Huo Xingan rode the Houfu he picked up, walked along the way and rested, and half a month later, he came to Bianjing.

Bianjing has been a prosperous place since ancient times, with a bustling flow of people and a lively market.

Huo Xingan rode a horse, believing in the horse's hooves, and looked at the scenery and things on the street all the way. When he passed an inn, he was greeted by a man who invited him in, and he waved his hand. At this time, he is already at the bottom of his pocket, how can he afford to live in the store. He only hoped to find a temple to spend the night before dark.

He dismounted beside an archway, dusted off his clothes, and tied his horse to a stake.

An old beggar sitting on a stone pier on a nearby corner of the alley shifted his body, coughed, and said, "If you sell this horse, you may be able to get some money to spend." ”

Huo Xing'an turned his head and saw a thin old beggar with a filthy face. He hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still have to rely on it to go to Lin'an." ”

The old beggar laughed hoarsely: "This stunned horse, don't lose it stunned." Houfu seemed to hear the old beggar's words, and snorted dissatisfiedly. Huo Xingan glanced at the old beggar, thinking that this beggar didn't say some auspicious words to beg for money, but chewed his tongue. But he thought to himself that it was better to be on guard, he didn't want to be stolen by thieves again. Suddenly, a few unkempt little beggars came over and stretched out their hands to Huo Xing'an to ask for money, two of the children took a horse brush and brushed the horse's body flatteringly, Huo Xing'an didn't know how to send these little beggars, so he had to go to the cake stall opposite, and asked the boss to give each of these children a cake, and by the way, he also asked for two for himself.

The steaming cake came out of the pot, and the little beggars rushed up to huo xingan's side and grabbed it, huo xingan felt something wrong around his waist, reached out and grabbed a dirty little hand. The little beggar who was caught by the wrist did not panic at all, but looked at him with a hippie smile: "Uncle Fuxiang, Uncle Fuxiang!" Huo Xingan shook his head, unwilling to care, pushed the little beggar away, and the little beggar raised the cake in his hand and dispersed in a noisy.

Huo Xing'an returned to the horse and glanced at the old beggar, who seemed to be squinting and napping. Huo Xingan tore the pie crust, looked at the opposite side, and found that the eyes of the cake stall owner and passers-by turned to a certain place. He followed the gaze of the crowd, and saw two people leading their horses into the market one after the other. Walking in front of the black horse was a gray-bearded old man with a blue cloth on his head, and walking behind the brown horse was a girl with a bun and a pretty face. This girl's eyebrows are like smoke, but her eyes are cold, her face is like a peach, but she does not have the slightest charm, looking at it from a distance, it makes people feel a sense of not blasphemy, and it makes the passers-by who peek at it restrain their hearts and feel a little more ashamed of themselves. Huo Xing'an looked at the slender and light ribbon fluttering under the girl's bun, and the old beggar also opened his eyes and looked at the two people leading the horses intently. The group of little beggars suddenly came out of nowhere, gathered around the two horses, picked up the horse brush in their hands, and the old man hurriedly drove up, and the little beggars did not give up but reached out to beg for it, and even grabbed the skirts of the two. The girl slapped a little beggar beside her over and threw him on the side of the road, and the other little beggars burst into laughter. The girl was visibly impatient, and scolded something. The old man had to take out some loose money and throw it to the little beggars, and the children snatched it on the ground. At this time, Huo Xing'an found that the little beggar who had touched his hand to his waist reached out and took something in the cloth bag carried on the brown horse when the girl was not paying attention. Huo Xingan saw it in his eyes and was anxious for the girl, but the girl and the old man walked over without notice and stopped in front of a tavern.

The innkeeper bowed down and invited the two men in, and the little beggars ran to the street. Seeing this, Huo Xingan quietly left the archway. He pretended to wander along the street, slowly approaching the group of children at the corner of the street. He crept forward and seized the thief at once. "What did you just take, give it to me!" he whispered to the child. Unexpectedly, the little beggar tilted his head and bit his arm unexpectedly, as soon as Huo Xingan let go, the child took the opportunity to get into the crowd. Huo Xingan squeezed into the crowd to chase him, but the little beggar was very clever in hiding, jumping and jumping, and disappeared, but Huo Xingan almost knocked down several people. Huo Xingan shook his head, thinking to himself why there were so many beggars here, and I wonder if the girl who lost her things will find out. If he had changed his normal life, he might not have been nosy, but this time, he felt that those thieves who had both obtained money and stolen things were hateful, or perhaps, he had a good impression of the girl. He had a thought in his heart that he was going to chase that thing back even if he said anything.

