I started to hate people, and turned into the master of the old family - Yin Jiu.

But there is a saying that there is a desire to plant flowers without flowers, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows.

Cheng Yu's queen mother is right, Cheng Yu has no talent for hate, nor does she have the muscles and bones to hate people, it is not easy for her to live by herself, how can she talk about planting hatred for others, even if the immortal cong in her body is unsealed, she is destined to not be able to accumulate lifespan.

And this king, unfortunately, in addition to having better muscles and bones than Cheng Yu, his talent in hatred is only half a catty or eight taels in Cheng Yu. I did five times in one year, three of them died young, and the lifespan I got was only one and a half years, and because my own lifespan was entangled with the lifespan accumulated by Immortal Cong, one year of this year's lifespan is the life span of the king himself, and half a year is the lifespan that can be accumulated into Immortal Cong.

If you continue to save like this, I am afraid that if you save up to the seven or eighty years of this king, you will not be able to save the hundred years that Cheng Yu wants.

Cheng Yu himself is aware of this problem.

After being disheartened for many days, she finally remembered one thing and said to me ecstatically: "Brother Wei, I have a cousin, who is the daughter of my uncle, her name is Qin Buxian. ”

This is the first time I have heard the name Qin Buxian, and I think this name is unique, with a bit of a clear and noble and independent taste: "Don't envy the mandarin ducks and don't envy the immortals?" ”

Cheng Yu nodded quickly: "That's right, it's this unenvy." My mother seems to have said that Qin Buxian has been talented since she was a child, and she seems to have been specially cultivated as the next sect master, with a little guidance, she can master the way of hatred, and she will be able to excel in this technique. ”

I also came to feel hopeful, so I asked, "Where is this cousin of yours now?" ”

"Alas......" Cheng Yu frowned and sighed, "If only I knew where she was." When the Jin army attacked the city, she was arranged in advance by her father, and I heard that she and her mother had fled elsewhere in advance with a lot of gold and silver treasures, and at this moment, she was probably living a life of fine clothes and food somewhere, and even if she was found, she might not be able to come to my rescue......"

"Why didn't you come to save you, you're her sister?"

Cheng Yu pursed his lips and said melancholy: "My relationship with her is not very good, she often used my name to do other things outside the palace when she was a child. ”

I rubbed her hair and comforted, "Don't worry, I'll send someone to look for it first." ”

But in this vast continent, within the six countries, finding a person is tantamount to finding a grain of millet from the sea, how easy is it to talk about it?

But after all, I still thought of a way to find people, found a large group of people, and planted them in the Nanguo Mansion on both sides of the Changlan River, and the important towns in Ningguo, and named it "Name Pavilion", where boys and girls aged 13 to 18 can go to the museum to report their names, and as long as the shopkeeper in the name hall thinks your name is special enough, they will give you a reward of a few taels to a few hundred taels of silver.

But this method is not a good way, because according to what Cheng Yu said, when Qin Buxian fled back then, she took away a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry, she may not lack money to spend, and she will not care about the remuneration of a few taels to a few hundred taels of silver, so she may not enter the name hall and report her name.

After a year, the name hall opened more and more, but none of the children who came in to sign up for the word "Qin Buxian" were called.

Another year has passed, and the name hall has spread all over the country, and among the children who walked in, there was still no one named "Qin Buxian".

But things have quietly taken a turn for the better.

In the thirty-second year of the Jin Kingdom, I was twenty-one years old, and the southern kingdom was destroyed for six years.

Nanguo Mansion Light Wind City, light snow in the sky, the night is hazy, the shopkeeper of a name hall drank some wine, and his friend Shi Shiran walked into a green building next to it, called "Xiaomeng Building", Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng, turned into a butterfly, came here to sleepy, probably also walked in the clouds.

This shopkeeper is probably a frequent visitor in Xiaomenglou, so the boss of Xiaomenglou attached to his ear and recommended with a smile: "There is a girl in the building recently, seventeen years old, although she is thin, but she looks like a fairy, do you want to take a look at Shopkeeper Lu?" ”

The shopkeeper immediately replied, "Look, look, where is it?" ”

The owner of Xiaomenglou led him to the backyard, and when he entered the backyard, he really found a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl sitting on the beauty leaning in the corridor, bowing her head and writing something.

It seems like a dream, the snowflakes are fluttering, the beauty is writing, the frost and snow on the wrists, and the shopkeeper Lu is crazy unconsciously. The boss of Xiaomenglou bowed his head and gave his friend a look, and then retreated.

Shopkeeper Lu stepped forward, introduced himself first, and then asked the name of the beauty. It's just that the beauty frowned and glanced at him, rolled her eyes, threw down the pen and paper and ran away.

He wanted to catch up, but found a familiar name on the paper that fell at his feet—

"Qin Buxian".

The next day, all the name halls were closed, and the plaques and stores were removed.

When the king arrived at Xiaomenglou in Light Wind City, he was casually told by the boss of Xiaomenglou: "That girl ran away last night and jumped off the back wall two feet high, and there is still a pool of blood on the ground, I don't know where she fled, whether she died or not." I persuaded my son not to look for it, this girl, I'm afraid she will be crippled if she doesn't die. ”

My heart immediately tightened.

