The story of silver lock and golden bell gl

Layman Wangchuan can really save her..."

One of his subordinates said: "Xiao Gong, can this Wangchuan layman really be trusted?"

Nanping Wang sighed: "I am also worried about this matter. Chengzhu, what do you say?"

The guard called by King Nanping was named Luo Chengzhu. He was honest, honest and talented. He was King Nanping's right-hand man.Hearing this question from the king of Nanping, he replied: "I came here first when Duke Xiao came here, and I asked him all over a hundred miles. They all said that Jushi Wangchuan was a famous knight in the Jianghu. Xiu, with unparalleled medical skills, has saved many lives, and is a very good person. I think this layman Wangchuan is trustworthy."

Nanping Wang said: "It would be great if that's the case, let's go faster."

The guide nodded, clamped his horse's belly, and trotted forward.The sky was leaden gray, and although it was just after noon, it seemed to be already evening.

The road in a snowy day is still difficult to walk. They went up to the middle of the mountain, and it was snowing in the sky.There are some tall earthen walls and platforms around, but there are no people, and it looks a bit gloomy.

The guide said: "Mr. Xiao, these are Wubi. When there was chaos in this generation, we hid in Wubi to save people from being killed as animals. However, the world has been peaceful these years, and no one has been hiding in it for a long time. La."

After passing through this piece of earth city, the mountains and forests became more and more dense, and there were almost no way out several times. Thanks to this guide, we did not get lost.

The King of Nanping asked, "Why does the layman Wangchuan live in such a remote place?"

The guide said: "Layman Wangchuan was injured by the enemy, and then moved to the mountains to practice. He said that living in a place with many people would hurt his body, so he lived in the deep mountains. I think he wants to cultivate immortals."

The King of Nanping thought that Wangchuan Layman could cure Xiaolingdang's disease by practicing in the deep mountains, as the white-robed madman said, so he couldn't help but believe him [-]%.

It was getting dark again, and the guide suddenly said, "We're almost there."

The author has something to say: Today is September [-], the birthday of a close friend of mine. Every year when the air defense alarm is raised, he will say that it is to celebrate his birthday.

#On the Life of an Optimist#

I’m going back to my hometown to attend the wedding at the same table in high school recently, and I chatted with other classmates in the group, and everyone feels #finallytmdmarried, don’t bother us anymore#

My hometown is in the Shennongjia area of ​​Wudang Mountain. It is a city of automobiles, with huge differences in historical faults. The museum is divided into three exhibition areas, a museum of ancient human beings 60 years ago, a museum of Taoist culture, and a museum of automobile culture...

There are also quite a few students who can tell that I am from Hubei, because I like to write about scholars, Wuhan, bean skin, hot dry noodles, savages, albino monkeys, Han River, and other things.After leaving home, he quickly learns to miss his hometown. This is a hypocritical young man.

The mountains, rivers, wind and moon are still good in my hometown.

(However, before I was 18, I wanted to run outside every day, and it took me seven years to run out) (It’s even more hypocritical.

(—▽—)y

The little angel who saves manuscripts wants to say a word for herself: No matter how much you bully the manuscripts, the manuscripts must be diligently uttered every day

☆, 39 Dui Gua is Ze Er

There are gurgling streams beside the road. Although it is frozen to ice in winter, you can still see water surging under the ice.The mountain gate is hidden, and the bamboo forest is densely planted, which seems to be a fence.There is a faint black roof in the middle, which is about thatched.Walking two steps forward, I saw the firewood door opened.

The bamboo forests are all withered and yellow in this season, but there is smoke from cooking in the middle.The guide went to knock on the door and shouted loudly: "Xiang layman, Xiang layman!"

Suddenly, someone seemed to speak in the ear: "The door is unlocked, come in."

King Nanping's subordinates immediately became alert, they couldn't stop turning their heads to look around, but they couldn't see half of the strangers, so they all looked at each other for no reason.

The guide was not surprised, stepped forward to push the firewood door open, and said respectfully inside: "Master, there are a few people who want to see you."

The voice rang in my ears, Zhongzheng was peaceful, it was by no means shouting, but it seemed to be right next to my ears: "Jiaoqin, you know I don't see outsiders."

