[Wearing Books] The little milk fish raised by the master is soft and flirtatious

When they arrived at the place, the coachman let Sancho get off the car, and Sancho jumped out of the car carefully holding his belongings.

After giving the money to the coachman, the coachman got into the carriage again and walked away.

He set off early, and the two towns were not too far apart. He walked cautiously on the street, and suddenly found two people in front of him wearing Yuqiongshan disciple uniforms looking around on the street.

Sancho quickly found a small place, hid in it, and hugged himself trembling slightly.

Fortunately, he changed into the clothes that Su Zhuo bought for him when he first entered Taoyuan this morning. He didn't wear the light blue student uniform, which was not so eye-catching.

He hid in the corner for a while, and waited for the two disciples to pass by before running out.

Sancho didn't have time to eat, so he hurriedly bought two pancakes, and asked again to find a car rental place in the town.

I rented a carriage that would not be too bumpy to walk on, and headed to the next town.

After walking two places in one day, it was late at night when we arrived. Sancho was very sleepy, but he still dared not sleep.

It wasn't until he reached the town that he found a place to live.

It was so late, and it was pitiful for him to see the coachman driving back, after all, there were no street lights and the like, and he had to walk through the dark woods.

He also asked for a room for the coachman, and they lived together in the inn.

Sancho was tired all day, and it was already late at night. He ate something in a hurry, and fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already bright outside, the sound was bustling, and people had already come out to move around.

Sancho got up, glanced at himself, and then froze for a moment.

Before going to bed last night, he moved a stool by the bed and put his package on it, but now it was empty.

Sancho got up quickly and searched under the bed, but there was nothing.

He immediately rushed downstairs and asked the shopkeeper behind the counter.

"Did anyone come into my room while I was asleep?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "Probably not, the waiter from our shop will not enter your room if the guest officer is not up."

Sancho's heart quickly cooled down. His money box and clothes were in the package, but now the package is gone.

Thinking of something suddenly, Sancho quickly went back upstairs and pushed open the door next door. Sure enough, it was empty inside.

He opened two rooms last night, and the coachman slept next to him. Now the coachman is gone, and so is his package.

Back downstairs, Sancho asked the shopkeeper: "When did the person who came with me last night leave?"

"Well... it seems that he drove the carriage away in a hurry before dawn." The shopkeeper thought for a while.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, Sancho's shoulders fell, and he returned to the house dejectedly.

He has nothing now.

Sancho closed the door, crouched down slowly at the door, and touched his own belly that hadn't bulged yet.

Tears slowly condensed, and then rolled down.

Sancho whimpered softly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Baby, I'm sorry, it's daddy who is useless... Dad has nothing but you now."

He had no money, no clothes, nothing, and he didn't know where to go or what to do.

Sancho's tears rolled down one by one. He cried for a long time, and he didn't stop until his eyes were so dry that he couldn't cry anymore.

He slowly picked up the pearls on the ground one by one and put them away. He still has to keep going, for the sake of the baby, he can't stop.

Fortunately, some money was deposited on the counter last night. After paying the bill with the innkeeper, there was still some money left. Sancho took the money and found a pawnshop to pawn the pearls for some money.

This time he didn't dare to rent a carriage, bought some food, and walked forward while eating.

At night, I just find a small inn and live in the lowest class room.

Although tears can be sold for money, Sancho didn't dare to cry too much. He was afraid that his tears could be turned into pearls would be discovered, and he was also afraid that his emotions would affect the baby in his womb.

The speed of walking is much slower than that of a carriage, but it is convenient for the disciples who meet Yuqiong Mountain to hide.

In the first few days, Sancho met him twice. Later, he didn't know whether it was because he was going farther and farther, or because Yu Qiongshan had given up looking for him, but he never met again.

Sancho stayed in Yuli Peak for a long time and missed the winter snow, but encountered a majestic spring rain after going down the mountain.

He had just arrived in a larger town that day, and was about to rest his feet and go buy some food, when a sudden heavy rain caught him by surprise.

Sancho was walking on the street at that time, and the raindrops fell from the sky. Sancho didn't have time to dodge, the legs of his lower body instantly turned into tender pink tails, tearing his pants and shoes.

The black ink hair also turned into curvy yellow hair hanging down.

The people walking beside him on the street screamed and ran away.

Sancho tried to move himself to a dry place, but his tail could not move at all, and he crawled on the ground with his hands, and soon lost his strength.

A green grass still covered with wet soil hit his head heavily, and a childish voice said: "Kill you monster."

Sancho looked over through the rain curtain, and a chubby boy was now in the distance, holding an umbrella, looking at him.

Sancho shook his head vigorously, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "I'm not a monster, I'm not."

