The ninth wonder of one person

Chapter 256 Unusual Clay Sculpture
Jiang Xin is not very familiar with what kind of person Yang Cheng is, but Jiang Xin understands herself fairly well.

Don't look at how other people act like a normal person in front of them, but the premise of this is that there must be a topic, and often the topic is always picked up by others. At this time, with Yang Cheng, a person who has only been in contact with for a long time, Jiang Xin I really can't find a topic.

So, the two of them just walked forward silently like dumb.

Finally, some of the motherland disappeared, and it was not until Jiang Xin took Yang Cheng into a magnificently decorated bathhouse with a foreign name that his face changed slightly, and Jiang Xin whispered in his ear: "Hi , you don't want to come for a massage, do you?"

"Yo, you still know about massage? It seems that you have also learned about it." Hearing Yang Cheng's resistance, Jiang Xin showed a teasing smile on his face: "But you want to hide, you came here today to take a good bath , bathing and sleeping, it only adds up to a few dozen yuan, which is more comfortable and cheaper than a hotel.”

"Can it still be like this?" Yang Cheng followed Jiang Xin with a puzzled expression, never thinking that the bathhouse had accommodation services.

"Of course." Jiang Xin nodded: "The premise is that you are not afraid of being stolen. I don't think you should be afraid of it?"

"Of course!"

"That's fine."

While chatting with Yang Cheng, Jiang Xin quickly took off her muddy clothes, shook them off a little, and then she could see some dust floating in the air: "Everything is fine in your village. , It’s just that there is too much dust, and after coming out of it several times, the body is covered with earthy smell.”

"Earth?"

Full of doubts, Yang Cheng raised his sleeve and put it under his nose to smell it, but in the end he couldn't come up with any results.

"Don't try it. You people are with Tumu all the time, and your nose may have already adapted to the smell on your body. People can't smell bad breath by themselves, understand?"

Yang Cheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything in the end. He took off his clothes and took a comfortable hot bath with Jiang Xin, washing off all the smells on his body.

Casually making strange splashes in the water, Jiang Xin seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked at Yang Cheng and asked, "I forgot one thing, your tool belt is quite complete, what about the soil? It was all used up."

Hearing Jiang Xin's words, Yang Cheng's face, which had been stretched after taking a bath, gradually became stiff. Only then did he realize that there were many things prepared for him at home, but the most important thing was Nothing was prepared for him.

Seeing Yang Chengcheng's silence, Jiang Xin immediately knew the answer, and shook her head helplessly: "Yes, you have only gone out for a few steps, so you have learned a lesson."

"I see, those precious tools of yours can also be sent back. It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. You can't do without rice if you only have cooking tools."

Yang Cheng was about to argue, but then forced him to talk again.

It's not because he can't drink Jiang Xinzheng, but he thought of other aspects. If there is no shortage of mud in the village, but he forgot to give him mud after preparing everything, this is Yang Cheng. Do not believe.

In this way, Yang Cheng seemed to have reason to believe that the village had the same opinion as Jiang Xin, but the final choice was still in Yang Cheng's own hands.

Still not working.

Seeing that Yang Cheng fell silent again, Jiang Xin shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything else, just had a plan to kill the time in the evening.

In the middle of the night, the flow of people on the street gradually thinned out, and Jiang Xin brought Yang Cheng out of the bathhouse again.

"It's so late, what are we going to do?" Yang Cheng felt something in his heart, but he was still a little uncertain.

"Do what you should do." Jiang Xin dealt with it casually, and then led him to shuttle through the streets and alleys, like flying over a wall. One moment he was on the 18th floor, and the next moment he was already on the basement floor.

The buildings lined up like a maze quickly confused Yang Cheng, but as one after another unfinished buildings that seemed out of place in the bustling high-rises were thrown behind him by the two, Yang Cheng finally realized something.

"Are you looking for a stranger?"

Jiang Xin didn't return to him, but continued to run forward, and after a while, another unfinished building came into view, but different from the previous one, Jiang Xin could already sense the faint appearance of some of the unfinished buildings. Qi breath.

"Someone is coming?" The undisguised actions of Jiang Xin and the two naturally attracted the attention of the stranger in the unfinished building, and they looked at each other, and a stranger stepped forward and looked at Jiang Xin: "Who are you? "

"For an appointment." Jiang Xin took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, and then pointed to Yang Cheng: "Whoever helps me teach this guy a lesson, the money will be his."

Glancing at the tens of thousands of red notes, the strangers were a little moved, but they didn't make any moves. They still looked at the two vigilantly: "I don't know what to call you?"

Became a temporary worker. Although Jiang Xin didn't see many other things, the benefits of false identities have not been left behind. Now he doesn't know how many false identities he has, and the orphan doesn't need to hide any more. He simply said: "My name is Jiang Xin. As for this one, his surname is Yang. Now I have thought about whether I want to take this money."

For most of the strangers, although money is not lacking, no one will dislike that they have few red notes, tens of thousands of dollars are in front of them, and it is false to say that they are not interested. Shuo's stranger stood up first: "I'm coming!"

Seeing this, Jiang Xin smiled slightly, and then shook her head slightly to Yang Cheng: "Go, let me see how you fight. Remember, it's just a discussion."

Not very clear about Jiang Xin's plan, Yang Cheng tightened the belt of the tool box a little, and then stepped forward: "It's not just you?"

"Charter."

The strange man moved his arms and legs a few times, his qi circulated, and then he stomped his feet and rushed towards Yang Cheng.

"Close combat? Bare hands?" Seeing Zhang Zhang's swiftness, Yang Cheng subconsciously flashed through for a few years, and then his body began to move smoothly, with one hand supporting Zhang Zhang's punch, and the other hand from A caress passed over the tool box.

A silver light flashed across, and the extreme movement turned into extreme silence in just a split second. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the carving knife that was already on his neck. Zhang Zhang was covered in cold sweat. He was already dead when he was about to switch to actual combat. .

Taking a step back, Zhang Zhang, who had put his posture back, showed a wry smile on his face: "You still come to make fun of us with your skill."

"It's just a fluke." With calm eyes, he put the carving knife back into the box, and Yang Cheng took a step back to let Zhang Zhang go.

From the side, looking at Yang Cheng's wrist which was once again covered by the sleeve, Jiang Xin narrowed his eyes slightly. At that moment just now, he clearly saw the qi light emanating from the string of beads on Yang Cheng's wrist.

Obviously, this guy's hand and foot skills just now should have the function of the string of beads, but I don't know what the specific function of the beads should be.

Having played against Yang Gang, Jiang Xin knew that the clay sculptures in the village were unique, but he had never seen one as unique as Yang Cheng's, and the breath was so strange.

(End of this chapter)