She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 127 Handkerchiefs
Seeing He Miao turned and left, Su Ziyan felt an impulse in his heart. For some reason, he suddenly felt that if the woman in front of him was not left behind at this moment, the two of them might never see each other again.

This impulse prompted him to take a step forward and stop He Miao regardless of the scholar's reserve.

"Girl, I haven't asked the girl's name yet."

He Miao took a step back subconsciously, lowered her eyes, and refused, "Forget it, it's just a name."

In fact, what she really wanted to say was that even if she told the other party, what Su Ziyan could hear was just a fake name.

In the whole world, those who can know her real name can be counted on five fingers.

A fake name is unnecessary.

Su Ziyan felt a wave of heat surge up in his chest, making him have to speak.

"Girl Tong Lingtang saved me again and again, great kindness and great virtue, Xiaosheng has nothing to repay..."

These few words are not insincere, and the words are a little excited.

He Miao only felt that this set of lines was quite familiar. Next, it shouldn't be a drama of agreeing with each other.

Sure enough, I heard Su Ziyan say sincerely: "The two of Xiaoshengguan seem to be in a difficult situation. Xiaosheng Gaotang is still alive, and the family has a little low income. If the girl doesn't mind..."

"Don't don't."

He Miao quickly waved his hand and refused.

I secretly thought, it's all because of her damn charm.Wrong, it should be said that she is all to blame for this damn rotten peach blossom.

Rotten peach blossoms are not a good thing. Thinking of this, He Miao restrained his mind and said lightly: "Shanshui will meet again, Mr. Su, we will meet later."

After finishing speaking, he hurried forward to catch up with Mrs. Fan.

Only Su Ziyan was left behind, looking at the back of the woman going away, the corners of his eyes were red.

The sea of ​​people is vast, and it is not easy to meet by chance. Where there is a future, it is clear that there will be no future.

People grow up and hate water to grow east.

He Miao and Mrs. Fan boarded a small boat, which gradually disappeared on the vast Dongting Lake.

He Miao keenly noticed that since boarding the boat, Madam Fan seemed to be in a bad mood.

In just a few days of getting along with each other, He Miao has probably figured out what kind of person Mrs. Fan is.

She has a cold face and a warm heart, but also the most soft hearted.Although he is old-fashioned, he has a bit of chivalrous spirit.

Compared to today's world of cultivating immortals where everyone is doing everything for their own benefit, Mrs. Fan can be said to be a clean stream.

But for an immortal cultivator like Madam Fan, it is inevitable that he has a lot of worries.

When night fell, the two headed for Xiangshui along Dongting Lake.

Mrs. Fan is unwilling to mention her worries, and He Miao is not curious either.

The most important thing for her right now is to focus on herself and improve her cultivation.

He Miao sat on the bow of the boat with his eyes closed tightly, letting the flowing water sway and the boat drift along with it, and I remained motionless.The night was bitterly cold, and she sat up all night.

This is the most important thing that He Miao has learned during the four years of being trapped, which is to hone a strong will.

When the sky was slightly bright, Madam Fan came out of the small boat and saw that He Miao was still meditating, with a flash of admiration in her eyes.

The boatman is a taciturn old man with a thin beard and a waist bent by the years.

Early in the morning, fish soup was boiled on the boat.

He Miao took a sip, it was very fresh.Swallowed it all at once.She hadn't eaten last night, and she was starving to death.

Mrs. Fan was still frowning.

He Miao knew that eating was a good time to talk, so he immediately said:

"Mrs. Fan, do you know how to enter Ghost Valley?"

When Mrs. Fan heard He Miao's question, she was taken aback for a moment, then raised her eyes, glanced at He Miao, and said, "What are you doing in that kind of place?"

He Miao licked his lips, naturally he didn't want to tell Madam Fan the truth, but he also didn't want to lie to Madam Fan.

Fortunately, Mrs. Fan didn't ask any more questions, she just said to He Miao, "Remember what I said, if you help me, I'll tell you."

"of course."

He Miao readily agreed.What puzzled He Miao was what was the matter that troubled Mrs. Fan.

The two drifted along the river for a while, and landed in a small place called Jingyang.

The first thing Mrs. Fan did when she went ashore was to go to a tailor shop for He Miao and buy new clothes and jewelry.

He Miao was dressed gorgeously, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious. What was the reason why Mrs. Fan asked her to dress so well.

The second thing Mrs. Fan did was to go to an embroidery workshop and pick out a poorly made handkerchief.

This made He Miao a little surprised, there was no way to choose a handkerchief, not a delicate one, but a handkerchief with ordinary embroidery.

"Go along this street, go to the third shop on the right side of the second alley, go to the owner of the embroidered handkerchief, and tell him that you want to order more handkerchiefs."

Mrs. Fan seemed to have regained her usual indifference, and she only spoke lightly.

He Miao was a little puzzled. She didn't know what Madam Fan asked her to do with the owner of the embroidered handkerchief, not to mention, why did she order more for such a rough handkerchief?

However, she knew that Mrs. Fan would not harm her.Besides, as long as she doesn't meet an immortal cultivator, she can walk sideways in others.

He Miao immediately walked towards the place Mrs. Fan said with her handkerchief in her pocket.

The alleys here are full of ordinary people at the bottom of the township. Several families are crowded together in a courtyard.

He Miao walked forward, and at the entrance of the alley, there were a few children in ragged clothes playing together.

When He Miao passed by, one of the little girls in yellow clothes looked at He Miao curiously.

Looking at the girl's slender eyes, a strange feeling flashed across He Miao's mind. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before, but he really couldn't remember.

He Miao counted the roads carefully. The second alley, the third house on the right, was a dilapidated wooden door, which had been in disrepair for a long time and could not be closed tightly.

He Miao stepped forward to knock on the door, while listening to the movement inside the door, it seemed that someone was washing clothes and could hear the sound of splashing water.

He Miao hammered the door twice again, and the people in the room finally heard it, and rushed to open the door.

The door opened with a slam, and there was a woman with slender eyes and a pointed face. She was fat and dressed in coarse cloth, her hair was messy, her head was wrapped with a gray cloth, and she was carrying a bag on her back. Infant child.

The woman's hands were wet, it seemed that she was indeed washing clothes just now.

The woman's thin face did not match her somewhat obese body, and He Miao didn't realize it for a moment.

"Is there something wrong?" the woman asked.

The voice was gentle and pleasant, but the slender eyes were full of suspicion. After all, it is unlikely that a well-dressed person like He Miao would appear in such a barren place.

"Excuse me, do you know the owner of this handkerchief?" He Miao took out the rough handkerchief from his pocket and asked.

The woman's first reaction was a little nervous, and she took a step back subconsciously.

"I embroidered it... what's wrong?"

He Miao found out that he had found someone so easily, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not here to find trouble."

The vigilance in the woman's eyes relaxed.

He Miao said with a smile, "Sister, I have a good deal with you."

This is Mrs. Fan's arrangement. Although she still doesn't know why, He Miao knows that she will know the truth.

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