Her red lips were filled with tears, and her pink cheeks were shining.
The two wanted to say a few words of relief, but they didn't know what to say.
Xiaoman and Cui Wan have met for the first time, but when they think about their own life experiences and compare them, they feel somewhat the same way: they are both women, regardless of whether they are Hu or Han, they all have their own hearts, but they can't help themselves, and they are unwilling to do so, but they can only do it.
I don’t mean what I say. However, the situation has come to this, and there is no other way but to accept it!
At this moment, there was a noise outside the west wing. Cui Wan's expression changed suddenly and he cried tremblingly: "He, they came back from the front yard... Du Xiaoke, Zong Wanxiong, the martial arts staff in the mansion... and many nursing homes.
! You, you hide in the bedroom first! I will try to introduce them into the room, and you open the window and go out..."
Xiaoman and Tan Xiangchu calmed down after hearing this. They hurriedly followed Cui Wan, turned around a carved red sandalwood screen, and came to the bedroom where she usually slept.
I saw Cui Wan arranging the brocade quilts, porcelain pillows and other items stacked on the embroidered couch, and asked the two of them to hide on the couch. He immediately tore off the bun and threw it on the ground, then pulled out the hairpin grate.
He messed up his hair and pulled open his shirt and skirt, making a look of embarrassment. Then he lowered the curtain and ran out of the screen.
After a few breaths, I heard a frightened cry from outside: "Zen Master! You, don't come here...Xiao Ping! Xiao Ping! Go and call someone... Wuwuwu! You touch me again... I
, I will die for you... Wuwu! Daddy will not let you go... Wuwuwu!"
"Pa La Lang——"
The sound of broken bottles and jars suddenly sounded, accompanied by a scream from Cui Wan. Xiaoman and Tan Xiangchu huddled on the embroidered couch, looking at each other, wondering why Cui Wan wanted to blame Monk Bujing.
At the moment when the two of them were suspicious, the door of the room was knocked open with a bang, and many footsteps poured into the west wing room instantly. The air in the room seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and then people shouted and cursed one after another:
"How daring!"
"How dare you take advantage of Miss Six! Bah!"
"Release the scum! With a human face and a beast's heart!"
"The strange Taoist always asks me to go out for a drink, but it turns out he is a flower monk!"
"Let's take a beating. I won't be happy with it for a long time..."
"Don't beat me to death! Bind her tightly first, and wait for the master of the family to come back and punish you."
"..."
There were many more unpleasant things to say, but Cui Wan believed him overwhelmingly. Xiaoman and Tan Xiangchu did not hesitate anymore, immediately broke the window and went out, flying past the path they came in.
The guards surrounding the house heard a strange noise and looked around, only to see two figures a few feet away. They immediately started shouting: "There are accomplices here! Chase! Chase quickly..."
There was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping, which naturally alerted the people outside the wall. Xiaoman and Tan Xiangchu came out of the side courtyard and turned north. After they had shaken off the chasing servants, they hurriedly ran towards the west wall and jumped over
out.
Hearing the commotion, the local protector Faye Sanqiu brought an oil-cart with a single horse from nowhere. Seeing the two people jumping down, he hurriedly urged them to get into the carriage. He waited for the missionaries who came with him.
They all got on the car, and he sat in front of the car leisurely, flicking his horsewhip, and swaying toward the west.
The carriage was small, and everyone was huddled together, shaking as the carriage swayed. A voice from the carriage driver sounded outside the carriage: "How is it?"
Qin Xiangchu's voice was low: "It's all a waste of time."
When the other missionaries heard the words, they were all speechless. Ever since the Saint entered the battle of Luo, everyone in the Zoroastrian Church had more or less admiration for Yang Shaoxia. At this time, several missionaries heard that
The two of them still returned without success, and couldn't help but become dejected.
At this time, Xiao Man suddenly raised his head, with a gleam in his beautiful eyes: "The Holy Aunt sent an order to return to the Beggar Gang as soon as possible! She has a way to find Mr. Yang and Girl Qin."
