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Holding a plum blossom umbrella, Jiang Yangsheng took off his grimace mask and walked out of Baihan City, the rain curtain pressed the sky more and more gloomy, the water poured down as if he didn't want money, and a bay of water accumulated on the ground in the city, but the rain fell but it was a big splash, Jiang Yangsheng frowned, and suddenly looked back behind him, only to see the little girl just now timidly following behind him, she kept a distance from herself, followed the same step, and staggered forward in the rain, it seemed that Jiang Yangsheng had a sense of fear of holding his head in his hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Yangsheng stopped, the little girl stopped, looked at his back from a distance, her thin body staggered in the crackling rain, and she sat down in the mud and cement many times, she was not discouraged, after getting up tremblingly, the white porcelain face was covered with mud, and then it was washed away by the heavy rain, this little girl was very stubborn, and she did not take the initiative to approach Jiang Yangsheng from beginning to end, but followed from afar.

Jiang Yangsheng stopped before, originally thinking that the little guy would follow him, but he didn't expect that the little girl didn't mean to pay attention to him.

A smile tugged at the corner of Jiang Yangsheng's mouth, and he stepped up his steps and disappeared into the rain curtain.

When I came to a dilapidated Taoist temple, the heavy rain was already pouring, like a water curtain hanging down from the sky, the Taoist temple had collapsed for the most part, the roof was also broken and leaking, the firewood door had long been decayed, only half of the door frame creaked, the cold wind mixed with the rain blew into the door, Jiang Yangsheng raised the firewood, took off the wet mink fur hanger and baked it on the fire, found a dry place to sit down, and then took out a piece of waterproof parchment paper from his arms, and crossed out the name of Cao Zi'an on it.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no sign of stopping, after a while, the mink coat is almost dry, Jiang Yangsheng got up to get the mink fur, and then pushed open the door that had long been unable to cover the wind and rain, and saw the little girl hiding outside the door and shivering, the little girl's clothes were thin, and at this time she was drenched through, blown by the autumn wind, her whole body was purple and blue, and the little girl was also stubborn, and she would rather hide outside the door in the wind and rain than go in to shelter from the rain.

"Come in. ”

Jiang Yangsheng took off the grimace mask at this time and said to the little girl with a smile.

The little girl crossed her waist, puffed out her cheeks and turned her head angrily not to look at Jiang Yangsheng, looking old-fashioned, and did not listen to Jiang Yangsheng's words in her ears at all.

"If you don't come in, the door will be closed, anyway, there are more jackals, tigers and leopards outside, and I like you as a little girl with fine skin and tender meat. ”

Jiang Yangsheng rolled his eyes, and he didn't have a good airway.

"You're a big bad guy!"

After the little girl finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Jiang Yangsheng, and saw a serious look on the latter's face, the little girl believed it and was frightened, and then hurriedly entered the back of the door.

Jiang Yangsheng touched his nose, is this a thankless effort?

Jiang Yangsheng carefully measured it, the little girl had a chubby face, red, like a porcelain doll, the little girl looked like she was four or five years old, at this time she was soaked by rain, her body was constantly dripping with rainwater, squatting in front of the fire with a dead wood branch to stir firewood, and she was silent about the crackling firewood.

"Take off your clothes and bake them dry. ”

Jiang Yangsheng said, his eyes with the meaning of narrowness.

The little girl glared back at him, not angry at all, and scolded in an old-fashioned manner, as if the yellow flower girl of a good family had been molested.

"Dengzi!"

Jiang Yangsheng's old face suddenly turned red, and a little girl of four or five years old said how she felt like being molested by the old bustard in the Qinglou.

"Lao Tzu will look at your little girl's film? I will only think about it when you say this more than ten years later. ”

Jiang Yangsheng laughed dumbly after hearing this, and he couldn't get angry.

Glaring back, Jiang Yangsheng pretended to be fierce and said: "I can't take it off, if I don't take it off, I don't freeze you little girl, and I don't know where the wild child came from." ”

The little girl was murdered, and looked down at her embroidered shoes with a hole in them with red eyes, and one toe was disobediently exposed.

"Okay, I'm convinced. ”

Jiang Yangsheng's head was big for a while, and he threw his mink fur to the little girl, and he vacated the dry place and moved it to other places, giving the place to the little girl.

The little girl held the soft mink fur clothes wrapped around her body as a quilt and fell asleep, and she didn't appreciate Jiang Yangsheng much.

