Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Cheng Jiao looked up at Shangbieyun.Shang Bieyun is very tall, and he walked side by side with him, his head barely reaching his shoulders, so looking at him like this, you can only see the line from his neck to his chin, which is tightly stretched, showing his whole body. Man, very cold.

But for some reason, deep down in his heart, Cheng Jiao felt that Shang Bieyun with such a cold expression was more familiar and reassuring than Shang Bieyun who was not hesitant to talk nonsense.He didn't go into the source of this feeling, but leaned a little closer to Shang Bieyun.

The heat from the young man's body reached Shang Bieyun's arm through their sleeves.He turned his head to the left and looked at Cheng Jiao.Wearing this flame-coloured jade-colored garment, the skirts of his hands and feet fit together, making him look handsome and slender. His whole body is like a branched willow, exuding vigorous vitality, and the aura of nobility on his body has changed. Can't hide it.

Shang Bieyun's eyes flickered a few times, and Zhuangruo inadvertently mentioned: "I took you to show off on the street for a long time today, but the people who chased you didn't move at all. Could it be that they only chased you to the tavern and then died?" Clues? If that's the case, I don't think you have any skills as an enemy, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Cheng Jiao didn't have any special reaction, he just shook his head: "When I was fleeing, Tianming pressed every step of the way, but these two days have been calm, as if there was no movement at all, but I always feel more uneasy." After speaking, he looked up. Looking at Shang Bieyun, his eyes were full of determination, "I don't know the details of my enemy, but if he really has some treacherous ability, even the master can't handle it, please don't hesitate to hand me over immediately. Although I am greedy for life and afraid of death, but sir, save me, and I will never drag you down, or even your family, for myself."

Shang Bieyun stared at Cheng Jiao for a while, then suddenly curled up his fingers and slapped him on the forehead with great force: "That's a lot of nonsense." After speaking, he walked away without waiting for Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao stood for a while, clutching his forehead, watching Shangbieyun walking slowly with his hands behind his back and his sleeves twitching, his back was leisurely.He rubbed his hands on the sore spot, lowered his head and smiled for a moment, raised his head again, ran two steps to catch up, and walked beside Shang Bieyun again.

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Detour out of the alley and return to the main street.This time Shangbieyun had no intention of procrastinating, so he put away the expression on his face and walked quickly.Several stall owners and shopkeepers greeted him warmly when they saw him, but Shang Bieyun walked over with a blank expression on his face and without squinting his eyes.The shop lady withdrew her hand in a daze, and couldn't help being a little dazed. If it wasn't for the young boy in red who was still with him, she couldn't believe that this cold man in front of her was the same as the one who was hanging around at her booth not long ago, praising her sweet-scented osmanthus. The person whose hair oil smells sweet is the same.

Did you go to the funeral just now?Fortunately, I gave him a sachet for nothing.The shop lady dropped her handkerchief and thought angrily.Thinking about it this way, these handsome men are just unreliable, turning their faces and denying people, thinking about it, it seems that the rough men in my family are not so hateful.

Just as he was thinking, a pair of small hands suddenly stretched out from under the stall. The small hands were dirty, holding a sachet in their hands.The shop lady took a closer look, isn't this a sachet sold by the shop?Immediately clamped those little hands, and greeted loudly: "You little rascal, you got poked by a thief and stole it from my old lady."

The surrounding traders and pedestrians heard the sound of arguing, and immediately looked in all directions.

The owner of those small hands was a six or seven-year-old child, wearing an old jacket, his body and face were a little dirty, the shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to hold his hands, her eyes were red with anxiety, and she couldn't speak clearly: "Don't steal, Don't steal it, pick it up... pick it up."

The shop lady snatched the sachet out of his hand, looked over it twice, her face drooped: "I picked it up? Where did I pick it up?"

The child was very afraid of her, and huddled his hands like a mosquito: "I, at the door of my house. There are so many things. I showed my mother-in-law, and my mother-in-law said let me, let me put away the things and wait for the owner at the door." As he spoke, he burst into tears: "I don't want to return the owner. I picked it up and it's mine. The sachet is useless. I think, I want to change it. I want to get the money back and ask my mother-in-law to use the money to buy medicine."

The innkeeper recognized it a long time ago. This sachet was the one she gave to the handsome man. Knowing that he had left everything behind, she became even angrier. She glanced at the crowd and found that the handsome man had stopped. Footsteps, standing far away, looking at this side, accompanied by the young master in red beside him.

The shopkeeper was so ashamed that she couldn't tell that it was given to another man by herself, and someone lost it, so she pushed the child with her finger: "Go, go, I think you touched it on my case, tell you to touch it." This paw is all dirty by me, can I still sell it! Go and bring your lord to pay me back!"

The child didn't expect that not only did he not exchange the money, but he got into trouble, so he cried and apologized: "I'm sorry, auntie, I really picked it up at the door of my house. You, mother-in-law is seriously ill, if you know that I didn't wait for the owner, but took things out to sell for money, I will be even angrier. I'll go and wash my aunt, okay?"