The guide wondered: "They came to seek medical treatment from afar. I thought that you would never refuse us to see a doctor before, so... you brought them..."

Layman Suiyu said: "Everyone, please go back. Xiang is just treating minor illnesses for the villagers, not a famous doctor. Play the piano and take people down the mountain, otherwise it will snow tonight and the mountain will be very dangerous."

Nanping Wang said anxiously: "I met a man in Jianye City, who said he was an old acquaintance of Layman Wangchuan. He said that you will be able to cure my little girl's illness. You can take a look for her! I have his token!"

The people in the courtyard paused for a while and asked, "The visitor is a guest, how should I address him?"

"My surname is Xiao."

"May I take a look at the token that Duke Xiao said?"

King Nanping quickly took out the panlong pendant in his arms and handed it to the guide to play the piano. Caoqin took it with both hands, walked into the courtyard, and presented it to Xiang Suiyu.

The king of Nanping was outside, waiting for a long time, he became anxious and couldn't help walking up and down.There was little snow outside the door, but it was messed up by his trampling, and the white turned gray and black.

Suddenly he said to Suiyu: "Your horses are tied outside, please come in and sit."

The guide came out with the piano and invited Nanping Wang and his party into the courtyard.

The courtyard is cold, the walls are desolate, the houses are made of ancient systems, rammed stones and earth, blue tiles and yellow walls.Sitting on a wheelchair in the courtyard, Xiang Suiyu nodded slightly to King Nanping.Nanping Wang saw that he only wore single clothes in the severe cold, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were shining, so he knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he smiled at him.

Xiang Suiyu said: "This is indeed a token from an old acquaintance of mine. Please tell me about Ling Qianjin."

When mentioning his daughter, Nanping Wang browbroken with sorrow, "My daughter was born quite smoothly, and her mother didn't suffer much. She is cute, and I like her very much, so I often take her out to play. Who knew her Her bones are getting weaker and weaker, she is always very tired, and her growth rate is not as fast as other children. But the doctor said that a child with no problems in her mother's womb should not be like this. There is nothing wrong with her body, but she is still getting worse day by day I took her to see many doctors, and they all said that she only saw signs of weakness. I don’t know why, and I’m afraid she won’t live to be ten years old. She took a lot of medicine, but she didn’t get better at all..."

Xiang Suiyu was playing with the panlong pendant in his hand, but he was thinking in his heart: "Master has acted unexpectedly, why did he ask this person to come to me?"

"Please let me feel Ling Ai's pulse."

King Nanping unwrapped the cloth scarf in his arms, revealing a little bell and a small hand, and leaned in front of Xiang Suiyu.

Surprised by Xiang Suiyu, King Nanping asked, "How is it, Layman?"

"It's very dangerous. The meridians all over this child's body collapsed. This should not happen to young children. It must be because the water is not clean and she has a special constitution."

"Your old acquaintance said that Little Bell was born when the fairy gate opened. She was contaminated with fairy energy. She should have a pure heart and few desires, but was corroded by the turbidity of the world, and she would naturally weaken and die."

Xiang Suiyu frowned and said, "He actually told you this?"

Nanping Wang said that this is a secret that should not be revealed, he felt very sorry, fearing that the tired white-robed madman would be implicated.

Xiang Suiyu thought, why did Master tell them that?She is naturally weaker than a human being, there is nothing to support her meridians, she naturally collapses and shrinks, as long as she practices internal strength, she will probably be fine, if the master is willing, she will naturally be able to teach it, why do I need a cripple to take care of a little girl?Why did he say to cut off all emotions and desires... Ah!Could it be that the master knew about my bet with the second junior brother, and specially sent me an apprentice?This... this... why didn't Master punish the two of us?

The King of Nanping saw that he was thinking, so he asked cautiously: "Layman Wangchuan... my little girl... can my little girl be saved?"

Xiang Suiyu looked at him with a solemn face, nodded slowly, and said: "I can be saved. But she needs to worship me as a teacher, practice in the mountains, and cut off her emotions and desires. From then on, she will be like me, without joy or anger. Parents in the world I probably don't want my children to be like this, Xiao Gong please consider it."

