Verse 7: Ning'er

Yu Meng ran to the bottom of the mountain in one go, panting non-stop. She bent down, her hands resting on her laps, choking softly. "Senior sister, your sword. Mo Junyan quietly walked up to her and handed her the Frost Sword. Yu Meng took it with his right hand, and suddenly threw himself into his arms, "wow", and cried.

Mo Junyan hugged her, let her pat her shoulder, and let her cry wet her clothes. He only regretted in his heart: "If I didn't insist on begging my seniors to go down the mountain, how could my senior sister have a conflict with my seniors?"

"Chong senior refuses to go down the mountain, there must be his reasons, and my sister is not wrong to do this, in short, blame me. Alas, why can't I save Shi Shuai with my own ability? Shi Shuai sacrificed his life for me, why should I give my life for him?"

Yu Meng's tears rained down, and he felt sorry for himself, and the two of them spent about a stick of incense at the foot of the mountain before slowly cleaning up their minds.

Yu Meng's eyes were red, and when he saw that Mo Junyan's shoulders were wet, he felt slightly embarrassed, and hurriedly got out of his arms. She saw that there was no one around, and she didn't know where to go, so she walked with her steps. Mo Junyan followed behind, and he also let it go, and the two of them were silent all the way.

After about ten miles, the road gradually opened, and it was about to be noon, and it had arrived at a town. Yu Meng cried for a long time, he was tired, and his stomach was empty, as the saying goes: "Turn grief and anger into appetite", so he wanted to let go of his hands and feet and eat a big meal.

The two looked for a restaurant and were about to go in, but they saw a large number of people surrounded by the restaurant, and they didn't know what they were talking about. The two of them were curious, and they unconsciously got up.

Parting the crowd, I saw a young girl kneeling in the open space on the other side, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin body, a vegetable-colored face, and a blue-black birthmark on her right cheek, the shape of which was sinuous and curved like a snake and scorpion, which was even more ugly. She was carrying a white cloth in her hand, on which were written the four big characters "Sell yourself to bury your father", and there were a few lines of small words at the end: "For slaves and maids, for servants and servants, they will accompany each other all their lives, and they will have no regrets in their lives." "It's quite handsome to look at. There seemed to be a person lying on the right side of the girl, covered with a cloth, and his face and body were missing, thinking that he was the girl's deceased father. The spectators pointed and pointed, some sighed, some mocked, but no one was willing to help.

When Yu Meng and Mo Junyan saw it, they were both emotional. Mo Junyan said in his heart: "Mencius said: 'Everyone has compassion', but looking at the way of the world today, even if the people have compassion, it is difficult to lend a hand. Yu Meng took all the silver on his body, and was about to step forward to hand it to the girl, when suddenly another group of people came from the periphery. The first two pushed through the crowd, and then a bald man came in, followed by five or six thugs, who turned out to be a group of ruffians from Chenliu County. The bald man was tall and sturdy, and he only moved his head, and the two lumps of horizontal flesh on his cheeks were shaken.

He looked at the white cloth, glanced at the woman again, and said with a sneer: "Ouch, sell yourself? hahaha, just like you, you just entered the kiln, I'm afraid no one dares to ask for it, right?" The gangsters beside him shouted loudly: "Little girl, don't sell your honor, it's not good to frighten the guests." "What the eldest brother said is that this birthmark is really disgusting, even if it is pasted upside down to me for ten taels, I will never touch a finger of her. ”

The girl did not answer, but bowed her head timidly. When the bald man saw that she ignored her, he stepped forward and grabbed her sleeve and dragged her, and the girl was taken aback and quickly withdrew her hand. Her clothes were already worn, and at this moment, she pulled them down like this, and they were actually taken down, revealing a snow-white forearm.

"Yo ho! Lao Tzu is really gone, I didn't expect this little girl's skin to be ugly, her body is not bad, this little hand is also white and tender, and I am afraid that it is enough to look at it if it is stripped naked!"

"Big brother has good eyesight!" "It's better to let this girl strip naked, give our brother a few Lele, as soon as our eldest brother is happy, he will reward you with silver and bury your dead father!"

The woman was so angry that she put away the white cloth that read "Sell yourself to bury your father" and cover her forearms, wanting to hug her father. When the ruffians saw that she was leaving, how could they let her, and three or five of them stepped forward together to block her way. The leader pushed her, and the girl fell to the ground in a fit of weight.

"Haha, big brother, do you dare to buy this little girl's skin to play with her?" said one of the ruffians. The other said: "She only said that she was a slave and a servant, but she was afraid that she would not be a prostitute, not to mention that it was so ugly, if it were me, I would not do it." The bald man patted the back of his head and scolded: "Stupid, this girl is just a little thinner, and her face can't be seen, but her body is still white, and it looks tender and tight, and she feels very good to the touch." You just blow the lamp, and you don't do it the same way!?"

