Full-time protagonist information entry [Quick Pass]

"What about us?" Lin Xiwu glanced at the people beside him indifferently: "I'm not a man-eating monster, what's the use of virgin boys and girls? Shouldn't they be allowed to carry the sedan chair?"

Nan Zisui grinned amusedly: "Follow the two in the front, follow the two in the back, looking at the special row."

Noodles?Lin Xiwu couldn't help but reflect, and found that he was indeed too low-key as the leader, but it's better to cause less trouble because he has something to do.He had a plan in his heart, but he smiled and said nothing on his face.

Probably because the Xunyang Festival is about to come, the queue to enter the city is very long. Even if you come ashore from the Qinghe River early, you will still be squeezed to the end, and there will be a steady stream of latecomers jumping in the queue until the sky is fully lit. Instead of moving forward, the positions of the two retreated quite a bit.

Just stuck in the team like this, Lin Xiwu was not in a hurry, nor was Nan Zisui.One young, one old, one tall and one short, were all wearing coarse gray shirts, their heads were tied in a bun with tattered cloth strips, their gestures were extremely restrained, and they looked very low-key.However, the appearance of the boy flipping through the book still attracted the attention of many boring people.

Someone looked at the two of them inquiringly, and the young man returned a silly smile without avoiding it. After the smile, he leaned even more foolishly in front of the hunched figure and pretending to be weak, Hierarch Lin, and pretended to whisper, but his voice was extraordinarily loud: " Grandpa, someone is watching us."

At first, Master Lin responded with a few sentences in a particularly cooperative manner, but as the number of times increased, he pretended not to hear.The young man didn't mind either, he still smirked happily.

As soon as we waited until the warm day was in the sky, the number of people in line still added and subtracted but did not move forward.Just when the little patience left by the young man was about to run out, the guards patrolling back and forth suddenly made a movement, yelled loudly and stood still, and then picked out a dozen jumpers in a row, and Even the aunt who was always staring back at Nan Zisui in front was pulled out, and the number of people shrank a lot.

Nan Zisui's hand holding Master Lin's arm tightened slightly, subconsciously raising his vigilance.The two got closer, and it happened that he was tired of standing, so he simply leaned half of his body on the young man and dozed off with his eyelids drooping.

"You're comfortable." Seeing this, Nan Zisui muttered softly, and lowered his shoulders involuntarily, so that the other party could lean more comfortably.

The gate guards were still pulling people out from the team, and those who were driving the carriage with goods were cleared out and divided into two teams.I don't know if the other party was intentional or not, but Nan Zisui found that the people pulled out were all ordinary people, and those who jumped in the line who obviously looked like Lianjiazi still stood in place.

When some people began to yell dissatisfied, the liquidation was considered to be over. At this time, the team in front of them had been reduced by half.Seeing the team start to move forward, Nan Zisui shook his shoulders lightly and whispered, "Hello, Grandpa?"

As soon as the words came out, the boy couldn't help but muffled laughter.

Lin Xiwu lifted his eyelids slightly, and yawned in a daze, wondering why the boy was smiling, and turned his head to look at him with a puzzled face.Unexpectedly, when Nan Zisui looked down and saw the little old man with a pillow mark on his face, he smiled even more happily.

There are two gates to enter the city of Xun. The first gate is to check the origin of documents, and the second gate is to register the identity information of outsiders. There is also a special painter waiting by the side, and a few strokes are drawn. A person who is not cunning.

Nan Zisui was only curious, and when he entered the city, he turned his head and looked back three times, with a look of reluctance: "I didn't expect that the security and inspection in the city of Xun was as strict as entering the imperial city."

Lin Xiwu heard the other party sigh, and couldn't help laughing and joking: "I don't know when my grandson will go to the imperial city."

Nan Zisui stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, his face serious and serious: "I probably went there in a dream."

After speaking, I laughed again, and suddenly patted my head with a smile, oops, and regretted: "Uncle Zhao said that the flowers in Xiancheng are beautiful, and on the way here, I only thought about going to the city, but didn't notice the flowers. You saw them. Well?"

