"Hey! What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and pull me up, my legs are numb! ”

"Hey, hey!" Zhiqing hurriedly agreed, and then reacted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhiqing suddenly remembered that Master often said that "women are tigers" and other teachings, but the girl in front of her looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, so naturally she couldn't be regarded as a "tiger", at most she could only be regarded as a "little tiger" who had not grown up. Zhiqing saw that the girl stretched out a pink and slender right hand, and hurriedly handed over her left hand tremblingly.

When his rough and broad hand grasped the soft and smooth little hand, a fiery sensation passed down his left arm like an electric current to his shoulder, ear, and the top of his head, and the angular face and half of his head turned red. Do you think Zhiqing is shy because he has skin-to-skin contact with girls? No, he suddenly remembered that he was actually shown by a girl when he was relieved just now, and he was embarrassed for a while, alas! Poor festival forsaken him from then on.

"Oops, it hurts!" The girl held Zhiqing's hand and tried to exert force with her left foot before she barely stood up. She gently patted the dirt off her body again, and tossed the reeds around her to the side.

"Little Master, it hurts so much for other people's hands to be held by you!" Seeing that her right hand was still being held by Zhiqing, this girl also felt embarrassed for a while, after all, she was still a girl's family, and she would always care a little.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I... That..."Zhiqing hurriedly let go of her little hand, and she didn't know how to explain it, she only felt that her face was hot.

This little girl seems to have an injury to her right foot, and she can still walk forward with her left foot after standing up, but she just took two steps and stood still, it seems that her foot is not lightly injured and she can no longer walk.

"This little sister, no, this female benefactor, I see that your injury is not light, let the poor monk help you!"

The girl turned around and looked at the little monk in front of her, wearing a gray monk's robe, stepping on a pair of coarse linen shoes, and carrying a bulging bag in her hand, although she was older than herself, but she was also a child of the same age, and she looked at him with beautiful eyebrows, handsome face, and a sven air in his eyes, and he did not look like a thief monk with evil thoughts.

"That'...... Okay, my right foot is broken, and it's hard to walk, just stretch out a hand just like you did just now! This girl seemed to be in a hurry, and seeing that her legs and feet were inconvenient, there was no one else around for a while, so she could only turn to the monk in front of her for help.

Zhiqing listened to her words, and hurriedly handed over her glorious left hand, and the girl put her right hand on it, limping slowly like a concubine supporting a eunuch.

Zhiqing couldn't help but glance at her face twice, feeling that her eyes were clear and bright, like spring water in the mountains, but why were there tears on her face? Looking at her full dress, she doesn't look like a peasant girl who needs to go up the mountain to chop firewood? So why did she end up in the wilderness? Why did she hide in the bushes?

"That's... I say... Female benefactor..."Zhiqing couldn't help the question in his heart, and hurriedly asked her.

"I'm not called a female donor, my name is Ziyun, and everyone else calls me Yun'er!" The girl turned her face slightly and winked at Zhiqing.

"Oh, Purple Cloud." Actually, Zhiqing didn't want to ask her name, but since they told you the name, you have to call it.

"I said, Miss Ziyun, why did you come to this wilderness alone? Oh, I see, you must be from Liujia Village in the east, I'll send you back to the village! ”

Although Zhiqing is not familiar with this place, he also knows that there are only a few villages on the side of the canal, which is the closest to Liujia Village, this girl must have come out of Liujia Village, seeing that her legs and feet are inconvenient, it must be a little difficult to walk home, it is better to be a good person to do it to the end, so send her back to the village.

"What? Are you from Liujia Village? Then let me go, I don't want you to care! As soon as the girl heard that Zhiqing was going to send her to Liujia Village, she immediately frowned and changed her face, and hurriedly took her hand away, wanting to keep a distance from him.

Zhiqing saw that her reaction was abnormal, and thought that she had guessed wrong, since she was not from Liujia Village, she must be from another village.

"Don't don't, Miss Ziyun, I'm from Liujia Village, I'm a monk from Poria Mountain, just passing by here. Since you are not from Liujia Village, it must be from another village, you tell me where your home is, and I will send you home, right? What if a girl's family meets a bad guy in this wilderness? ”

When the Ziyun girl heard this, she glanced at Zhiqing affectionately, her eyes were full of gratitude and trust, but her eyes were covered with bubbling tears after only a second.

"Woooooo I don't have a home to go back to! ......" The Purple Cloud girl grinned and cried, and actually scared an old eagle in the tree to fly away from the nest! "Quack... Wail! ―”

Zhiqing didn't know what the reason was, why the girl in front of her reacted so strongly when she heard her words. When he saw this girl crying, he was also anxious to scratch his ears and cheeks, not knowing what to do.

"Hey, hey, female benefactor, Miss Ziyun, don't cry? Isn't it just a broken foot, I'll send you home, and when you get home, let your father and mother hire a doctor for you to take a look, there's nothing to worry about, don't be afraid! ”

"Woooooo I don't have a father and mother, and I don't have a home to go back to, woo..." This girl only cared about being sad, and she didn't explain her words, so Zhiqing was confused when she heard it.

"No daddy? How can there be no father? Could it be that she is also a picked up child like me? It's not like ah, looking at the silk and satin she is wearing, and the red dress is dressed like a bride, how can she be a child without a parent? The more Zhiqing thought about it, the more strange she felt, and she always felt that she was not like an ordinary peasant girl.

"Hey, hey, don't cry, you said you don't have a father, then you have to have a place to live, so I can send you back?" Zhiqing didn't want to know whose daughter she was, and she still had seven or eight miles of mountain roads to go, so it was better to send her back to where she lived earlier.

When the girl saw Zhiqing asking, she stopped crying, but she was still sobbing, and she wiped her tears while saying, "Actually... I... I'm getting married today..."

"What? Marry... Get married? Zhiqing looked surprised. Unexpectedly, the beautiful girl in front of me turned out to be a married woman, and she had been here for a long time, but fortunately she was not seen by others, otherwise, she would not have been able to wash herself by jumping into the Grand Canal.

"Hmmm! Today... I'm a... Bride. Ziyun lowered her head as she spoke, and a touch of shyness crept over her cheeks. Yes, marriage must be the most important knot in a woman's life, which girl is not so shy and charming when she wears a wedding dress?

"No wonder you're wearing such a bright red outfit? Oh, I know, is your husband's family in this Liujia Village? Then I'll send you back to your husband's house!" ”

"No, no, no, I'm never going back to their house again! In fact... I sneaked out! ”

"Running out? You're someone's bride, why did you run out? Zhiqing was very puzzled when she heard his words, she heard others say that two people have to live together when they become relatives, why did she run away from her husband's house as soon as she got married?

When Ziyun heard him ask, she wanted to tell him her story, but seeing that he was a monk, she was not related to herself, so she didn't bother to tell him so much.

"Why should I tell you? I don't know you! ”

"Uh-uh, well, count me on for talking ......"

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