Fifty-fourth bowl of soup (5)
I haven't heard the girl speak for a long time, and Zhan Ran doesn't have the heart to say more to her. Now that he has fully recovered, he should go back. "I gotta go."
"Go?" The girl subconsciously asked. "where to?"
"What do you say?"
Naturally, to take revenge. The girl scratched her palm and asked anxiously, "Do you have to go? Why don't you just stay here?"
"What's the good of staying here?"
"... You don't have to worry about food and clothing, and there are people waiting for you. What's wrong with the beautiful mountains and rivers? No matter how many people ask for it, you can't ask for it."
Zhan Ran snorted softly, looking very disdainful, as if she disliked her very much. Although he had no expression, his emotions couldn't escape the girl's eyes. She was not happy: "You want revenge, but you are alone, do you still want to break into the Hengshan sect? There are so many disciples in the Hengshan sect, each of them can drown you with their spit!"
Zhan Ran lowered her eyes: "Who said I'm going to Hengshan School?"
"If you don't go to Hengshan School, where will you go?"
"Return to the Demon Cult."
The girl listened, her eyes showed concern. But no one can change Zhanran's decision, not to mention that he didn't intend to take her with him at all. If the girl wants to follow, it doesn't matter. If she doesn't go with him, she is of course free to stay.
Zhanran was about to leave early the next morning, but the girl was already waiting outside the thatched cottage. She looked at his indifferent look, and sighed: "Anyway, your eyesight is not convenient, I will take you back, but you have to promise me not to kill people on the way."
As he said that, he walked over to hold Zhanran's arm. Zhanran wanted to shake it off, but for some reason he didn't.
He has been in this world for so long, and he has never been to other places except the Hengshan School's dungeon, which is the thatched cottage. Naturally, he is very unfamiliar with this world, and he can only rely on the girl to lead the way. When the two arrived in the town, Zhan Ran frowned and asked, "Why are there so many people staring at us?"
The girl replied: "How do I know this, maybe it's because you are too scary."
She was not polite at all, but fortunately Zhanran was used to it, and if others said he was too scary, he insisted on making that person look good. But after the girl said that, he just snorted coldly and didn't speak again.
Because the appearance of both of them was very eye-catching, the girl bought a veil and put it on. She was afraid that someone would recognize Zhan Ran and that his eyes would not be able to withstand the sunlight, so she covered it with a black cloth. In this way, they look more like ordinary people. After all, with so many people in the world, it is not surprising that there are a few who are disfigured and blind.
This place is far away from the Devil's Cult. Based on their tutorials, it takes about half a month to arrive. When Zhanran comes back, it is estimated that it will take more than a month to go back and forth. The girl didn't know what Zhanran was going to do when she went back. In her heart, the Demon Cult should not be a good person. Maybe Zhanran went back to clean up the house and get rid of those villains
She didn't ask Zhanran why she planned to wait, but she just did her own thing quietly and took good care of Zhanran every day. In short, even though Zhanran left the thatched cottage, she still had no worries about food and clothing and had someone to serve her.
She was so caring. In Zhanran's memory, there was only one person who treated him so well. But how is this possible? He thought it was because he thought too much, it was indeed good for a girl to treat him, and he just wanted to repay her more in the future.
I passed by a town at night and went in to shoot. After all, it was getting late and no one wanted to sleep in the wild. It doesn't matter to Zhan Ran, but the girl is as timid as a mouse. As soon as they entered the inn, they bumped into someone head-on.
The other party was so aggressive that the tip of the girl's nose hurt from being bumped. By the time Zhan Ran wanted to remind her, she was already late, and now she touched her nose and burst into tears. Zhan Ran stretched out his hand and pulled her behind him, facing a burly man.
The man saw the girl's delicate and charming eyebrows exposed outside the veil, and immediately became lustful. He looked the girl up and down, and felt that the appearance was not good, and the figure was not bad, so he immediately asked the teacher: "How do you walk?" ? Do you have eyes? Tell me, how should this matter be settled?"
The girl didn't want to cause trouble, so she immediately took out a few taels of silver and handed it over: "This man, I have something to discuss, I was careless just now, please don't blame me. I have a few taels of silver here, use it to buy some ointment Wipe."
It was obviously the other party's fault, but she still bowed her head.
But the big man refused to let it go, he chuckled and said: "That's not okay, I just want you, a little lady, to apply the medicine for me, come—"
He reached out to catch someone behind Zhanran, but was blocked by Zhanran, and cursed angrily: "Stinky blind man, get out of here—" Before he finished speaking, he wailed loudly, just because Zhanran grabbed him with one hand. His wrist didn't seem to use much strength, but the big man's hand was already bent at an extremely strange angle.
Zhan Ran quickly grabbed the other party's neck, and said in a cold voice, "Say what you just said again."
