Ever since Liu Yang was fooled out by the man and Master Wang, he has been wandering on the street. \ The street market in this Shura field is indeed a little different from some of the sturdies in the human world.
That is to say, if the currency in the world is money, then the things here are traded as long as they do not need money.
It's a reunion of things.
It looks very thin and thin, and the hat has a slight blue-green light.
Liu Yang didn't know what it was, but it felt very novel.
It's a pity that they don't have this kind of thing on them, so naturally they can't buy some strange and interesting things, so they can only stand aside and watch.
"You say this world is a little too good, it's even better than the world we live in."
"Although none of your words are right, there are still some correctness in what you say."
The world here is indeed a little bit more developed than ours.
"And there's so much variety that I can say that I've never seen a repeat thing from the beginning of this street to now."
"I'm dazzled and dizzy."
Master Wang couldn't help but sigh a little.
"The only thing that makes me feel sorry is why the currency here is so strange, it doesn't want money, but some round and blue-green things."
"What the hell is that?"
"Could it be that that thing is actually the currency here, so where are the dark coins we usually buy on it?"
This is also the most confusing to him.
"Well, we don't have that stuff if we complain."
"Who knows" "I thought that the world here was just like the outside, and paper tickets were needed, but my own world was not a master, and if I wanted to accept it, I happened to have several oceans on me."
"But who would have thought that people wouldn't accept it, people wouldn't say it, what should I do, it's hard to grab it directly?"
"But even if I want to rob them, do you think I can beat them?"
Master Wang couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Liu Yang didn't care too much about the two of them's usual needles.
Instead, they walked to a more prosperous area.
Oh, and neither of them noticed that Youyang had disappeared in front of them, still keeping their minds on each other.
"Okay, you're not happy to say you, aren't you?"
"Aren't you farting, if I talk about you, you'll be happy."
"I'm telling you, I'm talking about you, that's what I look up to you."
"Hey, you think I'm afraid of you, don't think it's great that you know our ancestor."
"If I don't clean you up today, I won't be surnamed Wang."
"Sample, do you think I don't have a surname?"
At this time, Liu Yang had completely ignored the two people standing in the suburbs behind him.
Instead, he was attracted by something in front of him, and immediately stopped his gaze, and slowly walked towards the thing that attracted him.
The willow poplar walks very slowly, as if feeling its vitality.
I'm afraid that my steps will be a little heavier, and I will gently twist and break that thing.
At this time, Liu Yang had already walked in front of the owner who made it.
This is a shop for kneading people.
But what was pinched out made Liu Yang feel a little completely different from the noodle man in the yang world.
That is, these noodle people can move and jump on their own, just like living people.
This made Liu Yang feel a little new Soon, he saw the shopkeeper shake out a bowl of noodles from a round bucket.
He fell lightly on the table.
Then stretch out both hands.
It's like a trick, pinch this dough to the left, move another strip, and make up another one in the middle.
Then he picked up a hook knife from the side and sketched a lifelike face on the round strip of the noodle man.
Liu Yang was almost mastered by this technique.
Because this noodle man is so similar.
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Not only the similarity of his appearance, but also the language of his clothes, even some wrinkles, even the slightest trace of dust on his feet, are all made to be subtle.
If it weren't for Liu Yang seeing it with his own eyes today, it would be hard to believe it at all.
Liu Yang struggled to control his breathing, for fear that his gentle breathing would be too heavy.
It may affect the speed of the shopkeeper, and it may also cause some unnecessary impact on the dough man.
Slowly, very quickly, the process immediately reached its final step.
Only the eyes have not been hooked out.
In addition, Liu Yang noticed that every time the owner made a noodle person, he would sprinkle it on the noodle person with the water next to him.
Liu Yang didn't know what he was doing or why.
But he didn't ask, but just watched quietly from the side.
From afar, it looks like a student.
Finally, the dough man was ready.
The shopkeeper handed it to Liu Yang.
Liu Yang took over with some surprises.
It seems that happiness came a little too suddenly.
"Can you give me this?"
The shopkeeper nodded.
"But I don't have any money."
As soon as he thought of this, Liu Yang's face suddenly darkened a little.
The shopkeeper waved his hand, as if to say he didn't need it.
"Thank you, thank you."
Liu Yang shouted gratefully.
Suddenly, I had some love for the noodle man in my hand.
"But why do you want to give me the noodles you've worked so hard to make?"
After a while, Liu Yang raised his head and looked at the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper didn't say anything, but stretched out a finger to the right, and Liu Yang nodded a little behind him.
It seemed to make Liu Yang look behind him.
Liu Yang followed the direction pointed by the shopkeeper and turned his head to look behind.
But there is no scene in the movie at all, and when he turns around, there is a person standing in the crowd looking at him.
Liu Yang smiled inexplicably.
It seems that the past few days have been too neurotic, and even his nerves have some nerves.
After thanking the shopkeeper, he took the loot in his hand and prepared to go back to the rear.
On the way back, looking at the noodle in his hand, the more I looked at it, the more happy I felt in my heart.
I always feel like I can't put it down.
But as Liu Yang looked at it, the more he felt that this noodle man actually had some knowledge.
It's as if this noodle man has seen it somewhere.
But where did he see it, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
Obviously, this was the first time he had seen how to make a noodle figure.
But why do I feel so familiar in my heart?
Where does this feeling come from?
Slowly, this feeling became heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier, like the tide of the sea, slowly invading him, enveloping him.
Once again, he looked at the noodle man in his hand.
Suddenly.
Liu Yang seemed to be awake.
Isn't the appearance of this dough man just the old days?
Suddenly, the noodle man in his hand seemed to open his eyes.
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But he remembered that the shopkeeper didn't paint his eyes at all.
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