I was selling vegetables when the gl city was broken

Huawang's master took in [-] disciples and taught each of them carefully.

Every time Hua Wang was taught, the master always emphasized to her: "Hua Wang, you have to learn to protect yourself."

Hua Wang, who was still young at that time, tilted his head and laughed: "Why, Master."

"Because our Xiao Huawang is a girl, it is already a skill for a girl to protect herself in the arena."

The master who said such words regarded Hua Wang as the Monkey King, and taught her 72 changes.In addition, the master also taught Hua Wang how to look after the Feng Shui of the house, so as to make a living.

Hua Wang is serious and a fast learner.She and her seniors have their own strengths, and everyone worked hard together, so the peaceful days lasted until she was 14 years old.

One day, she went to see Feng Shui for others, and when she came back, she shouted "Master, I'm back", and walked home excitedly.

When she walked into the courtyard, her legs softened and she knelt down.

That year, her seniors were killed by evil spirits, and none of them survived.

The most painful person is her master.This old man has devoted his whole life to them, and it is very difficult to find someone with the same aptitude as them.Once the apprentice died, he lost hope of living.

Finally, the master looked at Hua Wang, gritted his teeth, "Hua Wang, come here, come to Master."

Hua Wang, the youngest, only learned how to protect himself. In that year, he learned all the skills of his master.The master tried his best to teach her, strict to the point of abnormality.

During this year, she put in countless sweats, blood and tears. After she finished her studies, the master was exhausted and finally died of illness.

Huawang guarded the spirit of Master for a whole year, and after crying enough and being sad enough, she left home alone with her belongings that she used to study Fengshui.

The 16-year-old Hua Wang still makes a living by showing Fengshui to others. She still looks like a thin girl who can only protect herself.No one thinks highly of her, but few can bully her.Sometimes she is targeted by others, and she can change her appearance in a blink of an eye, and walk past the enemy carelessly.

Those people were puzzled: "Hey, where are people? They were still here just now!"

Hua Wang snickered, very smug.

In summer, she went to Liang Mansion.It happened that the Liang Mansion was entertaining guests that day, and it was very lively.

Hua Wang was walking curiously with his things on his back, looking around, and accidentally bumped into the man opposite him.

The slightly drunk young master was grinning, and wanted to touch Hua Wang's face: "Hey, he's pretty handsome."

Huawang has encountered this kind of thing many times, and she is very calm.Just when she was about to respond, a girl's voice sounded: "Hey, Mr. Zhu, this is not some singing girl, this is Mr. Feng Shui invited by the master, she is a distinguished guest."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhu turned around and left in a daze.

Hua Wang turned her head and saw a woman in pink gauze sitting on the railing.

"Haitang?" She called the woman softly.

"Hey, how do you know my name?" The woman looked at her in surprise.

"Because you are a crabapple flower." Huawang laughed.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then the woman giggled again:

"You are amazing, you are different from the old idiots. But you guessed wrong, my name is Haitanghong."

Haitanghong put on a pitiful expression again, and begged Huawang, "I won't do anything bad, so just let me live in this house, okay?"

"I didn't see anything." Hua Wang left without looking sideways.

Haitanghong knew that Huawang had let her go.

In the evening, when the guests are entertained in the mansion, singers and dancers are indispensable.

A Su sat on the side, holding Jinse and fiddled with her.She bowed her head and said nothing.

Nobody here would have noticed her.After all, she didn't speak, and her face wasn't very pretty.

But a guest told a story on a whim.

He talked about Jing Ke.Not about Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin, but about the story of Jing Ke admiring a woman's hand, and Prince Dan cut off the woman's hand.

The guest was drunk, and the host was also drunk, and started talking nonsense:

"I don't know how beautiful that girl's hands are."

"It seems that Prince Pill really wants to recruit Jing Ke, haha. Master Liang, are you willing to be Prince Dan and recruit talents?"

Those people chatted and chatted, and came up with the idea of ​​chopping off a girl's hand and presenting it to a guest.They did it for nothing else but to recreate that story.

As soon as everyone made this decision, someone stared at Ah Su who was bowing his head:

"The girl holding Jinse, hehe, her hands are so beautiful!"

A Su suddenly raised his head, his face pale.

Huawang lived in the room that night, and was so disturbed by the crying outside that he couldn't sleep.

