"What about the little girl?"

The king leaned back on the carriage, lifted a corner, and asked the guards beside him.

The guard snorted, motioned to the carriage over there, and said in a low voice, "On the carriage over there." ”

"Is it the scholar's place?"

Wang Tou knowingly confirmed.

"Yes, it's been a few days, and after the scholar woke up, the young lady ran to the other. ”

"Scholar, miss. ”

"I hope this scholar can understand some truths, otherwise he may not be able to go to the city, and the shopkeeper's daughter is not something that anyone can touch. The king whispered, and then got out of the wagon, and walked among the horses pulling the goods, and came to your carriage.

A burst of voices came out, it was the scholar's voice, the scholar's voice, not very good, but full of magnetism, making people feel very comfortable.

That's it, that's how this story ends. ”

"Yikes. ”

Wang Tou, frowned, lifted the curtain on the carriage, and went in, the carriage was very large, the scholar sat on one side, and the little girl sat on the other side, at the moment with a lower hand, supporting her chin, just looking at Xu Cheng like this, listening to Xu Cheng speak, and her fingers were still writing something on a small table between the two from time to time.

Wang Tou breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that it was just a child's curiosity.

Wang Tou has been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, and his joy and anger have long been hidden under his face, and at this moment, he nodded to Xu Cheng quite kindly and said: "Excuse me, Mr. Nangong, there is something to greet Miss." ”

Xu Cheng smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Miss Nangong, you can go with him." ”

Nangong gestured his hand, then took the paper, and wrote: "Thank you for your story, can I still come tomorrow?"

Xu Cheng doesn't know how many years he has lived, not to mention the memories of the two lives, that is, his personal experience, which is enough to gather into a book, so when this little girl asked Xu Cheng to tell some stories, Xu Cheng almost said most of them were his own, and these stories really have great temptation for a little girl who doesn't know the world.

Xu Cheng smiled and said in a low voice, "Of course you can." ”

Wang Tou's eyes moved, as if he thought of something, looked at Xu Cheng's eyes, nodded slightly, expressed his gratitude, and then walked out with the little girl in his arms, and when he turned around, his eyes looked at Xu Cheng, a little worried.

After the king had sent the little girl away, he turned and returned.

Wang Tou didn't know what to say, just looked at Xu Cheng, Xu Cheng's mind was changeable, and his grasp of people's hearts had reached an incredible level, and he said in a low voice at this moment: "Don't worry, Miss is Miss, Scholar is Scholar, when I get to the city, I will leave, but I want to thank Wang Tou for saving his life." ”

Wang Tou said with a little guilt: "Miss, alas, it's not that it can't be, but the Nangong family is a wealthy family, so alas, the scholar and the beautiful woman are always in the story, I hope you can understand it." ”

Xu Cheng smiled and nodded.

It took him a few months, and during this time, he didn't know how much thought he wasted before he was able to get out of that place, but even after he came out, he received extremely serious injuries, some injuries to his soul, and dark injuries on his body one after another.

Xu Cheng was ready to return to the demon clan, but he still didn't wait for the aura to recover, he fell directly from the clouds, and he didn't die, he was already lucky, even if he was hungry now, he only had one-tenth of his cultivation

Xu Cheng thought about his own affairs, of course he wouldn't cause any trouble now, in the current situation, being a scholar is actually much better than being a monk.

Midnight.

Xu Cheng couldn't sleep in pain, although the injury was slowly improving, he still had a secret injury, constantly torturing his body.

The curtain on the car was opened silently.

There were no extra tents in it, so Xu Cheng could only sleep on this carriage.

Xu Cheng's eyes moved, and then his ears could hear the small broken steps, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Why is Miss Nangong here again?"

Nangong thought that Xu Cheng couldn't understand her gestures, so when she came here these days, she was dragging a pitch-black wooden board, and then holding a white chalk-like thing.

"Does it still hurt?"

Xu Cheng was a little puzzled, and said in a low voice: "What does it hurt?"

The chalk creaked across the small plank, "Your wounds?"

Xu Cheng shook his head and said, "Where there are any injuries, it's all healed." ”

"Liar. ”

The handwriting on the board was very fast.

It was the first time Xu Cheng was told by such a big little girl, and he wiped his nose with some embarrassment.

"I've got you some tonics, take it, Daddy is going to find me, I'm going back." ”

The sound of small broken steps slowly faded into my ears.

Xu Cheng smiled, picked up the boiled decoction, smelled it, and said in a low voice: "Hundred-year-old ginseng, Jiuqu River insects, it's also bothering." ”、

The little girl's name is Nangong Su, but it is a good name, and she is only twelve or thirteen years old, which is the age of the girl Huaichun, these guards and darts are all reckless men, and she has seen them before and they are all hypocritical people with a little oily tone.