"There shouldn't be any more now..." Hierarch Lin hesitated. After thinking about it carefully, he really didn't notice the flowers in the grass on the hillside.

Nan Zisui was a little disappointed, but instead thought that he had to go out of the city, and he would have time to look after he went out of the city, so he raised the corners of his mouth self-consciously.

Master Lin, who has long been used to his children being silly and happy, looked up and saw the familiar smirk, and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows, feeling a little helpless: "Zi Sui, you..."

Nan Zisui still smiled back and asked, "Me?"

Lin Xiwu became more and more helpless, mixed with a trace of exhaustion.

Zhao Hu, who had a beard with pigtails, was right. Luo Jinyun had the most embroidered patterns and blue robes in this season in Xicheng.Nan Zisui couldn't move when he entered the tailor's shop, clutching the bean worm blue robe in his hand, he looked at him eagerly and pretended to be pitiful.The shopkeeper booed from the sidelines, praising the boy for his foresight.

Master Lin, who had long changed into a crescent white shirt and sat aside, refused with a calm face, and said in a cool voice, "No."

The boy drooped his head in frustration, and called out listlessly, "Nanziwu..."

Lin Xiwu shook his head, looked at the shopkeeper standing beside him who wanted to help, and directly ordered: "Two crescent white robes, the size depends on him, if you want a simpler style, are there any Luo Jinyun embroidered?"

The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, it's the Xingyang Festival soon, and there are plenty of ready-made clothes!"

Lin Xiwu nodded, took out the banknote from his sleeve pocket and put it on the table: "Wrap it up."

The shopkeeper picked up the silver bill and looked at it to identify the authenticity, then waved to the waiter waiting to get the clothes, made tea for the young man himself, and asked tentatively: "Send it to your house or not?" "

"No need." Nan Zisui couldn't understand that the shopkeeper went straight to Lin Xiwu, and when the clerk came out with the things, he just took them and left without looking back.

The shopkeeper laughed awkwardly: "Brother Ling, are you angry?"

brother?Lin Xiwu was happy, stood up and nodded slightly to the shopkeeper: "The shopkeeper has good eyesight."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, good eyesight?When he came back to his senses and was about to say a few more polite words, the two of them had already walked away.

Nan Zisui was striding forward with a package full of clothes, and Master Lin followed behind him not too far away. He had no intention of going up to coax people, and even stopped to take a look at interesting stalls.

With his appearance, Nan Zisui became even more angry, and his face that was always smiling in front of the young man also turned cold.Turn left and right, squeeze straight to crowded places, full of thoughts to get rid of the people behind, so that he can be anxious.

Lin Xiwu became interested in a street vendor who wore a sword but was dressed as a frail scholar and sold calligraphy and painting.I stopped and watched for a while among the surrounding crowd, and found that the street vendor was very handsome.

Perhaps he was noticed because of his veiled scrutiny, and the vendor who was inscribed on the folding fan raised his eyes and looked this way, his eyes were somewhat familiar.Before he could think about it, he suddenly remembered that when he first came, he and Nan Zisui hadn't booked an inn, but there was no trace of the young man among the bustling crowd.

It's over, the child is lost!How to explain to Aunt Nan?And Cui Luo, if Cui Luo finds out, she will definitely be beaten, ah, it’s hard to say where Nan Si Guo is... Forget it, let’s look for it.

In an instant, various possibilities and solutions flashed through the mind, the frowning leader Lin, the corner of the disguise mask on the wrinkled face was turned up.Thinking as he walked, he took steps to avoid the crowd, found a dark corner to hide in, then took off the mask on his face, put his hand to his lips and whistled.

But a moment later, there was one more person on the ground, masked in black: "Master."

Lin Xiwu nodded indifferently: "Bring the little leader here."

The waiter Yin left in response, Lin Xiwu rubbed his tense face, and when he was about to leave with him, he suddenly heard something strange in the dark, and his brows that had just been relaxed frowned again.

"Daya see the leader!"

The visitor was dressed as a scholar but wearing a sword. He was the peddler who had just set up a stall selling calligraphy and painting.

Lin Xiwu raised his eyebrows lightly, and responded in a neutral manner, looking down at the pretty peddler.