The weather is as cold as a joke, and life is like nonsense.
The sudden "late spring cold" attacked the entire Guyue City. A sudden snowfall took away the last "habitat" of several people.
The joining of Lu Mian made Ye Junlin's small team much more lively. Liu Cai and Lu Mian's fights can always make people feel a different kind of happiness.
But happiness is happiness, happiness cannot be eaten as food. After happiness is over, there is something else to do to fill your hungry stomach.
There is a shop on the main street of Guyue City called "Lady's House". It does not sell meat, wine, or cold-proof clothes, but it allows Lu Mian to stand at the door and cannot leave for a long time.
Because it sells "rouge powder".
Any woman, whether at the level of "Beauty and Beauty", or at the level of "Scare Millions of Teachers", has a special liking for it.
You can avoid eating rice, but you can’t buy gouache.
Liu Cai sighed, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "I promise you that I will bring you here another day. If you have a higher level, we will buy a bottle."
"Really?" Lu Mian looked at Liu Cai pitifully, feeling pitiful.
"Of course!" Liu Cai patted his chest and said 'righteous': "When did I fool you?"
Lu Mian turned his head and pointed his right finger with his left hand: "I fooled a steamed bun from my hand yesterday. The day before yesterday was half a piece of sesame cake. The day before yesterday I cheated my 'pig head meat' the day before yesterday. The day before yesterday... "
The little girl remembered it clearly one by one, just like a family, Liu Cai stood beside him with a dark face.
"Oh, I will definitely not fool you this time. Guaranteed!"
Liu Cai took Lu Mian's hand and left quickly, and the two hands were so naturally fit together.
Hold your hand and drag your son away.
Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows and naturally said to himself: "I seem to understand something."
Lonely dusk, the sunset has no mountains to set.
The few people who had cheated on me for a day finally found a dilapidated house, and they could barely fall into it.
After a few days, the few people were dressed in rags and their faces were covered in gray.
Old Wu was carrying a big sword box, dressed in rags, with white hair, and a few thatched straws on his head. If he had made a broken bowl, he could beg on the ground.
Among the few, his appearance is the worst.
As the night approached, Lu Mian was a little scared when he looked at the mottled shadows on the wall. Liu Cai pulled Lu Mian into his arms, gently stroked her eyebrows, and his eyes were gentle like a spring water.
"Go to bed quickly. If you don't sleep, it's time for Mr. Zhou to close the door."
Lu Mian smiled like a little cat, curled up in Liu Cai's arms.
Liang Bufan turned over with malicious intentions and muttered, "I saw nothing or heard nothing."
After the cold wind, the weather gradually became warmer.
On a warm afternoon, the five people finally had a full meal and sat on the willow embankment by the moat.
The grass grows and the beards fly in February, and the willows blow on the embankment are drunk in spring smoke. Children come back early after school, and they are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
Strangely shaped kites rose, and inexplicable shapes hung in the blue sky.
“Look at ufo!”
Liang Bufan pointed at one of the weirdest ones and screamed.
Lu Mian gently raised his eyebrows and a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Our temple calls this "kite". When you come to your city, you call it "ufo". The people in the city are fashionable."
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
A corner of the Liudi, a black shadow suddenly flashed by.
Old Wu glanced frivolously at the corner of his eyes, and a wisp of sword energy floated away.
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The Lord’s Mansion of Guyue City.
A thin middle-aged man holding an ancient book in his hand, focusing on it.
The middle-aged man wore a blue Confucian shirt and a pot of turbid wine was placed on the desk in front of him. He read a few pages of books and then laughed and drank a glass of turbid wine, accompanied by a violent cough.
If there is a master here, he will definitely sigh.
The lifespan of middle-aged people is only more than three hundred days.
The middle-aged man has a surname of "Xuanyuan", named "Guoqi", and is currently the city lord of "Guyuecheng". He is easy-going and never blushed with anyone. His thin face always has a smile and treats people politely. Even if he is a servant and maid, he is very polite.
God is so unfair. Good people have not lived long since ancient times, and the traitors and evil people have left disasters for thousands of years.
"Dong, dun, dun."
A regular knock came from the door of Xuanyuan Guoqi.
"Please come in."
Xuanyuan Guoqi put down the ancient scroll in his hand, looked up, and smiled.
"Mr. Liu Cai is back and said he wants to see you."
"Oh?" An unpredictable smile appeared on Xuanyuan Guoqi's face: "Please come in."
The servant retreated, and Liu Cai slowly entered.
"Liu Cai, pay homage to the city lord."
"No gift." Xuanyuan's national artifact changed wine to tea and took a sip: "Why are you back?"
"Mr...." Liu Cai was a little embarrassed: "Liu Cai has something to ask the city lord for help."
"If you have something to say, don't hesitate." Xuanyuan's weapon was very generous, but there was no stinking air.
“I want to… ‘borrow’ some money from you.”
"Oh?" Xuanyuan Guoqi smiled knowingly: "This matter is easy."
With a casual move, a faint flash of "spirit crystals" appeared in front of Liu Cai on the space ring of Xuanyuan's national weapon.
"Is it enough?"
"Enough, enough, enough." Liu Cai was overjoyed.
"Liu Cai." Xuanyuan Guoqi stood up and patted Liu Cai's shoulder gently: "You are a person who accomplishes great things, and your eyes should not be limited to the small 'Lonely Moon City'. The entire Qingxiao is the stage of your glory."
Liu Cai was not sure of his sternness, but his heart was filled with passion: "Thank you, the city lord."
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Lady's House.
Lu Mian, who was full of joy, pulled Liu Cai to shuttle through the yard like the wind. A little "rouge powder" in the yard was suddenly "robbed".
The owner was a fat woman in her fifties. She looked at the table, four crystal clear "spirit crystals" and wrinkles on her face, and immediately twisted into a chrysanthemum.
After a stick of incense, Lu Mian was satisfied with carrying a large bag of small bags, and Liu Cai, who was looking like a "coffin" on his face, walked out of the store.
"Welcome next time."
The fat shop owner's voice was particularly loud.
‘Yujiufang’, the best tavern in Guyue City.
Liu Cai and others, who had been hungry and cold for a long time, called a table full of "delicacies from mountains and seas".
Several people ate and drank wildly, as if they hadn't eaten for hundreds of years.
After drinking and eating, Liang Bufan patted his round belly and gave Liu Cai a thumbs up: "Brother Liu, I Liang Bufan admire you! You can get so many spiritual crystals in just half a day."
Liu Cai smiled awkwardly, his face looking a little ugly.
"Come on, let's not talk about this, everyone drinks." Liu Cai raised his glass and several people drank.
After a few rounds, Liang Bufan, Ye Junlin and Lao Wu, who were slightly less drunk, all fell drunk under the table.
Liu Cai Ji and Lu Mian sat closer.
"Mianmian, I drank them all down just to say something to you."
Lu Mian's mouth raised, and small stars flashed in his eyes.