Xu Cheng, an interesting and humorous man with a vicissitudes of life, will naturally slowly melt her heart.

Xu Cheng couldn't help but sigh, he had lost a lot of people in his life, and it seemed that it was better to leave here quickly.

Xu Cheng's mind is already inclined to be too forgetful, and he has almost seen through the things of the world, because he sees it too clearly, but it is even more lonely, so that Xu Cheng can move forward alone.

After the little girl delivered the medicine from here, she came over on the third day.

The forehead was already covered with a wound the size of a pigeon's egg, which looked very hideous, making this little girl's face feel a little ruined, Xu Cheng naturally asked.

The little girl was holding her little hand on the wooden board, writing.

"Yesterday, the front convoy met a monster, he was so pitiful, I brought her something to eat, but unfortunately he doesn't like to eat corn. ”

The little girl's handwriting is beautiful, but at the moment she doesn't say much blame, but a pure heart, doubt and resentment.

In the past few days, the little girl has been grounded, so she is also writing excitedly at the moment.

"Brother, tell a story. ”

Xu Cheng smiled and said that in a few days, he would be in the city, so Xu Cheng would leave immediately when the time came, and he didn't want to refuse this girl's request at this moment.

Nangong shopkeeper, the king and the shopkeeper immediately drank tea in the tent, the shopkeeper was a short and fat middle-aged man with big ears, looked at the king head at the moment and said: "Zhan Yuan Dart Bureau has been cooperating with us for many years, nothing has happened, I am very satisfied with you." ”

"It's just that I'm taking care of my lords. ”

The shopkeeper of Nangong said: "Little girl, I heard that I often go to the carriage where you save scholars and listen to some stories. ”

The shopkeeper asked in a low voice, and then said: "Most of those stories are absurd, and they are somewhat ethereal, I am afraid that this person's mind is a little strange, but it is a pity that the little girl is sincere." ”

Wang Tou already understood the shopkeeper's thoughts, and said in a low voice at this moment: "Do you want to find someone to teach this scholar a lesson or two, we saved him, this person doesn't know how to be grateful, I have already told him, it seems to be very obedient, but these days it is a little bit of an inch, and the grace of saving lives does not know how to repay, but to covet beauty." ”

The king will naturally follow the words of the shopkeeper, the daughter of the shopkeeper is the pearl in his palm, and naturally he can't let him be with a down-and-out scholar, and he can't really say it, so these things can only be done by the king.

Wang Tou nodded.

Turn around and go out.

The shopkeeper of Nangong looked at the mountains farther away, and muttered in a low voice: "Black Wind Mountain? I heard that there is a new demon king, I don't know if I can tell you something." ”

Teaching a lesson to a down-and-out scholar is just a small episode for the shopkeeper, and the real difficulty is still the situation along the way

"There is a dragon palace, in the dragon palace, there is a crystal of the deep sea, there is"

Xu Cheng said as he ate.

A handsome-faced guard walked in, didn't even say hello, and said with a strange smile at this moment: "Dragon Palace? Deep Sea Crystal? ”

This guard used to be a wandering ranger on the streets, and later, he crashed into a murder and was recovered by the shopkeeper, so the king sent him for a very simple purpose, they thought that this little girl had just never seen such a scholar.

Once the scholar loses his complexion, is down, and is said to be incomplete, then this Miss Nangong will naturally understand what to do, what they have to do is to help this Miss Nangong see through Xu Cheng's true face.

Xu Cheng sighed, the trouble came really suddenly.

Xu Cheng did not speak.

Miss Nangong had a straight face, and something was written on the wooden board.

The guard continued to ridicule: "A down-and-out scholar who has never been to Kyoto before, with an absurd story, to coax a little girl is really a scoundrel." ”

The scholar stopped talking.

This guard, sneering, is to continue to find trouble, he is not very afraid of anyone, so it is best to leave this kind of work to him, he also has a careful mind, teach this Xu Cheng a lesson, let him lose face.

is showing his hands, so that this young lady is impressed by herself, and it is impossible to do so.

The guard pulled out his dagger and said to Xu Cheng: "Do you dare to have a competition, otherwise what is it if you don't practice just talking?"

The little girl finally wrote it.

At this moment, the board is sideways.

It reads.

"Sir is not good at force, you don't have to make an inch, otherwise I will go and tell my father. ”

The guard smiled and said: "Miss, in this world, almost all really knowledgeable scholars can do a little bit of sword kung fu, I don't think he is a gentleman, but a scoundrel!!"