Why does the shark I picked bite people?

Shang Bieyun looked at him coughing, feeling a little strange: "What are you doing? I have to make sure. You can't, you don't even have a long tail, right?"

Then he turned back and asked Cong Yin: "Didn't you look at the water just now?"

Cong Yin shook his head: "He's wearing pants."

Shang Bieyun hated iron but not steel: "Is it hard to tell if you're wearing pants?"

Cong Yin felt that Shang Bieyun was making trouble for no reason, and stared: "How do you look in pants?"

Cheng Jiao managed to calm down, and before Shang Bieyun taught Cong Yin how to see it, he rushed to speak: "Of course not, if I grow a tail, how could I not know my identity all the time?"

Shang Bieyun was dubious: "According to this, you really can't even see the shadow of a mermaid..."

Cheng Jiao was silent, and looked up at Shang Bieyun after a long while, smiling very brightly: "If possible, why don't I wish to be more like her."

Shang Bieyun didn't say anything more.The two sat in silence for a while.

Cong Yin was cautiously at the side, holding his breath and raising his hand: "Then, do you still want to see it?"

Shang Bieyun sighed, stood up, lifted Cong Yin's back collar, and said to Cheng Jiao: "It's getting late, you've been tossing around all day today, take a rest earlier. Get up early tomorrow and go to me." Go to a friend and ask her to help you with something about you."

Cheng Jiao nodded obediently.Shang Bieyun went out with Cong Yin in his arms.

When he was about to walk out the door, Shang Bieyun leaned close to Cong Yin's ear, and said in a voice that Cheng Jiao could hear: "It's okay, you can sneak over to take a look after he falls asleep."

Hearing the sound of a chair falling to the ground behind him, Shang Bieyun laughed and closed the door contentedly.

Cong Yin took two steps and said hesitantly: "Master, is he a little strange? Why is he so awkward?" Then he suddenly thought of something and slapped his head: "Ah! That's right! Could it be that he doesn't know. …”

"Hush." ​​Shang Bieyun put his index finger in front of his lips, and smiled harmlessly: "It seems that he doesn't know, so don't say it, let's scare him big when the time comes."

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Cheng Jiao always got up early, and because of Shang Bieyun's words before leaving last night, he was bluffed so that he didn't sleep well.I got up at dawn and ran around the yard twice, sweating a little. It was already dawn, but there was still no movement in Shangbieyun's yard.There is not even a book or a piece of paper in the guest room where Pian Chengjiao is.He thought that Shang Bieyun said yesterday that he wanted to go out early, and he didn't dare to go back to sleep in the cage, so he broke a tree branch in the yard and practiced sword.

When Shang Bieyun came in, he saw the young man with his back facing him, making a sword out of peach branches, his body was young and stretched like a spring tree sprouting.

He stood and looked at it for a while, then commented in his heart: Every move is very rigid, it must have been taught by a famous teacher, but probably due to his age, he still lacks charm.

Seeing that Cheng Jiao was about to finish a set of exercises, Shang Bieyun took a step forward and was about to speak when Cheng Jiao's body suddenly twisted, the wrist holding the sword folded, and the slow posture of withdrawing the sword suddenly changed to go away. Potential.Shang Bieyun's eyelids felt sharp, and he tilted his head slightly. The peach branch brushed against the lock of hair on his cheek with the sword wind, and flew straight out of the shot, and fell into the pool of mirrors, sending out There was a slight bang.

At this moment, Cheng Jiao turned his head and saw Shang Bieyun. He looked at his empty palm as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the cold sweat broke down instantly. He ran towards Shang Bieyun: "Mr. Shang? I'm sorry, I, I, I... ...I'm fascinated...I don't know what's going on, I'm not hurt."

Shang Bieyun was in a daze, holding his lock of hair and ignoring Cheng Jiao.Cheng Jiao took a closer look at his face and neck. He didn't see any wounds, and he didn't look like he was injured. He thought maybe he didn't know martial arts, so he was terribly frightened?Thinking of this made him feel even more guilty, and apologized without a word.

Shang Bieyun spread out his palm, looked at the lock of hair in his palm, and was stunned for a long time, then, as if he just remembered the culprit, he gave Cheng Jiao a hard look, snorted coldly, and walked away with a flick of his sleeve.

Cong Yin yawned and walked in from the courtyard door: "Clothes, piano, hands, face, hair, remember?"

Cheng Jiao didn't understand: "What?"

Cong Yin looked like he hadn't woken up, and he was a little lazy, and yawned again: "In order, the things that I don't let you touch."

Cheng Jiao thought of Shang Bieyun's cloak and his own blood on Shang Bieyun's hands, and looked at the ground, it seemed that there was indeed a strand of broken hair.

Cheng Jiao didn't realize that he was stuttering: "Hair...is more important than, than face?"

Cong Yin sighed: "Have you ever seen a guy swimming in the sea with long hair? Look at my hair, it's still as yellow as a weed. I don't know how many years I have kept my satin hair. Woolen cloth."

Cheng Jiao went over and picked up the strand of hair on the ground, neither throwing it nor keeping it, with a hesitant face.

Cong Yin walked over and patted him on the shoulder, took out a broom out of nowhere, and stuffed it into Cheng Jiao's hand: "Sweep the yard around, and then help me in the kitchen. Let's start practicing now, I I have a hunch that if you stay, the housework may be fully covered."

