The sun was setting, the sky was getting darker, the twilight was getting thicker, the colors like ink were gradually covering the sky, and countless stars broke through the darkness and leaned out, blinking playfully. A faint cool air soaked in the air, gradually dissipating the residual heat of the day. The long night was like a scheming goblin, and at this time finally descended on the Peerless City.

In the Wushuang City, in addition to the beautiful mansion of the city lord Dugu in the center of the city, "Wushuang Mansion", the rest of the land that is close to a radius of dozens of miles is full of criss-crossing streets and alleys, seven out of ten live Dulone disciples, and the remaining three, but there are many civilians, just like a real city, a city composed of Jianghu people.

Since it is a city, the city's facilities, such as restaurants and restaurants, green buildings and tiles, are indispensable, at this time it is dinner time, most of the city's residents have already gone home to eat, of course, there are many people like the most prosperous and lively restaurants in the city, so the night market in Wushuang City is also quite lively.

Not only the restaurants for eating, drinking and merrymaking, but also the narrow alleys are filled with many vendors selling fried snacks, and some people are singing!

Just when the crowd was bustling, just in the middle of the shadows, three seemingly unrelated figures with all the connections between each other walked among them. In addition to Yuan Hao, Fu Junwu and Concubine Xuan all put on a little makeup, using some special means to cover their originally beautiful faces.

The color is not charming, and people are fascinated by themselves. The Buddha said that the body is a skin, but the quality of this skin can sometimes cause some trouble.

Yuan Hao didn't want these troubles, so he asked Concubine Xuan and Fu Junwu to dress up a little bit to make them more ordinary.

Only in this way can the three of them wander around the Wushuang City and look at this big city that is completely composed of people in the rivers and lakes.

It's a hierarchical city.

Yuan Hao walked through it, feeling the breath here, and his brows furrowed slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that the characters here belong to the same race as themselves, if it weren't for the fact that the words they spoke were all Chinese dialects, if it weren't for the Chinese characters written in every corner of the city, and the entire city was full of a strong Chinese classical style, otherwise Yuan Hao would have thought that he had once again crossed over to the legendary Asan realm - there are clear class norms everywhere here.

Yes!

The class concept in this city is very serious, Yuan Hao only walked for a while and realized that the people sitting in the restaurant and eating in the restaurant turned out to be all men wearing the clothes of the guards of the Wushuang City, as for the others, at best, there were only some wealthy merchants who had not had time to leave the city to eat or rest.

Obviously, there is a huge disparity between the rich and the poor in Wushuang City, and the rich are, of course, the soldiers of the lonely side, and the poor are those grass people, who don't even have the silver taels to go to the restaurant, so they have to linger on the streets, no wonder some people sing on the streets to entertain the poor friends.

Of course, the level of poverty of those who have been reduced to street singing is beyond imagination.

Those who sell are still singing, but not only singing, but also accompanied by pipa. Yuan Hao looked through the crowd of black oppressors, and saw that in the dark corner of the street, there was a young woman wearing a coarse green dress and a first skirt, who was holding a pipa and singing lightly;

But listening to what the young woman sang, it was a very sad music, and the content of the song was about a man who was arrogant and dry:

"I want to be in love with Guan Lang, Taoyuan is righteous, and righteousness covers the clouds!

Why is he a hero, but he doesn't understand the mind of the slave family?

Righteousness he goes.

The only slave family is empty and cold?

Tearful eyes ......"

The singing voice is like crying, and the voice is asking rhetorically, like a stunning face who loves Guan Yu deeply. I love him heroically and righteously, but most of the righteous man's final fate will inevitably die generously, and in the depths of her heart, she is reluctant to be separated from him forever from yin and yang, and her heart is extremely complicated.

This is really very complicated, and it is precisely because of the complexity that this song sounds so sad and lingering...... Yuan Hao didn't expect that Guan Yu, a generation of martial saints in this world, would have such an obsessive relationship among the people.

It's just that who wrote this song, and the heroine in the song is the stunning beauty?

As soon as the song was stopped, the example must have reached the sound of "goods and silver", and the masses finally dispersed in a hurry. Yuan Hao stood a few feet away, and he didn't have time to donate money for a while. He looked at the ground intently, only to see that there were only two copper plates, human favor, it was too cold, right?

