This sand sculpture of heaven

Guanyu put down Xiao Changsheng, with a noble and calm temperament, and set off the young man next to him into a handsome little guy, he smiled and said, "You have worked hard." "

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it's one more thing to do with dishes and chopsticks. "

On the dining table, there was already a plate of big steamed buns, and the rest of the dishes were pickles. Simply put, it is a normal situation for the farmer's family.

Several people took steamed buns in their hands and nibbled on them. Xiao Changsheng's face was as big as a steamed bun, and there were inevitably more crumbs at the corners of his mouth, Guanyu wiped his mouth and touched his head, very loving.

Yue Yongwu bowed his head and ate steamed buns, silent. What haunted Yueyong's mind was a question: how to recover his mana and return to Heaven?

"Before we go home, we need to solve the problem of food and clothing, don't be impatient. Guanyu said gently.

"Then you are playing tricks in the restaurant, take me with you. Yue Yongbai said boredly.

"Hmm. "

The immortal father over there smiled and said, "I'll give the two sons a ride, I just want to sell corn on the street." "

"That's a good feeling. Yueyong smiled faintly at his immortal father.

Although Father Changsheng didn't know what happened to the two of them, he knew that the Guanyu Regiment had destroyed the Snow Mountain Monsters, so he expected that they must be some kind of incredible characters. Only by providing help can he suppress his awe.

After breakfast, Father Changsheng neatly carried the corn to the ox cart, and then smiled and summoned Yueyong and Guanyu, and the three of them went on the road together.

"Brother Guanyu, goodbye, remember to buy me a string of sugar gourds. Xiao Changsheng leaned against the door frame and waved his little fat hand, his clear black eyes were quite reluctant.

"I'll buy you five skewers, you'll be good. Guanyu also waved at him, not taking a cloud with him.

Xiao Changsheng was overjoyed, and ran out of the door frame, put his hands to his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted: "I will be obedient." "

In the early morning, the snow mountain village is foggy, and the sunlight shines down through the fog, which can clearly present a golden and bright beam, which is strange and magnificent.

Guanyu was bathed in such a beam, and the whole person was coated with a layer of soft light, what a tattered boy with a gentle expression!

The cold morning breeze blew, and Yueyong's fiery heart on the street never diminished. In the end, Tsukiyong is a man's body and a woman's heart, and for him, shopping and shopping are full of fascination and attraction.

Among the tens of millions of people, in the endless wilderness of time, there is no earlier or later step, and when encountered, I can only say softly: "How much is this?"

Well, shopping also depends on fate, what are you going to buy this time?

Over there, the eldest father drove the cattle with a whip in his hand, turned back to Guanyu sitting behind the cart and said, "Guanyu Gongzi, I don't know if I should say something?"

Yueyong squeezed a "hehe" expression at Guanyu.

"Let's just put it bluntly. Guanyu held his forehead and said lightly.

"You are so spoiled by Changsheng that I can't educate him anymore. "

"I ...... I try not to spoil him. Guanyu touched her nose and replied.

Along the way, Guanyu and Yueyong were speechless, not that the two of them had nothing to say, but because of the presence of the immortal father, there were some topics of flying, time and space turbulence, and mana, which could not be mentioned.

They didn't want to go to the psychic array to chat, after all, they slept in a wooden house at night, and they could talk about it at night or touch their knees, it was a matter of minutes.

In this way, looking at the golden rice fields that are constantly reversing behind the carts, and listening to the sound of creaking carts, the three people in the cart finally arrived at the market.

The bazaar is full of traffic, tourists are weaving, a two-zhang wide street is full of twists and turns, and I don't know how long. The small buildings on both sides are divided into two floors, the first floor is used for shops, and the second floor is used for residents.

When he was stuck in traffic, a stick holding the window on the second floor fell and was lightly caught by Guanyu, who was in his heart. Guanyu looked up carefully, and a pretty little daughter-in-law was looking down, her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she was very seductive.

"Simon is a great official. Yueyong showed a "hey smile" expression again, and the sentence "Ximen Daguan" was full of words and meanings.

Guanyu was slightly angry, and instead of looking at the little daughter-in-law above, she glared at Yueyong instead. The moon will always accept it when it is good, and no longer tease.

The traffic jam

was blocked for half an hour, and a Mediterranean brother with road rage scolded angrily while smoking: "Cao Nima, it's blocked at this point every day, this is a traffic jam, this is blocking my heart!".

"Listening to your voice, my heart is even more blocked!" which sister-in-law opened the curtain in the carriage and scolded her.

"Stinky, long-tongued woman. "

"Who do you say is the stinky, who is the long-tongued woman?".

"Tell me about you!".

......

After a burst of black smoke and miasma, the cart stopped after arriving at the agricultural market, and Yueyong and Guanyu thanked their father and strode outside.

"Don't buy anything yet, earn money with me first. Guanyu grabbed Yueyong, who was windy on the soles of his feet and looking far away.

"Hmm. However, did you play tricks in the restaurant in the first place?" Yueyong looked left and right curiously, and did not look at Guanyu.

"In the beginning, I was performing on the street with a boulder in my chest, and I was smashed by other artists. Later, I went to pick up the rags and was forced into a corner by a few beggars. Finally

I can only draw talismans, burn talismans to make tricks, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant is as wise as a torch and invites me to perform in his field. "

"You're so down, Guanyu, you, a prince of the heavenly realm, fell into the dust, how can you adapt to such a life?"

"I told you, 7,000 years ago, I went down to earth for 50 years, and it was better to die than to die. "

"Alas. Yueyong held Guanyu's hand with his backhand, and a different kind of warmth was transmitted, and Guanyu was slightly shocked and smiled.

The two of them

held hands in the midst of the crowd and looked at each other, and the surrounding scene seemed to blur, so that only the two of them were looking at each other affectionately.

"The fuck are you still going to go?!" someone spat out.

The two let go, bounced away, and continued as if nothing had happened.