"Not bad. Jiang Chang'an said.

Old Mr. Qin shook his head slowly, and said: "It's strange to say, even Tu Dajun is three feet tall, and according to common sense, it is impossible for his words and deeds not to be noticed, but Xiao Lao'er has indeed never heard any news about him. ”

He said that he would return the ten taels of silver again, but the man in white did not take it, and said with a slight smile: "Since the old gentleman doesn't know, then this silver should be a piano music for the old gentleman......"

How did he know that when he heard this, the old gentleman was so angry that he directly stuffed the silver back into his hand, straightened his waist and said: "Little Lao'er's piano is played with affection, not something that money can buy, and Childe's move is the biggest insult to the sound of the little old man's piano." ”

The man in white was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "It's the junior's mistake, I'm sorry, I hope the old gentleman won't blame." ”

Old Mr. Qin waved his hand, and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly turned back and said: "If the prince wants to know the whereabouts of Lian Tu Dajun, it is better to go to the national capital 'Yongjing', where the Daonan Academy will hold a 'Daozang Festival', I heard that this conference Daonan Academy will move out the treasure of the town - the scripture Daozang Codex left by the Ziyou Emperor, please appreciate it, which can not only see the true relics left by the Ziyou Emperor, but also take advantage of this opportunity for the heroes to gather to inquire about the whereabouts of Lian Tu Dajun, it is also difficult to say." ”

"Thank you, old man, for your advice. "Humane in white.

The listeners in the restaurant left one after another, the sunset spread on the white clothes, and the girl looked at the rock sugar gourd with only a bamboo stick left in her hand, and pouted at him.

"No, your body can't eat too many sweet and sour things at the moment, didn't we say okay, you can only eat one bunch of ...... a day"

When the girl heard this, she immediately lowered her brows, and there were a bunch of grievances in the corners of her eyes. When she was sad, a string of red rock sugar gourds was handed to her mouth, and she said in a doting tone: "Okay, the last string ......"

"Hmm!" the little girl nodded frantically happily, grabbed it and took a bite, the sweet and sour taste flowed through her lips and teeth, and sweetened into his heart.

Suddenly, the little girl made a movement in her hand, and said with a sad and sad face: "Call Brother Hua, will Ruo Ruo die?"

"No, there is Brother Hua, how can Ruo Ruo die? Stupid girl is not afraid ......" Jiang Changan's tone was extremely gentle.

The little girl did not have a trace of fear on her face, and said, "If you are not afraid of death, but ...... But I heard them say that when a person dies, he is separated from the person he likes forever, and when he thinks that he won't be able to see Brother Hua in the future, Ruoruo is afraid......"

"No, Brother Hua will definitely cure you......" Jiang Chang'an said, in the past few days, he has tried countless ways to find out the news of Lian Tu Dajun, but he has found nothing, and now it seems that he can only go to Yongjing first and then make plans.

There is less than half a year left to live, and you must find Lian Tu Dajun!

Ruoruo smiled and said, "Brother Hua, why are they so happy to hear your story?"

Jiang Chang'an said: "Because they are all lonely people, only the people in the story can be friends." ”

"If you don't understand. The little girl shook her head and smiled, "But I have a name called Brother Hua, and I am not a lonely person." ”

Jiang Changan smiled slightly and hugged her body tightly, how could he not be like this?

"Brother Hua, you can tell Ruoruo a story, tell a story that Ruoruo can listen to for a long, long time......"

Jiang Changan smiled: "Okay, ask Brother Hua to tell you a story that can be said for a long time, and the name of the story is 'The Cat Who Died a Million Times'." ”

The little girl pinched her fingers one by one as if she wanted to know what kind of number one million was, and in the end, ten fingers were not enough at all, and she broke off Brother Hua's big hand one by one, until the end she didn't figure out why, she shook her head and said, "A cat that died a million times, how can a cat die so many times?"

"Because of reincarnation, a cat can come back from the dead and continue to wander in the world......" Jiang Changan took her hand and walked out of the restaurant, and slowly narrated: "There is a cat that has lived a million times, it has died a million times, and it has lived a million times. It is a very imposing cat with tiger stripes. There were a million people who loved the cat, and a million people who cried for the cat when it died, but the cat never shed a single tear. ”

"Once, it was the king's cat, and he hated the king. The king was very good at war, and he fought all year round, and he put the cat in a special basket and took it with him to battle. One day, the cat was killed by a flying arrow, and the king held the cat in the heat of the battle and wept bitterly. The king had no intention of fighting, so he returned to the castle and buried the cat in the castle's garden. ”

The little girl held his hand tighter: "In this case, the king is too stupid, even more stupid than Ruoruo, the cat is gone, no matter how painful he is, it is useless......"

Jiang Changan smiled, and the two walked through the flow of people and walked in the direction of the exit of the city gate: "Once, the cat was a cat raised by a sailor, and it hated the sea very much. Sailors take cats and swim the world's seas and ports. One day the cat fell out of the boat and could not swim, so the sailor quickly scooped it up with a net, but the cat had already become a "soup cat" and drowned. The sailor took the cat in his arms like a damp cloth and cried loudly. Later, he buried the cat in a park in a distant port capital......"

This is Jiang Changan's favorite story, but he has not yet told it to anyone.

He slowly told the story of the tabby cat, and the figures of the two of them also moved farther and farther away in the setting sun.

When he walked less than 100 meters away from the city gate, he saw hundreds of people piled up on the road ahead, as if there was something extremely fun, Ruoruo also stopped eating sugar gourds, raised his head and stared at the past with wide eyes.

But seeing that it turned out to be two groups of business travelers who quarreled for some reason, a group of congested spectators gathered and were commenting, and from time to time they became "sensible people".

The domineering side is facing the direction of Jiang Chang'an, just a slight glance can see the physical characteristics of each person, this pair of self-proclaimed superior business travelers have more than 20 people, led by three people, that is, the three protagonists of this war of words, two men and one woman, both men are nearly thirty years old, the man headed by gold and jade clothes, gestures are extravagant, enough to see that it is a rich and noble family.

The other man is strong, with his chest held high, his clothes are simple and low-key, but it is enough to see that his temperament is extraordinary, a fiery red robe reveals his strong and developed chest muscles, and he is carrying a goose wing knife behind him, he is a good knife maker, and he is an acquaintance he once met in Cangzhou.

The only woman among the three is very extraordinary, her appearance and figure are of good quality, wearing a blue gauze skirt, everyone stands aside, quiet and elegant, like a blue periwinkle blooming in the world, unstained with worldly filth, pure and alone.

Compared with the three-person battle, the other side who was reprimanded was much more trembling, although it was also a business trip of more than a dozen people, but the leader was only supported by a fat young man, and he was scolded for his weak strength.

Jiang Changan smiled slightly, just as it was a farce, and when he was about to raise his feet to leave, he heard the fat man say: "Hey, Uncle Ben just accosted this woman, and it didn't matter, what do you want?"

Jiang Changan's footsteps paused suddenly, and then turned around and walked towards him.

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