Seeing everyone walking away, Yuan Xiaoguan rubbed his shoulders and prepared to continue to go back to maintain his energy-saving state. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Brother Yuan...... Take this!" A timid voice sounded behind him. When I turned around, I saw a little girl standing in front of her with a red face, holding a small wooden box in her hand and handing it to her.

"Oh, Qu Zhen, the sacrifice is about to begin, why don't you go to the city with them?—what is this?" Xu saw the shadow of the Central Plains culture in her, and Yuan Xiaoguan always felt that this girl named Qu Zhen Laze was very kind, so he usually talked to her the most.

"This is the gold sore medicine my father gave me, rub it on my shoulder, and it will be fine soon. Qu Zhen said and stuffed the wooden box into Yuan Xiaoguan's hand, thinking of what her father had taught her to say that "men and women don't kiss", and her face was feverish.

Yuan Xiaoguan spread out his palm, but saw that this was a delicate sandalwood carved box, and the box was engraved with several Chinese characters of "Tianya Dart Bureau", faintly revealing a clear fragrance.

"Is this the gold sore medicine?" martial arts novels and games are famous, but Yuan Xiaoguan has never seen it with his own eyes, he opened the box cautiously driven by curiosity, but saw that the box was a yellow paste wrapped in oiled paper, and he came to the tip of his nose and smelled it, there was a smell of musk and camphor, similar to the smell of rheumatism and bruising cream in later generations.

"Nerd, this is for wiping, not smelling. Qu Zhen said with a smile.

Yuan Xiaoguan smiled and returned the box: "No need, this medicine looks quite precious, Ben Shao is strong and strong, this little injury is not in the way." He shook his shoulders as he spoke.

"You ......" Qu Zhen inherited her mother's stubbornness and her father's elegance, seeing that Yuan Xiaoguan didn't appreciate her feelings, she was angry but not easy to attack, her mouth was flattened, and her eyes gradually turned red.

"Hey!" Yuan Xiaoguan couldn't get used to her crying at every turn, and hurriedly grabbed the box, "I use it, can't I use it? You, it's really impossible to make water? Where you are, God doesn't have to rain." ”

Seeing that Yuan Xiaoguan took out the ointment and rubbed it lightly on the wound on his shoulder, Qu Zhen just had a sunny day after the rain, his little nose wrinkled, and he glared at him "viciously": "Daddy said that it snowed a lot when I was born, and said that my whole body was white and ......" Speaking of this, he felt inappropriate, and hurriedly stopped his mouth, "-Hmph! That, anyway, I still have a name called Dong Xue'er, and snow is made of water." ”

"Dong Xue'er?Central Plains name!" Yuan Xiaoguan stopped rubbing his hand on his shoulder and asked curiously, "Sister Qu Zhen, there is something I have wanted to ask you for a long time, are you mixed-race?"

"Half-blood?"

"It's just that your father and mother are not from the same place. ”

Qu Zhen showed an expression of "you have a little brain": "My mother won't let me say it, it's a shame, but my father said that the world is a family, there is nothing to be ashamed of, of course I listen to my father." Yes, my father is a native of Shuzhong in the Central Plains, and I am what you are talking about...... Hybrid. Hmph, if I know it's not a good thing to say about this hybrid, I'll ...... Hmph, see how I clean you up. ”

Yuan Xiaoguan thought to himself what else would you do besides crying, listening to your left daddy and daddy, your father-lover complex is quite serious. But he said: "Good words, of course good words, in our hometown, mixed-race people are all big beauties, very beautiful, especially popular." Qu Zhen, tell me about your father, does he have anything to do with the 'Tianya Dart Game' on this box?"

"Is he saying I'm pretty?" Qu Zhen thought so, and her face turned red again: "Hmph, for the sake of you saying good things, I have permission, from now on, you can call me Xue'er when no one is around." ”

"Yes, Cher!

"Hmph, of course, that's my dad's name, and if you want to call my dad, he's a great man......"

As soon as she talked about her father, Xue'er became interested, sat on the grass and began to talk. Yuan Xiaoguan sighed secretly while listening, this little girl is obviously very timid and shy, but she has learned to speak in a domineering tone like a queen, what a contradictory creature. Dong Xue'er, you love humming so much, wouldn't it be better to simply call Dong Hum? When the time comes, marry a Xi Hum, you will be the second general of Hum. Yuan Xiaoguan complained in his heart, it was not that he hated Xue'er, on the contrary, since he had this companion, he felt that the days of herding sheep were much better. It's just that in his previous life, he liked to scold and play with his roommates and joke around, which is a sign of intimacy. But in front of this crybaby, she didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear that if she accidentally stimulated her sensitive crying nerves, it would be troublesome. Therefore, he can only say these words in his heart.

While speaking, Yuan Xiaoguan learned: Xue'er's father is the dart master of the Shuzhong Tianya Dart Bureau, a genius who can write and martial arts, and usually exports into chapters, it is said that the accounts of the dart bureau are in the hands of her father, and the martial arts are said to be under the mastery of a certain great sect, which is even more powerful, as for how powerful the method, the little girl can't say it, and it is estimated that there is no standard for judging in her heart. Her father is the patriarch of the East Woman who met when he was walking on the business road, and the East Girl clan is to trade for a living, and sometimes need to deal with the dart board, after a few cooperation, the two gradually developed feelings, and then ...... on a thunderstorm and a night when they couldn't see their fingers. Of course, the final scene was imagined by Yuan Xiaoguan himself. However, from Xue'er's words, it can be heard that the relationship between her father and mother is not very good, not to mention the perennial separation, her father only has three days a year to visit his daughter in the East Female Clan.

