This chapter is a bit short, there is another chapter at 8:00 a.m.
"Why are you so troubled?"
Fuji was shocked when she heard this, and immediately remembered what she had dissuaded her from entering the Valley of the Puppets a few months ago: "If you think it's dangerous, don't go." ” Mu Wanfeng shook his head and walked towards the door in a few steps.
She opened the door, and out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew her hair tous.
Thus she stopped, turned her head, and the faint light of the gallery lamp shone on half of her face, outlining a wonderful outline in the darkness.
"The wind is blowing."
She glanced at Wei Buer, and then stepped out of the door.
Fuji didn't think that she was so sad today, and hurriedly chased her out.
As soon as he opened the door, he was put on his neck with a sword in front of him: "Go back." ” Mu Wanfeng suddenly turned her head and changed her old smile: "There is something I explained to you in that letter, and by the way, help me do it." ” With that, he drew his sword into its sheath and left without looking back.
Wei Buji knew that with Mu Wanfeng's temperament, there was no room for turning back on the things he decided.
Efforts in vain were abandoned.
It's just that I don't know why a seemingly ordinary meeting is like a parting of life and death.
On the second day, Fuji got up early in the morning and went to the city to purchase some needs for entering the valley according to Gu Naichun's request.
When I came to a corridor, I saw Jia Haizi and Wan'er walking out of the door from a distance.
The two of them talked and laughed, but they didn't see themselves.
As soon as his heart sank, he pondered what the two were talking about, where they were going, and what they were going to do.
But he didn't want to come forward and ask, and he vaguely guessed something in his heart.
Not far away, I saw a man named Hanako finding the two.
Hanako was not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her face and hands were dirty, and she couldn't see her face clearly.
With braids on the top of her head, she is clearly a girl.
His eyes were dark and he turned very smartly.
A mouth, revealing two rows of bright white teeth.
Holding a broken porcelain bowl with a gap in his hand, his body was dressed in tatters, and he said as he walked: "Immortal Chief, Immortal Elder of Great Compassion, you have done a lot of good deeds and many blessings, and you will definitely form a good marriage for a hundred years."
Jia Haizi saw that the beggar was stinking and close to him, and one hand was still tugging at his sleeve, so he frowned, pulled Wan'er aside, and walked forward.
The beggar followed closely behind him, holding the bowl in one hand and beating the beat in the other, and he actually sang: " The immortals are tall, the immortals are beautiful, and the immortals have long legs; silk flower, brocade cotton, and silk grosgrain on the body; There is no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and there is a beggar in front of him; Spread on the ground, cover the sky, and the flowers ask for food to walk the ground wide; Don't ask for gold, don't ask for silver, a penny copper coin is very rare; Don't ask for rice, don't ask for noodles, leftovers race immortals; If you don't give it, I won't complain, and I will complain about the cold without clothes."
This beggar song is widely spread in Hongran, and every beggar will sing a line or two.
But when the beggar girl was asked to sing, her voice was very crisp and pleasant, but the emotions in her heart were full of sadness, as if she was telling about the hardships of a bleak life.
In addition, she is a young girl, and she was forced to come out to beg, which inevitably made others feel very pitiful.
Wan'er said in her heart: This is called Huazi, who should have been a delicate girl, but now she has to worry about food and clothing.
When compassion arises, it is necessary to give money to charity.
But was stopped by Jia Haizi: "There are so many beggars in the world, can you afford it?"
As he spoke, he looked at the beggar: "Besides, I have heard that there are scammers in this Banyan City who pretend to be beggars to extort money, you should be careful of being fooled." ” Then I saw that the beggar did not give up, and he clung to his shirt, and the dirty sweat in his hand clearly left a dirty handprint on his arm sleeve.
He hurriedly waved his sleeves and shook the beggar away.
Unexpectedly, the beggar couldn't help touching it, and his whole body was thrown out, his head hit a wall, his skin was scratched, and blood flowed down his head.
Jia Haizi saw that she was bleeding, and was taken aback, and said secretly: "I obviously waved my hand, how did I hit the wall?"
Looking at her lying on the ground with her head covered, in pain, she immediately remembered the two major taboos in the monk world, one of which was to bully the weak and kill and injure mortals.
I couldn't help but panic: "She hit her head on the wall, I'm afraid that she will be hurt clearly, and if she is seen by others, something will happen." ” hurriedly took Wan'er's hand and went straight to the street.
While walking, I pondered how to deal with it in case something happened, but when I thought of Gu Naichun carrying it, how could I turn a big thing into a small thing, but the sound of the beggar chirping kept coming from my ears.
He turned his head and saw Wei Buer talking beside the beggar, and he was shocked: Could it be that he was seen Thinking about it, the man turned into a street and disappeared.
Fuji put his arm around Hanako's shoulders and helped her up, but when he saw that his forehead was full of blood, he took out a cloth and wiped it clean, and helped her bandage it simply.
That made Hanako stunned and looked at him busy, and said half-loudly: "I see that you are in a hurry, do you have something to do with the two immortal elders?"
Fuji asked her to remind her, and then remembered that Wan'er and Jia Haizi left together, and secretly said in his heart: "The two of them get along day and night, and they are so close."
"The feeling in my heart is really indescribable.
After thinking for a while, he said to the flower child: "It's still your injury that matters, I'll take you to see Langzhong." ”: