Chapter 370 Geography and Scenery
The painting showed a tall young man in a long white robe, with a handsome face, peach blossom eyes, a high nose and thin lips. He was holding a black ghost mask in his hand, looking like a handsome man.
However, the painter seemed to have exaggerated his cruelty by painting his eyes to be sinister and frightening. Although they were clearly alluring peach blossom eyes, people could not feel any admiration for them, but only fear.
Baoya looked at the familiar face in the scroll and felt a surge of anger in her heart that she couldn't suppress.
She had been with Nan Xuan for so long, and she knew him best! How could he possibly kill civilians? The villagers of their Feishui Village were saved by him and Brother Xiaojing!
Besides, wasn't it Captain Fei who colluded with the bandits? Why was she blaming her master?
The little girl became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She flipped her wrist and the dragon beard mask flew through the air with a whoosh sound, startling the people so much that they immediately shut up.
Rong Bing was also shocked by these people's words.
He had seen Nan Xuan's appearance before, but he only knew that he was the owner of the Hongdouxuan dim sum shop in Ping'an Town.
He frowned and went over what these people said in his mind.
He didn't know whether Nan Xuanhe had colluded with the bandits or killed anyone, but he couldn't escape the connection with Heshun King Ye Jinghua.
Captain Fei was his man. He colluded with the bandits and killed innocent people. In the end, he died. He deserved it.
He felt that Ye Jinghua wanted to find someone to take the blame, so he dragged out this dreaded villain in the martial arts world to take the blame for himself.
But as to why Nan Xuan was the big devil, he couldn't figure it out.
But he didn't need to think too much about it. Anyway, the big devil was being hunted and he must have hidden in some corner. He wouldn't appear in a short time.
This is good. He turned around and told Ranran not to have any contact with this person in the future.
Thinking of this, he went to pull Baoya's hand and wanted to tell her about this.
When I looked down, the person was gone.
Baoya had already rushed into the crowd waving dragon beard noodles.
"Shut up, all of you!"
The little baby's baby voice rose, still very sharp. Everyone who was talking attentively stopped immediately and tilted their heads to look at her in unison.
Everyone was curious about what this baby was doing here.
Baoya was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She put one hand on her waist and pointed at those people with her dragon beard noodles with the other hand and said:
"What do you know? How dare you talk nonsense! Did you see it with your own eyes?!"
"Hey! Where did this little girl come from? How dare you speak to the big devil?!"
The one with the shrill voice was a woman, dressed in a coquettish way. She twirled her fingers and looked at Baoya in a weird way.
"I...I'm not speaking for him! I just don't want you to wrongly accuse a good person!"
"What did you say? That Xuan Gui is a good guy?!" The old man with a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahahahaha! Little girl, you don't think he is a good person just because he looks good, do you?"
"You say we haven't seen it with our own eyes, so you dare to talk nonsense. Have you seen it?"
Baoya clenched her fists. She really wanted to say that she had seen it. Not only had she seen it, but she also pestered him every day to teach her how to cook delicious food.
How could Nan Xuan, such a good person, be a big evil?!
Perhaps because she was young, the aunt kindly explained to her, "Little girl, you're young and don't know. This Xuan Gui is notoriously vicious in the martial arts world!"
"There were ten famous sects in the martial arts world before, and he wiped out two of them by himself! And he loves killing women and children the most! Especially people like you!"
She lowered her voice for a while, then suddenly raised it, intending to scare Baoya.
But Baoya wasn't afraid. "Master likes killing people? And he only kills women and children? This must be a lie!"
"Aunt, you haven't seen him, so you can't say anything nonsense."
Baoya pursed her pink lips and said seriously, "Master...he's a good man. He wouldn't kill anyone! He...he loves children the most. He makes delicious food for them. He also grows a lot of vegetables and fruit trees. He even has a big white dog!"
"well……"
The old lady sighed, looking at her with a hopeless expression, muttering to herself, "I wonder whose child this is, to be so deeply poisoned by that devil at such a young age."
Baoya's lacquered eyes dimmed, but only for a moment. Since the aunt didn't believe her, she told others!
After shaking the dragon beard noodles in her hand, Baoya wanted to go and reason with the old man. As soon as she raised her short legs, her little hand was grabbed by someone.
She looked up, but saw that the man was not Rong Bing, but an old man with white hair and a youthful face. His snow-white hair was tied in a cone bun, and his face looked healthy and rosy.
The old man smiled at her and winked.
Somehow, Baoya couldn't help but follow him out of the crowd and walked to a stone platform not far away.
The old man jumped onto the stone platform nimbly, patted the empty space next to him, and motioned Baoya to sit on it as well.
But the stone platform was too high, almost level with Baoya's little shoulders. She tried but couldn't climb up.
While she was hesitating, the old man gently lifted her collar from behind, pulled her up, and sat her down next to him.
"Little girl, how old are you this year?" The old man smiled, but the first thing he asked was Baoya's age.
"Five years old." Baoya answered obediently, then asked, "Who are you? What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Me?" The old man pointed at himself. "I'm just a lousy fortune teller. Seeing that you and I have a connection, I want to give you something."
"Give me something?" Baoya was very curious.
The old man nodded, took out a book from his bosom, and handed it to Baoya: "Here, take it. This book is very precious, there is only one such book in the world!"
Baoya's fair and tender little hands stroked the yellowed cover of the book, on which were five large characters written with a brush: Geography and Scenery.
Her little head was puzzled: "Why did you give it to me? Why didn't you keep it for yourself?"
"It's useless for me to keep it!" The old man narrowed his eyes, "Giving it to you is the best way to put it to good use."
"Me?" Baoya was still confused.
How could she know all this geography? She would be more interested in this cookbook.
At this time, Rong Bing's voice came from not far away, calling "Ran Ran" and "Ran Ran".
"Grandpa, I have to go."
Baoya handed the book back and said, "My mother said that we can't just take other people's things. I'm returning the book to you."
Of course the old man didn't want it. He put his hands into his sleeves and said with a smile: "Oh, I don't have hands to take it! Then I'll just give it to you!"
After saying that, he stood up, kicked the ground, turned around and ran away.
"Grandpa?" Baoya also stood up.
But when she stood on the stone platform and looked around, there were so many people around her that there was no trace of the old man.
"My dear, why didn't you tell grandpa and come here by yourself?"
Baoya's little hand felt warm, and Rong Bing, who came running over, grabbed her wrist.
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