Emo, I am traveling into the apocalypse with billions of supplies

The two ran over quickly. The stall owner is a middle-aged man with glasses and a thin figure. His overall energy is not very good. Although he is wrapped in a dirty jacket that is almost invisible, when he saw them coming, He still subconsciously arranged his clothes and received them in the best manner.

"Do you need anything?"

The man spoke, his voice was calm, but there was a sense of restraint in his bones that he was not good at words.

He carefully arranged the white and clean rice paper and carefully maintained pen and ink on the stall. A little embarrassed "That's all I have."

Xue Yueqing glanced around his stall and found that there were both raw and cooked rice papers, and the white, yellowish, brown, and red rice papers were neatly stacked one by one without any wrinkles.

It can be seen that the owner really cares about things.

Xue Yueqing curled her lips, and the red lips under the mask opened and closed slightly. With a smile, "We want to write a few couplets."

"Well, yes."

"How much does it cost?"

The man was a little embarrassed. Maybe this was his first business in so many days of setting up a stall, and for a while he didn't know how much he should charge.

After thinking about it for a long time, he waved his hand in shame, "Just watch it."

Xue Yueqing nodded and saw the pen and ink on the folding table. She felt a little itchy for a moment. After leaving the world of immortality, her soul wandered into another world. She didn't know how many years she had not touched pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Can I write it myself?" she asked suddenly.

The Jiubei bird of prey standing behind her narrowed her eyes and smiled. The little girl doesn't hide her abnormality at all now?

Xue Yueqing is not stupid. After having been together for so long, she naturally knows that Jiubei Prey has long seen that she and the body are two different people. Of course she didn't bother to pretend.

The stall owner didn't hesitate at all and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Xue Yueqing picked up the red rice paper and looked at it carefully. I found it was a four-foot couplet paper.

Just right.

She carefully took out a piece of paper and started writing.

"The writing style is as floating as a floating cloud, as powerful as a frightening dragon. The handwriting is flowing and flowing, but the calligraphy is exceptionally strong. It's so contradictory and unique! Good calligraphy! Good calligraphy!" The middle-aged man stood up from his horse in excitement, his eyes flashing with difficulty. The heat of speech. As if he were some extreme fanatic.

This provoked the Jiubei Prey to subconsciously move closer and stand closely behind Xue Yueqing, for fear that this person would do something drastic.

Because of the man's yelling, he also glanced at Xue Yueqing's handwriting.

The writing is strong and powerful, almost penetrating the back of the paper. The handwriting is even more revealing of a wanton and free spirit.

He was quite surprised that his little girl, a little monster, had a very good family background.

If Xue Yueqing knew what he was thinking. She would probably be speechless. After all, a pig would have to be able to recite a few poems even if he lived for eighteen hundred years, not to mention that she was a demon king.

Soon a couplet was written.

The middle-aged man couldn't wait to pick it up and look at it carefully, as if he was looking at some priceless and precious work of art. "Spring returns, and thousands of peaks show off the earth, and the sun warms thousands of trees in China. Good! Good! Good! It's so well written."

Xue Yueqing didn't care about this somewhat obsessed middle-aged man. Keep writing.

Jiubei Prey leaned slightly closer to her, looked at her words carefully, and read out as she put pen to paper, "The east wind blows thousands of mountains green, and the spring rain sprinkles everything new."

He turned his head and looked at the little girl who was looking attentively. He stopped disturbing her and allowed her to do her best.

Xue Yueqing became more comfortable writing. Unknowingly, I wrote 10 couplets.

Before she put away the pen with satisfaction, she found another 11-foot- red paper and wrote more blessing characters.

She only took 10 pieces, and the rest with the word "Fu" were left for the stall owner.

Xue Yueqing took out a 500g bag of polished rice and another 500g bag of corn kernels. Place it on the stall.