Of course not! Just because the people who are the right onlookers are themselves poor, and it is difficult to protect themselves, it is very rare for someone to drop two copper plates......

When the crowd dispersed, the young woman stared at the two copper plates on the ground, quietly, as if she did not complain, but seemed to be extremely considerate. She just leaned over and picked them up - that's the life of a poor man!

"This world is ......" Yuan Hao's brows became tighter and tighter, and the little dissatisfaction in his heart became heavier and heavier.

The ancients Tao Yuanming once vowed to say, "How can I bend my waist to the township children for five buckets of rice", which was cited as a catchy famous sentence for a noble person, but the meaning of this sentence may be "As long as there are six buckets of rice, I will bend my waist to the township children"...... However, how can the poor be so noble?

When a man has a herd of children waiting to be nursed, even if he himself can be high, it is difficult for his children's belly to be high......

The moment the girl picked up the copper plate, she paused, as if she had found something.

But it was pitiful to see that at this moment on the dark corner there was an old and weak beggar woman huddled up, and seemed to be so tired that she had fallen asleep, and that there was not even a copper plate in the broken bowl she used to beg.

The girl looked at the two copper plates in her hand, and then at the old woman's quilt, and suddenly she did not hesitate, and gently put the two copper plates she had earned into the old beggar's broken bowl.

Her hands were so light, I don't know if she was afraid of waking her up, or if she didn't want people to know what she was doing?

It's just that all of this was seen from a distance by Yuan Hao, who was still standing a few feet away, and suddenly there was a feeling of emotion in his heart.

What a kind-hearted singing girl. She gave the only copper plate she had to others, and she didn't want people to find out, this kind of sentiment is really rare!

In this world, two copper plates can only buy one bowl of thick noodles. Now, her only chance to eat thick noodles has also been given up on her own. She must be penniless, right? Otherwise, how could she be reduced to singing, and how will she survive tonight?

Yuan Hao thought, just as he was about to step forward, he took out a little bit of silver from his personal space and gave it to the girl-this was just a matter of his hands, after all, as the master of a small world, he could have as much as he wanted for things like gold and silver, everything was just a change of thought for him.

He is not short of money, at least not at this time.

However, just when he wanted to show his kindness, there was a figure that was faster than him. Yuan Hao only felt that a flower in front of him appeared, and a person with long hair and a shawl, a cyan robe, and a bamboo hat appeared in front of him.

Yuan Hao looked at his back, feeling the unpredictable momentum on his body like an invisible breeze, but his heart moved but he quickly understood his identity, and stopped at the moment, only watching quietly outside Zhang Xu.

In his dark gaze, the figure walked up to the singing woman, took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom and sent it to the girl, and said in an unusually peaceful and gentle voice: "Girl, I am intoxicated with your singing, and I forgot to give it away for a while, here is a little care......

"What?" the girl was slightly stunned, perhaps she did not expect that a man would be so generous and help her plight with silver.

However, she still did not reach out to take it, but still lowered her head, as if she was very shy, so that people could not see her face clearly. But I heard her say very gently: "The right talent is really her own song and everyone is scattered, the little woman is exhausted, and there is no singing to sell." This big brother is kind, I really dare not be ashamed. Why don't you give this ingot to the old beggar over there, who needs it more than I do......

"It's really a good character...... Yuan Hao secretly praised in his heart: "Until this time, she still thinks about others, not her own ......" This kindness moved Yuan Hao's heart slightly.

So it was with him, and so it was with the man before him. Yuan Hao saw his body tremble visibly.

At that moment, the man stepped forward again, walked over to the old woman, and gently put the silver in his hand into the broken bowl in front of her.

He did all this silently, without causing the slightest movement. The old woman was still sleeping deeply, and she did not know it......

Then the man turned his head, and his handsome and gentle face was revealed, but he smiled again at the singing woman. He took out a piece of silver from his bosom again and sent it to the girl, and said in a harmonious voice: "Girl, when we meet in Pingshui, I just want to focus on the girl's predicament, and I have nothing else to do, I hope the girl will laugh." ”

The girl's body shook, and she seemed to be moved by the man's stubborn enthusiasm.

