Early the next morning, Chu nightning got up with dark circles under his eyes. He didn't sleep well last night, so the whole person looked particularly gloomy. A face that was originally cold was covered with thin ice, and there was no heat.
He pushed the door out and saw that Mo Ran was washing clothes outside.
…why do you have to do laundry in the morning
Didn't you wash up last night
Seeing him coming out of the house, the ink burned a little embarrassed. His cheeks were splashed with foam from the soap horns, and he turned to greet Chu nightning: "Master."
"Um."
"Sun Sanniang is quite trustworthy. After receiving the money, she brought food from house to house in the morning. I put it on the small stone table in the yard. Master, go and eat."
"how about you?"
"I've eaten it." The ink-burning arm was immersed in the sparkling water, and the lines were strong and refreshing. "When the master uses it too early, we will go to sell butterflies and flowers together."
The food Sun Sanniang gave was very monotonous, but the amount was not small. There were actually three steamed buns.
He sat in the small courtyard and slowly nibbled pastries. The sun rose in the east, and the sun shone through the dead vines climbing on the grape trellis overhead, cutting into mottled light and shadows on the table.
He turned his head and glanced at the tall back of the ink burning, and the vague enthusiasm in his heart was surging.
He took another bite of the steamed bun.
As soon as the golden begonias and the red spirit butterflies appeared, they caused an uproar in the year-round and lazy market on Feihua Island. The fishermen on the island all flocked to watch, even if they didn't plan to visit the market today. , were attracted to—
"There are flowers!"
"What's so strange about flowers, haven't you seen them before?"
"Golden Begonia! Made by spiritual power! It's open all year round! It can also transmit sound!"
"Wow!! Where is where?"
Such a turbulent wave came.
"There are butterflies!"
"What's so beautiful about butterflies, catch a lot of them in spring."
"Red! Made of spiritual power, it can drive away small evil spirits! It's also very good-looking, very obedient, won't run around, and will fly near you!"
"Ah! Really? Where is where?"
There was another wave of Wu Yangyang.
Sun Sanniang was lying high in the mansion, and when she got the news in her leisure time, she couldn't help but go to the market with a few escorts. Before reaching the door, I saw the golden-red brilliance pouring out from the crowd in the distance, and some people couldn't stop exclaiming.
Her heart was scratching like ants, she reprimanded the onlookers, and walked over to see it.
I saw that the two immortals who came yesterday, one with a bright smile, were doing tricks and attracting business there. The other was expressionless, standing under the tree with his arms crossed with indifference on his face, without saying a word or saying a word.
"Sell butterflies, sell butterflies—" The handsome man turned back and smiled at the other man with a dull face, "Master, why don't you shout?"
shout
Chu nightning snorted in his heart.
He didn't know how to write the word shout. Do you want him to be as vulgar as Mo Weiyu, shouting in front of everyone's eyes: "Sell flowers, sell Begonia flowers"
Don't even think about it.
"How do you sell butterflies?" Thinking that such a fairy thing must be very expensive, everyone hesitated for a long time, and finally someone came up to ask the price.
The ink burned: "Ten gold one."
Chu nightning coughed behind him.
The ink burned: "...one of three copper plates."
"It's so cheap?" The people around were shocked, and they came forward to buy them. The ink burned and handed a butterfly to the left and a flower to the right. They were busy, and suddenly saw a ragged little girl in the distance with her fingers. , looking eagerly at the lively scene here.
The ink burned and smiled, and didn't say much. Suddenly, the five fingers closed together, and a very beautiful swallowtail butterfly was condensed. When it was blown gently, the butterfly floated to her side across the sea of people and landed on her hair. superior.
The girl was startled, her face stunned, she took a few steps hesitantly, then stopped and shook her head.
she has no money...
Not to mention three copper plates, not one.
Mo Ran waved at her, and said "send you" to her with his mouth, then he blinked, smiled and turned his head away, and continued to work.
Sun Sanniang watched as those beautiful golden spirits were bought, and the beautiful girl put the Begonia flower in her jet-black bun, and her black hair shone brightly in an instant. She couldn't help it a little bit.
"I want these butterflies and flowers."
Mo Ran raised his eyes, and his smile did not go out: "I just said who was so generous, it turned out to be Sanniang."
"How many are left? Count them, and I'll take them all back to the mansion."
"This can't be done." Mo Ran said with a smile, "Everything has to come first, and others will come before you. They haven't finished buying them yet, so I can't give you the things first."
Sun Sanniang looked at the crowded group of villagers, and was a little anxious, for fear of selling out, and said, "Then I will increase the price."
"I can't be the master." Mo Ran said, "I just help out, you have to ask my master about the price."
Sun Sanniang went under the tree and found a cold-faced flower seller, Chu Wanning.
"Xianjun, sell all your flowers and butterflies to me. We are all businessmen, and the price is easy to negotiate."