A daring one took the lead, and two little boys ran over from the side, holding the grass that had just been pulled from the ground in their hands, and threw them on him vigorously.

The mud stuck to Sancho's body, and was quickly washed away by the rain, leaving only the pain that lingered for a long time.

The rain seemed to be just for Sancho. It came very quickly, and after a while, it stopped quickly.

More and more people surrounded the street, including adults and children, surrounded Sancho pitifully.

I don't know who started it first. Stones, branches, vegetables, radishes, and even eggs fell on Sancho one by one.

Sancho wanted to explain, but no one listened. He just raised his head when an egg hit him hard on the forehead.

The egg shattered, and the egg liquid flowed down Sancho's cheeks, making the fishy Sancho want to vomit.

He didn't dare to raise his head again, so he could only hug his tail tightly, carefully protect his stomach, and let them beat him.

I don't know how long it took, but Sancho didn't feel anything except the pain all over his body. He could only maintain the posture of hugging himself tightly and endured it.

He didn't even dare to cry, because he couldn't be found that his tears would turn into pearls, which would only make him worse.

A somewhat familiar voice suddenly appeared and dispersed the crowd. No one beat him again, and Sancho was picked up from the ground.

He wanted to raise his eyes to see who it was, but when he opened his eyes, egg liquid flowed into his eyes, which hurt his eyes so much that he couldn't see clearly.

Unable to hold on any longer, Sancho fell into a deep sleep.

Before fainting, Sancho heard someone calling him "Jojo" eagerly, but he couldn't recognize whose voice it was.

Su Zhuo was slapped heavily by Shen Hongfeng first, and then he tried his best to support the barrier all night, using up the last trace of spiritual power on his body.

It took Lin He a day and a night to stabilize his injury, and then slowly gave him medicine to recuperate.

Even so, Su Zhuo was still in a coma for half a month before waking up.

Su Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, beside the bed were Lin He who was relieved and Xiao Yu with red and swollen eyes.

Lin He breathed a sigh of relief, and hooked the corners of his lips tiredly: "You are finally awake, the pit in your cemetery is almost dug for you."

Xiao Yu beside him pushed him lightly, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense." Then he rushed to Su Zhuo's bedside with red eyes, "Master, you scared me to death, you have been in a coma for half a month just woke up."

"Half a month?" Su Zhuo repeated it softly, then suddenly braced himself up and remembered, but fell back on the bed unbearably, "Where's Qiao Qiao? How is Qiao Qiao? Did you find it?"

Lin He held him down.

"Master, Qiao Qiao...he couldn't find it. It's been half a month and I don't know what's going on now."

After the barrier was broken, Yuqiongfeng sent people to look for it, and Yulifeng's disciple Xiao Yu on the mountain also sent out.

Everyone in Yuli Peak liked Qiao Qiao, and they were all afraid that he would be in danger outside, but they couldn't find him. It's been half a month, and there is no news at all.

"It's not bad news that the little mermaid was not found, but you." Lin He fixed Su Zhuo's body with a silver needle, preventing him from moving. I promise you will die first."

did not find?Su Zhuo didn't know whether it was good news or bad news, but he couldn't find any proof that the little mermaid was safe now.

He gave a soft "hmm" and said in a hoarse voice: "What about Shen Qingqing? How is it now?"

Xiao Yu wiped away the tears that were about to seep from his eyes, sniffed his nose and said, "Master Lin used a secret method to seal Senior Sister Shen's breath in his body, and now I heard that she is in the secret room of Yuqiong Peak."

"Secret method?" Su Zhuo didn't quite understand.

"It's equivalent to the living dead. We can only find a way to save her and then wake her up to delay the time." Lin He explained.

Only then did Su Zhuo understand.

It seems that Uncle Shen still intends to continue looking for Qiao Qiao, and he doesn't know where Qiao Qiao is now, whether he has endured hardships, whether he is doing well...

Su Zhuo's injury was an internal injury, he couldn't get out of bed at all in the first few days after waking up, he gradually got better, but he still didn't dare to use his spiritual power rashly, even Yujian couldn't do it.

He was impatient, and wanted to sneak out to find Sancho several times, but in the end he couldn't go far, so Lin He found him and brought him back.

In the end, even Lin He lived directly in the Taoyuan, watching him closely, and now he was more at ease, and began to concentrate on recuperating from his injuries and getting well as soon as possible.

On this day, Su Zhuo finished meditating, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt his spiritual power slowly recovering.

It won't be long before he will be able to go down the mountain to find Qiao Qiao himself, and he doesn't know if Qiao Qiao has been bullied outside alone these days.

Fortunately, he brought money with him when he left, and Su Zhuo was not so worried.

The door was knocked, and Lin He's voice said from outside: "Su Zhuo, someone is looking for you, come out and meet."