Meng Jingye was invited into the house, and the man hurriedly beckoned his wife to entertain Meng Jingye, and he ran into the back room with a clean towel. The www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion walked out, ready to hand it to Meng Jingye and let Meng Jingye wipe it.

"Huh, isn't it raining outside?" The candlestick approached, and the man realized that Meng Jingye was covered in dry clothes. It didn't look like a person walking in the rain at all, and Meng Jingye didn't have rain gear yet. This....... The man was puzzled.

Suddenly, the man seemed to think of something. Hurriedly illuminated Meng Jingye with a candlestick, and found that there was a shadow, and the man was also slightly relieved.

"What's the matter?" The wife came out of the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks for Meng Jingye, and looked at her husband who was stunned in place. Suspiciously, he asked, "Why don't you hurry up and greet the guests for dinner?"

"Oooh. Good. Only then did the man come to his senses and put the handkerchief in his hand aside, probably not needing it. Then he greeted Meng Jingye with a smile and said: "Come on, come on, son, sit, this big night, there is no way to eat, just three home-cooked dishes, I hope that the son will not dislike it!"

Meng Jingye nodded and sat down, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to eat, seeing that Meng Jingye was a little cold, the husband and wife glanced at each other, slightly embarrassed, but quickly covered up.

The wife twisted the man, as if she was angry at how he was stunned. The man was in pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound, after all, there were still guests here. After the wife finished screwing the man, she also sat down, touched the head of the child opposite, and then began to beckon Meng Jingye to eat. From time to time, he also gave Meng Jing vegetables.

At the dinner table, the man asked Meng Jingye from time to time about the origin of the night. Hearing this, his wife felt a little uncomfortable, and kicked him under the table. After all, the door-to-door is a guest, and it is easy for her husband to offend Meng Jingye.

But Meng Jingye was not angry, this is just a matter, what is there to be angry with a group of ordinary people, Meng Jingye smiled and answered all the man's questions, of course, he still pretended to be the name of a disciple of Xiuwenyuan, and that jade pendant is a strong evidence that Meng Jingye is pretending to be a disciple of Xiuwenyuan!

When they knew that Meng Jingye was a disciple of Xiuwen, their attitude towards Meng Jingye was obviously much better, so Meng Jingye also felt a little surprised, they didn't expect the name of Xiuwenyuan's disciple to be so useful. It seems that it will be possible to impersonate often in the future.

Meng Jingye was lying on the bed, this place was in the attic of Chungfang, originally the man wanted Meng Jingye to sleep in their master bedroom, but Meng Jingye disliked it, because there was a strange smell in it. That smell was left after **, which made Meng Jingye a little unbearable.

Therefore, Meng Jingye came to the attic, and the place where they occasionally finished their work and took a lunch break was simple. But there's still a good left!

Meng Jingye pillowed his hands and quietly listened to the sound outside, the sound of rice licking, wrapped in a little stream, made Meng Jingye feel a little sleepy.

When Meng Jingye was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and Meng Jingye immediately lifted his spirits.

Meng Jingye sat up, took out an arrow from the quiver next to him, put it in his hand, and watched the movement at the staircase closely. If there is any situation, then shoot the arrow directly as a hidden weapon!

The little boy of seven or eight years old, holding a thin quilt, walked up from below.

Oh, it's him? Meng Jingye put the arrow back again, Meng Jingye didn't think that a seven or eight-year-old boy could have much impact on him.

"Sir, haven't you slept yet?" the little boy asked as he looked at Meng Jingye, who was sitting on the bed.

The little boy put the quilt on Meng Jingye's bed, and then said to Meng Jingye: "A-Niang said, it's a little cold in the second half of the night, let me send you a set of thin bedding." ”

"Really sensible. The mask smiled and stroked the little boy's head. Then he opened the thin futon and put it on his body casually.

The little boy sat on the edge of the bed and asked curiously, "Sir, are you a martial artist?"

Meng Jingye nodded. "Yes." I'm a warrior. ”

"Are you a bad person?" asked the little boy.

Meng Jingye was a little puzzled, so she asked rhetorically, "Why did you ask me this question?"

The little boy pursed his lips and said, "My brother went to learn martial arts, but I was in the academy and heard people say that people who learn martial arts are all bad people! I didn't dare to ask Daddy and Auntie, and I couldn't find anyone to ask, so I wanted to ask Mr. ”

Meng Jingye took a deep breath and said softly: "In this world, a person who looks good, maybe he is actually very evil, and a person who looks very evil is actually evil, but it is far less evil than people imagine......! Right and wrong in this world. Or do you see it with your own eyes to know the real result!

The little boy shook his head and said, "I don't understand." ”

Meng Jingye smiled slightly and said, "When you grow up and see a lot, you will know." In everything, we must look through the appearance to see the essence. It's king. ”

The little boy walked away as if he didn't understand. Meng Jingye also rubbed the corners of her stiff mouth. Laugh..... It seems to be getting more and more uncomfortable for myself, although it is just a fake smile.

Early the next morning. Meng Jingye got up at night, originally planning to sleep. At the best, I still couldn't sleep, so I could only choose self-study. Although proficiency is added slowly. But at least it's a little bit of gain! It's better than nothing!

Walked down. The hostess has already started cooking. The little boy changed into a robe. Sitting quietly at the table, looking at a book, looking at him, as if he was still a reader?

"Yo, sir, are you up?" the hostess greeted Meng Jingye warmly.

Meng Jingye nodded and said, "Thank you for the quilt." Let me sleep peacefully. ”

"Hehe, if you like it, sit down for a while, the dish will be ready, and you will eat immediately!" said the hostess busily in front of the stove.

Meng Jingye sat next to the little boy, and there were three books next to him, "Rites", "Book of Changes" and "Spring and Autumn". In the hand of the little boy, he is holding a copy of "Lao Tzu".

Meng Jingye touched the old boy's head. "What? You're starting to look at this kind of advanced stuff now?"

"Where's that, their husband only taught these four books, and said that the others were not worth teaching him!" the little boy had not yet replied. The hostess rushed to answer.

Meng Jingye didn't say anything. After all, there are people with strange tempers everywhere!

It didn't take long for the meal to be ready. Four dishes and one soup, it seems that the food is much better than last night. And the man who had gone to work also came back sweating profusely.

Seeing that the meal is almost finished. The hostess suddenly asked a question: "Sir." Where are your desires?"

"In Dongzhou County. Go around!" Meng Jingye replied.

"Then you will definitely go to Hancheng, the county capital of Dongzhou County, right?" the hostess seemed to be quite happy when she heard Meng Jingye's words, so she said.

Meng Jingye nodded. Although I didn't mean to go there. But it's just a lie, whatever you want.

The woman stood up and ran to the back and pulled out a package. Walked over. He smiled and said, "Then can I ask you a little favor?" My eldest son is now practicing martial arts in Hancheng, and he said that it is an organization called Baiyilou. I heard that they are free to practice martial arts there. There is no need to give gift money to the teacher. I don't know if it's true! Can you send me a set of jackets? The weather is getting colder. I don't know if he's doing well there. Is it really as he said. ”

"Sir. What's wrong with you?" the little boy looked at Meng Jingye's face and asked curiously. (To be continued.) )