Jianling

The rumors in the public are always like this, the emperor's decree has to be implemented layer by layer, but the news that Shou Zhenjun has seriously injured the Song family and his son can quickly spread throughout the thirteen states.

Xiao Shuhua walked alone, never caring about others' comments on him, he punished him a little when he heard it, and treated it as if it didn't exist if he didn't hear it. Meng Lang was not the type of person who liked to be filled with righteous indignation, so he followed him step by step back to the mountain that just had a name , I didn't dare to ask half a sentence all the way.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, Xiao Shuhua suddenly stopped and threw him a money bag.

Meng Lang subconsciously caught it and held it obediently, but his face was completely blank.

"...You," Xiao Shuhua met his stupid face, choked for a long while involuntarily, and then wiped the tip of his nose, "Go shopping, you and that bastard have to eat, right? .”

Meng Lang's eyes suddenly turned red as if he had been blessed by God, and he almost tearfully tugged at his trouser legs: "Yes!"

Xiao Shuhua couldn't stand others like this the most. He even saved Meng Lang because Meng Lang's enemy happened to pass by him, and blood dripped from the knife, accidentally dirtying his shoe upper.

Meng Lang happily went to buy things, Xiao Shuhua couldn't wait for him, so he simply stepped on the mountain road by himself, but slowed down, so Meng Lang could keep up with him.

Xiao Shuhua considered himself to be an unconventional person. Although many people scolded him and scolded him, whenever he was angry, he would find that these people were afraid of him without exception, for fear of being caught by his tail.If he wanted to send everyone who spoke ill of him to the King of Hades, Xiao Shuhua didn't have the time for now.He killed all the way to Huadu, but he just wanted to force Meng Wubei to show his face again.

Except for Wen Xu, he really didn't have the heart to deliberately kill anyone.Besides, the Song family had put on such a good show for him, and it was too late for him to applaud, so why not let Song Mingting go?

It's just that Song Mingting did impress him. If Song Mingyun hadn't consumed most of his energy, or if he really wanted to start killing, I'm afraid that the Song family would not be able to keep a single one.

His mind was full of confusion and he couldn't figure it out, but the cave where he was temporarily staying was close in front of him. Xiao Shuhua stopped, listening to the soft rustling noises inside, he suddenly didn't want to go in.

But he went in anyway.

Inside the cave was still the hay that he grabbed casually to pad the ground the day before, and the child sitting upright on the hay.

Xiao Shuhua pinched the bridge of his nose, folded his arms and looked down at the little kid who had probably not moved for a day, suddenly a little curious about what Meng Yanhan looked like when he picked up Song Zhubo.

Anyway, this little bastard hasn't said a word to him until now.

Ah.Dead child.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, Xiao Shuhua felt naive, turned his head and ignored him, and went to look down at the dense forests in the mountains. There was no movement, and the little brat behind him didn't move either.

Xiao Shuhua is not a person who likes quiet very much, he suddenly misses Feng Qingchen, or Meng Lang.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Meng Lang to follow up out of breath, carrying big and small bags, panting heavily, and his feminine face with slender eyebrows and almond eyes was flushed extremely red at this moment.

"Tsk." Xiao Shuhua tilted his head, raised his chin towards him, and turned his eyes to the stone-carved child in the cave.

Meng Lang quickly put down his things, walked back to the cave, panting to tease the child: "Are you waiting for us? Are you in any danger? Our master is very powerful, so you don't have to be afraid in the future. By the way, what do you want to eat?" Do you want me, senior brother, to prepare for you?"

Xiao Shuhua narrowed his eyes and interrupted him inappropriately: "Your master?"

Meng Lang was taken aback, and looked at him cautiously: "Uh, Master, are you not going to accept him? I thought...you said before that he is very good..."

Xiao Shuhua turned his head towards the sky, and said with a sneer: "Do you see his attitude?"

Meng Lang was still a dog skin plaster that he stuck on, so what was this kid?It was just a little beggar I met on the road. When he was dying, he was saved by Meng Lang, the reincarnation of Avalokitesvara. After that, he had to bring the child to live with him.It is true what he said that the bones are excellent, and Xiao Shuhua did admit that this kid has good bones in all fairness, but he does not open a martial arts gym.

Meng Lang hastily poked the child's waist. The child didn't like to make a sound, but he was still a little instinctive. He subconsciously avoided his hand and stared at him with a pair of watery eyes.Meng Lang whispered to him: "You are about to admit your mistake. Master likes you very much. He will be sad if you do this. Can't you speak? If you can't speak, just go and pull the hem of his clothes. Master is very kind and has a kind heart." Very kind, will stay with you."