No matter who is on such an unreasonable little girl, he will have a headache, he is a big man with a little girl of four or five years old like a little tail, it is too much of a drag, Jiang Yangsheng thinks about when to get rid of the little girl, but it is naturally not good in the wilderness, and in this little girl's mysterious life experience, he can't take her with him anyway, he is afraid that this kind of cumbersome thing that is cut and unsorted will not make people have a headache when the time comes!

Jiang Yangsheng has not been afraid of things at all since he was a child, and he is the kind of lord who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, or how can he bully and bully the surrounding sorghum children when he is fine, what kind of big family is not enough in the eyes of the second son of Beilai, after cleaning up again and again, he is honest, and when he meets, he lowers his eyebrows and bows his head respectfully and shouts 'His Royal Highness the Prince', Qi Shenfu, Yang Yuxiu, Wu Angelica and others in Beilai City are not all like this?

When Wu Angelica was cleaned up by Jiang Yangsheng's nose and swollen face, Wu Angelica's Lao Tzu was even more angry and took Wu Angelica to Beilai Wangfu to ask for an explanation, and even said that if Jiang Loan did not restrain his son, he would unload his armor and return to the field, Wu Angelica's Lao Tzu was an old man who fought the world with Jiang Loan, and his temperament was very stubborn, If my Jiang loan's son is beaten by the juniors, I will never come out, and I will lose face when I come out, a person who relies on the merits of his ancestors all day long to achieve his majesty has no interest in his life, and his children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

In the end, the matter was settled.

Sleepless all night, Jiang Yangsheng has long been accustomed to insomnia, and it is not unheard of being chased and killed for a day and a night when he traveled 16,000 miles with Lao Kong.

The people in the world are just some powerful people.

Early the next morning, the heavy rain at night turned light but showed no signs of stopping, but turned into a thin rain and went down to the ground, went to the mountains to find some food, probably some wild taro and the like, put it in the charcoal fire to bake for a while and took it out, Jiang Yangsheng ate some, and then got up and kicked up the little girl who was sleeping soundly in the mink coat.

The little girl got up and shook her head, glared at Jiang Yangsheng angrily, muttered a big bad guy, and then got up and folded the mink fur and put it aside neatly.

Handing the little girl a roasted potato, watching the little girl eat it with relish, Jiang Yangsheng asked casually: "Little girl, what's your name?"

The little girl's mouth was stuffed with roasted potatoes, and she was obviously very hungry, but she shook her head blankly, staring at a pair of big crystal bright eyes.

"You don't forget what you call yourself, do you?"

Jiang Yangsheng said speechlessly.

The little girl smiled, and a piece of potato fell out of her mouth and then quickly shut up, for fear that the potato would fall out again.

"Look at your bear-like look!"

Jiang Yangsheng scoffed.

The little girl rolled her eyes and glared, as if she was so puzzled, that she was glaring.

Suddenly, Jiang Yangsheng remembered the timid maid Ah Shi beside him, Ah Shi once glared at him like this, and said casually: "Stare again, stare at your eyes again and step on your eyes!"

The little girl's approach is very different from Ah Shi, she keeps rolling her eyes and throwing it to Jiang Yangsheng, and after staring for a long time, the little girl looks up and seems to be tired, or fainting from lack of oxygen.

It didn't take long for her to shake her head and get up, patting the dust on the washed white clothes on her body, burping, small and cute.

Jiang Yangsheng raised his foot and kicked the little guy gently, and then said with a smile: "You saw me kill someone, what are you doing with me." ”

The little girl raised her head and shook her head a little blankly, staring at Jiang Yangsheng with a pair of innocent watery eyes, unable to tell whether she was happy or sad.

Jiang Yangsheng picked up the neatly folded mink fur on the ground, then draped it on his shoulders, and looked at the little girl intently, this little girl doesn't look like an ordinary farmer who came out of a small jasper, it should be the ladies of a big family, but what is it if you don't go back to follow yourself with a good home? What's more, Jiang Yangsheng can't even protect himself at the moment, how can he protect the little girl.

It's a headache to think about, but I can't ignore it.

"Know where your home is? I'll send you back. ”

The little girl still shook her head blankly, eating a mouth full of black charcoal, and grinning.

Jiang Yangsheng had a feeling of helplessness, and he was also unlucky to be such a little girl who didn't eat oil and salt.

The rain outside the house became lighter, Jiang Yangsheng picked up the plum blossom umbrella on the ground, put it away, went out, one hand habitually pressed on the handle of the knife, and one hand reluctantly pulled a little girl who was not much higher than her knees.

After a night of heavy rain, the sky cleared, the mist was dark, and behind the ink clouds in the east was a morning light, and a young man with a fiery red sable Qiu led a short girl to gradually walk away, and the corners of the little girl's mouth hooked a slight arc~~~

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