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tramp?
Jing Yuan:......
That's true. After all, the disappearance of half of the train is recorded in ancient books, and it is said to be quite spectacular.
Jing Yuan sighed softly and looked at Cheng Che with an indescribable look, "Do you really want to pick up trash to feed so many stars?"
No matter how many trash cans this family has rummaged through, they wouldn’t be enough, right?
Anyway, it now seems that the composition of stars is equally complex.
"It depends on my mood." Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan, and seeing the suspicious look in his eyes, he couldn't help but explain, "Believe me, I was also a young master at home before, and I don't have the habit of picking up trash."
"Then how come you have it now? Is it hard for you to follow the train crew?" Jing Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked Cheng Che up and down.
He does seem like someone who lives a life of luxury, but his personality isn't quite like that.
Cheng Che sighed, "Who would have thought that I would be wandering around for no apparent reason when I was just sitting there doing nothing?"
People have to bow their heads under the roof.
Cheng Che had no choice but to divide half of the 'snacks' and put them on the table. After thinking for a while, he shook out a hundred or so Moras and said, "Let's see if I can use them. Although there are a lot of these things, I really don't want to use them..."
Weird, there's a kind of...
It feels weird to spend ghost money underground. After all, there seems to be no other way for this thing to appear in your account except burning paper.
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly, and he looked at Cheng Che with a hint of amusement, "You are really sincere now that you are not smart."
He doesn't look like a madman, but more like a child who takes out his treasured snacks to share with his friends.
"Then I'll step aside now." Cheng Che looked at his clean hands, took out a wet tissue and wiped the blood off his body, and said calmly, "The way you look at me is not right. What's wrong? Did I become Bai Yueguang's substitute after coming to Luofu?"
Something is wrong. The way these people look at me is very strange!
There's a feeling... that there's someone standing behind me.
After saying this, Cheng Che raised his eyes and looked directly at the cheap teacher he recognized, "Sister, who are you looking at?"
Hearing this, Jing Liu was slightly startled.
She stared at the expressionless young man through the black veil in front of her eyes, and after a while she couldn't help but put her hand on her eye sockets.
Jing Liu was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head slowly, "No one, just a little bit similar, always makes me can't help but think about some past events."
"Oh." Cheng Che nodded, then turned to look at Jing Yuan, "What about you?"
Jing Yuan sighed softly, "Just a little bit of similarity, sometimes it can make people feel dazed for a moment."
I can’t tell what brought back the memories, maybe it was the way he kept talking, or the occasional bad mouth…
Forget about being a jinx, but what Cheng Che said was no longer a jinx.
Cheng Che turned his head and met Dan Heng's slightly innocent eyes.
He paused, muttered, and moved his gaze to the blade, "Forget it, the Little Blue Dragon is not the Big Blue Dragon."
blade:……
So?
What are you watching him do?
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I was so scared, I thought I got the script of a romance novel..."
A little weird.
Cheng Che took out his jacket from his bag and put it on over his tattered T-shirt, then he put his bag on his back and waved his hand, "The flash of inspiration is over, I'm going to go pick up trash for the rich woman."
After taking only two steps, he heard the sound of violent sword collision behind him.
Cheng Che touched his coat that was torn to pieces by the aftermath, turned around in confusion, and looked at the man and woman who were engaged in a fight.
The cold young man appeared beside him, and said in a cold and calm voice, "You brought up this matter on purpose."
Cheng Che was startled and nodded, "Yes."
"Why?" Dan Heng stood quietly, his eyes fixed on the figures who had already started fighting.
Cheng Che lowered his eyes and tore off his ragged clothes, which were better off not being worn, and whispered, "Why did Jingliu walk out of the prison today? Why did you get off the train today? Why did Ren come here to teach swordsmanship? Aren't you all gathered together for the past?"
At this point, Cheng Che turned to look at Dan Heng, "None of you have a mouth. I, who talks a lot, will definitely steal the topic."
Cheng Che rolled up his clothes and hugged them in his arms, sighing softly, "You guys chat, I really have to go pick up trash this time."
You have to make money from rich women.
Dan Heng reached out to stop Cheng Che, raised his eyes to meet Cheng Che's, "You don't want to get involved in other people's past?"
"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded calmly, his eyes clear and sincere, "I feel a little sad because my friends' unforgettable stories do not include me."
Dan Heng was confused for a moment, "Huh?"
how?
According to this logic, does the friend Cheng Che wants have to grow up with him from the womb and be inseparable from him?