Nanping Wang slumped his shoulders and said in a low voice: "...I hope she lives a long life."

Xiang Suiyu continued: "Since the seven emotions and six desires are to be cut off...Your Excellency loves your daughter dearly, so I thought we should not see her more."

"That...that..."

Xiang Suiyu said: "When I first met Your Excellency, I asked you to foster my daughter with me. You are not at ease. You can secretly visit her every year, but don't ask her to find out."

Seeing King Nanping's expression moved, he couldn't bear it, but he still said, "You see, I'm poor in food and clothing. Do you really want this child to give up his clothes and food?"

King Nanping lowered his brows and said in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, the court is not at peace. Most of us surnamed Xiao will not end well. It would be great if she could grow up like an ordinary child." ..."

Xiang Suiyu sighed, and said: "If Your Excellency agrees for her to stay, I will definitely not let her starve and freeze. Don't worry, Your Excellency."

King Nanping nodded, took out the little bell from his arms, and said softly: "Little bell, little bell?"

Little Bell was obviously pretending to be asleep, but now she opened her eyes and said in a mournful voice, "Did Daddy not want me?"

Nanping Wang said: "Little Bell is so cute, why would Daddy not want Little Bell? Daddy asked a layman to cure your illness, and he has already agreed. Come and kowtow to him, and worship him as your teacher."

Little Lingdang glanced at Xiang Suiyu, and Xiang Suiyu gave a rare smile. Little Lingdang also smiled at him, and then asked King Nanping: "I am cured, can I play with everyone?"

King Nanping nodded and said with a smile, "Yes! When Xiao Lingdang recovers from her illness, you can play with whoever you want."

Seeing that she didn't object, he dragged her to Xiang Suiyu and said, "Kneel down and kowtow."

Little Lingdang kowtowed as she said, and said to Suiyu, "Eight more kowtows are needed."

But he said in his heart: This is my No. 20 among the No. 1 disciples of the Seven Generations of the Immortal Valley... Sigh, I am no longer a disciple of the Immortal Valley...

Little Bell kowtowed eight more times.Xiang Suiyu pulled her up and stood beside him.He looked up, sighed, and exhaled a white breath, a snowflake was falling on his forehead, which did not melt for a long time.

The author has something to say: Hello everyone (—▽—)y

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the author has a family dinner in the evening, so I will update the article from the lovely nest, have you been attacked by Wuren mooncakes~~~

(Spicy and unlucky, the author has a parent who likes to pull everyone to eat Wuren. I think she will die of pain tonight, hey)

☆, the girl in the 40 hexagrams one

Xiao Lingdang’s name is Xiao Jingling, Nanping King once asked Xiang Suiyu to grow up safely, so Xiang Suiyu concealed her surname and named her Jinling, but seeing that she was so small, he still couldn’t help calling her A "little bell".

On that day, King Nanping went up to the mountain to pay a visit, and Xiang Suiyu took Jinling's pulse, and diagnosed that she was born with no energy in her meridians, which caused her meridians to atrophy.Jin Ling worshiped him as his teacher, and followed him to practice the Bing Xin Jing Qi method he created.

There were only his master and apprentice on the mountain, Caoqin at the foot of the mountain would occasionally deliver rice and salt for them, Jinling looked at the unsmiling Xiang Suiyu all day long, and it was like boiling water into ice, and his originally lively personality was forced to become icy cold .

Since Xiang Suiyu's internal energy is called Bing Xin Jing Qi, there are many ways to calm the mind, and the less desire and thoughts, the stronger the power of this internal energy.The stronger the internal strength, the more it can restrain desires.This inner strength and mental method are generated in two, once started, it will continue to grow, and the more you practice, the stronger it will be. Therefore, although Jinling only joined his sect for one year, her health has improved a lot.In addition, Jin Ling is talented and intelligent, and Xiang Suiyu is very happy. He has martial arts and medical skills, and he has already planned to teach him all his money.

Xiang Suiyu's leg was badly injured by Lu Kanglong that day, and for the past two years she had to rely on a wheelchair to walk, which was quite inconvenient, and the housework had to be shared between the two.After a year, the little princess is actually very proficient in housework, which is considered a miracle.