Xiao Shuhua almost glanced over again, wondering if Meng Lang was talking about some kind of joke, did he turn his back on Meng Wubei just to drag his family here and wait for Meng Wubei to wish his family well?

But this time before he could speak again, the child had already yelled quickly: "Master!"

Meng Lang cried with joy: "Master, Master, listen, he can speak!"

Xiao Shuhua: "..." He cursed in his heart, sick.

Meng Lang is a hundred times kinder than Meng Wubei. Meng Wubei is a great love. He eradicates traitors for the peace of the world. Meng Lang is different. Meng Lang cuts out the flesh from his body and feeds the little beggars alive. The gangsters only dared to cry and run around.

But in Xiao Shuhua's eyes, everyone was sick, and everyone was seriously ill.

Meng Lang whispered to the child again, and asked him with a smile, "Be good, be good, Master won't drive you away now, your voice is really nice, right, do you have a name?"

Xiao Shuhua couldn't listen anymore, so he held back his anger and said, "Meng Lang, go get something to eat."

"Oh yes!" Meng Lang turned around and grabbed a long line from the package, and found a broken branch on the ground, "I saw a small river over there just now, master, please take care of your junior brother, I'll go catch some fish and come back ,quickly."

Xiao Shuhua frowned: "What do you buy for so much money?"

Meng Lang was not afraid of him at all at the moment, and explained with a smile: "Master, the money is a lot, but I still have to make ends meet in the future. I will go down the mountain tomorrow to find out if there are any part-time workers. When I find a way to get the money, I will You can buy more food at the foot of the mountain. Don't worry, Master, I'm good at grilling fish."

Xiao Shuhua seemed to want to curse, but Meng Lang's expression was sincere and innocent, Xiao Shuhua couldn't speak, so he could only wave his hands: "It's up to you."

The little junior looked at them for a long time, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Meng Lang's sleeve. Meng Lang turned to look at him, but he didn't hear his voice after a long time, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"..." The younger brother stared at him for a while, then said, "What's your name?"

Meng Lang grinned: "My name is Meng Lang. Master gave me the name, but I'm really not Meng Lang—you'll understand later."

Xiao Shuhua was not too happy again: "You don't like this name?"

"I like it." Meng Lang smiled and smoothed his master's hair. "I like everything the master gives."

Xiao Shuhua hummed lightly, counting him as a pass.The little junior stared at Xiao Shuhua again, Xiao Shuhua was annoyed by his dark eyes, so he turned his head away.

Meng Lang hovered between the two of them, and hurriedly said, "Master, why don't you choose a name for your junior brother too, my name is Meng Lang, how about your junior brother's name being Meng Chao?"

Xiao Shuhua glared at him: "How good is the surname Meng? Everyone is scrambling for the surname Meng?"

Meng Lang smiled mischievously and blinked: "Isn't that Master, you like it?"

Xiao Shuhua ignored him, pointed at his junior brother, and said impatiently, "My surname is Xiao."

The little junior frowned, apparently not very happy about the fact that he had a different surname from Meng Lang, but Xiao Shuhua liked to make others unhappy, so he plucked his messy hair in pursuit of victory, and said with a final word: "Xiao Tongbei."

Xiao Tongpei opened his mouth unhappily, raised his head suddenly, and was about to bite Xiao Shuhua's hand, Xiao Shuhua slapped him on the head with his backhand, and sneered: "I'm not cowardly, did I give you face?"

Meng Lang was so frightened that his hair stood on his head, he ran over to save Xiao Tongpei, and apologized to Xiao Shuhua with a smile on his face: "Master, he is still young, how old is he? Four or five years old, he is too young to be sensible. .”

"Hmph, just get used to him." Xiao Shuhua cast a cold white eye, with no smile in his eyes, "I'll lose him sooner or later."

"Master, this is your apprentice!"

"My son is useless!"

Meng Lang was so anxious that he quickly patted Xiao Tongbei in his arms, and coaxed him in a low voice: "What are you doing, how can you bite Master? Apologize quickly. Don't believe Master's angry words, do you know?"

Xiao Tongbei leaned in his arms, but stared at Xiao Shuhua, Xiao Shuhua also stared at him, the two looked at each other, Xiao Tongbei finally opened his mouth, and shouted crisply: "Father!"

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Xiao Shuhua: "...Get lost."

Meng Lang hurriedly led Xiao Tong and ran away in a miserable way.

