The prince is very fierce

The setting sun hangs on the top of the mountain, and the canyon is dyed with a light golden color against the setting sun.

In the kitchen, Xu Buling hung the freshly caught fish on the window. It could be preserved for some time in the cold winter. As long as he eats fish in these ten days, the food problem will be solved.

We have found a fish nest today and expect to catch a lot of fish tomorrow. The dry food he brought was only enough to fill his stomach. Xu Buring still took a fish, took out firewood and a small stool from the kitchen, and piled them on the courtyard dam. He lit a fire near the melon stand, used wooden sticks to thread the fish and roasted it on the fire. Then he sat in front of him, holding a log and carefully cutting it with his sword. With Xu Buling's martial arts, it was easy to carve out a bowl.

The burning bonfire made a soft "pop" sound, echoing the loom in the house. The aroma of grilled fish spread quickly, and the puppy in the house must have smelled it. It pulled open the wooden door behind the door and let out a "woohoo~" sound.

As it grew dark, the light in the room was probably too dark, and the loom stopped.

After a moment of silence in the main room, the door opened, and the black dog jumped out and ran to the bonfire. At this time, he was no longer afraid of Xu's orders. He stared at the grilled fish and drooled. It was obvious that the food he usually ate was not good. .

Xu Buling thought for a while and turned his head to look at the main room: "Girl, are you hungry? I will catch more fish tomorrow. The fire is lit, so I can grill two more."

The little village girl stood inside the door. After looking at it for a few times, she slowly walked out:

"I bake it myself. One strip is enough for me and it."

Then he walked into the kitchen, took down a fish, tied it with a stick, walked to the opposite side of the fire, and held the stick in both hands to grill it seriously.

Xu Buling was cutting wood and looked up. He felt that it was a bit strange to stand so stupidly, so he dragged the lounge chair under the melon stand over:

"Sit back and bake."

The little village girl didn't refuse. She walked to the deck chair, turned the deck chair half a turn, with the back of the chair facing Xu Buling, then lay on it, stretched out the wooden stick to grill the fish, and swayed leisurely.

Seeing this, Xu Buling shook his head and smiled. He has always judged people very accurately, and his behavior and thoughts can be traced. He can basically understand their personality and temper in just a few sentences. But this little village girl made him a little confused. She always felt like a retard, and her words and actions were abnormal, but when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with her. She was just weird anyway.

The black dog squatted in the middle, and the two were silent for a moment.

Xu Bu Ling thought for a while and then spoke first:

"Girl, why do you live alone in this deep mountain and forest?"

The little village girl rocked the recliner and said in a not very polite tone: "I want to live here, so I'll live here."

"Uh... look at the oil, salt and utensils in the kitchen. You haven't lived here since you were a child. Did your family bring them to you, or did you go out and buy them yourself?"

"You talk too much. I don't like talking."

"..."

Xu Bu Ling nodded, sighed softly, and shut up silently.

Soon, the red sun completely sank on the top of the mountain, the sky and the earth turned completely dark, the sky was clear and snowy, the sky was full of stars and a crescent moon hung in the sky.

Xu Buling raised his head and realized that the beauty in the canyon was a bit dreamy, so he secretly pinched himself to make sure he was not floating in the river and passed out. He was already on his deathbed and was in a hallucination.

The little village girl was also looking at the starry sky. After a long time, she suddenly stretched out her grilled fish and pointed to a very bright star in the west:

"Hey, do you know what that star is called?"

Xu Buling raised his head and glanced: "There is Qiming in the east and Chang Geng in the west. It should be the Chang Geng star."

The little village girl poked her eyes out from the side of the chair, looking slightly surprised:

"Have you read the Book of Songs?"

Xu Buling had already seen from her words and deeds that this little village girl was not a country fool. At this time, it seemed that she had probably read a lot of books. He nodded: "The Four Books and Five Classics are required courses, so I have naturally read them."

"Then can you compose poetry?"

Xu Buring blinked, shook his head and chuckled: "I don't know how to write poems, but I have memorized quite a few."

The little village girl seemed to be very interested in this. She turned her chair half a circle, held the grilled fish in both hands, sat with her elbows on her knees, and tilted her head to look at it carefully:

"Which ones have you memorized? Let me see if you remember correctly."

