On the city wall of Bianliang, there was a black shadow climbing up the city wall like a ghost, and soon reached the top of the city wall.
Since it was not war time, this huge city wall was more of a decoration. There were no patrolling soldiers on it. Only the city gates would be closed at night and opened at midnight.
However, even if there were patrols, they might not be able to discover this hidden figure, but she just walked on the city wall like a leisurely stroll, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and tapped her forehead.
"It seems a little early."
Yes, this person is He Ping, because he promised Madam Butterfly that he would come and eat Bianliang's soup dumplings for her, but he never dreamed that he was a bit fast on his feet and Bianliang was a bit close to Luocheng.
In short, He Ping came here overnight when it was far from dawn.
At a glance, the woman saw from the city wall the closed doors of thousands of families in Bianliang City.
If you try to eat steamed buns with soup now, you will definitely get a rejection.
Even people with no common sense will understand this.
He Ping sat down by the city wall and raised her feet high in the air.
Under the clear moonlight, in the shadow of the tall city wall, there is the shadow of such a little woman.
She sat by the city wall, bent her elbows and held her cheeks in fists, closing her eyes.
He fell asleep in Bianliang City.
Wait until dawn.
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Fang Bie and Xue Ling didn't know that Sister Ping was actually waiting for the soup dumplings to open.
Sister Ping doesn't know what kind of guests are staying in her inn now.
In short, no matter who knows the other side's affairs, they will feel very frustrated and feel that the other party is very unreliable.
But on the other hand.
It is precisely because each other thinks that the other is very reliable that He Ping can rest assured to let Fang Bie look after the house.
Only then would he be able to rest assured and let He Ping help him finish the work.
Because these are jobs that each other is very good at.
In the guest room, the little monk was still dreaming sweetly during the Dragon Boat Festival. He never thought that when he woke up, his world would be changed forever.
Beside him, Fang Bie and Xue Ling, who had already had their hair cut off, were sewing wigs with the cut hair.
Xue Ling looked at Fang Bing's hands, and saw that her hair was slowly turning into an almost seamless hair cover. After putting it on, Duan Wu would turn into a handsome young man with thick black hair as long as a woman's.
Yes, because that hair is originally a woman's hair.
But looking at it, Xue Ling always felt something was wrong: "Farewell."
the girl asked.
Fang Bie nodded, his hands still threading the needle. It's a bit funny to say why Fang Bie was the one threading the needle under the lamp.
In fact, the reason is very simple, that is because Xue Ling's needlework skills are far inferior to Fang Bie's, so the sewing of wig covers can only be completed by Fang Bie.
But--that's not what Xue Ling felt was wrong.
"This seems to be a woman's hairstyle?" Xue Ling slowly figured out the clue.
"Yes." Fang Bie admitted shamelessly.
"Aren't we rushing to make hair condoms for the Dragon Boat Festival?" Xue Ling confirmed.
"That's right." Fang Bie said matter-of-factly.
But Xue Ling didn't take it for granted.
"So?" Xue Ling asked tentatively.
"So, this is the most seamless hiding method in the world." Fang Bie looked back at Xue Ling.
Under the light, the boy's face smiled calmly.
“Aren’t the Dragon Boat Festival men asked to dress up as women?”
Xue Ling took two steps back and covered her heart.
Speechless.
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Ningxia's room was filled with the sound of eating beef.
Even if Hei Wu is really good at eating, he can eat thirty pounds of beef by himself.
But eating beef itself still takes time.
Ningxia was drinking in the room.
Cup after cup.
The drink was wine.
I used a jasper luminous cup.
By the time Ningxia wine was almost finished, Hei Wu's meat was almost finished.
After he had eaten twenty-five pounds, he stopped.
Ning Xia noticed it and asked quietly: "What, are you full?"
"The rest will be a midnight snack." Heiwu said.
His lower abdomen finally swelled a lot, but the degree of bloating was completely out of proportion to the twenty-five pounds of beef he had eaten before.
"How is your injury?" Ning Xia asked quietly.
"You can't die." Heiwu said, "After eating so much, you should recover much faster."
"How long will it take for you to fully recover?" Ningxia asked again.
"I don't know." Heiwu shook his head and said, "It can take as little as ten days, or as long as one month."
"Why was it hurt so badly?" Ningxia asked again.
"Because the big monk is very powerful, and because the little monk is weird." Heiwu said.
Ning Xia looked at him, a little surprised: "I've seen that little monk, what's so weird about him?"
Heiwu looked at the ceiling: "He knows how to do finger-twisting, and he's very good at doing it."
"You didn't kill him?" Ning Xia asked again.
"I don't know." Hei Wu said: "I think he is dead, but maybe he is not dead. After all, he is not like the great monk. When I escaped, I knew that he would definitely die."
"But the young monk didn't see him die with his own eyes, so I'm not sure he's dead."
"Who asked you to come?" Ning Xia asked gently.
Hei Wu sneered: "This is not something you should know."
"So you are hiding alone on the beams of the mountain temple to recuperate?" Ningxia looked at him and said, "If I didn't come, would you be squatting there for a month to recuperate without eating or drinking?"
"It's normal to squat for a month to recuperate." Heiwu said quietly: "But it won't mean that you won't eat or drink. If you are really hungry, there are so many beggars down there, it won't be difficult to catch one to eat."
He said this matter of course, without any hesitation.
Ning Xia frowned, and then tears flowed down.
Hei Wu didn't look at Ning Xia, but he already said, "Don't cry."
"You've become like this." Ning Xia said angrily in a low voice.
"But I gained strength." Heiwu said lightly, "I feel it's worth it."
"Without power, I can't even take revenge."
"Can you take revenge now?" Ning Xia looked at Hei Wu and asked coldly.
"I can't retaliate." Hei looked at the ceiling nonchalantly: "But as long as I live, they will grow old and they will become weak. As long as I live, I will be able to kill them all one day."
"Where is the person who brought you to the Central Plains?" Ningxia changed the subject.
Hei Wu smiled: "I'll kill him."
Ningxia was shocked: "Did you kill him?"
She was in disbelief: "How dare you..."
"I'm a madman. It doesn't matter if I dare to kill someone, it just depends on whether I want to." Heiwu said with a smile.
"They dare to use me, don't they just think that I am a madman?"
"The crazier I get, the more they like me."
"Then, I'll show them how crazy I am."
Heiwu's laughter was low and hoarse.
(This chapter is so comfortable to write)
