I don't want to think about it, can I still meet myself when I go to other places? What a nerd.

Sun Miaomiao thought like this, and the strength in her hands at home again.

Fuchen hurriedly shouted: "It hurts, it hurts!"

Sun Miaomiao quickly let go of her hand this time, looking at the red marks on Fuchen's face that were pinched by herself, and she was a little distressed, after thinking of the old beggar, Sun Miaomiao asked again: "Who is the old beggar?"

Fuchen continued to hurry, "I don't know!"

Sun Miaomiao asked again: "What's your name? If you can cultivate someone like you, you shouldn't be an unknown person!"

Fuchen thought for a moment, "Listen to that group of people in black, the old beggar is called Zhang Yunhe, but these don't matter!

Sun Miaomiao thought about it for a long time, and still hadn't heard of this person, but it was normal, she didn't know much about it, but when she thought that this person who taught the exercises and sent the knife for no reason was not a master-apprentice relationship, and the floating dust was not bad, so he sent the person out, which made him a little uneasy, "Did he ask you for anything? Or did you promise anything?"

Fuchen looked at Sun Miaomiao's serious appearance and understood her worries, so he said directly: "No, but if people have requests in the future, I think I can't refuse! But what can I do, if it weren't for others, I would only be able to work in the restaurant now, and I wouldn't be able to enter Dongzhou College." ”

After a pause, he continued, "I won't meet you either!"

Sun Miaomiao was even red, then got into the carriage and scolded with a smile: "Poor mouth!"

Then, after a while, he sat down beside Fuchen, and draped Fuchen's coat in the carriage over the two people.

Along the way, the moonlight shone on the snow, like a day, a little cold, but very warm.

Time passed quickly, the sky slowly brightened, listening to Sun Miaomiao's words, the two stopped and watched the sunrise for a while.

It is said that this time is the coldest, and indeed, the floating dust can't help but squeeze next to Sun Miaomiao.

After walking for a while, the person who came arrived in a town that was not big or small, first opened two rooms, and then Sun Miaomiao went to sleep first, and Fuchen told Xiao Er to take care of the carriage and horses, and he packed his luggage and took it into the inn, and then went to the town to add some things, and then went back to sleep.

Sun Miaomiao slept until night, and Fuchen didn't bother, but practiced boxing in the backyard of the inn, indeed as Sun Miaomiao said, he was still too weak, if he met someone in the realm of heaven and man, it was estimated that he would not be able to win no matter what.

Thinking about the crystal on his waist, he wanted to take it off so that he could advance quickly, but he still held back, so it was better to continue practicing boxing.

I don't know when, Sun Miaomiao sat aside and watched Fuchen practice boxing in the snow in the backyard, and she didn't stop it, just watched quietly.

When Fuchen found out, it had been a long time, so he approached with his fist and patted the snowflakes on her body for her, "Where did you come from?"

Sun Miaomiao looked at Fuchen and said softly: "I'm here when I'm hungry! Seeing that you are so focused on practicing boxing, I am embarrassed to disturb you!"

Fuchen helped Sun Miaomiao, indeed, neither of them had eaten today, not to mention that it was okay, but as soon as he said this, Fuchen was even more hungry.

Early the next morning, the two continued to set off, unlike before, this time the carriage was covered with quilts, even if the road was bumpy, it would not have much impact, after Sun Miaomiao entered, it was like lying in a pile of cotton.

After walking for two more days, the person who came finally came to the Floating Jade City.

Looking at the city tower, this is a city, the road has become wider, and people come and go, revealing this New Year's flavor.

The city tower is not very big, but it is very ordinary, there are soldiers guarding at the door, listening to Sun Miaomiao's introduction, although Dongzhou College governs Donghai City, although there is no dynasty to govern, but the basic official position still exists, and the city lord of Donghai City governs the city lord of the other four major cities, and then governs it in order.

Many of these people are from Dongzhou College, and there are also local wealthy families, and most of the people in the city are also former students of Dongzhou College, so there is basically nothing wrong with the two of them walking in the territory of Donghai Mansion.

Even the robbers who were at the Po Temple that night may not have been able to pull down before they started.

Sun Miaomiao even planned that when they graduated, it would be good for the two of them to come to this floating jade city as an errand boy.

But speaking of which, Fuchen didn't know whether he should tell Sun Miaomiao about some things, after all, his own cultivation had his own purpose.

I found an inn and opened two adjoining rooms, and the two of them lived together.

As soon as it was settled, Sun Miaomiao took Fuchen out shopping, basically the same as in Jiangshui Town, shopping and eating, but Fuyu City is one level higher than Jiangshui Town after all, so it is not a day to go shopping, but Sun Miaomiao is still happy in it, like a bird out of the cage, free and happy!

For three days in a row, Fuchen accompanied Sun Miaomiao to visit the streets and places of interest in Fuyu City.

