The boss always wants to kill me

After Cangbi Yuyu finished sweeping a plate of tofu, no matter how much he tried, Lian Yun just replied indifferently, except for occasionally deliberately avoiding his eyes, he didn't reveal any clues.

"Go back?" Lian Yun naturally raised his hand to wipe the oily spots on the corner of Cangbi's mouth.

His long fingers brushed across his cheeks, and the blue gloom suddenly cleared up like the sun, regardless of whether he was Wuyan or Lianyun was one of those people, anyway, now that the two of them can be together, everyone is happy.

"By the way, what about Cheng Jing and Yuan Yuan?" Cang Bi finally thought of those two living treasures.

Lian Yun: "I'm looking at the stall."

"I just ate tofu, let's bring them some gadgets."

The raspberries were sold out, and the two demons had nothing to waste, at most they would not be able to sell the goods, Cangbi was not in a hurry, she took Lianyun's palm, the two of them interlocked their fingers, and walked back swaying , along the way, picking from east to west, and brought Yuan Yuan a big bag of green grass dumplings, but couldn't think of what to buy for Cheng Jing, so he simply bought a puppet tiger to coax the children.

"Lian Yun, what do you like?" Cang Bi suddenly turned her head and asked.

Lian Yun said nothing, just looked at him.

Cang Bi waited for a while, only to look back steadily, somehow her face that used to be comparable to a city wall was about to burn, and she said in embarrassment: "You're not going to say you like me, are you?"

Lian Yun naturally didn't say yes, but he didn't say no either.

"If you don't say it, I'll take it for granted." Cang Bi responded to his silence in an unforgiving manner.

Lian Yun still did not refute.

Cangbi has been chasing her boss for so long, blatantly, making insinuations and doing everything she can, but every time she is rejected by the blunt back of her head, this time she got a difficult answer, a heart almost jumped out of her throat He let go of Lianyun's hand, ran to the side of the street, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, opened his eyes and saw that he was standing in front of a noodle stall, with various flowers, birds and fish sticking out on the brackets bundled with straw. Worm, the dough craftsman is concentrating on pinching a little yellow dog with a bone in its mouth.

"Old man, can you pinch a dragon?" Cang Bi asked.

"Of course, as long as you say it, I won't do it without it." The noodle maker put the semi-finished product in his hand, took two bamboo sticks and held it with one hand, "Do you want the Canglong? The Golden Dragon? Or the Eastern Dragon God?" Like a fire dragon?"

"I want the black dragon, the Xuanjiao." Cangbi smiled, "The Xuanjiao in the Turbulent River."

"The Tuanjiao in our town, Cheng, wait a moment." The noodle maker moved his hands neatly, and said while pinching, "Usually we need dragons, but they are all dragon gods that have been pinched into immortals. I have met someone who wanted to pinch Tuanjiao before, not to mention that it is not a real dragon, it looks like it is all black, it is not good-looking, I am done pinching, you can't let it go."

"Why doesn't it look good." Cangbi was not happy, "Master Xuanjiao is mighty and mighty, omnipotent in heaven and earth, the dragon god has always been flying in the sky, maybe he doesn't care about the suffering of the world at all, how could Master Xuanjiao come here?" good."

"Okay, okay, as long as you like it." No matter how good Xuanjiao is, after all, he has not become a god, but is still a monster. How can he compare with the gods above the nine heavens? With that pious energy, Bi was also careful in his actions. From time to time, a lifelike biped, hornless and long-tailed black flood dragon took shape, "Do you think this will work?"

Cangbi took it, looked at it carefully, and muttered: "I don't have Lianyun's majesty... Forget it, it's a bit of a look." He paid the dough maker and handed it to Lianyun: "Lianyun, do you like this one? ?”

"I like it." Lian Yun didn't take it, took a few shell coins from Cang Bixiu, and paid them to the dough maker, "Master, give me one too. I want a fox, white."

The dough maker just kneaded a ball of black, wiped his hands clean, took out the white dough, kneaded it for a long time, and finished a furry fox sleeping peacefully with its big tail curled up.

Lian Yun held the masked fox and compared it to Cangbi's face, Cangbi snatched the fox and put the two masked beasts side by side: "This is a pair!"

The face craftsman laughed loudly: "There is no such thing as a pair of foxes and Jiaolongs."

"Why not." Cang Bi put the sleeping fox into Xuanjiao's bowed body, as if she had made a home for the little fox. She was in a good mood, and stuffed it into Lian Yun's palm, "Lian Yun, this is for you."

"Okay." Lian Yun held the bamboo stick tightly, and gently wiped off the underworld on the white fox's face that was rubbed by the face dragon with his finger. He opened his clothes to block the sight of passers-by, and sprayed a cloud of black smoke on the face. The animal bag was put away.

The two walked around for a long time and returned to the stall, unexpectedly, Cheng Jing and Yuan Yuan were talking about the goods in a decent manner.

The visitor was a middle-aged man, leading a mule, and behind the mule was a four-wheeled cart, which carried wine jars next to each other. He pointed at the cockleburs, obviously a little annoyed: "You put them here, why are you here?" Won't you sell it?"

"Boss said, this is a medicinal material, you don't buy it for medical treatment, you don't sell it." Cheng Jing vowed.

"It's the medicinal materials, so I'm going to buy them to make medicinal wine! It doesn't cure the disease, but it can also strengthen the body. I am full of coins. Whenever you ask for a price, I will never lose you a penny." The medicinal materials in this stall are compared to the town The best medicinal herb shop was selling well, and the man certainly didn't want to miss it.

"Excuse me, how much do you want to buy?" Cang Bi stood in front of Cheng Jing.

"Is this your shop?" The man finally met a discerning person and heaved a sigh of relief, "You fellows are really difficult to deal with, and you still don't do door-to-door business."

"I'm also a buddy." Cang Bi pointed to Lian Yun, "This is our boss."

Lian Yun bowed his head to say hello, didn't say much, and directly talked about the price. The man was very surprised: "Such a good appearance, so I bought a mid-range price? Are you not from here? It's a good thing that I got a cheap price, but it's so far away." , On the contrary, I feel that I have taken advantage of you, so I will add more of you. Except for this big ginseng, I want everything else."

The business was done quickly, Cangbi wrapped the medicinal materials, the man loosened his grip on the mule's rope, took out the big money bag in the bag, and picked up the shellfish.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden change at this time, the two young boys from the silk bamboo shop on the opposite side threw the ball to each other, and the strength was wrong, and the round bamboo ball flew out dishonestly, hitting the mule's head with precision, and the mule was frightened. He neighed, kicked, and rushed forward like a madman.

"Wait!" The man hurriedly pulled the rein, and the shells were scattered all over the ground. He didn't know which one to look at first. He was shaking so badly that he was about to smash it to pieces. He immediately knelt on the ground and cried out, "Ouch! My medicinal wine!"

God always seems to like to follow the saying that misfortunes never come singly. At the corner, a half-grown female doll was holding a half-person-high doll, and ran out staggeringly, not paying any attention to the impending danger behind her.

Seeing someone in front, the mule raised its hoof and was about to kick it up. The girl's mother screamed when she saw it, and rushed over to protect her daughter tightly. At the same time, a black shadow, like a strong wind, suddenly Scraped out, swept to the front of the two.