Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan pointed to the scholar in front of him who was splashing ink, and said, "Brother Ye, please take a look."

What are you looking at?

Song Ciwan didn't continue talking, her hand was already pointing forward, and she could keep silent if she had something to say.

Everything in the world has different meanings in the eyes of different people.

For example, in the moonlight, the poet looked up and saw longing and distant places, the businessman looked up and saw copper coins and ingots, the beggar looked up, but said that the weather is good tonight, and he can go to the good man's house in the east of the city to ask for half a mooncake...

What can Ye Cheng see?
Ye Cheng looked forward, and saw the scholar chanting: "Xuanxuan Goshawk, murderous Ling Gaoqiu!"

The golden characters flew out one by one, turning into eagles with black feathers and iron wings.

Boundless murderous intent flew out from those outstretched wings, and the eagle's cry could only be heard--chirp!Hey!

Then, those long-tailed monsters who were running around all over the place curled up one after another, covered their heads, rolled on the ground in pain and screamed: "Ah! Woo... Xiwu! Xiwu!"

Ye Cheng was startled immediately, he turned his head to look at Song Ciwan, and said in surprise, "Brother Lu, did you hear the voices of those demons just now, did they sound familiar to you?"

Song Ciwan also felt startled, she frowned slightly and said, "It's the voices made by those wooden figures in Illusory Nether City."

Those wooden figures scattered in the Illusory Nether City seem to be weird but not weird. They often have a posture overlooking the distance. Although their wooden bodies are not as agile as living people, they always have an indescribable grace and lightness.

If you get close to them, some chaotic whispers can fill your entire eardrum, and among these whispers, the most impressive and repeated syllable is undoubtedly "Xiwu".

What is the meaning of the so-called "Xiwu"?

Is it an ancient text, or some kind of distress signal?

Or is it just the painful whine of wooden people?Pointless repetition?

In fact, Song Ciwan never had less imagination about this, but because he knew too little, in the end, all kinds of imagination could only be imagination.

Ye Cheng sighed, "Unreal City, is this an invasion of the human world?"

He sighed, but saw the scholar who was splashing ink tap the pen tip, and the goshawks flying in mid-air suddenly waved their wings, piercing the night sky.

In the blink of an eye, they stretched their wings and pierced through those long-tailed demons writhing in pain like sharp blades, chi chi chi!
Only the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh sounded, and the long-tailed monsters fell to the ground, and they were all killed.

The sound of "Xiwu" also stopped completely, and the scholar standing in the ruins gave a long laugh and said: "Little monster, that's all. You dare to kill in Pinglan City. Today is just a small student passing by, so you can't help it." It took a while to kill you and others."

"If it were any expert in the city, wouldn't it be a flick of a finger to destroy you?"

After his words fell, Ye Cheng's expression was a little stunned.

He was chewing on what the scholar said just now: If any high-ranking person in the city were here, wouldn't it be a flick of a finger to kill you?
After chewing for a while, Ye Cheng smiled, and he said: "After all, I'm still not open-minded enough. Brother Lu, you are right, there are countless masters in the world, but I... take myself too seriously, heh. "

He laughed, but Song Ciwan who was standing by the side fell into another strange situation that could not be laughed at.

Because she heard the scholar continue to say: "Brother Wang Yi, come out quickly, and clean the battlefield with me."

Wang also appeared.

Every time this guy appears, it is bound to be accompanied by various unexpected and strange situations. He is like an ugly and unknowing clown with a strange face, trying to provide absurd jokes for everyone in the know.

Every time people see him, they can't help but have a kind of moral and emotional superiority.

But what's more interesting is that Wang Yi, who is so absurd and funny, can always stand taller and live better every time.

Just like this time, Wang also emerged from the ruins beside him.

He held a weak and pitiful little milk cat in his arms. He held the kitten in one hand and carefully protected its cute little head with the other. He rushed to the scholar who had just splashed ink, and called earnestly: "Zhou Brother Bo, luckily you did not disgrace your life, you little raccoon slave took good care of you."

As he spoke, he picked up the little milk cat in his arms and carefully handed it to a scholar named Zhou Bo.

Ye Cheng said: "Zhou Bo, it turns out that this is Duke Xie Yuan, who ranked first in the provincial examination this autumn! Didn't he travel in Jingzhou Prefecture? When did he return to Cangling!"

Xie Yuangong Zhou Bo!
To be honest, Song Ciwan had never heard of this person before.

Although she has been in Pinglan City for some time, Pinglan is too big, Cangling is bigger, and Jingzhou is even bigger. Among them, there are countless brilliant characters and dazzling names.

Even with Xie Yunxiang, a native who often explained various news to her, Song Ciwan's understanding of Pinglan City in Cangling County is still very limited.

But Song Ciwan can always understand the three words Xie Yuangong.

I really didn't expect that last time I just heard that Wang Yi entered the government school and made many classmates and friends in the government school.But this time, Wang Yi even made friends with Xie Yuangong and Zhou Bo. It seems that the friendship between these two is pretty good!

Wang Yi is really a miraculous character, even Song Ciwan didn't know how to evaluate him.

Zhou Bo took the kitten from Wang Yi's hands, and he could tell that it was not a great monster or spirit beast, but clearly a weak and ordinary kitten.

But Zhou Bo's attitude towards the cat was very gentle and careful. He held the cat in his arms, with an expression of intoxication and distress that only cat slaves could understand. He stretched out his brush and pointed at the cat. Xuxu wrote a word: heal.

The Yuzi flashing with white light flew into the cat's young body, and the weak kitten suddenly raised its head, and called out to Zhou Bo in a milky voice: "Meow!"

Zhou Bo quickly responded, "Hey!"

The cat obediently rubbed against his palm again, and Zhou Bo laughed loudly: "Very well, my raccoon slave is well!"

With a movement of his palm, the brush disappeared from his palm. He hugged the cat with one hand and stroked the cat's back with the other. He thanked Wang Yi and said, "Brother Wang, if you help Zhou today, Zhou will be rewarded handsomely in the future."

Wang Yi hurriedly said: "Brother Zhou, you are welcome. If Brother Zhou hadn't arrived in time today, I'm afraid I would have died here. Brother Zhou is my lifesaver, and it was because of killing demons and demons... How dare you take credit for such a tiny effort?"

Zhou Bo glanced around, and kept stroking the cat with one hand until his eyes narrowed in comfort.

He asked casually: "Brother Wang, you said this is the original Yaofang Courtyard? After Chun Shuiji destroyed this place, she disappeared immediately?"