Back in front of the archway, the old beggar from before was gone. Huo Xing'an's heart moved, his eyes looked into the alley next to him, and he saw that the old beggar was squatting in the corner of the back of a house, muttering something with a child, but it was not who the thief was just now. Huo Xing'an immediately ran towards them. Seeing Huo Xing'an running over, the old beggar and the little beggar ran away, one to the left and the other to the right. Huo Xingan was stunned for a moment, and decided to catch up with the old beggar first.

This old beggar's dove-shaped hoof-faced face was about to fall in the wind, and his legs and feet were extremely sharp when he ran, Huo Xingan turned left and right and chased two alleys before forcing him under a tree. Huo Xingan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, his face sank, and he stretched out his hand.

The old beggar took something out of his bosom and threw it at him. Huo Xingan caught it, pinched it, and it was just a cloth ball. The old beggar took the opportunity to climb up the tree, and like a tanuki, he jumped onto the branch. Huo Xingan smiled slightly and pulled out his long sword. The tree was not very tall and had sparse foliage, making it impossible to jump to other eaves with the help of branches. "Do you want me to cut down this tree, or do you want to come down yourself? Huo Xing'an flicked the hilt of his sword. The old beggar looked a little panicked.

Huo Xingan said: "I don't want to embarrass you, no matter what it is, whether it's valuable or not, you'd better return it to others." I can treat you to a bowl of hot porridge. ”

The old beggar climbed another level up the treetops. Huo Xing'an jumped up and slashed two branches with his sword. "You're so greedy for money, I'm welcome. He picked up his sword, his arm ready to cut off the trunk.

"I, come down, come down......," the old beggar softened, and slowly slid down the branch. Huo Xingan pointed at him with the tip of his sword, afraid that he would play any tricks again.

Just when he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly he raised his backhand, and a pink mist-like fine end flew towards Huo Xingan's eyes, Huo Xingan only felt that his eyes were confused, painful and spicy, and his nose was also uncomfortable. But Huo Xingan still kicked the old beggar first and restrained him with his sword. The old beggar begged for mercy, knelt on the ground, and held to him with both hands something wrapped in a silk silk. Huo Xing'an took it, felt that his eyes were swollen and painful, and he couldn't help but be annoyed. He put his sword against the old beggar's head and said, "What kind of poison have you used?" ”

"It's paprika. Spare your life, uncle. The old beggar paused in the ground.

"Chili powder?" Huo Xing'an felt that his eyes were already swollen, like pins and needles, and everything in front of him was blurred. He knew that something was wrong, and with a sweep of the tip of his sword, he shaved off a piece of flesh from the old beggar's forehead, and the old beggar screamed.

"Is it poison or not?" he asked.

"It's really paprika. Just rinse with water. If it's not good, you can kill me again. ”

Huo Xing'an was already in unbearable pain, and his eyes were so swollen that they were almost slit. In a fit of rage and hatred, he kicked the old beggar three times in a row, kicked him up again, and hung him on a low wall. The old beggar shouted loudly. A few people came out of the house next to him to see the excitement, but they didn't dare to come forward.

"Get out!" Huo Xingan raised his sword and slashed in the air, the old beggar was so frightened that he fell off the wall, and he didn't dare to pick up his shoes when they fell off, so he ran away in a panic along the wall.

Huo Xingan covered his eyes and borrowed water from onlookers, and a kind woman went to the yard to fetch water and rinse him. I don't know if the powder is chili pepper, but after washing it several times, it is still hot, and the eyes are not swollen. The woman said that perhaps some kind of spicy substance was mixed with gunpowder, lime, or some other medicine, and advised him to recuperate. Huo Xingan thanked him repeatedly.

