[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

Feng Heng got off the boat and had no direction to go, but he thought that this beautiful river and mountain, with its beautiful scenery and abundant products, must be completely different from the era he lived in, so he wanted to walk around and take a look at the four seasons. How it changes, spring blossoms and autumn fruits, how the winter comes and the summer goes, what a magical thing.So I kept going north, wanting to see the scenery of the desert beyond the Great Wall first.

In the past half a month, he embarked on the journey alone. At first, he was not used to the chattering Mei Ruohua around him.Fortunately, he was attracted by the beautiful self-heating scenery along the way, and various things enriched his travel life. He even met bandits and bandits, which gradually diluted his sorrow of parting.

He has a new understanding of this time and space. He knows that many regimes here are opposed and there are disputes from time to time; A social group that ranks seniors according to strength.Although the social system and system here are not perfect, both nature and humanities are thriving and full of vitality.

At noon this day, he finally came to Jiankang Mansion with the flow of people. This Jiankang Mansion is much larger than Mingzhou City in terms of city construction scale, but because it is close to the border of Jin Kingdom, it is much more depressed than Mingzhou City. .

Jiankang City in May is at the end of spring and early summer, the sky is calm and the vegetation is happy.

The street is bustling with people, but it is not as lively as Mingzhou. People walk on the street with somewhat cautious faces.

Feng Heng was dressed in a short jacket, so he was not conspicuous among the crowd.When he entered the city, seeing that it was getting late, he wanted to find an inn to stay in. Along the way, there was a stall selling sweet cakes in the corner of the street, so Feng Heng took out some money and bought some to hold in his hand.He didn't go far before he saw a storefront with the sign saying: Yuelai Inn.

The store was brightly lit, and Feng Heng wanted to enter without hesitation.As soon as he lowered his head, he saw a figure curled up near the threshold. The figure was still a child, but he couldn't tell how old he was. He was dressed in tattered clothes and barely covered his body. He buried his head in his knees and hugged him into a ball, piled there motionless. .

Feng Heng has seen many beggars along the way, many of them are young and middle-aged men, and they are not regarded as vulnerable groups. He remembered the gang of beggars that Huang Yaoshi had mentioned, and he thought it was a quack gang. I don't care too much.But now, looking at the child in front of him, he couldn't help but stop and squat down.He carefully distinguished it, but he was breathing evenly, and he seemed to be asleep.

Feng Heng paused, put the sweet cake in his hand beside the child, stretched out his hand and grabbed the piece of clothes on his lap that could already blow in the wind, covered the sweet cake, sighed, got up straight and walked into the room. the inn.

Early the next morning, Feng Heng went out.He planned to eat some snacks at the morning market, and take a stroll around Jiankang City by the way.He went out of the inn door, and deliberately stopped to look around the inn door.I didn't see the child from yesterday, and I didn't know whether it was gratification or regret.

He walked all the way, and most of the streets in the morning were small stalls selling food and utensils. They were not prosperous, and seemed to only provide basic daily life.He walked to a stall selling breakfast, ordered some porridge and side dishes and a plate of buns, then found a vacant seat in the back, sat down and enjoyed it.

I don't know if it's still early or there are few tourists, the streets are a little deserted.Relatively quieter, Feng Heng enjoyed his breakfast comfortably, and when he was about to eat the third steamed stuffed bun, he heard the stall owner yell:

"Little bastard, where to run!"

Feng Heng turned his head to look, and saw the stall owner lying across the road, holding a small figure, relentlessly holding onto it.

Feng Heng took a closer look, but he looked like a little beggar. The stall owner grabbed the child by the ear and cursed.

Feng Heng thought to himself, it's hard for you to find out exactly where the ears are from the mess of hair.

He got up and walked over, but before he got close, he saw that the child was holding two steamed buns tightly in his hands, probably because his ears were pulled hard, and he kept struggling.A piece of the tattered trouser legs happened to be blown up by the wind.

Feng Heng: ...It's that kid from last night! ?

He stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the stall owner's arm, and said with an amiable smile:

"Boss, look at the customers who are queuing up, waiting to buy your steamed stuffed buns. It would be bad if you delayed your business."

Feng Heng pushed the boss's new plate of steamed buns in front of the child sitting opposite, and said softly:

"Let's eat"

The child had a head of freehand hair, and from the messy hair, he could occasionally see a round of white eyes.

Feng Heng: ... Could it be that the black pupils are integrated with the hair?

Feng Heng saw that he had identified himself for a long time from his messy hair and white eyes, probably because he didn't feel threatened by Feng Heng's slightly thin overall image, so he quickly grabbed the buns on the table and took a look. Eat it with the momentum of landslides and landslides.

Feng Heng was taken aback by him, fearing that he would choke, so he hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, these are all yours, eat slowly"

But the child was unmoved at all, and quickly ate everything that was edible on the table at a speed that was overwhelming.

In the end, he licked his mouth around, as if he still had something to say, not letting go of the scent.

