It was a woman with her back to Su Moyu. She was wearing patched clothes. Her back was a little hunched. Her left foot was curled up and could not be straightened. She seemed to be a lame man.
Su Moyu shouted behind her twice, but she didn't pay attention to herself. Su Moyu slowly got up and walked around to the front of the man. When his eyes were opposite, he startled both of them.
The woman is not old, or should be called a girl. She looks 14 or 15 at most, but her appearance is a little ugly.
In addition to the hunchback and lameness, the girl had some problems with one eye. It narrowed into a slit and could vaguely see the whites of her eyes. Although the other eye was open, it had serious strabismus.
The most important thing is that from the girl's forehead to her chin, she was covered with scabies and dermatophytes. It was oily and uncomfortable.
Su Moyu was frightened and stepped back a little, but he felt that it seemed impolite to do so, so he stood still and arched his hands and said, "who are you?"
The girl looked a little nervous. When she saw Su Moyu asking, she hurriedly waved her hands and retreated, and her mouth purred from time to time.
Su Moyu knew it clearly. He was busy making gestures and asked, "can't you speak?"
The girl nodded again and again, then pointed to her ears and waved her hand.
Su Moyu asked again, "can't you hear me?"
The girl nodded again, then pointed to Su Moyu's lips and her eyes.
Su Moyu said, "you mean, you can lip talk and understand what I say?"
The girl nodded again.
Su Moyu thought and said, "then I ask you, what are you doing here?"
The girl hurried around and opened a rag covered on a corner of the earth Kang. Under the rag, a bowl of hot soup and two steamed buns were placed there.
Su Moyu said suspiciously, "give it to me?"
The girl nodded busily.
Su Moyu suddenly remembered the steamed bread last night and asked, "you were the one who sent me food yesterday?"
The girl nodded again, and then took out two empty porcelain bowls from her arms.
Su Moyu's heart was warm, and he had a little favor for the girl. He arched his hands and said, "thank you!"
The girl was used to being bullied. No one ever spoke politely to her, let alone thanked her. Seeing Su Moyu like this, she was stunned and didn't know what to do. After half a day, she turned around and grabbed the door, but she was stunned.
But as soon as she went out, she heard a reprimand outside the door. Su Moyu heard the sound familiar, and hurried out with Deng Yulang. She saw Deng Yulang standing in the yard of Guizi room, and the girl standing opposite him trembling.
"Aren't you blind in that eye? How can you walk without looking at it? If you bump into me again, believe it or not, I'll take out the rest of your eyes?"
The girl nodded and trembled, but she couldn't plead and didn't dare to run away.
"Go away!" Deng Yulang frowned and waved. If the girl was granted amnesty, she escaped from the yard.
Su Moyu felt uncomfortable, but where did he dare to offend Deng Yulang? He had already gathered together with a smiling face and asked, "brother, you got up so early!"
Deng Yulang glared at him and said, "don't talk to me. Master Cheng told me yesterday to take you to get familiar with your work today. Let's go quickly. I have something else to do later."
Su Moyu didn't dare to neglect. He went back to the house, put two steamed buns in his arms, and went with Deng Yulang to the front of the mountain.
Along the way, Su Moyu always thought about the disabled girl just now. Seeing that Deng Yulang seemed in a good mood, he leaned over and asked, "brother Deng, who was that man just now?"
Deng Yulang was stunned and said, "which one?" after pausing for a moment, he remembered the girl and said: "You say she is also from our factotum hall. She is a child picked up by Chengxian teacher from the foot of the mountain 12 years ago. She is born disabled, can't speak or listen, has bad eyes and legs. Everyone habitually calls her dumb. Just follow her."
Su Moyu nodded and carefully remembered it in his heart, but Deng Yulang sneered and said, "boy, leave some brain to remember what to remember. It seems that such irrelevant little things are unnecessary to know."
Su Moyu disagreed, but he dared not disobey at all. He quickly whispered, "brother, can you tell me something about our family?"
Deng Yulang pondered for a long time and said, "you should know that this mountain is called Tianjian mountain and the sect gate is called xuanjian sect?"
Su Moyu nodded and said, "I don't know."
Deng Yulang added: "Tianjian mountain is huge. Besides the main peak at our feet, there are five subordinate peaks nearby. In addition, there is a big valley in the north of the mountain, which is divided into seven streams. The main peak is first-class, called xuanjian stream. The leaders of all dynasties come from this first-class, and the important sects, including library, sword dance garden and sacrificial tower, are all on the main peak. Therefore, people from other schools come to the main peak almost every day The peak is here. "
Su Moyu wrote it down in his heart and asked, "brother Deng, what are the other six schools?"
Deng Yulang broke his finger and said, "there are many first-class disciples on the Oriental Yanyun peak, and the peak master of Yanyun peak is also a great figure. Therefore, in the whole xuanjian sect, in addition to the first-class main peak, the Tianjian stream is the strongest."
"The mountain peak in the southeast is called guanyue peak, which is where the cold sword flows. Although there are not many people in this vein, most of them are elites. If you meet them, you should be careful."
"There is yanjianliu on Shanyang peak in the southwest. Some changes in the past have led to the loss of members of the first and second generations, and the disciples of the third generation are mixed, so it is a relatively weak school."
"There is a stream of heart swords on Lingtai peak in the West. It is said that since its inception, the disciples of the school have never exceeded double digits. Now, counting the members of the whole three generations, they are only eight people, but although the number is small, they are all excellent players. Any one of them is also a leader among their peers."
Speaking of this, Deng Yulang kept silent and walked forward. Su Moyu followed him closely. After waiting for a long time, he asked aloud, "brother Deng, there are still two streams?"
Deng Yulang sighed and said, "those two streams have been broken so far, so it's okay not to mention them."
Su Moyu went to Deng Yulang's side and said with a smile, "brother Deng, just talk about it."
Deng Yulang was annoyed by Su Mo and Yu Shi, so he pointed to the north and said, "this is the Shengtian peak thirty miles to the north. It is the most remote one among the seven streams, but it has been abandoned. I don't know how long. I haven't heard of anyone there since I went up the mountain forty years ago, but there are records about it in the sacrificial tower. I vaguely remember that it should be called lingjianliu."
"As for the genre in that big valley, I don't want to say. You'd better not ask, because it's a taboo in xuanjian sect, especially in our factotum hall. You'd better not even think about it!"