Knock, knock, knock.....

Xiao Bingyu stretched out his hand to clasp the iron ring on it, and when he buckled it for the third time, there was a parrot's cry inside: "A thousand taels of silver, just passed in front of the door."

Xiao Bingyu: "......"

Xiao Bingyu glared at the parrot in the cage, stretched out his hand and pulled it hard, and picked up the parrot: "Who are you?" Where's my Yufei? Did he lose his money? And ask me for money with a parrot? Got it wrong? ”

"Your Highness said that you must give money before you can enter." The parrot's tongue was pinched and spit out, and he didn't forget to beg for money.

Temple... Under?

Xiao Bingyu's eyes narrowed, he looked at the parrot with a twitch at the corner of his mouth, and pressed his forehead: "Your Royal Highness said that you won't accept my money."

"Impossible!" The parrot jumped to its feet, and its feathers exploded slightly: "My Royal Highness has always looked at money and made money, you said that he was dead, Uncle Ben can still believe it, you said that he was trading at a loss, are you insulting the title of my Highness's black-hearted fox!"

"Black-hearted fox?" A warm and good-sounding, lazy bass voice sounded, with a deep sense of oppression: "This title is good, but I don't know who took it?"

"Of course it's me! is so in line with the title of His Royal Highness of my family, except for me, a ...... who combines beauty and oneness Wait, who's talking...... Why is it so familiar! The feathered parrot began tossing its two small triangular paws, ready to escape.

Lin Yufei dodged it, and pinched it up, smiling fox eyes, long eyelashes, and a lazy voice with coldness, "I'll teach you a lesson later." ”

The little parrot wilted, drooped its ears, and poked aside as a background.

Xiao Bingyu looked at it funny, and flicked his fingers: "Yufei, where did you get this parrot from?" ”

"Oh... He wanted to follow me on its own, so I had to reluctantly take him in. ”

Xiao Bingyu smiled dumbly: "What do I want?" Okay? ”

"Come with me." As soon as Lin Yufei turned around, the parrot jumped on his shoulder.

Holding the ring and handing it to her, Xiao Bingyu checked it, nodded with satisfaction, threw it into the ring, and Lin Yufei's ring was returned to him.

When he walked out of the door, he threw the gold casually: "Ask for good luck." ”

Lin Yufei listened to the voice, and raised his hand with a smile to catch the gold coming in the wind. The voice is still lazy and good-sounding, refreshing and cool: "Be careful in everything." ”

The ancient tomb on the west border is the place where every tomb robber wants to steal the most.

Or rather, I can only think about it.

Because very few people know its exact location.

Xiao Bingyu sat on the back of the ice, nibbling on the meat buns with thin skin and many fillings, while observing the situation below.

The people were on the move, and countless people were dying, and among those poor people was a seven or eight-year-old girl with dirty and tattered clothes.

The unkempt girl squatted next to a dead middle-aged man next to her, picked up the remaining half of the steamed bun in his hand, and ran to her mother happily: "Mother! Mother! Look, I picked up a steamed bun and gave it to you! ”

The woman leaning on the stone looked at her, raised her bony hand and gently stroked her daughter's hair, and barely squeezed out a smile on her face: "Mother is not hungry, Xiaoyu eats by herself." ”

"Xiaoyu has already eaten half of it just now, and this is reserved for my mother." The girl tore up the steamed bun and put it on the woman's dry lips, but the woman's eyes were closed. The girl shook her and asked, "Mother, are you thirsty?" Mother, do you say it's good to talk, don't ignore Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu will take you to the immortals, they will definitely save you...... Don't leave the whispers behind......" he said, hugging the woman and crying.

The kind old woman passed by and spoke to comfort her: "Your mother is dead, don't cry, come with us to Xunhuan, the palace master of the Cold Water Palace will protect us." ”

"No, it's not, my mother is just tired, she wants to take a break, I'll wait for her to wake up and walk with her."

The old woman persuaded herself not to move, sighed softly, and could only be supported by her family to leave.

Later, someone saw her pitiful, and couldn't help but say: "Your mother is no longer here, can you go with me to Xunhuan?" ”

The girl was still unmoved, and stubbornly said, "Thank you, but I won't leave until my mother wakes up." ”

The man next to him was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't help but speak: "She's dead, you can go with us, it's better than starving here." ”

The girl buried her head in silence, but her emaciated shoulders trembled slightly.

Until a black boot appeared in front of me, perhaps because of the dirty road, the soles of the shoes were stained with some dirt and grass clippings, but there was still something on the side of the boots, which was a little dazzling by the sun.

The girl squinted and couldn't help but look up, only to see a man in black looking at her with his head down.

The man is very tall, and the girl thinks that her bamboo pole is tall, and it is very good-looking.

The black brocade robe was clean, although it looked a little untidy, and there were a few torn places, but it still showed that his temperament was extraordinary.

The girl felt strange, and what was even more strange was that this man was not at all different from them, although his hair was a little messy, it was still visible that the hair was soft and bright, and the bangs were half-hidden to cover the handsome and pale face.

He stared into the girl's eyes without blinking, and muttered, "It's very similar." ”

The girl was even more confused, and her dark bright and clear eyes blinked, not understanding his words. Xu was a little hairy when she was stared at by the man, and the girl couldn't help but pull away her tattered clothes shyly.

The man looked at it for a long time, faintly overlapping with the girl in his memory. couldn't help but squat down and look at the girl, her voice was hoarse and good: "Your name is Xiaoyu?" ”

The girl stepped back timidly and nodded.

The man pondered for a while and then asked, "Which language?" ”

"The green plum flies into a pair of pink butterflies, and the language becomes perfunctory." The little girl thought for a moment and slowly read out the poem.

The man seemed to be frozen by something, as if he was talking to himself: "Words are perfunctory...... Whispers, Arabic ......"

He looked at the girl, stretched out his hand and patted the grass clippings on her body, suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand, and said softly: "Ah Yu, don't cry, don't be afraid, come, I'll take you away." ”

- I took you away, but I broke my promise.

Now I'll take you away, I wonder if it's too late?

The girl had never heard such a nice voice, and the ghost put her hand in his warm palm.

The man took her hand and smiled slightly: "Twenty thousand spirit knots, very good." ”

The girl felt his temperature, didn't quite understand what the spirit knot was, looked at the gentle man and asked, "Are you an immortal?" It's so beautiful. ”

The man lowered his head, his black clothes fluttered, and he smiled slightly: "Ah Yu, my name is Fang Chenghao, from now on, I will be your master." ”

ps：。

Ahem.,I didn't plan to write about him as a fool.,But,The ending is still going to be given to him.,Ah,Seriously,I want to shoot him to death when I go back and check the text (cover my face)