Chapter 47: Flowing Water

The little girl spoke weakly, her voice was almost inaudible, but she was not afraid to speak, but she was extremely weak, so she would be like this.

It must be for the cold, hungry.

But seeing the man in white with the sword, his eyes slowly moved to the girl, one big and one small looked at each other, the little girl seemed to see two pools of deep valley springs, and the darkness under them was endless, but it was a shock to her young heart, and then she avoided her eyes, but she didn't know what she thought, the little girl hesitated again and again, but she still turned back timidly, mustered up her courage, and met the man's deep and unfathomable eyes, and when she watched again, it was not as scared as the first time.

"Huh?" the man was surprised.

The woman next to her seemed to want to say something, but the man waved her hand and stopped.

I saw the man, looking at the little girl fixedly, the cold wind was cold, and the bones of the little body had already been scraped to the skin pale and colorless.

The man suddenly said, "I have something to eat, but I can't give it to you for free." ”

The little girl is not yet ten years old, and her immature heart has not yet been stained with too many spots of the world's mortal dust.

Therefore, although the little girl understands the six words "can't give it to you for nothing", the focus of her understanding is only the word "can't", but according to what the man said, the four words "give it to you for nothing" are the most important.

Yes, it is conditional.

The little girl spoke slowly, and the two rows of small teeth were chattering: "Why?"

"Why, for you?" the man asked rhetorically.

"I'm hungry. The little girl's voice became more and more whispering, like a candle in the wind, which could be blown out by the wind at any time, and sounded even more pitiful.

I don't know if the man is really that hard-hearted, if it were someone else, if there was still a little conscience and kindness in his heart, he would have already taken pity on this poor little girl and picked her up, wishing to wrap her tightly in a thick cotton coat, for fear that she would freeze for half a minute. After seeing her little face flushed, I can put my mind at ease, and then take her to have a good meal, and there is no need for any delicacies from the mountains and seas, people who have been hungry for a long time, it is best to drink a bowl of light gruel, which is not only to nourish the stomach, but also to avoid the big fish and meat in a hurry, which cannot be eliminated, and it is very likely that it will kill you.

In the final analysis, aren't the most innocent and distressing people in the world all these ignorant and naΓ―ve children? Human nature is inherently good, if it were not for the tribulations, setbacks, and many evolutions of the day after tomorrow, most people in this world would have been so simple-hearted, and how could there be so many vicious and malicious people.

However, the changes in the world and the transformation of human nature are destined to make it impossible for so many ideals to come. What each person does may represent a variable, and it will affect another person to go in different directions.

And what the man in white with the sword is doing now is also a variable, and what is affected by it is the little girl sitting alone on the threshold of the dilapidated mansion in front of her. Between a few simple words, or in other words, between his response to the little girl's words, there were already two paths left for the little girl, however, the choice was not in the girl's hands.

Two paths, life or death.

The man may help the little girl, but it must be conditional, and once the little girl agrees to the man, it means that the two of them, invisibly, have been tied together, it can also be said that the fetters, and the future is good or bad, now it is naturally impossible to see through, but no matter what, the little girl still survived, didn't it?

And this first path should always be much better than the second one, which can be called a "dead end". If the man in white did not have any mercy, he would not have given any help to the little girl, even if it was a little food, he would not be stingy. So, what else could the little girl face? It is nothing more than that in this snowy day, she has no support, no food and clothing, and in the end she is just one of the thousands of frozen bones in the capital, the difference is only her age, compared to others, she is still young, and that's it.

And even if the little girl plucked up all her strength, followed the many refugees on the peach blossom street, supported her to go to the Qingyuan Fang, and got the court's alms and resettlement, after all, she would not die. However, in the final analysis, her young state of mind will inevitably change, leaving a deep trace in her heart, no matter how good her previous temperament is, it will inevitably change her temperament greatly, and a piece of jade, which is very likely to be good, will also be broken because of this.

It's just that the man is willing to ask for this piece of jade, but he still says otherwise.

The man in white did not change his expression, still as water, and did not give charity to the little girl because she looked pitiful, but just asked, "What is your name?"

The little girl didn't know why the man asked her name, but in her young heart, she vaguely understood that the person in front of her was very likely to be her lifesaver, and she could give her a little to eat. The little head already feels dizzy and dizzy, and the things in the eyes gradually turn black, as if it were dark, but here, it is still daytime, and the snow is falling in the sky, but the things that are seen in the surrounding hundreds of steps, if there is no eye disease, can also be seen clearly. The little girl was confused and replied, "My name is Long Yuxuan." ”

"Long?" the man gave a look of surprise.

