frivolous

"Under the broad daylight and bright sky, there are still people who don't pay for food? I, old man Li, have been selling wontons for so many years, and finally I have seen it!"

This loud scolding sound was especially refreshing in the midst of a bunch of yelling one after another.

With a root of grass in his mouth, Xie Yan was bored and leaned closer to the crowd to watch the excitement.

Just now, he came after the strange but familiar Xiao Sheng, but he lost his target without any trace.

If there is any abnormality around, the shattered ice has a spirit, and it will inevitably raise a warning, but now the flute on the waist does not respond at all, and it is as quiet as it was negotiated before.

"No money? What kind of wontons did you come out without money? Waiting for someone to give you money? It's been half an hour, and I haven't even seen a single person? It looks like he's from a wealthy family. You really don't learn well at such a young age! Every year, and this year there are even more!" Old man Li was cursing while adding firewood to the wonton pot.

At a table next to him, sat a young man in a sea blue robe.Against the whispers around him, he suppressed a red face of shame, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, his eyes were fixed on the porcelain bowl in front of him, as if he had a deep hatred.

Eh?Xie Yan secretly said that the road to enemies is narrow.

I wanted to make a detour, but I couldn't bear to see the desolate look of the young man in fine clothes and well-fed food. After all, he was a member of Dong Hailan's family. How could it be Xiaoxiao's turn to bully him?

It seemed that when seeing the youngsters of the Lan family, he would unconsciously soften his heart. Xie Yan sighed secretly, so he withdrew his back foot.

The trembling old man Li put the freshly wrapped wontons into the pot like a duck, and when he turned around, he saw that the free-eating boy was still there. The good young man in crimson clothes rushed to the front and grabbed his collar, raised his eyebrows coldly, cursed, and spit flying all over the place: "Bold! Our young master comes to eat your wontons. The blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes is good. You pray to God and worship Buddha." Don’t you think it’s worth it? Let alone wonton money, it’s enough to buy your life!”

Seeing the image of a loyal but full-fledged slave who protects the Lord and scares people, Xie Yan waved his hand boldly, threw a piece of silver on the shivering old man's forehead, and snorted twice: "Things without eyesight!"

Lan Yin stared at him in surprise, as if frightened by his crazy behavior, she didn't speak for a long time.

Turning his head, Xie Yan put on a flattering smile on his face, and made a gesture of invitation to the young man, but glared at the ordinary people who were pointing around, and said viciously: "What are you looking at? They are all gone!"

Grabbing the boy's hand in the dark, he staggered and dragged him to the depths of the alley, then he couldn't help but bend down and burst out laughing.

"Who are you?" The young man took a few steps back unbearably, put one hand on the hilt of his waist, and looked at him vigilantly. "I seem to see you a bit familiar..."

Xie Yan suddenly remembered the unpleasantness of the last meeting, it seemed that he was still covering his face.

Xie Yan unconsciously touched his face, thinking that I still think you look familiar, and smiled: "Familiar? Probably because I look more popular, many people have said that I look familiar."

Maybe it was because the smile of the person in front of him was too dazzling, Lan Yin loosened his hand on the hilt of the sword, and gave him a contemptuous look, as if "you are happy" was written all over his face.

Seeing that the young man was silent, Xie Yan took out some broken silver from his bosom and stuffed it into his palm, and said earnestly: "Although money is something outside of the body, you still have to take it with you when you go out..."

Lan Yin stared wide-eyed, returned the money to him quickly, and muttered: "Joke! Will I have no money..." Facing Xie Yan's half-smiling gaze, she raised her voice guiltily, and glanced around, "I'm ...I'm just waiting for someone...you meddle in your own business..."

"All right——" Xie Yanrao was quite patient with this child's awkward temper, and couldn't help laughing loudly, "Yes—I interrupted——"

"Don't laugh!" Lan Yin stretched out her hand to beat him, but she stepped on something, she was unsteady, and she fell to the ground. The material of the good clothes was stained with mud, and her palms rubbed against the ground, as if they had been rubbed by small stones. Make a few cuts.

