Shanbo still didn't move, until the tip of the gun touched his clothes, and Marven couldn't change his moves, when suddenly his fingers moved, and Yuzang's sword was held in his hand. With a blow to the wrist, the Yuzang sword slashed at the barrel of the bright silver spear.

Ma Wencai felt that his hand was light, and he saw the head of the gun fall to the ground, and he was holding an iron rod less than three feet long in his hand.

"Liang Shanbo, you are using a trick again, do you dare to fight me for three hundred rounds?" Ma Wencai is extremely aggrieved, there are still one hundred and eight ways of marksmanship behind Lao Tzu, and dozens of big moves have not been used?

"If I can kill you with one move, why fight for three hundred rounds? I'm not your master, so there's no need to guide you. Hurry up and get out, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave. Although Shanbo hated Ma Wencai, he also knew that killing him would not prevent the marriage between the Ma family and the Zhu family. Because even if Marven died, the Ma family would find other disciples to replace him.

Marven looked defeated, what would he do if the gun was gone, this time he was defeated again, and it was a move. In particular, in order to deal with his dog, I desperately killed the wolf for half a year. Unexpectedly, his dog was ineffective, but the sword was bullish again, and the iron was sharpened like clay.

Ma Wencai was very sad and disappointed, and he was full of confidence and wanted to win back a game and humiliate Liang Shanbo, but he didn't expect the result to be so tragic.

With a wave of his hand, Ma Wencai actually took his subordinates away. Walked very cleanly and did not take away a single cloud.

Shanbo bowed deeply to the female leader and said: "The little lady saved her life twice, Shanbo will never forget it, and he will definitely be rewarded in the future." I don't know the little lady, how to call it? ”

The female leader returned the salute shyly and said, "Zhu Yingtai is my sister, and I am her little ninth sister." This time, I was ordered by my sister to come to help. ”

Liang Shanbo's head is called a big, what, is there really a little ninth sister in the world. What the hell is this cake seller?

Shanbo couldn't help but hear that beautiful melody and lyrics in his mind:

"I have a little ninth sister in my family,

Clever and clever people admire.

Depicting the dragon and embroidering the phoenix is called an expert,

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting pieces will be held. ”

But everyone knows that this is Zhu Yingtai's reluctance to make up a lie in order to let Shanbo go to propose marriage, and the ninth sister refers to Zhu Yingtai. And the people of the Zhu family all say that there is no such person as the ninth sister.

But now a little ninth sister jumped out of thin air, is it a hell of a thing?

Xiao Jiumei was blessed again, and said with concern: "Brother Liang, just now Marven said that you were poisoned by arrow, how are you now?" Because of her sister Zhu Yingtai, Xiao Jiumei is quite concerned about Liang Shanbo.

Sambo woke up from his contemplation and pointed his fingers at Di and heard: "This guy licked my wounds vigorously just now, and the dog's mouth was poisonous, maybe he fought poison with poison, but he saved me." ”

The ninth sister grew up in the mountains since she was a child, and she was used to seeing jackals, tigers and leopards, and instead of being afraid, she was very happy to touch Diting's head. Di listened to her and let her touch, wagging her tail to please her.

Seeing that it was getting late, everyone was extremely tired from a busy day's work, so they immediately split up to find a place to rest.

The next morning, the ninth sister visited again, and Shanbo and the second uncle warmly received her. The little ninth sister is really smart and quick-talking, and after some talking, Shanbo understands the life experience of the ninth sister, which is really tragic.

It turned out that Xiao Jiumei and Zhu Yingtai were twin sisters. The two were born no more than the time of a cup of tea, but they did not belong to the same hour. Yingtai was born in Yinshi, and Xiaojiumei was born in Mao. Just because it is not an hour, there is a world of difference in fate.

The two sisters were born less than a month ago, and the two sons of the Zhu family died one after another. Tragic things happened in the Zhu family one after another, and Zhu Gongyuan was inevitably suspicious, so he found a monk to come to the house to investigate.

Fang Shi walked around the Zhu family compound and found no problem. Later, I heard that the Zhu family had just given birth to a pair of twin sisters, so I asked for the two sisters' birthdays to pinch their fingers. The result was taken aback, he told Zhu Gongyuan that Xiao Jiumei was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Lone Star, the father and the mother and brother, anyway, as long as they were relatives, they were destined to be lonely and old in this life.

Zhu Gongyuan hurriedly asked if there was a way to crack it, and Fang Shi said that the only way was to throw Xiao Jiumei away from her, preferably in the wilderness.

