When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

After weeks of sailing, the ship finally docked.

Yan Yu and Xie Shi stood on the deck, looking into the distance excitedly.What you see is no longer the boundless blue sea, but the outline of a bustling town.

At this time, the sun had just climbed over half the sky, pouring golden light generously on the earth.In the golden sunlight, houses with black tiles and white walls lined up one after another, and the stone roads in the small town were flat and wide, with people coming and going, bustling.

Shen Yuanmin put the boat into the storage ring, found an inn, booked two rooms, and then said to the two children: "Okay, you can go and play."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to give Yan Yu a bag of silver.

Yan Yu subconsciously twirled the purse and found that it was not light, so he excitedly dragged Xie Shi into the crowd going to the market.

He has lived on the island for many years. Although he doesn't feel lonely, he still prefers places that are more lively.

Moreover, where Shen Yuanmin is present, Yan Yu will always have the illusion that he is a child, and he is happy to enjoy this illusion.

The bazaar is full of novelties that Xie Zhi has never seen before. Some people are performing juggling, some are selling exquisite accessories, and some are making sugar figurines on the street...

There are a variety of products in front of you, the noisy and lively voices in your ears, and the attractive aroma of sweet pastries, spicy sesame seed cakes, charcoal-grilled sweet potatoes and other delicacies in your nose.

Yan Yu held Xie Shi's hand tightly, looked here and there, and said from time to time: "Xiao Shi, look at this vase, it's so beautifully painted."

"And the clay dolls here, they are so lifelike and cute."

"The biscuits here are also good. Hey, boss, how much is one?"

……

It's a joy to run around.

However, Yan Yu ignored one problem - the height difference between him and Xie Shi.

Yan Yu is eight years older than Xie Shi, and now Xie Shi is eight years old, his appearance age is 16 years old, he looks like a high-spirited boy, twice as tall as Xie Shi.

Standing behind him, Xie Shi couldn't see the vases, clay dolls, and biscuits on the pavement, but could only clearly see the ends of Yan's dark hair.

Yan Yu has never been too lazy to take care of his hair, so he simply tied it with a cloth belt a few times and combed it into a high ponytail when he went out today.

He originally wanted to tie all his hair on the top of his head, thinking it would be more refreshing and neat, but his hair was so long and thick that he couldn't hold it with one hand, so he had to let the black hair fall down behind him like a waterfall and reach his waist.

Every time Yan Yu called him to say that there were good-looking and delicious things, Xie Shi actually didn't see anything. He only saw Yan Yu's tall and slender back, and when his black ink-like ponytail was gently raised, he vaguely caught a glimpse of the slender young man's smooth and smooth body. Sharp waistline.

Xiao Xie Shi evaluated it with his own aesthetics, and thought it was pretty good-looking.

This praise has nothing to do with love.

In Xie Shi's mind, his father is the most handsome, his mother is the most beautiful, and his elder brother Xiuling is the prettiest.

After a long time, Yan Yu finally discovered the problem that Xie Shi couldn't see the items in the booth.

He slipped Xie Shiti to him, bowed his head and asked him: "I can't see it, why didn't you say it? You don't even know how many good things you missed."

In order to make up for Xie Shi, Yan Yu took him to visit the stalls he visited again.

They were shopping while shopping, holding large and small packages in their hands.

Suddenly, a white figure caught Yan Yu's gaze.

It's Xie Zhiwei.

The small town market was so lively that even he couldn't help condensing his body and walking around the streets.

Among the bustling crowd, he was dressed in white, looking solemnly at a large ring game booth.

The booth circled a square area with white powder, which was filled with dolls, hairpins, balls, candies and other prizes, and many circular iron rings were piled up on the edge of the area.

The stall owner is warmly entertaining the customers, explaining the rules of the game to them, saying that they can throw the hoop once for a penny, and they can take away anything in the set.

Yan Yu led Xie Shi to the booth.

Seeing his figure, Xie Zhiwei felt a chill in his heart, and took a step back slightly, as if he wanted to run away.

However, Yan Yu did not intend to attack him.

"I'm in a good mood today and I won't kill." Yan Yu smiled at Xie Zhi with the corners of his mouth curled up.

How could Xie Zhiwei really believe him, she avoided him and stood on the other side of the booth.

Yan Yu was not annoyed, he still had a smile on his face, and said to Xie Zhiwei: "I guess the reason you are standing here is because you have no money, haha."

Xie Zhiwei, who is penniless and whose pockets are cleaner than his clothes: "..."

He thought Yan Yu was mocking him, so he averted his gaze with a cold expression.

"Here, I have it." The young man's clear voice was especially clear amidst the noise.

Xie Zhiwei turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a string of dark brass coins flying over the heads of the black crowd, reflecting a faint halo in the sunlight, and flying towards him.

Xie Zhiwei flicked his sleeves, caught the copper coins easily, and took a deep look at Yan Yu.

Good upbringing made him want to say thank you, but facing this old enemy, Xie Zhiwei still couldn't hold back his face, his lips moved twice, and he remained silent.

He pursed his lips, handed the copper coin to the stall owner, and exchanged twenty times for throwing the iron ring.

Yan Yu and Xie Shi stood aside, watching the white-clothed immortal cultivator gracefully throw one hoop after another, and then encircle one after another of beautifully packaged small candies.

Xie Shi likes to eat sweets. Seeing that Xie Zhiwei has harvested a lot, envy appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help sighing: "He is really good at trapping so many sweets."

