I rely on survival to save the villain boss [Wearing Book]

The afternoon passed quickly, and when Zhang Yuan said the word "collection", Tao Shizhi was staring at the small fish on the floating surface in the bucket in a daze.

That fish was picked up by Fu Mingchao with a net bag. It is only as long as a thumb. It has small and delicate silver scales stacked one on top of another. When it swims in the water, it glows with colorful lights. He wants to take this fish away. .

Gu Yan wiped his white jacket, but failed to clean it, so he simply gave up and stood there rubbing a piece of dogtail grass. He glanced at Tao Shizhi's squatting posture indifferently, stretched out his feet and kicked people. The heel of the shoe said: "Don't look at it, that little fish can't be kept alive."

"You haven't raised it before, what do you do? Do you know if it will survive?" Tao Shizhi asked unwillingly.

He rarely went to the water's edge. When he saw so many fish, he wished he could take them home. However, the fish caught in Chunxi Village cost money to buy. When he brought them back to Yangcheng, they were already dead. .

Only for this little fish, he felt that the plastic bag that he kept in water for two days would barely allow him to bring it back to Yangcheng alive.

Seeing Tao Shizhi like this, Gu Yan suddenly remembered the rotten prickly pear on the window sill in Tao Shizhi's room when he was visiting a doctor. Round shape; "You don't even have prickly pears? If you don't feed them, let's save it. Besides, this kind of small fish will die if it leaves the water."

"..." Tao Shizhi was finally willing to look away from the little fish in the barrel. He stood up and stood next to Chu Yuan, but his eyes were looking in the direction of Gu Yan. He wanted to ask Is there anything? It is a creature that is easier to raise than a prickly pear.

However, Gu Yan couldn't understand the meaning in his sight, but fixed the grassy round flat object and handed it to Fu Mingchao, with a little bit of pride in his tone: "At the same table, this is for you , I made a lucky coin with straw, round it?"

Fu Mingchao felt the heavy weight in his hand, weighed it twice and then nodded: "It's very round, did you put stones in it?"

Hearing this sentence? Gu Yan glanced at Tao Shizhi deliberately, and saw that the other party was paralyzed on Chu Yuan, trying to eavesdrop on his conversation with Fu Mingchao? He leaned closer to Fu Mingchao, and said in a very soft voice: " Didn’t the shopkeeper say that the pool at the foot of Chunxi Mountain is called the Pond of Good Luck by the villagers? He said that all the wealth and good fortune in their village was brought to them by that Chunxi Pool.”

Tao Shizhi found out that Gu Yan and Fu Mingchao deliberately avoided talking to him, so he held Chu Yuan's hand tightly. While absorbing the heat from his heart, he moved closer to Gu Yan and the others, wanting to hear what those two people were saying. What? Whisper?.

Sensing Tao Shizhi's intentional approach, Gu Yan stepped on his feet slightly, leaned into Fu Mingchao's ear and whispered: "Isn't it usually thrown into the wishing pool? Is it a lucky coin? I didn't bring any cash with me, so I made one for you." , there is a white stone piece pressed into it, you can throw this in when we go back later."

"Remember to make a wish, maybe you will have good luck."

Fu Mingchao stroked the lucky coin in his hand, and replied softly: "I already have good luck."

Being at the same table with you is the greatest luck this year.

Having said that, Gu Yan still grabbed Fu Mingchao when the class lined up and passed Chunxitan on their way back, and both of them stopped at the end of the line.

Compared with all the pools that Gu Yan has seen before, the water in Chunxi Pool is much deeper, and the overall area is larger than other pools.

The pool water near the roadside was still clear to the bottom, and if it extended four or five meters further, Gu Yan could only see the azure blue sky reflected on the pool surface, with a few soft clouds floating in it.

He stretched out his hand and tugged at Fu Mingchao's sleeve, pointing to the heart-shaped cloud reflected on the surface of the pool: "At the same table, after a while, try to throw the lucky coin into the middle of that cloud. I think that cloud is the best." .”

