Really not a villain

Xunyang City.

Mu Jiangling stood for a long time looking at the simple and austere words on the city gate, tears streaming down his face from the vicissitudes that came to him.

A pipa song on the head of the Xunyang River is so noisy that it makes people cry.

Time and space are intertwined, seemingly real but not real.

Before Mu Jiangling could feel more emotion, the soldiers at the city gate shouted in dissatisfaction, "What are you doing over there!"

"Brother, we..." Mu Jiangling came back to his senses, seeing the impatient look on the soldier's face, he hurriedly took out some silver from his pocket, trying to say a few nice words to slip in.

Ying Chen squinted at the soldier, then looked at Mu Jiangling's approaching appearance, his eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"We have fled all the way so far, and met bandits. We lost the pass on the way. Can you be accommodating..." Mu Jiangling was talking nonsense, while quietly stuffing money. , opened his mouth and came, and was talking vigorously, when Ying Chen suddenly pulled him back, he didn't understand why he turned around, "What are you doing, hey brother, please don't mind, this is me..."

Ying Chen: "Get out of the way."

Mu Jiangling was roughly pushed aside, wondering why he was going crazy, fearing that this guy would do something surprising, he desperately hugged his arm: "What are you doing, don't go over..."

For Chen, this amount of weight on his arm is nothing, and it doesn't bother him at all.He dragged Mu Jiangling, walked up to the soldiers, and said, "Let go."

what! ! ! ! !

Mu Jiangling roared inwardly, wishing he could strangle him to prevent him from speaking, or simply go down with a knife to knock him unconscious and put him in a sack, which saves trouble and is at ease.

Just when he was about to do something to remedy it, the soldier actually turned sideways and obediently moved out of the way.

Mu Jiangling: "????"

Are the soldiers guarding the city so talkative now? ? ?

Mu Jiangling hung on Ying Chen's arm in a daze, and was dragged all the way into Xunyang City.

Ying Chen: "How long are you going to hug?"

Mu Jiangling let go of his hand awkwardly, and said, "How did you do it?"

The answer is simple: "I am God."

Mu Jiangling: "..."

I really shouldn't ask such stupid questions.

In such a big city, if you want to find something, it is best to ask someone.Mu Jiangling randomly asked a passerby to inquire about the famous cloth shop in Xunyang City. The person pointed to the East Street and said, "Isn't our most famous cloth shop the Jinxiu cloth shop? Go straight along the street and you will be there. "

"Thank you very much."

But Ying Chen didn't want to go to the East Street: "Not to Buzhuang."

Mu Jiangling: "Why?"

Ying Chen: "Hmph."

"It's winter, don't make a few more winter clothes, do you want me to freeze to death in the wilderness? Ordinary people are not comparable to gods. It's good or bad if you don't freeze after a snowfall. Brother, you have to be considerate of our fragile mortal body ..."

Mu Jiangling spoke so earnestly, and Xiaozhi used emotion to reason, and finally persuaded people.

As soon as they entered the cloth shop, the shopkeeper and the embroiderers went crazy.

The well-dressed proprietress held a ropa in her hand, and she looked like she was about to faint: "This, this little brother, are you here to make new winter clothes? Our newly imported thick fabric has a grand weave and a high-quality color. , the embroiderer's kung fu is also first-class, the clothes she made match the figure of my little brother, it will definitely be able to..."

A few bold embroiderers had already surrounded him with soft rulers, chattering and admiring, wishing they could take off their clothes and measure them carefully.

Ying Chen looked at Mu Jiangling expressionlessly.

Mu Jiangling didn't expect this scene at all, and after being stunned, he almost died of laughter.

He knew that Ying Chen was not only handsome, but also seven feet long, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his body proportions were quite perfect.But I didn't expect this appearance to be so lovable, even if the whole body exudes a breath of three feet of ice, it can't stop the enthusiastic little girl from leaning forward.

Ying Chen stared at him, with a clear meaning: Get him away, or you can decide.

Mu Jiangling coughed, and said slowly, "This... the shopkeeper, I am the one who wants to buy winter clothes."

"Oh? This..." The proprietress turned her head, her eyes lit up, "What kind of fabric does this young man want? Ours is the largest cloth shop in Xunyang City. I didn't say that, if it was here, I wouldn't be able to choose it." , the big and small cloth houses in Xunyang City may not be in the eyes of the young master..."

"The color is plain, dark, and the rest is warm." Mu Jiangling simply ordered a few pieces of fabric, then glanced at the embroiderer who was still there and was reluctant to leave, and said to the proprietress in a low voice, "Shopkeeper, that It's my cousin, with a perverted personality. What he dislikes the most is being surrounded by people. Don't look at it, it's just a bad complexion now. No one can stop him from going crazy. If you don't let those embroidered ladies go away, I'm afraid It will end up smashing your store."

