"Hee-hee...... Little beggar, why are you screaming so loudly? No matter how loud the voice is, there is nothing to eat. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Suddenly, a crisp laugh interrupted Song Jie's daydream. Well, it's a daydream, because it's just noon, and it's still far from getting dark.

Song Jie angrily glanced at the girl on the other side of the wall who only showed a small head, rolled his eyes secretly, and said, "Hey, little girl, who told you that I was a little beggar, be careful that I sue you for slander." ”

Song Jie recognized this girl when he saw her, and in the memory of the last two months, this girl would appear from here every day and bring something to eat.

In that memory, except for the old housekeeper, this girl is the best person, and even Song Jie has a feeling of closeness to this girl.

It's a pity that the girl hasn't appeared in the past few days, and then this body is hungry, and that's how Song Jie's opportunity to possess himself came.

The girl looked at Song Jie in astonishment, not understanding why such a big change had occurred after not seeing this person for a few days.

Song Jie didn't notice the other party's strange appearance, and said to himself: "Besides, have you ever seen such a handsome and dashing beggar as me?"

He found that after he found himself in this body, even his mind seemed to become a lot more lively. If it was in his previous life, he would definitely not do such a boring and childish thing with a little girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Well, thirteen or fourteen years old was a little girl in his previous life.

The girl also rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Little beggar, no shame, no shame." ”

"Hey, hey, okay to give some face?" Song Jie's face fell: "Little girl, you haven't seen what I look like, how do you know that I'm not handsome, I just haven't cleaned it up well, as long as I tidy it up a little, you will know what it means to be better than Pan An, and dare to say that I am not ashamed." ”

Of course, he was 100 percent right...... Eh, he opened his eyes and said nonsense, he himself has never seen what this body looks like now, how can he know if it looks better than Pan An.

The girl actually didn't know what Song Jie's body looked like, even if it was a really beautiful man who looked better than Pan An, he put on a beggar costume and got dirty, and he couldn't be handsome.

Well, this girl is not a monkey, she doesn't have fiery eyes, and of course she doesn't know what Song Jie looks like.

However, although I don't know, as soon as the tsundere attribute broke out, there was a way to deal with Song Jie, only to see the girl blink her big flickering eyes and ask, "Who is Pan An, is he ugly?"

Pan An is ugly? If the teacher who taught you to read hears about it, he will have to beat your ass.

Oh, no, I forgot, it seems that most women in ancient times didn't read, and women are virtuous if they are not talented!

Forget it, for the sake of this evil feudal society, you can have three wives and four concubines, I will forgive you for your ignorance.

Is there any necessary connection between the two?

It doesn't seem like there's any. Ahem, let's get down to business.

Song Jie's small chest straightened, and he had the arrogance of pointing out the country, cleared his throat, and said, "Ahem, Pan An, you don't know ......."

He was about to continue, but the girl suddenly interrupted him, and said innocently: "Isn't he ugly?" ”

cough cough cough, Song Jie was interrupted by her like this, and he almost didn't hold his breath. He can see it, this dead girl doesn't know who Pan An is, this is a change of law to hurt him. ”

"Who said Pan An was ugly? Ah! Tell you, little girl, Pan An is the most beautiful man in ancient and modern times. Song Jie said angrily.

"Oh!" the girl nodded, staring at her big innocent eyes: "What about Song Yu?"

"Well, Song Yu, of course Song Yu is also the first beautiful man. Song Jie's face was red, full of grief and indignation, damn, he actually forgot about this ancestor of his family, fortunately, his face was dirty, and others couldn't see that he was blushing.

"Then who is the most beautiful man in ancient and modern times, Song Yu or Pan An?" the girl said curiously, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Song Jie rolled his eyes, who Nima could explain this problem clearly, so he had to say haha: "It's all the same, it's all the same, the two of them are tied for first place, yes, it's tied for first place." ”

"Then who is more handsome?" The girl didn't seem to give up without asking the answer, and she had to ask Song Jie to give an answer.