After that, I don't know if it was because it was inconvenient to refuse again, or for other reasons, she finally took the ingot of silver lightly and said softly: "That...... I can only thank this big brother, yes! May I ask this big brother's surname?"

"Under the Nie Wind. The man was slightly stunned, but he bluntly reported his name.

Nie Feng: Sure enough, it's him!

The man said his name, but all Yuan Hao's speculation turned into affirmation.

"Good name, it sounds like a gust of breeze......" the girl praised stupidly, the voice was soft, and it made people want to take care of it.

In this regard, Nie Feng smiled, the corners of his mouth grinned in a good-looking arc, he seemed to be more optimistic about the girl, and he also asked, "Haven't asked the girl's name yet?"

The girl was a flurry again, as if she was hesitating whether she should report her name, but seeing that Nie Feng was helping others with sincerity, she seemed to want to see what this enthusiastic strange boy looked like, so she couldn't help but slowly her head, glanced at Nie Feng lightly, and even said a name that would definitely entangle Nie Feng for the rest of his life in Yuan Hao's opinion: "I call ...... Bright Moon!"

"Mingyue?" Nie Feng was stunned on the spot. It's not because the girl's name is weird and evokes memories or anything, but because he finally sees one of the girl's faces clearly!

No matter whether a woman is beautiful or ugly, I believe it will not make Nie Feng so stunned, but now the face of the woman in front of her is a pity!

I saw that this woman was about sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, very delicate and dignified, and a pair of eyes containing an intoxicating affection like a bright moon and a phantom, just like her name.

However, such a beautiful face has an unusually striking bright red blood mark, starting from her left side, running through her eyebrows, and reaching her left jaw, like a knife mark. If you look at it a little more seriously, this blood mark turned out to be not a scar, but a red mark similar to a birthmark, which can be seen to be born - this is really a regret within a pity!

Nie Feng couldn't help but secretly feel sorry for this girl, she was originally a girl who could be perfect...... The woman called "Mingyue" was also stunned! Perhaps, because she didn't expect that the man in front of her not only had a benevolent heart, but also an unusually soft face: in the world, there are very few men like Nie Feng, who can have a face that makes people look extremely comfortable, elegant, peaceful, and not dusty...... However, although there was no disgust in Nie Feng's eyes, she seemed to have noticed the trace of regret and regret, she forced out a smile and asked, "Nie ...... Big brother, my face ...... Scares you?"

It turned out that her face not only made Nie Feng feel regretful, but also made her more than ten years of life feel very regretful.

Nie Feng hurriedly explained: "No! Mingyue ...... Girl, your face is not ...... What;...... You've got a good pair...... ......"

This sentence is true! Nie Feng really felt that her eyes looked very kind, otherwise he would not have disregarded himself and helped the old beggar woman first. In this era, the word "kindness" has quickly become a historical relic.

It's just such a panic, such a forcible change of topic, but in a sense it verifies her words, and she suddenly smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's a pity that the red marks on my face, from small to large, have become everyone's laughing stock." ”

As she spoke, she picked up the pipa on the ground, then gently waved it to Nie Feng, and continued: "Brother Nie, thank you so much for your kindness. It's just that the night is getting deeper, and it is inconvenient for one of my daughters to stay here for too long, and it is time to go home...... It's a pleasure to meet you for a short time, and I have the fate to see you soon......"

As she spoke, she hugged the lute and turned around and walked away.

Under Nie Feng's gaze, he walked lightly into a dark street and disappeared.

Looking at her departing back, Nie Feng felt a little stunned.

Although it was only a short first meeting, Yuan Hao could already see that the woman had already planted a shadow in Nie Feng's heart.

"What a meeting of fate. Yuan Hao muttered in a low voice, his body shook slightly, but he and Fu Junwu and Concubine Xuan flew away when Nie Feng was still uncertain.

The gears of fate had begun to turn, but he had not yet intervened in the thoughts.

"After all, this is not the time yet. He thought.

As for when, it is the right time to intervene.

That's naturally ......

It's coming!