flapping wings

The town at the foot of the mountain holds a market regularly every month. On this day, the three masters and apprentices go down the mountain to buy daily necessities.

It's the same today, after Qi Ping and the others finished their martial arts training, they went down the mountain to find something to eat.

The street was crowded with people, Wei Yanzhi blocked the way in front of Master like an old hen protecting the food, lest he would be bumped by the crowded pedestrians on the road, as if guarding a delicate and fragile vase.

Qi Ping was snubbed by the two of them, he couldn't help curling his lips in contempt, and slipped away with the lively crowd.

He was already tired of playing with the things that deceive children on the street in the past two years, so he went straight to the stall selling dried fruit and candied fruit on the street. Walking around the street with candied fruit.

There was a burst of applause, and Qi Ping looked into the distance, only to see that the front was already crowded, and a group of people were applauding there.

He took two quick steps and stood on tiptoe at the periphery of the crowd to look around. It turned out that a scholar was selling characters on the street.

This scholar is indeed quite capable, he changes his style after every word he writes, it can be seen that he has really worked hard on it.

Qi Ping clutched the snacks in his bosom, and swam in through the crowd like a loach using his lightness.

The person squeezed next to him glared at him from behind and cursed in a low voice.

Qi Ping immediately stood still, turned his head and stared back without hesitation, with arrogance, as if he was the one taking the right.

The man didn't expect Qi Ping to look over, and this really gave him goosebumps. It's not because he's timid, but from the gesture the other party showed, he knew that he had offended a quack.

In this world, not to mention him, even the local government may not dare to provoke this group of people who are blood-licking and martial arts, so after a glance, this person almost peed his pants without being scared.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to want to get to know him as well, but just kept staring at him very aggressively. The man wiped the sweat from his forehead, bowed and ran away in desperation.

Qi Ping was stunned when he saw the oil on the soles of the opponent's feet. He touched his face for no reason, wondering how his innocent and harmless face could scare the opponent away.

Originally, I thought that it would be more fun to go down the mountain after a hard time, but I didn't expect that the other party would completely quiet down just by staring.

He felt a little pity, but thinking of the other party's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Attracted by his laughter, some people around turned their heads to look at him inexplicably, and even the person who was writing stopped his pen and looked towards him.

Or say that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and just now scare away others, but now he is being scrutinized by a group of people so directly, he can't help but feel timid.

Qi Ping looked left and right, and just as he was about to turn around to go out, the scholar put his pen down, bowed his hands to everyone and said with a smile: "I don't know what this little brother has to say? I'm stupid, please give me some advice."

The people around also began to boo, "Come on, show your hands to the men", "If you laugh, you won't have the courage to write", Qi Ping felt like a grasshopper being roasted on the fire, and he didn't know it for a while. Overwhelmed.

Holding a pile of things, he shook his head again and again, turned around and wanted to get out of the crowd, but it felt like there was no way to go, and before he knew it, sweat was streaming down his cheeks.

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Mu Xiaoque wandered through the crowd absent-mindedly, all the hustle and bustle around him seemed to be isolated one meter away from him, and the whispers at the banquet were still echoing in his mind.

I couldn't help but sighed again. It seems that I have to keep a low profile in the future. Facts have proved that no matter how sincere the dog is, it will eventually arouse the suspicion and fear of the owner.

Mu Xiaoque squeezed the space between her brows with a headache, regained her spirits, there are more important things to deal with now.

The Qi family in Guanlan City was wiped out, and the rivers and lakes were turbulent. If you make a wrong step, you may be doomed, so it's not too late to think about it after you go back.

The road ahead was blocked, and the excitement nearby drew his attention back. He listened attentively to the conversation inside, and raised his head slightly to look over.

I saw a person holding various paper bags in his arms standing awkwardly in the middle of the noise, looking around helplessly.

Mu Xiaoque hesitated for a moment, adhering to the principle that more things are worse than less things, and finally decided to leave.

Qi Ping patrolled the crowd for a while, becoming more and more desperate. He had never seen such a big scene, and the voices of chattering came from all directions. He almost forgot how to walk on two legs.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "This stall owner, can you give me a try?"

Qi Ping immediately looked towards the direction of the sound as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and saw that the crowd automatically gave way, a man with broad shoulders and long legs, handsome and handsome, but with a cold expression walked over. .

This man is 1.8 meters tall, with a sharp look on his body, especially his pair of eyes are particularly attractive, the black eyes are embedded like grapes, and they shine like obsidian.

The man glanced at Qi Ping and nodded slightly, then walked past him and picked up the pen on the table to write freely on the white paper.

Qi Ping immediately leaned forward to take a look. This person's handwriting was not only as sharp as his own, but also like an unsheathed sword, smooth and restrained. Even so, there was still an air of majesty.

The man tapped the table with his left hand, and after a while, he drew a fat sparrow next to the words, with a small worm in its mouth.

And the words on the paper have the feeling of being trampled out one by one by the little paws of sparrows, it looks playful and cute.

Qi Ping couldn't help but start jumping for joy, a bright smile overflowed his face, he turned his eyes away from the painting, and turned to look at the side face of the painter.

The heart stopped beating uncontrollably, and at the same time, my mind began to rippling. It is really beautiful.