"Hmph, let you be so narcissistic, see if you dare next time. The girl thought proudly to herself. If Song Jie knew what the little girl was thinking, he would never dare to tease Xiao Loli at will.

The black-bellied little Lori is the most fatal!

Well, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl can also be regarded as a little Lori. It doesn't matter if he's or not, it's decided.

Song Jie can now see that this dead girl is deliberate, and the whole person has become lazy again, and said weakly: "Whoever they love is handsome and who is handsome, anyway, they are not as handsome as me." Little girl, are you thinking of spring? How do you ask about beautiful men? Speaking of this, he suddenly jumped up, squeezed his eyebrows, and said, "What do you think of me? Three meals a day is enough."

The girl's cheeks turned half red, and she didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry, she glared at Song Jie and said, "The little beggar is thick-skinned, and he is not ashamed, so he won't tell you." After saying that, he turned around and jumped backwards, and the whole person disappeared into the wall.

"Little girl, don't go!" Song Ming shouted anxiously, puffed up the loudest voice, and shouted: "Little girl, remember to bring me something to eat." ”

He is directly treating other little girls as an all-round meal ticket.

After shouting, all his strength seemed to be exhausted, and he sat down in the corner of the wall and took two breaths.

Even shouting can lack oxygen, how weak is this physique? No, solve the stomach problem first, and then you have to exercise, otherwise you will be dragged to death by this physique sooner or later.

To exercise, running is essential, in addition to doing squats, frog jumps, etc.

Swim...... Forget about swimming, looking at this place like this, it is estimated that there is not much water source, and if you go swimming again, it is estimated that there are all those who will be killed.

Just as Song Jie kept arranging her exercise plan, the girl's voice appeared behind her again: "Here, little beggar." ”

Song Jie stretched out his hand, and an oiled paper bag fell into his hand, opened it three times and two times, and when he saw the contents inside, his saliva flowed very spinelessly.

"Wowhaha, roast chicken! As he spoke, he directly tore off a chicken leg, gnawed it clean in three bites, threw the chicken bone casually, and tore off another chicken thigh.

Anyway, there was no community aunt in ancient times, and she had the ability to travel through time and space to fine me. Take me back when you leave.

"Uh......h The roast chicken is ok...... Whining...... It's just that the heat is a little worse, well, it needs to be improved. He didn't forget to comment on it while eating.

The little girl's face on the other side of the courtyard wall is dark, and she can't stop your mouth when she eats, it turns out that the little beggar doesn't have so many words, why did she suddenly change her temper.

"Eat slowly, you're not afraid of choking. The little girl said angrily: "It's like being reincarnated like a starving ghost." ”

Song Ming stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth, and secretly rolled his eyes, what does it mean to be 'reincarnated like a starving ghost', if I hadn't crossed over immediately, this body would have become a starving ghost, okay.

"Little beggar, let me ask you a question. The little girl leaned on the wall with her face in her hands.

Say. Song Jie spit out a word vaguely and stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth.

"Foodie. The little girl said hatefully: "What good thing happened to you today, why are you so abnormal?"

"Eh!" Song Jie was stunned for a moment, swallowed hard, and finally swallowed all the chicken in his mouth, blinked his eyes, and said, "Am I abnormal today?"

The little girl looked at him strangely and nodded, "You didn't talk so much nonsense before, but today it's a bit much." ”

"Oh, hehe, it's not like I haven't seen you for a few days, I miss you so much, I've saved a lot of words, and today you suddenly appeared, a little too excited. Don't worry about these useless things, and the meat? Song Jie lied without even blinking his eyes, and then quickly changed the topic.

"Big foodie!" the little girl pouted helplessly, and said, "One whole chicken is not enough for you to eat?"

"My meat! No, my muscle (chicken) meat! It's still wrong, my roast chicken!"

