The leader has a black moonlight + extra episode

Well... it's true.Yan Qimo is so kind!

Wu Jin's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and mist filled them hazyly.She thought that if she came across something Yan Qimo liked in the future, she would also give it to her.

"Let's go, I just saw that there is another door ahead, which should be the exit."

"Well, good!...Wait, I'll open this mechanism."

The author has something to say: ＝w＝ The gift from my mother is a real gift~~It’s a cookie!

Yan Qimo: Oh, then what are you grinding in your hand?

Xiaomeng: Hehehe... (gān laughs)

Chapter 5

"Two adjacent upper rooms." Yan Qimo threw down a few pieces of silver and followed the nodding and bowed Xiaoer up the stairs.

When he came out from the bottom of the river, he caught a glimpse of Wu Jin rubbing his eyes and yawning, he seemed to be in a bad mood.After all, after bouncing around in the corridor for a long time, I think I was a little sleepy.

I was going to take her to rest in the mosque, but then I thought of her lively nature, if she stayed in the mosque, she might get bored and would come out to play sooner or later.It's better not to go back at all, but to play outside for a few more days.

Anyway, the weather has been good recently, Yan Qimo also wanted to relax.

The shopkeeper saw that she had an extraordinary bearing and generous spending, so he asked Xiaoer to arrange the best two rooms for the two of them in a timely manner.

"Xiao Jin, you can sleep in this room."

Wu Jin pushed open the door, and when her sleepy body saw the big, soft bed with a warm quilt, she was immediately attracted to it, and threw herself on it.

Mmm... so soft.

Wu Jin's eyelids opened and closed, a red figure appeared in the half-closed eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised up somehow.

"Yan Qimo, good night."

The bed of the bed in the upper room was clean and soft, and Wu Jin slept on it comfortably, having a good night's sleep.

Yan Qimo was not as sleepy as she was, she was still calm and relaxed, and she unhurriedly let go of a carrier pigeon when she returned to the house, and then she fell asleep as usual.

Waking up the next day, Wu Jin regained her vivacious vigor and knocked lightly on the door next door: "Yan Qimo, good morning."

The door opened with a squeak, and it turned out that Yan Qimo had already woken up and was waiting for her in the room.

"Xiao Jin, come in."

Wu Jin stepped over the threshold and said with a smile, "Yan Qimo, where are we going to play today?"

There were a few pieces of rice paper on the table in the room, as well as inkstones and brushes with undried ink. Yan Qimo sat on the stool and said, "Didn't you say to help Xiaojin regain her memory? I'll draw some for you Like, take it out and post it later to see if anyone knows you."

When Yan Qimo smiled, her face was full of amorous feelings as always, but the heart hidden under the skin and bones was full of changes, for example... No matter how gorgeous the color is, it can't hide the deep and pure blackness.

It's a pity that Wu Jin can't see that heart, nor can he see the fox's hidden tail, but can only see that deceptive face, and all he can think about is all the good things about her after meeting Yan Qimo, so naturally he firmly believes in her.

Wu Jin glanced at the stack of rice paper, the people on it seemed to be exactly the same as himself, and they were drawn beautifully.

It turns out that Yan Qimo's painting skills are also so superb, Wu Jin worshiped: "Yan Qimo, is there anything you don't know?" Of course not.

"No." Yan Qimo answered exactly as Wu Jin thought, her eyes were full of determination and arrogance, "Let's go, I'll take you out to play."

The two found several bulletin boards to post Wu Jin's portrait, but when they turned to leave, Yan Qimo's hand behind her back was a gesture that others could not understand.

It is a code word of Wuwang God Sect, used to...

As soon as a group of congregants disguised as commoners saw the gesture of the leader, they immediately ran to the bulletin board, and gently tore off the newly posted portrait and took it away.

"Yan Qimo, let's go and see that!"

Wu Jin dragged Yan Qimo to a small stall, covered with colorful porcelain dolls, dressed in clothes different from those of the people from the Central Plains, with a head bigger than her body, with a happy smiling face drawn on it.

The big head started to shake as soon as it was touched by Wu Jin's fingers, a smiling face waved back and forth, and then gradually calmed down.

Wu Jin poked several times in a row, and a group of porcelain dolls began to shake their heads.

"This is really fun!"

"This is a bobblehead doll, sent from afar from Koryo, with one tael of silver." The stall owner explained with a smile.

One tael of silver?Wu Jin pulled out his sleeves and touched his pockets, and found that there was nothing but a bunch of zhenlongcao ... and no money.

Looking at Yan Qimo with begging eyes, she really wants one...

Yan Qimo felt that she liked the eyes of the little pet more and more, the pitiful look was extremely interesting.

So without any explanation, he threw a gold or two into the hands of the stall owner: "Which one does Xiaojin like? Just pick."

The stall owner collected a huge amount of money once, and his eyes shone with golden light: "Choose whatever you want, pick whatever you want." With so much money, it's no problem to buy the whole stall.

Wu Jin happily picked them up at the stall, and finally took two of the porcelain dolls, held them in her hand and poked their heads: "It's so cute, I want these two."

Full of joy, she turned her head sideways: "Thank you, Yan Qimo!"

Pedestrians came and went, and there were all kinds of stalls. Suddenly, there was a loud shout on the peaceful street.