It has been more than a few months since I met the young scholar again, and it is still the familiar forest, the familiar path.

It's just that the girl didn't jump out and appear in front of him directly, but secretly followed him every day, quietly observing his every move, this is more than ten days, of course, every now and then she will turn into a little golden snake, so as not to be discovered by him.

The girl found this young scholar very strange, he looked very poor, and his gray cloth had already been washed white, and if he looked closely, there were small ones on it, and large ones on them. Every day, he would go to the river with his book, put on a simple fishing rod and go to the river, nibbling on dry steamed buns while drinking the sweet river water, and staring at the swim bladder made of withered grass from time to time. If you are tired and tired, you will take out the book from your arms and hold it carefully, shaking your head and reading it, with a happy face and a fairy look.

He would sometimes laugh at the contents of the book, and occasionally read the contents of the book aloud in that loud and imposing voice.

The little golden snake will look at him stupidly every time it sees him like this, listening to his beautiful voice, looking at his beautiful smile, just like bathing in the spring breeze in April, and every now and then, it will think: Will his name be as good as his voice?

I followed him every day, quietly observing his every move, and gradually, every time it saw him gnawing on the dried steamed buns, it would feel a faint ache in his heart.

One day, it couldn't stand it anymore, so it turned back into a girl, and rushed back to the East China Sea overnight, took the freshest yellow croaker and the fattest shrimp, and rushed to the morning market to buy vegetables, eggs, and meat. He made a lot of fires in the wild, and finally burned a lot of delicious and delicious food with all his thoughts, and took all of them to the river where he fished on weekdays, carefully wrapped them in all kinds of edible leaves, and turned into a snake again and secretly hid aside.

The beauty in his heart blossomed: wait a while, he will be very happy to see so many delicious foods!

Thinking of his oily, satisfied face, it was so excited that it forgot the hard work of tossing back and forth.

The sun had just jumped out of the mountain, and the young scholar had indeed arrived, still dressed in tattered clothes, still with the same simple fishing rod.

As soon as he walked to the place and threw the hook into the river, the young scholar found the large bags of leaves around him, opened them casually, and looked at them, his face full of surprise.

"Yo, how can there be so much food here, good fellow, I've never seen such a big shrimp!"

He swallowed his saliva desperately as he spoke, and the little golden snake snickered in his heart, afraid that his saliva was going to flow out.

However, what happened next did not happen as it had hoped.

I saw the young scholar look left and right a few times, shaking his head and sighing, while wrapping the leaves of the big tree again, and putting the food back in its place.

"A gentleman doesn't eat the food that comes from him, not to mention that this thing is unknown, maybe it was put down by a certain hunter, and he will come to find it later!"

In this way, the little golden snake hiding in the grass in a hurry never thought that there would be a fool in this world who was willing to eat a bite of this delicacy.

A basket full of fish was filled, and the young scholar still nibbled on the dry hard steamed bun.

The little golden snake's heart was sore and painful, the sour was a waste of his hard meal, and the pain was that he only ate this idea, and he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it after a long time.

continued to secretly follow the young scholar to send him home, I don't know if he tripped under his feet or he didn't walk steadily, but he suddenly fell forward and fell to the ground with a "plop".

The little golden snake was frightened and did not dare to come forward for fear of startling him, but he did not see him get up for a long time, so he hurried to him, only to find that he was pale and unconscious.

It was terrified, for fear that something would slip up on him. In desperation, it climbed up his body and went all the way to his face, the long crimson snake letter carefully licking his dusty cheeks, and his heart "thumping" wildly.

"Hurry up, don't scare me, I'm afraid!"

It was terrified, its heart was painful and stuffy, and in an instant a sadness rushed into its nose, and tears rolled out of its eyes one by one like beads of broken threads, and fell on the young scholar's dry lips little by little.

Crystal tears entered his mouth as if they had life, and after a while, he smacked his lips, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the little golden snake with tears on his face, and a charming smile bloomed on his face.

"It's you, can it be that you still remember me?"

The little golden snake's face turned red all of a sudden, his eyes were spinning, his heart was almost jumping out of his mouth, and he himself wondered why every time he saw him, his heart was like a little rabbit, and he didn't like to say anything.