"Big brother is wise!" the more they talked, the more obscene they became, and the people on the side couldn't stand it, but they didn't dare to come out. The upright walked away one after another, and the obscene watching the drama made noise. The girl whispered, "Don't deceive people too much. After she said that, she felt aggrieved, and with a "woo", she lay down on her father's corpse and sobbed.

The bald man threw a piece of silver on the ground, and when he approached, he dragged the girl. "Let go of me! let go of me!" the girl shook her head repeatedly, her hands pushing, and her crying became more tangible. A ruffian said: "Big brother, this girl sells herself and erects a chaste archway, we have given a lot of silver, and she still refuses?"

When the bald man heard this, he pinched the girl's cheek with his right hand and said, "Do you want this silver?" Hehe, give the master a squeak, and see if you really want to bury your father or fake!" The girl shook her head, burst into tears, choked up and said, "I, I don't want it!"

The ruffian smiled and said, "Big brother, you're really a stubborn girl." ”

"What are you afraid of, you don't want this silver, don't do it, Lao Tzu will play with you today. A few of you, when Lao Tzu is done playing, it will be your turn. Little girl, don't sell yourself if you erect the archway, hahaha. As he spoke, he let go of the hand that was holding the girl's jaw, and said to the rest of the ruffians, "Brothers, drag her away!"

"Don't, I don't, help, help!" cried the girl.

Five or six ruffians were about to step forward, when suddenly a woman in purple broke in and stood in front of the girl. The group of ruffians were lustful and insatiable, and when they saw her peerless appearance, their saliva couldn't stop flowing. The bald man was even more soft, and his hands trembled and shouted: "My grandfather's grandmother, mother's lamb, this little girl's face, it's so fucking exciting!"

Yu Meng clenched his right hand into a fist, and wanted to make a move, but there was still a smile on his face, his cherry lips opened lightly, and the warbler's voice began to say: "Is it? Brother Bald, do you want this girl to have a good time with you?"

"Play, of course, little beauty! Be careful of your liver, come to your arms!" Yu Meng stepped forward with a smile, the bald man opened his arms, and was about to hug her into his arms, not wanting a sudden pain in his crotch, "Wow", and squatted down.

Yu Meng sneered: "Hmph, how is it? Feel cool, right?" After she went down to Xuanyuan Mountain, she felt wronged by Chongxiao, and she was already full of resentment and wanted to vent. At this moment, seeing this injustice, he was already furious, and this kick of "flirting with yin legs" was kicking the bald man's vital point, which was really merciless.

The bald man screamed bitterly: "Wow! Fucking little girl's skin is so ruthless! It's the other way around, drag Lao Tzu back, Lao Tzu wants to ** her, fuck her straight and beg for mercy! Ouch, it hurts me to death!" The ruffians rushed up, Yu Meng was about to make a move, and Mo Junyan had already grabbed it.

How could these seven or eight hooligans be Mo Junyan's opponents, punching and kicking, with a move of "pointing east with a bucket handle" with his left hand and a move of "Cuisong slanting plate" with his right leg, and immediately beating those ruffians to the point of turning their backs.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man wanted to slip away, and as soon as he climbed a few steps, he was trampled on the top of his head by Yu Meng. "Auntie and grandmother spare your life! The villain has eyes and does not know the female king, and has offended your old man, and the villain will no longer dare, dare not. ”

Yu Meng scolded: "What kind of female king? begging to beat!" she raised her hand, just waiting for a lesson, when she suddenly smelled a stench and frowned. It turned out that the crotch of the bald man's pants was wet, and he was so frightened that he was incontinent. He was kicked and injured by Yu Meng, and at this moment the blood and urine flowed, and the smell was abnormal. Yu Meng looked disgusted, and hurriedly pinched his nose and retreated.

Mo Junyan said loudly: "You guys, bullying girls on the street is really hateful. Today's beating is a lesson. If he does it again, he will have to take his life next time. Get out!" After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something strange behind him, as if someone was watching him. He tilted his head and looked back, and saw a restaurant behind him, which had a second floor, but there was no one on the second floor.

Mo Junyan was a little concerned, but after looking at it twice, there was nothing unusual, thinking that maybe he was suspicious. He turned back to the weak woman and said softly, "Girl, are you alright?"

The girl wiped the tears from her cheeks and shook her head. Yu Meng also walked over, stuffed the silver into her hand, and said softly: "Girl, take this silver, bury your father well, and use the rest of the money to make a living" The girl held her hands in front of her chest, bowed constantly, and thanked her for her kindness.

Mo Junyan went to the neighborhood to buy a mule cart and handed the reins to the girl. Although the girl was not beautiful, he didn't care at all, and felt pity in his heart: "This birthmark on this girl's face is indeed a little terrifying, and her face is beautiful because of this ugly birthmark." Now that my father is dead, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult in the future. Oh, God is unfair. The girl nodded her head and couldn't help but thank: "Thank you, Childe, thank you, Miss." Mo Junyan waved her hand and helped her carry her father's body to the car, and then said goodbye.