Later, I squatted in Light Wind City for half a month and didn't see that girl named Qin Buxian. Until one day, when the snow was raging, I came out of the inn and bought a bowl of wonton noodles in the noodle restaurant on the street.

But before I could move my chopsticks, I heard a cough not far away, I looked up, and my eyes passed through the heavy snow, and fell ten zhang away, where there was a person curled up, with long hair hanging to the ground, like a girl. I thought she was reaching out to wrap her clothes tighter, but those hands fell out of them, and she slowly picked up a handful of snow, hesitated for a moment, and put it into her mouth.

The owner of the noodle restaurant sighed, took a bowl of noodle soup and prepared to go out: "This girl is also hard-hitting, she just escaped from the hook bar some time ago, everyone thought she was dead, but I didn't expect her to be alive." ”

The chopsticks in my hand fell to the ground, and I hurriedly stopped the boss: "Dare to ask what is the name of this little girl?" But half a month ago, the one who escaped from Xiaomeng Tower? ”

The boss was stunned for a moment, "Ugh...... It was the one who escaped from it, I don't know what its name was, but I vaguely remember that she said that her surname was Qin. ”

I untied the hair on my body, felt the jade face in my sleeve pocket and put it on firmly, and turned to walk into the wind and snow.

When I looked down and fished out the little girl from the corner, my hands were shaking. I don't remember whether I was trembling sadly because I was in a miserable situation for poor Qin Buxian, or I was trembling with joy because I had finally found a way to let Cheng Yu live after three years of searching, maybe the latter ...... More.

The girl in my arms looked at me with wide eyes, Rao was in this environment, she already had an unforgettable good appearance, even the wide eyes were as clear as the moonlight in the best season. It's just that she's just too thin, so thin that I think the hair wrapped around her is a little heavier than hers.

The snow fell on my shoulders and on her slender eyelashes, and she saw a few flutters, shrunk under her hair and coughed a few times, and finally asked me: "Are you from Xiaomenglou, are you going to arrest me back?" ”

I walked a few steps, put her in front of the noodle restaurant and the bowl I had just ordered, looked at her and said with a shallow smile: "I'm not from there, you eat a bowl of noodles first, and I'll talk to you about the rest slowly." ”

But after hearing this, Qin Buxian put down the chopsticks he had picked up, raised a small face as white as paper, and said very seriously: "You first tell me where you are from and what you want to do, otherwise I won't eat this bowl of noodles." ”

I glanced at the shopkeeper beside me, and didn't want to let outsiders know about the hatred, so I leaned into her ear and whispered: "I am a magician, and I see that you are very talented in bone appearance, and I want to accept you to learn...... Kind of hatred. When you enter my door, although you can't promise anything else, you can be sure that you will not be bullied by others in the future. ”

Her fingers were clear, but she didn't think too much about it, but she nodded and said, "Okay." He turned his head to look at me who was close at hand, raised his hand and touched the jade face on my face, and asked, "How should I call you, Master?" ”

I was silent for a while, looked into her eyes, and said with a smile, "Call me uncle." ”

Later, Qin Buxian, how did he tell me about this encounter at the beginning?

She said that she and her mother could not escape all the way, although there were gold, silver and jewelry, but they were robbed on the road, and her mother was in a hurry to die, and she was alone in the southern country, and she hardly had a full meal.

So, I moved charcoal for the shopkeeper Li of the East Street Restaurant, made a fire girl in the storytelling house in the south of the city, and carried water in the dyeing workshop of Sister Zhang's house on Huanxi Street, but I couldn't get a few copper plates, a few steamed buns, and couldn't get a warm clothes.

"The hardest time was probably when I was targeted by the boss who ticked the fence. I washed my face by the dock behind Xiaomenglou, and I was taken by the boss there, who said that I looked very good, and I could be an Oiran in Xiaomenglou after two years. During that time, the boss entertained me with good tea and food every day, and he didn't even let me do physical work, for fear that I would add other scars to my body. ”

"You...... Will you follow her wishes? ”

"It's impossible not to be moved, Cang Liao knows etiquette, food and clothing are enough and knows honor and disgrace, you may not understand what it is like for people who have not eaten enough for a long time and are not warm to see brocade clothes and jade food in front of them. I was close to saying yes. But fortunately, when there was no change in my family, my father cultivated my character a lot, and I still know this set when I see the poor festival, one by one, Danqing, Tai Shijian, Dong Hubi, Zhang Liangzhi, Su Wujie, I still know this set. So after eating and drinking for a few days, he found a rainy night, avoided the boss, jumped down from the upstairs and ran, twisting his feet and not daring to stop. ”

"So ......"

"That's why I said that I wasn't as easy as you thought I was when I was young, and I wasn't lying to you. When Uncle Shi found me, I had been living in this environment for six years, and I still had a good piece of flesh and skin on my body. He saw that I was pitiful, and spent a lot of money to buy this little blue, and only a year later did he glue all the wounds on my body for me. Beneath the fine skin and tender flesh you see now is a scene full of scars. ”

But Qin Buxian didn't know that the original king, seeing the scars on the young girl's body, he couldn't do anything, so I could only buy a little blue to cover those scars and exchange some peace of mind. In fact, those scars never disappeared one day, and they were still on her. I do this in no different way than covering my ears and stealing the bell.