The shop lady didn't really want to embarrass the child, but she was angry: "Go aside, this is a sachet! Can it still be used after washing? It's alright, alright, I'm unlucky, let's go."

The child apologized and thanked without a word, wiped away his tears, and walked away sobbing.

The shop lady dropped the sachet on the case, and then gave Shang Bieyun a hard look.

Cheng Jiao stood beside Shangbieyun and finished watching the scene.At this moment, he asked, "Sir, what should I do?"

Shang Bieyun didn't say anything at first, but just watched with his hands behind his back, but when he heard this, he gave Cheng Jiao a strange look: "What should I do?"

Cheng Jiao was taken aback: "That child, that child should belong to the family we released..."

Shang Beiyun interrupted him: "So?"

Cheng Jiao didn't know what to say: "That woman also lied, she glanced at us, she knew it wasn't that child who stole it..."

"I talked to that shop lady for the sake of attracting attention and for myself; the shop lady gave me the sachet to show my appearance and talk to me happily for her own sake; I let you Putting things at other people's doors is a nuisance. Throwing is still throwing, it is better for others, and this is for myself. We are all for ourselves, and no one is for the mother-in-law who is sick with the child."

Cheng Jiao wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to refute when he opened his mouth: "But..."

Shang Bieyun brushed off his sleeves, took a step, and continued to walk forward: "I didn't spend a penny on that sachet, she gave it to me, and I did a good deed for her, but she annoyed me and didn't want to give it to me." Now, this sachet is still hers, and if she doesn't want to use it for charity, isn't that also hers?"

Pedestrians on the street saw that it was just a little thief who was scolded a few times, but they didn't start arguing, so they lost interest and dispersed.The shop lady cursed a few words of bad luck, and then began to greet the customers with a smile on her face.Shang Bieyun looked back again, and suddenly said to Cheng Jiao without beginning or end: "The human race has always been prosperous. An old lady died of illness, a child died of starvation, and there are tens of thousands of old ladies and tens of thousands of children. .So most people don't care. Haven't you been a human being before? You should know better than me."

Cheng Jiao opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to Shang Bieyun. In the end, he still didn't say anything.

I was silent all the way, and when I got home, the sun was almost noon.

The door was locked from the inside, Shang Bieyun lifted his chin at Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao understood, and knocked on the door.

Cong Yin didn't like being at home, so she jumped to open the door, and when she opened the door, she saw Cheng Jiao's new clothes, her face turned black.

Cheng Jiao took a step back unconsciously, and couldn't help but wonder if the speed of changing his face was also one of the talents of the mermaids that he didn't inherit.

Cong Yin pulled the door bolt and gritted his teeth, Cheng Jiao didn't know what to say, he just felt that today the door seemed impossible to enter.But Shang Bieyun suddenly squeezed from behind him to the front, Cong Yin immediately wanted to slam the door, Shang Bieyun squeezed into the crack of the door as if flying with one foot, Cong Yin didn't dare to make any real effort, just huffed and puffed Stared at him angrily.

Shang Bie leaned towards the crack of the door with a smile on his face: "Cong Yin, let's spread the news, Lord, starting today, pick up customers! One order!"

The next moment, the door opened, and Cong Yin smiled like a little flower, and gave a solid salute to Shangbie Yunfu, with cute words written all over his face: "Thank you for your hard work, come in quickly, I have learned a new way of talking about squirrel mandarin fish." , I made it for my father to taste at noon."

Shang Bieyun tossed off his robe, swaggeringly let the little maid welcome in, Cheng Jiao followed behind hesitantly, when passing by Cong Yin, Cong Yin was behind him, closing the door, while sincerely praising: "This color is good, Grandpa took me to try it on last time, but I couldn't hold it back and couldn't wear it. It's because you look good in your clothes and look so energetic."

Cheng Jiao could vaguely think that "receiving customers" meant that Shangbieyun was finally going to open to make pianos.He also knew that Shang Bieyun was a guqin master, and it was said that he was still very popular, but he had never paid attention to this aspect, so he didn't know much about the degree of Shang Bieyun's popularity.

I just watched Cong Yin spinning like a top, pruning flower branches outside, tidying up the pear orchard, scrubbing plaques, sweeping the courtyard, dragging a huge landscape painting screen out and placing it in the center of the main hall.A lot of white curtains were hung on the beams and pillars, and the temperament of the main hall suddenly changed. It was a bit like Hui Niang's room, but it was a little less charming and a little more elegant. The room of the hermit expert.

Then one day, Cong Yin moved out some tall wooden stakes out of nowhere, called Cheng Jiao, and asked Cheng Jiao to move to the door.The three wooden stakes were as thick as a person's waist. Cheng Jiao was sweating and dragged them to the door, but he didn't know what they were for, so he asked a few words.

Cong Yin only replied: "It's for the door, just in case."

At the same time, people in Qingzhou city, post stations outside the city, neighboring cities, and even as far away as the capital were discussing the same thing.

The rumored Master Shang, after two years, finally let out the word that he was going to open his respect——Caiqin!