After resting for a long time, my eyes were no longer burning and uncomfortable, but I still had a dull pain. He touched his eyes, and they swollen into a big bag from his cheekbones to his eyebrow bones, but fortunately, the slits of his eyes were not sealed, and he could still see a glimmer of sky. If passers-by see it, they think that the toad is possessed. He smiled bitterly, and was annoyed, thinking that if he caught the old beggar again, he would have to teach him a good lesson.

When he returned to the archway, he didn't see the old beggars, and the little beggars were gone. He led the horse and went to the restaurant where the girl had eaten before, but the girl was long gone. He inquired all the way and found out that the girl had stayed in an inn.

The inn is called Yuelaiju, the house is not big, and the courtyard is clean. As soon as Huo Xingan entered, he was greeted warmly by his guys. Seeing Huo Xing'an's appearance, and hearing that Huo Xing'an was looking for someone, the guy didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he asked him to wait and went in to invite the shopkeeper. The boss came out and saw Huo Xing'an, he was also shocked, and learned that he was not a fast catcher on official business, and he didn't seem to be a desperate bandit, so he relieved himself and said that there was indeed an old man and a woman staying just now, so he went to inform the guests.

Huo Xingan waited outside the foyer for a long time, but there was no movement inside. He simply went in, found a stool to sit down, and asked his fellow for a cup of tea. After drinking a cup of tea slowly, there is still no news. He called his boss and asked what was going on. The boss was also surprised, saying that he had gone to tell the guest before, and the guest said that he would come out to meet after washing, but he didn't expect it to take so long. Huo Xingan stopped the boss and said Don't bother you, I'll wait a little longer, thinking that girls are always slow to tidy up and dress, and I am still a gentleman.

After waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, Huo Xingan had a strange feeling, although the guest was begging, he couldn't be so lazy. He sighed and said in his heart, Xing'an, Xing'an, why are you so kind, people don't care. He was about to get up when the man hurried and told him that the horses in the stable were gone, and that the guests were not in the room, and that they seemed to have quietly left.

"What?" Huo Xing'an was very disappointed, thinking to himself, I'm not a swine fever, plague, locust plague or something, why do you want to hide from me? He took out the bag of things, wanted to throw it on the table and left. Then it occurred to me that perhaps the girl had been scared away by my appearance? Besides, if I left her things here, would the boys take them for themselves like the old beggars?

He left the inn, got on the horse, and continued to inquire along the street, but he didn't know which inn the girl had changed. Under the guidance of passers-by and merchants, he was surprised to find that they had already gone in the direction of leaving the city. Huo Xingan was a little frustrated, and said in his heart, if I meet her, I don't have to talk to her much, just give her something, and say goodbye. His eyes were much better, though the swelling still hurt at the touch. He thought about it, took it out, and checked it, and it wasn't very heavy, not like a silver ingot. He thought, simply open it and take a look, if it wasn't something valuable, he wouldn't have to chase it at all. Thinking like this, he uncovered the silk cloth layer by layer...... It turned out to be a bunch of jewelry, including gold hairpins and the like, which is not a rare thing, but it is not an ordinary person's thing. He re-wrapped the jewelry, stared into the distance, and thought to himself, it is better to send it away, and return it to its original owner, and it is better to decorate these jewelry on the head and hands of the girl than on the ugly women in the streets.

He chased him all the way out of the city, and a light rain began to fall in the sky, the road became a little muddy, and fog began to rise in the distance. He grabbed the reins, subconsciously looked back at the way he came, and suddenly saw two horses grazing leisurely on the side of the road, and he remembered that there were no horses when he passed. Suspicious, he turned his horse's head and approached the two horses, and when he looked closely, they were black and brown, and they were very similar to the horses ridden by the old man and the girl. But apart from two horses, there was no one nearby.

