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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 35: Being Deceived Again

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    "Wait a minute" Shen Congliang shouted from a distance.  Zhao Qingzi lifted her heels and stood firm again, looking at the figure running back in confusion.  Shen Congliang walked up to her and whispered: "Miss, please don't fly. Not only will it frighten passers-by, but there may be cultivators around. We have become the target of public criticism before we even reach Yangzhou City.  " As soon as he finished speaking, when he saw Zhao Qingzi's youthful and innocent smile, he really didn't believe that he had been deceived, but it turned out that he had indeed been deceived.  Shen Congliang touched his chin and said like a gangster: "Senior sister, you are naturally beautiful and refined, and your innocent face is not what you use to deceive others." As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold wind blowing.  Completely cold, making people shiver involuntarily.  Zhao Qingzi's pair of curved eyebrows were lightly frowned on her extremely beautiful face, and there was an attractive scenery between her eyebrows. She said: "Xiao Liangzi, when did I lie to you? I just wanted to run a few steps. It was you."  Being so self-righteous and self-righteous, Shen Congliang was stunned for the first time when he was asked. He felt that any attempt to defend himself was futile and he could only keep retreating. It seemed that  Only in this way can we reduce the pressure from the turbulent waves.  Especially when she was called Xiaoliangzi at the beginning. When did I become Xiaoliangzi? She is obviously younger than others, but she still likes to be a senior sister. I really don¡¯t know what beautiful women think. She not only wants others to praise her for her youth and beauty, but also wants to be a senior sister.  When we are elders, how can there be such a good thing in the world? How can we men live and where are we left?  It seems that Master has never called me Xiaoliangzi.  "You,, youyou" Shen Congliang was completely speechless and dumbfounded, and almost vomited blood. There was such an aggressive person in the world.  I remember that she was not so unreasonable at the beginning. She was so noble and generous, elegant in her manners, and her heart was as pure as paper, spotless. How could she become like this after just a few days of working with me? Is it really true that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black?  , it seems that I am not exaggerating so much, she is actually better than others.  Several young men on the road were indiscriminately blowing their noses and staring at themselves, and some even spat at themselves, Oh my god, Youyou Heaven, who is this?  How does she look like a weak woman?  Shen Congliang said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, I was wrong. Can we walk quickly?" He was humble and even a little aggrieved.  After saying that, he felt a little contempt for himself. I really want to be no different from those passers-by who judge people by their appearance. If it were a beautiful woman with a man next to her, I'm afraid I would have a little bellyache, but I'm not as exaggerated and unscrupulous as the passers-by.  Please criticize me, at least keep a low profile, give me some dignity, give you some quality, Shen Congliang almost cursed.  Shen Congliang has truly learned what it means to be beautiful, and he is absolutely convinced.  However, as he walked towards Yangzhou, Shen Congliang gradually felt that something was not right. I don't know why there were so many pedestrians on the road in such a hot weather. It felt like he was rushing to attend a temple fair. But if he thought about it carefully, Yangzhou City  There hasn't been anything exciting lately.  The scorching sun penetrated the thick clouds and shot straight down from mid-air, shining on the pedestrians and sprinkling a little rain. Everyone grinned, but they still moved forward with firm steps, as if there was light after the darkness ahead.  , from their eyes we can see the longing and hope, even the passion and desire, like the pulling of God, they walk silently like devout believers.  When he stepped into the gate of Yangzhou City, Shen Congliang understood what the bustling crowd meant. The people pouring in like a tide, like refugees fleeing famine, came shoulder to shoulder, pushing crazily.  Some people even lifted their feet off the ground and walked forward through the endless flow of people.  The restless crowd was like the hot weather today, boiling and rolling.  Shen Congliang squeezed through the city gate, not caring about his image. He simply held one hand against the wall, lowered his head and panted. From time to time, he scanned the strange crowd in front of him with the corner of his eye. At this moment, for the first time, he experienced life for nearly two years.  The city of Yangzhou has been so strange for ten years. Could it be that there are some unknown secrets hidden in it?  "Where is your home?" A pleasant voice sounded next to me, like the sound of nature, so fresh and natural. With your eyes closed, you can smell the fragrance of the grass on the grassland and hear the sound of gurgling water.  Soothing for the whole body, like a coolant on a hot summer day.  When Shen Congliang heard the content of the question, his head buzzed, as if a bee had stung him, tingling a sensitive nerve in his body. The heart-wrenching pain stirred up a storm in the seemingly calm lake in his heart.  Can I tell her that my home is a brothel?  Shen Congliang immediately shook his head, this was Lian ZiHow could she accept something that everyone despised.  That place of fireworks, willows, alleys, and romance is a shame for my life, even if it is the most prosperous place in Yangzhou City.  But who knows that prosperity and backwardness will lead to eternal silence in the world, and that kind of loneliness is the sound of low crying coming from no one's corner.  It is the source of the snow in June and the abyss of sin. Who can bear the resentment derived from it.  This may be what people often say, the most prosperous place is also the loneliest place. ? ? Perhaps the best explanation for this exciting yet daunting place.  I just don¡¯t know who is drunk, and who is fascinated?  The world is vast and the world is impermanent. Who can say clearly? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  Shen Congliang turned his head to an unknown corner and gave a low, bitter smile. Then he looked at those bright and clear eyes. His long eyelashes were blinking like a spring water, crystal clear to the bottom. His mouth opened in an O shape for a long time.  Then he said: "Let's go buy clothes first, and then go to my house after ordering, and then pick them up on the way back. Wouldn't it save a lot of time." Before she could answer, Shen Congliang ignored the crowd, and his lonely figure gradually disappeared.  In the sea of ??people, only Zhao Qingzi was left in shock. Looking at Shen Congliang, who had become a little abnormal since entering the city, what happened to him and why he seemed so lonely among the moving crowd.  The tide ebbs and flows, the moon waxes and wanes, they never change. What changes are only the strange faces shuttled among the crowd one after another. Maybe at a certain moment, there is a person who is so familiar, but after all, he is no longer a person.  No.  The sun still rises from the east. The moment you see the white light, the birds chirp from the trees. A new day is about to begin. Those people and things have become a thing of the past, and the earth has welcomed its new passerby.  The endless flow of people seemed to have not changed and was still crowded. When Shen Congliang passed by the bustling crowd, he didn't know what those people were afraid of, so they all dispersed consciously. After a while, they gathered again behind him.  Zhao Qingzi followed silently, like a newborn child, with curious eyes looking at the majestic and neighboring buildings around her from time to time. The wine shops and neighbors complemented each other, and the small bridges and flowing water added a lively color to the city.  The buildings here are neat and compact, as if they were carefully designed by the master of nature. In this precious land, you can see people moving in even a tiny corner. It must be a shop.  Among the large crowd, there were only two figures walking in the opposite direction, so looking around, they were particularly eye-catching. I saw them walking through the streets and alleys, turning left and right without thinking on the maze-like streets, as if each street was like the palm of their own hand.  The context is equally familiar.  Shen Congliang stopped in a relatively remote place, but the building was not sloppy at all. It was even more luxurious than the one in the center of the city. The intricately carved patterns on the door were lifelike, and the two red-painted doors in front of the door were even more luxurious.  The insects, fish, birds and beasts on the pillars are even more lifelike, and every stroke is full of life and aura. Just looking at the craftsmanship, you can tell that they are valuable, not to mention the rings on the pillars that symbolize the age of the trees.
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