Although she said that she was independent, when the Twelve Really came to the realm of the Seven Star Sword Courtyard alone, she was at a loss.

Twelve, who didn't know what to do next, could only follow the flow of people and walk forward, but when he reached the end, he found that it was just a bulletin board in front of him that said no need to register.

As for the news of the formation of the provisional army written on it, after twelve entanglements, it was decided to forget it, after all, if you go yourself, you will also drag others back, not to mention that you are determined to be independent, if you go to join the temporary army, then the meaning of going to the front line alone is not in vain.

But after leaving the camp, Twelve fell into confusion again, but she didn't know where to go when the earth was big, in fact, even Twelve herself couldn't figure out what she thought, obviously there were four prefectures close to the front line, but she chose Zhuang Jia Mansion.

Is it because that man's hometown Luling City is in Zhuangjia Mansion, and he subconsciously wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors?

However, Twelve immediately ruled out this idea, but he had no feelings for the man himself, so it was even more impossible to have the idea of recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors, even if he took 10,000 steps back and wanted to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, he would not have that chance, after all, the Beishan family had been wiped out by that man many years ago.

I came here probably because among those place names, only the three words Zhuangjiafu are familiar to me.

"Senior sister is alone?"

Just as Twelve was standing in a daze, a refresh-looking Chixia Heavenly disciple stepped forward and asked, with a smile on his face that he thought was very charming.

Twelve looked at this person who was close to him, his face was inexplicable, he didn't know him, why did he talk to him, and his cultivation was lower than his own, shouldn't he call himself senior sister?

Looking at the lewd smile on the man's face, Twelve was sure that this must be a bad person, thinking of the Twelve here, he turned around and ran away without saying a word, after all, the salted fish benefactor said that when a person is out of the house, he can't talk to people he doesn't know at will, especially those who look strange.

"Wait, junior sister, senior ......"

However, as the man spoke, Twelve ran even faster, and after a while, he disappeared from the sight of the male disciple.

The male disciple beat his chest and paused, and finally saw a cute-looking fellow running away like this, and the flower of his love withered before it began to bloom.

But immediately, a passing White Feather Immortal Palace disciple asked him to plant a new seed of love, "The beautiful White Feather Immortal Palace Senior Sister in front, please stay." ”

When Twelve stopped, he found himself in the middle of the market, bustling and lively, looking at this scene of market life, Twelve thought of his mother.

The first time I took to the streets was on my fourth birthday.

The mother, who had always been submissive to that man that day, didn't know why she mustered up the courage and secretly took herself to the street, maybe because of the death of her half-brother, or maybe because it was her birthday.

But no matter what, being able to leave that little dark room was already very satisfying for Twelve, even if he had to go back later.

Because my mother always interceded for herself, she was beaten and scolded by that man, but even so, at this time, my mother still muttered, "We have to go back early, otherwise no one will cook for your father." ”

However, the funny thing is that the man has never eaten the food cooked by his mother, but his mother still enjoys it.

Twelve nodded sluggishly, because Beishan Tianchang didn't like what others said when he was doing experiments, so Twelve hadn't spoken for a long time, so much so that Twelve even forgot how to say the word "good".

After going to the street, Twelve found that the sun was so dazzling, and he couldn't open his eyes, but he still felt very cold, probably because it was just early spring, although he was on the street, but Twelve still felt that the noisy place was far away from him, not only the street but also the world.

A commotion pulled Twelve back from his memories, and following the sound, it was from the bun shop not far away, and there were a few ragged people in front of the bun shop.

The middle-aged shopkeeper who sold steamed buns kept waving his hand and said, "No, no, you come four or five times a day, one is a swarm of bees, give you all the buns, then who will give charity to my family!"

"Shopkeeper Li, I told you to ignore this group of people at the beginning, you don't believe it, now it's planted, hahaha......" The thin monkey stall owner who was watching the play on the side sneered.

"Go, go, sell your noodles. The shopkeeper Li of the bun shop said angrily.

"Shopkeeper, I know you are a kind person, I beg you to give us a few buns, if it weren't for the Heavenly Demon destroying our hometown, we wouldn't have fallen into this kind of field, I swear we will never come back. A refugee man kowtowed to Shopkeeper Li as he spoke.

Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper Li couldn't bear it, but when he thought that he had been giving it for several days in a row, there were dozens of people who came to him every day to ask for buns, and the most one day was even as high as hundreds.

Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Li hardened his heart again, and tilted his head aside to avoid looking at these refugees.

"Yes, good Samaritan, you've been giving it for days, so let's take it as the last day. A middle-aged woman also spoke.

