"Are you the assassin who has come to kill me?" said the young man, muttering miserably.

Crooked couldn't hear what he was muttering, and was about to ask, when he suddenly remembered that they had hidden a rope next to him, just in case, but he didn't expect it to be used.

When the boy heard the footsteps, he looked up sharply and found that the girl had already run away: "Sure enough, she must be an assassin who has come to kill me." You should listen to your father and brother, and you shouldn't have sneaked out of the camp by yourself, and that's it. ”

After a while, the girl's big black eyes reappeared at the entrance of the cave, and a happy smile bloomed on the boy's face. He felt that although the girl at this moment was covered with mud, she was the most beautiful in the world, shining like a fairy, and the hemp rope she threw down was also golden.

The boy finally saw the light of day, slumped on the ground, gulping in on the fresh air. Crookedly raised his sleeves and leaned over to wipe the blood off the boy's face, the boy was stunned for a while, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the girl's.

"Where has this girl gone?"

The girl broke free of the young man's palm: "Master is coming to me, I have to leave quickly." With that, he ran away with a puff of smoke.

The figure of the girl reflected in the young man's eyes floated away like an elf

Seeing that he looked crooked, Fuchenzi frowned: "Why is it only a while, it is dirty like this." Yinuo is not here, don't expect me to do the laundry. Hey, why is it still bleeding? The dust whisk rolled up his crooked sleeves, "I'm not hurt!"

Crooked only giggled and didn't say a word.

At noon the next day.

Looking at the loquat on the table crookedly, he suddenly felt sick to his stomach, and looked at the dust whisk with sad eyes: "I said that I would cook on the fire today." ”

Fuchenzi didn't want to mention it, so he just dodged it, but he didn't expect this little girl to have a good memory, so she had to drag her heavy steps to the kitchen. But when I look at these pots and pans, I don't know what to do, it's annoying. Seeing that the dust did not move for a long time, he took the initiative to lean over crookedly, and urged coquettishly. The helpless dustman had no choice but to pick up his robe and squat. Isn't it just cooking, sir, picking up the fire fold next to it, hitting it for a while, and throwing it under the stove, the fire fold was extinguished before it entered the stove. Dusty stroked his beard and thought to himself, it doesn't seem like this, what should it be. He took out the fire fold, set it aside, and thought about it seriously.

Do you want my little old man to be famous, but he actually lost on the fire?

I don't know how long it took, Fuchenzi turned his head sideways and said to Yiyan: "Crooked, let's pick the fruit in the back mountain and eat it, why bother ......"

The moment she turned her head to the side, her eyes were about to pop out, and she held a straw in her crooked hand, and the flames burning on the straw reflected her little face, and the fire fold was lying at her feet.

Dustwhine shouted: "Throw it away, danger." ”

She had seen her brother make a fire, and she wanted to demonstrate it to the dustman, but she was frightened by his shout, and the fire in her hand was thrown out, and it was falling on the haystack, and in an instant, the haystack beeped and burned, and the tongue of fire climbed up the wall, and after a while, a wall was full of flames and was extending in all directions.

Even though the dust whisk reacted quickly, carried her out, and then found water to put out the fire by himself, he was powerless to return to the sky. The wind fueled the fire, and this series of grass and wood houses were engulfed in flames.

It's nice to look at the fire crookedly, and look straight at it. Fuchenzi looked down at his half-burned beard, and could only smile bitterly. What a sin it is to lift a stone and shoot oneself in the foot!

Sheng looked at her lovelessly, and muttered: "I finally occupied a piece of the mountain, built a few thatched houses, and was happy and free." As soon as you came, half of my life's work was burned. You really are, me off. After a moment of thought, he snorted again, "Hey! For the sake of today's plan, I can only go to him." ”

Whisk found a wooden board and wrote it with a charcoal strip: The fire burned down the house, and I wanted to find me in Ji'an

Written, the sign stands. Fuchenzi took his crooked hand: "Let's go, Living Hades, let's go to the world for a walk." As he spoke, he wiped away the two tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at his half-life industry regretfully, and could only sigh: God, do evil.

*

Ji'an is the capital of Xuanwu Kingdom, and it is the most prosperous and wealthy place in Xuanwu Kingdom, about five days' walk from Lotus Mountain. To emphasize, it is a normal five-day walk. The current two people are by no means normal, they have no horses to travel, and second, they have no money.

There is no money, and the dust has long been accustomed to it. As soon as I got off the mountain, I easily found a piece of white cloth, drew a gossip map on it, and then wrote the word hexagram, found a stick to pick it up, and worked together. Fortune telling. When you are tired of walking, you squat on the side of the road and rest on the spot.

In the evening, the two came to Lotus Town, and bought two steamed buns with the copper plate earned on the road, one for each person. After driving for most of the day, the crooked whole person was the same as the one that had just been unearthed, and the snow-white steamed bun turned black as soon as it arrived in her hand, and she didn't care, she held it and gnawed it, and looked at the dust whisk after gnawing. I had only eaten less than half of the steamed buns, and she was staring at her so much that she had to reluctantly hand them to her.

The bones in his stomach sounded, the steamed buns were gone, and he stood up and shouted weakly: "Fortune telling, marriage, fame, feng shui ......"

"Oh, that's pathetic!" the people who came and went kept glancing at the two of them.

Fuchenzi thought, his own clothes are in tatters, it is really pitiful, he can't remember to change his clothes when he has money, he can't change it when he wants to change it when he has no money, and his current appearance is really no different from a beggar.

"Pathetic, really pathetic. A woman walked straight towards the dust, and the duster was overjoyed, and business came to the door.

Just as she was about to meet it, the woman's footsteps turned, clanging, and a few copper plates were thrown at Yiyan's feet. Next, more people passed by the two of them, and more copper plates were thrown down.

The dust was completely stupid, and the beard that was half burned off was trembling: "I worked hard for half a day to calculate the hexagram, and I couldn't earn a few copper plates, this female doll didn't do anything, just sit there, and the money fell by itself." ”

Crooked didn't know what was going on right now, but he just thought it was funny, stupidly looking at the people coming and going, laughing happily, and his eyes were bent into a cute crescent shape.

Throwing away the dust hexagram flags, squatting in the corner and sulking, he knows the past and the present, and his magic power is outstanding, he is not as good as a female doll who doesn't know anything can make money, a great shame!

At this time, I heard a voice in my ear and said, "Hey, old man, is this girl doll with you?"

The dust whisk didn't look at it: "Yes, how?"

"Seeing that you are poor and don't even have any clothes and can't feed your children, you can sell them to me. ”

"Sell your head!" Dusty stood up and rushed at the man.

The man retreated stupidly, muttering, "A lot of age, and his temper is not small." ”