It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

rainy night.

Lightning like dragons and snakes pierced the sky.

Light up the world briefly.

"Boom!!!"

Thunder followed.

In a remote country inn.

The innkeeper Zhao Jie put one hand on the table.

His head dozed off again and again.

The sudden thunder made him tremble.

No sleepiness at all.

"It's been raining for a few days.

Why don't you stop! "

The man complained and stood up.

Looking behind him at the guest room that only occupied one room, he looked sad.

This inn mainly provides accommodation for merchants from the north and south who travel between the mountains.

It's been raining for so long now.

The traveling merchants had already found a place to hide.

No one goes into the mountains.

Sighed softly.

Just as he was about to go back to the house to sleep.

Suddenly, there was a small knock on the door.

"dong dong dong"

"Who?"

Zhao Jie asked warily.

The world is finally settled.

There are still many defeated soldiers and bandits running around.

The world is not peaceful.

I was still in the mountains at this time.

Not necessarily a good person.

The boss grabbed the hatchet standing by the counter.

Approach the gate carefully.

"Store."

A soft female voice came from outside the door.

“Can the store be opened?

Let the slave family take shelter from the rain for a while. "

The voice is soft and sweet, with a hint of timidity in it.

Zhao Jie's heart trembled.

Didn't let down his guard.

But by some strange coincidence, he quietly opened the window next to him.

Look out carefully.

I saw a young woman with a good face standing outside the door.

The clothes had already been soaked by the heavy rain.

The long skirt clung to her body wetly.

Drops of water kept dripping down his face.

I don’t know if it’s rain or tears.

He looked pitiful.

Zhao Jie, who has been in the mountains all year round, has never seen such a beauty.

My eyes were straight for a moment.

"Store~"

He seemed a little embarrassed to be stared at by a man.

The woman lowered her head.

The pretty face is slightly red.

There was also a hint of anger in his tone.

Zhao Jie woke up immediately.

He hurried to the door.

Open the inn door.

"Little lady, come in quickly."

"Thank you, store owner."

There was a hint of surprise on the woman's face.

He didn't dare to look at Zhao Jie.

Shyly walked in.

"It's rainy and windy outside, little lady, please sit down and warm yourself by the fire. Be careful of getting sick."

After leading the woman into the house and sitting down, Zhao Jie closed the door again and put down the hatchet.

Take out a brazier from the corner and light a fire.

Put it next to her.

I brought towels and hot water.

"Thank you to the store for taking me in. This kind and virtuous little girl will never be forgotten."

The woman stood up slightly and bowed.

Zhao Jie was dazzled for a while.

“Madam, please don’t say such things.

It's raining heavily outside, why are you here? "

Hearing this, the woman's emotions, which had calmed down, became excited again.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she was about to cry.

"The little girl is from Lijiazhuang, thirty miles away.

Yesterday, Lijiazhuang was suddenly ransacked by rogue bandits.

The little girl took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

Just a father and brother. . . "

At this point, the woman had already burst into tears.

Zhao Jie panicked for a moment.

Having been single for more than thirty years, he had never seen such a battle.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

In desperation, he reached out to wipe the tears on the woman's face.

The finger just touches the cheek.

The smooth and soft touch immediately made him freeze in place.

Looking at the woman's shy face.

Zhao Jie didn't know where he got the courage.

He said something in a daze.

“Little lady, if you don’t mind it, follow me from now on.

I won't let you suffer! "

"My husband is really willing to stay with the slave master?"

The woman didn't dodge.

There was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"Yes, I do!"

Zhao Jie's eyes were red.

Breathing also becomes heavy.

“That couldn’t be better.

My husband, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and it is not as good as today. . . "

"Clang!"

Tables and chairs overturned.

The candle flame was extinguished by the strong wind.

Only three breaths passed.

The inn became quiet again.

"Bang, bang, bang"

There was a knock on the door.

A gentle voice came from outside the door.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Xuanzang.

Passing through the treasure land, it happened to be raining heavily.

I wonder if I can stay overnight? "