Yan Yu rubbed his chin, looked at Xie Zhiwei's cold eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "I mean, is there such a possibility? Twenty chances, he missed all..."

Candy is the most widely distributed and cheapest item on the stalls.The stall owner saw Xie Zhiwei's smooth and elegant movements at first, and thought that the young man in white was going to snatch the best things from the stall, but in the end he snagged twenty candies.

The stall owner was surprised, and in order to appease the customers, he gave Xie Zhiwei some more pastries in addition to the candies that Xie Zhiwei had trapped.

Xie Zhiwei looked at the pile of sweets and pastries in his arms, and sighed sadly.

He didn't lasso what he wanted.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? The dignified chief disciple, you can't even point your head when putting things on." Yan Yu led Xie Shi, walked through the crowded crowd, and came to the vicinity of Xie Zhiwei.

A burst of embarrassment surged into Xie Zhiwei's heart, he pursed his thin lips lightly, lowered his eyelids slightly, and argued expressionlessly: "I have closed my five senses."

Yan Yu was puzzled: "Why?"

"If you don't close the five senses, won't you hit it every time? It's unfair to the stall owner and other customers." Xie Zhiwei said.

The small town they were in was called Luoxia Town, and most of the residents in the town were ordinary people without cultivation.Compared with them, monks have keen five senses, can see thousands of miles away, hear all directions, and indeed have an advantage when playing small games in the market.

Although Yan Yu thinks that the most important thing to come out to play is to have fun, and there is no need to pay attention to the fairness of such small things, but he still agrees with Xie Zhiwei's idea.

"I think you don't like sweets and cakes either, so let Xiaoshi eat all of them." Yan Yu said as he took out a bunch of copper coins from his bosom, handed them to the stall owner, and exchanged ten ring chances, " Whatever you want, I will vote for you."

Hearing this, Xie Shi cheerfully took the candies and pastries from Xie Zhiwei's arms.

Hearing what Yan Yu said later, Xie Zhiwei frowned slightly, as if he wanted to refuse.

But immediately afterwards, he heard Yan Yu add another sentence: "Don't worry, I also close my five senses, everyone competes fairly."

The young man stood against the light, and the sun fell on him, depicting a slender and smooth figure, a face as white as porcelain, and a smile in his deep eyes.

He was wearing black and green uniforms, his hair was tied up high, and his black ponytail hung down to his waist, fluttering in the wind, showing a bit of laziness and madness in his heart.

Xie Zhiwei looked at Yan Yu's confident eyes, swallowed to his lips, and nodded silently.

"What do you want?" Yan Yu asked.

Xie Zhiwei pointed to the silver-plated hollow bell that was farthest and farthest from the booth.

"Ok."

Yan Yu took a deep breath, stood in front of the marked yellow line, and blocked the senses of sight, hearing, touch, smell, and taste one by one.

The world in front of him became dark, silent, and tasteless, and the only thing he could feel was the iron ring on his hand.

Based on the bearing and distance he had memorized before, he controlled the strength in his hand and threw the hoop steadily.

Xie Shi stood beside him and watched, his eyes followed the iron ring, and saw it draw a beautiful parabola in mid-air, and then circled the bell accurately.

"I won!" Xie Shi exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Xiu Ling, you are so amazing!"

When Yan Yu threw the bell into Xie Zhiwei's arms without looking back, Xie Zhiwei's mood became complicated again.

He moved his lips twice, finally overcame the psychological barrier to his old enemy, and said "thank you" to Yan Yu's back, his voice was softer than the breeze, instantly drowned in the hustle and bustle of the market.

Yan Yu didn't hear Xie Zhiwei's thanks, because Xie Shi also took a fancy to a gold-plated bell of a similar style, and was grabbing Yan Yu's clothes corner to act like a spoiled child, asking him to put one on him too.

Yan Yu naturally would not refuse.

It's just that this time he was very unlucky. After closing his five senses, he lost it more than 100 times and failed to catch the gold-plated bell.The money spent playing the game is enough to buy more than a dozen identical bells at other stalls.

In the end, the stall owner couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to take out the gold-plated bell and gave it to the two of them.

Xie Shi held the bell, and poked it left and right, the round bell rolled back and forth in his palm, making a pleasant tinkling sound.The exquisite pattern on it flows with the rotation, like flowing water in the mountains and fog in the clouds.

"Xie Zhiwei has a good eye." Yan Yu casually sighed.

Xie Shi next to him was having a great time playing with bells, and there was an innocent smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Like a cat." Yan Yu jokingly pinched Xie Shi's warm and smooth face.

He turned his head, his eyes swept across the crowds coming and going in the market, and he didn't see the white figure again.

Yan Yu reckoned that Xie Zhiwei had gone shopping elsewhere in the market, so he didn't pay much attention.

The sun was setting to the west, the sunset glowed in the sky, the bustle of the market gradually died down, and the stall owners closed their stalls and went home for dinner.

Yan Yu and Xie Shi returned to the inn to sort out the things they bought today.

They bought not only food, but also books, clothes, trinkets, and other novelties.

Yan Yu left Xie Shi in the house, dug out the tea bought in the market, and planned to give it to his father.

He came to Shen Yuanmin's room, stretched out his hand, knocked lightly on the door, and shouted: "Father, it's a pity that you don't go to the market today. I saw that the tea quality is good, so I bought some for you."

There was no response from inside the house.

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