Little students don't sell their hearts [Through Books]

"I don't understand." An Yi really didn't understand why Yu Wen said that. In his opinion, only weak people live in groups, but Yu Wen is very strong and doesn't need to live in groups.

Yu Wen chuckled, pinching a lock of An Yi's hair, "It's not the kind you think, but another relationship."

"companion?"

An Yi thought for a while and said, Yu Wen nodded, affirming his statement, but the partner in Yu Wen's mind and the partner in An Yi's mind have different meanings.

An Yi thinks that partners are bound together for the continuation of the race, while Yu Wen's partner is just a more convenient tool to use. Although the two are similar to a certain extent, in essence, Yu Wen's idea is more contradictory. ~people~classes.

Yu Wen has always been like this, emotion is useless to him, so he probably got rid of the gene about emotion when he was born.

When he was a child, he obviously found that he was different from his peers. His views on the world were measured in monetary units without any emotion.

In his eyes, a messy family relationship is nothing more than a slow-moving product that is difficult to sell.

Friendship, love, these are all things that can be sold. Of course, such goods as feelings are fakes, because Yu Wen can't produce real goods for this kind of thing alone.

Based on the above, at present, only An Yi is the most compatible with Yu Wen, because there is no need to pretend to be affectionate in front of him. As for why it is a partnership rather than a friend relationship, the reason is naturally that it will be very interesting .

"Have you figured it out?"

Yu Wen lay down next to An Yi, and asked in his ear.

An Yi turned to look into Yu Wen's black eyes, and replied, "I see, I promise you."

Yu Wen put his arms around An Yi and smiled clearly: Sure enough, An Yi would understand what I mean.

It was night, the shadows of the trees were swaying, ghosts wandered around outside, and the watchman on duty huddled and muttered: Summer nights can be so cold.

This piercing coldness reminded him of the hot soup his wife made at home, so he quickened his pace. However, life is always fragile. The tools in his hand fell to the ground and made a noise, which attracted people's curses. The man took a closer look and sat on the ground trembling with fright.

A hole was opened in the stomach of the beating man, and the internal organs were missing. What is even more impressive is that the corpse did not bleed, and there was still a smile on his face.

Old people at the end of their life will not be so calm when they die.

The full moon hung high, and the bright moonlight was as cold as yesterday, unaffected by human affairs in the slightest.

In Shanghao Inn, Yu Wenrao looked at An Yi with interest. At this time, An Yi became surrounded by scriptures again.

Yu Wen tried to decipher the scriptures, but to no avail, the scriptures were not written in any language Yu Wen knew.

Usually scriptures are written in Sanskrit, but this one is not. The reason why Yu Wen thinks it is scriptures and not something else is because this thing makes Yu Wen feel at ease.

The effect is similar to that of the scriptures, and my frantic mental power will be much more peaceful around here.

Yu Wen propped up his upper body, leaned on An Yi's chest and stared at his light gray eyes. At this time, his eyes had a wonderful change, the irises became darker and darker, and the pupils were bigger than usual .

There are small words on the eyeballs that are being arranged and combined, and when they are about to form a clear sentence, they are disrupted and have to start all over again.

These characters are in the same system as the characters written in the scriptures, and they are all characters that Yu Wen can't understand.

Yu Wen spent the whole night admiring An Yi's eyes, and the characters in his eyes could be silently expressed by Yu Wen.

In the early morning, An Yi was woken up by the sound of mice gnawing sawdust.

Yu Wen released the five little ones who had been suffocated in the monster bag for a few days.

The smoke powder mouse Yunfu is holding the wood Yu Wen gave him and grinding his teeth. Originally, the object of his grinding teeth was smoke powder stones, but he left in a hurry and didn’t have time to collect smoke powder stones. Besides, he doesn’t need to use smoke powder to confuse snakes now. After he cultivated into a human form, he naturally mastered psychedelic spells.

The two brothers Haidi and Hyde were released by Yu Wen to collect information, while the remaining Luobei and Pugh stayed in the corner peacefully.

After Yunfu gnawed the wood, he peeked at Yu Wen, wondering if he would not pursue the matter of deceiving him anymore.

As if understanding what Yun Fu was thinking, Yu Wen read the book and wrote lightly: "Little mouse, your task today is to teach Luo Bei how to close her ears."

An Yi looked at Yu Wen's head and found that his horn was missing.

"I made the horn smaller and hid it in my hair."

Yu Wen put the book into the storage container, got up and grabbed the dandelions floating in the air, and put them into the storage container together.

At this time, the storage container was no longer in the shape of a fingernail, but was made into jade by Yu Wen and worn around his waist.

Yu Wen took the offerings that were offered last night downstairs, and brought up a plate of carrots instead.

According to the local people, during the Sea God Festival, a few dishes must be offered in the room every night, otherwise the Sea God will be angry, and those who do not make offerings will have bad harvests this year.

Seeing the carrot, Luobei's eyes finally brightened. She looked at Yunfu and then at Yu Wen. Seeing Yunfu nodded, Yu Wen didn't respond, so she cautiously came to the table to pick up the carrot and gnawed it.

"When they come back, we will set off to watch the Sea God Sacrifice."

After An Yi finished washing, she came to Yu Wen and asked, "What happened yesterday?"

Yu Wen told what happened to An Yi last night, An Yi thought for a while and said, "I didn't have this kind of situation before."

