Nine hundred years ago.

The scholar took shelter from the rain and came to the barren mountain and the temple.

In the heavy rain at night, the scholar held an oil-paper umbrella that was scraped by a tree branch, and was dripping with water from the heavy rain.

"The little student entered Beijing to catch the exam, and when it rained heavily at night, he came to the temple to take refuge, and if he was disturbed, he also looked at Haihan!" The scholar hurriedly put away the broken umbrella, and then noticed that there was a fire in the temple.

He hurriedly saluted, but before he could see who was in the temple.

"Yo, big brother, in this wilderness, you can still meet Wenqu Xing who entered Beijing to take the exam!" someone in the temple said with a smile, his voice was mean, "You see that he is thin and tender, and his dress is a little shabby, but if you think that it is still five hundred miles away from the capital here, he must have a lot of entanglements on his body!"

The scholar was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked up.

Only then did it become clear that the group of people who lit the fire in the ruined temple were vicious bandits.

The scholar's heart tightened.

In the wilderness, it is not a good thing to meet such a group of people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Xiaosheng passed by here and borrowed a night. The scholar sneered, "I don't have a few pennies in my pocket, and it's all my family's money who are in a hurry not to starve to death." Brothers, do well, and you will naturally repay your kindness when you are a junior in the future. ”

"Hey, hey. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief grinned, "Big brother, it's quite interesting for you to look at the scholar, what did you say about the Jinshi to repay my brothers for gratitude." Hahaha, boy, when you get into the jinshi, don't talk about repaying the favor, I'm afraid that when we find the door, you will immediately report to the official and arrest our brother in prison?"

The bandits burst into laughter.

"Alright. The bandit leader looked at the scholar, stirred the firewood with the stick in his hand, and said, "How much money can a poor scholar have?" ”

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat. The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked bandit muttered.

The bandit leader glanced at him, and he shrank his head, not daring to say more.

"Thank you, big brother. The scholar gave his hand, and the cold wind outside the broken temple blew on him, and the scholar was soaked, and he couldn't help but twitch his neck.

"Come here. The bandit leader spoke.

The scholar hesitated for a moment and walked cautiously.

As soon as I got close to the fire, I suddenly felt warm.

But it didn't matter if the scholar was close to the fire, as soon as he walked over, he found that behind the gang of bandits, there was a girl with a cloak tied to her!

The scholar was stunned.

The girl who was tied up noticed the scholar's gaze, raised her head timidly, and glanced at the scholar, a pair of bright water pupils like a deer, half scared, half begging for help.

"Don't meddle with your kids!" the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief noticed the survival gaze and patted the ring knife on his waist to warn him.

"Brothers, dare to ask this girl if she has offended everyone?" the scholar frowned and said, "This sage has words, and he has to be forgiving and forgiving. If this girl is offended, let the big brother accompany her, and spare her!"

"You sour scholar, say one more thing, Lao Tzu will chop you!" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief stood up suddenly, and the ring knife on his waist came out of the sheath by half an inch, and he snorted.

He originally thought that the scholar would tremble with fright, but he didn't see that the scholar didn't retreat a single step, and stared at him wide-eyed.

"Damn!" the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief drew a knife and put it on the scholar's neck, and his tone was fierce, "You kid is very bold!"

The scholar still refused to back down.

The rest of the bandits watched the excitement and died laughing.

The scholar hesitated for a moment, then put a hand into his arms.

"What are you doing?" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief's eyes widened, and the ring-headed knife immediately cut a blood line on the scholar's neck, and the blood suddenly flowed out, soaking the scholar's collar along the neck.

"Don't get me wrong. The scholar took out a piece of ancient jade from his arms, looked quite good, and said, "In this way, since the eldest brother is seeking wealth, Xiaosheng has an ancestral ancient jade here." Xiao Sheng took this jade pendant to exchange it with the big brothers, in exchange for this girl's freedom, how about it?"

The moment the scholar took out the ancient jade, all the thieves looked directly at the ancient jade.

"Okay, you sour and rotten scholar, you dare to lie to us!" The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief's eyes lit up, snatched Gu Yu away, and threatened viciously, "What other valuable treasures, hand them over quickly! Otherwise, grandpa will chop you!"

The scholar frowned and said: "The so-called gentleman loves money, and he takes it in a good way. Xiao Sheng has already exchanged this girl's freedom with you with the ancestral jade pendant, how can he still take it by force?"

When the thieves in the ruined temple heard this, they burst out laughing.

"I'll fuck your gentleman!" the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief kicked the scholar to the ground, "You kid can see clearly, our brother is not a gentleman!"

"The gentleman doesn't move his mouth!" the scholar fell to the ground, the scarf on his head fell to the side, and he got up in embarrassment, and said angrily.

"Tell me a word to Lao Tzu again, gentleman, Lao Tzu pulled out your tongue!" the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief carried a ring-headed knife and made a gesture to cut off the scholar's head.

"It is really a gentleman who is righteous and a villain who is profitable. The scholar shook his head and sighed, "The sage is right, only women and villains are difficult to raise!"

