starry night orchid

It is certainly a good way to catch a turtle in a urn, but waiting is really boring.Sikong Zhaixing also traveled around in the early years, although it can't be said that he has more knowledge than Lu Xiaofeng, who is running around all over the world, he has always been to Shanxi.Rongrong, who turned into an ordinary peasant woman, was sitting beside him at the moment, listening to him talking about the local customs and the interesting things he encountered when he came here with his chin propped up.

Sikong Zhaixing himself doesn't particularly like to be lively, but he is very good at observing everything around him, and perhaps because of this, his disguise has few flaws.He spoke in detail, and Rongrong was also very interested in hearing it. There were not many customers in this small shop in a deserted village.Although Zhao Mazi's skill in stewing dog meat is good, but not everyone is willing to come here specially, so it is very quiet at the moment, Sikong Zhaixing's narration made Rongrong laugh a few times, this scene is really harmonious and warm .

What broke the silence was first the birds flying in panic, and then the noise of people in the distance.After listening for a while, Sikong Zaixing and Su Rongrong looked at each other and smiled at the same time, finally came.Sikong Zhaixing shook Rongrong's hand, Rongrong smiled lightly, and left the back of the house with the bamboo basket that had been prepared earlier.

They had already planned it out, they planned to split up, let Sikong Zhaixing steal the person away, and Rongrong was nearby in case of emergency.With Rongrong's current attire, even if someone sees her leaving this small shop, there are only a few consequences. Either she thinks she is an ordinary peasant woman who comes here to buy dog ​​meat, or she has some nasty thoughts and thinks that Zhao Dazai has it. What a shameful lover.They can't be influenced by what other people think, they just need to be sure that no one will suspect them before they succeed.

Lu Xiaofeng is really a person who knows how to make friends, and I don't know where he met so many people, a dozen people flocked to this small shop in a deserted village to invite friends, there were not enough seats, so they just sat on the floor.Lu Xiaofeng greeted: "Zhao Mazi, quickly show us your skills, and quickly bring your best stewed dog meat to serve us with wine."

Zhao Dazi, who appeared in front of them, was a little embarrassed: "The dog meat is sold out."

"Then bring the wine, as much as you have." A man who came with Lu Xiaofeng, holding a pipe, said proudly, "Today, I want to drink to my heart's content."

Zhao Mazi then went to the back of the house to bring them wine, one jar after another.There was no dog meat, but they drank wine with undiminished interest, and no one noticed Zhao Mazi who was standing aside with his arms folded after serving them drinks.

Sikong Zhaixing's eyes swept over Lu Xiaofeng, the gentleman next to Lu Xiaofeng, and the only female customer in this small shop, who was obviously the target he wanted to steal.Sikong Zhaixing curled his lips, looking at the girl's appearance, he knew why Lu Xiaofeng would bring her by his side.Then he touched his chin, but no matter how you look at it, Rongrong is fine...

These people came late at night, and after drinking for several hours, no one was willing to stop, they all had smiles on their faces, Sikong Zhaoxing couldn't understand why they were so happy, but he also smiled inexplicably.When the wine was hot, it was already sunrise, and a fast horse came galloping from a distance, and stopped at the entrance of the small shop.With Zhao Dazi's face on his face, Sikong Zhaixing went out to meet him, but he only received a letter from the person who came over, saying that it was to be handed over to Lu Xiaofeng, and then the person rode his horse and left on the same road.

Sikong Zhaixing didn't have the slightest interest in spying on other people's letters, he just handed the letter to the guy with the four eyebrows.Lu Xiaofeng got a little drunk, and directly tore open the outer envelope. The letter seemed to be very short, because Lu Xiaofeng had already read it in the blink of an eye.He suddenly laughed loudly, holding a wine bowl and said cheerfully: "Come on, everyone!" The letter was placed on the table casually, the wine stains soaked through the paper, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't seem to notice it at all.

The drunkenness of the people present seemed to be stronger, and there was a heavy rain at noon, and Sikong Zhaixing looked around worriedly.There were too many people coming, he didn't want to steal people away and cause a dozen people to chase after him, and then Rongrong would be involved, how could he be willing.It's just...he couldn't help but glanced at the pouring rain outside the house again, he was only worried that Rongrong would be in a hurry after waiting for so long.

The rest of the shop became more and more excited.If you don't get drunk, you can't go home. Gradually, everyone who got drunk has left, and finally only Lu Xiaofeng, Mr. Wen Wen and the beautiful girl beside him are left.They all seem to be drunk, and they don't seem to be drunk enough.

When Lu Xiaofeng said "If you don't do something, you must do something", Sikong Zhaixing, who was pretending to be snoring, got up from the bed in the back room and suddenly felt bored.Right now Lu Xiaofeng who is talking about being chivalrous in the small shop is really boring, since the person who wants to steal already knows her appearance, Sikong Zaixing thinks that he should find another time to steal this girl away.

When Sikong Zhaixing was about to leave from the back of the house, he caught a glimpse of Mr. Wen Wen lying on the table so drunk.There was a slight smile on his lips, this is good, only Lu Xiaofeng and the girl are awake, there is no one around, only this couple, the unrestrained Lu Xiaofeng and the passionate and charming woman, Sikong Zaixing feels more and more himself His decision is really ingenious, seeing how considerate he is, he made room for them.

It was still Zhao Mazi's face, it was still Zhao Mazi's attire, and Zhao Mazi's dog-killing knife was still stuck in his belt.It was still raining outside, but Sikong Zhaixing didn't want to hold an umbrella, and Zhao Mazi didn't have an umbrella in his room, so he just took a bamboo hat and put it on to keep out the rain.Before leaving, he casually took away the fishing rod that Zhao Mazi put in the corner of the room. It wasn't because he wanted to find something to keep as a souvenir, but he suddenly had the idea to catch some fish for Rongrong to try.

Sikong Zhaixing had walked a certain distance and was about to enter the woods not far away when there was a bang from the direction of the small shop behind him.When Sikong Zhaixing turned around, he saw flames rising several feet high, the fire was so fierce that even the torrential rain couldn't stop it for a while.

When he saw Mr. Wen Wen rushing out with that beautiful girl, but Lu Xiaofeng was not there, Sikong Zhaixing suddenly sighed.Lu Xiaofeng is a weird person, obsessed with some strange truths, just like his saying that if you do not do something, you must do something, people with excellent lightness skills did not come out of it, Sikong Zhaixing can guess the reason, he is to save people.It's a pity that the Zhao Dazi that Lu Xiaofeng saw this time was himself, and he was not in any danger at all.

Sikong Zhaixing turned back and went completely into the woods.Whether Lu Xiaofeng saves others has nothing to do with him, anyway, a person like Lu Xiaofeng will never be trapped in the fire and cannot get out, so he doesn't even need to worry.Sikong Zhaixing just held the fishing rod he brought out on his shoulders just now, pulled the fishing line, and smiled when he looked up.

The author has something to say: I ask God to bless me with cuteness, so that Sikong Xingxing and Rongrong can be happy and healthy o(╯□╰)o

The next chapter is probably a little bit dark, Sikong Xingxing chopping hands or something ←_← is of course chopping other people's hands. .