After wearing a book, the sick villain hugged me and begged for a kiss

Outside Chapter 161

Xuanling Continent, golden autumn and September.

Jingzhen.

"Treasurer, check out."

Ruoli supported Jun Wuqi, walking on the street, shouting repeatedly, Ruoli wandered around the stalls.

"Bean curd! Fresh bean curd!"

The hawkers shouted hard, and people came and went. It was already in the morning that people came out to go to the market.

Zhan Luan, only dare to relax a little when the sun is there.

The woman in sackcloth and filial piety walked past Ruoli, sighing softly.

Her husband died yesterday, her daughter died before, and her son went to join the army.

She doesn't want to live anymore.

She will live until her son returns.

Ruoli looked at the strong and tearless woman lightly, and knew in his heart that there were no tears to shed, Zhan Luan would not allow any space for sadness.

"Bao, that tofu curd looks good, why don't you try it?"

For a long time, Jun Wuqi nodded.

Ruoli helped Jun Wuqi to the stall, and ordered two bowls of bean curd.

When leaving, Ruoli counted four copper coins and put them on the corner of the table, and explained to the stall owner.

"Boss, there are four copper coins in total, here they are, please count them!"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper quickly wiped his hands, took two quick steps to Ruoli, and glanced at the four copper plates next to him.

He smiled awkwardly at Ruoli.

"The guest officer is from somewhere else, and I don't know the situation in Jingzhen. Recently, the ghosts are rampant, the people are hard to live, and the business is difficult to do. Prices have risen, bean curd, three copper coins," the stall owner carefully stretched out three fingers, quietly watching Ruoli's face , Seeing Ruoli reaching out to touch his pocket, he said, "Guest guest is very kind, good people are rewarded, and if you don't make a little money from a small business, you can only support your family."

Ruoli added two copper coins, and the stall owner hooked his waist and took it with both hands.

Ruoli helped Jun Wuqi to leave, and the stall owner in the distance looked at Jun Wuqi cautiously.

Meeting Ruoli's turning eyes, the stall owner quickly turned his head and continued to call for business.

People point at one person, and that person holds his head up and enjoys the hateful glances that people throw at him.

In his hand, he held a raccoon that hadn't died completely, and it was the source of people's hatred!

"This damned demon! It killed four of my family! Burn it alive, and it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

"Yes! It should be beaten to death first!"

The crowd resented.

Ruoli cast a glance, and saw four demon coins hanging on that person, a fourth-rank demon master!

Demon masters range from one to nine ranks. Now that demons are in power, the popularity of demon masters and fourth rank demon masters can also cause a wave.

Looking at one of my demon coins, there is no place for the demon master industry, even if it is taken out among the crowd, people will at most think it is a demon master.

Then, it's a sorcerer.

Ruoli takes Jun Wuqi away from the crowd and finds a remote and quiet place.

Put Jun Wuqi down and lean against the bottom of the tree.

The sun is good right now, basking in the sun is good for your health!

"Damn! Why didn't I meet a monster to catch me?

Bao, let me tell you, according to my judgment, that raccoon is not very common, and the price must be considerable! "

I haven't opened for a few days, I'm so shy~~
Not surprisingly, it is very likely that the wind will blow outside tonight.

She was used to surviving in the wild in her previous life, so she was fine.

If the wind blows all night, I'm afraid he will fall apart.

Ruoli circled a barrier under Jun Wuqi, and ran around by himself, but Yao Ying didn't see him.

When Ruoli came back, he turned Jun Wuqi around and turned it evenly in the sun.

"Bao, I'm sorry, I went out, but I can't find work in broad daylight, maybe we have to meet at night."

After a long time, it shook its head, meaning it was fine.

At night, the wind is bleak, the bamboo shadows are bleak, and the moonlight is mottled and broken.

Ruoli, leaning against the tree, watching the fireworks scattered all over the sky.

On the high stage, the actor's water sleeves are graceful, with one glance and one look, the opera accent is natural, and the audience applauds repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)