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"Yes." Xue Wuyou took two steps forward, squatted in front of the little beggar and said, "Just now we watched you for a long time in the carriage, you are very good, smart and kind, very suitable for our head. Don't you go back with us? There are a lot of delicious and interesting things in Wuqingmen, as the adopted daughter of the head, you will no longer have to wander around and worry about food and clothing."

"I..." The little beggar couldn't answer for a moment, looked at Xue Wuyou and Wen Buqi in disbelief, and then stammered after a long while: "I, can I really, really do it?"

Wen Buqi smiled and nodded, and wiped the cat-like face of a little beggar with his palm without hesitation: "You can."

"That, that," the little beggar tried hard to swallow the dry pancake in his throat, pointed to the woman behind him and asked, "Then what should they do? I'm leaving, and no one will help her and Ah Fu beg for food."

Wen Buqi: "Wuqingmen's kitchen is short of a cook, if she doesn't dislike it, she can go along with her."

"Really?" The little beggar was happier than he was suddenly asked for it.

Wen Buqi nodded: "Really."

"Great!" The little beggar jumped up and ran to the woman, and said happily, "Did you hear that? We have somewhere to go, so we don't need to wander!"

"I heard," the woman wiped her tears and bowed to Wen Buqi and the others: "Thank you, thank you so much!"

So it turned out that Nan Wangshu looked at this scene and suddenly realized that the dreams she had after she fell into a coma in Mihuahai were actually things that actually happened in her previous life. They were caused by the collision between her spirit body in her previous life and her soul in this life. some memories.

Wen Buqi took the little beggar's hand out of the alley and got into the carriage, and the scene in Nan Wangshu's sight followed closely.She was like a bystander hidden in the air, watching with a blank expression how her previous life spent this life.

In the carriage, Wen Buqi brought out a lot of food for the little beggar, looked at her gobbling figure, propped his head up and murmured: "What name should I give you?"

The little beggar only had food in his eyes, and he shook his head perfunctorily upon hearing this.Wen Buqi lifted the curtain of the carriage to look at the city's streets, and said quietly: "This place is called Nanchi, and you are a little beggar who has never studied, why don't you call it Nanwangshu."

Little beggar: "Nan Wangshu?"

Wen Buqi lightly raised his sword eyebrows: "Nan is the surname of this city, and forgetting books means forgetting to read, simple and straightforward."

The little beggar nodded, murmured his name a few times and asked, "Father, why don't you let me take your surname?"

"Because you and I are not related by blood, naturally you can't have my surname, otherwise the outside world will spread the strange news about me again."

The little beggar said "Oh" half-understood: "Father is right, then I will be called Nan Wangshu from now on!"

The little beggar's excited and slightly sad voice passed through the curtain of the carriage and drifted down the long street, reaching Nan Wangshu's ears hundreds of years later.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, Xiaonan Wangshu was no longer a beggar when she got off the carriage. She put on a cute bun and put on a well-fitting dress. Looking at the mountain surrounded by fairy mist, her eyes were full of shock.

"This place is so beautiful!"

"This will be your home from now on," Xue Wuyou took Xiaonan Wangshu's hand, pointed to a stone tablet with engraved words beside her and asked, "Do you know what those three words read?"

Before Xiao Nan Wang Shu answered, Shen Huai spoke for her: "Guess why she is called Nan Wang Shu?"

"Yes, I forgot that you are illiterate." Xue Wuyou slapped her forehead in embarrassment, knelt down and said patiently: "Those three words, Feng, Xue, and Mountain, are the names of the mountain in front of you. "

"Fengxue Mountain," Xiaonan Wangshu read slowly, and then asked innocently, "Why is it called Fengxue Mountain? Is it because there is snow on this mountain?"

Xue Wuyou: "Yes, there is snow on this mountain that never melts all year round, and our Wuqingmen is on the top of it."

"Oh..." Xiaonan Wangshu nodded, stepped forward and held Wen Buqi's hand, raised his head and asked, "Father, can I play in the snow?"

"Of course," Wen Buqi replied, "from now on, this mountain will be your domain, and you can play however you want."

Xiaonan Wangshu's eyes lit up: "Then adoptive father, will I also practice spells and have my own sword like sister Xue Wuyou and brother Shen Huai in the future?"

"will not."

As soon as these two words came out, not only Xiao Nan forgot the book, but even Xue Wuyou and Shen Huai were stunned at the same time.

The eyes of the three of them all turned to him, but they saw him walking up the mountain holding Xiaonan Wangshu: "I don't intend to teach you any spells, let alone give you a sword. You are only responsible for eating, drinking, having fun and doing what you like." Things will be fine. My adopted daughter, you don't have to bear any responsibility."

"Wuqing sect has me and many disciples, even if you sweep the floor, you won't be able to do it."

Xiaonan Wangshu didn't understand: "I don't need to do anything, so why did my adoptive father take me in? Raising a little girl who can only eat?"

"Isn't it good?" Wen Buqi asked back.

"Of course, it's just that I'm a descendant of my adoptive father. How can there be descendants who only eat and do nothing?"

"If not, then you will be the first one." Wen Buqi casually picked a small yellow flower from the side of the road and pinned it on Xiaonan's Wangshu's hair bun: "If it weren't for the rumors that the outside world said that I was lonely and widowed, it would be too annoying. Women don't want to accept it."

"Huh? Widowed and lonely? Then why doesn't the adoptive father marry a wife and have children?"

Wen Buqi smiled lightly, and only said two words: "Trouble."

trouble……

At that time, Nan Wangshu was still too young to understand why he felt that marrying a wife and having children was troublesome. Isn't this the perfect happiness that the world most dreams of?

But she didn't have the time to understand it. After going back to Wuqingmen for a simple wedding ceremony, she started a free life without worrying about food and clothing, running all over the mountain like a monkey all day long.

And Wen Buqi really didn't care about her except for eating and sleeping, and let her go crazy every day.

It was still a carefree and free life, Nan Wangshu looked at it, and unconsciously raised a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth.Although she has dreamed about the following things, but now she has no memory of them, and can only follow the guidance of the previous world to read slowly...

Xiaonan Wangshu is like a follower, tirelessly following behind Wen Buqi every day, pestering him to play with him and teach him spells.Wen Buqi was able to patiently refuse at the beginning, but in the end there was only one sentence: "Shen Huai! Take this annoying girl away!"

Although he was scolded every day, his life was very happy, until five years later, Xiaonan Wangshu's biological parents came to the door.

Sitting in the front hall, Wen Buqi looked at the four or five-year-old portrait of Xiao Nan Wangshu handed to him by two gray-haired old men in front of him, frowning tightly, without saying a word.

"My lord, can we let the old couple meet Xiaoyu... Oh no, it's Xiaoshu now, can you let us see her?" The old couple who claimed to be surnamed Zhang begged.