don't call me singer

Chapter 182: Fire, Burglary, and Self

Zhongtu, who has no eyesight, didn't see Gu Xiaobai's displeasure at all, and said cheerfully: "It's great to see you, I was hoping that you could sing a song for me with Little Moth, but The little moth said that you have gone..."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Tu felt that something was wrong. He looked blankly at the four or five big men standing beside Gu Xiaobai, and the two cars parked behind him, with a confused look on his face.

What's the situation?
This feeling is probably like discovering that the little friend who was handing out leaflets on the roadside with me back then parked two Rolls-Royces and accompanied by bodyguards.

There is a very unreal feeling.

Baigan stood beside Gu Xiaobai, holding the dagger at his waist, and looked at Zhongtu coldly.

Zhongtu shivered from the cold gaze, and then looked at the vigilance of the other people. In a trance, he suddenly understood why his father was so respectful to Gu Xiaobai, and he was so respectful to these two. The musician who drank, instead of driving them away, insisted on letting himself give them a sheep.

It's definitely not just because Gu Xiaobai and Xiao Mozi sing well!
"Huh?" Gu Xiaobai was taken aback, "Did you see the little moth?"

"The little moth is at my house now..." Zhongtu said.

He was eating and drinking at my house again, almost eating all the wild geese that I greeted...

What does it mean that there is no place to find after breaking through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it?
At this moment, Gu Xiaobai almost burst into tears.

"Go, go!"

Arriving at the familiar small village again, the people in front were still bustling with people, Gu Xiaobai jumped off the carriage and passed through the crowd, and at a glance saw the little moth sitting in the grass shed at the door, holding a peach, gnawed until the juice overflowed, The bun on her head was still hanging on one side, flickering as she ate.

"Little moth!" Gu Xiaobai called out, his voice choked up a bit.

Until now, he still doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for the little moth.

He clearly knew that the little moth was already a dead ancient to him 2500 years ago.

Anything that happens to the little moth is history that has already happened.

Worrying, or worrying, is actually meaningless.

But seeing this little girl who had been dependent on each other for several days, this little girl who made him feel distressed, made him helpless, and made him worry about him, Gu Xiaobai couldn't hold back anymore.

Hearing this voice, the little moth suddenly turned his head, and then screamed: "Ahhh! Brother Xiaobai! Brother Xiaobai!"

Throwing into Gu Xiaobai's arms, he realized something was wrong, and pushed Gu Xiaobai away again, his face blushing.

Gu Xiaobai was not angry either, and looked at the little moth with a smile.

Said it was a smile, but in fact, Gu Xiaobai couldn't hold back his tears now.

Finally, finally, finally I found it!
The little moth was not eaten by wolves, nor was he raped by wild boars, she was alive and kicking in front of his eyes, how wonderful!

He has a thousand words to say to the little moth, but he doesn't know what to say.

The little moth looked up at Gu Xiaobai, and after a while, he suddenly choked out a sentence: "Brother Xiaobai, you've become ugly!"

Gu Xiaobai's face darkened suddenly.

Ugly?You are ugly!
Although my face is not handsome, it is 11.3% higher than the average, okay?
He pinched the little moth's face and made her cry.

"Come on, little moth, come back with me! I'll take you to delicious and spicy food!" Gu Xiaobai dragged the little moth away.

Who would have thought that the little moth would break free from his hand, saying, "I can't go back with you."

"Why?" Gu Xiaobai was at a loss, what good is there to be outside?Those who eat and sleep in the open all day long, without food and clothes, worry about someone plotting wrongdoing.

What if I was abducted and became a child bride?What if I was abducted and my organs were harvested!
It's scary to think about!
"I don't know either, but brother Xiaobai, you said before that unless you give me a secret sign, I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot go with you."

"Me?" Gu Xiaobai was at a loss, "When did I tell you?"

"No." Little Moth shook his head, "I also promised Brother Xiaobai, you can't say that."

Gu Xiaobai was stunned.

What the hell is this?

and many more……

Gu Xiaobai rubbed his head, could it be that the time I travel back is not actually linear?

Could it be that I traveled back to the previous point in time and told the little moth something?
Why?

Why should I prevent the little moth from leaving with me?

"What's the code?" Gu Xiaobai asked.

"Brother Xiaobai, do you think I'm a fool?" Little Moth almost rolled his eyes at Gu Xiaobai.

Gu Xiaobai: "..."

This kid wasn't fooled, when did he become so smart?
Gu Xiaobai's arrival caused a commotion in the crowd. Zhongtu's father came out and saluted Gu Xiaobai respectfully.

Seeing the fear in the depths of their eyes, Gu Xiaobai suddenly understood.

The son Xiaobai in history, who is also the future Duke Huan of Qi, is actually not a man of great talent, and can even be said to be a man of mediocre talent, licentious and brutal.

I don't know how many ridiculous things I have done in my life.

The reason why he became the head of the five tyrants in the Spring and Autumn Period was that he knew people and used them well, and he appointed Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya.

Even so, in his later years, he fell into a situation where he trusted treacherous people and starved to death in the palace.

If the little moth is allowed to leave with such a young master, Xiaobai, God knows what will happen to him!

"It turns out that I want to prevent fire and theft...to protect myself..." Gu Xiaobai couldn't laugh or cry.

You are your own worst enemy.

This is probably the most helpless thing.

Gu Xiaobai shook his head, then looked at Zhongtu's family standing respectfully next to him, waved his hands and said, "Don't worry about me, don't delay the ceremony, I'll chat with Little Moth, you are busy with your work."

Zhongtu hesitated to speak.

"Ah, blame me..." Gu Xiaobai raised the forehead with his hand, I am afraid that the little moth is an important part of the wedding ceremony.

Zhongtu invited Little Moth to come, not to invite him to eat roast goose.

"Are you going to sing?" Gu Xiaobai pulled out his flute, "What song?"

"No, no!" Zhongtu's father waved his hands repeatedly.

He has long seen that Gu Xiaobai's identity is extraordinary.

But he didn't know that Gu Xiaobai's identity was so extraordinary.

Looking at the servants around Gu Xiaobai at this time, and hearing what Zhongtu said, Gu Xiaobai was yelling at the doctor's son, and Zhongtu's father was already scared.

They are just declining gentry, how can they afford to climb high.

"At this time, I'm just Shibai." Gu Xiaobai waved his hands and said, "Zhongtu is my friend, since Zhongtu is married, how can he not present a song?"

"Do you still sing "Yan Yan"?" Then he asked Little Moth.

It's not appropriate to sing Yanyan when you get married.

"No, I just learned a new song, it was taught to me by Uncle Blind, I'll sing it to you." Little Moth said.

"Blind Uncle?" Gu Xiaobai looked in the direction of the thatched shed.

A blind musician was sitting kneeling in the thatched hut. His face was old, his figure was thin, his clothes were ragged, and he could hardly cover his body. However, beside him was a pair of drums decorated with shell patterns and animal patterns. drum.

The two drums are tall and short, fat and thin, with different decorations.

Knocking lightly, the sound is like the roar of a dragon, low and continuous.

"These two drums are not..." Seeing the drum, Bao Shuya and Bai Gan looked at each other, a little surprised, then looked at Gu Xiaobai, but shook their heads and said nothing.

Hearing Gu Xiaobai's footsteps, blind musician Blind Uncle turned his head: "Young man, have we met before?"

"No." Gu Xiaobai said, although he is face blind, if he has seen such a pair of drums, he will definitely remember, "What kind of drum is this?"

"This is the drum." Blind musician blind uncle said.

(End of this chapter)