Xiao Jiansheng heard the sound of soft footsteps, and without waiting for Fu Yao to knock on the door, he directly opened the door of the house.

In fact, Fu Yao didn't plan to knock on the door.

After Fu Yao entered the door, she put away the fiery red umbrella, stood aside, and said directly: "The patriarch asked me to come over and have a look, and by the way, congratulations on coming out alive." ”

Xiao Jiansheng smiled helplessly, as if he had discovered something new, and his two eyes stared directly at Fu Yao's arms, bulging and steaming.

Just as Xiao Jiansheng was fascinated, he was glared at fiercely by Fu Yao, and then opened his red robe and took out a bamboo basket.

Immediately, Xiao Jiansheng swallowed his saliva, cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Let the patriarch worry." ”

Fu Yao pursed her lips and sneered, went straight to the table in the house, cleaned up the things on it briefly, put the bamboo basket on it, and lifted the layer of white cloth to keep out the rain, revealing all kinds of steaming meals inside.

Just when Xiao Jiansheng gathered together the things he threw on the ground, on the bed, and on the chair like a thief, Fu Yao turned around and handed over a thing wrapped in vegetable leaves to Xiao Jiansheng, and said a little provocatively: "Do you dare to eat, don't say that the barbarians have treated you badly, this is the first time this girl has done it herself." ”

Xiao Jiansheng glanced at the white rice particles in Fu Yao's hands, and then at the thing wrapped in vegetable leaves, which was very rough, it was indeed like the first time, and it was 108,000 miles worse than the rice bag made by his sister before.

However, he was really hungry, and he didn't care if it looked good or not, so he nodded, took the vegetable bun in Fu Yao's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and didn't ask the crazy woman if she had washed her hands before.

Xiao Jiansheng took the first bite, feeling sweet and delicious, the vegetable leaves were wrapped in a lot of sizes, barbecue, white rice, crispy green vegetables, shredded radish, chives, and some Xiao Jiansheng saw it for the first time, but it was indeed better than the rice buns made by his sister, especially the barbecue inside, which was chewy.

When Xiao Jiansheng was only half of what was left, he asked vaguely and deliberately, "Sister Fu Yao, what is this thing called?"

Fu Yao smiled contentedly: "Rice bag, the patriarch said that you must be used to eating." ”

Xiao Jiansheng smiled and said, "Your patriarch is really understanding. ”

In just a short period of time, Xiao Jiansheng ate five poached rice, and then he straightened his stomach, looking at the empty vegetable basket with a look of unfinished.

Fu Yao cleaned her hands, suddenly hesitated, turned around and whispered, "Take off your clothes." ”

Xiao Jiansheng was taken aback, and immediately took a step back and asked, "Isn't this good, I talked to the patriarch that day......

Fu Yao's little face was flushed, she pressed her head very low, and said: "Naturally, you have to take off your clothes when you sew them, when I was a child, my mother said that it was easy to sew my heart." ”

Xiao Jiansheng was immediately relieved.

The night was dark, the rain had stopped, and the candles in the hut were flickering.

Outside the hut, after a heavy rain, all kinds of trees and flowers vied with each other, although the movement was very small, Xiao Jiansheng could clearly perceive that Xiao Jiansheng knew that this was because his mind was sharper than before after he began to practice chanting.

At this time, Fu Yao sat quietly at the table very close to the candle flame, doing the first female red in her life, doing it very seriously, but after all, it was the first time, it was inevitable that her hands would be raw, and her delicate fingers had been pricked by the long needle many times.

Xiao Jiansheng sat on the edge of the bed far away from Fu Yao, watching this scene quietly, under the not very bright light reflected the figure who lowered his head to rub the thread, pinch the thread, and lift the thread, looking at this scene, Xiao Jiansheng suddenly had some impulses, and wanted to go over and touch the drooping head, there have been countless times, his sister Lin Er has sewed clothes for him like this, and he has also been pinpointed with his teeth, but he has not complained.

But he knows very well that she is not his sister, and his sister is no longer in this world, but this scene is very similar, very familiar, and very warm.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jiansheng came to the window and looked at Yunshui City at night.

Fu Yao raised her head slightly and said, "Those companions of yours thought you were dead and left, but don't worry, they shouldn't go far." ”

It seemed that in Xiao Jiansheng's expectation, he just nodded with his back to Fu Yao and mumbled.

After a few breaths, Xiao Jiansheng said: "I will leave tomorrow, you had better prepare carefully, and don't wear red clothes." ”

Fu Yao wondered: "Why can't you wear red, this girl has liked red since she was a child." ”

Xiao Jiansheng smiled: "Because the red color is too bright, it is easy to attract bees and butterflies." ”

Very late, Fu Yao rubbed her sour eyes and returned the black robe to Xiao Jiansheng.