Song Jie howled a few times, and the little girl finally couldn't help it, with a calm little face, and said, "It's not promising! Haven't you finished eating the roast chicken? ”

Song Jie straightened his face, and said sternly: "The so-called gentleman is not subject to food, of course eat, give it to me, starve to death." ”

The little girl was completely defeated, and said gloomily: "Didn't you say that you don't want to be eaten?"

"I'm talking about gentlemen who don't eat what they want. Song Jie said proudly: "I'm not a gentleman." ”

The corners of the little girl's mouth twitched, I really don't know, what is there to be proud of. The little beggar really hasn't changed for a few days. Raising his hand, he threw another oiled paper bag over the wall and threw it directly into Song Jie's arms.

Song Jie held half a roast chicken in his left hand, opened a new oiled paper bag with his right hand, took out a steamed bun, and bit off about a third of it.

"Wow, that's pretty muscourky. The chef's steamed buns are well steamed. Song Ming admired, and at the same time kept in his mouth. Three steamed buns and a roast chicken were sacrificed to his five internal organs temple after a while.

"Hiccup!" Song Jie burped contentedly, leaned lazily against the corner with a round belly, and kept chirping: "It's so full." It would be nice to have another roast chicken. ”

"It's like I've never eaten meat, and I'm really a big foodie. The little girl did not hide her disdain.

Song Jie said nonchalantly: "Do you think I don't have to worry about food and clothing like you? I haven't eaten meat for two months." ”

He really hadn't eaten meat for two months, and all he ate for those two months was instant noodles, and there was no meat at all.

Unexpectedly, the little girl said angrily: "Nonsense." I brought you a leg of lamb the other day. Mutton is not meat. ”

I even ate mutton a few days ago, wouldn't it! Song Jie carefully recalled his memories of the last two months. It seems, it seems, I have been eating meat every day for the past two months, all brought by the little girl.

Nima, a three-good young man living in a bustling metropolis, doesn't even have the food of an ancient beggar. This Nima is too pitiful.

However, after thinking about the food in the first two months, and then thinking about the fate of the kid now, Song Jie was full of slander in his heart. This is the typical example of not dying without dying.

is already weak, but he still dares to overeat, and he doesn't even know the truth that his weakness is not replenished and he is too late, who will die if you kid don't die?

Taken together, eating meat every day for the past two months is equivalent to chronic suicide, and today it happens that the suicide was successful.

However, I seem to have eaten a lot just now. In the future, we must pay attention to the fact that eating a full meal is beneficial to physical and mental health.

"Little Beggar......

"Stop!" Song Jie, who was full of food and sleep, didn't want to see this title.

Graduates of my dignified Jingcheng University must have academic qualifications and appearances. Even if you cross over now, you can't be reduced to being a beggar.

I hate beggars who have hands and feet and beg for a living, and the legendary beggar disciples are typical examples.

The little girl said strangely, "What are you doing?"

"Cough!" Song Ming cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Didn't I tell you, I'm not a beggar, don't you see?"

"My name is Song Jie, you can call me Brother Jie in the future. Song Jie said shamelessly.

"Little Beggar......

"Ahem! Call me Brother Jie. Song Jie's face was stiff, and his tone was serious.

"Oh!" the little girl blinked and smiled: "Brother Jie, you don't look like a scholar at all, a scholar should be like Teacher Lu." ”

Song Jie looked himself up and down, dirty and torn clothes, he really didn't look like a scholar, his face was red, and he decided not to dwell on this issue, it was too much of a loss.

So he asked faintly, "Who is Mr. Lu?"

"Teacher Lu is the Xibin invited by my father. The little girl replied crisply.

Song Jie was confused again, what did Xibin do, I hadn't heard of it. It's a shame to just say you don't know?

The little girl looked at Song Jie's expression and said with a smile: "Brother Jie, you don't even know what Xibin is, right?"

I am a scholar in hundreds of years, how do you know what the term means now, Song Jie secretly slandered himself, but on the surface, he was hard-mouthed.