As soon as the shopkeeper Li heard this, he immediately became angry: "You also know that you have been asking for several days, I am a bun shop, not a good deed hall, and I also want to support my family! I come to my house every day to ask for it, this street is so long, why don't you go to other houses!"

"We're going to get through it, but they don't give it. ”

"Then I should give it to you, right?" After speaking, Shopkeeper Li walked directly into the store and closed the door, not even doing business.

"No, the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper. ”

"Good Samaritan, I beg you to ......"

Despite the refugees' pleas, Mr. Li closed the door.

The refugees all looked at the middle-aged woman who said the wrong thing in disgust, and the middle-aged woman cried directly, she didn't want to do this, her eight-year-old daughter was already hungry.

And the refugees who were hiding from a distance and watching also bowed their heads in disappointment.

Just as the refugees kneeling in front of the bun shop got up, Twelve walked over and told them to wait for a while, and as he spoke, Twelve knocked on the door of the bun shop.

"I said, you're not done. Before the door opened, the voice of shopkeeper Li came out.

When he opened the door and found a fairy standing in front of the door, with hair as white as snow and wearing a Chixia Heavenly Dao robe, Shopkeeper Li hurriedly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you, I thought it was that group of refugees." ”

Although Shopkeeper Li was under the jurisdiction of the Seven Star Sword Academy, he still recognized the Taoist uniforms of the number one faction in Liangzhou, and these fairy immortals could afford to offend himself as a mortal.

"Well, I want to buy all your buns, do you think these are enough?" Twelve took out a Xuanjing and said weakly.

Shopkeeper Li swallowed his saliva, and the fairy shot with a different reaction, "It's a lot, but all my buns add up, to say the least, there are twenty or thirty drawers, are you sure you want them all?"

"Well, all of them. ”

After buying the buns, under the leadership of those refugees, Twelve came to a dilapidated Taoist temple in the slums of Xicheng, and when Twelve stepped into the Taoist temple, a hundred pairs of eyes looked at Twelve, and Twelve was so frightened that he took half a step back.

When they learned that Twelve had bought steamed buns, they kowtowed to Twelve, but Twelve couldn't persuade them.

Seeing the refugees eating the steamed buns with happy faces, Twelve also felt very happy, and some of them even ate the steamed buns with tears in their eyes.

The first time I bought a bun was bought by Brother Yunxiao, when my mother took me to the street, I also wanted to buy a big meat bun for myself to eat, but when my mother paid for it, I found that there was only one spirit knife coin left on it, and the meat bun needed two spirit knife coins, so they didn't buy the bun and were scolded by the stall owner.

When my mother saw the old man selling rock sugar gourds, she happily squatted down and said to herself, "Do you want to eat rock sugar gourds?

Before he could nod, he was pulled by his mother to the old man who sold rock sugar gourds.

Looking at the Yin red in his hand one by one, Twelve didn't know how to put it down, this string of Yin red reminded Twelve of the little black room, when she was lying on the cold platform, when the man opened her intestines, the Yin red in her body was also a series of non-stop, could this thing be made of her own blood?

"Don't you like it?" Seeing that she was just staring at the rock sugar gourd in her hand, she thought she didn't like to eat it, but in fact, she just didn't know how to eat it.

After a while, my mother realized that she didn't know how to eat, and her mother smiled and said gently, "Come, my mother will teach you." ”

Under the guidance of his mother, Twelve finally fed the rock sugar gourd into his mouth, and the moment the rock sugar gourd melted in his mouth, a strange and nostalgic taste spread in his mouth, and this taste not only flowed into Twelve's stomach, but also into Twelve's heart.

Suddenly, Twelve didn't feel so cold.

"Is it sweet?" asked the mother expectantly.

At this time, Twelve realized that the original taste in the mouth was called sweet.

Twelve's eyes smiled into two crescents, and she handed the rock sugar gourd in her hand to her mother's mouth, letting her mother taste whether it was sweet or not.

The mother didn't taste it, she just hugged herself, her body couldn't help but tremble, although Twelve didn't see the mother's expression, but she knew that the mother was crying.

Although that embrace was not gentle at all, and even strangled himself almost out of breath, in that embrace, the twelve senses were very reassuring.

Twelve stretched out his little hand and gently touched his mother's back, just like when she was still in swaddling clothes, her mother coaxed her.

"Alright, let's go home. I don't know how long it took, but the mother who had collected her emotions smiled and let go of herself and said.

"Mother, eat. ”

The mother was stunned, her eyes were red, and after trying her best to restrain her emotions and eat a rock sugar gourd, a tear slipped down her cheek.

She smiled and said, "It's so sweet." ”

It was the first time Twelve knew that people could laugh and cry.

It's a pity that my mother can't eat rock sugar gourds anymore.