Another winter, Suiyu's old friend invited him down the mountain, leaving Jinling alone in the mountain.To prevent her from being bored, Xiang Suiyu assigned a lot of homework before being pushed down the mountain.

This year is really very cold, as soon as winter comes, homeless people freeze to death on the side of the road from time to time.

When Mrs. Wang woke up in the morning, she felt that the weather was quite cold, so she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and held it in her hand.When she opened the door, she saw a young child curled up at the door. It was so cold that it seemed impossible to survive.Mrs. Wang said inwardly that she was unlucky, and she was going to call the patrol to carry the body.Unexpectedly, the toddler suddenly groaned and raised his head.

Mrs. Wang saw that his lips were blue from the cold, but his eyes were shining brightly, after all, she couldn't make up her mind to tell him to go further away.

Unexpectedly, the little boy opened his mouth and said: "Miss, do you have any leftovers for a cold treat? I haven't eaten for two days. If I don't eat enough, I can't go up the mountain to find the gods. If I can't find the gods, I can't live."

Mrs. Wang heard the absurdity of what he said, and couldn't help asking: "Why can't you live if you can't find the gods?"

The little boy said earnestly: "The doctor said that I am sick, he can't cure it, only gods can cure it, and told me to go to the mountains to find it."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she said, "The doctor is perfunctory! 'Gods are hard to cure' is an excuse."

The little boy said anxiously: "How could that be! How could the doctor lie to me!"

Mrs. Wang asked: "Let me ask you, do you know where the gods in the mountains live?"

The little boy shook his head and said, "There is only one way up the mountain, and I will follow it."

Mrs. Wang said: "The doctor doesn't treat you, it must be because you have no money."

The little boy bowed his head and said, "I really don't have any money. He won't treat me, so I can't blame him. But I can't wait to die. I'm going to the mountains to try my luck."

Mrs. Wang said: "Then I'll cook noodles for you. Come in and have a fire."

The little boy was very happy, he nodded hurriedly and said: "Thank you! Thank you, big lady!"

Mrs. Wang cooked a bowl of Yangchun noodles for him, and he ate a big bowl with pickles and even drank the soup.

Seeing that she had eaten almost the same, Mrs. Wang suddenly asked in a low voice: "Do you really want to find a god?"

The little boy nodded and said, "I really want to go."

"I will show you a way, but you must not say that I said it."

"Definitely! I just said that my fate is profound, and my life should not die, so I just found this place."

"That's the best...you go west from the road in front of my house, and you see an intersection guarded by three cypress trees, and you go up. There are two cypress trees on the left and one on the right. From then on, whenever you see such an intersection Just go in. After passing a dilapidated house, and walking up for half an hour, there is a bamboo forest, and the bamboo forest is where the gods live. Remember?"

"Remember, there are two cypress trees on the left and one on the right. After passing a rotten house, you can see the bamboo forest."

"Very good, are you full?"

The little boy patted his belly and said: "I'm full, I should go! Thank you, big lady! Big lady is Gao's name? In the future, the little beggar will turn around, and I will definitely come to repay my favor!"

Mrs. Wang blushed and turned around, and said, "Why don't you thank me? You find the god, and let's talk about it after curing the disease."

She shook out an old dress in her hand, looked at him lovingly, and said: "This is my son's old dress. I was looking forward to having a daughter, so I kept an old dress and wanted to change it. Who knows that my daughter is so late?" I can't give birth...this dress, you can wear it..."

The little boy took the clothes, took off his coat, and said with a smile: "Mistress, I am not a boy, but a girl, you and I have the grace of life, I will call you mother, this dress is considered to be in the right place... ..."

She said it beautifully, Mrs. Wang was very useful, and she felt very embarrassed. The boy wrapped this jacket in his old clothes, thanked Mrs. Wang, and went out.

Mrs. Wang ran out to hold her back, stuffed a cold steamed bun, ran back, lay down by the door with only half of her face exposed, and said loudly: "My surname is Zhang, and my husband's surname is Wang, and his name is Caoqin. If you remember Me, take the time to come and see me!"

"Don't worry! I will remember! My surname is Long! My name is Huala!"