The female road beside her, her originally calm face, was suddenly covered with surprise.

Seeing that the woman in white didn't wait for the man to say anything, she had already raised her steps and walked towards the little girl.

"Chiba ......" what the man wanted to say.

This time, it was the turn of the female road to turn her head and look at him with disgust, and the man sighed, and then stopped stopping her, and let her go.

The snow drifted in the air, unconsciously, it had covered most of his body, the man frowned, his shoulders shook, and then covered with snow, they were all shaken and scattered, and the man immediately raised his steps, walked up the steps of the gate, and then stood behind the female road, looking at the little girl.

It was also an accident.

What seemed to be his business was suddenly his turn to intervene.

I saw the female Dao squatting down, her face was kind and kind, and she said with concern: "Little girl, are you okay?"

The little girl named Long Yuxuan, after saying her name, felt heavy sleepy, a pair of small eyes kept opening and closing, gradually narrowing more and more, drowsy, suddenly, but it seemed that she could no longer feel hunger and cold, hazy, and seemed to find the familiar warm feeling when she was a child.

It's like, the peace of hiding in the arms of the mother, and the reliability of leaning on the back of the father.

But it is a picture of returning to the light before dying.

The poor little girl suddenly closed her eyes completely, but a sweet smile appeared on her dirty little face, and then, the bones of her little body were crooked, and she was about to fall back behind the threshold.

But the female Dao reached out in time to grab the little girl and take her into her arms.

The tentacles were extremely cold, and the female Dao, who was called "Chiba" by the man, only felt in her heart that what she was holding in her arms at this time did not look like a little girl, but just a piece of frozen ice.

There was still a trace of warmth at all.

Unexpectedly, this little girl has persevered for so long in this cold wind and freezing snow.

At the bottom of her ancient heart, there was still a faint ripple after all.

This ripple is not to be taken lightly.

A cultivator, a change in mood, a ripple, can already evolve into a storm.

"The fire in my heart is swaying, and I am going to die. Suddenly, there was a voice without a trace of emotion.

"But it's not your fault!" the female Taoist then turned her head to look at the man, and said angrily.

The man opened his mouth speechlessly, and then was silent, naturally he was very smart and did not intend to argue anything with the woman, what he had to understand was: in front of the woman, he could not be eloquent.

In fact, the female Dao also understood in her heart, and she naturally couldn't blame him for this. Not to mention that the monks climb the mountain to cultivate, the first thing is to focus on the sky, to seek the heavens and ask, to be ruthless to the world, in the final analysis, sometimes it is to ensure that they are less involved in cause and effect, and for ordinary people, perhaps, it is really not a bad thing.

And herself, if she was talking about her heart, if she hadn't heard the little girl's name just now, if the little girl didn't have the surname "Long", perhaps, she would still be coldly watching, right?

However, this little guy was surnamed Long, and he sat in front of the dilapidated Shouguo Mansion.

It's really hard to think about not caring and watching.

From the palm of the female way, a warm air flow slowly flowed out, and then flowed into the little girl's body.

With the passage of this air current, I saw that the little girl's small body, which was originally as cold as ice, gradually gave birth to warmth, and soon, it became like a small stove, and the originally pale skin also had a ruddy and bloody color.

In the man's deep eyes, the little girl in the arms of the female Dao in front of her, the faint flame in her body was almost transparently extinguished, but suddenly, it seemed that a large handful of firewood was suddenly added, and then fire oil was added, and in an instant, a flame rose from the raging again.

If the fire in the heart is not extinguished, it means that the person has not died.

The man wondered, "The fish that slipped through the net?"

The woman in front of her wanted to nod, but a trace of uncertainty flashed in her eyes, and finally shook her head and said, "I don't know." ”

"Just ask, and you'll know. The man said.

saw the little girl in her arms here, but did not wake up as expected, but fell asleep peacefully. I saw that her sleeping appearance was cute, and her small mouth snored slightly, which was very interesting.

The man looked at it and said, "Yes, I brought another oil bottle." ”

After saying this, it naturally caused a dissatisfied and disgusted stare from the female dao.

Suddenly, she looked like a young woman with a childish child in her arms.

The man didn't know what he was thinking, touched his nose, and stopped talking at all.

Heavy snow fell outside.

The little girl in her arms, time is flowing, and in the blink of an eye, the dragon and snake have appeared.