"Xibin, right? How could Brother Jie not know. You made me think about it, and I forgot about it for a while. Song Jie said stiffly.

The little girl nodded obediently, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. But what does that "I don't believe" look mean?

Forget it, just don't see it.

Seeing that Song Jie couldn't answer for a while, the little girl thought about showing off again, and said with a grin: "Mr. Lu is the gentleman who taught me to read, and he knows a lot of things." ”

"Oh!" Song Jie patted his thigh and suddenly realized: "It turns out that he is a tutor." ”

Strange, how do you feel that these four words have a faint sense of evil.

"What is a governess?" asked the little girl curiously.

Song Jie pretended to be serious: "It's the same as Xibin, but the name is different." This is a name for the Far West. ”

The devil knows if there is such a term in the West now, but at this time it has initially entered the stage of modern industrial civilization, so there should be.

The little girl said "wow" and said excitedly: "Brother Jie, you even know the things in the extreme west." ”

"Of course, I'm a scholar, isn't there a saying that 'if you don't go out, you can know the world'. Song Jie raised his head proudly, finally no longer having to be despised by the little girl.

The little girl seemed to think of something happy about her, and said happily: "Brother Jie, Mr. Lu knows a lot of interesting stories, do you know it too?"

"Of course. Hearing this, Song Jie became even more proud, if he knew more stories than anyone, how could the ancients living in this period be better than him living in the era of the information explosion.

If it were a story, he would be able to tell it for three days and three nights without repetition.

"Great!" the little girl cheered happily, making Song Jie feel very depressed.

I tell stories, why are you so happy?

The little girl's next sentence completely exposed her careful thinking.

"Brother Jie, do you know the story of the Three Kingdoms?"

Song Jie looked at the little girl's expectant expression and nodded with difficulty.

"Great, Brother Jie, tell me the story of the Three Kingdoms. The little girl's eyes were smiling like crescents.

Song Jie rolled his eyelids and said helplessly: "You said that you are a girl, what do you listen to the story of the Three Kingdoms." It's full of intrigues. You should take a look at the Red Chamber...... "No, Dream of Red Mansions was banned in the Qing Dynasty, and besides, I don't know which emperor it is now, if you can't get it, Dream of Red Mansions hasn't been written yet."

"Ahem, let's continue with the story of the Three Kingdoms. Which one would you like to hear?"

"Zhuge Liang three qi Zhou Yu. Last time, Mr. Lu didn't talk about it. "The little girl is now like a schoolboy who listens carefully.

Song Jie almost didn't catch his breath, he had watched many issues of the Hundred Pulpits in his previous life, if he didn't know that this story was fictional, it would be really in vain.

Knowing that it is fictional, but it has to be told to a fourteen-year-old girl, is this considered a misguided child!

Forget it, I'd better not give her a lecture.

"Actually, this story is fictional in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Zhou Yu in history is actually a person with a lot of energy......"

"No, Brother Jie. Teacher Lu said that Zhou Yu was narrow-minded, so he was angry with Zhuge Liang, and asked me not to learn from him and be an open-minded person. ”

Song Jie muttered in his heart, what is this Teacher Lu is really a mistaken child, Mei Zhoulang's reputation has been ruined in the hands of these people.

"What Mr. Lu said is just fiction, not the real Zhou Yu, and it should not be true. Song Jie raised his eyebrows, intending to continue.

"Wait!" The little girl stopped Song Jie and said, "Brother Jie, the story you told can't be connected with the story told by Teacher Lu, let's go and ask Teacher Lu first." ”

One is history, the other is romance, if it can be connected, it will be hell.

Song Jie waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I can't get in." ”

"Stupid!" the little girl once again despised Song Jie's IQ before she said, "Isn't it okay to come in through the back door?" I'll open the door for you. With that, he went down the wall.

Song Jie watched the little girl disappear in a hurry, was stunned for a moment, touched his nose, and seemed to be despised by the little girl again.

With a wry smile, he raised his feet and walked towards the back door.

