Song Ling smacked her lips, lowered her head and bought two hairpins.
However, Jiang Yiyu held the sugar-roasted chestnuts in his arms and refused to move away. He peeled the whole bag with a few clicks and started eating with a satisfied expression.
"The Cold Mountain Plum Blossom Technique is used to peel chestnuts?" Ji Ye muttered.
Huayu poked Jiye with his elbow, then picked up a pair of earrings from the stall, turned to Song Ling in a serious manner and asked: "Please help me take a look. Can I give her this pair of earrings?"
"Okay." Song Ling put the hairpin on her head casually and nodded: "Although I have never met her, any woman you choose will like this one -"
The words are not finished yet.
Jiang Yiyu actually came over!
Song Ling's hair stood on end, her body was tense and her face was stiff.
"Indeed, all girls like it." Jiang Yiyu stretched his head and looked at the earrings between Song Ling and Huanyu, and affirmed Song Ling's words: "But I think the aqua blue one at the bottom looks better. You
If you have money, you can buy them together."
It does not make sense!
At this moment, Song Ling's heart was like a galloping horse.
God knows why Jiang Yiyu has such a character! Is she a foodie and nosy? During the Lingbao Conference, she was clearly still a ruthless Taoist persona, okay!
Seeing that Song Ling didn't respond for a long time, Jiang Yiyu turned his head and looked over and asked, "Isn't it?"
"Yes." Song Ling rubbed her neck and agreed, "The aqua blue one is pretty good-looking too."
After receiving Song Ling's reply, Jiang Yiyu was obviously very happy. He held the paper bag full of chestnuts in front of Song Ling and asked, "Want to eat? I just bought them and peeled them, they are still warm."
"Thank you, no..." Song Ling originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Jiang Yiyu's expectant and eager expression, he had no choice but to reach out and take one from the paper bag and said, "I can't eat you for free, I have preserved fruit here."
And ginger melon seeds, do you want to eat them?"
It was obviously just a polite word.
As a result, Song Ling was almost immediately overwhelmed by Jiang Yiyu's outburst of enthusiasm. When she came to her senses, Jiang Yiyu had already dragged her to a roadside restaurant and sat down.
Jiye and Huayu were both a little helpless, but they couldn't say anything, so they sat next to Song Ling with polite smiles on their faces.
Although they all have doubts about Jiang Yiyu's purpose, based on current observations, it seems that Jiang Yiyu has not discovered their identities and has no evil intentions.
"How many of them are monks?" Jiang Yiyu happily held the ginger melon seeds handed over by Song Ling and asked while eating them: "I don't think I've seen them before. Where did you gain enlightenment?"
The three people at the table stiffened and exchanged glances.
"Huh? Isn't it convenient to say? Forget it." Jiang Yiyu wiped his mouth with the back of his hand nonchalantly and started to eat preserved fruit, "I am Jiang Yiyu from Fengsha Road. I am fortunate to meet a few of you here.
, we can be considered friends from now on."
In less than half an hour, we were already friends.
If it weren't for the fact that there were no traces of her body being taken away or her soul exchanged on Jiang Yiyu, Song Ling would have suspected that she had had her core changed.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang has such a good character." Song Ling praised him from the bottom of his heart.
Jiang Yiyu swallowed the preserved fruit in his mouth, waved his hand and said, "It's just me..."
Halfway through the words, Jiang Yiyu seemed to be stunned. He quickly shut up, reached out and picked up another piece of preserved fruit and stuffed it into his mouth.
A table of people ordered about twenty dishes, including things that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the water.
Song Ling contributed the money.
Like Jiye, Jiang Yiyu is not a rich man, so the five cents he spent just now are all Jiang Yiyu's assets.
Now that Song Ling invited her to dinner, she almost regarded Song Ling as a close friend.
After drinking and eating, Jiang Yiyu squinted his eyes and said drunkenly: "Since you are going to the Liang Kingdom, why not come with me? I will go too."
"What are you doing in Liang Kingdom, Daoyou Jiang?" Song Ling put a piece of fish into his bowl and asked casually.
"Go find someone." Jiang Yiyu let out a breath, tilted his head and hugged the wine jar, and said unhappily: "You must all know that the tide of monsters in South Town has become stronger every time, and now in the five towns
Almost all of our disciples have gone to Nanzhen, so we casual cultivators have to go too."
Song Ling made a sound, scattered the fish meat with chopsticks, and continued to ask: "Then it's a different way, right? Although Liang State is also in the south, Nanzhen is farther to the southeast... Or does Jiang Daoyou have something else to do?"
Jiang Yiyu nodded and replied: "It's not just to find someone. After looking around, I am the only one who is strong and available, so this matter falls on me."
Boom.
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yiyu knocked his head on the table and breathed heavily.
"She doesn't look like she's lying." Jiye poked Jiang Yiyu's face with her chopsticks, frowning and said, "What do you mean? Leave her behind and we go directly out of the city?"
"Well." Song Ling packed up her things and stood up, "Her situation is really abnormal, so it's better not to get involved with her."
Although Jiang Yiyu's purpose was not asked, the answer was readily available, so Song Ling did not need to ask any further questions.
In this compartment, as soon as the three of them walked to the door, there was a sound of tables and chairs collapsing behind them.
Song Ling turned around following the sound and saw Jiang Yiyu standing by the table, looking at the table with some confusion and then at his hands.
"There's something wrong with her eyes." Huayu whispered sideways.
Jiang Yiyu, who felt something was not right, raised his hand to wipe the rice particles stuck to his cheek, and then smelled the wine stains on his robe, his face looked very ugly.
After a while, Jiang Yiyu used magic to clean up the messy residue on his body, walked up to Song Ling and the others, and asked, "Do I need to pay?"
The coldness of his tone was completely different from Jiang Yiyu just now.
"Uh..." Song Ling looked at her for a long time, shook her head and said, "No need, I'll treat you to something."
Hearing this, Jiang Yiyu was startled for a moment, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, he seemed a little shy, his voice lowered a little, and he said, "That's it, thank you."
Seeing Jiang Yiyu leave in a hurry, heading out of the city, Song Ling and Jiye Huayu stayed here in the restaurant, staring at each other.
"What's going on?" Huayu was a little confused, "Looking at her expression, it seems like she doesn't remember what she just said to us, otherwise she should question us."
Song Ling rolled up her sleeves, shrugged, and said, "It doesn't matter. It's a good thing she doesn't cause trouble for us. Let's go first."
Once on the chariot, there is no need to meet again.
That was true, but when it came time to board the flying chariot, Song Ling still saw Jiang Yiyu's flying chariot.
A poor monk has the same faults as a poor monk.
What's more interesting than Jingye's flying chariot that's several inches big is that Jiang Yiyu's flying chariot is only as big as a palm, just enough to accommodate her two feet.
"We meet again." Song Ling leaned on the armrest of the flying chariot deck, smiling and waving to Jiang Yiyu.
Unfortunately, what Song Ling saw was an expressionless face.