Chu nightning said coldly: "Ten gold one."
The ink burned next to him, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, but he turned his head and turned to the black phoenix eyes of Chu Wanning's long night. There was a lush softness in the funny moment, and he couldn't help grinning and scratching his head, and the pear vortex was deep. looks very nice.
Sun Sanniang was extremely rich, and the money was not a small amount for her. Soon, she directed her servants to take away those Begonias and Papilio.
Back at the mansion, she immediately combed a high bun happily, inserted more than 50 golden flowers on it, and let those butterflies dance around her. It's like a melting and burning candle, and it can't help but laugh.
Sun Sanniang didn't laugh for too long, and someone from outside came to report that the two immortals had sold other things at the market. She was shocked when she heard the words, wearing a splendid cloud bun, surrounded by wild bees and butterflies, and ran to the market again.
"Selling Butterflies—Selling Butterflies—"
Sun Sanniang squeezed over, akimbo, furious: "Didn't I just buy them all? Why?"
The ink burned and blinked: "Newly made."
"Since it can be made new, why did you sell me ten gold?!"
The ink burned and smiled: "You think, you get up in the morning and go to a raw fried bun shop where many people are queuing to buy raw fried dumplings. Others are queuing. If you want to cut the queue, the shopkeeper will tell you that you can eat first, but Is it wrong for you to pay more?"
Sun Sanniang said angrily, "You, you profiteer, you..."
Just thinking about how to refute this person's crooked reasoning, I suddenly saw the immortal monarch who had been silent all the time coming over. Chu nightning's fingertips flashed brightly, and a begonia flower with twin stems was condensed.
Although Sun Sanniang was annoyed, she was also attracted by her attention and asked, "What is this? Why is it different from before?"
"This kind of begonia has an additional face-lifting technique. It can be placed on the head of the bed before going to bed. It can keep the face radiant the next day, and the effect is about fifteen days." Chu nightning casually handed the flower to the ink and burned the ink. , "Go sell it, one hundred gold a flower."
"Wait a minute," Sun Sanniang was afraid that the two of them would talk about the reason why they would need to add extra money to cut the queue. Although she was very angry, she still said, "Don't take it, I want this one. You can still How many? I want all of them!"
Chu nightning said: "I don't want to use the same spell too many times, just do three."
"Then three hundred gold, for you."
"The ink burns to collect money." Chu nightning said, bowed his head and condensed the other two, and handed them over to Sun Sanniang, and then began to condense the fourth one.
Sun Sanniang was unhappy: "Didn't you say you only want to make three flowers?"
"This duo is a wonderful sound." Chu nightning said lightly, "It can make a woman's voice more pleasant to wear."
"..." Although Sun Sanniang was greedy for money, she was even more greedy for years. She looked at the immortal king who was at the top of the dead and condensed one after another wonderful begonia flowers, and she hated it so much that she could only say: "Okay. Okay, I'll buy, I'll buy."
When I went back in the evening and closed the door, the master and the apprentice sat at the table and counted the money one by one, and found that there was enough for the group of people brought over to eat and drink until the fire on the other side went out. Chu nightning pushed half of the silver to the ink to burn, Half of it was collected, and he said, "Before leaving, return the rest to Sun Sanniang."
The ink burned for a while: "Why?"
"Feihua Island is a long way from Linyi and the supplies are poor. It is extremely inconvenient to eat and wear. But you can see that the fishermen on the island can probably live and eat, isn't it strange?"
"... Well." He said this, and the ink burned carefully, and he really felt so.
Chu nightning said: "Go and find out a little bit. I went to the village chief today when you were cleaning up the stall and asked him something. In fact, this Sun Sanniang was originally from Linyi Confucianism because of her talent. Not high, the master didn't care about her very much, and after entering the master's school for five years, she still only showed simple swordsmanship."
Mo Ran was slightly surprised: "She is a Confucianist? Has the master seen-"
"No." Chu nightning said, "The village chief said that when she was seventeen years old, she followed the monks of the Confucianism Sect to Feihua Island to collect new disciples. Those famous monks relied on the long journey, and the island was full of mortals. If you are bullied, you will not be able to travel thousands of miles to the Confucianism Sect to raise a teacher to ask for the crime, so during that time, he did wrong to the islanders, eating free food, robbing money, and even…”
"even?"
"Even raping boys and girls."
"… "
Chu nightning said: "Sun Sanniang was not angry, so she quarreled with the brothers and sisters. She was light-hearted, but her temperament was fierce. She offended the same door. Push off the sea cliff."
The ink burned and murmured: "It's actually like this? No wonder I heard what the village chief persuaded her to say before, not a Confucianist, I didn't expect... ah..."
"Yeah. She was dead, and the sword missed the point. After she fell into the sea, she was seen by the fishermen who were fishing. The fishermen had two daughters under their knees, but they left early. She was a righteous daughter, taught her to fish and hunt, and taught her to do business. Later, when her adoptive father passed away, she took up his mantle and gradually became the largest household in Feihua Island."
