The full moon has hangs on the treetops, and the old land is revisiting again, and the full moon is even more lonely.

As the night entered the night, under the unique purple night sky of the mirage, the streets were bustling. Zhang Yang entered the city and threw the coachman's clothes to a beggar on the roadside. He whispered his hair on his face. The beggar looked at a man with a big waist and round waist and turned into a woman like a flower. He slapped his face, which hurt very much, and that was not a dream.

Zhang Yang walked aimlessly on the street and could easily deceive Guoyi. He had to be proud. He had never heard of anyone who could take advantage of Guoyi. He didn't mind being the first to eat crabs. He habitually put his hands behind his head, but a woman's walking posture was also noticeable. Men and women wearing only one human skin on the street were looking at her to a greater or lesser extent. Many monsters were already commenting on him, staring at his chest and looking at him.

Everything here has not changed, but it seems to have changed again. Zhang Yang walked around and reached a certain place. He raised his head and shook his head with a smile. He came to this place again by a devil.

I don’t know how Taoshu is in Huaguo Mountain, he missed her very much.

Zhang Yang raised his foot under the noodle shop called "A friend comes from afar" and was about to step in, he caught a little boy squatting aside, with a pile of small stones in front of him. When he saw a customer entering the noodle shop, he would throw one away.

There are some interesting things about Zhang Yang. For example, he hasn't used a meal for three days and is already hungry and is shouting. He also wants to eat noodles made by the noodle restaurant, but he still takes back the foot that stepped into the noodle restaurant.

"Little brat, what are you doing?" He also squatted down.

The little boy raised his head and saw that he was a pretty sister who felt a little strange. As for what he was, he couldn't tell me.

"I'm not doing anything." The little boy's eyes flashed. He almost wrote the word "lies" on his face.

"Hey, you little brat, don't you tell me." Zhang Yang praised the little boy with a chestnut.

Before the sanction was taken, the little boy immediately responded and glanced at his rosy chest, "The 100th guests in this noodle restaurant are free of charge. When the stones in front of me are gone, there are exactly one hundred people. I can take my grandma to eat noodles."

On both sides of the noodle shop, the boss each prepared a stone bench for pedestrians to rest. Zhang Yang then realized that an old woman with white hair was sitting on the stone bench on the right, her eyes were full of energy.

After the little boy finished speaking, he opened his mouth, afraid that Zhang Yang would rob him of the 100th guest.

In fact, Zhang Yang really thought so, but after being seen through by a little kid, he was naturally shameless to do this again. He rubbed the little boy's face and did not think the little boy's face was covered with dirt, "Would you like me to help me with brother?"

"Thank you, sister." The little boy smiled and did not go into detail about what Zhang Yang said.

A friend of mine, the owner of the noodle restaurant, has been making noodles for fifty years, and he told people that he would do it until the day he died. His method of making noodles has been said to have been passed down for four generations, and it was passed down by men but not women, and the eldest son but not young. It was passed down to his generation. It can be said that the young man is better than blue. The cooked noodles can make you eat your tongue. Zhang Yang felt that you were in the mirage of the demon city. If you don’t eat a bowl of noodles cooked by Master Niu, just pretend you have never been there. He found a table without anyone else and shouted with his face, "Boss, come five bowls of noodles."

"Customer, wait a moment, right away." The noodle restaurant came and went, and Boss Wang didn't pay much attention. He just felt that the woman dressed as a man was charming. He answered and was busy making noodles.

Soon, the five bowls of noodles were served on the table by the guy, and they were steaming. Zhang Yang took a breath into the noodles and smiled, his teeth still smelled the same.

When he had eaten the fourth bowl of noodles, his eating like a wolf and a tiger had already scared many people, but the beauty made a mistake was not wrong. If a woman in the shape of a puppet and will probably be scolded for raising someone but not teaching him. Fortunately, the handsome guy was still very handsome. The guests in the noodle restaurant looked at him and found it interesting. The owner of the noodle restaurant accidentally cast a look and waved his head in confusion. He looked like a gentle man who welcomed Guoyi into the city, and felt that this person seemed to have been seen. At this time, the little boy also helped his grandmother into the noodle restaurant.

"Boss, come and have a bowl of noodles." The counter was taller than the little boy, and he shouted to the boss inside the counter.

"Little guy, you are our 100th guest today. What do you want to eat? Free." The boss was full of red face and smiled. He was accustomed to the 100th guest who made noodle shops every day. Every morning, he opened the store door and saw that the little boy was already piled with stones at the door.

"Two bowls of braised beef noodles." The little boy raised his two fingers very cutely.

"Okay, the guest will sit first, and the face will arrive soon." The boss's eyes were smaller than beans. He smiled and disappeared.

The little boy sat down with his grandmother, and he looked around. He saw Zhang Yang holding the bowl and drinking like a big man holding a bowl, and then he picked up a stream of noodles with chopsticks, put them into his mouth, and then sucked it, and half of the noodles in the bowl were removed. This way of eating was really fierce.

The boss suddenly realized who she was, but he denied his guess and murmured: "Old, old, how could it be that stinky brat?"

Zhang Yang touched his mouth full of soup and could noddle to the little boy. The latter found that the strange elder sister had four bowls folded on the table and swallowed quietly.

After a while, the little boy's noodles were also on the table. The little guy who could wait outside the noodle restaurant for a day pushed the noodles to his mother-in-law first. The old woman's eyes were not very good, so she had to guide the little boy so that the chopsticks could be reached into the bowl.

My mother-in-law seemed to be hungry and her noodles were very hot. While she was breathing, she still hurriedly used chopsticks to pick them up.

"Grandma, eat slowly." The little boy smiled happier than eating it himself.

Zhang Yang, who had eaten five large bowls of noodles, was satisfied, crossed his legs, bared his teeth and used his fingernails to pick his teeth. This big and thick man should have had a unique style in the eyes of the guests who had beautiful ladies and gentlemen in the store. They were not interested in the noodles and added a few spoons of pepper to the seasonings in the bowl. They just took a pair of thief eyes and looked at Zhang Yang secretly. They ate the noodles in their mouths, chewed a few bites, and the spicy jumped from the table, and shouted at the boss with red face: "Shuishuishui".

Zhang Yang looked bored. He leaned against the window and looked across the street through the window.

On the other side of the street, a woman raised her head and looked at the sky. She was alone a landscape that made people linger.

It was the woman from last night.

Zhang Yang's eyes are as tender as water.

When Zhang Yang saw the woman standing alone across the street, looking up at the purple night sky, he felt that she was so lonely. I don’t know if he threw the whole world away or the whole world abandoned him, he looked at her, no longer because she had an unparalleled face, but because he was also lonely.
Chapter completed!