After staying in the mansion of Su Fatzi in the Holy River City for five days, Chu Liuzhen left. Su Jingyan sent it outside the city gate, crying reluctantly, "Little Brother Chu, you have to come back from time to time to see the fat brother...... The numbness of the words made the officers and soldiers and squires outside the city gate look sideways. Chu Liuzhen just patted Su Jingyan's shoulder lightly and left without saying a word.

The quickest way to get from Shenghe City to Jingzhou is by water, along the Han River into the Yangtze River to Jinan County in Jingzhou, and then down the river to Da'an City in Gangneung County.

The Han River has always been the main route for the counties of Daliang and Lankao to transport tribute to the Central Plains. It was not easy to walk along the way, and there were many dangers on the beach, but fortunately, Chu Liuzhen made a generous move and rented a relatively stable building boat.

Chu Liuzhen, who had never been on a boat, came to Jinan County without danger. When he arrived in Jinan County, he could actually continue to take the boat east, but Chu Liuzhen really couldn't stand the boredom on the ship, so he decisively chose the land route.

At this time, it is the end of February, and many of the early spring flowers have already bloomed, and the grass green everywhere is very pleasant. Chu Liuzhen, who had been walking for a long time, sat in a tea shop on the side of the official road to rest, and by the way, he thought about what to do in the future, it was meaningless for the master to go back to Xishan after leaving, but the world was so big, and he didn't have a place to go. Chu Liuochre is sometimes very confused, there has been no hope of recovering the country, and some of the humeral ministers of Western Chu have also disappeared, and there are officials from the old Western Chu who continue to be officials in the dynasty, but they are no longer loyal to Western Chu.

The master once said to Chu Liuzhen that on the day of the destruction of the Western Chu Kingdom, more than 50 officials in the imperial court committed suicide, and there were also some talented people who were unwilling to accept the solicitation of the Xueye Dynasty and lived in seclusion.

These are all very good, at least it shows that Xichu was very trusted in the hearts of the people.

Just as Chu Liuzhen was thinking carefully, a dirty hand quietly stretched out. Chu Liuzhen sneered and did not stop it.

That hand directly took the long sword that Chu Liuzhen had placed beside him, and then left quickly. Chu Liuzhen just pretended not to know, and waited for the man to go away before quietly following.

That's what makes it fun.

It wasn't until midnight that the man stopped in a dilapidated temple. A fire was lit, and the man with a dirty face took out a piece of cold hard steamed bun from his bosom and set it on the fire and roasted it. Then, he took out Chu Liuzhen's long sword and looked at it carefully.

But looking at the man's eyes, he seemed to be very disappointed. He casually threw the long sword on the grass beside him and stared at the steamed buns on the fire.

Chu Liuzhen smiled bitterly, this guy actually dislikes his Su Lou sword, you must know that although your sword is not the top ten famous swords in the world, it is not small. The previous owner of this sword was the sword of the hall master of Yin Hua Hall who was destroyed by Qin Feng, and Yin Hua Hall was the main gate of the rivers and lakes before, so this hall master sword was not so bad.

Chu Liuzhen's eyes rolled, his body turned and floated to the top of the temple, and he lowered his voice, "You guy, you actually dare to steal the sword of my Blood Demon Ancestor, are you really impatient?"

Sure enough, the little beggar in the temple stood up in a panic, and the steamed buns that had been roasted for a long time fell into the fire all of a sudden, and the little beggar said "ah" and hurriedly went to pick up the steamed buns.

"Did I let you pick it up?" The last word was the use of internal force, and the little beggar hurriedly covered his ears, jumped up and shouted loudly, "What a broken sword, just give it back to you......"

Chu Liuzhen jumped down from the hole in the roof of the temple, and the little beggar was frightened and moved towards the corner of the wall. But when he saw that it was only a young man, he relaxed his vigilance.

"Why, when you see the ancestor, you are not afraid?" Chu Liuzhen took advantage of the setting sun to look at the thin beggar in front of him.

At a glance, you can see that it is a young girl. It seems that he has never learned to change his face, that is, to tie his hair into a bun, but he has ignored the heavy thing on his chest. It looks quite delicate, but his face is dirty and he can't see his original appearance clearly. He was slender, dressed in shabby clothes, and his eyes shone brightly in the light of the fire, like a pair of black gems.