Xu Buling was a little amused. He thought for a moment and looked at the thousands of peach trees outside the fence that stretched to the end of his field of vision:

"Hmm... Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Temple..."

As soon as she read these two sentences, the little village girl frowned and shook the grilled fish:

"You don't have this poem, you're lying."

Xu Buling naturally knew that there was no such poem, and he explained softly: "In the past two years, a talented man from the south of the Yangtze River just wrote it. It has become popular all over the country and is very famous. It is normal for girls here not to care about the outside world. It is normal for them not to have heard of it. "

The little village girl's character was indeed different from others, so she asked the question: "Who wrote it?"

"Uh... Tang Yin and Tang Bohu, a talented man from Wuxian County, Suzhou."

"You lied, there is no such person in Suzhou."

Xu Buling naturally knew that there was no such person, and even if there was, it would take hundreds of years for him to be born. It seems that this girl has not been ignorant of world affairs since she was a child, and is quite familiar with the outside world. He could only continue to explain:

"It has just become famous, so it's normal for girls not to have heard of it."

"Who is Tang Yin's father? Who did he study under?"

"..."

This question obviously confused Xu Buling. In this world, it is very important to respect teachers. As long as you are a scholar, you will inevitably say "teacher so-and-so" when introducing yourself to show respect for your teacher. Famous talents are more So true.

For others, just like in Jianghu, they think a hero is very powerful, and the first thing they ask is, 'Who taught such a powerful apprentice? ’ Since he has memorized other people’s poems, how could he not even know these things?

Xu Buling hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Tang Yin was born in a poor family and was self-taught. I have never heard about his family."

The little village girl frowned slightly, obviously not believing it. She shook her head and said, "You, like everyone else, like to lie. That's all, just memorize poetry."

Xu Buling looked a little helpless and continued: "...the Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms in exchange for wine money..."

The stars are like the sea, and the night fire is quiet.

Xu Buling was whittling a wooden bowl and reciting peach blossom poems in a calm voice.

After listening to a few words, the little village girl propped her chin up with her hands and placed her elbows on the armrests of the recliner, looking at her seriously.

After reading a poem, Xu Buling smiled a little:

"how?"

"Very good. Why did you read this poem to me?"

"It's so emotional."

Xu Buring smiled, turned his head to look at the hundreds of saplings outside the fence, and asked:

“What’s the girl doing planting so many peach trees?”

The little village girl thought for a while and said seriously: "Pick peach blossoms in exchange for wine money."? ?

Xu Buling looked at the deserted mountains and fields dozens of miles around:

"How can you change if you don't go out?"

"It will bloom in February or March next year. Just pick it and change it. It's not like I don't have legs."

Xu Buling was speechless. He felt that he and this little village girl were not on the same channel, so he had to change his question:

"What did the girl do planting peach trees before?"

The little village girl's answer was still straightforward: "The peach blossoms are beautiful."

"All right……"

Xu Bu Ling nodded.

The fish is gradually grilled and the aroma is fragrant. Xu Buling baked it first, so naturally it was ready first. He immediately pulled out the wooden stick stuck in the ground and handed it to the little village girl:

"You eat first, and I'll peel the bowl first."

The little village girl took a look, took out a handkerchief from her arms, wrapped it in a wooden stick and took it. Then she turned the lounge chair around, with her back to Xu Buling, and started eating grilled fish with her head down. The little black dog also lay down in front of her. .

Xu Buling was whittling the wooden bowl. Maybe it was because the surroundings were too quiet, and he said again:

"There are many beautiful flowers in the world. This sea of ​​peach blossoms is only beautiful in early spring, and not so much at other times. I know a place where hundreds of kinds of flowers are planted. Most of the flowers in the world are found everywhere, and the scenery is different throughout the year. , now that I have passed by, I should be able to see endless wintersweets, camellias, and clivias..."

The little village girl poked her eyes out from behind the chair and asked dubiously, "Is there such a place?"

Xu Buling smiled and said: "I definitely didn't lie to the girl this time. I was born there and lived there until I was seven or eight years old."

The little village girl thought for a moment and shook her head slightly: "I