The Same Sad Mountain is not just Xiao Shuhua's random finger, or it may be that Xiao Shuhua's random finger is lucky. The mountain is not only beautiful, but also has ample water. Meng Lang was born in an ordinary life in his early years. Living on the little salary of the imperial court, but can teach his son to be as foolish and loyal as his father.

His father stayed in that poor village for 17 years, and finally achieved initial success in suppressing bandits. The whole family was overjoyed. On the one hand, the lives of the people would be better, and on the other hand, they thought that they could finally make some political achievements and be promoted. Unexpectedly, overnight The wind picked up, and when Meng Lang woke up from his dream in a daze, there was only a mess in the house and the torn bodies of his parents.

Meng Lang has been studying literature since he was a child, and he has studied the Four Books and Five Classics. He has won the Juren, but he is born with a small body and weak writing. The only way to resist the vicious bandits is to close his eyes and wait for death.But maybe it's because there is no way out, the scream of pain from the accomplice outside the door frightened the bandit holding the knife in front of him, Meng Lang only felt that his eyes were blurred, and the enemy who was still alive and kicking sprayed blood all over his face. It was so hot that he sat down on the ground in fright, only focused on screaming again and again.

Xiao Shuhua, who put his sword back into its sheath, stood behind the thug, and when the tall and burly thug tilted his body and fell to the ground completely, Meng Lang saw Xiao Shuhua slowly wipe away a little blood stained on his cheek from bottom to top. He didn't even bother to give him alms, he just stretched out his feet lightly and kicked the fallen body, gave a light disdainful snort, turned around and left.

That was the first time meng lang encountered such a dangerous situation, and it was also the first time he encountered such a benefactor.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too eager, or maybe his desperate cry frightened Xiao Shuhua, in short, Xiao Shuhua stopped for no reason, and then looked back at him for no reason.Meng Lang was finally able to sob unrestrainedly: "Thank you benefactor! Thank you benefactor!"

Xiao Shuhua raised his foot and was about to leave again, but Meng Lang rushed over and hugged his foot, and then cried, "Senpai! For some reason, my sister has disappeared so far, she must have been taken away by that thug..."

Xiao Shuhua kicked him away, and impatiently wiped off the dust on his clothes: "Get lost."

"...!" Meng Lang was taken aback by him, so he could only scramble to stand up, and bowed politely, "I still want to thank you for saving my life, I will never repay you in my life .”

Xiao Shuhua rolled his eyes at him, and walked away, leaving Meng Lang to collect his parents' bones in the ruins, as if he had shed all his tears.

Meng Lang finished the fishing rod and threw it neatly. Xiao Tongbei followed and stared straight at him. Meng Lang was a little terrified by his stare, so he simply hugged him into his arms and let him hold the fishing rod as well. Wrapping your hands and waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Xiao Tongbei was hugged by him for a while, and suddenly said: "Have you known him for a long time?"

"Master?" Meng Lang put his chin on the top of his hair and lied to him with a smile, "Yes, for a long time."

Xiao Tongbei didn't say anything for a while, and after a while he said sullenly, "I'm late."

It was the first time he took the initiative to talk to someone, but Meng Lang was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he could only tell the truth: "No, Master and I have only known each other for a few days. But Master is very good to me, and he will be very good to you too."

Xiao Tong paused sadly, seemed a little bit aggrieved, and provocatively said: "He is fierce to you."

"Master, he has such a temper." Meng Lang pinched Xiao Tongbei's nose with one hand, and teased, "You are not polite to Master at all."

Xiao Tongbei was choked by his words, and remained silent for a long time: "I don't want to take his surname."

"Then what do you want to be named? Meng?" Meng Lang couldn't stop laughing. He just felt the fishing rod move slightly. He immediately raised the fishing rod, and a fresh fish was pulled out of the water by him. Meng Lang whistled and continued, "But My surname is not Meng."

Xiao Tongbei half turned his body to look at him, Meng Lang almost lost his grip, so he could only hold the little junior in his arms, and said, "It's okay, it doesn't matter what it was called before."

"I would like to know."

"I do not want to say."

Xiao Tongbei just looked at him, his eyes seemed to have passed through the water once, and they were as moist as a ignorant little animal, but they were completely unnecessary attachments.

Meng Lang sighed, put down his fishing rod for the time being, and took his hand: "Just to tell you, don't go out and talk about it. My surname used to be Li."

Meng Lang took a breath, and using his finger as a pen in the palm of his hand, he made a few gestures upright: "Li, Yuan, Zhi."

"Forget about it. It's not important."