"I feel that I understand it rationally but am a little sad emotionally..." Cheng Che shook his head, and after thinking for a while, he still sat aside and watched the fight with his chin in his hands. "It's like being late for class and missing the explanation of a final question. Although I figured it out after class, I didn't have the sense of participation in sorting out ideas and finding answers with my classmates. You know, I'm a little crazy."
Dan Heng frowned and sat aside in silence.
Cheng Che turned his head suddenly and saw the general with his head down, thinking about something.
Cheng Che reached out and tugged at Jing Yuan's clothes, and pulled Jing Yuan to sit beside him, "Why are you so stupid? You don't even know how to avoid the aftermath of the battle..."
He shook the tattered coat in his arms, put it on Jing Yuan's head and patted it, "Don't worry, your hair won't fall out this time."
Chapter 316 is indeed worth it.
Ghost prison.
The man with long golden hair looked elegant and calm even though he was imprisoned. He leaned against the wall with his back straight. He lowered his eyes and wiped the sword in his hand with a faint smile on his lips.
"Get in!"
A loud shout came from outside the cell. Luosha raised his eyes slightly and saw a man being pushed hard into the layers of formations by someone behind him. His voice was full of anger, "Didn't you say your hair wouldn't fall off?"
"Maybe it's because of what I said that your hair is falling out." Cheng Che looked calm. He took out the Little Crow's mattress from the corner and sat down. His face was expressionless and his eyes were sincere. "Seven days, after seven days, your hair will stop falling out!"
Hearing this, the white-haired man became even angrier.
He pointed at Cheng Che with a shaking finger, unable to bear it any longer, "Do you know how disappointing it is that I was almost moved to tears and then found out that I had lost my hair?"
The teacher and his good friend were fighting. I was feeling extremely frustrated when suddenly a hand pulled me away and held me behind the back. A piece of clothing, which was tattered but could at least cover my face, was put over my head.
He sat on the steps and buried his face in his arms. He was just about to sort out his complicated emotions, and immediately his hair started to fall out?!
Do you know how touching it is for a general who has been struggling to support Luofu for hundreds of years to suddenly have someone stop behind him and touch his head?
Why does hair loss have to be such a disappointment? !
"Although you lost your hair, you won't cry anymore, that's good." Cheng Che had a calm face, not intending to give General Shen Ce any dignity as a general. "Besides, you plucked a few of my feathers, didn't you? We're even now."
Jing Yuan: !!!
How can this be fair!
Jing Yuan stared at Cheng Che with his light golden eyes. His long white hair fell down. Yan Qing, who was following behind him, quickly picked it up and stuffed it into a sack. "You just stay here and reflect on your mistakes! I have already increased the formation to the ninety-ninth level!"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then held out his hand, "Then give me a trash can, and have Xing pick up the takeaway on time every day."
It's also okay to stay in the prison, it's a good opportunity to use the time alone to sort out my mind.
However, you can’t miss out on making money from rich women!
Jing Yuan snorted coldly and looked at the little disciple following behind him.
The boy bent down and reached out to pick up the hair, quickly stuffed it into the sack, and then bent down again.
Bend down, reach out, and plug.
Bend down, reach out, plug...
"boom--"
Jing Yuan couldn't help but reach out and knock on Yan Qing's forehead, "Bring the trash can over here, the general has been so poor these days that he has no food to give you."
What's up?
His little apprentice was led astray by his little junior fellow apprentice? !
Yanqing:......
"Got it!" Yan Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly ran out of the Prison Prison, "I'll get it right away! I'll also come in on time to pick up the takeaway!"
Jing Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help rubbing his forehead, "I'm a little confused now whether you are an undercover sent by Feng Rao to disrupt Luofu..."
It’s poisonous. Very poisonous.
"That's not necessarily true." Cheng Che sat on the mattress, propped up his chin and looked at Jing Yuan, "But let's make it clear first, undercover agents cannot access confidential information, especially the documents placed on General Shen Ce's desk."
"You wish." Jing Yuan snorted and turned away.
Can't you help him work overtime if his hair falls out?
Although Jing Yuan had obtained some beautiful feathers, those few feathers were nothing compared to the huge amount of hair he had lost.
Cheng Che sighed, skillfully took out the sheets and quilt from his bag and began to decorate his cell.
At the side, a man with long golden hair had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and his questioning gaze fell on Cheng Che. After a long while, he turned his head blankly and looked in the direction where General Shen Ce left.
what happened?
Is this a move made by General Shen Ce?
Or……
Luosha hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Mr. Cheng you..."
Cheng Che turned his head suddenly and glared at Luosha, "I suspect Jing Yuan wants me to die!"
Who is this? !
Why lock him up with this face?!