Seeing that Jiubei Prey was already arranging the couplets, she smiled and rolled up the 10 blessings in her hand and held them in her hand, "Total two kilograms of grain. Please keep it."

"Isn't this... going to be too much?" The middle-aged man glanced at the two small bags of food on the table. He really couldn't bear to refuse. But he knew that his paper and ink were worthless, but he really needed food. For a moment, I was a little confused. The character of a scholar prevents him from doing greedy things.

Xue Yueqing smiled, "It's true that it's hard to buy something you like with money. I'm happy, it's worth it."

After saying that, he took Jiubei Prey and left.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the stall and hesitated for a long time, then slowly leaned over and bowed slightly in the direction where the two people left to express his gratitude.

When he squatted down to collect the food and tidy the table, he discovered the word "福" covered under the paper. The man was silent for a moment.

He stared at the word with complicated eyes for a long time, then folded it carefully and put it into his jacket.

The voice was a little choked, in this terrible apocalypse. It's rare to meet a kind-hearted person. "Actually, life is not that difficult. You can get over it if you endure it." He murmured in a low voice, as if speaking to himself, but also as self-encouragement.

Xue Yueqing didn't know all this. The couplet was included in the space along with the word "Fu".

The two of them continued to walk around with a night light.

Soon they found their second target.

An elderly couple wearing not-so-thick jackets hid in an ice hole dug into the snow and ice wall piled up on the street. Shivering. There are several small red lanterns placed on the stalls outside the ice cave. It is a lantern with a bamboo frame that is common on the market and cannot be opened or closed.

Xue Yueqing picked it up, looked at it twice, and signaled Jiubei Prey to turn off the night light in her hand.

Then he asked, "Old man, how do you sell this thing?"

The two old men looked at each other and said hesitantly, "Little girl, are you watching?"

Xue Yueqing smiled and directly tied all the lanterns on the stall with ropes. Turning around, he took out two vacuum-packed military coats from the Jiubei Predator bag. He also took a 2-pound bag of rice and a 3-pound bag of flour and placed them at the entrance of the old man's ice cave.

Before the old man could react, she took the lead and dragged Jiubei Prey away.

After the old man could barely see what was in front of him through the moonlight. Both eyes were red, "That girl is a good person." The old man said with emotion.

The old woman murmured for a moment before sighing, "We don't know how many more days we can live. Why would this little girl give these good clothes to us two immortals?"

"We may have met a living Bodhisattva."

Jiubei Prey accompanied Xue Yueqing, walking quietly with a lantern in his hand.

Xue Yueqing suddenly said, "Do you think I am too prodigal to show my kindness?"

Jiubei Prey shook his head, turned around and faced her, and said seriously, "I'm very happy that in such a world, you can still maintain your original intention."

But she looked confused and a little embarrassed, "But I can help these strangers appropriately, but I can't help Lone Wolf and Lao Zhao..."

Jiubei Prey knew what she wanted to say. He stretched out his hand to hold the night light between the two of them, looked at her little face in a funny way, and said seriously, "Help, help when needed. They have no place to live, no food to eat, and they still can't support themselves." ? None. They don’t need help or assistance. We have to believe that they can.”

After a pause, he didn't finish his words, "When you really need help, extending a helping hand is the real help. Qingqing, don't confuse help with poverty alleviation."

Xue Yueqing nodded.

She was born a loner and didn't know how to get along with others. Demonic nature is inherently evil. But the devil also has his own principles. Those who are treated sincerely will not be hurt.

Therefore, every time she faced the sincerity of the lone wolves in the building, she always felt extremely ashamed. Although I don't feel that I am wrong, I often feel a little entangled.

When Jiubei Prey said this, she actually understood some of the ways in which people get along with each other.

Sincerity is not necessarily good, and concealment is not necessarily bad.

"What else do you need for the New Year?" She looked up at him with a playful smile.

Jiubei Prey thought for a moment and said in an uncertain tone, "Fireworks?"