The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

Fang Qian and Ji Zheng drifted in the center of the lake for an entire hour before disembarking. The girls who painted the boat ran out to see him off one after another. They didn't dare to be rude to Fang Qian, and all went to Ji Zheng: "Little brother, come back next time, sister don't Your silver!"

With a small face, Ji Zheng walked ahead in stride.It's just that after floating on the water for a long time, there is a sense of unreality when the feet are on the ground.

Fang Qian held back a smile and looked at the child in front of him, trying his best to walk in a twisted straight line, like a drunk duckling, and a little cute.

Not far from the long street, Yu Ji was wandering around with a few juniors and juniors. When he saw Fang Qian from the corner of his eye, the round-faced younger junior waved excitedly. She was holding a candied haws in her hand: " Big brother!"

In comparison, Yu Ji seemed a lot more reserved, but his eyes lit up, he walked over with big strides and cupped his hands and said, "Brother."

After he finished speaking, he saw Ji Zheng walking beside the elder brother. His original smiling face froze, and he gave Ji Zheng a veiled but extremely unkind look.

Yu Ji has always been Wangshu Xianjun's loyal fanboy. Over the years, he has been imitating him in terms of dress and behavior, and he has indeed learned a bit of character, and has many followers.

He worships Wangshu Xianjun so much, as long as he can follow him, even if he is on the saddle, his wish will be fulfilled.This time, being able to do the sect task under Fang Qian's leadership is a dream opportunity for Yu Ji.

However, in fact, he didn't have many chances to follow Fang Qian. On the contrary, this kid who had just entered the immortal sect with a low cultivation base stayed by Fang Qian's side all the time.

Just a beggar!It is already a blessing to have a bit of cultivation talent, so why should the senior brother look at him differently!

Yu Ji kept his gaze away from Fang Qian, but he didn't avoid Ji Zheng at all.

Ji Zheng saw the malice in his eyes, and stared back unkindly.

Fang Qian took two steps forward, only to realize that the protagonist hadn't followed up, and when he turned around, he saw two juniors, one big and one small, staring at each other like fighting cocks.

What is this playing?

Sensing Fang Qian's gaze, Yu Ji blushed and felt a deeper dislike for Ji Zheng, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Fang Qian, and ran up to Fang Qian in a hurry: "Brother, where do you want to go? I I can take you there!"

"It's okay, go and play by yourself, I'll just walk around as I please."

There is no curfew in this world, and the night market is more prosperous than the daytime.For Fang Qian, this is a scene that has never been seen in the earliest 24 years in the past or in the modern 20 years.

So now Fang Qian just wants to walk around and see the novelty.Since you don't plan to continue the investigation, it doesn't matter if you bring the protagonist or not: "If you don't want to follow me, you can follow other people."

Ji Zheng froze for a moment, then turned the staring target to Fang Qian, and turned away without calling anyone after the staring.

Today's Ji Zheng's child is still a child with unpredictable thoughts. Fang Qian saw that little junior sister named Xiyao followed Ji Zheng out of sympathy for caring for the cubs, so he chose one who was not like the others. same direction.

Yu Ji, who couldn't find a reason to follow, also lost the motivation to continue wandering, and simply returned to the place where he was staying.

Without the "stalking" of acquaintances, Fang Qian completely let himself go. Along the way, he bought small windmills from sugar figurines and lanterns. He seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of the storage bag, and he almost couldn't hold it with two hands.

As soon as he turned his head, he walked across from Ji Zheng and Xi Yao.

Fang Qian followed the eyes of the two of them to look at the bits and pieces in his arms, and stuffed them into Ji Zheng's arms without any panic: "Senior brother gave you, take it to play."

After speaking, he stroked Ji Zheng's hair, and left gracefully before the two could react.

"Senior brother is really careful and gentle." Xi Yao looked at Fang Qian's back reluctantly.

Ji Zheng sneered, gentle?Obviously just afraid of losing face.

Even so, Ji Zheng put all these gadgets into the storage bag.Regardless of whether Fang Qian acted casually or not, this was the first time in his life that he received a gift from someone else.

It happened to be the first day of March, his eighth birthday.

No one will help him remember this day anymore, only he himself still remembers.So even if these are not sincerely given to myself, I am reluctant to throw them away.

Like a dirty mouse hiding in the ground, greedy for the dry food that others randomly discarded on the ground, as if they got a big treasure.

Like a fool.

Ji Zheng strode out of this street with a sullen face and never looked back, so if there is anything to do, good time should be spent on cultivation.

Fang Qian has no idea how much the protagonist's mind has filled up with the things he gave away. He is standing under the red lantern hanging on the poplar tree at the corner of the street, looking at his empty hands unhappily, and he is too lazy to buy again. one time.

"Big brother, big brother." Before Fang Qian could make up his mind, the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled twice.

Fang Qian lowered his head and saw a round-looking little girl tugging at the hem of his clothes, showing her missing front teeth with a smile.

