Transmigrated into ancient literature and killed the male protagonist to succeed

Chapter 214 Heaven is Unkind, I Will Take My Own Responsibility (10)

The scholar simply let go of her hand and said, "Follow me, girl."

The two obviously didn't know each other, and the onlookers wanted to see them quarrel, but after just a few words, the two of them tacitly discussed it...

The notice was taken down, and everyone dispersed in boredom. It was obvious at first glance that the two people who took down the notice were not capable of catching monsters, so Mr. Fan was afraid that he would be disappointed again.

Nan Yue followed him and walked away from the crowd...

The Fan Mansion is in the east of the city. People living in the east of the city are either rich or noble, and it is some distance away from here.

The scholar was penniless and could not afford to rent a carriage.

Nan Yue did have some money, but she didn't think about renting a carriage to go there quickly. Instead, she took the opportunity to look at the scholar through the gauze curtain and immediately came up with an idea...

The scholar was wearing a light blue gown that was washed to a pale color. Apart from a small purse with dark patterns on it around his waist, he had no other accessories.

He was holding a folding fan in his hand. The fan frame was ivory white and there was nothing carved on it. He did not unfold it, and Nan Yue did not know what the fan surface looked like.

But at first glance this folding fan is not worth much.

The scholar had a tall and straight figure, and was handsome. There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed easy to talk to.

He is what most people think of as a weak scholar, fair-skinned and gentle.

Nan Yue did not say anything. The scholar slowed down his pace, walked side by side with her, and took the initiative to speak: "My surname is Yun, and my given name is Ci, which means compassionate."

"Don't you know the girl's name?"

Nan Yue replied: "Jiang Manyue."

"Jiang Manyue..." Yun Ci recited it in a low voice and said with a smile, "Tonight, the pearl color should be blooming with the full moon. Your father and mother are very good at naming."

In fact, Jiang's father and mother were both illiterate, it was simply because Jiang Manyue was born when she was just one month old.

"Yunci, you are short of money, right?"

Nan Yue had no intention of chatting with him about family matters, so she changed the subject directly.

Without waiting for his answer, she said, "Take me to the gate of Fan's house, and then go to the Yuelai Inn on Linhe Street in the west of the city to get a room. After I have exorcised the monster, I will come to find you and give you a hundred taels of gold. How about that?"

As she spoke, she opened one of the purses on her waist and took out a small ingot of silver, which looked to be about two taels.

Looking at the silver the girl handed over, Yun Ci was stunned for a moment.

He did not answer it, but turned his gaze back to Nan Yue, as if trying to see the girl's expression through the white veil.

"Miss Jiang, do you want to get rid of me like this?"

"What if you run away?"

Nan Yue frowned slightly, "I won't run away..."

She thought again and felt that the scholar's worries were right, after all, they had just met.

So she pulled off the purse at her waist that contained money, and took out a silver note from her sleeve pocket, and handed it over. "How about this? Even if I run away, you won't lose anything."

For Nan Yue, money is just something outside of her body. If she loses it, she can earn it again. She will never starve to death.

So as long as she could get rid of the scholar, she didn't mind giving him all the money she had.

The purse was bulging, and it was obvious that it contained a lot of silver, not to mention the silver note worth one hundred taels.

Yun Ci now couldn't find even a tael of silver on his body.

A trace of confusion flashed across the scholar's eyes, and then he raised his folding fan and firmly pushed the girl's hand back.

"Miss Jiang, who do you think I am?"

"Although I am short of money, I still have my own moral principles and dignity."

"How can I let Miss Jiang go on a risky mission to exorcise the demon alone, while I stay in the inn and accept the money from her with a clear conscience?"

"I have read some books of sages, but I cannot do such a thing."

"I hope Miss Jiang won't have such an idea again. Miss Jiang and I took down the notice together, and the people of Sunset City have seen it." "So I should also participate in the exorcism. Unless I die, I will not leave."

The scholar's words are righteous and full of uprightness and pride as a scholar.

He kept calling Nan Yue "Xiaosheng" which made Nan Yue feel confused. They were both scholars, but she had never seen Scholar Song from Taoyuan Village behave like this.

She secretly clenched her fists and suppressed the impulse in her heart. This scholar had good intentions, but was a little pedantic and old-fashioned.

You need to accumulate merits. We are here in public and he is an ordinary person. You can't knock him out and leave him there. You can't do that.

It seems that we are destined to fight the demon together...

Nan Yue tied the purse back and stuffed the banknotes in place, her voice a little cold, "What can you do?"

"I am not very talented, but I know a little bit about music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Yun Ci quickly unfolded his folding fan and fanned it gently twice.

Nan Yue finally saw the fan clearly. Between the sunset and the clouds, a white dragon was flying through it, appearing and disappearing. With just a few strokes, the charm of the white dragon was outlined.

There is a small cloud word in the corner.

As if he noticed that she was looking at him, Yun Ci said proudly, "I painted this fan myself. How is it?"

"It's OK..." Nan Yue looked away, her voice getting colder, "But I don't like dragons."

The demon god Cangming has the blood of the dragon god, and his prototype is a dragon.

She doesn't like any dragon, no matter how noble and beautiful it is.

Yun Ci silently closed her folding fan and lowered her voice, "I can also make tea, embroider, and cook..."

Nan Yue interrupted him, "So you can catch monsters?"

The scholar's eyes wandered and his voice became even lower. "That... I haven't tried it..."

He coughed awkwardly, "But I can learn. I learn things very quickly. My neighbors have praised me for my intelligence and quick thinking since I was a child..."

Nan Yue chuckled, "Do you want me to praise you too?"

Yun Ci didn't know whether he really didn't hear the sarcasm in her tone or was just pretending. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I really want to hear Miss Jiang praise me. I've grown up, but no girl has ever praised me..."

"Then think about it."

Nan Yue didn't say anything more to him.

She has been here for more than three years and has never met such a difficult and shameless scholar.

She could not feel any fluctuation of magical power from him, and the dead tree roots in her purse did not react at all.

As a spiritual tree, Yuwu was born with a perception that was beyond the reach of ordinary immortals. Not only could it sense malice and kindness, it could also sense fluctuations in mana and the soul. This was why it was able to discover that she was not Jiang Manyue.

If a monster or person with magical powers appears around her, Yu Wu will definitely be the first to sense and discover it, and will definitely remind her.

And Yu Wu was still practicing peacefully, proving that he was just an ordinary weak scholar without any magical power.

But he didn't read his sage books carefully, but had to join in the fun and post notices to get rid of demons.

He doesn't want the money and insists on his own principles.

I can't get rid of him, and I can't use force.

"Miss Jiang, wait a minute, I will lead the way for you!"

Seeing her leaving quickly, the scholar hurriedly chased after her, fearing that she would ruthlessly abandon him.

Nan Yue paused, and quickened her pace...

I can't kill you!

Little Moon (Amnesiac Version): So annoying!

Yunci: Hehehe.