Jing Yun bit his teeth and realized for the first time that people were warm and cold.
Snow is faster. Call a few people to help.
Snow more nodded toward Jing Yao du du mouth JingYaoLi shrugged and gave a wink to the guards behind him.
Ya, he embroidered the emperor’s scene and became a servant.
The bodyguard quickly took Jing Yun’s hand and lifted the old beggar. Just then, a black cat suddenly crossed the crowd and disappeared.
As soon as the crowd bombed, people fled as if they saw a magic thing.
Jing Yun does not know.
Even the snow Jing Yao was at a loss. wait for a while looked at the crowd that had just been in full swing and disappeared.
As soon as the busy street became swinging, an old man was left to walk with crutches.
The old man felt their doubts and difficulties, turned around and the old voice seemed to come from the horizon.
You’d better mind your own business.
What does a black cat order?
Where a black cat passes, people will die. Ominous omen. Ominous omen. Look at you, young man. You will suffer a great disaster in the near future. Be careful.
The old man seems to be able to see through everything with a sincere and earnest look at Jing Yun.
Just a few words, like a heavy stone hammer, filled Jing Yao’s body and mind with a sense of uneasiness, and quickly took Jingyun into his arms without thinking.
What are you talking about? It’s just some money-swindling stuff. You dare to run wild in front of me. Believe it or not, I’ll cut you.
The old man was not scared at all, and his voice was still full of pity in his eyes.
Believe it or not, it’s time for young lang to give up. It will make both of them suffer if they just hold on to it.
The crutches thumped on the bluestone road and the old man shook his head in disappointment with Jingyao.
It’s not a good thing to be too persistent. This is the old man’s advice to you. Okay.
The old man turned around and walked away step by step on crutches, and soon disappeared into the street corner.
Jing Yun chewed the old man’s words for a long time but couldn’t get back to God.
Chapter 30
Because of the old man’s words, the group had lost their interest in playing and hastily ended their trip and returned to the palace.
Although Jing Yao doesn’t believe in the old man’s words, he still has some scruples. He is afraid that Jingyun will think crooked because of this, but Jingyun doesn’t want people even the snow to be sent back to his bedroom. There is no way that he can leave the Xiaoyun Temple and return to the royal room for state affairs in a depressed way.
Jingyun walked back to the room and threw himself on the bed like a ghost.
My eyes hurt more than tears, and I realized that I was so addicted to my thoughts that I forgot to blink my eyes.
Self-effacing sighed and raised my hand to block the light that penetrated my eyes and shrouded my world in darkness.
Sleeves slide down manually, white and smooth skin is bare, and there is a burst of goose bumps in the air.
Looking at it with eyes and arms in a daze, it seems that you can still see the skinny arm of the old beggar just now, smell his despair and hear the words of the old man as if he were fate.