Chen Qingshan was not tired, and when he heard that there seemed to be movement downstairs, he went downstairs.

But I saw that Aunt Wang was entertaining a guest, and that guest was a little special, a girl, with big eyes, but dull eyes, and a blind girl.

The skin is very white, wearing a black Luo skirt, the chest placket is tattooed with purple moire, and the decoration of the cuffs and other places is also purple, giving people a sense of harmlessness to humans and animals, and there is a sense of coldness, just like the orchid in the valley.

The girl was a little timid, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Hello Auntie, my name is Ah Lan, can I stay here for one night? It's just, it's just that I didn't bring any money. ”

The girl's voice was originally very small, and the last sentence was even more inaudible, if it weren't for Chen Qingshan being a monk, he really couldn't hear it from such a distance.

Aunt Wang was originally a kind person, but seeing the girl's pitiful appearance, coupled with the fact that she was a blind girl, she didn't care whether she had money or not, so she was only distressed.

"It's okay, girl, you sit first, you're hungry, my aunt will cook for you, don't worry about money."

Aunt Wang shouted and wanted to call Dao Thirteen to go downstairs to greet Ah Lan, but found that no matter how much she shouted Dao Thirteen, Dao Thirteen did not answer.

It seems that Dao Thirteen slept very deadly.

"This kid is dreaming again." Aunt Wang sighed helplessly, Dao Thirteen not only likes to have some bizarre dreams, but the key is that when this kid falls asleep, no one can wake him up at all.

Helplessly, Aunt Wang could only ask Chen Qingshan to help and take care of Ah Lan, who couldn't see anything, and then went into the kitchen.

Chen Qingshan had nothing to do, so he naturally responded, closed the door, made a pot of hot tea for Aunt Wang, and after brewing it, poured it into the porcelain cup, and carefully placed it in front of Ah Lan.

"Drink tea, be careful of burning your hands."

"Thank you."

Ah Lan felt the heat on his face, stretched out his hand and groped on the table, picked up the hot tea in both hands, and took a sip.

After hearing Chen Qingshan's voice, Ah Lan introduced his name again.

"My name is Ah Muan, and I am a murmur."

Ah Muan's voice was very small, as if she was introducing her own name, muttering.

"Chen Qingshan, I haven't seen the old Qingshan." Chen Qingshan learned Ah Yan's way of speaking and said.

"Okay, thank you Aoyama Childe and that kind aunt."

Ah Mo replied, his voice still soft.

"Miss Ah Lan shouldn't be from this mountain stone town, right?" Chen Qingshan asked.

Ah Lan put down the teacup in his hand, nodded, and responded: "I'm from the Eastern Capital, I'm going to find my grandfather." ”

The so-called eastern capital is Luoyang, after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an is the capital, Luoyang is the auxiliary capital, and Luoyang has many families.

"Oh?" Chen Qingshan raised a questioning voice, whether it was his clothes or conversation, he saw Ah Lan before, whether it was his clothes or conversation, he was not an ordinary person, if Ah Lan was from the Eastern Capital, it would not be strange.

"My father asked me to marry someone I didn't like as a concubine, so I secretly escaped from home with my maid, and we got separated here."

"I see." Chen Qingshan touched his chin, and said in his heart that he had encountered a drama in the mouth of a storyteller.

"Grandpa loves me the most, as long as I find grandpa, I won't be afraid of my father." Ah Lan added.

"Where's Miss A's grandfather?" Chen Qingshan said curiously.

Who knew that Ah Lan shook his head, saying that he didn't know either, but said that his grandfather left home five years ago and never returned.

"I can only take one step at a time, anyway, I won't go back to the Eastern Capital, and I won't agree to have a relationship with that little marquis." Ah sighed.

"Little Marquis?!" Chen Qingshan was a little surprised, this girl is not an ordinary person, if she is not a famous family, how can she match a little marquis.

Since he said it, Ah Lan no longer hid anything, and said all: "Don't hide it from Chen Gongzi, Ah Lan is the Huang family's soldier, and his father is the current master of the soldier's house." ”

"The Huang family's soldiers, who are known as having ten points in the world's arsenal and seven points in the soldiers?" Chen Qingshan Road.

"Hmm." Ah Lan nodded.

"Then Miss Alan's grandfather is the world-famous Dongdu Gun Fairy, Huang Baijia?" Chen Qingshan said.

"Yes, Huang Baijia, the old man who loves me the most in the world." Ah Mo nodded, his expression a little gloomy.