Mo Junyan and Yu Meng entered the restaurant next to them, they were already hungry, and they also did chivalrous things, let go of their hands and feet to eat, and felt very satisfied. The two of them were full, and Mo Junyan went to the counter to meet the money. He looked at the stairs on the right, his heart moved, and asked the shopkeeper: "Just on the second floor, are there any guests walking the rivers and lakes?"

The shopkeeper replied, "Well, how does the little brother know? But there is indeed such a person like you, with a sword in his hand?" Mo Junyan hurriedly asked about his appearance, and the shopkeeper replied: "About thirty-five or sixteen, with a wide robe and big sleeves, it looks very chic." But he's already gone, is there something wrong with the little brother looking for him?" Mo Junyan thanked him and said secretly: "The person who just peeped at us upstairs should be him." And when he went downstairs, my sister and I didn't even notice it. He is not from the Jinyi Guard, so who could he be?"

When they went out of the shop, they saw the girl standing at the door waiting, and when she saw them come out, her face was happy.

Yu Mengqi said: "Hey, girl, why are you still here?" Mo Junyan saw that the mule cart given to her was no longer there, and knew that she should be someone to properly bury her deceased father, so she hurried over.

The girl was blessed with Yu and Mo again, and her eyes showed gratitude, and then she said: "Miss Gongzi's grace to live, the virtue of burying her father, the little woman can only be a slave and a maid as a reward." I hope the two of you don't dislike the little woman's clumsiness. ”

Yu Meng understood: "This little girl wants to follow me and Xiaojun." We gave her silver, but she marked it as 'selling herself to bury her father', but she didn't want to accept this benefit in vain, so she naturally wanted to fulfill her promise and serve the two of us. Mo Junyan also wondered: "This girl is really a believer, and compared to my generation of martial arts people, she will not let it go at all." ”

The two glanced at each other and understood their worries: "She doesn't know martial arts, she's just afraid that it will be inappropriate to follow us." Yu Meng stepped forward, held her hand and said softly: "Girl, the silver is for you, you don't have to follow us." The girl shook her head: "My father is a private school teacher, and I often hear him say: 'A man cannot stand without faith', and the little girl has received the kindness of the two of them, and she should be reciprocated by a spring." ”

She stretched out her hand to help Yu Meng take off the burden, and if Yu Meng wanted to push the girl away, it would be effortless, but she couldn't bear to disobey her kindness, so she took two steps back.

"Girl, it doesn't have to be this way. Mo Junyan said while separating the two. The girl retracted her hand coldly, bit her lower lip, and said slowly: "If you don't want me, you must dislike my face, I, I ......" She stroked her face and wanted to cry.

Mo Junyan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "No, girl, don't misunderstand, we don't dislike your appearance." Just because the two of us are people in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to fight and kill, and the girl will be in danger of life at any time if she follows us, or ......"

The girl shook her head and said softly, "My mother died of illness many years ago, and my father was tired day and night because of paying off his debts, and he contracted a serious illness, and now he is gone. I am alone, living on the streets, also helpless, and now I have met you, and I promise that you helped bury my biological father, and you are my benefactors, as long as I can repay the favor, I am not afraid of any danger. ”

Seeing her insistence, Yu Meng sighed unconsciously, held her hand and said, "Then you can come with us first, and when you don't want to follow us anymore, we will send you where you want to go." ”

The girl said "um", nodded again and again, and blessed Yu Meng and Mo Junyan respectively, before saying, "Thank you, Miss." She reached out to take the burden from Yu Meng's shoulder, and Yu Meng's Frost Sword was still in her hand.

Mo Junyan faintly felt that it was inappropriate, but seeing that Yu Meng had already agreed, it was inconvenient for him to refuse again. He saw that the girl was about to step forward to pick up the burden on his body, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Thank you, I'll carry the burden myself." In the future, my sister will trouble you to take care of it. ”

"Bah, how does it sound, like you used to take care of me. Yu Meng scolded with a smile.

The three of them walked away, and Mo Junyan suddenly asked, "Girl, what should we call you?"

The girl pondered for a moment and said, "My father's surname is Li, and because he is a teacher, he also named the little girl. She suddenly grabbed Mo Junyan's hand lightly, and her index finger swiped lightly between his palms. She strokes with gentle fingers, if you don't look at her face and dress, you must think that everyone is beautiful.

Mo Junyan saw that she had marked out the word "Ning'er", and wanted to write beautifully, so he unconsciously praised: "Ning'er, Li Ning, good name, then we will call you Ning'er in the future." ”

Ning'er pursed her lips and smiled, nodding vigorously.