After some threats, Ying Chen was finally able to escape.

"Have you been to Buzhuang before? That's why you don't want to come?" Mu Jiangling really suffocated his laughter, and couldn't help but want to tease, "How can you say that you are a god, and you still want to buy things in person? Shouldn't this kind of thing be done by someone? Did the gods do it without airs, or did they come to the world for routine inspections and buy clothes? It seems that you don't seem to be a person who will often go to the cloth shop. Could it be that you buy enough at one time? ?”

The more Mu Jiangling thought about it, the more interesting it became that a god who does not eat human fireworks would actually be in a dilemma about buying clothes, and he has to hold back his temper so as not to hurt ordinary people, which is also hard work.

He continued without fear of death: "I remember you said that you have a palace in the mortal world? I don't know if you have heard, um, such a word... I just thought about it casually, hey, is there a third beauty in your palace? Qian, Chaoge Yexian? Uh, but I don't think it looks quite like you, just like you..."

Ying Chen: "What word?"

Mu Jiangling: "Did I tell you you wouldn't beat me up?"

Ying Chen: "No."

Mu Jiangling: "I think you will beat me up nine times out of ten. No, I won't say anything. There are some things that you don't need to know. If you get angry and a natural disaster happens here, I won't be able to do it." An eternal sinner."

Ying Chen obviously ran out of patience: "Say."

"Okay, then I'll say it." Mu Jiangling patted him on the shoulder carelessly, "Dragon's nature is inherently obscene, I wonder if you've heard of it?"

Ying Chen: "..."

He seemed to be putting up with it: "I don't stay there very often."

Mu Jiangling sympathized: "Is that so? Aren't those beauties very pitiful? Staying alone in the empty boudoir, washing their faces with tears, eagerly looking forward to..."

Ying Chen said harshly: "Get out!"

Mu Jiangling quickly shut up, rolled aside and chatted with the proprietress: "Look, isn't he very fierce?"

What they said before, they naturally communicated through sound transmission.So in the eyes of others, it was Mu Jiangling who went up and patted Ying Chen's shoulder in a friendly way, the two looked at each other for a while, and then Ying Chen scolded him, "Get out".

The proprietress felt the same way: "Young master, your cousin's temper is really bad, you have to persuade him."

Mu Jiangling sighed: "I can't persuade you, I can't persuade you."

Suddenly someone hurried past on the street and shouted: "The reflection of the Suojiang tower has disappeared again!"

The proprietress yelled, threw her handkerchief and ran to the door with panic on her face: "Why did something happen again, what a crime!"

Mu Jiangling also saw that everyone on the street looked panic-stricken and walked around, and the surrounding shops started to close, so he couldn't help but ask, "Shopkeeper, what's wrong?"

"My lord, you are not from the local area, so of course you don't know the importance of the 'Suojiang tower, the shadow of the tower locks the river'." The proprietress shook her head again and again, with a sad face, "The Suojiang tower is used to suppress a dragon in the river. Yes. It’s just that Suojiang Louta Town hasn’t lived very well in the past few years. I don’t know how many boats have accidents in Huilongji. There is no shadow of the tower in the city, the shadow of the tower can no longer lock the river, and the dragon has been completely released, this is a hard time for the people in our city, and life is almost difficult."

"It turned out to be so." Mu Jiangling thought for a while, and then asked, "What about Junshan Taoyuan Township? They don't care?"

"The Immortal Sect sent people here once, otherwise the city would have been empty. After the people from the Immortal Sect came, the shadow of the pagoda on the river came back, but sometimes, the dragon came out every now and then to make trouble, alas... my lord , I'm sorry, this cloth shop has to be locked up first, it will take several days..."

Mu Jiangling dragged Ying Chen out of the cloth house, and forced to break open a closed inn with silver taels and live in it.As soon as he entered the room, he took off his boots and sat cross-legged on the bed. He was stunned for a while, and then looked at Ying Chen seriously: "The gods don't care about this matter?"

"in spite of."

As expected.There are a lot of restless spirits, large and small, in the mortal world. Immortals are not specialized in slaying demons and demons. Most of these things are left to the immortal sect or the family of cultivation.But something like Jiaolong can be regarded as half a divine beast, otherwise it would not have been suppressed by building a tower in the first place. become like this.

A gust of torrential rain slapped on the half-opened window, and the wind blew the rain and slanted in, making it cool.Mu Jiangling jumped off the bed to close the window, the doors on the street were closed, passers-by in twos and threes hurried past with their heads bowed, a few drops of rain fell on the back of their hands, it was icy cold.He stood silently for a while, then turned around and said, "You really don't care?"

Ying Chen picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup: "It doesn't matter."

"Okay." Mu Jiangling took down the wooden pole supporting the window, and slammed the window shut, "I'll take care of it."