"Girl, you said you are afraid of meeting bad people, but we are all men, so you are not afraid that we are bad people? Maybe the bad people you are wary of are around you."
Han Yun picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"How is it possible? You are a great hero who kills monsters. Your horse knocked over my book, and you have to compensate me with money. You are also willing to help those poor children. I can't think of such a person.
Going out is a reason to be a bad person."
Qi Xiaoyu smiled softly,
"Actually, I usually don't tell so many things to strangers, but I don't know why. I feel that you are very kind and easy-going. Although you don't talk much, I can feel that you are a good person and you should always help me."
Someone else?"
Han Yun did often help people, and he had helped tens of thousands of disciples.
"Yes, yes, yes, he does often help others, and he even helped me. Don't you know that that night, the big demon appeared, and I fought with the big demon, and the hooked snake opened its bloody mouth to swallow me, but at the critical moment,
At this moment, a hero riding a white horse descended from the sky and saved me from the fire and water..."
Wang Fugui was talking with great joy, and Qi Xiaoyu smiled so much that her eyes turned into crescents.
After everyone had had enough wine and food, they went upstairs to the guest room to rest. Qi Xiaoyu came early and grabbed a guest room, but Han Yun and the others could only squeeze into two guest rooms with twelve people.
Without Wang Fugui's explanation, the guards immediately separated. Six of them went to a room, and the other four followed Han Yun and Wang Fugui into a room.
There was only one bed in the room. As a prince, Wang Fugui was used to pampering himself, so he definitely wanted to sleep on the bed. The other four guards made two bunks on the floor, and they worked in groups of two, taking turns to sleep and watch.
Fortunately, they brought their mattresses with them, and it's not cold now.
Han Yun sat on a chair, meditated cross-legged, and practiced the Taixian Spiritual Dragon Art.
"Brother Qingyu, come on, let's sleep together."
Wang Fugui lay on one side of the bed, patted the other side, and "seduce" Han Yun with an extremely charming voice.
"No, it's disgusting."
Han Yun opened his eyes and said calmly.
"Come on, come on, we have to go on a journey tomorrow. It's okay if we don't get some rest. My delicate body is very warm."
At the end of the sentence, Wang Fugui couldn't help but laugh.
Han Yun ignored him.
"Hey, Qingyu, do you know that when a general who has won a great victory returns to the court to report on his duties, the emperor will sleep on the same bed as that general to show his trust and favor? This is normal.
When I become emperor, I will also make you a general."
Han Yun looked at him and said expressionlessly,
"The general and I will take off our battle robes and spend the spring night warm in the hibiscus tent?"
Wang Fugui was startled when he heard this.
"Why do two lines of a good poem sound so disgusting when it comes out of your mouth?"
"Tomorrow, ask your people to investigate Qi Xiaoyu's background and see if it is really what she said."
Han Yun said.
"What? Do you think there is something wrong with this girl?"
"It is essential to be on guard against others. You must be careful when sailing a thousand-year-old ship. Suddenly there is an unfamiliar person in the team. It is better to know the basics."
"Okay, no problem, Zhao Tao, Fei Ge will pass the letter."
Wang Fugui looked at a guard and said.
Then, he looked at Han Yun again, his eyes leisurely.
In this team, the most mysterious and ignorant person should be you, Qingyu...
There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, Han Yun and others left the room and went downstairs to have breakfast together.
"How was Miss Qi's night's rest?"
Wang Fugui asked while drinking spicy soup with tofu and brain.
In Luochuan, spicy soup and braised noodles are the best, but Wang Fugui also likes to eat tofu.
When people in other places were arguing over whether tofu puffs were sweet or salty, Wang Fugui solved the problem perfectly.
He eats spicy food.
Mix the spicy spicy soup with tofu curd and eat it together, then sprinkle with diced chives and coriander, drizzle with two drops of sesame oil, and pair it with a bite of freshly baked scallion pancakes. The taste is simply amazing.
"Have a good rest, where is Brother Qingyu?"
Qi Xiaoyu looked at Han Yun.
"I've had a good rest too."
Han Yun nodded.
After the group finished eating, Wang Fugui asked again,
"Is Miss Qi full?"
"You're full, where's Brother Qingyu?"
Qi Xiaoyu asked again.
"I'm full too."
Wang Fugui's head was covered with black lines. He took out a mirror from his pocket and looked at it. He didn't sleep well last night. Has his appearance been reduced again?
The group of people got on their horses, Qi Xiaoyu also got on his green ox, and everyone started on their way.
Soon, Han Yun discovered that not long after they left, Qi Xiaoyu took out a book from his arms and started reading without raising his head.
Han Yun looked at her serious and focused face and couldn't help but ask,
"You're reading a book while driving, and you're not afraid of hitting a tree?"
Qi Xiaoyu smiled slightly and said,
"Don't be afraid. This green bull of mine is at the sixth level. It has developed its spiritual intelligence. It knows how to walk. And now you just need to let it follow you."
"Do you really like reading books that much?"
Hearing this, Qi Xiaoyu said seriously,
"Books are not actually important. What is important is the knowledge inside. When you buy a book, you have to read it before it becomes your own.
Books are fleeting things, only civilization can last forever."
"Oh, that's alright."
Palace Master Han, who was not good at words, didn't know how to answer the question. This girl was talking about great things.
She loves reading so much, so let her read without disturbing her.
On the way, Wang Fugui and Han Yun chatted wordlessly. People walked all the way until noon and stopped to eat dry food.
At this moment, a horse appeared from the official road, galloped and stopped in front of everyone.
The man, who was tired from work and still holding a memorial-like book in his hand, came to Wang Fugui and knelt down on one knee.
"Sixth Master, the information you want."
"Thank you for your hard work, let's go back."
"As commanded."
After Wang Fugui opened it and looked at it, his eyes became serious.
At this time, Han Yun was sitting on a stone under a big tree. Wang Fugui walked over. He stepped aside and Wang Fugui handed him the notebook.
Han Yun opened the book and read it carefully.
"What are you looking at?"
Qi Xiaoyu walked over and asked curiously.
"Information on the Demonic Land."
"Can I see it?"
"Come and watch together."
Wang Fugui didn't care if Qi Xiaoyu saw these things. After all, they were his companions who were going to the Land of Demonic Fall together.
Qi Xiaoyu walked around to Han Yun's right, sat down, and squeezed him towards Wang Fugui.
The stone bears more weight than it should bear.
Feeling the warmth coming from his right arm, Han Yun was a little embarrassed, but if he squeezed Wang Fugui again, he could only do this.
He turned his head and glanced at Qi Xiaoyu. Seeing that she was looking at the information in his hand seriously, he also looked at it intently.