Mrs. Wang suddenly remembered something, and said loudly: "You must never say that you are a barbarian!"

It's not Huala but it's far away. I don't know if I heard it.

Jinling was alone in the mountains, and was ordered by her teacher to dig several kinds of herbs.Although Xiang Suiyu has a disabled leg and spends all day recuperating in a wheelchair, unable to demonstrate in person, but after all, Qinggong has become better, and Jinling has been taught by a famous teacher, and the ability to climb up and down has been practiced very well.

So even though he was young, Xiang Suiyu didn't worry about her very much, he just came back to visit her every three or four days to check her usual homework.

Xiang Suiyu's clothes were either black or white, and Jin Ling's clothes were also these two colors. She collected medicine in the mountains, and she was dressed in white, floating around on the cliffs, like a fairy riding the wind.

Suddenly I heard a child's voice shouting: "Little fairy, little fairy, help me!"

Jin Ling glanced down and saw a young child staring at her intently.Xiang Suiyu often tells her not to talk too much with others, and she wants to leave because she doesn't want to cause trouble.

The little boy shouted again: "Little God! Little God! Why are you ignoring me? Is it because I didn't kowtow to you?"

As she said that, she was about to kneel and kowtow, Jin Ling frowned, jumped in front of the little boy, pressed her forehead and said, "I'm not a god, so don't kowtow to me."

The little boy was anxious, and said: "I was told that there are gods on the mountain who can save my life. I walked for a long time, and I only saw you, flying around. How could it not be you?"

Suddenly her face became happy again: "You are not a fairy, then you must be a little boy under the seat of the fairy, right? Let the fairy save me, okay?"

Seeing her flushed cheeks, shortness of breath, and bruises on her exposed hands, Jin Ling was surprised and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you want a god to save you?"

The author has something to say: Elder Yin has been a bad kid with a glib tongue since he was a child. Although he has suffered from the elder sister because of amnesia, I believe in her character (.

I have a song about Jin Ling that I want to give her.

"Women Are Tigers" (.

The young monk went down the mountain to Huazhai, and the old monk confessed:

"The woman at the bottom of the mountain is a tiger, if you encounter one, you must avoid it!"

After walking through village after village, the little monk thought to himself:

"Why do tigers look cute when they don't eat people?"

(Somewhat)

The little monk ran away in fright

Master~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ya ya ya ya bad~bad~bad~

The tiger has broken into my heart~ my heart~

☆、The second girl in hexagram 41

The little boy said: "I'm sick! The doctor at the foot of the mountain didn't cure me and said, 'The gods can save you', so I asked him, 'Where are there gods?' He said, 'There are gods in the mountains', so I went to the mountains, and I After walking for a long time, I saw you."

Jin Ling stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me."

The little boy was about to stretch out his hand, but he saw Jin Ling's little hand was white and tender, while his own was black and dirty, suddenly he was embarrassed to stretch out his hand, Jin Ling saw her swaying, so she pulled her hand, felt her pulse, and then Tell her to stick out her tongue.

The little boy withdrew his tongue and asked earnestly, "Little God, can I still be saved?"

Jin Ling said: "My name is Xiao Lingdang, not a little fairy. You follow me back, and I will give you medicine."

The little boy couldn't walk any longer, and asked sadly, "Is the medicine bitter?"

Jin Ling thought for a while and said, "Everyone says it's bitter, but I tasted it and it's okay."

Xiaotong said happily: "Then I will eat, little fairy, you must save me, I don't want to die yet."

Jin Ling gave her a strange look and said, "I can't die. Follow me."

She took the boy's hand and walked up the mountain.I only heard the little boy say: "My surname is Long, but your surname is Xiao?"

Jin Ling shook her head and said, "We don't have common surnames. Your surname is Long, so what's your name?"

The little boy raised his chest and said, "My name is Buhuala."

"What's Buhuala's name?"

"Buhuala is my name."

"Why do you have so many characters in your name? Everyone's name is two characters, three characters, why do you have four characters?"

The little boy said: "If you go further north, there will be more and more characters in everyone's name. Four characters are very common, and there are also five characters and six characters. Some people have three characters in their surname. Some people have a surname of Bu. Liugu, there is someone whose surname is Hou Mochen. My surname is Long, and there is only one character."

