Facing the falling snow, return to the cave.
Feed the bottomless belly of red beans, and the story continues.
Hongdou couldn’t wait any longer, she seemed to love listening to stories, and discovered for the first time that listening to people tell stories is such a happy thing, what she used to do every day was really boring, even though she had A reason to have to do it, and never waver.
But this does not affect my own interests and hobbies. These two words are also learned from Ye Que's story. The ladies in Luoyang City and the princesses in the palace all have their own interests and hobbies.
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Hongdou thought, since he is also His Highness, he must have an interest and a hobby.
From the perspective of others, deciding on hobbies is a very tangled thing, but Hongdou thought it up very quickly. Her future hobby is listening to Ye Que tell stories, and her future hobby is eating Ye Que's roasted meat.
She rested her chin on her hands.
He listened intently to Ye Que's narration of things that he had never heard before.
Hong Dou thinks this cave is really comfortable. There is a fire to keep warm, there is meat to eat, and you can listen to stories. It is really great.
Ye Que's story has already been told from himself to the anecdotes of the world, and then from the anecdotes to the customs and culture of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, from the customs to the snowy moon and romantic flowers.
It turns out that whether a girl looks good or not is determined by a boy!
A girl must have a love in this life, a vigorous love!
Only after love and pain can you experience the fireworks in the world!
"Then how do you know that a boy likes a girl?" Hong Dou suddenly asked Ye Que.
Listening to Hongdou's question, Ye Que thought about it carefully, it is really a difficult question to answer! In fact, many of the things he talked about, apart from what he has experienced and seen, are also partly written in books, such love stories are recorded in books, and Ye Que has never personally experienced them.
"If a boy is willing to draw eyebrows for you, then he must like you." Racking his brains and recalling the books he read back then, there seemed to be such a passage, which seemed to make sense, and then Ye Que told Hongdou.
"Thrush?" Hong Dou lightly stroked her curved eyebrows, then looked at Ye Que and said, "If you have a chance, draw my eyebrows for me once."
"I haven't painted my eyebrows yet!"
"I haven't drawn since I was born."
"I want to draw it once. You know so many principles, you will be able to draw your eyebrows well."
Looking at Hongdou's expectant eyes, Ye Que nodded without thinking, "Okay, back to Luoyang City, I'll buy you the best rouge gouache and thrush for you."
Just after finishing speaking, Ye Que suddenly found a problem in Hongdou's words, "Have you ever drawn your eyebrows since you were a child?"
"No, I don't even know what a thrush is." Hong Dou took it for granted.
"Then where did you come from?" Ye Que asked casually.
"Where are you from?"
"It means where is your home? Where were you born?" Ye Que explained patiently.
Hongdou thought about it very seriously, and then said with certainty, "My name is Hongdou, and I was naturally born in the southern country!"
"Hongdou was born in Southland?" Ye Que looked at Hongdou, and suddenly had a feeling that this girl wouldn't be playing tricks on him all the time. What do you mean I am Hongdou? Naturally, I should have been born in Southland.
"Just kidding!"
"There is no such country as Nanguo on the mainland of China. I'm pretty sure! I've never heard of Nanguo even in the fairy world, or even the demon world. Do you remember wrongly?" Ye Que said speechlessly.
The flames shone on Hongdou's face, calm and indifferent, without any hint of a joke.
"I was born in the southern country."
"I did not lie to you."
"I have never lied to anyone since I was born."
"Anyway, that's what those old men in the clan told me. Our place is called Nanguo, unless they're lying to me." Hongdou said confidently, with her usual expression on her face.
Staring into Hongdou's eyes and taking a few breaths, Ye Que was sure that this girl was not lying, she might have been born in the southern country, "probably some secret family of the royal family, or a family left by a dynasty a hundred years ago It is not impossible to live in seclusion in a paradise and form a country of its own, otherwise how could such a pure girl be educated."
"Then tell your story." Ye Que took a few pieces of jujube wood from his hand and added them to the fire.
"I?"
Hongdou pointed to herself, then shook her head.
"I can't tell stories!"
"You don't need to know about this, just tell me how you grew up? What have you seen? Is there anything very interesting? Or something that impressed you very much? Or what dreams do you have?" Ye Que said casually, just like chatting.
Hongdou frowned, resting her chin on her hand, as if trying to remember, but she seemed to be unable to think of anything.
"What have you done since you were a child? You can't just grow up without doing anything!" Ye Que said.
"I have been fighting every day since I was a child."
"I grew up fighting."
"Is this my story?"
"I've read a lot of books that teach you how to fight. There are many, all kinds, sword formulas, formations, spells, mantras..."
"I've seen many murders, I've seen demons beheaded many times, I've killed many people myself, I've killed many demons, does this count?"
Hongdou racked her brains and actually started to tell how she grew up, but the more she listened to Ye Que, the more she felt something was wrong. Apart from fighting and killing monsters, didn't this girl do anything else since she was a child
"What is your biggest dream?" Ye Que suddenly interrupted Hongdou's memory.
"dream?"
"The elder told me that I want to be the strongest practitioner in the world, and to be the number one fighter, I must be number one." Hong Dou said without hesitation.
"Number one in the world?"
"Your parents are so arrogant!" Ye Que curled his lips and said, now he has reason to believe that the girl Hongdou might be a successor trained by some killer organization? Otherwise, how could there be such a big killing intent, and no matter whether it is a human or a demon, they are all within her killing range.
"Do you think I can do it?" Hong Dou looked at Ye Que and asked.
Ye Que pulled the fire with a wooden stick, a puff of soot floated up, Ye Que waved his hand and put the ash aside, "Being number one in the world is very difficult, and it will be very tiring, and your life will be in danger at any time."
"And it doesn't mean anything."
After listening to Ye Que's answer, Hongdou didn't speak for a long time, and finally straightened her waist, sat upright, said calmly but seriously, "But I must be the number one in the world, and I have reasons for doing it, no matter what What a difficulty."
The big black umbrella that was always carried with him suddenly flashed a black light in the palm of Hongdou, as if cheering and applauding Hongdou.
(Second update.)