Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 418 The Crazy Taoist Nun 1
But when he came back, she didn't wait for him.

Shen Shuyao, what am I in your heart?
Is it because I'm not good enough for you, or you don't have me in your heart?

Although Pei Fang was terrified in his heart, it was because of his slavish nature that he couldn't bear to be so heartbroken by his master, so...

"Master, Wenqu Lianzhen is gone too, this subordinate wants to..."

"Go and bring my Chaser..."

"Why do you want to chase the wind now?"

"Chasing people..."

……

Did people not catch up, in the endless night, where can I still see her shadow.
Running fast, the wind whistling past my ears...

The Mid-Autumn Festival is not over, and the night is cold!

……

Jiuling Mountain is [-] miles away from An County, which is not close, but not too far.

Along the way, Shen Shuyao saw many martial artists with swords and knives on their backs, and Shen Shuyao felt fresh;
Tilting his head to look, he would turn his head and ask from time to time, Wen Qu: What sect is this person from? What kind of sect is that person from?
It is rare for Wen Qu to be in a good mood, but whenever he knows it, he will speak clearly and in detail.

Sometimes I see handsome young men passing by on horseback;

Shen Shuyao would forcefully squeeze out a sentence from her head: spring outing, apricot blossoms all over her head, whose young man on the street is so romantic?foot romantic.

After hearing this, Lianzhen and Wenqu almost fell off the carriage.

Miss Shen's poem is so powerful!

After bumping around for a few days, amidst Shen Shuyao's crying, I finally arrived at the small town at the foot of Jiuling Mountain;

Wen Qu took the two of them into an inn.

Because of the martial arts conference, there are a lot of floating population in the town.

So there are many people up and down the inn;

Finally found a table to sit down and ordered some food.

Only then did Shen Shuyao feel better;
People, it's better to stay at home honestly, what about running around!
Now the inn is full of martial arts people, rough men, and handsome young men;
And... the handsome little nun at the next table...

Shen Shuyao couldn't help but take a second look;
A glamorous young nun with an eight or nine-year-old female doll by her side;

Wearing a plain blue gauze Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and a dust whisk in his hand.

(End of this chapter)