After a while, the man put down his pen and looked up at Qi Ping, and happened to meet his gaze.

Qi Ping hurriedly moved his eyes to look to the side, but after a few seconds, he wanted to look at that person again like scratching in his heart.

When he finally plucked up the courage to look back full of expectation, he only saw the back of the man talking to someone else.

Qi Ping tightly grasped the things in his hands. He didn't care about the fried fish that was making strange noises. He just watched the figure gradually surrounded by the cheering crowd, and something gradually emerged in his heart.

With a muffled "cough", Qi Ping was startled, and quickly turned his head to look around, and saw the scholar standing beside him, also looking at that person, but his expression was obviously very ugly.

I saw the scholar's chest rise and fall, and stretched out his hands to adjust the robe on his body, then he cupped his hands and said, "I'm stupid, and I happen to have mastered the styles of several different calligraphers. , I wonder if I have the honor to ask my brother for advice?"

The man turned around and looked at the vendor, his expression still cold, he cupped his hands and said, "Sorry, I don't have time."

Qi Ping stared blankly at him, and just when that inexplicable emotion couldn't help coming out of his heart again, the other party suddenly turned his gaze.

The moment their eyes met, that emotion crawled all over Qi Ping's body like a cat smelling fish.

Qi Ping didn't hide this time, he watched the other person walk in front of him, only to see the person raised the painting in his hand and asked: "I'll give it to you, do you want it?"

"want!"

Qi Ping almost shouted in reply, he bit his lips in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed slightly, and after a moment of slowing down, he quickly freed up a hand to wipe his body and took the painting from the other party's hand.

Bowing his head to appreciate it again, Qi Ping blew on the wet ink stains like a baby before putting it in his arms, but when he raised his head to look for the other person's figure again, he found that the person had already left.

He reached into his bosom to touch the things inside, then looked blankly into the distance, feeling a sense of loss and disappointment in his heart.

With a wrinkled face, he got out of the crowd, and continued to follow the flow of people on the street, looking left and right, but he no longer enjoyed himself as before.

Packing a roast goose, a jar of wine and some stewed beef in the tavern, he finally completed the task assigned by his senior.

After Qi Ping left the store, he looked at the bustling crowds on the street and felt that he was not in a good mood, and wanted to find his master and senior brothers as soon as possible.

However, after turning around in front of him, he didn't see those two people. Qi Ping couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Standing on the spot and looking around, a figure flashed past him out of the corner of his eye. He hurriedly turned his head to look for it. When he saw the man's back, a smile finally appeared on his face. Qi Ping chased after him through the crowd. past.

From a distance, he yelled at the back of the other party, and the excited ending made him split his fork a little bit uncontrollably.

The moment he saw the man turning his head, Qi Pingyuan jumped up and ran to the other party, panting, not knowing what to say, just smiling excitedly at him.

Under the doubtful gaze of the other party, Qi Ping handed over the roast goose in his hand: "Thank you for your painting, please eat the roast goose."

The man looked at the roast goose in Qi Ping's hand, frowned, and his cold expression became even more ruthless.

However, perhaps because he was moved by his sincere and innocent expression, the two stalemate for a moment, and the man reached out to take the roast goose, thanked him, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" Qi Ping yelled, his mouth was faster than his legs, his legs were faster than his brain, and he followed up. Under the increasingly impatient expression of the other party, he had to hand over the altar in his hand Wine: "Please drink and make friends."

The man sighed and took the wine jar again, nodded silently and continued to move forward. Qi Ping once again involuntarily followed the other party's buttocks, counting the benefits of being friends with himself.

"I have a good temper, I don't like to get angry, and I'm very easy to get along with."

"Am I pretty good-looking too? Although I'm a little worse than you, I'm good enough for you."

"I can cook for you, and I can also hunt. In winter, you come to me, and I will take you to hunt pheasants."

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The man didn't answer a word until he reached the exit of the town. He stopped and looked at the empty official road outside, and finally said without turning his head, "You should go back."

Qi Ping asked unwillingly: "Then will we meet again? I don't even know where you live, so how can I find you to play?"

The man sighed, seemed to think he was naive, and said a bit: "You don't even know if I'm a good person, so you want to make friends with me?"

"I know you are a good person." Qi Ping ran to him, tilted his head to look at him and smiled, "You look cold, but very gentle, I can feel your eyes are very clear, I can't see wrong .”

"See you by fate," the man changed the topic and walked away.

Qi Ping shook his head silently, and chased after him to persuade him: "Fate is something you have to fight for yourself. If you come to me, isn't it just to continue the relationship? Or tell me your address, and I will go to you. Why is there no fate? You little pedant."

The man patted Qi Ping's forehead with his hand back, and immediately ran away without a trace.

Qi Ping held his breath and chased forward a few steps, but after all he could no longer see the other party's figure clearly. He snorted and shouted: "Your grandma, I must find you again! I will forcefully fight you!" Destiny!"

When meeting Master and Senior Brother, Qi Ping stuffed all the things in his hands into the basket that Senior Brother was carrying. Senior Brother counted them, looked at him and asked, "Where's the roast goose and wine?"

"I lost it," Qi Ping sniffed, and walked into the mountain by himself.