Daiyu has the ability to read minds [Red Chamber]

Daiyu didn't change her mind for a while, she just raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at his reddish pinnae.

The three drunks couldn't understand Daiyu's words.However, seeing that Fat Sheep didn't take out his purse, but was still standing there leisurely, his shame and anger surged up together, so he waved his knife impatiently and wanted to go forward.

At this time, the wind blew through the clouds, and the moonlight shone down again.The alley is brighter, and everything is like a layer of white gauze.

Only then did the drunkards realize that not only was there a man and a woman in front, but four people followed behind.

The dress of the girl in front of her shone faintly under the moonlight, which was dazzling like they had never seen before.

And that man was even more upright and imposing, and now he seemed to be thinking about it, when he turned his eyes, the leading drunk was shocked.

The man's pupils were deep and heavy, and the redness at the end of his eyes not only did not weaken, but on the contrary appeared sharper.

The drunk man only felt pain like a knife cut on his face, his body went limp, his drowsy mind was stabbed for a moment, he couldn't even hold the knife steadily, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Those who can run rampant here are those with good eyesight, and they immediately notice something is wrong.

Such clothes and momentum are not what ordinary people would have.The eldest brother in front of them offended a big family and died directly in prison.

They found the wrong fat sheep and hit the iron plate!

The drunks looked at each other, only to feel that the alcohol evaporated from their brains.Hastily retreated subconsciously, they panicked and lied to make up for it.

"Two, two." The leader took out the routine and imitated nondescriptly: "We are just joking, just for fun."

"Jokes are all jokes. Look at the mighty young master." The gangster behind added intermittently.

This is not an ordinary family at first glance, and there must be people behind them.They only hate themselves for being careless after drinking,

With the tragic example ahead, the drunks used their previous nonsense methods, stepped back and hurriedly flattered them.

"Young master is mighty, you two are a pair of masterpieces, a pair of masterpieces." "In the future, there will be harmony and beauty."

Although it is a mess, the ability to adapt to the wind is very good.Shui Rong was a little happy to hear that, but still raised his wrist slightly.

A few hidden guards appeared around without a sound, quickly knocked the three drunks down to the ground, and instantly gagged their hands and feet and tied them up.

"Send it to the government." This understatement was suppressed, making the gangsters on the ground secretly hate.

Why on earth did I have to drink at this time, and so unfortunately ran into a bad star.

Daiyu didn't speak, just quietly watched them being dragged down, and then continued walking towards the market.

It was Zicuckoo who stopped her with a smile: "It's not easy for a girl to go out on the street like this."

Daiyu looked down at her normal body, which was covered with a veil again, and raised her eyebrows in confusion.

Facing the bewildered gaze of the master, Zijuan explained with a smile: "I just saw that the girl is not an ordinary person. If I go to the street, I will pay more attention to it."

Only then did Daiyu come to her senses, and also looked at Shui Rong.The bright red at the end of the water-soluble eyes is still there, but it is more conspicuous than her own.

Shui Rong rubbed the corners of his eyes, not thinking about it.Just clap your hands.

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The market is at its bustling time, and the tall lanterns are hung up, reflecting a fiery red.

There are hawkers yelling all around, and there are children running around holding flowers, exchanging copper coins for passers-by to please passers-by.

Two people came out of the alley.

One looked tall and straight, dressed in a dark blue long suit, with a brown-gray mask covering his face.

The mask covered half of his face, only his tall nose was exposed, and the corners of his eyes were stained red.

And next to him was a man in a cloak.The cloak was reflected in the light with silver streaks, covering the man from head to toe.

This meeting was the eve of Qiqiao, and most of the tourists around were wearing masks, and they all came out to have fun while taking advantage of the situation.

These two people seem to be slightly taller and have a more upright figure, but they can blend in.

Daiyu raised her eyes slightly from under the cloak and glanced around.This cloak is exquisitely designed, it does not obstruct the view around, and it matches the veil just right.

"We can look around, there are everything in the street market." Shui Rong slightly lowered his head to look at Daiyu, subconsciously accentuating the pronunciation of the first two words.

Now Daiyu, who was wearing a cloak, looked smaller and smaller, with her head lowered like a small mushroom that just sprouted.

Daiyu listened to the solemn voice of the King of Beijing, as if she was giving herself a popular science, but a line of golden words flew straight to her face:

Yuer is so cute!

She frowned slightly, and now she was completely covered in the cloak.Like a swarthy wooden stake, how does it look cute?

At this moment, they just walked forward casually, and paid a little attention to the traces of flute sellers on the street.

In order to welcome the arrival of the Qiqiao Festival, there are mostly masks of various colors on the roadside, as well as cranes stacking paper, Qiqiao lotus lanterns, and so on.

The storyteller also shook his head and said, "Qiqiao, there are rumors that it was the day when the Weaver Girl and the Cowherd met! At that time, there were seven angels in the sky..."

Daiyu listened silently for a while, and when she followed Shui Rong, the sound of storytelling was gradually lost in the wind.

Street vendors also sell a variety of food.

Assorted cakes, chestnut cakes, small glutinous rice balls, and naked sugar.Each one exudes a tempting fragrance, spreading in the air.