When everyone heard this, their morale immediately lifted. The "horseman" outside the carriage also heard this.
Everyone only heard a few blows of the horse whip, and the oil-walled car immediately started to fly like crazy, "rumbling", and there was only a muffled sound of thunder in the car...
In the backyard of the Beggar Gang, two children sat facing each other on the floor.
A simple chessboard was painted on the slightly flat earth. The little beggar and the young monk each took a branch and drew outlines on the criss-crossed chessboard. One circle represented the white stones, and one dot represented the black stones.
It's just that the execution method is a bit novel, which is called "Five Sons in a Row". The two of them concentrated on it, sometimes blocking each other, sometimes finding their own way, completely ignoring the falcon watching with great interest.
Suddenly, the falcon hooted several times, and the little beggar felt blessed. The branch in his hand quickly came down, drawing a circle in a criss-crossing place. He quickly threw the branch and jumped: "Haha.
! Five sons in a row, you win! I win again! Little monk, stick your bald head over here and give me a blow to the head!"
The little monk jumped up, took two steps back, and said angrily: "You are playing tricks! This big bird is advising you on the side, so of course it can always beat me. If you can, let's stay away from it, and return to the middle courtyard to compete again...
…”
"Huh! If you lose, you lose, and you have to deny it in every possible way. It turns out that you are neither a businessman nor a traitor!" The little beggar sarcastically stretched out a black straw shoe and touched it on the chessboard. "I'll call you that again later."
Don’t even think about my little monkey playing chess with you!”
The little monk's face turned red and he grabbed the little monkey by the collar: "What did you say?!"
Seeing his vicious eyes, the little monkey became timid: "I, I said I won't play chess with you... You can't afford to lose anyway... Let me go quickly, or I'll call someone else!"
When the little monk heard that he wanted to call someone, he became even more angry. He swung his fist and hit the little monkey in the face: "My Tan family is an imperial merchant, but you, a little beggar, have accused me of being a profiteer. I want to beat him."
…Ouch!”
Just when a punch was about to land on his face, the young monk felt a strong wind blowing against his face. He was hit by something unknown, and with a sudden hit, he fell backwards and fell into the vegetable bed beside him.
The soil was soft and the vegetable seedlings were slippery, so it didn't hurt much. Just after this shock, the little monk had been accumulating grievances for several days, and he immediately burst out: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! You and the big bird teamed up to bully me.
...My father has been missing all day, and my sister has been arrested by the gangsters... Wuwuwu! I can't even go back to my family or temple... So you bully me, Wuwuwuwu..."
The little monkey glanced sideways at the falcon with a proud face, and whispered softly: "Xiaoxue, you are too harsh! This little monk calls my master 'brother-in-law'. If he knows that you bully him as 'brother-in-law', it will be wrong."
It would be weird to pluck all your flat hair..."
The falcon stared at him triumphantly, with a confident look, as if to say: "If you hadn't untied my wings, how could I have the strength to slap him? If that little Taoist priest was looking for trouble for me, you wouldn't be able to escape either.
It’s related. Huh!”
At this moment, a heart-stirring female voice sounded: "Little monk, who bullied you? Why are you acting like a little girl and crying here just to get your money back?"
"Woooo! Sister Fairy, that big bird is so fierce... I, I dare not... Wuwuwu..." The little monk sobbed and pointed at the little monkey and said, "It's the little beggar, and...
The big birds colluded! Two of them beat me, one of them, and we lost every game... After eating so many times, my head collapsed! Woohoo!"
The visitor frowned slightly, looked at the little monkey with a half-smile, and said, "Little monkey, is what Tan Ming said the truth?"
The little monkey swallowed nervously and stammered: "I, I don't... Xiaoxue likes to play chess, but her mouth and claws are bound, so she can't sit down and play against each other like us... The chess moves are all different.
Xiaoxue came up with it, I, I just sketched it out..."
