Chapter 295: Returning Home
The appearance of the Northern Meditation Cultivator made the emotions of these men who were already discussing him with great interest instantly rise.
The tall and thin man looked Bei Ming Xiu up and down, and said with a smile: "Okay, it seems that he is out of breath outside, this outfit is really good." ”
Bei Mingxiu is now wearing a white cloth robe, compared to his previous outfit, I don't know how much more decent, if it weren't for not long ago, Yuan Xue strongly asked him to change into a more beautiful clothes, and forcibly dragged him into the cloth village, he might still continue to wear the old cloth clothes that had been put in his bag and had been washed for a long time.
For these people who have watched him grow up all year round, his willingness to pay for a good-looking outfit is enough to show that he must have a large amount of savings, otherwise it would be impossible to spend money on such a place.
However, after he finished looking at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he quickly moved his gaze to the little girl behind him, and there seemed to be a light in his eyes, just like the others at his table.
The little girl's pink carved jade, her skin is like crystal white jade, there is no trace left by wind and frost at all, just like a porcelain doll. The most important thing is the faint temperament that she exudes, which seems to be unattainable, but it does not have the domineering feeling of the landlord, which makes people can't help but want to take good care of her and don't want her to be hurt a little.
A man quipped: "Xiao Zhou, people are still children, you just start, will it be too early?"
"But the little girl is very cute, if it won't be two years, your Uncle Jiang and I will take care of it for you?"
"Xiao Zhou, ......"
Bei Mingxiu looked at this group of open-mouthed elders helplessly, and said to Yuan Xue, whose little face was already reddened next to him: "They are like this, don't care." ”
Yuan Xue was silent, and the anger on her face couldn't be concealed.
Song He slapped the table and shocked everyone at the table, "Don't you see that the little girl is unhappy, people are willing to come to our poor country as a guest, shouldn't we leave a good impression on her?"
The tavern keeper was the first to say, "Yes, little girl, we are used to being rude, so don't pay too much attention to it." ”
Yuan Xue still looked angry, and her little face was slightly bulging, like a steamed bun that had just been steamed.
Bei Mingxiu patted her shoulder comfortingly.
After getting along for so long, he knows Yuan Xue's temperament very well. She wasn't angry because everyone was open-mouthed, but because everyone treated her like a child.
Because of this, they don't know how many skirmishes broke out along the way, at first he was unintentional, and then he deliberately teased, anyway, there was a little girl by his side chirping, and it didn't feel bad.
Bei Mingxiu took Yuan Xue to the table, and a group of men consciously vacated the position of about three people, for fear that the smell on their bodies would be smelled by Yuan Xue, which would make the little girl even more angry.
In fact, Yuan Xue had already smelled the pungent smell of sweat that permeated the tavern, and she had never thought that the smell on a person's body could be so unpleasant, as she grew up in the Snow Peak Sword Sect.
Zhou Han doesn't have this kind of annoying smell on his body, why is it so strong on them?
But fortunately, she still has three leaves on her body, and occasionally take them out and smell them, and most of the uncomfortable smell can be dissipated.
It was ten days ago, Su Lanting left a farewell gift when she said goodbye to them, it was a spiritual leaf formed by pouring spiritual power into the leaves with the Yilan Mountain exercises, and after throwing it out, as long as it was not intercepted by anyone on the way, it would always fly back to Su Lanting's hands, and the news to be conveyed to her could also be written on the spirit leaves.
Su Lanting rushed back to Zhongzhou City because the Heavenly Dao Alliance organized the cultivators in the alliance to go to various places in the human world to eliminate demons, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator, who had not been in Zhongzhou City since the end of the Heavenly Dao Meeting, was also assigned to the team, and she had to rush back to participate in this battle against the Acquired Wisdom Demon, and at the same time ask the Northern Meditation Cultivator for a period of leave.
Yuan Xue put her gaze back on the room, watching the Northern Meditation Cultivator and these rural people drinking and talking, and couldn't help but be amazed in her heart.
In her impression, Bei Mingxiu is not good at drinking, not lustful, and will not befriend others at will, so she can only bully and bully her verbally, she never thought that she could see Bei Mingxiu talking so happily with so many vulgar people in the countryside.
And this was the first time she had seen Bei Mingxiu smile so purely.
A loud word directly interrupted her thinking, it was Song He, who had the loudest voice here.
"Speaking of Xiao Zhou, where have you been in the past two years?"
