You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 152 Weiwei

That hopeful look touched Changqing's heart.

Then he smiled and said, "The medicine is very good. I want all of it. How much is it?"

The expectation in the girl's eyes seemed to take root, growing rapidly, branching out, spreading leaves, and bearing flowers.

The light shining from those clear eyes instantly made the afterglow of the setting sun become a backdrop.

"Sixty copper coins!" the girl said timidly.

The little girl was afraid that the price was too high and the person in front of her would not buy it. After thinking for a while, she said, "Brother, since you bought them all, I'll just charge you fifty copper coins!!".

In a flash of light, Chang Qing produced a tael of silver in his hand, ready to hand it to the girl, saying, "No need to change. The rest is our destiny, so I'll give it to you."

Although the girl was very surprised at the silver that Chang Qing had conjured out of thin air, she still shook her head and said, "My mother told me that it is better to have no money than to have too much."

The girl was very stubborn and refused to accept it no matter how Chang Qing tried to persuade her.

Chang Qing was helpless. He turned around and whispered a few words to Jie Xinyu behind him, and Jie Xinyu turned around and left.

The little girl carefully packed the herbs for Changqing.

After a while, Jie Xinyu came back with dozens of broken coins in his hand, as well as a string of candied haws and a few brown candies.

Changqing picked up the herbs and turned to leave.

Jie Xinyu quickly stuffed the candied haws, sugar cubes and fifty copper coins into the little girl's hands.

Following Changqing's footsteps, the little girl left quickly. She didn't even have time to say no. She stared blankly at the thing in her hand and wanted to chase after them, but when she looked up again, there was no trace of the two of them.

As for why Chang Qing asked Jie Xinyu to buy candied haws and candies?

When Chang Qing was chatting with the girl, he found that the little girl's eyes kept lingering on the candied haws in his hand. He secretly swallowed his saliva several times, but he always held back and turned his head away from looking at the candied haws that seemed to have a fatal attraction.

On the path in the forest, Xie Xinyu looked at the figure in front of him with a trace of pity, and murmured: "This child's life must be very hard!"

Changqing pondered for a while, nodded, and shook his head.

"Maybe in our opinion the little girl's life is indeed very bitter, but for her, there may still be hope in life. Hope is that little bit of sweetness that prevents people from despairing of life." Chang Qing said softly.

Xie Xinyu watched the figure gradually lengthening in the sunset and chased after him and said, "Senior Brother Changqing is a good man!"

"Let's go, it's time to cook dinner~" Changqing didn't respond and strode towards the mountain.

Changqing's craftsmanship has always been very good. Several disciples who originally had a lot of opinions about Changqing were gradually conquered by Changqing's craftsmanship. Although they still looked unconvinced, they became much more friendly.

However, several days had passed and there was still no clue about the evil group, which made everyone's morale a little low.

Changqing went to the market every day these days, mainly to chat with the little girl. After a few visits, he became familiar with the little girl.

Every time they met, the little girl greeted Changqing enthusiastically and shared with him the interesting things that happened during the process of picking herbs. Changqing squatted beside them and listened quietly, never interrupting.

After a few days, Changqing learned the girl's nickname - Weiwei.

Weiwei is very hardworking. Through chatting, I learned that Weiwei picks herbs to sell every day in order to take care of her frail mother.

"Why does Weiwei always set up her stall at the edge of the market? Wouldn't it be easier to sell if she set up a stall in the middle of the market?" Chang Qing squatted beside Weiwei and asked the question in his mind.

"The stalls at the outermost edge don't charge any stall fees. This way we can save some money to buy an extra dose of medicine so that mother can get better sooner." Weiwei said softly while drawing circles on the ground with a branch.

"Weiwei, where is your father?" Seeing that Weiwei had been talking about her mother with Changqing, Changqing asked curiously about Weiwei's father.

The little girl's face darkened, and her voice was not much louder than a mosquito's, but she drew circles with a lot more force.

"She died the year I was born. The elders in the village said that Weiwei had brought death to my father and even caused my mother to become seriously ill. The villagers have always wanted to drive Weiwei out and not allow her peers in the village to play with her."

Weiwei raised her head, held back the tears in her eyes, and said with a smile that was uglier than crying:

"However, big brother is taking care of Weiwei's business and is willing to talk to Weiwei. Weiwei is already very satisfied and feels very happy."

Chang Qing's heart skipped a beat for some reason. Looking at the little girl in front of him who was pretending to be strong, a sense of sadness appeared on the tip of his nose.

"Weiwei, it's still early. Do you want to play a game called 'hopscotch'?" Chang Qing stood up and said.

"Hopscotch?" Weiwei asked curiously.

"It's a small game from my hometown, it's very simple." Chang Qing picked up a branch and began to draw squares on the ground.

After Changqing's demonstration, the little girl also played happily, and her laughter lingered at the end of the market.

As the sunlight gradually turned yellow, it was time for Changqing and Weiwei to part.

Changqing took out a talisman paper with symbols drawn on it and handed it to Weiwei, saying it was a lucky charm that could ensure that Weiwei's mother's illness would get better soon.

"Really?" Weiwei raised her head with excitement in her eyes.

Chang Qing patted his chest and said, "Of course! Don't forget that big brother is an immortal!"

Chang Qing then took out some silver and gave it to Weiwei, saying that he was about to leave and that the money was a loan and would need to be repaid later, but there was no rush now. He told Weiwei to use it with confidence, and only then did Weiwei reluctantly accept it.

The two played hopscotch one last time, then walked off in different directions amid the laughter of the sunset.

The patrols during these days did not reveal any evil cultivators, nor did they find any more villages being massacred, so everyone felt that they should change their approach.

Everyone decided to go to the imperial capital of the Feiyu Dynasty to rest and look for any other news.

On the flying sword, Chang Qing looked towards the direction of the market and said inwardly, "Take care."

Disappeared into the distance with everyone else.

After getting her medicine from the pharmacy, Weiwei walked back to the village along the road. It was just getting dark.

There were no villagers on the village road at night. The silvery moonlight was shining, and a cool breeze was blowing, which was very comfortable.

The little girl hummed a song she had heard from somewhere and skipped towards a slightly dilapidated thatched house not far away.

When passing by the windows of some villagers, the singing came in through the windows, and then she heard a few curses coming from the window, which made the little girl pause. She pinched the talisman paper in her pocket, pursed her lips, and shook her head, as if she could forget the unpleasantness, but the singing stopped.

As if sensing the little girl's return, the faint candlelight in the thatched hut lit up, welcoming her back.

Soon the aroma of medicine wafted out, setting off the night and adding a touch of tranquility.

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