Qi Yuanzhang glanced at her, his eyes were a little strange: "It's a woman." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Taiwei was silent.

Qi Yuanzhang said: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

A thief is a thief, a man or a woman is a thief, but Qi Ying and Taiwei listened to him together, and the questions they asked were completely different. Qi Yuanzhang couldn't help but glance at his two daughters a few more times.

He stared at Taiwei and asked again, "Did you hear any wind last night?"

Taiwei raised her eyes and shook her head: "It's nothing, my daughter just asked casually." ”

It was impossible for her to tell her father that she thought of Master when she heard the phrase "female snitch". Her master, surnamed Mo and named Shi Niang, is a person who is very good at light kung fu.

Everything in the Taiwei Society is taught by the master.

Without Master, there would be no who she is now.

They first met in the late autumn of the fifth year of Jianyang.

It was not yet winter, but snow particles were floating in the sky early. She was away from home for many days, and after separating from Liu's mother, she walked all the way, aimlessly, not knowing where she should go.

She is alone, her entanglement is limited, and her life is really not easy.

At that time, she was full of thoughts, and there was only one thing far away from the capital.

In order to make it easier to travel, she secretly changed into men's clothes and dressed as a teenager. But there were still traces of piercing on her ears in order to wear earrings, so she had to cover them with a headscarf and wrap her ears in them as well.

Later, when the weather was colder, she thought of changing to a felt hat to cover up.

The hat is the usual style of the Xia people, with ears on both sides, which hang down long enough to cover the ears of the wearer.

She deliberately smeared her face with ash again, trying to make herself look more inconspicuous.

When she goes out, her wealth is not exposed, and she is not found out that she is a girl, and she is also one.

In this world, it is already harsh on women, and it is even more so for a young girl who is not very old and goes on the road alone.

If she showed up on the road in women's clothes and carrying a suitcase, nothing good would happen.

Taiwei knew that her grandmother would definitely send someone to look for her.

If Zhou Ding'an dies and her grandmother reports to the official, the government will also come to arrest her, the gangster who killed her cousin. If she wants to avoid people's eyes and ears, she can't take the official road and stay in the inn.

Along the way, Taiwei only chose the trail to go.

But such a road is more dangerous than the official road.

It's just that she wanted to escape for her life wholeheartedly, and her courage was several times greater, and there was nothing she didn't dare to take, and there was no place to rest.

It was raining heavily that day.

It poured down, and in a short time the dirt road was muddy.

And the sky also followed it dark.

Taiwei was alone, walking on the road, soaking wet, walking for a long time, and finally asked her to find a ruined temple.

I don't know what kind of Bodhisattva is enshrined in that temple.

The clay statue had dried up and cracked into several pieces, and when you touched it, a layer fell off in a slump.

It was covered in cobwebs, and it was terrible dirty.

The house was also dilapidated, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. But if you look closely, most of the roof of the house is still intact.

Seeing that the sky had become a dark boulder, Taiwei gritted his teeth and rushed in.

She was covered in water, and her eyelashes were covered with heavy droplets.

As soon as the eyes were closed, there was a "click".

She stood still, and was about to catch her breath, when she suddenly heard a voice, and hurriedly opened her eyes and looked ahead.

In the corner of the room, there were already people.

It's two quail-clad men.

The two of them were sitting around, picking up a pile of firewood and trying to make a fire. But this heavy rain came urgently, and no one was prepared, and the firewood in the open air had already been wet by the rain and could not be lit.

No matter how they lit the fire, all they did was a few choking clouds of smoke.

After hearing the sound of Taiwei entering the door, the two men turned back to look at her together. Xu saw that she was thin, but she was just a poor young man, so they took a look at her, then took their eyes back and did not linger long.

Seeing this, Taiwei secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, and quietly found a corner to squat down.

She wants to say in her heart that she is not afraid at all, but that is false.

But it's pouring rain outside, what can she do if she doesn't stay here?

The night was already falling.

The world outside is even more terrifying.

Cold and hungry, Taiwei huddled in the corner and muffled in a daze.

She is already quite far away from the capital, and the road behind her will only become stranger and stranger. She can't move forward haphazardly, she has to have a goal, a clear destination.

But where are you going?

Tai Wei's eyes were open, vigilantly paying attention to the situation around him, while thinking.

However, there were bursts of chills on her body, and she became dizzy.

Just when she was drowsy, the half-broken door not far away was suddenly pushed open.

A figure wearing a hat walked in with a body of moisture.

As soon as Fang stood still, the man coughed violently.

The sound of the race was heavy, as if it was about to cough out the heart and lungs out of the mouth.

A few people in the temple couldn't help but look at the people who came.

The wind blew and made the light in the room flicker and darken, swaying like a dream.

Taiwei noticed that the two men had already raised the bonfire at some point. The smoke was as thick as a puff of fog, slowly spreading through the ruined temple.

The man with the hat finally stopped coughing and walked inside step by step.

Then the people found out that this man was a woman.

Under the hat was an ordinary-looking woman's face.

The eyebrows are thin, the bridge of the nose is not high, and it can even be said that it is a little collapsed.

The lips, I don't know if they were frozen, or if they were sick, looked blue and white, and they were very unhealthy.

Even her face was so white that there was no blood at all.

The clothes on her body were half wet and half dry, but they could be vaguely seen to be neat, the material was not too good, but it had not been patched.

She carried a large bag, which she did not know what to contain, and she carefully placed it on the dry ground.

There were four people in the ruined temple, each occupying three places.

The night was falling, and no one walked in outside.

But the heavy rain kept going on and on, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and the stirring rain curtain covered the sky and the sun, and it was a posture that wanted to submerge the whole world.

Taiwei was a little sleepy, but she didn't dare to really sleep.

As the saying goes, it is indispensable to defend against people, let alone face strangers who have never met.

She sat on the ground, hugging her knees, her back against the wall, her eyes staring at the heavy rain at the door.

The middle-aged woman, who was not too far from her, coughed twice from time to time, as if she was not in good health.

She doesn't look like she is too sitting.

Not long after she entered, she lay down.

It seems to be extremely tired, with his eyes closed, and he doesn't know if he is recuperating or if he has fallen asleep.