"When you get old, you talk a lot. Don't mind my talkativeness." Old John said with a sigh.

"How can it be, as the saying goes, a good family has an old man, and if there is a treasure. Your teachings have benefited me a lot." Simon said with a smile.

"Okay, today's treatment is over, how do you feel?" Simon pulled out the last silver needle, said with a smile, and then carefully disinfected the silver needle.

Old John got up and stretched his muscles and bones: "Don't say it's much more comfortable, it's just that the needle stick is a little hot."

"Under normal circumstances, I stimulate the acupuncture points with silver needles, which can revive the aging flesh and blood around it. The more warm it is, it means that the flesh and blood in that place has recovered. Get a good night's sleep, and tomorrow will be more comfortable than now."

"That's good, I have no doubts about your ability."

"Actually, your kid is a person with a strong subjective consciousness. Don't look at what you said just now. You will benefit a lot, but what should you do or how to do it? Other people's words are at most a reference and can't control your thoughts." Old John continued. .

Simon opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't spit out the words, because he seemed to be such a person.

"If it sounds good, it's called consistency, and if it doesn't sound good, it's just a muscle. People with such a personality are good, and they are not good.

The key is to have a good direction, otherwise it is very easy to go the wrong way. So Simon, don't go the wrong way. "

Simon smiled bitterly and said, "Old John, is this going around or trying to get me and Chekwen to get along?"

"I didn't say it." Old John waved his hand, and the next moment he smiled again: "But if you can think of this for yourself, it shows that you are very wise and talented."

Simon shook his head: "Old John, you said so, if I don't accept it, then I really don't know the good or the bad. I just don't have a good sense of Chekwen, and the others are nothing, if he wants to, It’s okay to get acquainted again.”

"Okay, I'll invite Chekwin over for dinner tomorrow, and then I'll be a peacemaker." Old John smiled.

"Okay, listen to your old age."

When Simon returned home, the big white mouse shrunk in a corner and dared not go out. A pair of squinted eyes and silent foreheads looked at this familiar and unfamiliar point.

From today, the big white mouse will also stay in his house for a while, and Simon needs to tune it well.

After sitting at home for a few minutes, Simon remembered the singing woman that Faro and the others talked about today.

He was curious about it and was going to see it.

In order to prevent accidents, he led the three dogs out, and the old cat also brought the old cat, forget the big white mouse.

Pineapple Street, quite far from where he was, he went to Old John's house to borrow a carriage.

The city at night is a paradise for the homeless and outlaws. On the streets, there are always drunkards hanging on their shoulders, and sneaky figures secretly looking at the carriage.

But when they saw the groom, they all retreated.

The groom was Old John's bodyguard, and he deliberately exposed the pistol on his waist to deter those daring bandits.

Soon they came to Pineapple Street. The carriage was parked in an alley. Simon led three dogs and got out of the car with an old cat in his arms. He looked like the stupid son of a landlord.

"Mr. Simon, it's not far from the outer city, and the staff is complicated, so don't get off the bus." The bodyguard reminded.

"It's okay, I have something on me, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Simon wanders the streets of Pineapple with three dogs on a leash.

There was no one on Pineapple Street, and it was very quiet. He kept walking forward, walking halfway down the street, and only then did he see a figure, and there were still many people.

The homeless hid in the alleys and looked out furtively. Some drunks leaned against the walls of the street and became noisy while drinking.

Going forward, he also saw a small table built with wooden boards, and there were several workers cleaning the small table around.

In front of the small table stood a fat man in gorgeous clothes, about forty years old, who commanded the workers who cleaned the table.

Simon felt curious and looked left and right to see a small alley where a homeless man was nestled.

The homeless man shivered when he saw the amazing three dogs, and quickly got up, holding his only belongings, and was about to run.

Simon hurriedly stopped him, who knew that he didn't listen at all and ran faster, making Simon very depressed.

"It's all your fault for being too fierce, scaring him away, and laughing at me." Simon put the pot on Sangou's head decisively.

The three dogs were speechless and tried to smile, but the result was even uglier.

Forget it, stop laughing, it's too embarrassing for you.

Simon walked to the next alley. They looked at the three dogs who were laughing so strangely and ugly. Several people were frightened and ran away again. One was still lame, dragging a lame leg and running away.

Your uncle's.

This is no way.

Simon decisively let go of the robbers: "Bring them to me, don't hurt anyone."

The robbers who are not bound by the dog leash ran out happily. Those homeless people lived outside all year round, sleeping in the air, and those who were malnourished were the opponents of the robbers.

The robber ran to the end of the alley like a wind and blocked them. The robber grinned, and the roar came from his throat, which was very infiltrating.

The homeless people were frightened and ran back again, but Xiao Xiaoer blocked them. The four homeless people sat on the ground in fright, turned around and crawled back, but the robber came over.

The four homeless hugged and shivered~lightnovelpub.net~ kept begging for mercy.

"I'm just going to ask you a little something, you are running a fart." Simon said unhappily.

"The main reason is that your dog is too fierce... no, too mighty."

"Master, what do you want to ask, we will tell you everything we know."

"That's right."

"Who is the big fat man in front and what is he doing?" Simon asked.

"He is a rich man in Pineapple Street. This is setting up a performance stage for Princess Snow."

"Who is Princess Snow?"

"Princess Snow is the beauty of our Pineapple Street. She often comes out to sing at night. We don't know her specific name, and she doesn't say it, but she likes to wear a snow-white dress, so we call him Princess Snow. ."

"Will Princess Snow appear tonight?"

"It should be. She appears every night. You can see that the people around you are waiting for her. However, the time of her appearance is not certain, and sometimes she does not appear until late at night."

Simon nodded, ready to wait here and see what this Snow Princess is.

"Master, you also came to see Princess Snow." A homeless man asked cautiously.

"Well, I've heard of her name, so come and see."

"Master, let me tell you, Princess Xue's beauty is such a shock."

"Shocking?!"

"That's right, that's the word, she's prettier than the actors in the newspapers. I think she's the most beautiful woman."

"Have you ever seen a beautiful woman? This uncle looks like a rich young master at first sight. If you haven't seen any beautiful woman before, don't be embarrassed in front of the uncle. But then again, Princess Snow is really beautiful."