Chapter 2 Broken Temple Meets Old Man

Su Siman put out the fire, shrank behind the Buddha statue, and did not dare to move.

listened to the chatter of the people outside. Su Siman heard that there were indeed several men's voices, but she didn't understand a word of what they were talking about. The rough and heroic voice seemed to be somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

Several men entered the ruined temple and began to walk around, as if they wanted to find a place to settle down.

After listening for a while, Su Siman was sure that there should be three people who came in. Their rough and heroic conversation made her feel a little scared. These people must be reckless. Just now, she heard the sound of metal wiping the ground. They seemed to be still armed, and it is very likely that they can still be able to do martial arts. Su Siman couldn't help trembling after shrinking in the Buddha statue. Shouldn't he meet a mountain thief or a robber?!

It's not right to think about it. Who would rob this wilderness? Su Siman couldn't help laughing at himself. Look at this head show, which must have been frozen by the wind and snow. She quickly turned her brain and was obviously unable to avoid it. After a while, she would have to be seen by them. I'm also a rush. If you rest here, you might as well make friends.

After thinking about it, Su Siman stood up and came out from behind the Buddha statue.

The man who was standing in front of the Buddha statue and looking at the mottled Buddha suddenly saw the Buddha statue and turned out. He seemed to be shocked and stared at the direction of the sound. Almost at the same moment when she appeared, he showed his weapon - a golden machete.

The man held the machete high and was facing Su Siman's head. She thought that as long as she dared to move again, her brain would burst.

Su Siman was also scared to death by his behavior. He subconsciously raised his hands in front of him and shouted in a panic: "Don't kill me! I mean no harm!"

The rest of the people couldn't help turning their heads and looking over when they heard Susman's shrill cry.

"It turned out to be a woman." One of them said that there was no expression on his bearded face.

"How can there be women here?" The other one is also full of shame.

Another person looked at Su Siman in surprise. It turned out that there were four, not three, and one of them had not spoken, so Su Siman didn't notice it before. Su Siman also looked at the man, and was even more surprised that it was Uncle Fairy. No wonder Su Siman felt familiar when he saw the beard with a machete. At this time, he remembered that he had seen it before in the Yunzhong Pavilion Restaurant in Daliangcheng.

Uncle Fairy said a few words to the beard, and then the beard put away the machete in his hand.

"The princess was shocked." Uncle Xianjizi saluted Su Siman with his fist and said in an unauthentic Central Plains words.

Su Siman was surprised again that he knew her previous identity! She realized that the tourmaline was right, and the person in front of her was indeed not simple! The origin and identity are very much to be investigated. Previously, she only thought he was a fairy, and she really underestimated him.

"I'm afraid the uncle is the wrong person." Su Siman stabilized his mind and tried to calm down what he said.

Uncle Xianji smiled and didn't seem to be entangled with this problem. He kicked a few sparse hay scattered on the ground when he held the straw before, and said a few words to the beard. The beard threw the machete in his hand to him. He reached the hay to one place and moved the hay to the left corner of the broken temple and laid it. There is nothing to ask for in the broken temple, and everything can be done.

The other three reckless men did not go to help. They just kept looking at Su Siman and muttering about the hot fairy. They obviously had no impression of her. Yes, at that time, she was very elegant, not too fat, and looked okay, unlike now. Although she was not wearing rags and rotten shirts, she was also very ordinary materials, not very fastidious.

Because he met the Turks last time on the emperor's birthday, Su Siman dared to make sure that the four outsiders were all Turks this time. Although they dressed up as Central Plains, they still couldn't hide the rough and heroic of the grassland people. However, it is also strange that the Turks did something in the run, and they didn't look like businessmen.

Su Siman was embarrassed by those Turks and had to smile. She is not worried that they will have any obscene ideas about her, because her overall appearance is very safe at present, and it is unlikely to arouse men's interest. In addition, the weather is so cold, who has the intention to think about it? However, on the safe point, she still can't let them see your beautiful appearance. So Su Siman returned and grabbed a handful of warm dust in the small fire that had just been extinguished by her, put the burden of gold in his arms, and then crept out of the broken temple. Before going out, he smiled obediently at several people: "I'll go out first, and you can do it yourself."

It was already dark outside. As soon as I left the temple door, I faintly saw Qingran coming back with a large handful of firewood in the wind and snow.

Seeing the master welcoming him outside, Qing Ran was a little frightened and ran up from afar and said eagerly, "Miss, go back quickly. It's cold outside!"

"It doesn't matter." Su Siman greeted him with a smile.

"Why did Miss come out?" Before arriving, Qingran asked with a little gasp, and his face was a little reproach, "It's the maidservant who has been there for too long to return the princess... Er, it's the lady who is worried..."

