For a Prosperous World

Gu Nan was standing there alone, watching the Xu Wenli disappear into the crowd under the city gate.

He shook his head inexplicably. It was a weird man.

"Speaking, I'm afraid others will treat me as a lunatic."

Recalling the words of the literati, Gu Nan smiled, and did not know what he saw, and could not say it.

Previously, she had also learned some astrology when writing about Qimen Jiajia, and she had also visited some people who had studied astrology in that year.

Xuan Xuan can not be said to be completely unfounded, there may be some indication.

At the beginning, she didn't believe this kind of thing very much, mostly as a few jokes. However, as she gradually deepened, she found that the true astrology was quite different from most of the rivers and lakes' deceit in later generations. The wait-and-see also incorporates many doctors' ethics, and round-the-world speculation.

Gradually, she felt that this doctrine also had some credibility, but just now the literati was a little simple.

Seeing people is a bit similar to medical doctors. Wang Wenwen is also a common method. Then Xu Wenli just looked at her palms for a long time, but I didn't know what the means was.

No longer thinking about it, Gu Nan turned to leave.

She had no money left on her, and she could not take a carriage. There should be many days to go before Chen Liu left.

As for Xu Wenren, she knows that there is a child behind her. She knows that she had given three bronze coins to the beggar. She has followed her all the way from the city to the outside of the city. Now she is still secretly by the gate Watching.

She wasn't going to take care of it. Her footsteps were not what the child could keep up with, and she walked for a while.

The child couldn't follow and it was time to leave.

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The little beggar stood at the gate of the city, and his rags and stinks on his body made people on both sides not want to lean on.

The dark black hand held two whitish flour cakes, and the steamers were still hot, because the hands were dirty, and the white flour held in the hands was stained with black.

The little beggar hid at the foot of the city and secretly looked at the white stalker who was not far away. She did not dare to walk over.

Bai Sangren was carrying his own bamboo box and turned around as if to leave.

Slowly walked on the road, although the pace was not fast, but walking surprisingly fast, a few breaths have gone out for more than ten meters.

"what."

The look on Qi'er's face panicked, grasped the dough in his hand, and quickly ran to the figure who was far away.

"rustle."

The summer wind blows the trees on both sides of the road, making the road between the trees shadowy.

It's going to be late, and the setting sun is drooping to the west. The setting sun on that day is submerged into the clouds on the side of the sky.

In the summer evening, the breeze blows away the sweltering heat.

"Bang." Xiao Qier fell to the ground. She really couldn't run. The people in front walked fast. She came all the way.

I could barely keep up because my father had taught her the inner interest, otherwise it should have been too tired to walk.

One white cake fell to the ground, which was already cold, and the other was eaten when she stopped to rest before.

She has n’t eaten this one, even though she has n’t eaten for more than a day.

Xiaoqier wanted to stand up, but could only kneel and pant there.

The sweat on her face spread the dust away from her face, making her face gray.

Raising his head again, the Baishang people were gone.

Xiaoqier sat down on his knees and lay down on the ground, carefully picking up the white flour on the ground.

"Well···"

She couldn't help but bit her mouth, but still made a whine.

But she did not shed tears, and her father told her that his daughter would not cry.

"Woo ..."

The beggar just sat there whimpering like a little beast.

"call."

There seemed to be a sigh in the forest, echoing in the shadow of the tree.

The beggar froze a moment, then looked up in a loss.

Holding the black stick in her hand, the white skirt man came back from the end of the road and stood under the shadow of a tree in front of her.

There seemed to be some helplessness in Gu Nan's tone.

She was also surprised that her own footsteps could not keep up with ordinary adults. How did this little girl follow for so long.

"You've been with me for almost two days. What are you doing?"

Xiaoqier looked up, took a sip of water, took a breath, climbed up from the ground, and walked in front of Gu Nan.

Looking down, he glanced at the white flour cake in his hand. At this time, it should not be called white flour cake. It was covered with dust and dirt.

Pouting, he passed the white cake in his hand.

"Thank you, thank you."

The white flour cake was held in that little hand, and the dust and dirt made the white flour cake black like black flour.

Perhaps it was bumps along the way that made the cake pinched and deformed long ago, like a ball.

Anyone who sees such things will not have appetite.

But this is the best thing she can get now.

Gu Nan looked at the white noodle cake for a while but froze, standing in front of Xiaoqier.

After two days, just for this?

The shadow of the tree accompanied the pale golden setting sun, shining on the two of them.

The person in front of him didn't respond slowly, Qier glanced at the dough in his hand, and then slowly lowered his head.

Is it too dirty ...

Her eyes were reddish, her eyes dropped, and she whispered.

"Sorry···"

The hand holding the bread is gradually lowered.

One hand grabbed the dough in her hand and took it away.

Qier looked up in surprise, and smiled at her when she saw the person in front of her.

"It doesn't make sense to give something to someone."

The man said, and put the unshaped dough in his mouth.

Gu Nan ate the noodle cake in her hand, which was a very unpleasant taste. The marl tasted bitter.

"It's delicious, thanks."

Xiaoqier listened to the sound in his ear.

The rays of the setting sun followed the best-looking appearance she had ever seen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ whispering in her mouth, and finally lowered her head.

The hot stuff slipped off her cheek.

She wanted to go up and grab the man, but she was afraid of getting her clothes dirty again.

She dared to cry in situ, this was the first time she cried after her mother died.

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"Snapped."

A piece of firewood was added to the bonfire, a jump in the flames, and a few mars splashed.

The woods at night were particularly dark, the leaves covered the stars and moons, and only the light of the bonfire was shaking in the forest.

Two hares were roasted on the bonfire, and their fur was peeled off. The fire looks almost the same. The skin is shiny with oil, the fragrance spreads in the forest, there is a reason for the bonfire, and I am not worried about any beasts. Even if he came here, Gu Nan didn't worry about it.