Chapter seventy-fifth of the butterfly is a butterfly
All the students in the mountain temple, after the girl and others watched Zhu Ping'an leave, all of them became strong and unyielding, with a loyalty that will shine through history. Although they still have no strength to move, they are not willing to be left behind.
The accusations were made:
"If you don't have that thief, don't run away if you have the guts..."
"Stop leaving, you witch, and fight me for another three hundred rounds..."
"This woman is so shameless and disgraced. She should be dipped in a pig cage!"
The mentality of the students in the mountain temple is also different. Although everyone has been robbed of all their belongings, only about half of the more than ten students had their right hands trampled with blood by the girl in retaliation. Those who were not stepped on
The students were a little happy mentally.
As for the students who were trampled and dripping with blood.
"Ahem, cough, cough. Although I am not talented, I have a similar technique to Qi Huang. I noticed the pain in my hand and made a bold guess that the injury has not yet reached the bone. Apply a little plaster and it will definitely be cured within ten days."
A student who was trampled on and dripping with blood was leaning against a pillar. Although the tears were still wet on his face, he spoke with a confident expression and a self-awareness that he had learned a lot.
Uncle Zhu Shouren and several other students who were trampled on and dripping with blood were overjoyed when they heard this. Ten days will be enough. There are still more than a month left for the boy's exam. They all turned to look at the man and sighed with emotion: "Brother Wang is a great talent! I am a talented person!"
It’s too late to wait.”
"Ahem, cough, cough, there is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art." The man named Wang wanted to reach out his hand to smooth his beard, but he was embarrassed to find that his limbs were weak and could not move. He could only cough twice, but his hands could not move.
He moved his expression and put on an expression of fear on his face.
"Although we are miserable, we are not as miserable as Brother Zhu's nephew. He was captured by the demon girl and had to suffer a lot of flesh and blood." A student who was trampled and dripping with blood suddenly discovered that there was someone worse than himself.
, busy sharing with everyone.
As a result, those who were stepped on and those who were not stepped on all felt more balanced, and some people comforted the uncle Zhu Shouren.
"It doesn't matter, the witch and the thief are just trying to get money. Although my nephew is not immune to some physical pain, there is no worry about his life. Mencius said: Therefore, when Heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to a man, he must first suffer from his mental and mental problems.
, His muscles and bones are strained, his skin is hungry, his body is depleted, and his actions are disturbed. For my nephew, this calamity is one of misfortune and good fortune."
Although the uncle Zhu Shouren's tears were not dry and his nose was not wiped, he was sighing with a far-sighted and wise expression.
Uncle Zhu Shouren's words and his indifferent broad-mindedness aroused the students' admiration.
After a while, a student suddenly sighed and said: Things here are not the way of outsiders!
Then I immediately got everyone's response. In plain language, it roughly means: No one is allowed to tell anyone else about this. We have been tricked by a witch. It's embarrassing. We are not allowed to say it. Come on, let's all say it.
I swear, whoever said it would be difficult for all of us. Even if that stupid boy Zhu Pingan said it, we were not allowed to admit it, and we all said he was lying.
After experiencing the ordeal, the students seemed to have a deeper relationship. Although everyone lost their money when they went to the county town to take the exam, the wealthy students said that they could let their bookboys go home to withdraw some money for emergencies, and everyone would slowly pay it back later.
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Then the atmosphere in the mountain temple became cheerful again, and everyone was waiting for the effect of the cartilage powder to wear off, and everyone would happily embark on the journey to the county seat to take the exam.
There was a lot of open-minded laughter in the mountain temple, but Zhu Pingan was not in the same mood as them. His hands were tied, and if he walked slowly with his luggage on his back, he would be pushed.
"You silly boy, why are you carrying this crap on your back? We've taken everything valuable away..." The man in charge of guarding Zhu Pingan thought Zhu Pingan was walking slowly, so he pushed Zhu Pingan again.
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Zhu Ping'an staggered a few steps, turned around and looked at him again with a harmless look on his face, and replied with a naive face, "The valuable things on my body were taken away by all the heroes, so I have to take this. My family is poor, and this bag is
My mother also worked hard for a long time to make the bedding."
"You are not honest. More than ten taels of silver were found on your body, and you still dare to say that your family is poor!"
As soon as Zhu Pingan finished speaking, the man slapped Zhu Pingan on the head again and cursed.
The girl didn't care about this. He was just curious about how Zhu Pingan could see the flaws in her disguise. He didn't care about anything else. He waited until he got there and asked clearly. If he was satisfied with the answer, he would let him go. If he was not satisfied with the answer, then let him go.
Beat him up and then let him go. He won't have a good impression of these scholars anyway.
Damn it, Lao Zhi really remembered you this time. Zhu Pingan looked back at that man again. Humans and animals are harmless.
After walking for about half an hour, Zhu Ping'an was taken by the girl to a shack that looked like a shack used by hunters at the foot of the mountain to rest during winter hunting. The shack was well decorated, with temporary furniture and daily necessities, etc., but winter was almost over.
, Orion is no longer in use for the time being.
As soon as Zhu Pingan entered the house, he was pushed hard by the man in charge of custody, as if to show off his power. Zhu Pingan was pushed to the ground. Fortunately, he had a bag on his back, so it was not too miserable, but it was enough to make Zhu Pingan
Ping An could no longer look at him harmlessly.
"Now, young master, we have made so much money this time. When the old master and others come over, they will definitely praise us."
A man respectfully put the collected money into a money bag and handed it to the girl respectfully.
The girl took it and threw it on the table. She held her chin and thought for a while and said, "You three are going to hunt some rabbits, pheasants and the like to roast and eat. Father and the others don't know when they will arrive. Those who were in the temple just now
People are sour, sour and unappetizing, so I didn’t eat anything.”
"Okay, young master, just wait." When the three men who were ordered heard that they wanted to eat barbecue, and then thought of robbing a jar of good wine, they couldn't help but smile and leave.
There were two men left in the room to guard Zhu Pingan, which showed that the girl was still very cautious.
"Little brother, tell sister how you saw it."
The girl pulled up a chair and sat in front of Zhu Pingan, and asked with a smile, the delicate dagger flying up and down in her slender, jade-skinned hands.
Zhu Ping'an raised his head, revealing a simple and honest face. He seemed to be very afraid of the dagger in the girl's hand. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva before making a sound:
"I think it's better to call for help, help for help. It's better to call for Ya Zhudie, Ya Zhudie."
"What is a yoghurt butterfly?"
The girl frowned, confused, and her starry eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Oh, the elegans butterfly is a kind of butterfly in the mountains. When it flies, it makes a "don't want" sound. Our village caught it a long time ago. As time goes by, people in the village use the elegans butterfly as a butterfly.
mean."
Zhu Ping'an looked at the girl very seriously and spoke with certainty.