Xiao Jiansheng shook away and glanced at it, frowned without a trace, and after realizing the staring eyes behind him, he didn't make any comments on Fu Yao's first female popularity.

Fu Yao cleaned up, picked up the fiery red umbrella, and was about to open the door.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng handed him a neatly folded piece of fabric from behind, Fu Yao was puzzled and took it, as if she had a bad premonition, she paused for a while before slowly uncovering the somewhat familiar piece of cloth layer by layer, before uncovering the last layer of cloth, she first glanced at Xiao Jiansheng.

"Picked up from Tianhe's well?"

"It was taken from a corpse, and it was a letter from home. ”

Fu Yao subconsciously clenched the piece of fabric, her chest rose and fell very much, her hands trembled a little, thinking of a possibility, she wanted to convince herself to wait until she went back to see, after all, this was where that guy lived, and she didn't want to be vulnerable in front of him.

However, Fu Yao's legs were too heavy to take a step.

It was almost the middle of the night, Xiao Jiansheng wanted to urge Fu Yao to leave quickly, but she suddenly realized that something was wrong with this crazy woman, so she didn't give the order to expel the guest, just waited quietly.

After a few breaths, Fu Yao hesitated, and finally uncovered the last layer of fabric, and read the words on the fabric at a very fast speed, and suddenly the whole person stiffened, the words were like blood, the sky was spinning, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

When the sky lit up, Fu Yao opened her eyes with a pale face, she still held the letter tightly in her hand, and shook it vigorously, and then the figure standing by the window and looking into the distance appeared in her eyes.

It seems that there is some artifact wooden, Fu Yao did not show the kind of reserve of a woman staying at a strange man's house at night, she looked at the warm quilt covering her body, turned over and got up behind Xiao Jiansheng, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you know who Neverrin is?"

Xiao Jiansheng shook his head.

Fu Yao smiled bitterly and asked again, "Then you must know how he died." ”

Xiao Jiansheng nodded and said, "According to my observation, he was killed by someone, and before he died, he used his last breath to write this family letter. ”

Fu Yao said in a trance: "Ning Fu Lin is my brother, the former patriarch heir, I am his sister Ning Fu Yao, who killed my brother, this girl must break him into pieces to avenge my brother." ”

Xiao Jiansheng said: "Maybe that person is very strong, otherwise, the name of the enemy will be left on the family letter, the reason why your brother didn't do this, I am afraid that you will take revenge." ”

Fu Yao shook her head with a wry smile and walked away.

At noon, the old man in charge of the patriarch's life knocked on the door of Xiao Jiansheng's house.

In front of the door of the patriarch's old man's house, Fu Yao, who was dressed in a white dress and a long skirt, stood silently, she nodded towards Xiao Jiansheng, who hesitated and knocked on the closed door.

Inside the hut, on the old wooden table, lay the letter that Neverflin had written improvisely, and underneath it was the quaint thick book.

The patriarch turned around leisurely, and after confirming that the doors and windows were closed tightly enough, he looked at Xiao Jiansheng and whispered: "Before you leave, the patriarch wants to thank you for the mess of the barbarians, originally, you saved Fu Yao's life and then took her to see the deceit and blood outside, and I helped you open the Divine Mansion, this matter is clear to you, but the patriarch still has one thing to entrust, Xiao Youquan should sell the face of a dying person, how about it?"

Xiao Jiansheng listened quietly, and suddenly found that the atmosphere was a little depressing, he looked at the old man with a thin face and a slightly uneasy expression, and nodded very solemnly: "You said that the younger generation still owes a lot to the barbarians." ”

The old man smiled approvingly, looked at Xiao Jiansheng from head to toe with an appreciative eye, smacked his lips regrettably, and whispered mysteriously: "The patriarch of this clan is willing to transfer all the secret techniques of the barbarian clan to Xiaoyou." ”

Xiao Jiansheng was suddenly shocked, and seemed to feel a little out of shape, so he calmed down for a while, thought about it for a while, and thought of the cause and effect of the family letter, and his voice was still a little irrepressibly trembling: "The seniors felt that Sister Fu Yao was traveling far away this time, and someone within the barbarian clan wanted to be unfavorable to her, so there was this method." ”

The patriarch and the old man smiled easily, she now likes this child in her heart, not only has an excellent heart, but also has a delicate mind, and she can understand it at a glance, but it is a pity that her good intentions cannot be achieved, it is a pity.

The patriarch pointed to the quaint book with his finger and whispered: "The barbarian clan has been inherited for 10,000 years, and naturally it has the truth that it has stood for 10,000 years. ”

Xiao Jiansheng listened quietly, at the critical moment, how dare he interrupt the old man's voice.

The patriarch old man took a sip of water from the very ordinary water cup, moistened his throat, and his eyes that looked like black holes suddenly looked at Xiao Jiansheng's eyebrows, and said like chanting: "Little friend, please close your eyes and concentrate." ”