Chapter 141: The peddler, we are going home
The old lady sighed heavily: "They were originally the children of neighbors, but how could they know that the evil spirits were causing trouble? A pig demon ate their parents. When I saw that they were pitiful, I adopted them by my side..."
As they were talking, the children had somehow had an argument, and a little boy suddenly cried: "You bully people! I want my mother, I want to go find my mother! Wuwuwu I miss my mother ! ”
Another little girl who was pushed to the ground by him trembled and got up tremblingly. Her palms were worn and bleeding. She looked down and saw the mud stained on her skirt, but she couldn't help but whimper: "This is my mother for me." The last floral skirt I sewed, you pay me a dress, you pay me a dress! ”
A palace maid came over and whispered to Xiao Nanjia: "The little boy was cheating when he was playing with a handkerchief. The little girl pointed it out and pushed her. It is common for children to fight, not a big deal. .”
The stall was filled with the fragrance of glutinous rice cakes.
It is the smell of fireworks during the New Year.
But for these children, thanks to the pig demon, they will never have a day to reunite with their parents for the rest of their lives.
After suffering from grievance, I wanted to throw myself into my mother's arms and act coquettishly and complain, but I am afraid I can't do it anymore.
Xiao Nanjia didn't say anything, but just used his eyes to signal Lu Yu'an to quietly put a silver ingot to the stall.
She glanced at Xiao Baojing in a daze with her eyes, then turned around and boarded the carriage.
Xiao Baojing pinched the persimmon string.
She grew up in an orphanage and knew how tormenting it would be for people to live in this world without their parents' protection.
She returned to the carriage with great worries, and on the way back to the palace she and Xiao Nanjia were speechless.
When the carriage drove into the palace, Xiao Baojing rubbed his handkerchief and looked at Xiao Nanjia who was staring at the window with concentration. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.
After a while of speaking, she made up her mind: "I know that the old ladies and those kids who sell rice cakes are all you have come to act for me."
Xiao Nanjia did not comment.
Xiao Baojing said again: "I admit that there are many evil spirits and monsters who are crazy and evil, but are there no bad seeds in the human race? Even the saints say, "At the beginning of human beings, their nature is evil." Why can you tolerate bad people? Can't tolerate monsters? Is it unfair to kill all the poles like Wanshoutai? I think a real king should be a sea of all rivers, not a tyrant who screens out his people."
"In troubled times, we pursue violence to fight violence, not benevolent politics." Xiao Nanjia retorted, as if a layer of frost and snow was condensed. "When the country is fighting and demons are rampant today, if the king's methods are not tough enough, then his country is very good You will soon be swallowed up by other countries or demons. Little monsters, don’t be naive. You are born in troubled times and no one will give you time to slowly implement the so-called "benevolent government." "
Xiao Baojing looked at her.
The girl is beautiful but firm. No one in the world can change her will. She is like a unsheathed and invincible sword, about to follow her own principles and cut down this chaotic world and cut out a road that belongs to her.
She took a deep breath and said seriously: "If I tell you what the peddler is going to do, can you give me a promise?"
"What promise do you want?"
"Don't slaughter monsters..."
Xiao Baojing's voice was very low and he had no confidence.
From birth to now, she actually has not much.
I have been in an orphanage since I can remember. I have never traveled around the world like a child on the Internet. I have never worn expensive skirts and small leather shoes. I will be happy for a long time to buy a pair of pants that cost ten yuan but are of good quality.
She lives in that small county town, and the longest distance she has ever taken is the bus that runs through the north and south of the county town. Her greatest happiness is to learn opera with her dean’s grandmother while she goes to school.
There is a locust tree planted at the entrance of the orphanage. She passes by the tree with her schoolbag every day and watches the sunrise and sunset for eighteen years.
Life is actually boring.
But it feels good to see the sun.
If the sun is gone...
The world will completely fall into darkness, and millions of ordinary people like her will soon die in the cold and hunger.
And in such an extreme eternal night, the weak monsters and ghosts cannot survive.
Jun Bao Festival, little firecrackers, little boys...
They will all die after the sun disappears. The carriage stopped slowly.
Lu Yuan's voice sounded outside: "Your Majesty, you're here in the Qinzheng Hall."
Xiao Nanjia remained motionless and stared at Xiao Baojing: "I promised you that you will no longer slaughter monsters and ghosts like Wanshoutai - except for those who are extremely vicious and affect countless lives."
Xiao Baojing was grateful for her compromise.
She wanted to tell her the peddler's plan, but it was hard to speak out when she said anything.
It seems that saying it is a betrayal of the peddler.
Xiao Nanjia waited for a long time but couldn't hear her speak, so she stepped out of the carriage with a cold face.
The moment the curtain was about to hang down, Xiao Baojing finally said hoarsely: "Swallow the sun."
Xiao Nanjia turned his back to the car door and stopped.
The curtains of the car fell down, blocking Xiao Baojing's view from looking at her.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
She stared at the drooping navy brocade curtains, with colorful patterns woven on them, complex and beautiful, like this strange and cruel world with a little gentleness.
It seemed that everything that happened along the way with the peddler was passing by.
She closed her eyes and whispered, "He wants to... swallow the sun."
…
Xiao Baojing didn't know how Xiao Nanjia planned to stop the peddler from swallowing the sun.
She said goodbye to Xiao Yulou, put Yaoyao into the core carving, and came to him with the merchant's basket on her back.
Eight horses pulled the peddler's sleeping land and were about to board the cloud boat and head north.
Lu Yu'an came over with a bag and said, "I heard that the Great Wall of Demons is the eternal night place, and there are countless terrifying monsters living in it. I don't know how to help Miss Xiao. This is the mink hair cloak I prepared and I hope some pastries and dry food can help you."
Xiao Baojing thought to himself that Xiao Nanjia was not good, but Mr. Lu beside her was quite good.
She took the bag, thanked Lu Yuan and waved her hand: "I'm leaving now, Mr. Lu, don't send it away."
The horse pulled the cart and slowly boarded the cloud boat.
Xiao Baojing lay on the side of the boat, watching Lu Yuan gradually become smaller and gradually merge into Yejing City.
It was not until the majestic and huge Yejing City turned into black dots in her vision that she slowly withdrew her gaze.
The cloud boat sailed above the clouds and could reach several miles away in an instant.
Xiao Baojing squatted beside Shang Bingjiu with his face in his arms. A braided strand fell on his chest, and the orange skirt spread out on his green robe, like orange flowers being held up.
The boy slept soundly, the fox had curved eyes, and he looked completely heartless.
"People seller, we're going home."
She said softly in his ear.
White clouds swept past under the cloud boat.
Xiao Baojing suddenly felt some expectations.
The place she and the peddler were going to be the homeland they grew up together.
(This chapter ends)