She pushed open the door and saw Haitanghong hugging a girl in white.Hua Wang took a closer look and found that the girl's hands were gone, and her body was covered with blood.

Those people forbade Ah Su to go for medical treatment, and kept her in the room, watching her bleeding like this for a long time.

"Asu, Asu..." Haitanghong hugged the man tightly, the sound of crying made Huawang upset.

Huawang looked into the distance: "There are no crabapple flowers in Liang's mansion, you followed this girl here."

When Hua Wang looked at the two of them again, they were nowhere to be seen, only a pool of blood on the ground.

The next night, Huawang finished his work and left Liang's mansion.But she didn't go far, just stayed nearby, sitting by the street and eating a bowl of hot wontons.

"Hey, girl, why don't you go back so late?"

"Waiting for someone."

A carriage stopped in front of Liang Mansion.

The Liang Manor is still entertaining guests tonight.In order to have fun, they also called a storyteller girl, who is said to be very beautiful.

The guests smiled knowingly.

The woman in pink gauze got out of the carriage and walked into the Liang Mansion. She looked at Huawang on the side of the road.

Huawang didn't look at her, and continued to eat her wonton.

The woman entered the Liang Mansion, and bowed to the guests:

"Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, and one string and one pillar contemplate the Chinese New Year."

Tonight, a woman holding a jinse told them a story, and her story was very good.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the stalls on the side of the road were closed.The stall owner looked at Hua Wang, a little embarrassed.

"Go away, I can do it here alone."

"Oh, you said this... well, you are a girl, be careful."

Huawang smiled at the departing stall owner: "You are a good person."

Then she lowered her head: "There are too few good people."

squeak--

The gate of Liang Mansion opened, and a woman in pink gauze walked out holding Jinse.

Huawang walked up to her: "You are back."

"Are you waiting for me?"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Hua said, "You said you would not do bad things, so I let you stay in Liang's residence. Now that you have done bad things, come with me."

Haitanghong smiled, looking very coquettish: "What bad thing did I do? I was just talking about a play."

"Yes, Shaxi." Hua Wang added.

Haitanghong stopped talking.

This evening she told the guests about Wu Song fighting a tiger, and she actually transformed into a tiger, into a Wu Song.Wu Song fought with the tiger, and finally Wu Song killed the tiger, and one of the guests was seriously injured.

Everyone felt novelty and asked her to tell more stories.Drinking, yelling, making a lot of noise for a while, almost knocking the roof off.

So she told many stories that she knew could kill people.

The guests are fascinated.

She smiled more and more charmingly.

Kill, kill more.

As she wishes.

Today, none of the guests who listened to her story probably survived three days.

"Since they like reading the story so much, let them enjoy it. This can be regarded as fulfilling their wish before death." Haitanghong said slowly, without any sense of guilt.

"I heard that the killing scene is very interesting, so I wanted to go see it. But she stopped me." Hua Wang pointed to the corner of the street.

A woman in white was standing there, and she looked at it carefully.

"You gave her a pair of hands?" Huawang looked at Haitanghong.

"Her original hand was rotten, so I took the bones back."

"Well, that's not bad." Hua Wang nodded, "Since you value these hands so much, let her soul be attached to the bones."

The woman in white came over and said timidly, "Hai Tang."

Hua Wang couldn't help laughing: "What's your name?"

"Well, Haitanghong is a stage name, and Haitang is her real name."

After Haitanghong finished speaking, she specially emphasized:

"Only she can call me Haitang."

A Su blushed, and gently pulled her clothes.

Huawang smiled helplessly: "There's really nothing I can do about you two. Well, it's getting late, let's go."

In the middle of the night, Hua Wang walked alone on the street.She was holding a handful of jinse and a small bundle in her arms.

There is no broken silver in the bag, but it is a bit heavy.

In this bundle, there are a pair of white bones and a delicate crabapple flower.They cuddled together, cuddled together like a sleepy one.

Bone crabapple.

They go well together.

very nice.

Later, Huawang went to many places, and finally went to the capital city of Manyue City, where she became a national teacher.

No matter where she goes, she always takes this bag with her, and occasionally takes out the contents to let them have a look at the scenery.Huawang has never separated them, she knows that these two things cannot be separated.

Huawang originally thought that life would continue like this.

When the time is right, she will reincarnate these two guys.Maybe she can also help them beg a man named Yuelao, so that they can be a pair of amphibious swallows in the next life.

until that day.