Chapter 10: Scarecrow (1)

Most of the place names are taken according to the scene. For example, the lotus town is because there are lakes on all sides of the town, and there are lush lotuses in the lake. Every summer, the lotus blooms, and the town is full of lotus fragrance, so it is named "lotus".
It is the tail of March. The lotus has not yet bloomed. I saw the lotus leaves in the pond. The dark green is under the night, which cannot make people feel pleasing.
However, even if the pool is full of flowers, Xifeng has no thoughts of appreciation.
She counted the money given to her by the villagers over and over again, and was satisfied again and again.
This joy made Qingyuan feel it again. He looked at the thing in her hand, round, with a hole in the middle, it didn't look fun, but she was very happy.
In the lotus pond, there seemed to be a black shadow passing by, full of demon spirit, floating in the lake. He noticed the breath of the tiger's gaze, the west wind slightly paused, and looked over there, his eyes sharp and sharp: "If you don't want to be crushed by me, go away."
The enchantment was a little hesitant, but in the end he left quickly and did not approach.
Qingyuan looked at the place where the evil spirit dissipated and asked, "Why do monsters like the world so much?"
"like?"
"Don't like it, why stay here?"
Westwind couldn't answer, it wasn't that she couldn't say a reason, it was just that during these two days, she knew that Qinglong was thinking about things as a rib. If she explained to him-the monster would stay here to eat people, cultivate, immortal, play boss.
He must be a little bit persistent-but they don't like it here.
Westwind fooled again: "Probably they are stupid."
Qingyuan nodded clearly and agreed with this explanation.
Xifeng knew he was a naive dragon!
The two came out of Bashan Village and walked for about an hour before they arrived in the town. At this time, it was past the time when the night market was busy and there were people everywhere.
The west wind went quickly, she was hungry and wanted to eat something quickly. When walking, the flower hit her head. At first she didn't care, and suddenly she didn't know who dropped a thorny flower on her head. She was so angry that she tilted her head.
The girls who were throwing flowers at Qingyuan saw a girl staring at him fiercely, and screamed and ran away.
Westwind took off the flowers that were sent, and looked at the others, and saw that he had already gathered a bunch of flowers in his arms, and he could simply open a flower shop.
Qingyuan looked down at the flower, then looked up at her, and said, "You mortals, like little fairies, love to throw things around."
"..." Xifeng immediately sympathized with the little fairies, who throws flowers at them badly, but just throws a fool ... wasting his mind, and was mistaken for throwing things.
But are these girls having bad eyesight? Where is the man holding a broomstick? No temperament!
She had to wonder if the broom was a goblin, otherwise he would not let him let go.
She shook her head and saw a bun shop. She stepped forward and asked, "How much is a meat bun?"
"Sanwenqian one."
"Do you sell four for ten yuan?"
"... Girl, business is not easy to do, a bun can't earn a copper plate."
Xifeng smiled and said: "Sell me, I will buy it often in the future."
Shi Wenqian bought four meat buns, three of them, and one of Qingyuan. Anyway, he did n’t eat anything, just to experience the world, one was enough. If she is more insincere, buy a bun for him, and buy a meat bun for the sake of letting him ride her.
Seeing that the boss was about to let go, suddenly there was a chuckle behind him, full of sarcasm: "shame."
The female voice is very nice, the tone is pleasant, like the sound of the piano under the tree at dusk, it makes people nostalgic.
Even Westwind had to admit that her voice was appreciated by God, but that face, that figure, was even the darling of God.
Puyu is a standard beauty, with a big chest and a thin waist. It is also beautiful, beautiful and enchanting.
Xifeng was jealous of her for a time, and once dreamed that she had become a beautiful girl with and a beautiful waist, and she woke up with a smile.
She slowly turned around to look at the beauties who stood not far away and sarcasm, even if she laughed at her shame, but Westwind in the mortal appreciation of beauty, still feel the beauty of Pu Yu stunning.
"Oh, beautiful sister, we meet again."
Pu Yu's eyes are cold, and she is not friendly when she holds a long sword in her hand: "If you don't see you in a year, you're still a poor man."
Xifeng smiled and said: "Since it doesn't look good, then don't see it, and specifically call me back. By the way, when I met last year, you also called me specifically, and the year before, I met three times a year. Me. Yeah, beautiful sister, you ... Could it be that your brain was kicked by a donkey? It's a pity that it looks so good, but it's a fool. "
"You--" Pu Yuqi looked at her annoyedly, and the long sword in her hand was slightly trembling, which was a precursor to her sheath.
Xifeng was not afraid, she dared to pull the sword, she dared to cut her hand. Suddenly a cyan back blocked her view and stood directly in front of her.
Pu Yu just noticed this Tsing Yi man, but did not expect them to be together. Seeing this man suddenly came out and guarded her behind, she stared at her, and did not perceive any spiritual power on him, it seemed to be just an ordinary mortal.
Her smile was more mocking.
Qingyuan looked at her and said, "You, get out."