"That's a long story, and you're not going to be able to listen to it. Bei Mingxiu didn't care about the boos of the people around him, and said to the boss, "Is my house okay?"
The boss patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I said that I would clean it every month, and you have no problem living in it now." ”
He glanced at Yuan Xue with some uncertainty, and whispered in Beimingxiu's ear: "But let a little girl live with you, will people be unhappy?"
His worries are completely justified, Bei Mingxiu's hometown is definitely the poorest place in this Taiping Village, even after Zhou's mother died and Bei Mingxiu went out, they pooled some money and barely turned this thatched house into a small brick house, although it is still simple, at least it will not leak rain.
Now there, there is not even a straw mat on the couch, it can be called sleeping on the ground, and there is naturally no problem with the Northern Meditation Cultivation, but what about the pampered little girl next to him?
Bei Mingxiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, these days, she is used to it." ”
Yuan Xue pursed her lips helplessly.
The tavern owner thought that her voice was low enough, she shouldn't be able to hear it, but she didn't know that she was a cultivator of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, and the Snow Peak Sword Sect's sword cultivation was the first thing to perceive, and to be able to stand proudly like the cold plum of Ling Frost and Snow in the raging wind and snow of the Tianshan Mountains, and the sword in her hand could not be disturbed by the wind and snow in the slightest, and it was absolutely impossible to do it without a strong five senses.
Although she is still far from Si Xiang's realm where practicing swords in the wind and snow is as natural as eating and drinking, it is easy to hear the whispers of an ordinary person clearly.
She only expressed disdain for this.
Since Su Lanting left, the Northern Meditation Cultivator has exposed his true nature, saying that he can't be too wasteful, and he picks the cheapest two rooms for every stay, fortunately, she has also slept in the sect master's cold jade bed in the Snow Peak Sword Sect, and the hardwood and earth blocks can't affect her sleep at all.
She is confident that she can easily fall asleep even if she lies directly on the rocky floor.
It wasn't until Bei Mingxiu chatted with everyone for a long time, finally got up to say goodbye, and led her back to her hometown, where she hadn't been back for more than two years, that Yuan Xue understood the meaning of the boss's words.
In that small brick house, in addition to some old objects, there was only a straw mat, which was lent to Beiming by the neighbor's uncle when he saw Bei Mingxiu coming back.
Bei Ming Xiu spread the straw mat on the couch and said to Yuan Xue, "You sleep here tonight, is there any problem?"
Yuan Xue looked at the surroundings that were more humble than all the hotels she had seen along the way, and couldn't help asking, "You grew up in this kind of place?"
Bei Mingxiu smiled: "This house is still built by the villagers, and the former broken thatched house is called unsightly." ”
"But for me, it's definitely the warmest home away from home. ”
"Home. Yuan Xue drooped her head and said with a wry smile, "I haven't seen my parents." ”
Bei Mingxiu touched her head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, it's not like you won't see each other forever." ”
He looked at the moonlight outside the door and said, "It's not early, go to sleep." ”
Yuan Xue suddenly thought of a question, blinked a pair of big eyes a little nervously, and said, "Then you...... Where to sleep?"
Bei Mingxiu pointed to the big tree outside the door and smiled, "I used to like to sleep on that tree, the branches are thick enough, and I can lie quite comfortably. ”
Yuan Xue was silent.
His environment in the Snow Peak Sword Sect was very different from that of the Northern Meditation Sect.
She suddenly felt that she should be obedient and let Beiming Cultivator worry less.
While Yuan Xue was thinking, Bei Ming Xiu had already jumped on the big tree with a smile on his face.
That year, he had just been picked up by Zhou's mother, and after his injuries were healed, he liked to stay on this tree, and then he got used to sleeping on it.
Now the tree has grown again, and he is no longer the shadowy boy he was back then.
Everything is going in a good direction.
Bei Ming Xiu lay down on a branch, smiled and closed his eyes, suddenly felt the sound of footsteps, opened his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Xue jumped on the tree lightly and said curiously, "Does it feel good to sleep on the tree?"
Bei Mingxiu smiled faintly, jumped on the higher branches, and said, "Then the place below is yours, if you can't sleep, go back to sleep on the straw mat." ”
"Not really!"
"Then I'll see. ”
Bei Mingxiu leaned back against the trunk of the tree, felt the familiar feeling under him, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.
It's been a long time since I felt the peace that belongs here.
Ever since he was picked up from the river by his grandmother and rescued from Pingyuan Village, this is his home.
As a wanderer returning to his hometown, he was very satisfied.