Huo Xing'an got off the horse and walked to the side of the two horses, he noticed that there were scattered human footprints on the ground, he followed the footprints and walked to the grass beside the road...... His neck suddenly tightened, a rope was wrapped around his neck, and he was hung up violently, Huo Xingan hurriedly grabbed the rope on it, and almost broke his neck. It was too late, it was too fast, he grabbed the rope with one hand, pulled out the short sword given by Nie Motian at his waist with the other hand, cut the rope, and his body fell, but another rope wrapped around his ankle very quickly, and was hung upside down the moment he touched the ground. He stooped up to sharpen the rope, and several stones flew in, one hitting the back of his hand and the other under his armpit, and his arm was immediately sore, and his short sword was deflected. More stones were flying, and he parried with his sword, vaguely seeing someone waving a rope in the trees. Another rope flew and wrapped itself around his arm, and he swung his sword and staggered. The stones and ropes kept hitting and entanglement on him, and Huo Xing'an, who was unbearable, couldn't exert it, and finally couldn't resist the enemy, the acupoint was sealed, the short sword was taken off, and the rope tied his arms, he stopped struggling like a captured rabbit, and hung down hopelessly. When the dagger was knocked away by the rope, it grazed his face, and blood trickled down his cheek, staining half of it red.

Broken leaves slowly fell to the ground, and a girl wearing white gold-patterned boots and a pale green dress walked in front of her, holding Huo Xing'an's short sword in her hand. Huo Xing'an, who was hanging upside down, felt that his eyes seemed to be swollen again, and the blood flowing into his eyes was as irritating as molten iron. The girl looked at him coldly, as if she were looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

"You ......" Huo Xingan was overjoyed, this girl was the person he was looking for.

The old man also walked to the girl's side, and the girl handed the short sword to the old man. The old man glanced at it and said, "Qingcheng faction." ”

"You're following us all the way?" the girl said to Huo Xing'an. The girl's voice was crisp and gentle, but her face was like frost.

Huo Xingan shook his head: "I'm not from the Qingcheng faction. ”

"Dare to be cunning. The girl shook her hand, and a stone flew out and hit Huo Xing'an's lower abdomen, and Huo Xing'an trembled in pain. "How many of your classmates do you have, it's better to tell them and let them not get into trouble, otherwise, let each of them come and go. ”

"I," Huo Xing'an was about to explain, when another stone flew and hit him in the lip, he felt a sweetness in his mouth, a certain tooth was almost knocked out, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. "Girl, me,"

Before Huo Xing'an could speak, another stone hit him on the cheek. Huo Xing said with peace of mind, this girl is really indiscriminate. I don't know how the Qingcheng faction offended her, and she didn't even have a chance to let me speak. He spat out, spitting bloody phlegm onto the ground.

The girl glared at him: "You dare to smack me?" Another stone flew towards his face, Huo Xingxin shouted in peace, and his face suddenly swollen again.

"The girl is really ruthless!"

The girl's pretty face was like ice, and she said, "It seems that you are very unconvinced." However, this 'ruthless' people from your Qingcheng faction are in line. She got on her horse and said to the old man, "Deal with this ugly pig." ”

Seeing the old man coming with a sword, Huo Xingan thought he was going to kill himself. "Don't get me wrong!" he said, "I'm just here to deliver something to this girl." ”

The girl on horseback straightened up and turned to look at Huo Xing'an. The old man came over and searched for Huo Xing'an. Huo Xingan gestured to his chest. The old man took out various things from him, and found a small bag wrapped in jewelry in it. The old man took the small bag to the girl.

"It turned out that you stole it. The girl pursed her lips with contempt. But she held the bag in both hands as if she cherished it very much, although there was no surprise on her face. "It seems that you want to use this as a reward? Your Qingcheng faction is really shameless in doing things. ”

Huo Xingan looked at her and sighed quietly in his heart: Why is this beautiful girl so arrogant. He snorted: "I said that I am not from the Qingcheng faction. ”

The old man stroked his beard, leaned over and said to Huo Xing'an: "This sword is the sword of the head of the Qingcheng faction, if you are not from the Qingcheng faction, it is naturally stolen." Then along with my young lady's things, I'm afraid they were also stolen. ”

"I saw Hanako touch your things and help you get them back. ”

"Then this sword ......," the old man asked.

"Yes......" Huo Xing'an wanted to say that it was given to him by Nie Motian, but he was afraid that they would have something to do with Nie Motian, like the two weirdos he met in the village before, and he would not be able to get along with him, or force Nie Motian to ask about his whereabouts, it would be troublesome, so he said, "I picked it up in an inn." ”

"Picked up?" the girl snorted, "This sword is so valuable, how can it be so easily left behind?" ”

Huo Xing'an was annoyed in his heart, feeling that he shouldn't be nosy, but he was kind but complained, he said: "Since the girl has been suspicious of me from beginning to end, I don't want to argue, it seems that I shouldn't help you recover this bag of things, but I was plotted by someone." Huo Xing'an was resolute, and when he saw that this girl was blindly insulting each other, he simply became angry.

