Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 132

A bonfire burned in the yard of the ruined temple.

Gathered a lot of people on the road.

The old man was spitting all over the place, even though he kept repeating those few words, what a young man in white, he strikes quickly, and a young man in white uses a whip to reach perfection... People who are experienced in the world are tired of hearing it.

But to this little white fat man, he was very attractive.

This white fat man seemed to have never been out of the house.

Those squinted eyes are not defensive at all.

Innocence is like shouting, Come on, come and lie to me.

So the old man was telling the story, talking over and over again, while holding the teapot, greedily drinking the ginseng tea in it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was naturally embarrassed to snatch the pot, but he drank all the ginseng tea in it before handing it back to the little fat man.

Seeing that the little fat man just picked it up casually, he put it aside.

The little fat man's face, illuminated by the bonfire, was flushed and rosy, like a baby who had never been exposed to the sun.

His outstretched arms are white and tender, like big dumplings with thin skin and big stuffing.

The blood vessels inside can be seen clearly.

He was very excited after hearing the story.

It was already late at night, and he was leaning on the bed made for him by the old servant. The old servant was lying outside, and he was lying inside.

He was too excited to sleep.

After all, it was the first time in my life to sleep in the wild.

He didn't feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, it was very novel.

He pushed the old servant beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Big Companion, do you think I can meet that young hero?"

The old servant was very thin, with ribs all over his body.

After being poked by the little fat man, I was worried that the poke would hurt the little fat man's fingers.

He turned around, moved his body back a little, and then said to the little fat man: "Young master, you forgot, you want to call me Uncle Shi outside, and you have to go on the road tomorrow, young master, go to bed early. "

The little fat man stuck out his tongue and nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

But after lying down for a while, the little fat man couldn't lie down again, and his body twisted back and forth.

"Uncle Shi, why don't you sleep next to me, my mother... mother said that I am warm, and it is warm to sleep next to me."

The old servant's body was stiff, and he was inexplicably moved, but he shook his head and said, "My body is not clean..."

"Uncle Shi, I can't sleep unless I'm next to someone, I miss my father... Mom and Dad."

After hearing this, the old servant moved a little closer.

But tight.

The darker the night.

The bonfire also slowly extinguished.

The old servant's dry and cold body really felt warm.

The little white fat man beside him was as hot as a fireball.

There was an even breathing sound.

The old servant's eyes are doting and uncomfortable.

The little master is the dignified prince of the Xi Kingdom, and he has to suffer like this. If the emperor was still there, how could it be like this.

The old storyteller over there wasn't asleep either.

Quietly turned over and got up.

He really misses that kettle.

If you can get it and sell it, you will definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money. Maybe your sons will have enough money to marry their wives.

He is a bit idle on weekdays, a family of idlers.

Because the youngest son fell in love with a girl from the county town, and the bride price was expensive, he had to come out, thinking about doing a small business to make some money.

The old man touched the little fat man. It was already the third watch, when everyone was fast asleep.

He drank the ginseng tea and kept up his spirits until now.

The journey went smoothly without waking anyone up. Just as he was reaching out to get the little fat man's luggage, suddenly, his hand was grabbed.

What a withered hand it was, as if it was being grasped by a bone, it couldn't move in a daze.

He was so scared that half of his souls and seven souls ran away.

However, the person who arrested him didn't even open his eyes.

He struggled to get away, and rolled back to his seat, but saw that his arm was bruised and purple. If he didn't move back, his hand would be crushed.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Before dawn, he packed his luggage and left in a hurry.

The little fat man slept soundly, and the old servant beside him seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.

……

The sky is bright.

Shenyou yawned, stretched his arms, and stood at the door of the inn.

As a result, he was playing happily when he saw Aunt Luo come out.

She opened her mouth wide and quickly shut it.

But it was too late, Aunt Luo's face had already fallen off.

"I said it all, outside, this is not allowed."

"I was wrong, Aunt Luo, I promise not to do this in the future, it's because there is no one else out there." Shenyou smiled coquettishly with Aunt Luo.

Mrs. Luo looked at her dressing up as a boy, and it didn't violate harmony at all, just like a little boy with a hippie smile, good-looking and clumsy.

Seeing her acting like a baby, my heart was so soft that I couldn't bear to teach her a lesson.

This little guy has caused countless troubles along the way, made a fool of the passing bandit dens, and left behind some legends about the young hero in white.

Made Mrs. Luo laugh and angry.

Fortunately, it's a girl. If it's a boy, I don't know how many girls' families will be harmed in the future.

The little guy's hair has grown a bit, and the little knots on his head are no longer curled up. They are neatly combed back, revealing the beautiful tip of his forehead.

When he smiled, his brows and eyes curved.

There are two dimples on the cheeks.

Looking at her makes me happy.

Miss Luo couldn't help being angry, she stretched out her hand and pinched the little guy's face.

Soft mess.

After a severe hand addiction, Shi Shiran got into the carriage and returned to the appearance of a noble daughter of her aristocratic family.

This road is not fast, and we have to deal with the bandits that emerge one after another on the road, and by the way, straighten out the business roads along this road.

There were a lot of people when we set off, and there were people left along the way, and when we approached the capital, there were not many people left.

It looks leisurely, but in fact this journey is also very busy.

Apart from the initial bewilderment, these people in Baigu Village are very pragmatic.

I started working.

Xiaowu and Shenyou are responsible for cleaning up the bandits on the road.

The main reason is that God Bless came forward and Xiao Wu took care of the aftermath.

So God Bless has a great reputation.

And A Lu is the person who arranges the sentry team along the way.

Ah Xun has a strong calculation ability, and he cooperates with arithmetic adjustments in a timely manner along the way. Where to arrange people, the efficiency is the highest.

It is also necessary to record the different prices in various places, and consider the sales of bone tools and woolen cloth in the mountains.

The third master is an overall arrangement along the way.

The national teacher is basically a mascot, and he seldom shows up on this journey, probably because the bandits all came because of him, so he feels very guilty.

In this way, a group of people, slowly, finally came to... a ruined temple.

They were on their way, and went out before dawn.

When we arrived at the ruined temple, it was not long before the sun came out.

Those who spent the night in the ruined temple were all on their way, and they all set off early in the morning.

And that little white fat man slept extremely deeply.

No matter how the old servant yelled, the little fat man turned over and fell asleep again.

From time to time, he would grab a piece of thatch in his hand and send it to his mouth.

The old servant felt sorry for the little fat man, and he didn't force him to get up, so he packed his luggage and prepared breakfast at the same time.

The poor old servant was also a very high-ranking eunuch in the palace. He was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the emperor and queen to accompany the little prince to study, but he had to cook by himself.

How could he know how to cook? The fire was burning, the whole temple was full of smoke, and even a pot of porridge was not cooked. Looking from the outside, it looked like this dilapidated temple was about to be burned.

Shenyou took the lead and arrived in front of the ruined temple.

I saw a skinny old man rushing out of the ruined temple with thick smoke billowing in his arms...

(End of this chapter)