A Qing

Ah Qing wrinkled her nose and said, "Give it to that wolf cub, so that he won't think about my Xiaobai when he's full." After she finished speaking, she picked up another bowl of noodles, opened the thick cotton curtain and went out up.

Li Xun Huan coughed and laughed, sandwiched two noodles, tasted it and said, "This little girl is very interesting."

"But she's not an ordinary little girl," Tie Chuanjia said solemnly, "She can scare away the Jade Blood Snakes just by her reputation."

Li Xun Huan smiled, stopped talking, and continued to drink glass after glass.

Ah Qing looked up steadily, and saw that lonely boy like a lone wolf still had his back straight, his eyebrows were thick, covered with snow, his eyes were sharp, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line. Wire.

He saw Ah Qing coming out, but he didn't move his eyes, still staring at the warm lights of the restaurant in the distance, as if he hadn't noticed such a living person like Ah Qing at all.

"Hey!" Ah Qing called him, "Do you want a bowl of noodles?"

He didn't even move his eyelashes with snow, as if he had never heard of it.

"Hey! Are you deaf?" Ah Qing stomped her feet, moved closer to him, and stood in front of him.

The young man glanced at her coldly, and his hand, which was whiter than the flesh of a fish, moved slightly, but he didn't hold the sword.

His sword is a piece of iron more than three feet long. It has neither a blade nor a jaw, nor even a hilt. It is only nailed to it with two pieces of cork, but Ah Qing's eyes are fixed on it. There was a pause.

"Do you want to eat noodles?" Ah Qing looked at him with a smile, "I invite you to eat noodles!"

"It's not something I bought myself, I never want it." The young man pursed his lips, said coldly, and continued to cast his gaze on the thick curtain of the restaurant, as if he could stare at it.

"Did you just want to chop me with a sword?" Ah Qing asked suddenly.

"I don't kill women."

Ah Qing rolled her eyes: "Then do you kill the sheep? That kind of cute, soft, white, little white sheep."

"Kill if you're hungry." The boy glanced at her.

"That won't work!" Ah Qing jumped up anxiously as if she had been poked by something, "You should eat noodles! There is a big egg lying on it!" She rolled her eyes and persuaded the boy earnestly, " Don't be polite, I'll count it as a loan from you, and you can treat me to it later!"

"..." The young man was silent for a long time, then suddenly took the bowl in her hand, and then swallowed it. He couldn't eat fast, but finally swallowed the last drop of soup.

He returned the bowl to Ah Qing, and Ah Qing looked at him with a smile: "Are you full?"

The boy could actually eat two more bowls, but he said against his will: "I'm full."

Ah Qing breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had settled a matter, and turned around with a satisfied smile.

"—that lamb hidden in the stable is yours?"

the boy suddenly asked.

Ah Qing froze, turned around and stared at him warily, thinking: No wonder I see something wrong with this wolf cub, so he has been thinking about my lamb for a long time!

She asked him very carefully: "How long have you been watching Xiaobai?"

The boy stared solemnly at the dizzy yellow light of the restaurant and the thick cotton curtain: "Looked at it for a long time."

Ah Qing gasped, her face turned pale with fright.

She quickly rolled her eyes and ran to the restaurant: "Wait, I'll order two more bowls of noodles for you!"

The young man watched the emerald green skirt bloom like a flower petal, and then was covered by a thick curtain, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

All he heard was the bleating of sheep in the stable.

"Shopkeeper, two more bowls of noodles!" Ah Qing yelled quickly, and immediately jumped out of the window, ran to the stable, saw the little white sheep hiding in the warm straw rubbing against the mare, and then relaxed. tone.

She gently picked it up, and the little white sheep bent its neck and stretched out its tongue to lick Ah Qing's face. Ah Qing smiled, stroked its face against its head and murmured: "Little Bai Xiaobai, for your sake, I think you should sleep with me tonight!"

In the strange eyes of everyone, Ah Qing walked into the restaurant with the little white sheep in her arms like Chang'e holding her little jade rabbit.

She asked the shopkeeper, "Are there any berths here?"

Although the store owner knew that this slender-looking little girl was not as harmless as she appeared, but he didn't have magic skills, so there was really no way to conjure up an extra seat.

He turned to Ah Qing with a bitter face, apologizing repeatedly.

When Ah Qing heard this, she didn't make things difficult for him, she suddenly turned her head to Zhuge Lei with a smile and asked, "Is there no berth here?"

Zhu Gelei smiled cleverly: "Why is there no bed! The little one just vacated his own bed."

Ah Qing declined with great interest:

"That's not good."

"There were three of us, so we just vacated a seat!" Zhu Gelei didn't seem to feel any sadness about the death of Zhao Lao Er, and thought that his death was a good one, a wonderful death, and a death that was as good as he could let him make the bed To Ah Ching.

Ah Qing's eyes fell on the dark blood-stained floor. Although the corpse had been dragged out, the bloody smell of Zhao's second son still lingered.

She immediately shook her hand without interest: "Forget it, I'll find another place to sleep!" She turned and left after speaking.

There was a sudden silence in the restaurant after she left.

Li Xun Huan's eyes fell on the yellow cloth bag that Ah Qing left on the table, but he found that the little girl seemed to have completely forgotten about the bag and didn't think about it at all.

Tie Chuanjia also sighed at the top: "So many people are eager to fight for something, but the little girl left it on the table and forgot to take it."

Zhuge Lei's eyes drifted here, but he didn't dare to move, but the other of the three of them came over and took the bundle in his hand with a normal expression.

Li Xun Huan happened to be holding the wine glass and drinking with his neck up, as if he didn't see it at all.

Zhu Gelei looked at the very thin short man who was wearing a purple satin tunic leather jacket with black hair in his ears, and he chuckled: "Brother, this girl Ah Qing has good martial arts skills, but her memory is not good. Send her there."

After speaking, his figure opened the door curtain and ran out, and Zhuge Lei followed.

But Ah Qing walked in the snow for a long time with her sheep in her arms and her shoulders shrunk.

The little white sheep was bleating, and Shui Ling looked at Ah Qing with teary eyes.

"I also want to find a place to hide from the wind. I'm not happy to come out in this snowy day!" Ah Qing replied as if to a friend in the same business.

The little white sheep pushed its head against her shoulder, looked in the direction they came from, and bleated a few more times.

"Ah, didn't I just say it, there's no berth!" Ah Qing hugged it even tighter, "What the hell, by the way, Xiaobai, did I leave something behind?"

The little white sheep rolled its eyes to the sky, how could it know.

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