"So it turns out that you are not from the Central Plains."

"I am! I was born in Chang'an."

Jin Ling stood still, looked at her and said, "Your name is so strange, it sounds like a barbarian. I haven't seen a barbarian before."

Buhuala's eyes were amber-like, with deep eye sockets, Jinling tilted her head to look at her, and said to herself, "It's not the same as me."

Complacent, the little boy was about to speak when he suddenly fell backwards. Jin Ling hugged her quickly and asked, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Buhuala half-closed his eyes, weakly: "I seem to have no strength."

Jin Ling nodded, "I'll carry you on my back, so you don't have to go. Do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes! I still have a bun in my arms, are you hungry?"

She carried the Buhuala on her back and said, "I'm not hungry, you eat."

At the beginning, Buhuala was still eating cold steamed buns on her back, but gradually died down, but fell into a deep sleep holding half of the cold steamed buns.

After an unknown amount of time, she woke up leisurely and saw Jin Ling grabbing her collar with both hands, so she asked, "Little Bell, where are we?"

Jin Ling said: "It's in my room. I'm about to give you a bath."

"Wash, take a bath? I wash myself, I wash myself." She jumped up from the bed.

Jin Ling wondered, "Why are you panicking?"

Buhuala was worried, held the neckline and said: "Before she died, my mother made a special statement that no one should see her body, let alone touch her body, and she must not be arrested. In short, don't be like her."

Jin Ling didn't quite understand the reasoning, she just felt that what the adults said made sense, so she nodded and said solemnly: "I don't care if I don't touch it, you can wash it yourself."

Buhuala let out a big sigh of relief.Jin Ling led her to take a bath, and after she finished washing, she wrapped her in a big cloth towel and carried her back, stuffing her into the quilt.She turned around and added charcoal to the brazier, and the fire made the room warm, so she turned back to look at Huala.

Unexpectedly, Hua La was motionless in the quilt, Jin Ling pulled the quilt, thinking that she had another accident, afraid that she would faint inside, but she didn't pull it, Fang Shiming understood that she was unhappy.

"Don't be mad at me, I let you sleep in my bed as an apology."

Seeing that she was still silent, Jin Ling said again: "I just took a look, and I touched it through a cloth towel, and you didn't lose a piece of meat. Don't be angry, okay?"

Buhuala thought for a while, but she didn't understand the loss of being seen and touched by Jinling, so she raised her head, only showing two eyes, and asked: "Little Bell, give me the bed, you Where do you sleep?"

Jin Ling thought for a while and said, "Sleep underground."

Buhuala waved his hands and said: "No, no, it's cold on the ground, you should sleep with me."

"I'm sleeping with you, so it's useless to watch, what will you do if you get angry with me?"

Buhuala shook his hand and said: "No, no, it doesn't count through the clothes."

"Really?"

"Really," she lifted the quilt, "do you want to come up?"

Jin Ling shook her head and said, "I'm cooking medicine."

She went out and came in with a bowl of medicine.Buhuala took the bowl, wrinkled his nose and turned away, Jinling persuaded: "Drink it in one breath and you won't feel bitter. I've already taken the preserved fruit, and I'll give it to you after drinking it."

When Buhuala heard that there was sugar to eat, she raised her head and gulped down all the medicine, serving it with pride.

Seeing that she was obedient, Jin Ling stuffed her with an apricot, "You have to stay here until you recover from your illness. My master will be back tomorrow, and he will definitely be able to save you."

Bu Huala said happily: "Really? You let me stay? Don't scold me, beat me, drive me away, and give me something to eat?"

"Of course it's true, you lie down, I have to do my homework."

Buhuala nodded, happily retracted into the quilt, but kept looking at Jinling, seeing that she was about to go out, she couldn't help asking: "You...are you leaving?"

Jin Ling wondered: "Are you afraid of being alone? Then I'll come back later."

She went to the study next door to get a pen and inkstone, and when she came back, she found that Buhuala had shrunk into a ball. She sat opposite and lit the lamp, saying: "If you think it's bright, just turn your head away."