"Oh? A demon cultivator from the Feather Clan who has just begun to develop his spiritual wisdom, and a little beggar who can understand the birdsong, which is quite interesting!"
Liu Xiaomu thought to himself. He immediately raised his eyebrows and came closer with interest, "Little monkey, where did this falcon come from? Why is it kept here?"
The little monkey wanted to cover up for the master, but he was too young and shallow-minded to tell lies. He could only hesitantly tell the story of how his sister was bitten by a vicious dog, and when the master learned about it, he picked up the vicious dog with a stick and wounded a falcon with his sword.
After that, I talked about it in a confused way.
Liu Xiaomu squatted aside and held up her chin to listen. Her purple skirt was elegant and her emerald skirt was trailing to the ground, like a quiet iris. The young monk Tan Ming looked at the "fairy sister" from a distance, with tears still on his cheeks, but his sobbing had stopped long ago.
Next, I was a little stunned.
After the little monkey finished speaking, he looked at Liu Xiaomu with some anxiety: "Auntie, don't blame Xiaoxue, it's just a little naughty. If you want to punish me, how about punishing me, the little monkey?"
Liu Xiaomu reached out to rub his messy hair and said with a sweet smile: "You are quite loyal! Since your master caught this falcon, I think he must be very afraid of your master. In other words, your master's appearance
The smell must also be remembered deeply. Today I will ask it to serve as a scout to find traces of your master."
After hearing this, the little monkey's eyes sparkled: "Auntie is saying that Xiaoxue can find my master, is that right?"
Liu Xiaomu's smile became even stronger: "You might as well give it a try." After saying that, he turned his face sideways, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the falcon with deep meaning and said, "Taxue, what do you think?"
The falcon seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying. It actually retracted its wings and trembled like chaff. A pair of eagle eyes looked at Liu Xiaomu in disbelief, full of fear and resignation, and just nodded repeatedly. The little monkey and Tan Ming were shocked.
Endless.
Liu Xiaomu turned his head again, looked at the little monkey with a smile and said, "What do you usually feed it?"
The little monkey hesitated, took off a squirming cloth bag from his waist, held it up and said: "Xiaoxue doesn't eat Hu cakes or steamed cakes, so I... I will use a slingshot to hit the squirrel and give it to it."
.It has eaten so much these days that even the chickens I brought are not enough for it..."
The corner of Liu Xiaomu's mouth raised: "Then you know, it is not an ordinary ferocious bird, but a demon cultivator that has not yet transformed."
"Monster...monster?!" The little monkey was so frightened that the bag fell from his hands and fell to the ground. The mouth of the bag was thrown loose, and more than a dozen squirrels immediately got out of the bag and dispersed in a rush.
"The master in the temple often said that in the world of mortals, there are either Taoists or demons. I didn't believe it at first. Only when I saw this big bird today did I become convinced. Amitabha!" Tan Ming was not afraid, but clasped his hands in praise.
"Pfft! Grrrr... Little monkey, do you know what a monster is and what a monster is? Little monk, your master must have never practiced Taoism. There are so many things in the human world, how can there be only Taoist cultivators and demon cultivators?
"
Seeing that the two people had very different reactions, Liu Xiaomu couldn't help but chuckle.
"That's all! Auntie can't say too much, lest you two have nightmares at night. Little monkey, when I find your master, I'll ask him to let Ta Xue go. When it's time to eat, he can catch it by himself. Don't worry.
You work tirelessly every day to get the sparrows to feed it, and develop a "good food and lazy" character. Haha!"
The little monkeys and Tan Ming saw the holy lady laughing happily and had long forgotten the argument. However, they couldn't help but lower their heads, feeling a little ashamed of themselves.
After a long time, the two of them looked up and saw that Liu Xiaomu had walked away, leaving only the happy laughter:
"Tuxue, you just took action against the human race. My aunt has to starve you for a day so that you can have a long memory. My aunt will come to look for you later!"