Speaking of not seeing her father all year round, Xue'er's eye circles began to redden. Yuan Xiaoguan saw that the situation was not easy to control, so he hurriedly changed the topic and told her some interesting stories about her childhood, of course, from her previous life, and finally diverted the little girl's attention. After this toss, it was getting late.

"Xue'er, the sun is about to go down, do you think the sacrifice is over?" Yuan Xiaoguan kindly reminded.

"Oops!" Cher remembered, and raised her ass in surprise and ran.

"Hey! Yuan Xiaoguan shouted at her back.

"I've got you. Xue'er stepped on the horse and walked away, making Yuan Xiaoguan envious.

"Hmph! I should practice riding another day. - Cut, why am I humming too?" Yuan Xiaoguan muttered to himself. His current identity is a shepherd boy who helps Zampu's family herd sheep, and the big sacrifice is not qualified to go, although Zampu did not give him the mark of a slave, but this sheep herding is a slave thing. If it weren't for Nian who helped Zampu when he was in the most difficult time, he wouldn't have done this cheap errand, you know, his ambition is to become the supreme martial arts, and he also has this condition.

Just thinking about his future plans, his stomach was "growling" again, and although it didn't take much effort to start with Sambu just now, it made his already hungry stomach even hungrier after the event. The mutton promised by Chidu sounded, and the saliva flowed, and he hurriedly drove the sheep to a place with abundant water and grass with the whip he had just snatched, so that they could graze freely, and ran towards a small tent in the distance.

The tent was small, with two straw mats, a black blanket, a cowhide water bag and a gray cloth wrap in the corner of the tent, and nothing else. Yuan Xiaoguan sat on the straw mat, looking at everything in the tent, and couldn't help sighing.

When Yuan Xiaoguan first came to this world, he was poor and white, thanks to his natural divine power to subdue the startled horse, saved Zampu's youngest son Chidu once, and relied on Zampu's reward to settle down and survive, and later relied on helping people graze barely to make a living, but because he ate too much, most of the time it was still difficult to eat.

"Alas, I'm poor now, when will I be able to return to the Central Plains and learn peerless martial arts?"

After feeling sorry for himself for a while, he bent down to open the gray cloth package, took out a rag bag, patted it, tied the bag around his waist, bent down and got out of the tent, looked in the direction of the city, and strode away.

The annual sacrificial activities were held in the capital of Tubo, Luo Some City, Yuan Xiaoguan could not ride a horse, and it was late when he arrived, and the sacrificial activities were nearing the end.

Today's Tubo State is essentially a loose group of several large clans, so the capital of the country is mostly symbolic, and the cities are not prosperous, not even comparable to some large clan cities. The most prosperous place in the whole city is the area around the Fenggu Temple. Fenggu Temple is located in the northwest corner of the city, even the square covers an area of more than 8,000 acres, the temple enshrines the statue of a god of harvest, the statue is 3 meters high, the whole body is carved with white jade, the outside is gilded with gold powder, the body wears gold and silver, it is a treasure of the city of Luo. During the sacrifice, each clan sent representatives to offer cattle and sheep to pray for good weather in the coming year. The priest presided over the slaughter of cattle and sheep on the spot, and some of them were offered to the god of harvest in the temple and some were given to the people who participated in the sacrifice.

This is the most enjoyable festival for the Tibetan people, regardless of whether they are rich or poor. The aristocracy was happy to listen to the master's lectures on Buddhism and show off their wealth, and the poor were happy to stay away from work and eat and drink freely. Because cattle and sheep as a symbol of the wealth of the clan, it is forbidden to slaughter in normal times, many ordinary herdsmen rarely eat meat once a year, only in today's such a sacrifice can have the opportunity to taste the taste of meat, so the sacrifice is very lively, there are a lot of herdsmen from near and far, and the square in front of the Fenggu Temple in the city is crowded with people. Smelling the smell of meat coming from the cauldron on the north side of the square, everyone's appetite moved.

Yuan Xiaoguan swallowed his saliva and searched for Chidu's figure in the crowd, but unexpectedly, it was Chidu who first discovered him with a different skin color and appearance. In fact, Chidu was following Xue'er's side, and he followed Xue'er's gaze to find Yuan Xiaoguan.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuan, because the sacrifice was about to start in the afternoon, so ......" ran to Yuan Xiaoguan's side and said in a flattering tone.

"Don't talk about these useless things!" Yuan Xiaoguan interrupted him, "When will you take me in?"

"The Wisdom Zen Master has finished reciting the sutra and is about to divide the meat. Chidu said, "You go to the gate of the backyard and wait, and then I will take you to sneak into the temple, and you won't be able to eat all the meat inside." ”

Yuan Xiaoguan nodded, got out of the crowd and walked towards the backyard of the temple. Just when he was about to get impatient of waiting, he finally saw Chidu secretly gesturing to him at the back door of the temple.