After finishing speaking, Gu Yan was silent for two seconds, gesturing the distance between the cloud and them: "It's okay if you miss the throw, the cloud seems a little far away from us..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Fu Mingchao raised his arms, slightly lowered his wrists, and threw out the stone flakes he had just randomly picked up by the side of the road.

Due to the high speed, Gu Yan couldn't see clearly what Fu Mingchao threw out. He could just barely see that thing wiped six sprays on the water surface, and finally hit the bull's-eye, standing on the heart-shaped flower. After the heart of the cloud sank to the surface of the water.

"Yes, yes, yes! At the same table, have you practiced playing tricks?"

Fu Mingchao looked at the surface of the water, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his smile was so faint that it was almost invisible, he withdrew his hand and held the lucky coin that he had left privately in his pocket: "It's nothing? But, let’s go, or we won’t be able to keep up with the team.”

Seeing that the matter was finished, Gu Yan looked at Tan's face reflecting the sky again, spreading out from time to time? A few ripples, he nodded? Nod?

"it is good."

—

When Tao Shizhi and Chu Yuan returned to the hotel, they realized that there seemed to be two people missing behind them. After asking in the class, they found out that Fu Mingchao and Gu Yan had already reported to Zhang Yuan in advance to learn about the customs of Chunxi Town. Favored.

Apart from Chunxi Mountain and the town's special food, another reason why Chunxi Town can rapidly develop tourism is that the town's houses are constructed in an ancient style.

"Later? Is it okay to go back?"

Gu Yan looked at the souvenirs on the stall beside his corridor, and asked absently.There are all clay sculptures on the stall, there is a rabbit holding a carrot, and there is also a little novice playing the piano.

However, Gu Yan's gaze always stayed on the grayish-white horse head wall clay sculpture, every detail was carved extremely finely and realistically.

Fu Mingchao also noticed Gu Yanjiu's unmoving footsteps, and followed the gaze of the people to look at the clay sculpture of the horse's head wall: "Like it?"

Gu Yan didn't reply, but nodded lightly.

He didn't have the slightest resistance to such simple gadgets.

Fu Mingchao was not very interested in this kind of small art clay sculptures, but it was rare for him to see Gu Yanneng interested in something. He took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code hung by the stall owner, and asked the price. Then? Bought it.

"Thank you tablemate, I'll arrange a dust cover for it when I get back."

Gu Yan held a paper bag containing clay sculptures in his hand, and stood by the corridor to thank the people.When he went out at noon, he left his mobile phone in the hotel room. He didn't expect Fu Mingchao to pay for him directly.

"Lucky coins in return, no need? Thanks."

Fu Mingchao replied in a low voice, lowered his eyes and reached out to tie the knot at the neckline of the other party tightly.

—

When the sky darkened, lotus-shaped plastic lamps lit up spontaneously in the promenades on both sides of the trail in the town. They were replaced when the town launched a blessing activity some time ago, and they hadn't had time to change them. Lose.

On the way back to the hotel, Gu Yan bumped into an old acquaintance.

"Sorry, didn't notice..."

Song Xiang lowered his eyes to apologize, looked at the paper bag on the ground, and was about to squat down to pick it up, when he noticed that Gu Yan took a step forward from behind Fu Mingchao, staring at him with a slightly gloomy expression.

Gu Yan looked at the paper bag on the ground, recalling the muffled sound when the paper bag fell to the ground just now, his face darkened a bit.

The clay sculpture of the horse head wall had not been warmed in my hands for an hour before it shattered, and it was aimed at the sound, and it must have been broken in more than one place.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan stared at Song Xiang coldly: "The road is so wide that you can even bump into me. How about I take you to get a pair of glasses?"

Song Xiang was a little annoyed by Gu Yan's words. It took him a lot of effort to suppress the hatred in his eyes. There was a bit of pity on his face, and he said helplessly and aggrieved:

"Didn't I already apologize? It's just a clay sculpture, what else do you want?"

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