Traveling through the Tang Dynasty: Peerless Village Girl

Chapter 195 The Poor Scholar Selling Books
Back home, Mo Feiyi was busy filling gunpowder and iron sand into the small gourd, and by the time he finished all this work, it was already late afternoon.

Xiaoyu set up a table of dishes in the room, and then exited tactfully, Mo Feiyi and Tang Muduan sat, just eating and drinking in silence, from beginning to end, neither of them said a word.

When parting, Mo Feiyi didn't want to say anything, before she drank a few glasses of wine and collapsed from drunk, she just said, "Even if you die, you will die in front of me."

Then, she passed out.

Tang Mu's eyes were red with tears, he helped Mo Feiyi onto the bed, covered her with the quilt, then turned around and strode out the door.

When Mo Feiyi woke up the next day, Tang Mu was no longer there.He left, taking his sword, bulletproof vest, and twelve small gourds filled with gunpowder and iron sand.

The feeling of parting is very painful, Mo Feiyi would rather be drunk and unconscious than to say goodbye, it will only make the two of them heartbroken and more painful.

Perhaps, the temporary parting is just for the permanent reunion.

Mo Feiyi never believed in ghosts, but this time, she asked Xiaoyu to lead the way, accompanied by He Tianxiong, to burn incense and worship Buddha in the famous Huayan Temple in Chang'an, and bless Tang Mu for his safe return.

Although the weather is cold, there are many pilgrims who come to burn incense and worship Buddha, and they all seem very pious.

Because of the snow, the ground is slippery, the way up the mountain is difficult, and the way down is even more difficult. If you don't pay attention, you will fall down. It took a lot of time to go up and down. By the time Mo Feiyi went down the mountain, it was already evening. Thinking that there would be no way to go back before the gate of Chang'an City was closed, they stayed overnight in the market town at the foot of the mountain.

Before it was dark, Mo Feiyi walked around the market town to see the local customs and customs. Let's relax at that time. There was always a heavy boulder in her heart. That feeling made her so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe. .

Walking casually, I bought a few packs of well-known local snacks, but I didn't feel much when I ate them in my mouth.

"Miss, let's go back." Xiaoyu knew that she missed Tang Mu in her heart and couldn't bring up any interest. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, she reminded her to go back to the inn.

When passing by a shop, beside the shop, there was a scholar in his thirties who was selling books along the street. Looking at his clothes, his robe was washed white, very old, and it was full of patches everywhere. He was a poor man. scholar.

His small stall is just a piece of old cloth spread on the ground, with a stack of books on it. The scholar is holding a stack of books and is desperately selling them. His eloquence is good, but no one wants to buy his books.

Judging by the expression on his face, he seemed very anxious, looked up at the sky from time to time, and sighed again and again, which aroused Mo Feiyi's attention and curiosity.

"Miss, please take a look at the book written by Xiaosheng. I guarantee it will meet your needs." The sharp-eyed old scholar saw Mo Feiyi stop and look over, and hurriedly went up to him.

(End of this chapter)