I advise madmen to be good people

Outside Yuanhezong, there is an extremely prosperous and prosperous town, with roads and alleys extending in all directions, shops and restaurants, and the flow of people on the street has not decreased because of the dark sky, but under the reflection of colorful paper lanterns. Walking in the market.

There are many small stalls in the spacious place on the side of the road, selling all kinds of market delicacies, special snacks from all over the world, and even barbecue stalls that use charcoal stoves to grill meat skewers. Look at the big meat skewers that are fragrant and oily. Take a bite and have a cup of sour plum soup, the taste must be beautiful and bubbling.

This ancient nightlife is also very colorful, not worse than modern times.

I also looked through some classics in Zhengxinju. The reason why this place is so lively is because it is backed by the reputation of No. 1 decent sect in the world, and the security is relatively good, so many people from neighboring towns move here every year.

In addition, there are many small sects affiliated to Yuanhezong to make a living, as well as relatives and children related to Yuanhezong. Adding their family servants, it is a big ticket people.

When there are more people, there will be more places to consume, more expenses, the better the economy, and more ways to earn money, which will attract more people. Under this cycle, I have achieved what I see now. What I saw was a bustling scene with a lot of traffic.

Compared with my exuberance, Ming Yixin is very calm and calm, and he doesn't seem to be interested in those fancy food things, but if I stay in a stall for a long time, he won't rush or get impatient , standing quietly at the door with his hands behind his back, like a tall and slender bamboo.

When he was about to leave the house today, he also wore a resin mask like mine, which covered up his impeccably handsome fairy appearance, and his facial features became ordinary, but even so, it couldn't cover up his natural demeanor, making him People can't help but cast their eyes on him.

For example, when I was eating a bowl of mutton soup, I saw no less than a dozen young girls looking shyly at Chaoming Yixin. If there was a smile on his expressionless face, they would probably be like butterflies. The same went on and on and surrounded the past.

It's a pity that our Ming Sect Master is not a kind person at all. Not only is he completely indifferent to the girls' teasing, but he also uttered a word coldly to a girl who had the courage to come forward to give him sugar dough. .

"roll."

That girl has a round face and almond eyes, is sweet and cute, with a sword hanging on her waist, she looks like she must be a young disciple of some sect, and she is afraid that she has never received such cold treatment on weekdays, her eyes are filled with tears in an instant. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare, he was caught in a dilemma, the man standing there holding the candy dough was ashamed and annoyed, it looked pitiful.

I drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp and walked towards the door.

"Little sister, your sugar figurine looks delicious, can you sell it to me?"

The girl froze for a moment, then looked at the kind smile on my face, probably understood that I was here to smooth things over for her, and suddenly turned from anger to joy.

"Looking at you, you're not much older than me, but you call me little sister. Could it be that you want to take advantage of me?"

I waved my hands quickly.

"Then you have wronged me. I read in the book that girls like to be praised for being young, that's why they are called that."

The girl chuckled.

"I thought he was a disciple, but he turned out to be a nerd."

She said and handed the sugar dough man over.

"Hey, here it is."

"Thank you." I took it and asked again, "How much?"

"No money, I'll give it to you!"

She waved her hand generously, raised her legs and ran.

"There will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

I watched her back quickly disappear into the crowd, turned my head to Ming Yi and said earnestly, "Come out and play, have fun, they don't mean anything malicious, and it says in the book that if you are as confused as you are, A fierce man, it will be very difficult to find a wife in the future."

"What crooked books are you reading?"

Ming Yi said coldly: "Go back and write down the names, I will immediately collect them all and set them on fire."

"I'm afraid it won't work." I shook my head.

Although the books that my step-sister gave me are indeed not serious books, if you want to search and burn them, you may not find half a page if you dig three feet, because in ancient times, there were none at all.

But Ming Yixin seemed to have misunderstood that I was reluctant to part with those crooked books, her eyes became colder, she reached out her hand quickly, threw the sugar noodle man in my hand on the ground and crushed it.

"Hey, you..." I looked down at the sugar residue on the ground, and said with great regret: "It's too wasteful, I really want to taste what it tastes like, the one I ate in my hometown What's the difference."

Without saying a word, Ming Yi turned around and left.

No, I'm not angry yet, but you do have a temper.

I paused on the spot, but still had no choice but to catch up.

What can be done?I don't know the way, and, just now I just eat and drink, and Ming Yixin pays the bill. If he leaves, I will be penniless, so I can only stare blankly at the new gadgets all over the street?

What is it called?This makes people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

I said a few words, and Ming Yixin disappeared in the blink of an eye.

So fast, where did you go?

I stepped on my feet and looked into the crowd, and suddenly a large haystack stretched out in front of me, on which were densely packed with all kinds of sugar-dough men, there were twenty or thirty of them.

"Eat."

Ming Yixin, who was holding a haystack, glanced at me.

"Don't you want to taste what it tastes like?"

I was stunned and couldn't help laughing again.

Fortunately, there are no gossip reporters like paparazzi here, otherwise, taking a picture of Ming Yixin like this will definitely make the headlines tomorrow.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming Yixin said, "If you don't eat it, I'll throw it away."

"Don't don't."

I knew he could do what he said, so I quickly reached out to take it. Seeing so many people with sugar noodles, I was a little embarrassed.

"But this is too much. I can't finish it. How about this? I'll take one and give the rest to passers-by. Let's make a good relationship. Do you think it's okay?"

Ming Yixin's face was still pale.

"I gave it to you, it's yours, and it's up to you to dispose of it."

"That's good."

With his approval, I felt much more at ease. After picking out the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea style, I waved to a group of children who were attracted to the side and drool at the sugar dough people on the haystack.

"Do you want to eat?"

The children immediately answered in unison.

"miss you!"

"Well."

I pointed to Ming Yixin who was next to me and said: "Each of you praise that elder brother, and after the compliment, you can get a sugar figure, and whoever can praise you can get two sugar figures."

"Really?!"

The children's eyes lit up when they heard that there is no money for candy, and they immediately surrounded Ming Yixin, boasting all over the place.

"My brother is so tall, as mighty as a general in a New Year picture."

"Brother, your legs are really long, longer than my laundry pole!"

"My brother's face is so handsome, my mother will fall in love with you when she sees you! Why don't you be my stepfather!"

"Brother, brother..." Ming Yixin frowned, looking very disgusted, but they held her thighs and pulled her clothes, and she couldn't leave even if she wanted to. In the end, she just stood there as if accepting her fate. There, seeing me laughing with my stomach full of tears, the coldness in my eyes faded away, and a smile appeared on my lips, and I said two words to me silently.

"Fool."