The little beggar dressed as a man snorted, "Who will be afraid of you? Isn't it just a broken sword......?"

Chu Liuzhen looked at the place pointed by the little beggar, and was immediately stunned, there were piles of various weapons under the broken Buddha statue. And several of them look pretty good.

"Isn't it just a sword, I have a lot of it, if you want me, I can give you one......" Seeing Chu Liuzhen's stunned appearance, the little beggar said proudly.

Chu Liuzhen smiled helplessly and said, "Girl, are these weapons yours?"

The little beggar who was seen through his identity was not angry, and continued proudly, "Who told you that it wasn't mine? You can't underestimate me, annoy me, and don't have your good fruit to eat." ”

Chu Liuzhen took a few steps forward and picked up his long sword, and was about to leave the temple.

"Hey, why are you like this? put my steamed buns in the fire and go away like this?" the little beggar did not give in.

Chu Liuzhen turned around, "Girl, don't take an inch, if it weren't for the fact that you are a girl, I wouldn't be so easy to talk to......"

This sentence was full of threat, and the little beggar was indeed taken aback, but in a blink of an eye, he continued to entangle Chu Liuzhen, "Are you a man?" That steamed bun is my dinner tonight, and now it's gone, you want to starve me to death." ”

Chu Liuzhen frowned, reached out and took out a gold ingot from his arms and threw it at the feet of the little beggar, "Is it enough to buy you a steamed bun?" After speaking, he ignored the little beggar and turned to leave the temple.

Before he had taken two steps, Chu Liuzhen stopped, and turned around impatiently, "What do you want to ......?"

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant gold hit his chest, Chu Liuzhen lowered his head, but it was the piece of gold that was thrown by the little beggar. Looking at the little beggar standing at the gate of the broken temple, Chu Liuzhen smiled.

After the little beggar threw away the gold, he turned around and went into the broken temple angrily, cursing in a low voice, "You actually look at me, damn it......"

Chu Liuzhen smiled dumbly, shook his head helplessly and picked up the gold on the ground, thought about it or returned to the broken temple, standing at the door, Chu Liuzhen asked softly, "You really don't want ......it?"

In the face of Chu Liuzhen's ridicule, the little beggar pretended not to know, lowered his head and pulled in the fire, picked out the steamed bun that was burned into charcoal, lowered his head and pouted his buttocks, and blew cool air on the steamed bun with his mouth.

Chu Liuzhen stepped forward silently, gently pulled the little beggar's sleeve, and said softly, "This can't be eaten, don't blow it......" The little beggar ignored himself, and didn't even look at Chu Liuzhen.

Chu Liuzhen stood aside, looking quite embarrassed, looking at the little beggar's serious appearance was quite cute, Chu Liuzhen thought to himself.

"I'm going to catch a pheasant for you, and I'll roast it for you?"

"I'm going to buy you another steamed bun?"

"You don't want to do that, okay?"

"Stop blowing ......"

"Hey......" No matter what Chu Liuzhen said, the little beggar was treated as air, and there was no reaction at all. Chu Liuzhen stepped forward angrily and stepped on the scorched black charcoal.

Only then did the little beggar raise his head and stare at Chu Liuzhen viciously, but he didn't say a word.

Chu Liuzhen's heart was furious when he was seen, and he deliberately coughed twice to strengthen his courage, "You, don't look at me like this." I'll just compensate you......"

In the past, Chu Liuzhen deliberately did not approach women, and there were only three big men and a little Taoist boy on the West Mountain, so in Chu Liuzhen's life, except for childhood, he basically never dealt with women, but at this moment he was a little overwhelmed.

The little beggar laughed all at once, and there was a tendency to stop laughing, and tears burst into laughter.

Chu Liuzhen was even more at a loss, standing there, not moving, not moving.

The little beggar looked at Chu Liuzhen's embarrassment and laughed louder, "Haha, look at your stupid appearance, what kind of broken ancestor, haha......"

Chu Liuzhen actually had a hint of happiness, and asked with relief, "Girl, my name is Chu Liuzhen......

The little beggar glanced at Chu Liuzhen and shouted, "I'm hungry, go roast a pheasant and I'll taste it......"

Out of the gate of the broken temple, Chu Liuzhen smiled bitterly and remembered a sentence, a woman's heart, a needle under the sea.