This witch, please stay

Chapter 11
Beside the blue stone street, various flags fluttered leisurely with the early summer breeze. The shopkeeper sitting behind the counter propped his chin with his hands, taking a nap in his busy schedule, and the clerk who was attracting customers at the door raised his eyebrows. Light, unwilling to let go of any possible customers, the street vendors next to the store, either pushing carts, or spreading out old cloths, shouted loudly one by one, as if they were secretly competing for whose voice The loudest.

There are people coming and going on the street, the rich sons in brocade and thin shirts, the market farmers in coarse and short brown clothes, the flattering servants in blue and white cloth clothes, and the white-haired Taoist priests in plain Taoist robes...all moving forward in the crowd, All kinds of beings in the floating world seem to be compressed into this small street at this moment.

The two children in the chief role chased one after the other, and ran past a young ranger in white with a sword straddling his sword. The big red candied haws and the very happy smiling children made way for them.

Looking at the backs of those two who were already small, but now getting smaller little by little, the ranger in white smiled slightly, and walked towards the candied haws vendor in the distance.

This world is very good.

The tip of his nose moved slightly, smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes in the air, the smell of rouge from a woman passing by his side, the smell of wine from a restaurant in the distance, and the hot skewer in his hand, which was just wrapped in sugar and not completely cooled. With the sweet smell of candied haws, the ranger in white felt like a bowstring that had been taut for too long, slowly relaxing.

The breeze blows, blowing away the dry heat sown by the big sun that has not yet risen to the zenith.

Xun Ming bit the candied haws in his hand, and just followed the flow of people aimlessly. When the candied haws in his hand had only the last hawthorn left, his vision suddenly widened, and a huge "stage" came into view. out of his sight.

Thinking in his heart, "Hey, the candied haws at this store are good. I know how to remove the core. Next time I have time, I can bring that crazy girl to eat with me." When Xun Ming looked up, he suddenly saw the big building full of people The "stage" suddenly became curious. He bit off the only remaining hawthorn, casually put the bamboo stick into the storage ring, and walked towards the crowd that wrapped the "stage" tightly.

After all, a monk is a monk. Although he is only a half-hearted "little monk" in the cave, he can still be called an "immortal" in the world!

Without much effort, Xun Ming went through layers of "human walls" like a snow-white swimming fish, and came to the front row of the crowd.

Just waiting for him to get out of the crowd, he saw a middle-aged man in a brown brocade shirt, who was as strong as a bear, cupped his hands on the "stage" and said, "The next thing is It's to see the skills of the heroes." After that, he stepped back onto the stands set up behind the "stage".

Xun Ming, who was a little confused, was taken aback for a moment, and then saw a black-clothed figure flashing onto the "stage", and yelled, "Miss Chen Shi, I want to be your dog!" Almost at the same time, a reckless man who jumped onto the "stage" punched the "stage" down. After shaking his feet, his neck tilted and he fell unconscious.

Then Xun Ming, who was a little stunned, watched all kinds of people, old and young, step onto the "stage" one after another. When he realized it, there were already several waves of people on the stage.

This is so... it turned out to be a ring...

Seeing that the people on the stage became more and more uneven, and after all the ghosts and snakes came out, the ranger in white felt a little pain in his head. He patted the "skinny monkey" boy beside him who had been eager to try since the beginning, and asked :

"Brother, what are they doing?"

That "thin monkey" was secretly happy when he heard this foolish question, and secretly smiled at the fact that he lost a stupid competitor, with a contemptuous look on his face, he turned his head impatiently said:
"I don't know why you are so crowded in front of us? This is our General's Mansion's martial arts contest to recruit relatives! Catch the opponent's wheel and fight, and the person who can stay on the stage in the end is the uncle of the General's Mansion! You won't be able to eat the glory and wealth for a few lifetimes." Finish!"

Unconsciously speaking, I was beaming with joy, as if the skinny monkey boy who had become the son-in-law of the general's mansion casually glanced at the face of the fool next to him, and then just stood there in a daze, like a broken carcass. stone carving.

Damn, why does this kid look better than a woman...

Great!
All of a sudden, the thin monkey who seemed to be facing a big enemy seemed to be stunned for a while, and the ranger who also started to dream about the position of uncle felt even more bad in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that the ranger in white in front of him was already cursing in his heart.

Of the few "generals" in this country, there should be only one who is unemployed at home...

Damn, go the wrong way!
I said why I haven't been there for so long, my feelings are bypassed by him in the mountains!
According to Xun Ming's original plan, he planned to go to Zisu City, which is not too far to the east of Biancheng, to eat some famous snack streets there, and then turned his way to the south. Almost to the frontier!
Then the skinny monkey boy watched the ranger's face turn slightly pale at first, and then quickly turn black as a pan.

He frowned and tilted his head in confusion, and then saw the ranger in front of him disappear in place. He was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart sank as if he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened Turning his head to look at the ring, he saw the Ranger in white clothes with a black sword across his waist as expected.

A foreigner like a dog!

Xun Ming on the stage skillfully untied the long sword around his waist, and stayed on one side of the ring. Then, with one hand behind his back and the other hand stretched forward, palms up, he beckoned to the strong, naked-chested man on the other side of the ring. Signal to start the fight.

The white clothes and long hair are indescribably chic and romantic.

It caused a burst of booing from the crowd below the stage.

Of course, these booing sounds came from those "future sons-in-law" who wanted to go on stage, or who had already been dismissed from the stage. The applause of the real spectators was completely suppressed into the floor by the loud voices of those sour guys.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, which was Xun Ming's response to the booing from the audience. Of course, he didn't care about the audience, but as long as he was on the stage, he waited to "discuss" martial arts with him. .

When people are in a bad mood, they just need some proper venting.

And the booing of those sour men completely erased the rest of Xun Ming's unbearable heart. Of course, he is also a dignified "big monk of the Dongtian Realm" and he will not use his realm to bully ordinary people.

Just take it as a way to polish your martial arts and physique.

When he came back to his senses, the strong man had already rushed in front of him, his naked muscles puffed up, and he punched him straight in the face.

It's not bad to be ruthless, it should have some personal grievances, but it's a bit slow.

In Xun Ming's eyes, the big man's movements were clearly visible. He turned his body slightly, advancing instead of retreating, retracting his right palm in front of him, and while lowering his center of gravity, his right elbow was habitually about to push out brazenly. The next moment it was Panasonic again, who switched to a horizontal palm and "cut" on the waist of the big man.

So in the eyes of the audience, it was the ranger in white who took a step on the spot, and the strong man as strong as a buffalo fell to the ground with his face covered in pain and his waist covered.

Amidst the uproar, the eyes of the middle-aged man in brocade clothes on the top of the stage lit up slightly, and he sat upright a little.

At the far end of the street, a strange scholar in white clothes with his fan open narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned into the nameless alley beside him.

After a long while, the scholar who put on tight clothes walked out of the alley and walked towards the overcrowded "stage".

(End of this chapter)