Chen Qingshan was not tired. Hearing something moving downstairs, he went downstairs.
But I saw Aunt Wang entertaining a guest. The guest was a little special. She was a girl with big eyes but dim eyes. She was a blind girl.
She has very white skin, wears a black skirt, has a purple moiré tattoo on her chest, and the decorations on her cuffs and other places are also purple, giving people a sense of harmlessness and desertedness, just like the orchids in the valley.
The girl was a little timid and her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Hello, aunt, my name is A Nan. Can I stay here for one night? It's just that I don't have any money."
The girl's voice was very small to begin with, and the last sentence was even more inaudible. If Chen Qingshan hadn't been a monk, he wouldn't have been able to hear it clearly from such a distance.
Aunt Wang was always a kind person, but when she saw the girl's pitiful appearance, and because she was a blind girl, she didn't care whether she had money or not, she just felt sorry for her.
"It's okay, girl, just sit down for now. Are you hungry? Auntie will cook for you. Don't worry about money."
Aunt Wang yelled and wanted to call Dao Shisan to go downstairs to greet Anan, but she found that no matter how she called Shisan, Dao Shisan did not respond.
It seemed that Dao Shisan was deeply asleep.
"This kid is dreaming again." Aunt Wang sighed helplessly. Not only did Dao Shisan like to have some weird dreams, but the key point was that when this kid fell into a dream, no one could wake him up.
Helpless, Aunt Wang could only ask Chen Qingshan to help take care of Anan, who couldn't see anything, and then got into the kitchen.
Chen Qingshan had nothing to do, so he naturally responded, closed the door, and made a pot of hot tea for Aunt Wang. After brewing, he poured it into a porcelain cup and carefully placed it in front of Anan.
"Drink tea, be careful if you burn your hands."
"Thanks."
Ah Nan felt the heat on his face, stretched out his hand to fumble around on the table, held the hot tea in both hands, and sipped it.
After hearing Chen Qingshan's voice, Anan introduced his name again.
"My name is A'Nan, Whispering Nan."
A'Nan's voice was very low, just like she was introducing her name, a murmur.
"Chen Qingshan, I have never seen the green mountains before they are old." Chen Qingshan imitated A Nan's way of speaking and said.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Qingshan and that kind aunt."
Ah Nan replied, his voice still very soft.
"Miss Anan shouldn't be from Shanshi Town, right?" Chen Qingshan asked.
Ah Nan put down the tea cup in his hand, nodded, and responded: "I am from Dongdu, and I want to find my grandfather."
The so-called eastern capital is Luoyang. After the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an was the capital and Luoyang was the auxiliary capital. Luoyang had many aristocratic families.
"Oh?" Chen Qingshan asked in a questioning voice. He had seen that A Nan was not an ordinary person in terms of his clothes or conversation. If A Nan was from Dongdu, it would not be surprising.
"Dad wanted me to marry someone I didn't like as a concubine, so I secretly ran away from home with my maid, and we got separated here."
"That's it." Chen Qingshan touched his chin and thought that he had encountered a drama from the storyteller's mouth.
"Grandpa loves me the most. As long as I find grandpa, I won't be afraid of daddy anymore." A Nan added.
"Where is Miss Anan's grandfather?" Chen Qingshan asked curiously.
Unexpectedly, Ah Nan shook his head and said that he didn't know either. He just said that his grandfather left home five years ago and never came back.
"We can only take one step at a time. Anyway, I will not go back to Dongdu, nor will I agree to the marriage with that young Marquis." A Nan sighed.
"Little Marquis?!" Chen Qingshan was a little surprised. This girl A'nan is not an ordinary person. If she is not from a famous family, how can she be matched with a young Marquis?
Now that it was all said and done, A-Nan no longer concealed anything, and said everything: "To be honest with Mr. Chen, A-Nan is the descendant of the Huang family's military cottage, and his father is now the master of the military cottage."
"The Huang family's military hut is said to have 10% of the world's arsenal and 70% of the military hut?" Chen Qingshan said.
"Yeah." A Nan nodded.
"Then Miss Anan's grandfather is the world-famous Dongdu Spear Immortal, Huang Baijia?" Chen Qingshan said.
"Yes, Huang Baijia, the old man who loves me the most in the world." A Nan nodded, looking a little sad.