Buhuala shook his head, "No light, no light."

Jinling began to write, and Buhuala stared at her left and right. After a while, the medicine surged, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Xiang Suiyu was pushed back to the mountain by playing the piano.

Jinling reported that she rescued a child from the mountain, she praised Suiyu lightly, and told her to do things from the beginning to the end, since she rescued the child, she must heal him.Jin Ling nodded and said, "I will naturally be like Master."

Seeing that she regards herself as a role model, Xiang Suiyu felt a little happy, and after giving Buhuala his pulse, he said: "You have more than enough for this kind of disease, read more about what you don't understand."

He didn't say any more, the wheelchair turned half a circle, and slowly pushed out the door, shutting the two little dolls in a room.

The author has something to say: Does anyone know what type of font is on the cover... Yesterday someone said it was running script, but I tried almost all the running scripts on the market and it didn't look like it...

☆、The third girl in hexagram 42

Buhuala is really a little starling, since the first day she lived in Jinling's room, she tried every means to make Jinling talk.

In fact, Jin Ling is not a child who is quiet by nature, so when Buhuala talked about her travels, Jin Ling stopped the pen in her hand, looked at her with wide eyes, and her ears pricked up.

Buhuala was triumphant, and said: "You should go down the mountain to play. Don't all the storytellers say that you gods are going to go down to the mortal world?"

Jin Ling said seriously: "I am not a god."

"Yes, yes," Buhuala explained without authorization, "You are just a little Taoist boy, and when you first achieve true fruition, you will go through calamities, and you will not be able to escape when the time comes."

Jin Ling shook her head and said, "Where did you live when you were young?"

Buhuala asked, "How small?"

"Where are your parents?"

Buhuala said: "I only have a mother, and my mother is very beautiful. Sometimes I am called a wild species. Do you know that a wild species does not mean a father..."

Jin Ling stopped her with her eyes, and said in a low voice: "I know that wild species is not a good word. Master forbids me to say such words, so don't you either."

"Well, if you don't tell me to tell me, I won't say it."

"Speak again."

"We live in the corner of a very large yard, and there are many, many people. My mother is a dancer, and many other people are also dancers. There are also musicians, who can play and blow."

"Hmm. Where is that?"

"Hey, it's in Luoyang."

"Luoyang is very far away, why did you come here?"

Buhuala said: "One day my mother was beaten, she couldn't get angry, so she took me and escaped."

She said despondently, "Afterwards, there wasn't much to eat, and my mother always beat me."

"Why did she hit you? Are you naughty?"

"She said that I was not allowed to dance and play the piano in the future, and I was not allowed to step into the Goulan brothel, and I was not allowed to use my body to please men. I asked her what she meant, and she said that I would understand when I grew up. Do you understand?"

Jin Ling shook her head and said, "I don't quite understand. What happened next?"

"Later, my mother scratched her own face. We begged for food and headed south. Later, my mother died."

"Ah! What about you?"

Buhuala was triumphant again: "I am amazing. I can steal steamed buns and cry for pity. Everyone sees that I am pitiful, so give me something to eat."

"You don't have to cry, I'll give you something to eat too."

Buhuala said happily: "You are really a Bodhisattva! You will definitely become a fairy in the future!"

Jin Ling said seriously: "I'm not a god. I will be a hero in the future, steal from the rich and give to the poor."

Buhuala said: "Almost, almost."

This time it was Jin Ling's turn to ask, "Why aren't you called Huala?"

Buhuala scratched her head and said, "My mother said that my father came from Buhuala in Khwarizim, but she herself is not sure. Why are you called Little Bell?"

"I call it as soon as I call it. No one has ever told me why I am called Little Bell."

Buhuala opened his eyes wide and asked, "What about your parents?"

Jin Ling said: "They should be in Jianye. When I was young, I suffered from a very strange disease, and I fell asleep all day long. I don't remember many people. Master cured me, and I will practice with Master."