Pu Yu ’s face changed, and the beauty was all tempered, and her face, even the Banshee, would lose three points. Now, she was embarrassed by the public, and she was embarrassed: "Do you know how to offend the Hall of Spirits?" ? "
The word "Ling Dian" came out, and the person who was watching the excitement immediately boiled.
The Ling Temple is just a school of demon catching. However, no matter what, once you reach the top, you can't use "just" to mention it.
There are many demon-catchers in this world, but everyone with a little fame comes from the Ling Temple.
There are many disciples in the Ling Temple, Tao Li Man Tian is the world, and even today's national teachers are all divisions. To put it more seriously, if the disciples of the Ling Temple do not catch the demon, then they are afraid of chaos in the world.
So even the royal family must awe them three points.
Qingyuan searched through his cognition and found no explanation for "Lingdian". He asked: "What is Lingdian?"
As the words fell, Pu Yu's face was even more ugly. Even the onlookers were taken aback, thinking that the young man was going to be bad luck.
"Puyu."
The man shouted "Puyu", but Xifeng's complexion changed, and he just satirically ridiculed the expression of the wood beauty.
The visitor is a young man. His age is about twenty-four or fourteen. His eyes are cold and his face is even colder. The whole portrait is a thousand years of ice. .
Jun Lang's face didn't have any expression, and when he glanced at Xifeng's face, there was a slight change. He didn't talk to Xifeng, but glanced at his sister and said, "Go."
The word seemed to be magical, and the unwilling Puyu didn't say much. Before leaving, she wanted to glare at the west wind. Anyone who wanted to see her was coming out of the Tsing Yi man's back, making a grimace at her, and sticking her tongue out!
"West, wind!"
Pu Yu gritted her teeth and had to go back and teach her. Wu Ying saw her irritability and stopped in a low voice: "Puyu." He also took a glance at the west wind and saw the grimace, his eyes could not help being meaningful.
Xifeng looked at him, paused, put away his grimace, and silently retracted behind Qingyuan.
As soon as her face disappeared, Wu Ying's eyes fell naturally on Qingyuan's face.
The two looked at each other, and without a shadow, they withdrew their eyes and left.
Xifeng looked at the beautiful shadow of the beauty, and said with emotion: "I really envy her."
Qingyuan looked back at her and asked, "Why do you envy her?"
"Because it's beautiful." Xifeng asked curiously, "You don't like her?"
Qingyuan didn't think about it, and replied: "I don't like it."
"why?"
"Not rude."
"..." Xifeng laughed and patted his arm generously, "I invite you to eat two buns!"
"I have a question."
"You ask."
"What is the Spirit Temple?"
The corner of the west wind slightly curved: "It is not a thing."
The words seemed unpleasant, Qingyuan did not continue to ask.
Her unhappiness now is completely different from the unhappiness when he was asked to throw away the broomstick.
Xifeng bought four meat buns with ten penny for her superb bargaining skills. She divided two of them for Qingyuan and took two of them to sit with him on the stone steps.
The two meat buns fell down quickly, as if they were not full. She touched her belly with dissatisfaction, her nose smelled of fragrant face, and when she turned her head, she saw that Qingyuan had only eaten one and the other just took a bite.
She swallowed, and stared at him.
The eyes of other people were scorching, and Qingyuan had discovered it. He looked at her, and then looked at the very unpleasant things in his hand. He didn't understand why she wanted to eat.
"Give me a bite, okay?"
"it is good."
Xifeng grabbed his hand, fearing he would regret it. The probe opened his mouth to the maximum, biting it down and stuffing his mouth full of buns, so he left with satisfaction.
Qingyuan looked at the dough with the shape of a crescent moon in his hand and fell into contemplation.
He reached out to hold the west wind's chin and pinched her with his fingers. The west wind was startled, with buns slurred and said, "Why, do you want to it back?"
After watching it for a long time, he didn't want to understand how such a small mouth bites such a big bun to only one and a half circles.
Fans ...
"Xifeng." Qingyuan thought she was probably a snake demon. He asked, "Can you swallow an elephant?"
Xifeng gave him a blank look and raised his fist to mark him: "I can swallow a dragon!"
Qingyuan's eyes widened and stood up and said, "I want to see, see how you swallow me."
"... No, I just ... No, don't change, you take back your paws! Take your tail back too!" Xifeng hurriedly stood up and ordered him not to be a street changer, otherwise he would squeeze the whole street into him Fragmented.
"Excuse me two ..."
I was trying to stop Qinglong's west wind from looking back. The old man was almost 70 years old. His clothes were neat and tidy, but he was a bit mentally ill, and his eyes were drooping.
Xifeng, who was holding Qingyuan's hand forbidden to change his claws, asked, "What's the matter?"
The man hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "It was only when you were arguing with the people in the Spirit Palace that the old man was there. Dare to ask who the girl was? In the old decayed home, I was afraid that it was a monster, alas."
As soon as there was business, Xifeng stood upright and said straightly: "My name is Xifeng, I am a demon catcher, you give me money, I give you demon catch."