Xie Yan hurriedly wanted to lower his head to see if the child had fallen, and suddenly saw a bony hand with slender fingers, protruding knuckles, pale and bluish.

"You're here! I've been waiting for you at the wonton stand for a long time..." Surprised, Lan Yin stood up with the strength of that hand, and patted the dust on her clothes.

Xie Yan could only feel a faint smell of blood from the tip of his nose that could not go away. He squinted his eyes and focused, and saw the man in front of him dressed in a black robe, with a wide hood covering his true face, and he looked a bit evil.

"It's useless!" The man in black scolded and covered his face, "Won't you hit back when someone points at you?"

"I don't want to stay there either..." Lan Yin lowered her head, tugged at the hem of the man in black, and sobbed softly. "But if you say go, go back—"

"An old man who buys wontons can't do it right? I have to solve everything for you, you bastard who only cries!" The man in black took off the flute at his waist and took off his hood.

Xie Yan vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar, the fire lines on his neck lit up, the redness in his eyes flashed, and a ray of real fire condensed from his fingertips, which happened to illuminate the pale and ghostly face of the visitor because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. face.

At this meeting, both sides were stunned.

"Hey! Where did Jian Suyu find someone so similar?" Suddenly, a dry hand stretched out and pinched his chin, as if trying to crush his bones. "Tsk tsk, looking at the contemptuous expressions, compared with the others, it looks quite a bit—"

A gust of fist wind blew past his ears, Xie Yan turned sideways subconsciously, and received a punch on his left shoulder. If he hadn't reacted, the punch might have hit his face.

I, Cao, hit someone when I disagree?

Surprised, he punched right eye, hitting Xie Yan with stars in his eyes.

Hit people and face? !

Xie Yan became angry, and was so angry that he forgot to use his spiritual power, and kicked directly in the abdomen, and sure enough, the man's entire face turned green.

"Don't fight—" the young man wanted to persuade the fight, but was frightened by the eyes of the two flying over.

So Lan Yin, who was at a loss, saw the two men in front of him punching and kicking each other.

Although he hadn't stretched his muscles for a long time, gradually, Xie Yan gained the upper hand.Just kidding, in the days when Xie Yan was with Cang Shen, he was punished every time he moved. He didn't have any great accomplishments in swordsmanship, but his physical fitness reached the strength of several people.

I don't know how long it took, after the two had a great fight, they lay on the ground sweating profusely, panting heavily.

"Are you all right..." Lan vaguely felt that the conflict was caused by herself, she stood there, looked at this, looked at that, and said hesitantly, "How about... I'll go buy you some food."

"I'm fine, but he's about to be beaten to death by me." Xie Yan looked at the young man who stumbled away, frowned and said to the man standing next to him, "I didn't know you were so secretly in love with him? Is it because he chased you all these years?" Kill, come and go to see each other, Pu Xinjiu?"

"You..." Pu Xinjiu was stunned for so many years, and he was a little dazed when he heard this familiar voice.But after all, he has seen big wind and waves, his eyes flashed with confusion, his hands were resting on the back of his head, he stared at the shining stars in the night sky, and said awkwardly: "Damn it, I understand it. In the past few years, Jian Suyu This man is like a tarsal maggot, chasing me all the time, more terrifying than an evil ghost. Every time I see him, I will suffer, and I can't beat him!"

The tone was familiar, as if Xie Yan hadn't passed away ten years ago, but had left ten cups of tea.

The cold ground made him a little uncomfortable. Hearing this, Xie Yan gave him a sidelong glance.Although he was born decent, he practiced ghost control for many years after he was expelled from Qingjing Mountain. It is estimated that he caused a lot of trouble for other Taoist sects, both openly and secretly.And according to Jian Suyu's jealous nature, it is estimated that the two sides have fought quite a lot. "Run away if you can't fight. Others don't know your kung fu of always running around, don't I know?"

"I'm old. Ever since I raised bear children, I wanted to live a stable life." Pu Xin realized the smell of blood after drinking, and secretly performed a cleansing formula.

