Putting down his phone, Xu Qing felt a chill run down his spine.
Blood splattered five steps away.
"Ahem … um … where did you say you were from?" He looked at the dart embedded in the TV, feeling that this was not a simple matter.
From the Wuqiao acrobatic troupe?
With Zhao Shu's age, he might not be able to take a single stab.
"Those people … how did they get out?"
The girl was like a startled rabbit, everything in front of her was beyond her understanding.
"And who are you talking to?"
"I …"
Xu Qing looked at the girl outside the door, dressed in coarse linen clothes and straw sandals, holding a sword in one hand and a scabbard in the other. A bold idea rose in his mind.
No way …
But Wuqiao would not dress like this!
Even more so, he would not stab someone's TV with a dart, and draw his sword at the slightest disagreement.
His straw sandals even exposed his toes, could she afford to pay for it?!
"Um … put your sword away first. I'm a good person, I even gave you an umbrella." He kicked the umbrella beside him, trying to appease the strange girl.
The girl looked at the umbrella, then at him, then at the ruined TV on the wall. After some thought, she slowly sheathed her sword, and the soft clang made Xu Qing grimace.
It was definitely a real guy.
"What's your name? Where are you from? "
"Jiang He, disciple of the Salt Gang."
"Aha, Jiang He … that's a good name." Xu Qing laughed, and changed the topic, "Is your Salt Gang … big? Where is it? "
Xu Qing heard her mention the Salt Gang a few times, and inwardly guessed that it must be quite a big gang.
"Gusu Salt Gang, you don't know?" Jiang He frowned, and looked at the layout of the room again, and could not help but bite his lip.
Oh no, even if he did not ask around, this place must be very far from home.
"Never heard of it, do you want to, um …"
Xu Qing was conflicted. This girl had a weapon in her hand, should he let her in, or trick her out and call the police?
He was still in a daze, drinking cola and stroking the cat. This was a comfortable life, and suddenly someone destroyed the TV, and the culprit was standing at the door with a sword.
Good deeds are hard to do, and good people are hard to be.
The two of them stared at each other in silence for a moment. Xu Qing took another look at her exposed toes outside her straw sandals, her soaked clothes, and her hair that was stuck together by the rain. He gritted his teeth and took two steps back.
"Why don't you come in first? If someone sees you standing there with a weapon in your hand … the police station is just across the street."
He gestured, not knowing if the girl could understand him.
Anyway, he didn't look like a psychopath.
"You'd better close the door. Yes … I'm a good person. I can help you. If you have any questions, you can tell me."
"I want to go home."
"Where is your house?"
"Salt Gang."
"…"
Xu Qing was having a headache.
"This is Jiahe District, Beiwang Road, Yongkang New District, Jiangcheng City …"
Seeing the confusion on the girl's face, he probed, "Do you know about Jiangcheng City?"
Jiang He shook his head.
"You can't be an ancient person, right? Are you kidding me?! Who's the emperor?! "
"Your Majesty?" She reacted, pursing her lips as she looked at Xu Qing.
？？
Xu Qing was shocked.
Your Majesty?!
"Then … then …" He hesitated for a moment. "Who's Your Majesty?"
"Your Majesty is your Majesty."
"…"
He scratched his head.
"What year is it now?"
Jiang He looked at him strangely, as if he didn't understand what he meant. He paused for a moment, then said in that strange accent, "Kaiyuan … Year 16."
"… Wait for me to Baidu."
Xu Qing had goosebumps. He was sure that this girl … Bah, this little heroine wasn't joking. He picked up his phone with trembling hands and searched.
Kaiyuan … Year 16.
His eyes widened as he tried to suppress his heartbeat. He took a deep breath and said, "Tang Xuanzong?"
"Huh?" Jiang He was stunned.
"…"
"…"
"Oh, right, this is only available after death." Xu Qing slapped his forehead and said tentatively, "Li … Longji?"
Seeing Jiang He's surprised expression, Xu Qing turned his head and looked around. "Sister, destroying other people's property is against the law. You guys are filming a show … forget it."
The girl in front of him stood ramrod straight at the door. That spirit, that heroic posture, that sword, those toes …
He blinked his eyes, his mind in a mess. He mumbled some nonsense and then lowered his head to search on his phone. "Li Bai … Li Taibai, do you know Buddhist Qing Lian?"
Jiang He was stunned for a moment, then revealed a look of surprise. "You know him? Where is he? "
"Uh … he might be farming in the canyon."
Xu Qing felt a toothache. What is this?
A conversation separated by 1200 years?
"I …"
Tuk tuk tuk.
"Takeout!"
Jiang He turned around abruptly and pointed at the door with his sword.
"… Well, you step back first. Someone is delivering food to me. He's not a bad guy." Xu Qing scratched his head. "Yes, go over there. Don't let anyone see you."
"Servant?"
"… No, he's just delivering some food."
Hearing this, Jiang He retreated to the back of the door doubtfully, his sword already half-unsheathed.
She had come to this strange place for no reason. Everything was strange, so she had to be careful.
"Don't worry, I'm a good person."
Xu Qing tried his best to calm himself down and walked over. He comforted her in a low voice and opened the door a crack. After taking the hamburger combo, he immediately closed the door and lifted the takeout bag up, gesturing to Jiang He.
"Food."
After a pause, he continued to ask, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat together? "
Jiang He hesitated for a moment and slowly shook his head, but he had already sheathed his sword.
"Why do you all shave your heads?" Seeing Xu Qing sitting back on the sofa, she thought for a moment and raised her doubts. "Could it be that this place …"
"Wait, what 'we'?" Xu Qing was curious. She was standing behind the door when she received the takeout. She shouldn't have seen the boy in yellow.
Even if she had seen him, he was wearing a helmet.
"Two hours ago, I just arrived here and looked around outside."
"Outside?"
"Yes."
Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat. "You didn't have any conflict with anyone, right?"
Two hours ago … That was two hours ago. At that time, the rain had just started. With such a person who would draw his sword at the slightest provocation, it might have turned into a massacre.
It seemed like this was getting out of hand.
"No, I just walked around."
"That's good."
"You haven't answered my question."
"How should I put this … You can think of it as a local custom. There's no special reason."
"Oh."
Xu Qing chewed on the hamburger and sorted out his thoughts. He picked up the chicken roll and gestured to her. "Have some. I'm sure you haven't eaten it before."
"It's fine." Jiang He swallowed and shook his head.
"Then have some water. I already have water. This cup is for you." He swirled the cola that he opened earlier and pushed the cup that came with the hamburger combo away. "It's sweet. I guess you haven't had it before."
"… Are you looking down on me?"
"No!"
Jiang He frowned, feeling that something was amiss. "What are you eating? Didn't you say it's food? "
"Yes, food is what can fill one's stomach." Xu Qing took the hamburger and explained to her. "This is called hamburger … Hey!"
Bang!
The cola on the table was knocked over by his elbow and fell to the floor. The brown liquid sizzled and bubbled on the floor.
Both of them looked at it and the room fell into a strange silence.
"…"
"…"
Clang!
"F * ck, it's a misunderstanding!"
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