Nine hundred years ago.
The scholar took shelter from the rain and came to the ruined temple on the barren mountain.
It rained heavily at night. The scholar was holding an oil-paper umbrella that was scratched by a branch. He was dripping from the heavy rain. As soon as he ran into the ruined temple, he realized that there was someone in the temple.
"The young student came to Beijing to take the exam. It rained heavily at night, so he came to the temple to take shelter. If he was disturbed, he asked Haihan!" The scholar hurriedly put away the broken umbrella, and then noticed the light of fire in the temple.
He hurriedly saluted before he could see clearly who was in the temple.
"Hey, brother, in this wilderness, we can actually meet Wenquxing who came to Beijing to take the exam!" Someone in the temple laughed and said in a mean voice, "Look at him with such a thin skin and tender flesh, his clothes are a bit shabby, but you think This place is still five hundred miles away from the capital, so there must be a lot of trouble with you!"
The scholar was shocked when he heard this and quickly looked up.
Only then did he discover that the group of people who lit the fire in the ruined temple were extremely vicious bandits.
The scholar's heart tightened.
It is not a good thing to encounter such a group of people in the wilderness.
"Brothers, I'm passing by here and want to stay for a night." The scholar said with a smile, "I don't have a few pennies in my pocket, all I have is to save my family from starving to death. Brother, do your best and I'll treat you well in the future." A Jinshi will naturally repay his kindness."
"Hehe." The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks grinned, "Brother, you look at the scholar quite interestingly, what do you mean by repaying your kindness to us and other brothers if you win the Jinshi? Hahaha, kid, when you win the Jinshi, don't talk about repaying your kindness. Are you afraid that if we don’t come to your door, you’ll immediately report our brothers to the police and put us in jail?”
All the bandits burst into laughter.
"Okay." The bandit leader looked at the scholar with a sinister look on his face, then used the wooden stick in his hand to push the pile of firewood and said, "How much money can a poor scholar have? Let him sleep for a night."
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat." The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks muttered.
The bandit leader glanced at him, and he shrank his head, not daring to say anything more.
"Thank you, big brother." The scholar held his hands, and the cold wind outside the ruined temple blew on him. The scholar was soaked all over and couldn't help but twitch his neck.
"Come here." The bandit leader said.
The scholar hesitated for a moment and walked over cautiously.
As soon as I got close to the fire, I suddenly felt warm.
But it didn't matter if the scholar approached the fire. As soon as he walked over, he discovered that behind the bandits, there was a girl with disheveled hair tied up!
The scholar was stunned.
The tied girl noticed the scholar's gaze, raised her head timidly, and glanced at the scholar. Her pair of eyes were like a deer's, half scared and half asking for help.
"You kid, please don't meddle in other people's business!" The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks noticed the desperate look, patted the ring-head knife on his waist, and warned him.
"Brothers, may I ask if this girl has offended everyone?" The scholar frowned and said, "This sage has said that people should be spared and spared. If this girl has offended, please forgive me. Just kill her!"
"You rotten scholar, if you say one more thing, I will chop you up!" The bandit with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly stood up, and the ring-headed sword at his waist was half an inch out of its sheath with a clatter.
He originally thought that the scholar would be trembling with fear, but he didn't see the scholar not taking a step back, staring at him with big eyes.
"Damn it!" The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks drew a knife and put it on the scholar's neck, and said in a fierce tone, "You are so brave, kid!"
The scholar still refused to give in.
The other bandits saw the excitement and laughed to death.
The scholar hesitated for a moment and put a hand into his arms.
"What are you doing?" The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks glared, and immediately cut a blood line on the scholar's neck with his sword. The blood immediately flowed out and soaked into the scholar's collar along the neck.
"Don't get me wrong." The scholar took out a piece of ancient jade from his arms, which looked quite good, and said, "In this case, since you elder brothers are seeking wealth, Xiaosheng has an ancient jade passed down from his ancestors here. Xiaosheng brought this jade pendant to tell all elder brothers How about exchanging this girl’s freedom?”
The moment the scholar took out the ancient jade, all the bandits looked directly at the ancient jade.
"How dare you lie to us, you rotten scholar!" The sharp-mouthed bandit's eyes lit up, he snatched away the ancient jade, and then threatened viciously, "If you have any other valuable treasures, hand them over quickly! Otherwise grandpa Chop you up!"
The scholar frowned and said: "The so-called gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way. Xiaosheng has already exchanged the ancestral jade pendant with you for this girl's freedom, why do you still want to take it by force?"
When the bandits in the ruined temple heard this, they burst into laughter.
"Fuck you, you are a gentleman!" The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks kicked the scholar to the ground, "You kid, you can see clearly, our brothers are not gentlemen!"
"A gentleman talks but never moves!" The scholar fell to the ground, the scarf on his head fell aside, and he got up in embarrassment, saying angrily.
"Tell me the hell about being a gentleman again, and I'll pull out your tongue!" The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was holding a ring-headed knife as if to chop off the scholar's head.