Xie Yan's gaze skipped in the direction where Lan Yin disappeared, never expecting this child to have such a great influence.

Faintly, it seemed that something had been forgotten, and Xie Yan couldn't remember it for a while.

After all, there are too many things between Xie Yan and Jian Suyu.Maybe all the fetters in the last life were cut off by Jian Suyu's sword, but Xie Yan faced him, even if he had a thousand words, he couldn't talk like before, and act willfully.But Pu Xinjiu is different, even though their relationship is not good enough to confided in each other, but in front of Pu Xinjiu, Xie Yan is equal to him, and he can be regarded as someone who can talk. "is it going well?"

"I can't die, that's it—" Pu Xinjiu was silent for a while, as if he wanted to slap him vigorously, but he put down his hand because he didn't have the strength: "You're the one who died once, wake up and care about this and that?"

Xie Yan smiled, thinking about finding a place to catch up.

But seeing Pu Xinjiu standing up straight and sitting up, pulled out the flute in his waist, and cast a glance at him with a cautious look in his eyes: "...Are you coming to settle accounts with me too?"

Xie Yan stood up when he heard the words, and was just about to ask why he made those words, when he realized that he couldn't move his feet.Thinking it was broken ice causing trouble, Xie Yan's heart shuddered, and he whispered: "Go away!" Looking closely, he saw a few black hands stretched out from the ground at some point, firmly grasping Xie Yan's body. legs.It turned out that it was Pu Xinjiu who did it, Xie Yan had black lines on his face.

Pu Xinjiu had been punched in the left eye, and the eye circle was red and swollen at the moment, which was kind of funny.He whistled heartlessly: "I knew it, you couldn't bear to..."

"That's right, I love you dearly for my father." Xie Yan retorted.

Suddenly, several light blue sword lights passed in the air, Xie Yan only felt the cold soak into his limbs from the soles of his feet, and the ghost hands around him suffered pain, and shrank back to the ground.

Jian Suyu was dressed in a moon-white robe, standing at the entrance of the alley, the sword pattern between her eyebrows shimmered, her temperament was like snow, she looked at Pu Xinjiu: "The strange things in the city are related to you."

"Wang——" The yellow dog, which has been well fed and well-fed in recent days, jumped up to Xie Yan, wagging its tail happily and circling around his legs.

Like a child who has done something wrong, Lan Yin looked in the direction of Pu Xinjiu and explained intermittently: "I...I want to buy some pastries, and I met Master at Dongjiekou..."

"Hahahahahahaha guess what!" Pu Xinjiu stared at the furious sword repairer with great interest, confident, "Aren't they just some souls? You can do whatever you want. If I get hurt, do you think Xie Ban will feel bad?"

Hello!Just kidding, rushing to recognize your father?Frozen by Jian Suyu's sword spirit and piercing eyes, Xie Yan secretly winked at Pu Xinjiu.The other party caught his gaze, and even flirted back with a wink.

Xie Yan shook the goosebumps on his body, hugged Jian Suyu's waist vigorously, and shouted regardless: "Peace is the most important thing! Don't fight—" Both sides are very powerful. Attracting attention, Xie Yan now only has the word "low-key" in his head.No way, too many enemies, keep a low profile.

At the same time, Pu Xinjiu waved his sleeves, and a puff of black smoke rose in front of him.After they dispersed, only Erhuang was left barking at the spot choked by the smoke, while the gag ghost Xiu and the bewildered young man had long since disappeared.

With a pain in his wrist, Xie Yan raised his eyes and saw that the eyes of the person in front of him seemed to be covered with bloodshot eyes, and he looked a bit haggard.

The hand holding his wrist was so powerful that it seemed to crush his bones.

Jian Suyu held Xiaolian in one hand and pinched his wrist with the other, with white hair like frost, she was condescending and staring at him.

As if he wanted to die with him.

After a long time, those eyes that were as pale as glass seemed to dim for a moment.

"Let's settle the bill too."

In a trance, the long-deposited clean light gradually appeared.