Jiujiu's question immediately stopped the discussion. The female ghost's face was a little more, which can be called Zhongzheng and nostalgic. For a long time, just when Jiujiu thought that the female ghost would not answer himself, the female ghost opened his mouth, "it's a scholar in our village. He told me that it's good in the capital. The people there have good clothes and food, and the road under their feet is paved with gold."

"He also said he would come back to marry you when he was in high school?"

Don't think Jiujiu knows what the scholar said later.

When Jiujiu said her next sentence, the female ghost was stunned again and sighed faintly, "it's a pity that I'm dead."

"Has he come back?" asked Jiujiu.

The female ghost was silent for a long time and spoke slowly, "No."

The scholar has left here for more than ten years. In these ten years, in addition to revenge, she wants to see the scholar again. However, year by year, ten years have passed, more than ten years have passed, she has seen countless people, but she has never seen the scholar come back.

If it were not for the occasional mention of the scholar's name in the village, she would think that the scholar was an imaginary image of herself.

At first, the female ghost thought that the scholar might be lying to herself, but later, she thought that the scholar probably didn't pass the exam and didn't have the face to come back.

Seeing the female ghost's reaction, Jiujiu knew why the female ghost was not frightened.

Her heart still has obsession. Even because the village head and Zhu Laosan died, that little beautiful memory is more precious, and she wants to see the scholar who gives her a good feeling more and more.

No wonder she was able to condense the entity when she saw the female Ghost this time. I see.

After Jiujiu sighed at the infatuated woman and the heartless man, he raised his hand and touched the female ghost's head and said, "when we get to the capital, shall we help you find the scholar?"

Jiujiu swore that after she said this, she saw a suspected shy look on the ghost's face.

Jiujiu sighed and sighed about the spoony girl's infatuation. Then she opened the curtain, looked at the breeze driving the car and said, "breeze, when we get to the capital, shall we get married?"

Qingfeng's relaxed body contracted instantly, and his eyes dodged when he looked at Jiujiu. Qingfeng said while driving the horse, "I want to find my parents first."

"What do you want to do with your parents?" when she heard that Qingfeng wanted to find his parents, Jiujiu became nervous. Jiujiu moved and sat next to Qingfeng, looked at Qingfeng's side face and said, "if your parents see your bare brain, they will be absolutely angry. You'd better marry me first."

The only proof that Qingfeng can find his parents is the jade pendant given to him when his master passed away.

He only saw the jade pendant twice and was robbed by Jiu Jiu. Until now, he hasn't returned it to him. Therefore, Qingfeng has no way to guess the identity of his parents through the jade pendant. At the moment, hearing Jiu Jiu mention his parents, Qingfeng will be angry. Qingfeng directly stopped the carriage, looked at Jiu Jiu sideways and asked nervously, "Jiu Jiu Jiu, do you know who my parents are?"

Because I want to know too much, Qingfeng's face is full of eagerness, holding Jiujiu's arm and making constant efforts, so that Jiujiu's eyebrows are wrinkled together.

Jiuyi lifted Qingfeng's hand holding her shoulder, rubbed his arm and said to Qingfeng, "I know what I can do, I don't know what I can do. Anyway, your parents must be very angry when they see your light head."

"Why?"

Qingfeng was puzzled.

Shouldn't normal parents be happy to see their children return safely?

Why does Jiujiu say that her parents will be very angry when they see her coming back.

"Because they can't afford to lose this person." Jiujiu looked at Qingfeng with pity in her eyes, raised her hand, touched Qingfeng's bald forehead again, and said, "listen to me, if you want to recognize your parents, store your hair."

Because Jiujiu said that he would be despised by his parents, Qingfeng's mood was particularly low.

Feeling Qingfeng's low mood, Jiuyi hugged Qingfeng's arm and rubbed his small head on Qingfeng's shoulder. "Moreover, I like to see you have hair. You must be more handsome than pan an."

Jiujiu's soft appearance eased Qingfeng's originally low mood.

Qingfeng pulled at the corners of his mouth, "I'm just a little monk. How can I compare with Pan an."

Pan an is the most handsome man in history. What can he compare with Pan an, a poor little monk.

Jiujiu hugged Qingfeng's arm, smiled and continued to act like a spoiled girl, "Pan an is the most handsome man in history. Yes, but in my heart, Qingfeng, you are the most handsome man in the world, and the person I want to marry is you."

Jiujiu's sweet words are like the sweetest honey in the world, which makes the bitter breeze in the heart open a sweet flower in an instant.

Qingfeng looked down at Jiujiu's soft little face, and the corners of his mouth slightly stirred up, driving the horse forward again.

Looking at Jiujiu holding Qingfeng, her arms are soft and coquettish, the female ghost left the corners of her mouth.

Obviously, the heart is extremely cruel, but the appearance is delicate and soft. Indeed, people can't judge their appearance.

Because it was already the afternoon when they walked from the town, they could only sleep out in the evening.

Qingfeng wants to sleep outside the carriage to watch the night, but she is directly hugged by Jiujiu and forced to press her arm on the carriage.

"It's so cold outside that you will get sick when you sleep outside. If you get sick, who drives the carriage and takes care of my daily life?"

Jiujiu's eloquent appearance made Qingfeng speechless in an instant.

Although Jiujiu is thinking of himself, Qingfeng knows that Jiujiu is thinking of himself.

Qingfeng pushed away Jiujiu, hugged her, looked at Jiujiu and said, "Jiujiu, men and women are different. It's bad for you to stay together?"

"It's not good for my reputation that you're gone."

Looking at Qingfeng's move to get off, Jiujiu blinked and blinked, and tears fell in an instant. Jiujiu looked at Qingfeng with a lonely look and said in her throat, "In the village, you've slept with me, but now you want to get rid of the relationship. I know that your men don't have a good thing and give up all the time. You must be true. Your identity is great. You're going to marry a girl from a rich family in the future, so you dislike it like this, right?"

After Jiujiu finished, he took out a pair of scissors directly from the dark box of the carriage, looked at Qingfeng and said, "since you don't want to marry me, what's the meaning of my life? It's better to die and come clean."

Jiujiu said that she would tie the scissors around her neck.

Qingfeng, who had already come to the entrance of the carriage, saw Jiujiu's suicide. He was frightened and his heart stopped suddenly. He held Jiujiu's arm like lightning, beat Jiujiu's scissors behind, quickly threw them outside the carriage, and said seriously, "what are you doing?"