Recently, I have been obsessed with listening to books, sitting in the hall of the restaurant, knocking melon seeds, eating fruits, listening to the legend of Donghai Mansion by the old gentleman above, and yearning for it.

Looking at the old gentleman who told the story, it reminded Fuchen of the gray-and-white old man who had eaten so much in the "Laifu Restaurant" before, and he also brought a little girl, and he didn't know where they were now.

I remember that it has been half a year since I left Dongning City!

The next day, in the afternoon, Sun Miaomiao went to the restaurant to listen to the book as if she was running with the floating dust, and heard that today was the matter of Fuyun City, telling the story of the scholar and the lady of the big family.

Floating dust is lacking in interest, this is already a rotten old story, the beginning and ending are basically the same, but the version is different.

But there is no way, Sun Miaomiao likes to listen.

When it came to the depths, Sun Miaomiao also cried with the women around her, and when she said that she met, she also shouted "Okay!"

The reward was also quite polite, but it was nothing. Compared to the floating dust with a hundred taels of gold on the body now, it is a drop in the bucket.

Seeing that the reward was quite generous, the old gentleman simply finished talking about the rest of the one-time, so it was a little late when he got to the end.

The two finally walked out of the restaurant, and Xiao Er was about to close.

Sun Miaomiao stretched out her hand, caught a snowflake, and then said to Fuchen with some sadness: "Come with me!"

Fuchen didn't think about it, and replied directly: "Okay!"

The two of them walked on the quiet street, and Sun Miaomiao walked casually, and the floating dust didn't bother, anyway, she wouldn't get lost, since she was willing to go, it didn't hurt to walk.

At first, Sun Miaomiao's mood was a little low, and she thought that she was moved by the story of Mr. Storyteller, but later she found that Sun Miaomiao was standing in front of a dilapidated courtyard and looked up at the plaque on it, and did not speak again.

Fuchen didn't bother, but stood with her like this.

After watching it for a while, Sun Miaomiao's tears flowed out, and Fuchen handed the handkerchief over, but she didn't take it, but walked inside.

The yard was huge, and many walls had fallen down, and the ground was overgrown with weeds, but it didn't hide its former prosperity.

Sun Miaomiao walked in the courtyard with a familiar way, and soon crossed to the backyard and came to a pavilion.

If you want to say that it is a pavilion, more than half of it has collapsed.

Sun Miaomiao walked around the pavilion, picked up the tiles in her hand and threw them out, tears dripped to the ground one by one, and even cried.

Floating dust = grabbed Sun Miaomiao's hand and didn't let her put the tiles on the ground again.

But Sun Miaomiao looked up and turned into a tearful person, the two glanced at each other, and Sun Miaomiao threw herself into the arms of Fuchen and became painful.

Fuchen had no choice but to reach out and hug her, giving as much warmth as possible, and nothing else could be done.

After nearly half an hour, Sun Miaomiao was better, and wanted to reach out to pick up the tiles, but was stopped by the floating dust, helped her aside, and said, "I'll just come, don't freeze your hands!"

Sun Miaomiao thought about it, and finally nodded, and then advised: "Don't step on the middle!"

After saying that, he turned around and went to pick up the tiles on the ground, and although he didn't understand the reason, he just did it.

The cave is already covered with snow on the tiles, but this pavilion should have collapsed for a long time, not only the tile surface, but also the wooden beams, so it is not so easy to pick it up.

It took about an hour of busy work to get everything in order, and to sweep away some superfluous things with his hands, and what was in front of me was a bulging bag, and a fallen stone tablet, which was also very damaged.

Seeing this, Sun Miaomiao hurriedly stepped forward, wiped off some stains on it, hugged the stone tablet and cried again.

has been reading and writing with Sun Miaomiao for so long, and these words are still known, "The tomb of the ancestor Jiang Qingshui." ”

Fuchen looked at Sun Miaomiao, patted Sun Miaomiao's back, and said softly, "Let's erect my aunt's tombstone first!"

But Sun Miaomiao was no longer moved, and the floating dust continued to clean up the surroundings, making the tomb look cleaner.

Later, the wooden monument was finally re-erected, and Sun Miaomiao's eyes were already red from crying.

Sun Miaomiao said that his father and mother met in this floating jade city, and then came together, but unfortunately gradually lost their feelings, and his mother came to her mother's house, and died of illness, so she followed her will and buried it in the pavilion of her own house, and she only wanted a place to shelter from the wind and rain, but unfortunately it collapsed......

Just like her mother's family, it collapsed in an instant, becoming a ruined circle, and the burial place of a rich lady was just a small grave.

Sun Miaomiao said it very simply, but Fuchen also knew that there were many reasons for it, such as why such a big garden was abandoned, why it was emotionless, and why it asked to be buried.

But since Sun Miaomiao is reluctant to say all this, there must be a reason why she is unwilling to say it.

In fact, it is not difficult to imagine why she was asked to marry Zhou Nanya as a concubine, and why she came out during the Chinese New Year and no one cared.