Huang Baijia is a generation older than Chang'an swordsman Chen Chikuang. Sixty years ago, he was known as the Dongdu Gun Show. With a spear named "Reverse Scale", he suppressed countless geniuses in Dongdu.
look up.
After he entered the Seventh Realm and became a powerful person, he was known as the "Dongdu Gun Immortal".
Chen Qingshan got to know Anan's grandfather Huang Baijia, firstly because of Huang Baijia's strength, but more importantly because of his military skills.
The so-called Hundred Weapons Manual was created by the warlocks of Chang'an Si Tianjian. They researched and compiled the ranking of the top 100 weapons in the world, and Mr. Huang's Ni Lin ranked eleventh.
As for the first ten weapons, they are no longer human weapons, they are all weapons used by immortals in the past.
A Nan calmed down his emotions and continued: "After grandpa disappeared, my father's strength in the middle of the Sixth Realm was unable to maintain the heritage of Binglu, and Binglu gradually declined."
"My father wanted to marry me to the young prince of the Luohe Wang family as my concubine, and he also gave me Qingyuan, who ranked 23rd in the Hundred Weapons Book, as a dowry in exchange for the Luohe Wang family's help." Anan added.
Word.
Chen Qingshan thought of Wang Lang he met during the day. He must have been sent by the Wang family of Luohe to look for Anan.
Chen Qingshan reminded A Nan a few words, saying that people from the Luohe Wang family had appeared in Shanshi Town. A Nan's expression changed a little. Then he raised his head, his fair face facing the lantern, and his dim eyes showed no trace of emotion.
, there is a strange beauty
"A-Nan is A-Nan. A-Nan wants to be herself. Even if she is a wife, let alone a concubine, A-Nan will not agree. A-Nan will never become anyone's bargaining chip or vassal. A-Nan has her own way."
Looking at the girl in front of him, Chen Qingshan knew that this was a bird that could not be shut in any cage, even if she had no cultivation, even if she was just a blind girl.
A'Nan is a strange woman, and how can a strange woman in this world follow the fate of her? It is the right of human beings to draw a sword against an unfair fate, but most people in this world seem to have lost this instinct.
The reason is probably that they are more or less afraid of something, and this matter has nothing to do with men or women.
Outside Shanshi Town, the Luohe Wang family's troops captured a woman dressed as a maid. The woman was a martial artist with a first-level cultivation. She was the maid who had gone missing from Anan.
Wang Lang began to contact his clan brother, Xiao Houye Wang Yan, the son of Tiandao Hou. When he was born, a vision came from the sky. It was said that Wang Yan had great talents.
"Master Wang Lang, the young Marquis has received news that Miss Anan's father has taken a Tissot boat overnight and set off from Dongdu. He will wait for dawn and arrive at noon at the latest." The Three Realm Confucian dressed as an old slave
Xiu said to Wang Lang.
Wang Lang nodded, approached A-Nan's maid, pinched her chin tightly with his hands, and forced her to look at him, not caring about the maid's fierce gaze: "It is Miss A-Nan's blessing that the young marquis can like Miss A-Nan.
, If it weren’t for the fact that the young prince happened to be short of a handy weapon, the young prince wouldn’t have agreed. When my young prince proves to be a powerful person, he will be a double powerful person, and your Huang family’s military hut will also have glory, understand.
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"If the young lady doesn't want to marry, she won't marry. Young Lord Marquis is so capable and ridiculous!" This maid also has a straight temper.
A crisp sound of "pop" sounded.
Wang Lang slapped the maid on the face, and his fingerprints were clearly visible.
"It's just a dog of the Huang family, but he dares to speak nonsense. Besides, this is not a marriage contract, but a transaction. Since it is a transaction, the party who breaks the contract must pay the price."
"Is it still the same as the military hut back then? Do you think the so-called master of the military hut of the Huang family dares to break the contract and bear the ill will of Tiandao Hou and a future powerful man?" Wang Lang wiped his hands.
, and walked into the tent prepared nearby.
The little maid's face turned pale.
At the same time, in the inn, Dao Shisan was dreaming again. He dreamed of an extremely huge golden dragon. This dragon's scales alone were half the size of a mountain and stone town, and it had five claws.
The golden dragon held a colorful dragon ball in its mouth, and its body was bound by chains. A faint golden aura continuously overflowed from the golden dragon's body, and then dissipated. This dragon seemed to be slowly becoming weak.