Poor little ninth sister was born less than a full moon, and because of Fang Shi's words, her fate changed dramatically. In an instant, she changed from the daughter of the Zhu family to an abandoned baby that no one dared to want.

According to her master, when she was picked up, she was struggling desperately with her little hands, her little face flushed and her voice hoarse. There were also several wild dogs around ready to bite her body.

By the time Mrs. Zhu couldn't bear to look for it again, Xiao Jiumei had disappeared. I only picked up a strip of cloth, saying that the baby girl was taken away by Ziyun Shitai of Ziyun Nunnery.

Xiao Jiumei has been chanting scriptures and practicing martial arts with her master in the mountains since she was a child, and she never knew who she was. The master also gave her the Dharma name called Chen, which means that there is no one in the world. He also said that she was not finished, so he did not shave her hair.

It wasn't until one day that her sister Zhu Yingtai found her with a strip of cloth, and the sisters recognized each other, and she knew her tragic life experience. From then on, the sister would visit her every year, and she stayed for two or three months at a time, so the two sisters had a deep relationship and talked about everything. She also knew about her sister and Sambeth.

Although they knew that Xiao Jiumei was still alive, Zhu Gongyuan and his wife had never seen her, nor did they say that they would let her go home.

After listening to Xiao Jiumei's life experience, Shanbo couldn't help but burst into tears. has a family and doesn't let him go back, but his father and mother don't recognize him, this fate is too tragic! God, do you still have a conscience!

Uncle Shan was sad, and the second uncle, who had been sitting next to him silently, suddenly whimpered and said: "Good boy, no one loves you, uncle loves you, if there is any difficulty in the future, you will come to the uncle, and the uncle will help you desperately." ”

Xiao Jiumei was moved to tears, comforted Shanbo and the second uncle, and said: "Look at my junior sisters, they are all orphans, they don't know who they are, and they don't know where their home is. They were all picked up by Master when he was traveling. I'm luckier than them, at least I have a sister who loves me, buys me a lot of things, and comes to stay with me for a few months every year. ”

Shan Bo followed the words of Xiao Jiumei and said: "From today on, you are my own sister, and I am your real brother." I don't want the second uncle, so I'll give it to you and let him love you well. Come, my brother will sing you a song, and you won't be sad after singing. ”

Shanbo actually didn't like to sing, because the five tones were incomplete, so he heard him shouting at the top of his voice: "Nine sisters and nine sisters, beautiful sisters, nine sisters and nine sisters, red buds; ……”

Although it was hard to hear, Xiao Jiumei listened very seriously and moved, this was the first time someone sang for her, and her name was still in the song.

Seeing that Xiao Jiumei was no longer sad, Shan Bo suddenly said seriously: "There is a major matter related to my life and death, I must ask, is that sister considered a relative?" ”

Xiao Jiumei smiled with a "poof" and said, "When that Fang Shi said it, I wasn't full moon yet, how did I know." Do you really believe in these things, my sister doesn't believe them. ”

Samber made a righteous appearance and said, "Of course I don't believe it anymore. What kind of father and mother, it is all feudal superstition, stupid, and ridiculous. It's terrible to be uneducated.

When you get back, I'll help you find the monk and see what the hell is going on. Catch him, and I'll put eight words on his face: 'See whomever to whom.' ’”

"Brother Liang, are those four words?"

"No, it's eight, four on the left side of the face and four on the right side."

Xiao Jiumei felt that Liang Shanbo was getting more and more kind, so she quietly took off the scarf on her face. Uncle Shan occasionally turned around and saw the appearance of the little ninth sister, and was stunned. is another Zhu Yingtai, and I can't find a difference at all. Shanbo suddenly felt that his head was extremely big, what if he made a mistake in the future.

Xiao Jiumei smiled and said, "Except for our two sisters, no one in the world knows what is different between the two of us. For your sake, I will tell you secretly that I have a red mole behind my left ear, which is so small that I can't find it if I don't look closely, and my sister doesn't have it. ”

Shanbo looked at Xiao Jiumei, remembered Zhu Yingtai, who was worried about him, and suddenly sullen.

Xiao Jiumei was very smart and whispered, "Do you miss my sister?" I have a way for you to meet my sister. But in the future, you will go to Ziyun Nunnery with your sister to see me, and you will sing to me. ”

Shanbo said embarrassedly: "My singing is too ugly, it is better for you to memorize the tune and lyrics, and sing it yourself in the future." ”