The old man glanced at the girl and wanted to say something.

The girl turned her head and said proudly, "You don't know where you came from, you don't have good intentions, you don't say your intentions, I don't want to know," she beckoned to the old man, "Let's go." ”

The old man then got on his horse.

"Hey, you're going too far!" Huo Xing said reassuringly, damn it! It looks like they're going to leave me like this.

The girl and the old man hit the horse and returned to the path, passing past Huo Xing'an, as if joking, and the dust and rain kicked by the horse splashed Huo Xing'an's face.

Huo Xing'an shouted: "Hey, ungrateful ......"

Before the words fell, the girl raised her hand, the short sword flew to cut the rope, and Huo Xingan arched into the soil, fortunately, it was very close to the ground, otherwise the melon would have to be cracked and broken. Huo Xingan almost fainted, only to feel that the bell in his head was echoing, and his body was still unable to move, and he remembered that the acupuncture point was unsolved. He tried to call them back, but the two horses had disappeared into the mist.

Huo Xingan lay on the ground in frustration, half annoyed and half blaming himself. If someone else had changed, he would have scolded him a long time ago, but Huo Xingan has not been good at scolding since he was a child, and when he was angry, he was just used to pounding himself with his fists or smashing wooden stakes to get angry, and now he couldn't move, he could only grit his teeth and cheeks, and the rain hit his eyes, and his eyes were even more swollen and painful.

Huo Xing'an's things were still on the ground, long swords, short swords, and gadgets he carried. He tilted his head and looked around, and Houfu paced over gently, bowing his head thinking that he was going to get on the horse. Huo Xing'an sighed, and said in his heart, Xing'an, you can't be kind anymore, it turns out that what the master said about the impermanence of the world and the danger of the people is indeed true. And this acupoint technique is really powerful, but it's a pity that the master can't, and he doesn't know anything about it, so I don't know how long he will lie here. He thought back to the girl's expression, cold and ruthless, her eyes were the kind of eyes that rejected people for thousands of miles, cold as rain, cold as cold, difficult to get close to.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried hooves came from the girl's path. Huo Xingan saw that it was the old man who rode back alone.

The old man got off his horse, approached and leaned over to Huo Xing'an's side. He looked at the confused Huo Xing'an, and said kindly: "My young lady thanks you for getting the golden hairpin back for him." ”

"Oh," Huo Xing'an was still a little confused, the girl before was so indifferent and disdainful, why did she suddenly come to thank her again at this time, "You're welcome." ...... you," he remembered, "you're here to relieve me?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know how to solve acupoints." He smiled and said, "My young lady is afraid that you will be blind, so let me bring you an antidote." ”

"My, eyes?" Huo Xing'an was puzzled.

The old man nodded: "You seem to have been poisoned by the toad sand." ”

"There was an old man named Hanako who sprinkled something on my face, and he said it was chili powder, but it hurt all the time. I don't know what kind of sand poison this is. ”

"This is the poisonous powder commonly used by people in the Jiangnan martial arts, and if you come from the north, you will naturally not encounter it often. ”

"How did you know I was coming from the north?"

"Later, when I thought of your accent, it should have nothing to do with the Qingcheng faction. The old man said, "However, this sword of the head of Qingcheng is indeed not found at random. The old man smiled slightly.

Huo Xingan was stunned. The old man took out a vial, shook it, and then approached Huo Xing'an's eyes. "This potion is poured into the eye, and it can detoxify. Huo Xing'an nodded gratefully and tried to keep his eyes open.

The old man uncorked the bottle and looked at Huo Xing'an: "After I pour it, it will be very stinging for a while." Huo Xingan nodded.

Unexpectedly, the old man corked the bottle again and put the vial back in his arms. Huo Xing'an looked at him in confusion, not understanding his intentions. The old man shook his head: "It seems that you are really not a thief. ”

"Of course not. ”

The old man said, "Young man, don't trust others in the rivers and lakes. What if my bottle of water is poisonous, and you're not poisoned at all?"