"Hahaha, you're shy again!" the young scholar struggled to sit up from the ground, and the smile on his face became warmer, "How about the little one, have you run out to play again today? Don't be greedy for a while, you can get as far away as you can from those eagles and badgers, although your scales are thick, their teeth are sharper!"

Staring at him stupidly, the little golden snake's mind was full of questions: who is he, how can he talk to a snake so happily. Fortunately, the tears of the Shui Jiao clan can cure all diseases, otherwise, it is really afraid that it will never see him again!

Thinking of this, it secretly made up its mind that the next time it met him, it would appear in front of him as a human being, and it would always be by his side.

After a few more days, the little golden snake packed some silver money in the "undersea palace" and left in a hurry.

It was already sunset, and the beautiful scenery of dusk was sinking in the west, and the red glow in the sky put on a crimson glow coat for the emerald green mountains and forests.

The little golden snake hurriedly ran to the way that the young scholar must return home every day, dancing lightly in place and hanging up, a golden light flashed, and the appearance of the little golden snake was gone, it was clearly a beautiful girl who was alive and well.

However, she did not let her beauty last long, but casually pinched the soil on the ground, rubbed it in her hands, and finally lifted it freely, and the soil transformed into several strangely dressed bandits, each of them fierce and vicious.

Then the girl tore her dress a few times at random, and tossed her hair a few times, and after snapping her fingers badly, she began to run and shout, while not forgetting to wipe a dirty hand on her face.

"Xunyang Jiangtou night send-off, maple leaves and flowers in autumn. The master dismounts the guest in the boat, and raises the wine to drink without orchestra. If you are drunk, you will say goodbye, and you will be immersed in the moon in the vast river when you are drunk.

Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, and the host forgot to return to the guest. Xun Sheng secretly asked who the player was? The sound of the pipa stopped and was late. Move the boat to close to each other, invite each other, add wine and return to the lamp to reopen the feast. After a long time, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. The hinge plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before the tune. The strings cover up the sound and thoughts, as if they are complaining about their lack of ambition. The low-brow letter continued, saying that there are infinite things in my heart. Gently twist and slowly wipe and pick up, at the beginning of the neon dress after six years. The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. Noisy and staggered, big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate. The bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to go down the water of the throat spring. The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. Don't have gloom and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time. The silver burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider let out a sword and gun......"

A "Pipa Xing" came from far and near, and the girl knew that it was him, so she began to run and ask for help.

"Help, help!"

Although she looked terrified with tears on her face, in fact, the clay thief was just chasing after her from a distance, and she was left behind. Seeing that the young scholar had run to her, she was proud: with his kind character, he will definitely save me, so that as long as I repay him, I can follow him!

Unexpectedly, the young man really stopped, stood at a distance from her, looked at her fixedly for a while, and then looked at the "bandit" who couldn't catch up with him from a distance, turned around and left, without even a trace of hesitation.

Looking at his back without looking back, the girl was so anxious that she yelled.

"Hey, hey, who'...... that"

The young scholar finally stopped, looked around, and made sure that there was no one else here but him, so he slowly turned around, raised an index finger and pointed at his face, and said with a strange smile: "Are you calling me?"

The girl was so anxious that she stomped her feet and shook her head, flattened a cute cherry mouth, and scolded angrily: "Aren't you blind with your eyes open, such a weak girl asks you for help, you don't even look at it, you can't help, can't you swallow the sage books in that stomach?"

Unexpectedly, the young scholar was even more angry than her, with a big roll of his eyes and a stern face.

"I'm afraid I can hear your cry for help even down the mountain, and I'm not deaf so I can't hear it, it's just that you ask for your help, I'll go my way, we have nothing to do with each other, why should I have to help you?"

The girl was stunned by this question, and the scene of the official meeting was fantasized and arranged in her heart I don't know how many times, but she never thought about the situation in front of her.

"The road, the road is uneven, isn't it, shouldn't you draw a sword to help?"

Her grievances rose from her heart, and her tone was somewhat mixed with resentment.

Shaking his head and sighing disappreciatively, the young scholar's words were as indifferent as water.

"Oh, according to the girl's meaning, everyone in the world should be a hero, so how can this world not be peaceful, it's a pity, the nine sons of the dragon are still different, and the length of life is different, how do you wipe the hearts of the people in the world into the ordinary?"