Daiyu can't walk anymore, she loves these sweet foods the most.

Half of Shui Rong's attention was devoted to Daiyu, seeing that her footsteps were a little slower, she understood in her heart, but she couldn't let Daiyu eat.

Daiyu is weak and prefers sweet ones.When he brought her out in his previous life, he let her eat the food on the side of the road unpreparedly, but he fell ill when he returned home, scaring him for a long time.

Even the last rose cake, I ordered the chef to make it before changing it.

At this moment, Shui Rong only looked around, trying to change to a cleaner place, and asked in a low voice: "Can you find a restaurant to rest and have something to eat?"

Daiyu reached out to touch her veil, but shook her head.

She no longer focused on eating, but turned her gaze, and saw a jade-colored flute.

"Look over there." Shui Rong also looked in the direction, and raised his voice slightly: "There is a jade flute over there."

It was a high platform on which several things were being held high.

The first one is the hydrangea made by Huang Finance, and the second one is the jade flute.That flute seems to be made of jasper, with a faint green flowing, very pleasing to look at.

"Lucky on Qixi Festival, if you win, you will get a congratulatory gift." The short-breasted man on the high platform was shouting, and clapped his hands to signal the exhibits.

superior?Daiyu looked up at Shui Rong.

Shui Rong nodded silently, and an attendant stepped forward to press the silver, and took the red rope number for the two of them.

"As long as it's second." Daiyu took a step closer, tied the red rope around her wrist according to the rules, and reminded her in a low voice.

Water soluble.He put on the red rope in one hand, and was eager to try.

It's time for me to show my talents for Yu'er

This arena is for Qixi Festival, and it is divided into two parts, each of which is attended by a pair of men and women.

The first is poetry. "With the theme of the Qiqiao Festival, write a poem at will."

The pen, ink and paper were divided from the top, and everyone with the sign got a share.

Those who were not good at this, the two shirked it, pulled their hair and left the pen, just thinking that the money was wasted.

There are also those who have prepared early, and at this time, it is just a matter of betting on the problem.

Composing poems has always been easy for Daiyu, she just raised her eyes and glanced around, and there was a poem in her heart.

But at this time, what they wanted was second place, and they couldn't be too outstanding, so Daiyu seldom pondered for a while.

After her writing was taken away, it was the first time she felt a little uncertain about poetry.

"Miss Lin, don't worry, I'm still behind." Shui Rong saw Daiyu's head lowered a degree, and comforted her first.

It will be the turn of the second round of preparations. When Shui Rong walked with the leader, he suppressed his voice and added indistinctly: "This is naturally the best."

He has always admired Daiyu's ability to write poems.How many times in the previous life, Yu'er won the first place in the game of flowing water.

Yu'er's poetry is the best!

Daiyu looked at the line of gold characters jumping, her eyebrows and eyes in the cloak were all bent, and she watched Shui Rong go to the second round.

There was a sneer from the side.When Daiyu looked over, she saw a veiled girl who coughed and patted her ears.

"What's wrong with Sister Xia?" The person following her asked.

That Miss Xia pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "It's nothing. The birds are chirping, it's noisy."

A line of dark green characters emerged from her head, floating towards Daiyu:

After thinking about it for so long, how dare you call it the best?Don't be afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue.

Sure enough, most people in the world are ignorant, pitiful and lamentable

Daiyu was a little funny for a moment, she turned her head to look at Zicuckoo, and asked casually: "The wind blows the pan. Is it the wind or the pan?"

This is an allusion from the Sixth Patriarch, which refers to the floating of the human heart against foreign objects.Daiyu retaliated with this.

The opposite party looked back at Daiyu in surprise, and remained silent for a while.

At this time, the poetry judging on the stage quickly gave a decision.

After posting the poems one by one, they read them in order of ranking: "Red Rope [-] is first. Please try the second round first."

When Miss Xia saw Shui Rong walking up, she knew that she had ridiculed the wrong person earlier.

For a moment her face burned, and she glanced at Daiyu again.

Daiyu raised her wrist to look at the sign of Er Qi, but she felt a little wrong.His goal is the second flute.

The final result is that the two overlap, which can only depend on the performance of water solubility.

The second game is shooters.There is a row of wooden boards hanging in the air in front of it, to see how many long arrows can penetrate.

As the first companion, Shui Rong will shoot first.

He weighed the small wooden bow in his hand, and habitually stood upright on his side.The front and rear hands draw the bow, exerting a slight force in the hand, and the bow is pulled to the maximum in an instant.

Even with the mask blocking him, this tall and straight figure still showed a distinctive aura.

Seeing this skillful movement, Daiyu couldn't help lowering her head and coughing as a signal.

Shui Rong noticed Daiyu's gesture, but was taken aback for a moment before realizing that they were going to take second place.

His posture remained the same, but he slowly withdrew the strength in his hand.

He hadn't tried this method before, and he only estimated to shoot halfway through.

Wait for me to bring the second to Yu'er!

Shui Rong had some calculations in his mind, so he only drew the bow and let go of the arrow.

The long arrow flew through the air with a "swoosh", and rushed over with a "squeak", piercing through the row of wood chips.

oh well...

Shui Rong looked at the sweeping scene in front of him, and rarely felt a little at a loss.