Chapter 3822 Take Your Horse and Get Out

The child wants to chase it, but he doesn’t know where he is going. Besides, it would be troublesome to meet the man's accomplices so late at night.

The child had no choice but to return to the ruined temple first.

But they saw the scholar in white still lying on the haystack, sleeping soundly, and the taro in the fire was scattered everywhere during the fight.

"You are so heartless that you sleep like a dead pig!"

The child glared at the scholar and found a clean place to sit down.

Because he was exhausted, he had no time to take care of his soaked clothes.

Fortunately, Mo Tuan was smart and silently came over, leaned against her and gave her warmth.

The tired, hungry and sad child fell asleep in a daze.

The sky was slightly bright. She opened her eyes and felt warm all over her body. It turned out that the fire had moved to her side at some point.

The child looked across and saw that the scholar in white was also yawning, as if he had just woken up.

When he saw several corpses piled at the door, he was so frightened that he shouted: "It's murder!"

"What's the ghost's name?" The child frowned, "Such a big man has as much courage as a needle. Why don't you go home as soon as possible instead of running around outside?"

When the scholar saw the child, he couldn't help but smile and said: "It's human nature to be afraid. Who can be as fierce as a girl? Hey, why did my fire get to you? And my taros!"

He yelled and picked up the taro, then looked at the child, "Okay, I understand, it must be you, a fierce girl who couldn't help but come to snatch my taro!"

The child was so angry and funny that he kicked the taro away: "Who cares about your taro!"

She stood up, held Mo Tuan in hand, and walked out.

"Hey, there's a steamed bun here... Beiyu, here it is for you."

The child reached out and touched it, but the bun in his arms was gone.

She turned around suddenly and saw the scholar holding a steamed bun and putting it into his black horse's mouth.

That's exactly what Cauliflower left her.

The child's anger is no small matter.

She yelled, ran over and grabbed the bun, and raised her hand to slap the scholar.

He raised his hand into the air, but stopped.

The scholar's face looked like snow, and his eyes were innocent.

never mind.

He is just an ignorant person.

The child put down his hand, looked at the steamed buns, and said coldly: "Take your horse and get out."

The scholar looked at her strangely and asked, "Girl is alone, where are you going?"

"Where I go has nothing to do with you. However, since you are also a scholar, I tell you that there are two groups of evil people nearby. You'd better take a detour. If you are caught by them, you will never come back."

"Is it so scary?" The scholar looked at the corpses piled up at the door, "Young girl is so good at martial arts, why don't we walk together?"

"I don't like carrying baggage."

"I can pay for it."

"You want me to be your bodyguard?" The child laughed angrily, "It's a miracle that you, an ignorant and timid scholar like you, can survive until now by running around alone."

The scholar smiled and said: "It seems that I am lucky."

"You can take care of yourself!"

The children put away the steamed buns, held the ink balls, and walked out of the ruined temple.

Seeing the body on the ground, the child thought about what happened last night and couldn't help but wonder.

Originally, she alone could not defeat the siege of two men in robes, but at the critical moment, someone obviously came to help her. But when she killed the last person, that person stopped her again.

Why kill one person and let another go?

This left the child puzzled and unable to figure out whether the person who took action secretly was an enemy or a friend.