In Mr. Teacher, if this happens, there is a high probability that An Yi will be treated as a god by the common people. It is different in Wudang Mountain. Epidemic will not care about this matter, but other people may not be sure. They will Report it to the head of the house.

However, it has been safe and sound for so many years, so An Yi said that there was no such thing before.

Yu Wen was about to talk to An Yi, when two butterflies flew in from the window, turned into human figures and began to report.

"Master, a human died yesterday."

After Hyde finished speaking, Heidi answered: "He has a hole in his stomach, and there is no bleeding."

"One more thing. I heard from some humans that this year's Seagod is different from previous years. This year, Seagod is going to marry a wife."

"And you still have to marry a beautiful wife. Many people have sent their daughters to the boat."

"There are also humans who volunteered to go on board."

"What are the characteristics of people who go voluntarily?" Yu Wen asked.

The two brothers looked at each other and said in unison, "Both are wearing blue clothes and blue veils."

Yu Wen turned to An Yi and said, "An Yi, do you still have any silver taels?"

"Have."

"It's rare that the weather is good, how about we go play in the street?"

After all, in fact, he didn't wait for An Yi to agree, and went downstairs by himself.

An Yi also went downstairs after Yu Wen, leaving the five little ones looking at each other in blank dismay: It's raining heavily outside!

"And there was thunder, I just learned how to close my ears, what should I do when I show up?" Luobei asked Yunfu sticky.

"The rain will make my body slippery." Pugh also complained to Yunfu.

The young man dressed in pink and tender, frowned, "Now we don't belong to us anymore, we can't help ourselves to mess around, it's better to hurry up and let them go."

The five went downstairs to catch up with Yu Wenwen and An Yi, but only Yunfu and Pugh turned into human forms. The rabbit was hugged by Yunfu, and the two butterflies landed on Pugh's shoulders. The butterflies were already tired of collecting information under the heavy rain up.

"Little brother, this is the umbrella your elder brother asked me to give you."

The waiter holds an oil-paper umbrella and tells Yunfu, and Yunfu motions the waiter to hand the umbrella to Pugh.

Pugh took the umbrella and didn't know how to hold it, Yunfu frowned and handed the rabbit to Pugh, and held the umbrella himself.

When they walked out of the inn, Yu Wenwen and An were already far away from them.

"Will we be bought?" Pugh approached Yunfu and said in a volume that Yu Wen might not hear.

"You might as well worry about whether we will be made into talismans if you are worried about this."

Yunfu rolled his eyes and stared at Yu Wen who was in front of him to answer Pugh's question.

In front, Yu Wen was holding an oiled paper umbrella, discussing with An Yi about buying some clothes.

"The ghosts I know usually have spells."

An also knew that Yu Wen was going to sneak into the boat of the Sea God Ceremony, so he came to buy clothes and veils.

Yu Wen looked at the rainwater separated by the umbrella and said, "I still like to live in a human way."

An Yi wouldn't believe this sentence, but he didn't continue to ask the bottom line. Originally, An Yi just said what he wanted to say, and he would never say it if he didn't want to.

Yu Wen didn't take a second look at the bustling shops along the way, but a shop without a plaque at the end caught his attention.

Yu Wen put the umbrella outside the door and entered the shop. The dust in this shop was much heavier than the products on the counter.

There is only one set of clothes and a hairpin on the counter. Coincidentally, the clothes are blue.

"Is the store in?" Yu Wenwen asked softly.

"Here." A little doll came out from under the counter, "What do you want to buy, sir?"

Yu Wen pointed to Yunfu and said, "This hairpin girl is very fond of her."

Yunfu was stunned for a moment, and after understanding Yu Wen's meaning, he stepped forward to pick up the hairpin pretending to be coquettish: "Hmph, this is not pretty at all, I don't like it."

Putting down the hairpin, he said to the little baby: "Don't you have any other beautiful things here?"

The little baby grabbed the hem of her clothes, unconvinced, ran into the backstage of the shop and was about to take out good things, but the aunt stopped her.

"Gua Wazi, they are bullying you, you should wait for your father to come back before shopping!"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I know what to do."

The little baby took out the box wrapped in cloth, ran out, stood on tiptoes and put it on the counter, and said to Yunfu: "This hairpin is the treasure that my father kept at the bottom of the box. You can only look at it, but you can't touch it! You can't buy it! Who told you to buy it?" Said that there is nothing good in my house!"

Yu Wen stepped forward, bent down and said to the little baby: "I'm sorry it was my sister who collided, can we offset it by buying both the clothes and the hairpin?"

The little baby thought for a while: "You bought all the things on the table, and I can't sell you this hairpin. Dad said this thing can't be sold."

"Why can't you sell it?"

"Father said that this hairpin is a family heirloom~ Bao wants to leave it for me to marry a wife."

"So that's how it is." Yu Wen picked up the things that the aunt had packed, An Yi paid the money, and the group prepared to leave the shop.

The little baby was anxious, and said, "Didn't I tell you that I can show you?"

Yu Wenwen and An didn't look back, Puyou and Yunfu came back, pulling the little baby's sleeve and urging him to hurry up.

The little baby opened the box, and inside lay a pair of red wooden hairpins with snow lotus carved on the hairpins.

Others didn't know about this hairpin, but Yu Wen knew about it. The smell on the hairpin clearly showed that it was the real thing: a magic weapon for body protection made of ice tit mahogany and volcanic snow lotus—the sparrow snow mahogany hairpin.