Seeing him finish eating, Feng Heng wanted to ask a question, but before he could open his mouth, the child staged a scene of 'quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit'.

One second he was still savoring the smell of steamed stuffed buns just now, and the next second he jumped up and ran away, galloping away with all his might, like a firecracker that had been lit.

Feng Heng looked at the firecracker who was leaving so quickly, and couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded.I thought to myself: Is this child still afraid that I will bully him, and won’t pay for the meal?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the stall owner was secretly staring at him, and he was afraid that he, like that child, would become the second firecracker to leave quickly.

Feng Heng thought to himself: Okay, why is it so festive to have breakfast this early in the morning!

After Feng Heng had breakfast, he started to wander around Jiankang City. After visiting the market, he went to visit the small bridge and pavilions. He actually likes wandering in this time and space very much. Everywhere he goes, he refuses to let go of even the ruined temples and huts. Even a puddle of water and a wall here are brand new to him, full of wonderful attraction.

Finally, he stopped in a cloth shop. The owner of the shop must be very handy. He had a few bolts of cotton cloth, but they were in rare colors. They looked playful and cute. He was a man, and it was a bit eye-catching to choose women's styles by himself. .Feng Heng hurriedly chose two pieces, paid the money, and then walked out of the cloth shop surrounded by crowds. He held the two pieces of cloth in one hand, still thinking in his heart, when Xiaomei's filial piety period passed, he could be dressed in two. Brighter clothes.I just don't know how much the child will grow by then, and I don't know if the cloth is enough, maybe she will have to discipline her.

Thinking this way, he turned into an alley, and there was no one in the alley at this time. He listened carefully for a while, but there was no movement around, so he covered the cloth in his sleeve, and put it into the four-dimensional warehouse in an instant.

Along the way, he saw interesting little things and wanted to bring them to Xiaomei.Logically, he bought a lot of inventory and put it in the four-dimensional warehouse. As he walked out of the alley, he wondered when he would have to go to Peach Blossom Island. Otherwise, if this trend develops, his storage equipment will explode.

While walking, he was obsessed with the matter of choosing an auspicious day to visit Island Master Huang, and when he was about to walk out of the alley, a figure leaped out of the alley, confiscated the castration, and slammed into Feng Heng's arms!

The two of them bowed their heads and raised their heads, and they met eyes for an instant. Feng Heng looked at it and said in his heart:

"Why did this firecracker come back to me again!?"

The little firecracker in Feng Heng's arms was trembling at the moment, obviously running hard, panting heavily.

Feng Heng was about to ask him, when he heard the sound of horseshoes accompanied by noise not far ahead:

"Hurry up, don't let him get away"

The child trembled all over, quickly took out something from his arms, and stuffed it into Feng Heng's hand holding his arm. He raised his head and glanced at Feng Heng. For some reason, there was a kind of generosity and determination in his eyes, and then Push Feng Heng, get up and run.

At this moment, the firecracker probably realized that life was at stake, and gave full play to the subjective initiative of a person, and instantly escalated into a rocket stepping on auspicious clouds and leaving.

Feng Heng was still a bit unable to react, he was staring blankly at the direction in which the child was leaving, and at this moment the sound of the horse's hooves approached, Feng Heng was startled, and subconsciously put the thing that was too late to see into the four-dimensional space. warehouse.Then he shook his sleeves and walked out of the alley with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he came out of the alley, a pair of people surrounded him. Feng Heng raised his eyes and saw a young man with a handsome face, but at the moment he had a gloomy expression. He glanced at Feng Heng and waved his hands back. People chased along the alley where Feng Heng came out.

Feng Heng looked at the few people surrounding him, but he didn't see any change in his expression. He raised his head and smiled and said to the boy:

"What is this for?"

Holding the whip, the young man pointed at Feng Heng and asked, "Did you see a little beggar passing by?"

Hearing his question, Feng Heng knew in his heart that it was they who were chasing the child, but he didn't show it on the surface, snorted, and put on airs:

"I don't know where to find a job, my lord? What is the official worship? Is there an order from the state government? Is this the question you want to ask?"

The young man saw that his hands were empty, his clothes were neat, and he was full of demeanor, and he was not sure what his identity was. He knew that this was not his territory after all, and he didn't want to make it public, so he just stared at Feng Heng for a long time, then finally He turned his horse's head and shouted to his back:

"Walk"

Feng Heng waited for the group of people to go away before taking a slow step.He didn't look back, he just walked away leisurely.

The author has something to say: bad news:

The Queen of the author’s family (that’s my sister) and Her Royal Highness (that’s my niece) are going home to visit relatives, and the author’s fungus is instantly upgraded to a maid and a golden old lady_(:з」∠)_ which will seriously affect the update speed┭ ┮﹏┭┮The author will strive to update daily, but there is no guarantee that there will be no possibility of interruption (＞﹏＜) First report to the angels who read the article, and don’t abandon the poor author (＞д＜) If you can save it Take care of me, the author will heal the trauma in my heart m(__)m