People are in Sobu, the back table is Yukinoshita

Looking at the smooth stone road, Kong Yinzi couldn't help but smile wryly.

Even so, you can't just sit here and wait passively.

Looking at the pedestrians in pairs nearby, it stands to reason that as long as she asks for help now, there should be no problem.

but……

In her heart, she didn't want to do this kind of thing of asking strangers for help.

Gritting his teeth, Kong Yinzi leaned on the armrest of the chair and slowly stood up.

As soon as her sprained foot fell to the ground, a sudden pain hit her.

However, she didn't sit down anymore, and put her body weight on the other foot as much as possible, Sora Ginko slowly moved her own pace.

"is acceptable……"

Although every time I put my foot down, I feel some pain, but after going through it a few times, Kong Yinzi gradually got used to this pain, as long as I don't completely put the weight of my body on this foot, it will be fine. Well, in this case, I must be fine.

Thinking of this, Kong Yinzi moved her steps and walked forward step by step. If she guessed correctly, this is the direction where she and Chiba and the others lost their way.

As long as you walk this way, you will definitely meet them.

……

The night market is brilliant, and tourists can't hold back the voices of tourists. A lot of beautiful figures are walking on the street hand in hand, the smoke is in the cold water, the moon is in the sand, and the Qinhuai is near the restaurant at night. Don't use the last two sentences, but you can describe this scene more carefully.

"Xingya, look, that lantern is so beautiful!"

"Yeah, it's really pretty."

"So, why don't you buy one for someone~"

"Hey, I really can't do anything with you~"

...

"Don't miss it when you pass by, ring game, take it if you get it!"

"Brother, do you want to come and play~"

...

"Aren't these people going to visit the shrine?"

Looking at the crowds gradually increasing on the street, Chiba frowned. In this state, it would be a lot more difficult to find Kong Yinzi.

"Brother, why don't you play some ring games~"

"No, I've just done it, and you cheated me a lot of money."

Hearing this voice, Qianye couldn't help but give the store manager a blank look.

Walking to a somewhat familiar location, Qianye looked around, but did not see that familiar figure.

It shouldn't be. According to theory, Kong Yinzi won't go back, right?

Qianye looked at the direction of entering the village in the distance, and muttered to himself with some uncertainty.

No way, keep looking forward, if you can't find it once, then you can only do it twice or three times, Qianye doesn't want to see Isoyar and Xiao Ai disappointed, and then again, if you really can't find it again, Qianye Ye is about to call the police. After all, the current situation seems to be a little troublesome.

But before that, Chiba continued to search along the nearby storefronts, and calling the police was the last thing he could do.

And while Qianye was still looking for something, Kong Yinzi had already walked to a store.

"this is……"

Looking at the folding fans hanging inside, Kong Yinzi's eyes were slightly curious.

She doesn't have any special favorites either. To be honest, the things that interest her are fans.

And the folding fans in this store look pretty good.

And Kong Yinzi's gaze was also seen by the shop owner here.

"Little girl, do you need anything?"

Looking at the empty silver on the counter, an old man with gray hair walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Look at your folding fans here."

Kong Yinzi looked at a silver-white ink folding fan on the counter, and a gleam of love flashed in his eyes.

"Folding fans? Then the customer really came to the right place. You must know that the folding fans here are all handcrafted by the old man, and they are all good one-to-one."

Hearing Kong Yinzi's words, the old man nodded and said confidently.

"Oh? Is it still an old craft?"

Kong Yinzi asked curiously.

"Of course, the folding fans in our shop have been passed down for hundreds of years. At that time, my ancestors went to the heaven to seek the most exquisite techniques and techniques. Even the shogunate at that time praised our folding fans. what."

The old man said to Kong Yinzi with a proud face, but this pride didn't last long, Kong Yinzi just looked at the old gentleman and continued to speak.

"It's just that with the squeeze of modern industry, the old fans are becoming less and less able to survive. A good folding fan consumes manpower, time and materials, and the price is much higher. Therefore, we can't compete with those fans at all. Compared with the cost of fans in a big factory, our shop has also moved back to our hometown from the original metropolis, alas..."

Hearing this, Kong Yinzi was slightly silent. There was no other way. With the advancement of science and technology, it became more and more difficult for these old crafts to survive. Had to retreat.

"By the way, little girl, you want to see that one, old man, I will give you a [-]% discount today! You are the first person to enter my store today. I thought that this temple fair would have more customers to experience it. The fan is beautiful, but it's just that I think too much..."

The old man couldn't help but shook his head as he watched the hot scenes of fishing for goldfish outside.

"this.."

Indeed, compared to the hot situation in other stores outside, the situation in this store is simply...