By the time Song Ming came to the back door, the little girl had already opened the door and was waiting.

"Come with me, Mr. Lu should take a nap in the study now. Let's go and see if Mr. Lu is awake. The little girl greeted her, and she jumped ahead by herself.

The two of them came to the study together, and the little girl was afraid that Mr. Lu would not wake up from a nap and it would be inconvenient to go in, so she went around the window lightly, pulled off the golden hairpin on her head, stabbed a small hole in the window paper, and looked over.

Song Jie looked at the scenery in the courtyard by himself, this courtyard was much larger than the courtyard house he lived in his previous life.

Just as he was reminiscing about his previous life, he suddenly felt the little girl pull on his clothes, turned his head, and saw the little girl pointing to the punctured hole, which meant that he wanted him to go over and see for himself.

Song Jie was confused, and came to the window lightly, learning from the little girl's eyes to look over.

I saw a middle-aged man in the study sitting cross-legged on a chair, smiling, his right hand raised slightly in the air, and with a gentle sound, it seemed that something was touching the wall.

He knew that this middle-aged man should be that Teacher Lu, and he looked over following the voice just now, only to see dozens of flies lying on the opposite panel, motionless.

What is going on, Song Jie frowned, stared intently, and finally discovered the mystery, but saw that there was a golden needle as thin as a hair on the back of each fly.

The needle was so thin that it was hard to make out from such a distance, but because the time had not been cut, the sunlight was slightly oblique, shining into the window, and the golden needle was reflected in the sunlight.

What a powerful needle, this Nima and Dongfang are undefeated in the same family, right?

Suddenly, Song Jie looked at the scene in front of him and was stunned for a moment, how did this scene feel a little familiar.

Thinking like this, before pulling out of the window, the little girl was still waiting next to her at this time, and when she saw him leave the window, she whispered, "Teacher Lu is so powerful, isn't it?"

Song Jie still had the heart to joke with the little girl at this time, he thought about the scene just now, and became more and more familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he turned over the memory of this body, but he still found nothing.

"Little girl, Yansui Town, Teacher Lu, and the most critical golden needle. It really feels more and more familiar. And Teacher Lu is also a monster, how can anyone throw such a thin golden needle so accurately, this is not a secret weapon, unless it is a martial arts master......"

Thinking of this, Song Jie's heart suddenly flashed, and he stood on the spot, but he kept muttering: "Martial arts master, golden needle, Qing Dynasty ......"

The little girl saw Song Jie standing in place, and kept muttering something in her mouth, but she ignored her, and called out twice: "Little beggar, hey! Little beggar, you are talking!"

"Don't make trouble!" Song Jie was thinking of the key point, and vaguely felt that if he figured this out, he would know a very important thing.

"Hmph!" the little girl snorted coquettishly, pouting sullenly, but although she didn't know what was going on with Song Jie, she didn't continue to bother, just waited beside her obediently.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the study: "Yuan Zhi, are you outside?"

When Song Jie heard this voice, he was suddenly startled, there were only two words left in his head, and he turned his head to look at the little girl, he knew that the teacher Lu in the study must be called this little girl, and the little girl's name was "Yuan Zhi", this name reminded Song Jie of a series of questions he was thinking about earlier, but it made him have a shocking guess.

Song Jie immediately didn't care about anything else, and pulled the little girl to walk briskly outside the courtyard.

"Little girl, tell me, is your name Li Yuanzhi?" Song Jie stared at the little girl tightly as he walked, with a little uneasiness in his eyes, a little panic, and a little... Expect!

"Huh!" the little girl looked at him curiously, and asked, "How do you know my name?" ”

"Sure enough!" Song Jie looked surprised, looked in the direction of the study, and then turned his head to look at Li Yuanzhi in front of him, but the fear and panic in his eyes gradually faded, and finally sighed and said: "I finally know why that scene just now feels so familiar." ”

Forgot to update, compensate for a 6,000-word chapter, who else。。。。。