Several big men were stunned, and their attention was attracted by Su Zhuo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 "Brother, I advise you to be less nosy!"

Su Zhuo smiled: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, I have been sitting here alone for a long time, and no one has come to talk to me, so I am going to get sick." Why don't we talk together?"

The bearded man scolded: "Phew! Who has time to chat with you! If you delay Young Master Sun's good deeds, who can afford it?"

"Young Master Sun?" Su Zhuo asked, "What's good about him?" Why don't you talk about it, maybe I can help you find someone!"

Several people were suspicious, and the person who led the person finally said: "I won't tell you, we are from Cuihong Mansion in Yaocheng County." It was only because a girl ran away that we chased here. She is the son of the governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi, and she should have accompanied Young Master Sun tonight. Who knew that the maid didn't pay attention this morning and ran away for her. If Young Master Sun starts a fire, no one can afford it. If you see it, tell us!"

Su Zhuo understood, and sneered: "What's the matter with my Dao, it turns out that I am a brothel slave who forced Liang to become a prostitute!"

When the men heard this, they were furious, and they scolded with their beards: "It turns out that you are here to entertain us! The little girl's skin must have been hidden by you!"

The man at the head still had some conscience, and he didn't want to harm others, so he blurted out: "The third child, I can't help it!" But he was already a step slower. The stick in his beard slammed down on the top of Su Zhuo's head. Several people had already closed their eyes, and they couldn't bear to watch the scene of Su Zhuo's brain bursting.

Who knew that there was no sound of a wooden stick hitting the skull, and when everyone opened their eyes, they saw Su Zhuo gently holding the end of the wooden stick with one hand. The beard's face was flushed, and no matter how hard he tried, the stick just couldn't be beaten. Everyone watched in amazement at this strange scene. I saw Su Zhuo's face full of smiles, and he didn't seem to have any strength at all.

Su sneered suddenly, and with his internal strength, the end of the wooden stick in his hand suddenly "clanged", and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of debris and fell to the ground. This kind of scene, when have these rough men seen it, their eyes widened one by one, and their faces were full of incredulity. The cold wind outside the temple was gusting, and everyone only felt a chill down their spines. The firelight reflected the terrifying face of the clay statue, and the bearded man suddenly shouted, "Ghost!" He dropped half of the wooden stick in his hand, turned around and ran.

The others shouted at him, adding to the horror, and they also dropped their sticks, turned and fled to the ground. Su Zhuo smiled slightly, looked at the wooden sticks all over the ground, and said to himself: "I was worried that there was no firewood, so I sent it!"

He suddenly remembered the girl hiding behind the idol, and the trembling voice had not stopped. Su Zhuo shouted: "Come out, they are all gone!"

The girl poked out a pale pretty face, looked nervously, and sure enough, she only saw Su Zhuo alone, so she came out with confidence. She clasped her arms tightly, trembling, and stood far away, wondering, "I seem to have heard them shouting something just now." Is there a ghost here?"

Su Zhuo smiled when he heard this, and said, "I'm the only one here, are you saying I'm a ghost?"

His smile is like a spring breeze. The girl actually laughed along, and said, "You laugh like Daddy, of course you're not a ghost!"

Su Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and secretly thought, this woman is seventeen or eighteen years old, and her father should be forty years old, am I so old? He subconsciously touched his face, he has been in a hurry for the past few days, and there is no place to freshen up, which is indeed a bit vicissitudes. He saw that the girl was soaking wet, and couldn't help but say, "You are wearing wet clothes, you will catch a cold." It's better to change it and bake it!" As soon as the words came out, I regretted it a little. The woman fled and came out with no coat on. And there are only a few changes of underwear in my luggage. Is it difficult to take off the clothes on your body and give it to her?

The girl hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the cold, nodded, and said, "That'...... Then you turn your back and ......"

Although Su Zhuo is not a pedantic person, he is not a womanizer either, and when he heard this, he turned his back to the girl. He picked up the sticks on the ground, set up a shelf, and let the girl hang her clothes. After a while, I heard the sound of undressing behind me. Su Zhuo was actually a little distracted, and the delicate face of the girl appeared in front of him.

He hurriedly cleared the distractions in his mind and deliberately found something to ask, "What's your name, and how did you escape here?"

The girl took off her clothes and said, "My surname is Duan, my name is Lihua, and my father sometimes calls me Xiaoyi, which is my nickname." Later, Cuihonglou's mother named me Qingmei, which was too ugly to hear, and I didn't like it! But you can call it whatever you want. ”

Su Zhuo couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

Duan Lihua said: "Because I see you like a good person!"

Su Zhuo smiled helplessly, and secretly thought, I am not a bad person in the first place, what does it mean to be like a good person? He suddenly asked, "Is your mother's surname Yang or Liu?"

Duan Lihua was like a ghost, and exclaimed: "My mother's surname is Yang, but how do you know?"

Su Zhuo smiled: "In the past, I was in the past, and Yang Liu was still there." It's hard to get a name for it. The last line of this poem is, I am sad, I don't know how to mourn. I guess your father called you Xiaoyi, thinking about your mother!"

Duan Lihua seemed to understand at this time, and said: "My mother passed away when I was very young, and my father has always been alone. A few years ago, my father was confiscated for violating the royal law. I was used as an official prostitute and sold to the Cuihong Mansion. Yesterday, that Young Master Sun suddenly said that he was coming today......" She suddenly stopped talking.

Su Zhuo was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Duan Lihua snorted: "He said it...... Come...... Come and give it to me...... Broken ......" said as he spoke, and his originally pale face suddenly turned red.

Su Zhuo turned his back, unable to see her expression, but also extremely embarrassed. This kind of thing made her, an untrained girl, say it, and it was really embarrassing. Su Zhuo knew that his mouth was fast, and he couldn't help but want to slap himself twice at this time.

He coughed twice in embarrassment, and then heard Duan Lihua whisper: "Okay......" Su Zhuo turned around and looked, and couldn't help but turn around again. It turned out that Duan Lihua took off her wet clothes, but she didn't change her clothes, she was only wearing a plain white obscene clothes, and her hands were tightly clasping her bare shoulders, but she couldn't cover the spring light in other places. Su Zhuo hurriedly took off the coat on his body, handed it to her with his backhand, and said, "Put it on!"

Duan Lihua took it as she said. Su Zhuo waited for her to get dressed before turning around again. I saw that although the girl was clothed, she could only cover her thighs, and a pair of bare calves were still exposed. Su Zhuo secretly thought, I can't take off my pants to her. Therefore, we have no choice but to give up.

The two were embarrassed for a while, Duan Lihua saw Su Zhuo take off her jacket and give it to her, and she was only wearing a thin underwear, and said with concern: "Are you cold?"

Su Zhuo shook his head and said, "I'm not cold!" said and sat down, turning the fire up a little.

Duan Lihua sat down opposite him, and suddenly said, "Can I sit next to you?"

Su Zhuo looked at her suspiciously. Duan Lihua stretched out her hand and pointed to the idol she was facing, and said, "This mountain god is too scary!" Su Zhuo nodded with a helpless smile. Duan Lihua sat down happily and couldn't wait to ask, "Who are you? Why are you alone in this broken temple?"

Su Zhuo turned the bonfire and said with a smile: "Who do you think I look like?"

Duan Lihua thought about it seriously and said, "You are a little similar to your father, both of you are scholars......

Su Zhuo was a little helpless, this was the second time she had compared herself with her father. Duan Lihua continued: "But you don't look like an official, but like a teacher!" (To be continued.) )