Huo Xing'an suddenly realized, thinking that what the old man said was extremely true, he was trying to harm me just now.

The old man patted the bottle in his arms: "This bottle is indeed poison, but you don't have to worry, my young lady has no intention of harming others, just because there are too many people who want to beat my young lady's idea now, so you must guard against it." He grabbed Huo Xing'an's shoulder, "You don't have to worry, your eyes look like the ghost head pepper is spicy, and it will be fine soon." ”

The old man put a small bag of things in his sleeve in Huo Xing'an's hand and got up to leave.

"...... is this?" Huo Xing'an asked.

The old man got back on his horse and replied, "A few ingots of silver from my young lady as a token of gratitude." He arched his hand slightly: "Don't leave it at that." ”

"This, it's deserved," Huo Xing'an's heart was hot, and the previous slander suddenly turned into respect, "This gift is too heavy......"

The old man nodded and said, "There will be a date later!"

"There will be a period later!" Huo Xingan suddenly remembered that he was still lying on the ground, "Wait, this, this acupoint, hope, hope...... By the way, I don't know what to call it......"

"I am a woodcutter in the mountains, and people call me Qiao'er. ”

Qiao Lao'er was obviously nicknamed, and Huo Xing'an was too embarrassed to call out, so he had to say: "Then Qiao Lao, this acupoint is ...... sealed."

"Soon the acupuncture points will solve themselves, and they must be active now. ”

Huo Xing'an moved, and found that he could raise his arm. "Thanks for the pointers!"

The old man rode away.

After a while, Huo Xingan's arm was already moving freely, he slowly sat up, grabbed the small bag of silver, and checked it, thinking that he forgot to say "Thank you Miss Hao" just now, this girl seems to be quite clear, and she is also very generous, like the daughter of a big family, she is very good at martial arts, I don't know what school she is. Thinking that he couldn't even beat a girl, how to realize his plan, he couldn't help but feel sad. The sky became dark, but the rain did not stop, he wiped his cheeks with his wet clothes, it was blood and muddy water, thinking that he must have been very embarrassed to think about his appearance just now, no wonder people thought of themselves as thieves. He thought again, this silver gift is too heavy, should it be returned to the girl, but according to her character, I am afraid that she will not take it back, and maybe she will be tired of her own troubles. However, he still decided to catch up, thank her, and then leave as a return of the courtesy.

Thinking so, he dusted off his horse and chased after him along the road.

After chasing for a few miles, the rain was much lighter. Seeing that it was getting late, he dismissed the idea of continuing the chase and decided to find a place to stay first. He said to himself, I don't know where these two people are going, and since these two people no longer think that I am a thief, why don't they go back to the city? Maybe it wasn't me who they wanted to hide, or did I disturb the people so that they could no longer stay in the inn with peace of mind, so they had to leave?

The next day, Huo Xingan continued on the road. His eyes were swollen and he was in a good mood. The sky is clear, the spring is bright, and the trees in the villages that pass through are purple and red, and there is a feeling of "chaotic flowers gradually charming eyes". Compared with the rough and empty wilderness in the north, the further south you go, the more beautiful the farmhouse scenery with fine ridges like combs, green seedlings and green tiles and white walls.

He met a few little girls weaving floral clothes, and all kinds of flowers were embellished on the straw cloak made of straw rope, which was very delicate and beautiful. At last the girls draped the woven flower cloak over the shoulders of a little girl, and the other children applauded and cheered, and gathered her around to bow and kowtow like a queen. Huo Xing moved with peace of mind, he approached the children, and said to the little girl who was happily wearing a flower shawl, "Is this flower-woven shawl for me?"

The children stepped back and leaned together in fear, and Huo Xingan smiled: "Don't be afraid, I won't rob you of your things." ”

The little girl shook her head, as if a rare treasure was about to be robbed. Huo Xing'an took out a small ingot of silver and said, "Look, can I exchange this with you?" This silver can buy a lot of delicious snacks, and you all eat together." ”

These little children had never seen such a large amount of silver, and their eyes widened.

Huo Xingan stuffed the silver ingot to the little girl, and the little girl held the silver ingot suspiciously, looked at the friends around her, and the little friends reached out to touch it together, so she reluctantly untied the flower shawl.