Huang Baijia, who is older than Chang'an Jiankui Chen Crazy Figure, was known as the Dongdu Gun Show sixty years ago, and with a gun with a "reverse scale", countless geniuses in the Eastern Capital did not dare to raise their heads.

When he entered the Seven Realms and became a great power, he had the reputation of "Eastern Capital Gun Fairy".

Chen Qingshan knew Grandpa Huang Baijia, firstly because of Huang Baijia's strength, but more because of the hundred soldiers.

The so-called Hundred Soldiers Spectrum is something made up by the warlocks of the Heavenly Prison of the Chang'an Division, and they have studied and collected the top 100 weapons in the world, and the reverse scale of Old Man Huang ranks eleventh.

As for the first ten weapons, they are no longer soldiers in the world, they are all weapons used by immortals.

Ah Lan collected his emotions for a moment and continued: "After Grandpa disappeared, with the strength of my father in the middle of the Six Realms, he couldn't keep the foundation of the military house, and the military house gradually declined. ”

"My father wants to take the little marquis I married to the Luohe Wang clan as a concubine, and he also took out Qingyuan, which ranked twenty-third in the hundred soldiers' genealogy, as a dowry in exchange for the help of the Luohe Wang clan." Ah Mu said again.

Chen Qingshan remembered Wang Lang he met during the day, presumably he was sent by the Luohe Wang clan to look for Ah Lan.

Chen Qingshan mentioned a few words of Ah Lan, saying that the people of the Luohe Wang clan had already appeared in Shanshi Town, and Ah Lan's face changed a little. Then he raised his head, his fair face was facing the lantern, and his dim eyes did not have a trace of waves, and there was a peculiar beauty

"Ah Lan is Ah Ran, Ah Lan wants to be himself, don't say that she is a concubine, she is a wife, and Ah Lan will not agree. Ah Lan will never be anyone's bargaining chip or vassal, Ah Lan has her own way. ”

Looking at the girl in front of him, Chen Qingshan knew that this was a bird that couldn't be closed in any cage, even if she didn't have any cultivation, even if she was just a blind girl.

Ah Lan is a strange woman, and how can a strange woman in this world follow the fiddling of fate and draw a knife against an unfair fate, it is the right of human beings, but most people in this world seem to have lost this instinct. The reason for this is probably that they are more or less afraid of something, and this matter has nothing to do with men and women.

Outside Shanshi Town, the people of the Luohe Wang clan detained a woman dressed as a maid, the woman was a martial artist, and she was a maid who had lost her life with Ah Lan.

Wang Lang began to contact his brother. The son of the Marquis of the Heavenly Dao, the little Marquis Wang Yan, when he was born, he had a vision from the sky, and it is said that Wang Yan has great power.

"Young Master Wang Lang, news has come from the little marquis, Miss Alan's father has taken the Tissot boat overnight, starting from the Eastern Capital, and will arrive at dawn at noon at the latest." The Confucian cultivator of the Three Realms, dressed as an old slave, said to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang nodded, approached Ah Lan's maid, and pinched her jaw tightly with his hand, forcing her to look at herself, not caring about the maid's fierce gaze at all: "It is Miss Aran's blessing that the little marquis can look at Miss Aran, if it weren't for the fact that the little marquis just lacks a weapon in hand, the little marquis still won't agree." When my little marquis preaches the power of Taoism, it will be a double power, and your Huang family's soldiers will also have glory, understand? ”

"If Miss doesn't want to marry, she won't marry, little marquis, powerful, ridiculous!" This girl is also a straight temper.

The crisp sound of "pop" sounded.

Wang Lang slapped the maid's face, and the fingerprints were clearly visible.

"It's just a dog of the Huang family, and he dares to say it, in addition, this is not a marriage contract, it's a transaction. Since it is a transaction, the party who breaks the contract will have to pay the price. ”

"Is it still a soldier's house back then? Do you say that the so-called lord of your Huang family's military house dares to breach the contract and bear the malice of the Heavenly Sword Marquis and a future powerhouse? Wang Lang wiped his hands and stepped into the tent prepared next to him.

The little girl's face turned pale.

At the same time, in the inn, Dao Thirteen was dreaming again, and he dreamed of an incomparably huge golden dragon, this dragon was half the size of a mountain stone town with dragon scales alone, and had five claws.

The golden dragon dragon has a colorful dragon ball in its mouth, its body is bound by chains, and a faint golden aura continues to overflow from the golden dragon's body, and then dissipates, this dragon seems to be slowly becoming weak.