Demon Exchange

Chapter 136 The rain is coming
After drinking and eating, the two left the restaurant. When they were far away, the little girl asked puzzledly: "Uncle, after you went to that big mountain, it became cooler...it's not like a golden arhat." You did it, that Master Hongqin is a big liar, why didn't you say it..."

Listening to her words, Ning Qiu felt a little funny.

He looked at the people coming and going around, and said calmly: "Uncle is just a foreigner, and he will leave one day. The fame and fortune here are just clouds to Uncle, and there is nothing worth commemorating, so solve the drought." It doesn't matter whether the person is me or not..."

The little girl's shoulders trembled, and she said, "Uncle, are you leaving? I... can I go with you?"

go with yourself?

People outside can enter the painting, but whether people inside the painting can get out is unknown.

Ning Qiu was silent for a while and said, "That depends on whether you are good enough and smart enough."

Before the little girl could speak, Ning Qiu patted her on the head: "Come on, it's time for us to change into a set of clean clothes..."

After buying a few sets of clothes for adults and children in the shops in the town, Ning Qiu spent a little more money, took a shower at the place of others, shaved off the stubble on his face, and stunned the proprietress when he came out. the...

And the little girl is not bad either. She washes off the dirt on her body and tied her hair up. She is also extremely pretty...

Her eyes lit up, and she saw that although Ning Qiu was only wearing coarse linen clothes, she couldn't hide the aura radiating from the inside out. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she whispered: "Uncle, you are so beautiful. She looks better than everyone in our village."

Ning Qiu stood in front of the bronze mirror, looked at his slightly blurred self, and said with a smile, "It's fine if you think it looks good."

Since he took over the exchange, except for trading, he was either fighting the original sin or on the way to fighting the original sin. He rarely had time to pay attention to his image, and his hair had reached the middle-length level.Breaking into the world in the painting now, it took a few days from the border of Nanyan to the Orange Mountain, and another seven or eight days from the Orange Mountain to this small town, adding up to a total of about ten days...

Although I took a shower and washed my hair, but the hair is too long, it still feels a bit disheveled...

After thinking about it, I took a rope and tied my hair together, and tied a mini ponytail!
Going out refreshed, the little girl followed closely.

He found an inn and opened a room for the time being, at least he had a foothold...

Time goes by slowly...

In the afternoon, the people in the town suddenly became busy...

Every household was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and an opera troupe came from nowhere and was setting up a stage. It seemed that they were preparing to sing an opera at night.

Wandering on the road, I happened to see a restaurant guy hanging a big red lantern at the door, Ning Qiu raised his hand to say hello: "My friend, everyone in this town is so busy, what day is it..."

The restaurant clerk heard a familiar voice, turned his head, but didn't recognize it: "Hey, you... the voice is very familiar...

Ning Qiu smiled and said, "I just arrived in Guizhen in the morning, and you were the one who kindly entertained us, have you forgotten?"

The man was shocked. In the morning, the two scruffy and beggar-like people turned into different people in a blink of an eye. Although they were all dressed in coarse linen, they had an indescribable aura. Than……

"Dare not dare to be"

He hastily cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The young one is just a servant, how dare he be the son's friend. The young master is curious about what day it is today, so the young one can just say it!"

As he said, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance: "Today is the Lantern Festival. Every year, lanterns are hung everywhere, and the river is also filled with lanterns for people to watch...Those rich and noble ladies who usually stay at home, They will come out to play, and at this time, young talents like the young master only need to show off their talents a little, and they may be secretly favored by the ladies and become a good story..."

When talking about this, Ning Qiu smiled.

He couldn't help but think of those time-traveling TV series. Whenever similar festivals, Mid-Autumn Festival, New Year, Lantern Festival, etc., he would turn into Wen Chaogong, copy a few of his Mid-Autumn quatrains, and shake the melons from the hands of those who eat melons...

Although he also wants to experience this feeling, but now he is trapped in the painting, not through time travel, he can't feel at ease even if he doesn't find a chance to escape for a moment...

Because of the great drought, I found the Orange Mountain by accident and took the strange red stone.

It is also because of this stone that the totem of the copper coin in his palm can emit a little darkness. He guessed that if he got this kind of stone, he might be able to shake the power of the world in the picture that imprisoned him. Therefore, he needs to travel around and ask more.

See if there are natural and man-made disasters, landslides and tsunamis, or horrible monsters and ghosts...

Maybe in those places, there will be such stones.

Thinking of this, he lost interest in the Lantern Festival. The festivals in the world in this picture are similar to those outside, but that's it.

He arched his hands: "Thank you, friend, for explaining."

The waiter at the restaurant saw that Ning Qiu was leaving.

Suddenly recalling what he said about the two of them being trapped deep in the mountains for several days, he hastily called out, "Master!"

Seeing that the two really stopped, he enthusiastically said: "Today's Lantern Festival is different from previous years. If you don't like noise, you should go out for a walk, because the monks who visit the Buddha in the morning will return at night to pray for the people in the town. , young master was trapped deep in the mountains for several days, presumably it must be bad luck, why not take this opportunity to get rid of the bad luck..."

Gently stroking the bridge of his nose with his fingers, Ning Qiu grabbed dozens of copper coins and put them in the hands of the restaurant clerk.

With a joyful expression on his face, he said: "My luck has never been very good. It is really great to have these eminent monks to help drive away the bad luck! Thank you, friend..."

It seems that I got a pretty good news...

The guy who was stuffed with copper coins licked his lips and said embarrassedly: "It's too much for a little effort..."

Unexpectedly, Ning Qiu's face was serious, and he pretended to be angry and said: "Giving money is like pouring water, there is no reason to take it back, you can accept it at ease, we are friends, why are friends so polite?"

The restaurant clerk stared blankly at Ning Qiu's leaving back.

No matter where they are, the servants are very humble, and their status is only a little better than that of a slave.People with a little bit of status on weekdays would not say a few words to him like this, let alone condescend to call him a "friend"...

He seemed to remember something, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Then he sighed: "This young man is easy-going by nature. You can see from this morning that he doesn't like troublesome people. I hope he can settle down a bit... After receiving good luck, leave early and don't get involved in that matter." Son..."

(End of this chapter)