She handed a bouquet of sweet-scented osmanthus to Fang Qian: "Someone gave it to you."

Fang Qian froze for a moment, his spiritual consciousness quickly spread out, and there was no aura of that person around.

He had left a wound on that person before, and Jun Hong's sword wound would never heal so quickly, as long as the other party appeared, he should be able to sense it.

Unless that person has another helper, Fang Qian squatted down after thinking for a while and said, "Can you tell me where is the person who sent you flowers? What does he look like?"

"He said he wanted to play hide-and-seek with his brother, but he couldn't tell you." The little girl made a grimace, and ran away bouncing around.

There was clearly nothing wrong with the little girl, just a normal kid.Fang Qian looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand. Except that it should not appear in this season, the flower is just an ordinary flower.

It will appear in his hand, but it is just a war card that the pervert gave himself, it is boring and disgusting.

Fang Qian turned the osmanthus in his hand, the fragrance was long and quiet, with a little rouge scent, he glanced at the street full of fireworks.

Suddenly returning to this world, everything that was familiar before became strange.There is no car horn, no music that can be heard everywhere on the roadside, and no addiction to mobile phones and games.

There is only the most simple prosperity in this world.

The young couple carefully hooked each other's fingers, but quickly separated when they touched each other, looking around but not daring to look at each other.

The young children who are still babbling point to the candied haws and call their mother inarticulately.

Fang Qian has missed the convenience of modern times more than once, but it is undeniable that when he walks out of the Qingxin Cave with Jun Hongjian in his hand, to the Taihang Immortal Gate surrounded by immortal energy, and then to leave the Immortal Gate and step into the world, he has always been at peace in his heart .

Like fallen leaves returning to their roots.

He wants this world to be clean and clean, and he is willing to hold a sword for this.

……

When Ji Zheng was scooped up from the bed by Fang Qian, there were obvious dark circles around his eyes.He just started practicing and used meditation instead of sleep, so it's no wonder he wasn't sleepy.

"You will go crazy sooner or later if you practice like this." Fang Qian carried the child to the bun shop outside the government office and pressed it on the stool. "And you are so old, you are still as big as a bean sprouts, and you will be so tall when you grow up without sleeping."

Xiao Er brought the steamed stuffed bun and rice porridge to the table in good time: "You two take it easy!"

"Where are the others?" Ji Zheng, who was never worried that he would not be tall, and was even mysteriously convinced that he would be taller than the idiot in front of him, sat on the chair, biting the bun with a blank expression.

"I went to Yuntai Temple." Dare to open a shop outside the government office, this bun shop really has its own capital, even the ordinary pork stuffed buns are delicious.Fang Qian took a sip, his eyes slightly bent.

Ji Zheng just looked up and saw Fang Qian's expression, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Shouldn't practitioners be afraid of food and drink?"

Fang Qian ate happily, and answered a few words without thinking too much: "I practice Taoism just as I like, and I don't need to care too much."

Ji Zheng's heart was shocked when he heard the words, and he had some inexplicable guesses, but quickly wiped them away.It can't be him, how could it be him!

"What are you thinking?" Fang Qian finished eating the buns, and found that the child in front of him was in a daze again, and tapped his index finger on the table: "Leave after eating."

Ji Zheng put down his chopsticks silently: "Where are you going?"

"I took you to Huafang last night, and today I'll take you to see the flower house." Fang Qian smiled and picked up the child, clamped it with his hands rather unscrupulously, and walked out the door.

I really thought too much just now!Ji Zheng, who was strangled and almost vomited after eating his meal, thought so.

In Yanzhou, the flower house is more famous than the painting boat, but outsiders are not allowed to enter without a hundred-flower paper given by the girl.

But for Wangshu Xianjun, there was no place he couldn't go to, and the most important thing was that no one could stop him. The guards outside the flower house didn't even see anyone entering it.

"Isn't it impolite for you to come here uninvited, sir?" A woman's sweet voice came from behind Fang Qian.

There was obviously no one behind him, but the breath was cold on Fang Qian's neck.

"Miss, please respect yourself." Fang Qian still smiled and stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which was covered with blooming sweet-scented osmanthus. He also had a cut osmanthus in his hand: "I think this is the proof that the girl invited me."

The girl snorted coldly, and didn't answer whether or not. Like a gust of wind, her pale skin was pressed against Ji Zheng's face: "This kid looks like he has white skin, tender meat and delicious food."

"Miss, what you said is not quite right. I am obviously more tender in comparison." Fang Qian said shamelessly and took Ji Zheng's hand, and forced the girl to see the color difference.

Wangshu Xianjun has been in Taihang Xianmen all year round, eating Linggu and drinking fairy dew. His skin and flesh are indeed more delicate than that of Ji Zheng, who has been a beggar for a long time. In contrast, he is as white as white porcelain.

Ji Zheng: "..."

The ghost girl who was obviously threatening but was biased to the Bimei channel, who didn't know whether to continue to scare people: "..."