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Breakfast is still very simple porridge side dishes, the fire is watched by Cheng Jiao, the porridge is a bit mushy, and it is a bit embarrassing to drink.Cong Yin specially cooked a bowl of sesame paste for Shang Bieyun, and Shang Bieyun took a sip from the bowl while still staring at Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao drank a bowl of porridge, sweating profusely.After Cong Yin finished his drink, he stood up to put away the dishes, and Cheng Jiao hurried to help, planning to hide in the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Shang Bieyun finished his drink slowly, put the bowl away, and said to Cong Yin, "I lost my pendant."

Cong Yin was standing up with the tray in his hand. Hearing this, he almost put the tray on his head: "What?! When did you lose it? Where did you lose it?"

Shang Bieyun was annoyed: "If I know, I can still throw it away? I just found out when I put it on this morning."

Cong Yin put down the plate and pulled his hair: "Grandpa, didn't you just ask Monk Zhanming and asked for ten gold! Ten gold! Buying fish for ten gold can fill our pond!"

Shang Bieyun rubbed his ears resentfully: "I got up this morning and looked around at home, but I haven't looked for him in his room."

Only then did Cheng Jiao realize that he had come to his yard early in the morning to look for the pendant, and quickly said, "I didn't see it, but maybe it fell on the bed or under the table. You might as well look for it again."

The three of them searched around the room where Cheng Jiao slept yesterday, but they still couldn't find it.

Seeing Cong Yin's teeth grinding expression, Cheng Jiao quickly said, "I remember it was still there when I was at the pier yesterday. It must have fallen on the way back from the pier. It's still early in the day, and the color of Mr. Conspicuous, if we are lucky, maybe we can find it by walking back and looking.”

Shang Bieyun was still hesitating: "If you want to go back to Guanlan Street, if you run into that little girl, wouldn't it be troublesome?"

Cong Yin wanted to find the pendant again, but was afraid of being caught by the officers and soldiers, so his expression was very tangled for a while.

Cheng Jiao comforted the two of them: "You just have to wait at the corner of the street, and I'll just go around. My face was all dirty yesterday, and besides, I just searched for it on the street in front of the store, so I don't need to go into the store. will be recognized."

Cong Yin looked at Shang Bieyun with glowing eyes, Shang Bieyun hesitated for a while, and agreed: "Anyway, I'm going to Hui Niang's place, just take a short detour, so let's go."

The three agreed and went out.First, I searched in the pear forest, but found nothing, so I searched along the route yesterday, and went straight to Guanlan Street.

As soon as the rainstorm stopped, even though it was still early in the morning, you could already see scattered pedestrians on the street. The closer you got to Guanlan Street, the more nervous Cong Yin's expression became. I'm here to do something wrong.

Shang Bieyun didn't dare to let her come closer, so he stopped at the corner of the street, gave Cheng Jiao a few words, and stayed in the same place with Cong Yin, watching Cheng Jiao turn the corner and head towards the tavern go.

Accompanied by the trembling Cong Yin, he stood there for about a cup of tea, but Cheng Jiao hadn't come back yet.Shang Bieyun frowned slightly, and calculated in his mind the time it would take for Cheng Jiao to walk to the pier and then come back, and a bad feeling surfaced in his heart.

Shang Bieyun didn't know what that feeling was, it was just an intuition, he waited for a while, and a trace of anxiety surfaced in his heart.

Cong Yin watched more and more passers-by vigilantly, and asked Shang Bieyun, "Master, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Just as Shang Bieyun was about to speak, Cong Yin suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, he won't have found the pendant, so he picked it up and ran away! It's worth ten gold! Who can't be tempted!"

Shang Bieyun sighed for his maid's head: "Look at the nobleness in his lines, how can he look like a little thief who is greedy for money? If he was looking for money, you slept so loudly last night , can't he just steal our house and run away?"

Cong Yin chuckled: "Hey, I'm just guessing," but he was startled when he suddenly remembered something, and searched in his arms and sleeves: "Speaking of the house, where are my keys? Where are my keys? Lord, you remember." Can't remember where I put the key after locking the door? It can't be that...he stole my key, hid the two of us here, and went back to move the house?!"

Shang Bieyun watched her rummaging around, his heart skipped a beat, and he said don't really let her talk, then where will this old face go from now on.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind Cong Yin: "You're in your pocket."

Cong Yin was taken aback, and when she looked back, it turned out that Cheng Jiao had come back at some point and was standing behind her.

Cheng Jiao pointed to Cong Yin's waist: "When I went out, I saw you put it here."

Cong Yin touched his waist, and sure enough, he took out a key.The master and servant looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Cheng Jiao didn't know how much he heard, but he didn't look angry, and he didn't mention the pendant, but his expression was very serious.

He looked at Shang Bieyun, and spoke with some difficulty: "Sir..."

Shang Bieyun looked at his expression, and the vague feeling in his heart became a shadow.

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Two officers and soldiers with knives stood on both sides of the entrance of the tavern, and in front of the entrance surrounded a few fishermen who got up early to catch the tide by the sea, chatting secretly.

The three of Shangbieyun stood among the fishermen, they didn't talk to each other, their expressions were solemn, which made them a little conspicuous.

Cong Yin wasn't afraid, because Cheng Jiao had already inquired, and those officers and soldiers didn't come after listening to Xiaoer's report.

At this moment, a young man dressed in a suit suddenly rushed out of the tavern, held the door frame, and vomited.

The fishermen standing in front of the door were taken aback, and one of the fishermen said to the people next to him, "No wonder he can't stand it. I heard that it was discovered by the errat. He came to get the boat wine in the morning, and happened to see the errand lying on the bed. On the table by the window, he thought that the mistress had fallen asleep after drinking too much wine, so he went up to call him, but who would have thought that the mistress fell to the ground with his face exposed, his tongue was cut off, and two of them were dug out. Eyes—they've already died!"