"I remember things when I was a child very clearly! One time, when my mother was going to dance, I ran out to play, and I met a peasant woman. The woman took a piece of candy and asked me if I would like to eat candy. I said no. She asked me if I was alone, and I didn't speak, but she suddenly picked me up and ran away. I cried so hard that everyone around me looked at her, and she came to cover my mouth, but I didn't let her cover it, and pushed me hard. She. There were so many people watching that the patrol was attracted. The patrol asked the peasant woman, "Is this your child?" The peasant woman covered my mouth and said, "I'm sorry, my child. Crying, disturbing everyone' I took the opportunity to bite her and said loudly, 'You are so ugly, how did you give birth to such a beautiful child like me!' She was very angry when she heard that, she threw me to the ground, and I slammed Get up and run home."

Jin Ling laughed when he heard that, and said, "You don't forgive people. What happened next?"

"Later I ran home and told my mother, she was so angry that she beat me up and locked me up every time I went out to dance."

Jin Ling thought for a while and said, "It's locked well."

No Huala didn't expect Jinling and Niang to be on the same side, so she pouted and said, "Have you finished your homework?"

Jin Ling gave her a blank look, and said, "It's your fault if I didn't write it well."

Buhuala made a grimace, shrank into the quilt, and fell asleep again after a while.

But Jinling suddenly remembered something, called "Ah" softly, shook Buhuala awake again, and said: "My master hates barbarians the most, even though you are a child, I am afraid he will be unhappy."

Buhuala was sleeping drowsily, but when he heard this sentence, his whole body turned cold, and he said disappointedly: "Really? Are you going to drive me out?"

As he spoke, he got up.In a panic, Jin Ling pressed her on the bed.After all, Buhuala has a bit of a temper, the more he struggles, the angrier he gets, and finally he couldn't help but push Jinling.Jinling is a martial arts practitioner, how can she not be able to push it with a thin and weak stick.She held down Buhuala's limbs, and seeing that she couldn't break free, she was ashamed and angry, and finally burst into tears, the big teardrops rolled and rolled onto the pillow, staining the pillow cover in a dark color.

Jin Ling shook her head and said, "I just told you that my master hates barbarians, so I want to give you a Han name."

Buhuala kept crying: "You lied to me...you lied to me...you bastard, you frightened me...then what's my Han name?"

"If you don't cry, I'll tell you."

Buhuala twitched a few times, Lihua was tearful, and said in a strong nasal voice, "I won't cry, you tell me quickly."

Jin Ling said: "Let's call him Long San."

Buhuala frowned and said, "Why do you call Long San so casual?"

Jin Ling said: "The number of three and three is nine, which is the number of Dayan. My Taoist sect has three cleans and three realms, and the number three can be random."

Buhuala pouted and said, "San is too young, is it really that good?"

Jin Ling said: "Very good, better than Long Baiwan."

Buhuala thought for a while, and it seemed that Long San sounded much better than Long Wanwan, so she couldn't help but nodded and said, "Then my name is Long San."

Jin Ling smiled brightly, wiped away her snot and tears, and said, "Go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore."

Seeing her smile, Buhuala also smiled and said: "You have to call me Long San before I answer you."

"Dragon Three Dragon Three, go to sleep."

"Little bell, little bell, I'm asleep." She closed her eyes happily, and fell asleep again after a while.

The author has something to say: Hello everyone, this is the nest of overtime work, the nest of hard work (.

☆, the fourth girl in hexagram 43

What Buhuala got was just a common pediatric disease. The doctor was afraid that she would have no money to spend, so he just excused that "only the gods can save you". Unexpectedly, Buhuala really found the "god".

The little miraculous doctor Jinling rejuvenated, but within a ten-day period, he was cured within a short period of time.But she has been wandering outside since she was a child, living in no fixed place, eating irregularly, and suffering from some strange problems on her body.It was Jinling's first visit to the clinic, so she couldn't help but be extremely careful and perfect, so she insisted on saving Buhuala until the beginning of spring.

It doesn't take Lala to eat well and sleep well, and children are the most energetic.She ate and drank all day long, and climbed up and down, making a commotion within a radius of five miles without a moment of peace.

Recently, Xiang Suiyu often pushed down the mountain by playing the piano, and he would not come for three to five days. When he came back, he only checked Jinling's homework, and then hurried down the mountain, leaving two children who were not good enough together on the mountain.

Can't even play the piano