Seeing Gu Zhiqi answering, Gu Mengyang was not so blocked, and said in a soft voice: "Go back to my villa at night?"
Gu Zhiqi: "Not tonight."
Gu Mengyang:? !
Why not tonight? !
No way, no way, the little girl is only seventeen years old, that dog man is not going to trick the little girl away...
Unaware of Gu Mengyang's random guess, Gu Zhixi said, "I have something to do tonight, and I'll come to you tomorrow."
Gu Mengyang was silent for a few seconds, and then asked tentatively, "Do...what?"
Gu Zhiqi: "Buy talismans, draw talismans."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Zhiqi seemed relieved to hear Gu Mengyang.
**
In the evening, Su Yunling and Gu Zhiqi entered the black market together.
Since the last incident in the black market in Yancheng, the black market has been rectified, and many long-term fixed stalls have been replaced.
Gu Zhiqi couldn't find the shop selling talisman paper all at once, so he walked slowly, looking for one shop after another.
Walking around, a brush caught her attention.
I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that she had seen this pen before.
Staring at the pen, Gu Zhiqi subconsciously stopped.
Su Yun also stopped after hearing this.
Seeing her staring at the booth, she thought she was looking at something, looked sideways at Gu Zhiqi and asked, "Is there anything you want?"
There were two stall guards sitting in this booth. Hearing Su Yunling's voice, a person in the booth raised his head and glanced at him.
Although he was wearing a cloak and a mask, there was an unconcealable look of inquiry in the exposed eyes.
Gu Zhiqi was awakened by Su Yunling's voice, and shook his head subconsciously. After shaking his head, Gu Zhiqi squatted down in front of the booth, pointed to the brushes on the booth, and asked, "How do you sell this brush?" ?”
As soon as Gu Zhiqi said this, the person lying on the chair drinking tea suddenly straightened up, "Want to buy a pen?"
"Is this brush used for practicing calligraphy or painting?"
Two questions in a row, after Gu Zhiqi listened, he suddenly fell silent.
She is too familiar with this conversation.
I heard it once when I came to Yancheng black market for the first time, and I also heard it once when I went to the imperial capital black market. Right now...
Su Yun listened to the stall owner's voice, his eyes darkened slightly.
This voice sounds familiar.
Seeing that Gu Zhiqi was silent, the stall owner was a little anxious, and said again, "Little girl, why are you silent? You haven't answered my question yet."
Gu Zhiqi: "Painting symbols."
As soon as Gu Zhixi asked the question, the stall owner froze.
Sure enough, three seconds later, Gu Zhiqi heard two familiar words, "Go."
Gu Zhiqi heard this, got up slowly, looked sideways at Su Yunling, "Let's go."
Su Yun raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and instead of leaving, he squatted down in front of the booth, pointed at the brush and asked, "This brush..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the stall owner, "Not for sale, only for those who paint Chinese paintings and practice calligraphy."
Su Yun listened, a smile flashed across his eyes, and asked, "Mister, are you looking for an heir for yourself?"
Stall owner:?
With a big question mark on his face, he looked at Su Yunling, and asked suspiciously: "How do you know?"
"It's just a random guess." After Su Yunling finished speaking, she nodded at the stall owner and got up.
Originally, she wanted to buy the pen as a gift to Gu Zhiqi, but since the pen was for the heir, Su Yunling also gave up the idea of buying the brush.
Good night