Huo Xing'an took the flower shawl and galloped south happily on his horse. He didn't know if he would be able to meet that girl again, he just guessed that this flower shawl must look good on her body, and he didn't know when he had such a childlike innocence.

After walking for a long time, he asked all the way, and the villages along the road didn't seem to have seen the two people, and Huo Xingan suspected that they didn't take the avenue.

Toward noon, he found a river not far away, so he went to the river to drink his horses, and to drink water himself.

After drinking the water, he got on the horse and returned to the path, was passing a big tree, suddenly Houfu screamed, his front legs bent and knelt down, Huo Xingan almost planted on the ground, fortunately, he reacted very quickly, one turned over and jumped off the horse, at this time a rope rolled towards him from the air, this time he dodged quickly, and quickly took out his sword in his hand to block the attack. The tricks of this rope are the same as that girl, but they don't seem to be as sharp as last time, Huo Xing'an rolled the sword light while saying loudly: "Slow, listen to me!"

The rope was retracted, and Huo Xingan gasped. He raised his eyes, and a young girl fell lightly from the tree, her long skirt fluttering, like a cloud fluttering. It was that girl. Maybe because she had fought each other, she didn't put Huo Xingan in her eyes, and she was not in a hurry to attack again, but looked at him coldly, as if she was thinking about how to get rid of him.

Huo Xingan put away his sword and bowed it to her, but he didn't know how to speak.

"It turns out that the ugly pig is not ugly," the girl snorted lightly, "why are you following us and asking around?"

"I ......" Huo Xingan was speechless for a while, he was embarrassed to say the reason, he glanced at the flower cloak on horseback, and suddenly felt how abrupt and presumptuous that idea was.

The girl also noticed something on the horse's back, as if she understood something. She frowned, not the slightest hint of joy, but a hint of disgust. Huo Xing'an was even more at a loss, and he muttered something that he couldn't even hear clearly.

He glanced at the maiden, who gently avoided his gaze and looked away, and said, "If you have any dastardly attempts, be careful that I kill you." ”

Huo Xingan said: "I have no malicious intentions, girl, please don't mind." I think we're probably on the same page. ”

"We'd better go our separate ways. ”

Seeing that the girl said so decisively, Huo Xing'an suddenly felt depressed. He nodded, leading his horse to leave. He wanted to ask "the girl's name", but it seemed that the girl wished that she would disappear from front of him immediately.

Just as he was about to mount his horse, the girl suddenly asked, "Is this flower for me?"

Huo Xingan was stunned. "This, oh, yes...... Yes......" He took off his flower cloak and stepped forward to hold it carefully to the girl, feeling that he was so embarrassed that he couldn't get into the ground.

The girl took the flower cloak, her expression was still cold, as if she had nothing to do with herself, but Huo Xingan was at a loss.

The girl didn't say anything, and she didn't thank her, Huo Xing'an's face was flushed, she said "farewell", and hurriedly got on the horse and left.

He didn't even dare to look back, as if the girl would shoot him off the horse with a teasing look, he just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible, find a place where the girl couldn't see and take a deep breath. At the same time, he felt a chill all over his body, the girl's expression seemed to push him into the frozen abyss, his mind suddenly emptied, in this indifferent world, even if the mountains were full of flowers and the spring was infinite, he did not want to get close to a ray of sunshine. What kind of woman was she? It was so indescribable to him. At the same time, he felt lost in the world. For a while, all kinds of tastes flooded in his heart. Yes, he said to himself, Huo Xing'an, she is a rich lady, and she doesn't care about gold, silver and jewelry, how can you like this vulgar thing, you are just making a fool of yourself.

Seeing Huo Xing'an beat his horse and left in a panic, the girl seemed to be a little surprised.

Qiao Lao'er came from the side on a horse and said, "He seems to be frightened." The girl snorted.

The river flows delicately and reflects the bright scenery of spring. The girl sat on the shore, holding the flower dress in a daze. Qiao Lao'er stood aside and said with a smile: "This young man is very good at pleasing people. ”

The girl said coldly: "Who wants him to do so much." And he crumpled the flowers and scattered them into the river one by one.