After hearing her parents' plan, the girl covered her face and sobbed for a while. She wiped away her tears quietly and walked slowly to the brocade bag of silver, picked it up and brought it back to the table.
The old man saw this and said angrily: "What are you doing picking up that deadly thing?"
When the girl heard this, she smiled reluctantly, held back her tears, and comforted her father: "Dad, I agree to follow that old thief. This way, we won't have to suffer."
When the woman saw this, she lamented: "Daughter, that old thief is trying to take away your virginity. How will you get married in the future?" After the woman finished speaking, she covered her face and cried bitterly.
The girl said quietly: "That's all, as long as I can save my life, my daughter will not marry anyone in the future, and she can serve you with peace of mind."
Hearing this, the old man sighed heavily. Looking at his tearful daughter, he became even more unbearable. His daughter was well-behaved and sensible, so how could she bear to be ruined by a smelly Taoist priest?
The old man took a deep breath, grabbed the money on the table, stuffed it into his daughter's hand, and said to the woman: "Old woman, go and pack the girl's luggage, and then send her to the ferry."
"Girl, you can run away with this money. My parents have no ability, so we have to do this." The old man held his daughter's hand and solemnly ordered her, regardless of the fact that her nose was still slowly bleeding.
The girl looked at her father's old hands and shook her head. She couldn't help but cry, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
Xiaoyu saw the situation in the room clearly, and she was not in a hurry. Instead, she felt a lot more happy, knowing that she was their savior, and they were also a big help to her.
Zhengchou didn't know where to start when he wanted to kill An Ning Guanluo Congsheng, so this old thief gave him a chance.
To kill Luo Congsheng, if these three little Taoist priests also came together, they would be executed together, but the Qin family sold one and got three free.
I saw Luo Congsheng and his party in the tavern that day. He seemed to be a well-known and upright person, but he turned out to be such a notorious character in private. In the past few years, he had used his reputation as the master of An Ning Temple to worry about the harm he had done. how many people.
This kind of sanctimonious hypocrite is doing all kinds of shady things behind his back, but he thrives in An Ningguan.
In terms of hatefulness, he was far more hateful and deserved to be killed than the rough and violent King Heng of the Ba Dao Sect.
Xiaoyu had to wait for the three Taoist priests in the distance to slowly walk away, and only after repeatedly confirming that there was no one around, could she go into the house and ask them and their family why.
Xiaoyu hid beside the haystack behind the eaves of their house, waited for half a stick of incense, and after confirming that no one was around, he took out a fake beard from his arms and slowly put it on himself.
When I walked out of the haystack, I had already changed my face, and it was Ji Ruge who showed a little bit of vicissitudes of life.
She looks to be in her thirties, and her original oval face has turned into a square face with Chinese characters, and her long hair is draped over her shoulders. Xiaoyu has lost some of her childishness, cunning, and heroic demeanor, and has gained a bit more uprightness, straightforwardness, and arrogance. .
"Dong, dong, dong..."
They were the only family in a few miles around, close to the woods on the hill behind, and surrounded by other people's terraces, already filled with green seedlings.
The seedlings are green and shiny, facing the warm sun, and the slightest breeze blows in the fields and forests.
Ji Ruge's long hair hanging in front of her forehead faced the gentle breeze, like a seedling swaying in the wind.
The old man's door was not closed, Ji Ruge only knocked on the door panel a few times.
He took a step forward and walked in.
The old man's family stared at the visitor and instantly became alert. The old man hurriedly picked up the spatula on the table and stared at Ji Ruge.
"Who are you?"
The old man pointed at Ji Ruge, and the woman and daughter stood guard behind the old man.
"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as you know that I'm here for you." Ji Ruge walked to the table with a smile.
"Evil ways hurt people, and I'm here to get rid of them." Ji Ruge imitated Zhang Ding and reached out to pick up a piece of fried spring bamboo shoots in a bowl on the table. Of course, he was not a bad person, he just felt that the guy was going back and forth. I have eaten spring bamboo shoots several times, and this plate of fried spring bamboo shoots should taste good.
After chewing a few times, he swallowed it and said, "Yeah!! Not bad, the craftsmanship is good, and it's delicious."
The old man stared at Ji Ruge warily and said: "This man, the farmer has nothing to give you. If you want this plate of fried spring bamboo shoots, you can just take it away. Our family can't bear the trouble."
Ji Ruge waved her hand and replied: "Old man, you don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not the one who takes advantage of the situation. I've seen what you're going through in your back room and I'm really interested in helping you."
Hearing this, the old man relaxed his guard a little. He still refused to put down the spatula in his hand. He looked at this weird middle-aged man and said slowly:
"Hey, don't be ridiculous, you man. They are wild Taoist priests in the world. You have also seen that they have swords and swords in their hands. If you can't help us, you should leave early."
Ji Ruge replied:
"Don't worry, old man, I do have the ability to help you. I travel in the world and talk about chivalry.
Taoist priests and monks are monastics. They are foreigners and receive incense from hundreds of schools of thought. They should help ordinary people.
But these Taoist priests from An Ning Guan actually did such things behind their backs, which is really shameful.
I am also a person who often walks in the rivers and lakes. When I see such injustices, how can I ignore them? "
The old man frowned and said: "You man, you are not tall and you don't have any weapons in your hands. How can you expect us to trust you? Hey, you'd better leave quickly and don't cause trouble to our family."
Ji Ruge raised her hand and moved out with a move of 'exploring flowers and picking leaves'. In an instant, the spatula was snatched from the old man's hand. Ji Ruge took it in his hand and gave the old man a wink.
The meaning in his eyes was very clear, "How?"
The old man had lost the 'weapon' in his hand. Just now, the man's move was indeed unusual. Before he could use any force, the spatula was taken away from him.
"Are you serious about helping us?" The old man asked in surprise when he saw that things had turned around.
Ji Ruge smiled slightly and said seriously: "Seriously!"
The old man hurriedly knelt down and said: "If you are a man and can really help us solve the current crisis and save our little girl, I will be willing to work hard for you!!"
Ji Ruge stretched out the spatula, stopped the old man's hand, and lifted it up, preventing him from kneeling down.
"These spring bamboo shoots suit my appetite. I wonder if my husband would like to stir-fry some vegetables on the stove. Let's talk while we eat."
The old man's originally bent body was gently lifted by Ji Ruge with a spatula, and he was brought up. He was not allowed to kneel down. He was very surprised, and his face was immediately filled with joy. He thought that this man really had something ability.
Xiaoyu came out from lunch at Liushu's tavern. At this time, she saw that none of the family had eaten. She happened to think that the old man was good at cooking and wanted to fill his stomach, so he ordered the old man to cook for dinner.
Seeing that Ji Ruge was very capable and wanted to help his family out of the siege, the old man hurriedly took the spatula and called on his wife and daughter to raise the fire to stir-fry.
Not long after, the woman brought a bamboo steamer filled with fragrant rice to the table. There were already four or five stir-fried side dishes on the table. Although there was no meat, the fragrance was refreshing.