"No, don't think too much about it. Not long after you went out, a few more people came to the ruined temple. I was afraid that they would hit you and waited for you outside. Come on, I'll wipe it for you." Su Siman said and touched Qingran's face a few times after grabbing a ball of snowy, wet and cold hands, and then smeared the black dust in the other hand on Qingran's red face. Looking at it, Su Siman couldn't help laughing. A good little beauty was harmed by her into a little cat. Su Siman was very satisfied with this effect. He sprinkled the remaining black ash in his hand. As soon as the wind blew, the white snow under his feet was covered with a sparse layer of black spots. Su Siman squatted down and grabbed a ball of snow and washed her hands well. Some black dust stuck in her nails could not be removed. It looked disgusting, but she was reluctant to let Qing dye in the cold wind to accompany her, so she had to give up.

Approaching the broken temple, Su Siman found that the originally crooked window on the right side of the broken temple had disappeared. After entering, she found that it had been unloaded as firewood by the four-person group. They have made a lot of fire in the ruined temple and have set up shelves to bake things. Maybe it hasn't been baked for a long time, but Su Siman didn't smell the aroma. I really don't know when they played the game?

The master and servant were about to walk to their base when they saw Uncle Fairy wave to them: "Come and make a fire together. We have a lot of food here. You all come." Well, although the Central Plains dialect is not very smooth, this warm-hearted listening is really heartwarming.

Qingran looked at his master and Su Siman nodded. Before the two walked there, there was a smell of roast chicken, which made Su Siman, who had been eating dry food for a day, suddenly have a physiological reaction - drooling. To put it elegantly, the phenomenon of her tongue is more serious now. The burning of hunger made her a little uncomfortable, so more saliva filled her mouth. She looked at the fat pheasants and fat hares that had been roasted a little golden and swallowed her saliva.

Qing Ran put the firewood next to the fire, and Su Siman and she went outside to clean their hands again. After returning to the Buddha statue, Qingran took six large cakes from the package, just one for each.

This meal really made Su Siman feel that it was more delicious than the delicacies in the palace. Several people ate big cakes with chicken and rabbit meat, which was very pleasant.

"Uncle, what's your name?" Su Siman asked Uncle Fairy while nibbling the chicken leg. Among the four people, he talked to her more, and the other three only cared about the big pieces and didn't have the heart to talk at all.

"Just call me Uncle Zhang." Uncle Fairy replied with a smile.

"Oh, do you Turks also have the surname Zhang?" Susmanqidao.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. His name is Herza, my name is Gahezhe, we are two cousins, and I'm his eldest brother." The beard pulled off a piece of chicken wings and chewed a big bite. It was vague, coupled with a foreign accent, which was even more vague. Fortunately, Su Siman also understood, "These two are our brothers, Zamuhe and Tuo Dai."

As soon as the beard finished speaking, Herza stabbed him in the back quietly. The beard grinned, and the steel needle-like beard trembled and continued to chew the chicken wings in his mouth. He swallowed his stomach in twos and twos. He wiped his mouth, looked at Su Siman and asked, "What's your little child's name? Why don't you introduce it yourself?"

"Me?" Su Siman laughed twice and was thinking about what to say. She didn't plan to use the name Chu Hongxing again when she left the palace this time. The crown princess of the State of Liang had died in the fire. There was no more Chu Hongxing in the world, only Su Siman. But Herza just called her the crown princess, and obviously she has recognized her. How can she introduce herself? She has seen that these bearded people are straightforward and don't seem to be bad. If she blindly avoids answering, she is afraid that it will annoy them and make them feel that the Central Plains are stingy, which is really difficult.

"Just call me Su Siman. This is my girl, her name is Qingqing."

Sure enough, Su Siman's words fell, and Herza looked at her in surprise, with some doubts on his face. After a long time, he said, "You are obviously the crown princess of the State of Liang."

"Uncle Herza, you must have recognized the wrong person. Do you think I look like a crown princess like this?" Su Siman pointed to the cumbersome wear on his body and spread out his hands helplessly. "Besides, if I were that princess, how could you meet me in the broken temple? Maybe I look a little like that concubine, so you mistook me for her.

Helza touched his beard and quietly looked down Su Siman all over his body. His eyes were still a little doubtful, but he didn't say anything more.

Su Siman is not sure whether he has been fooled. He just wants to change the topic quickly and turn his head to ask the bearded Jia Hezhe, "Uncle, what are you going to do in the Central Plains?"

The beard was full of interest, patted his chest, and said in his loud voice, "We are looking for..."

"Cough--" Herza coughed a few times.

The beard opened his mouth and finally closed his mouth with no interest.

"The weather is so bad that it's freezing." Su Siman pretended not to notice their interaction, pulled the fire and added a firewood.

"What is this? There are more colder times than this in our place. Baby, if you come to our place, you won't know what cold is. Jiahezhe laughed, and his eyes were very soft in a pair of fierce copper bells.

"Then I won't go. It's too cold to stand it. Uncle, how come you have come to such a shabby place?

"We are going to the south."

"What a coincidence, we also want to take the south. Can we make a company with you?" Su Siman asked. If you can travel with these Turks along the way, you won't be afraid to meet mountain robbers and bandits. And these Turks don't look like bad people.

"Good."

The beard smiled cheerfully, and the other people didn't say anything. Su Siman couldn't help secretly having fun when they acquiesced.

In the evening, the four Turks chatted for a long time. Su Siman didn't understand their conversation, and of course, he didn't pay attention to it.