[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

As soon as Feng Heng came out of the cloth shop, he noticed a few malicious eyes. He was around him and Xiaomei inexplicably. Is his body function different from the people here, and his five senses are relatively sharper.I felt that this sight followed the two of them into the restaurant, and as expected, there were a few suspicious figures lingering in the alley on the corner of the street.

He and Xiaomei came to Mingzhou for the first time, they were unfamiliar with the place, and there was no other reason for being targeted, but today he seemed to be generous, like a young master who didn't know the world.

Feng Heng smiled wryly in his heart. He indulged Xiaomei, but he just didn't want her to be unhappy. This child grew up suffering. He was within his ability. He just wanted to make Xiaomei happier and hope that she could grow up healthy and lively.

"Sir?"

"what?"

"Why are you in a daze, son?"

Xiaomei wondered, the young master is not hungry, but why did he not see the young master eating a few mouthfuls.

"But this dish is not to your liking?"

Xiaomei tilted her head slightly and asked, could it be that the young master has finally begun to realize that he is extravagant, and that one day in the future he will probably live a miserable life of not having enough clothes to eat.She sat up subconsciously, and if the young master confessed that she spent money faster than running water and was equivalent to the level of a flood, she would talk to him about the ownership of the livelihood issues in the future. Although the young master still has the final say, she will be in charge. Financial power, yes, must strictly control the son's daily expenses.Thinking of this, Xiaomei put down her chopsticks with determination.

But I saw her young master gently curling the corners of his mouth, and his amber-like pupils were full of brilliance. Although she had long resisted her young master's beauty to a certain extent, now he is wearing a suit with his hair tied up. The plain and clean blue straight gown is more suitable for the young master's jade face and handsome appearance. If she wants to say that the young master is not like the young master from a wealthy family, he is more like a chic, suave and tender knight.

Just listen to this tender knight said:

"Xiaomei, after dinner, let's go to the night market for a stroll."

"..."

No, more of a swinger dude...

Compared with the daytime market, which is more related to people's basic necessities of life, the night market sells more gadgets for spiritual entertainment.

Xiaomei stopped at a booth selling masks, and there were all kinds of colorful masks on the shelves.The stall owner was an elderly man, who was painting oil paint on the blank mask with his head down.Xiaomei seemed to be staring at the mask more intently than the old man, watching the hand that held the pen swipe and swipe, and the figure with a full expression appeared vividly on the paper.

Feng Heng stood behind Xiaomei, blocking the passing crowd from accidentally bumping into her.He didn't look sideways, as if he was attracted by the mask just like Xiaomei, and watched without moving.

At this time, the flow of people suddenly fluctuated. One person seemed to be overcrowded, and was squeezed out of the crowd. His thin body leaned out, staggered a bit, and this slant hit Feng Heng, whose back was facing the crowd.

Coincidentally, at this time the old man just finished drawing the outline of the mask, and he turned out to be an evil ghost with a blue mouth and fangs.Feng Heng, as if wanting to point to Xiaomei, bent slightly and turned half of his body sideways.

But the man couldn't hold back the castration anymore, he just rubbed Feng Heng's body and bumped into the old man's booth.The booth immediately shook, and Xiaomei, who was concentrating on it, was suddenly startled by the impact, and lowered her head to cover the face of the person who fell and was about to get up.The man didn't seem to have thought that Xiaomei was an iconic little girl, so he flickered slightly.

Feng Heng frowned, and blocked Xiaomei sideways.He didn't care about that person, he just asked the stall owner for the mask in his hand, paid the money, put the mask on Xiaomei's face, turned around and walked away with her.

After getting the mask, Xiaomei was so happy that she couldn't find Bei.Wearing it on the face is like sticking to the face, and I don't want to take it off.After a while, she raised her evil face and asked Feng Heng, saying:

"Master, do I look good?"

Feng Heng didn't even look at it, he just lowered his head and picked something beside the stall, and said perfunctorily:

"nice"

After hearing this, Xiaomei started to giggle, laughed for a while and then analyzed:

"Young master is lying, how can evil ghosts look good"

After speaking, he happily covered his mask and giggled...

After laughing for a while, he asked seriously:

"Master, does my mask look good?"

Feng Heng paid the money, stuffed the things he bought from the stall into his sleeves, and took the opportunity to put them in the four-dimensional warehouse. Then he said helplessly:

"That's not good looking"

Hearing this, the little girl seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and asked in disbelief:

"What's not good, what's not good about this mask, it's so vivid, what's not good..."

Feng Heng: "..."

Feng Heng took off the mask from Xiaomei's face and pushed it to the top of her head, revealing her flushed face from excitement, wiped her sweat, and said:

"It's getting late, let's go back to the inn. Tomorrow you will play with your mask again"

After speaking, he picked up Xiaomei and walked back.

There were still many people in the market, but Feng Heng could no longer feel the malicious eyes following them.

Thinking about it, the person who tried to hit him just now must be one of them.When the man fell next to him, he quickly brushed his waist with his hand, thinking he wanted to take away his money bag.It's a pity that he doesn't have any money bag, all his wealth is in his four-dimensional warehouse.

That's fine, seeing that he has no money, those people must give up their hearts.It can reduce unnecessary troubles, and he doesn't want to make extra troubles.Originally, he planned to find a suitable house in a while. He wanted to settle down with Xiaomei first, and then find a teacher for Xiaomei.Now it seems that it is necessary to put it on the agenda. Living at home is always safer than an inn.

Xiaomei on Feng Heng's shoulder had already calmed down, and her long breath brushed Feng Heng's neck, itching.

Feng Heng smiled, Xiaomei had been crazy all day and was also tired, thinking of this, he quickened his pace and walked back.A row of bright red lanterns hung at the entrance of the roadside shop, and the dim light shone on the two of them, making the vague shadows longer and longer.

Feng Heng didn't know that in this era, the world is dangerous, and people's hearts are even more unpredictable.Not only did he not escape the danger, but a bigger conspiracy was waiting for him...

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