Don't say that the big man doesn't dare, even if he dares, he can't make a sound when his neck is pinched! It was still the girl who gently grabbed Zhanran's sleeve: "Okay, don't overdo it, someone is already watching us."
Zhan Ran casually threw the tower-like man aside, and walked forward, the girl quickly followed, the shopkeeper was already stunned, seeing Zhan Ran trembling in fright, the girl said: "Boss, please open the door for me." One upper room."
Zhan Ran frowned, but said nothing.
When they were in the thatched hut, they had their own places to sleep, but there was no shaker in the inn, and there was only one bed in the room.
Zhan Ran said: "I sleep on the floor."
The girl didn't speak, but glanced at him.
Xiaoer quickly brought hot water, and Zhanran washed quickly, but the girl was a little reluctant. Zhan Ran knew why she was, and said with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "Could it be that you think I, a blind man, would do something to you? After walking for a day, your body is full of sweaty smell." If she really wanted to do something, she thought Can she survive till now
"You're talking nonsense!" She smelled very fragrant. "I don't understand the style, do you know what it means to be sweaty?"
Zhan Ran snorted coldly, and didn't bother to talk to her.
The girl walked to the tub unhappily, untied her belt slowly, and her skirt fell to the ground like a cloud, revealing a delicate body like suet white jade.
When she was taking a shower, she couldn't help but look back at Zhanran. The man's eye sockets were empty, his face was expressionless, and there was no emotion or abnormal expression. It seemed that such a lively and fragrant little lady like her stripped naked and took a bath in front of him, just like an eggplant that was peeled and boiled in a pot.
This is more embarrassing, the girl feels that her femininity has been greatly challenged.
But let her seduce Zhanran to prove her attractiveness? forget it.
Zhanran didn't feel it when he took a bath before, but now it's a little girl's bath. He moved his nose and sniffed the sweet fragrance in the air, and asked, "Did you use spices?"
"No."
Zhan then bewildered and realized that it was Daughter Xiang. He felt a little embarrassed for asking such a question, so he maintained his usual expressionless face. It's just that the colder it is, the more the sound of splashing water and fragrance rushes into the ears and nose.
After taking a shower and wringing out her hair, the girl was ready to go to bed, and had to go on her way early tomorrow morning.
But when she lay on the bed, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She opened her eyes and looked at the wound quietly. Zhanran gave her the bed, and she just laid a mat on the floor and lay down on it. She didn't know if she would catch a cold. .
The moonlight tonight is also very good, as clean as water, shining through the window sill and sprinkled on the ground, giving the girl the idea of wanting to stop time at this moment. She couldn't help but look at Zhanran who was lying on the ground. They have all lived together for so long, but apart from sneering, laughing, laughing and other fake smiles, the girl has never seen Zhanran really smile. He was always so serious, and he didn't know what he was thinking all day long, as if he had nothing else on his mind except seeking revenge from the Hengshan faction.
"... Zhanran."
Zhanran ignored her.
"... Is it cold on the ground?"
"What do you say?"
It must be cold. The floor of this inn is paved with stone bricks. It is still night. Do you think it is cold? But he has kung fu, so he doesn't feel anything. If the girl sleeps on it, he might not be able to bear it.
"Then... why don't you come up to sleep?" After finishing speaking, the girl regretted blurting out such a sentence, but after thinking about it, the ground is really not suitable for sleeping people.
Zhan Ran refused: "I'm fine here."
Unless he doesn't want to, he generally won't accept her love. This made the girl a little sad, but she turned over and looked out the window—it was too dark to see anything, but she stared like that.
Zhanran lay down for a while and found that the girl didn't continue to chatter. She was still surprised, but suddenly heard the girl's voice gradually becoming hurried. She was taking a deep breath, not to mention that her breathing became faster, she seemed to be still trembling slightly.
Which means she cried.
By chance, Zhan Ran said, "Give way in."
The girl was stunned for a moment, and quickly hugged the quilt and shrank into the bed. Zhan Ran is blind, and it doesn't matter to him whether there is a light or not, so he walks to the bed with a strong sense of direction, lies down and closes his eyes.
The girl hugged her quilt nervously, but after waiting for a long time, Zhanran didn't even make a sound, even her breath was so shallow that she couldn't hear it roughly. She was a little unhappy. She was so nervous and scared to death here, but he was fine. Is there any more stable man in this world than him? He is simply more Liu Xiahui than Liu Xiahui.
But then again, if Zhan Ran really plotted against him, the girl would definitely smash him to death with a vase.
Early the next morning, Zhanran was very helpless and very angry. There was no other reason. A girl clung to him like an octopus, her limbs were tightly wrapped around her, and her small face was buried in his neck, exhaling sweet breath. Not only that, she seemed to be talking in her sleep.
The voice was too low for Zhanran to hear clearly, now he just wanted to wake the girl up and keep her away from him.