"Haha, little girl, you can choose, it's okay, old man, I'm used to it, it's like this almost every year, and no one came to learn anything, but, I've already recorded all the crafts, it's okay It will not let this technology be lost.”

Looking at Kong Yinzi's expression, the old man said with a smile.

"Ah."

To this, Kong Yinzi nodded slightly.

Then he looked at the ink folding fan in the glass cabinet.

"In my case, I will..."

"Empty money!"

"Eh?"

Hearing this somewhat surprised voice, Kong Yinzi turned around subconsciously, and at this moment, she also forgot the injury on her foot, and the moment her foot fell, a sharp pain suddenly hit her.

And her body lost her balance all of a sudden, and she fell towards the outside.

Chiba:! !

These were the last words she uttered when she was about to fall, and then she watched the ground continuously zoom in.

"Boom.."

The dull sound of falling to the ground sounded...

only..

"you.."

Kong Yinzi didn't feel the slightest pain, only a soft feeling.

"Phew... Finally got it..."

Looking at Kong Yinzi lying in his arms, Qianye couldn't care less about the pain from the fall when he ran over and fell, so he quickly stood up and supported Kong Yinzi.

Are you okay, Sora Ginko-san.

"I, I didn't... um!"

Just when Kong Yinzi was about to say that he was fine, another pain came from his feet.

Once again, he staggered and fell into Chiba's arms.

And Qianye also noticed this, frowned, and ignored Kong Yinzi's shy look, and hugged Princess Kong Yinzi up to the middle.

"You! You put me down!"

Noticing the somewhat strange gazes of the pedestrians outside and the old gentleman inside, Sora Ginko said hastily.

However, Chiba didn't mean to let her go.

Looking at the foot with a slightly wrong posture, Chiba's brows became more and more wrinkled.

"You twisted your foot?"

"Only, it's just a small sprain, it's nothing serious, you put me down first!"

Biting her red lips, Sora Ginko felt Chiba's embrace. The original queen was gone, and there was only a shy Sora Ginko.

But at this moment, Kong Yinzi only felt that her feet wrapped in white socks suddenly became cold, and quickly reacted, and saw that Chiba had slowly removed the sock on her sprained foot.

"You, why are you taking off my socks!!"

Seeing this scene, Kong Yinzi struggled instantly.

"do not move!"

However, Qianye's heavy words after that made her struggle slowly stop.

Although it was only two words, but for some reason, it was as if there was a kind of magical power that stopped Dekong Yinzi from struggling.

"You, you yell at me!"

"I'm not yelling at you, I'm just reminding you, look at your own feet, if you mess around like this again, don't you know that you will be in great danger!"

This time, Qianye didn't speak softly, hearing Kong Yinzi's aggrieved voice, Qianye became a little angry.

"I don't want your help! You go!"

"I'm leaving, who will take care of you when I leave? Well, be obedient~"

Listening to Kong Yinzi's faintly crying words, Qianye slowly calmed down his mind.

"I know my affairs, who wants you to take care of me!"

Sora Ginko pushed and shoved Chiba, and his feet kept writhing.

Snapped!

Feeling the pain in his buttocks, Sora Ginko froze.

Even the movement of thumping with himself stopped.

Staring blankly at Qianye, Qianye also looked at her calmly.

This time, some passers-by who were going to watch the play didn't stop here anymore, they just walked forward without any hesitation... They already faintly felt a bad smell.

"Snapped!"

The voice rang out quickly, but, compared to the one just now, this one was much louder.

After all, the voice does not come from a single person..

Looking at the red five-fingerprint on Chiba's face, the old gentleman moved his throat.

This... must be very painful...

Chapter 211, The Complexity of Empty Silver

At the same time, Kong Yinzi looked at the five fresh finger prints on Chiba's face with a dazed look, and felt a faint numbness in his still-raised palm, saying that the effects of force are mutual, However, for the face and palm, with the same strength, the face must be more painful.

The raised hand fell down as if she had no strength. This slap was subconsciously swung by her. When she realized it, five fingerprints had already appeared on Qianye's face.

Looking at the silent Chiba, she wanted to say something, but at this moment, she found that she couldn't say it at all. She wanted to apologize, but her character made her bite her red lips tightly. lip.

"You were the first person to slap me."

After a while, Qianye finally spoke out, her tone was flat, without the slightest ups and downs of emotion, as if she was treating a stranger.

Kong Yinzi opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say anything.

"Boss, can I borrow the chairs in your shop for a while?"

Not caring about the expressions of the passers-by outside and the store owner, Chiba said to the old gentleman with a calm face.

"Yes, yes, you can come in."