have desires? Everyone has things they want to achieve and things they want to possess.

He asked in confusion: "Shang Jing, don't you want to practice? Shouldn't things like desire be a stumbling block on the road to practice?"

Shang Jing smiled disdainfully: "Those are just excuses for the weak."

While Yanjiu was deep in thought, Shang Jing had already dragged him to a stall with few people.

"Would you like wontons?"

Yanjiu looked at the barbecue stall next to him and rejected Shang Jing's proposal:

"Boss, be generous and don't be stingy. Let's go have barbecue."

Shang Jing sneered: "You are really not afraid that I will slap you to death."

Yanjiu turned around and smiled at Shang Jing, his peach blossom eyes turning into a very pure and clean look:

"Boss, don't think of yourself as such a bad person. In fact, you're not a bad person."

Shang Jing: "..." Yanjiu's good guy card seems to be extremely worthless.

……

Only Yanjiu was eating the meat on the table in front of him, and Shang Jing disliked this kind of stall food.

Yanjiu ate slowly and slowly.

The vegetables and fat meat were neatly placed beside them, without moving a single bite.

Shang Jing frowned as he watched Yanjiu eating.

"Don't you even eat the staple food?"

Yanjiu: "Eat red bean dumplings, pumpkin milk..."

Shang Jing: "?"

At this time, there was a commotion outside the barbecue stall, and the sound was very arrogant.

A young male voice said to the boss arrogantly:

“Boss, clear the place and we will double the compensation for the damage.

Teacher Luan, please find a place to sit quickly and we will make arrangements here. "

Immediately afterwards, Luan Qiu's voice came:

"I brought you here to experience the suffering of the world. Don't make the situation so big."

That's what he said, but when Luan Qiu looked at the crowd feasting, he felt real disgust.

The student was very discerning, so he hurriedly said: "This person is so multi-minded, it would be better to clear the place."

It turned out that Luan Qiu and his group of students also wandered to the night market.

The boss thought that Luan Qiu's group was a group of young men, and they were dressed in either rich or expensive clothes.

He was also afraid of causing any trouble, so he was accompanying Smiley Qingren from table to table.

In fact, Yanjiu had almost eaten. He was too lazy to cause trouble. He was about to put down his chopsticks, but was interrupted by Shang Jing:

"Eat yours."

Yanjiu curled his lips and raised his chopsticks again.

When you join the world, you have to abide by the rules of the world, right? Who is forced to listen to whom?

The boss saw that Yanjiu's table was not moving, so he embarrassedly informed Luan Qiu and the others.

Shao Qing and Luan Qiu's two students came over aggressively and told Yan Jiu and others to leave.

Shang Jing didn't say a word, but rolled up his sleeves casually, and his knuckled palms looked particularly graceful.

He picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table and threw them towards the two people behind him without looking back.

A chopstick went straight through the first person's shoulder.

Another chopstick penetrated the second person's ear bone.

Before the screams could be heard, blood was already splattering.

Yanjiu looked away, thinking how cruel it was.

Shang Jing always pretends to be elegant and gentle, but he actually doesn't do much by himself.

It's rare to see Shang Jing's methods so bloody and straightforward.

Shang Jing wiped his hands slowly, then looked back at his results.

After admiring the second person's pierced ears, Shang Jing said softly:

"It's better to be a little biased, otherwise it will look better..."

Immediately, Shang Jing turned around again. He saw Yanjiu tilting his head slightly, and suddenly felt a little unhappy: "Are you afraid?"

Yanjiu quickly waved his hand: "No, it's just that the blood looks a bit..."

Before Yan Jiu could finish speaking, Shang Jing received the message:

"Indeed, it's a bit off. The angle where the blood is splattered is not aesthetically pleasing."

Yanjiu: "..." Forget it, let Shang Jing understand it on his own.