Chu night Ning paused and said.
"You also heard that she said that the harvest on Feihua Island was not good this year, and she was opening warehouses to provide relief for every household. Although Sun Sanniang has a good business, she only deducts money from the monks, and she never takes any money from the islanders, or even will subsidize the poor.”
Mo Ran didn't make a sound, but remembered the little girl who was longing for Begonia flowers in the market during the day.
With such a shabby dress and dirty face, at first glance, he lost his parents.
But he is not thin, his cheeks are bulging, and there is a clear light in his eyes. If it wasn't for someone helping her, shouldn't such a young child beg for food for a living
"Sun Sanniang goes out to sea more than 20 times a year, and it takes seven or eight days to go back and forth each time. It is calculated that she has spent most of her life at sea. You can see that her mansion is luxurious and extremely wealthy. Want to come and go in the wind and waves? Every year, I work tirelessly to take the things on the island to Linyi to sell for money, and then go to Linyi to pick up materials and bring them back to Feihua Island?" Chu nightning said, "She is clearly not bad for money."
"...I know." After the ink burned, he felt uncomfortable, and immediately got up and picked up the half of the money and left. Chu night Ning called him.
"where to?"
"I'm going to give her all the extra money I earned."
"sit down."
Chu nightning said lightly.
"Why are you so stupid."
"Um?"
"Look at a person like Sun Sanniang. She has a strong temperament and is extremely strong. What she hates most is the cultivator... If you give her money like this, will she beat you out of the house with a stick."
"… "
The ink burned for a while, and suddenly felt a little pain in the back, and couldn't help but sighed and asked: "What should I do?"
"I told the village chief that before we leave, give him all the remaining money and let him find an opportunity to hand it over to Sun Sanniang." Chu nightning said, "At that time, we all left, and money can finally make money. Feihua Island has better things, she won't want it."
The ink burned down and pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"Master said, just do as Master said."
Chu nightning sighed and said: "There are always many things in this world, you can't make decisions just by looking at the surface, and even sometimes, the layer under the surface may not be the ultimate truth. I often tell myself, You need to calm down and judge people and things, you need to be cautious, but sometimes you still can’t help it.”
His words, the ink burning is not a taste.
Just look at the surface and make a decision, judge the good and the bad, judge the good and the bad, isn't this what he once did to Chu Wanning
Except for him, it is extremely difficult for most people who come and go in the world to keep a pair of clear eyes and a calm heart in the face of intense emotions, think about it, and see the truth hidden under the dust.
He is to Chu Wanning, and Nangong is to his mother - who of them are not because they were bewitched by emotions, blinded by appearances, and finally made a mistake that cannot be looked back.
Perhaps only a person like Chu Wanning, who seems to be indifferent and inhuman, but persistently leaves a place for everyone to turn around in his heart, trying his best not to speculate about everything with the greatest malice. So the more Mo Ran gets to know him, the more he will find out that this Beidou Xianzun, who looks more irritable than anyone else, has a heart that has not been infused with anger.
Under the arrogant and indifferent face of this man, there is actually a kind and tolerant soul.
Because of such a soul, he is more and more pity for Chu Wanning, and a strong desire for protection arises in his heart. Perhaps it was because he came from the mountain of blood and the blood on his hands, so he could understand more and more that there was nothing more precious in this world than the heart of a child.
That is the flute in the smoke of gunpowder, the flowers in the trenches.
So, the Emperor Stepping Immortal, who once brought disaster to the world, silently thought in front of such a soul—
If one day, the master needs, even if the body is covered with bruises, blood and tears are dry, even if there is no whole body, even if the ashes disappear, even if he has to sacrifice his head and damaged soul.
He must protect this clean Big Dipper Immortal Venerable.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, nothing." Mo Ran smiled, "Just thinking about some small things."
"Small thing?"
Mo Ran pursed his lips, and suddenly remembered that when he went to the market in the morning, Chu nightning told himself that he wanted to learn the art of sword control, and said: "Master, you come with me."
The author has something to say: Ink Burning Courage 200 [700800]
Chu Wanning Psychological Construction[90100]
confession tomorrow
My eyes have been uncomfortable these few days. I will go to the hospital tomorrow. I don't dare to stare at the computer screen or mobile phone for too long.
Small Theater "Why do you want to wash clothes in the morning? 》
Ink burning: because I love cleanliness.
Chu nightning: Well, this habit is good (simply nodded)
Xue Meng: ... I always feel that it is not right.
Teacher: Tsk.
Ye Wangxi: ? ? ? I don't understand your man's world.
Nangong Si: I don't understand, have you been licked by a dog
Mei Hanxue: (clapping his legs and laughing wildly, losing his posture) Hahahahahahahaha I know! I will answer this question! !