Your Majesty said that mountain patrolling is a beautiful job

Eighteen sunny days in the first month of the Dingyou year

When I woke up, I found myself straddling Zhu Jiuyin.

To be honest, I don't know how I did it.

Mingming Zhu Jiuyin slept on the beam, coiling around the beam like a snake.

We're just trying to save money on accommodation.

He doesn't want to sleep with me, even if I say I can change back to my original shape.

——Mountain patrol log

Xun San carefully rolled over from Zhu Jiuyin's body and fell to the side, trying to recall how it all happened.

Last night, even with his eyes closed, he saw Zhu Jiuyin's original form twisted like a snake on the beam of the house, far away from the bed, looking pure and ascetic, as if he didn't want to sit back and relax, and only wanted to live in trouble.

And now, Zhu Jiuyin was lying beside him.

doll.

And one pillar supports the sky.

He didn't know if it was because he was dawdling, or because he was like that, and then he sat on it by accident.

Xun San suddenly sat up, the question is who will sit up by himself? !

He pushed Zhu Jiuyin awake, pretending to be narrow and asked: "Didn't you say you want to sleep on the beam?"

Zhu Jiuyin's sleepy eyes were hazy, and he looked unclear, "Well, I'm on the beam..."

"Look where this is?" Xun San pulled the complicated bed curtain, loosened the ties, and the layers of bed curtain fell down, covering the two of them in a small space.

Zhu Jiuyin rolled her eyes and sat up suddenly, "Why am I on the bed?!"

"Um……"

Immediately, Zhu Jiuyin felt something unusual about him, looked down, and glanced at Xun San inadvertently, Xun San pretended not to know anything, "Think about it yourself, I'm getting up .”

He lifted the curtain of the bed, breaking up the ambiguous atmosphere of the bed.

After a while, Zhu Jiuyin came out.

Xun San suddenly remembered something, "Why are you sleeping now?"

To be honest, except for the day when Zhu Jiuyin was drunk, Xun San had never seen Zhu Jiuyin staring in a daze.

He doesn't need to sleep.

Rest is the need for self-regulation of all things, and Zhu Jiuyin is the god of great transformation, and breathing is between heaven and earth.

Zhu Jiuyin was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said, "I really like sleeping now."

Xun San glanced at him suspiciously, and then remembered the embarrassment when he woke up and straddled him in an awkward position!

"But why am I on the bed?" Zhu Jiuyin said to himself.

"Yes!"

Xun San had already ordered breakfast, and went back to wash up. He was obviously just a wild rabbit spirit, but he was still very particular.

Zhu Jiuyin's frown was not relaxed until breakfast was delivered, he was someone who hoped to control everything, this inexplicable feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"What is this food?" The brows that were slightly stretched were furrowed instantly, and Zhu Jiuyin squeezed the green flour balls in his hand, with a look of disgust.

"Vegetable steamed buns," Xun San felt very delicious, and his cheeks bulged. "We have no money, and we may not even be able to afford green vegetable steamed buns soon."

Zhu Jiuyin didn't eat anything in the end.

The two walked to a lively place, and Xun San was poking his head to see the buskers, but Zhu Jiuyin told him to stay where he was, and turned around and left.

Xun Sanzheng was so interested in watching him that he didn't want to talk to him at all.

When a performance was over, Xun San, who had squeezed into the front row, saw the performer Xiao Erlang carrying copper plates and starting to pick up copper plates next to each other.

Xun San had no money and wanted to retreat, but the people behind him were so close together that he couldn't retreat either.

"If you have money, you can buy a money market, but if you don't have money, you can buy a personal game!" When the copper plate was moved in front of him, Xiao Erlang opened his eyes wide and saw Xun San's embarrassment. After the people behind Xun San gave the money, , Xiaoerlang comforted him.

Xun San rubbed his hands together and whispered, "No, I'm sorry, I really..."

"Xun San, here." A hand suddenly reached out, and put a silver ingot into the copper plate.

Xun San felt another hand wrap around his waist, he glanced at Zhu Jiuyin, then turned his head, Xiao Erlang had opened his eyes wide, looking at the person behind him in surprise.

"This uncle..."

Xiao Erlang was a little at a loss, looked back at the man who was packing up, and yelled something in dialect. The man walked over, looked at the copper plate, then looked at Xun San and Zhu Jiuyin, and spoke a little bit of Mandarin in dialect. Somewhat strangely, "Thank you benefactor!"

Zhu Jiuyin and Xun San looked at each other, they actually didn't have a clear concept of money, they only knew if they had it, not how much a piece of silver was.

"Ah, no need..." Being thanked in public, Xun San blushed instantly, and pulled Zhu Jiuyin to leave.

"Oh, where did you get the money?" Out of the sight of the crowd, Xun Sancai grabbed Zhu Jiuyin and asked.

Zhu Jiuyin pointed over there, "Ordinary people like to gamble."

"Gambling?" Xun San said, "Isn't that bad? It's easy to get addicted and ruin your fortune..."

Probably because I read too many scripts, such stories abound, and Xun San was very impressed.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled, "What kind of gambling is that? I can see it. It's just putting the money there."

Xun San opened his eyes wide, and then let out a sigh of relief, "Forget it, let's get less, and find a craft to make a living in the future."

"How much did you take?" Xun San immediately asked again.

Zhu Jiuyin took out a money bag, which was bulging, "I didn't take much."

Xun San frowned, "Why is it all silver? This is the easiest way to be targeted by thieves!" He looked very old-fashioned, as if he was already very familiar with it.

"Let's find a place to exchange it for bank notes!" Xun San suggested.

They went to find another place to exchange for bank notes.

When he came out, Xun San seemed to straighten his waist because of the money. He pointed to the oil balls strung up on the street, "I want to eat that!"

Zhu Jiuyin chose two strings and handed over the banknotes. The peddler was in trouble, "Master, this, this amount of money is too big, we are a small business, and it is not easy to change money..."

Xun San: "..."

The two returned to the money shop, exchanged some change and a small bank note, and came out in despair to buy two bunches of oil balls again.

The two ate the oil balls and walked out of the city gate.

Xun San poked Zhu Jiuyin, "What island do you think we are going to?"

"Changyi," Zhu Jiuyin said, "is the island of Vulcan Zhurong."

"It's good for you?"

"Well," Zhu Jiuyin suddenly looked at him, "Are you going with me?"

Xun San choked up, "Yes."

"Why are you hesitating?" Zhu Jiuyin pointed out sharply.

Xun San rolled his eyes, "No, do you know where it is?"

Zhu Jiuyin nodded, "I have a feeling."

"Then let's go." Xun San swallowed the last mouthful of the oily dumpling, and led Zhu Jiuyin forward.

"I still have it here."

Zhu Jiuyin handed out the oil ball in his hand.

Xun San glanced at him, and finally shook his head, "Eat it, I don't want to eat it."

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly remembered that it used to be such a tea cake.

Liu Yanhuai broke off a piece and handed it to Xun San's mouth.

The smile on the rabbit's mouth was shy and innocent.

Now that I think about it, it only hurts my eyes.

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that is! The 21st!No matter!No break!