"You scold again!" the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked thief was furious, and he didn't want to kill the scholar, but now he was completely enraged.

Even if they haven't read a book, they can understand that survival words are not good words.

How can you endure comparing them to women?

The bandit slashed down.

Unexpectedly, the knife failed to kill the scholar.

I saw that the scholar used the broken umbrella in his hand as a weapon to block the thief's knife, and then slapped his backhand and hit the thief in the face, and directly knocked out the thief with the sharp beak and monkey cheeks!

At this time, the seven or eight thieves in the ruined temple all stood up, drew knives from their waists, and scolded: "Damn, what a sour scholar, looking for death!"

"The parents of the one who gave birth to me are also. When you open your mouth and close your mouth, it is rude to say that ethics is nothing, which is really hateful!" the scholar was also furious, holding the tattered oil-paper umbrella, and fighting with the thieves in the ruined temple.

The scholar has learned kung fu since he was a child, but he has always read the books of sages, but he has never touched anyone. The thieves in the broken temple are all extremely vicious, although he has a little kung fu, but in the end he can't stand the crowd, he comes and goes, and soon the gang of thieves cut off the oil-paper umbrella and fled in embarrassment.

"Wasn't your kid quite arrogant just now?" The bandit was unforgiving, chasing the scholar and slashing him, but the scholar was soon wounded, and his soaked clothes were stained red with blood.

The scholar knew that he was not the opponent of these bandits, so he rushed left and right, and he ran to the side of the girl who was tied up. The scholar didn't care about untying the rope, nor did he care about whether the man and woman gave or received kisses, so he picked up the girl who was as embarrassed as him and went straight to the back door of the broken temple.

"Oops, chase after you!" shouted the bandit leader.

That scholar is also a martial arts wizard, but he has no choice but to read the sage books and also work hard, so he doesn't have much time to practice martial arts, otherwise where would these bandits be his opponents?

The scholar picked up the girl, ran for his life, ran out of the back door of the ruined temple, and plunged into the muddy and rugged mountain forest.

"Boom !——"

The rain was getting heavier, and the night sky was thundering and lightning.

The scholar fled with the girl on his shoulder, and the thieves behind him chased after him.

"Stop! Stop!" the thieves chased in the rain and scolded, "Damn, boy, you'd better not be caught, or Lao Tzu will skin you!"

Scholars only care about running for their lives, where do they care about the threat of those bandits?

It's just that he didn't notice that the girl he was carrying on his shoulders was surprisingly light, as if she had no weight.

The scholar's blood soaked in the rope that bound the girl, and the rope was soaked in cinnabar, stained with blood, and white smoke rose in the rainy night.

The scholar only cared about running for his life, running in embarrassment in the muddy mountain road.

But as if God was joking with him, he suddenly tripped over a tree root under his feet, planted a dog to chew, and then rolled down the hillside, hitting the trunks of several old trees one after another, and was knocked to pieces, his face was covered with blood, and finally passed out directly.

Finished.

This was the last thought of the scholar, and then his eyes rolled and he was completely unconscious.

But what the scholar didn't expect was that he didn't die.

Originally, he slipped under his feet and fell directly to death, and those bandits would definitely kill him when they caught up. But when he awoke, he found himself in a cave, with a bonfire burning beside him, and his coat had been taken off and roasted beside the campfire, steaming.

"Where is this?" the scholar struggled to his feet, gasping for relief.

Hurt.

It hurts all over my body!

"Sir, wake up, don't move!" The girl's crisp and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, and the scholar noticed that there was someone around him, and looked at it, was it the girl he saved from the bandit at the risk of death?

"You saved me?" the scholar was stunned.

"Yes. The girl's clothes were thin, faintly revealing the budding spring light, looking at the scholar and smiling, "Sir, I have also learned kung fu." As I rolled down the hill, the rope that was tied to me was broken, and I got up and ran away from the bandits, carrying the gentleman here!"

When the scholar heard this, his face immediately turned red.

"Girl, there is a difference between men and women, and you can't kiss her!" The scholar wrapped his shirt and didn't dare to look at the girl's little face, "You are a girl, you must know how to cherish yourself! When I wake up, I can dry my clothes by myself, where can I let the girl do it?"

"Poof. The girl laughed, "What an interesting man, sir. ”

That was the first meeting of a scholar and a girl.

At that time, the scholar did not know that the girl he rescued from the bandits was actually not a human, but a ghost.

Oni to be exact.

When he knew the identity of the girl, he found in vain that he could no longer do without the maid who was in front of the saddle and behind the horse, serving him to dress and eat.

"Dare to ask the girl's name?" the scholar asked the girl in the cave, putting on his wet coat.

"My name is Ning Jing. The girl said, and asked him, "What is the name of the gentleman?"

"My name is Xu Jingting, and my name is six. The scholar said, "The girl doesn't have to call me Mr., Xiaosheng is going to Beijing to take the exam this time, and he doesn't have any reputation, but he can't afford the word sir!"

"Then I don't care, I'll call you sir. Ning Jing said stubbornly.

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