"Really, a gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, and a villain is a metaphor for profit." The scholar shook his head and sighed, "The sage is right, only women and villains are difficult to raise!"
"Keep scolding!" The bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks became angry. He didn't want to kill the scholar at first, but now he was completely angered.
Even if they haven't read the book, they can understand that talking about survival is never a good thing.
How can you bear to compare them with women?
The bandit slashed him with his sword.
Unexpectedly, the knife failed to kill the scholar.
I saw the scholar using the broken umbrella in his hand as a weapon to block the bandit's knife, and then with his backhand, he hit the bandit in the face. He actually knocked out the bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks!
At this time, all the seven or eight bandits in the ruined temple stood up, drew their knives from their waists, and cursed: "Damn, what a scumbag scholar, looking for death!"
"My parents are the ones who gave birth to me. You talk vulgarly when you speak. You simply ignore ethics. It's really abominable!" The scholar was also angry. He held the tattered oil-paper umbrella and started fighting with the bandits in the ruined temple. .
The scholar has learned boxing and kicking skills since he was a child, but he has always read books about sages and sages, but he has never fought with anyone. The bandits in the ruined temple were all very vicious people. Although he had some skills, he couldn't handle the crowd. After going back and forth, he was soon cut off by the group of bandits and fled in panic.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now?" The bandit took advantage of the situation and chased and killed the scholar. The scholar was soon wounded, and his soaked clothes were stained red with blood.
Knowing that he was no match for these bandits, the scholar rushed left and right, but he actually ran to the tied up girl. The scholar didn't care about untying the rope, and didn't care about the relationship between men and women. He picked up the girl who was just as embarrassed as him and went straight to the back door of the ruined temple.
"Oops, chase!" the bandit leader shouted.
The scholar was also a prodigy in martial arts, but he had no choice but to study the books of saints and sages, so he didn't have much time to practice martial arts. Otherwise, how could these bandits be his opponents?
The scholar picked up the girl and ran for his life. He rushed out of the back door of the ruined temple and plunged into the muddy and rugged mountain forest.
"Boom!!——"
The rain got heavier, and there was lightning and thunder in the night sky.
The scholar carried the girl on his shoulders and fled for his life, while the bandits behind him were hot on his heels.
"Stop! Stop for me!" The bandit chased in the rain, yelling, "Damn it, kid, you better not get caught, otherwise I will skin you!"
The scholar only cares about running for his life, why does he care about the threat of those bandits?
But he was completely unaware that the body of the girl he was carrying on his shoulders was surprisingly light, as if she had no weight.
The scholar's blood was soaked in the rope that bound the girl. The rope was soaked in cinnabar and stained with blood, and it emitted white smoke in the rainy night.
The scholar just wanted to run for his life, running around in a mess on the muddy mountain road.
But as if God was playing a joke on him, he suddenly tripped over a tree root under his feet and fell into a dog's excrement. Then he rolled down the hillside and bumped into the trunks of several old trees one after another, and was knocked badly. His face was covered in blood, and he fainted in the end.
It's over.
This was the scholar's last thought, and then he rolled his eyes and completely lost consciousness.
But what the scholar didn't expect was that he didn't die.
Originally, he slipped and fell unconscious. Those bandits would definitely kill him if they caught up with him. But when he woke up, he found himself in a cave with a bonfire burning beside him. His coat had been taken off and was being roasted by the bonfire, with steam rising.
"Where is this?" The scholar struggled to get up and suddenly took a breath of cold air.
pain.
My whole body hurts!
"Sir, wake up, don't move!" The girl's clear and melodious voice came to his ears. Only then did the scholar notice that there was someone around him. He took a closer look and saw that it was the girl he risked his life to save from the bandits.
"Did you save me?" The scholar was stunned.
"Yes." The girl's clothes were thin, with a hint of spring that was about to bloom. She looked at the scholar and smiled, "Sir, I have also learned kung fu. When I rolled down the hillside, the rope tied to my body was rubbed. When it broke, I got up, fought off the bandits, and carried Mr. here!"
When the scholar heard this, his face turned red.
"Girl, there are differences between men and women, giving and receiving cannot be intimate!" The scholar wrapped his inner shirt around his body and did not dare to look at the girl's little face. "You are a girl, you must know how to cherish yourself! When I wake up, I will dry the clothes myself. That’s it, where can I let the girl do it?”
"Pfft." The girl laughed, "Sir, you are such an interesting person."
That was the first meeting between the scholar and the girl.
At that time, the scholar did not know that the girl he rescued from the bandits was not a human, but a ghost.
To be precise, they are ghosts.
When he found out the girl's identity, he found in vain that he could no longer do without the maid who served him in dressing and eating.
"Dare you ask the girl her name?" The scholar put on his wet coat in the cave and asked the girl.
"My name is Ning Jing," the girl said, and then asked him, "What's your name, sir?"
"My name is Xu Jingting, and my nickname is Liuru." The scholar said, "Young lady, you don't need to call me sir. I am going to Beijing to take the exam this time. I don't have much status, but I can't bear the word sir!"
"Then I don't care, I'll call you sir." Ning Jing said stubbornly.
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