The son is responsible

Lu Zhao heard the indistinct cry, and immediately rushed from Lord Hou's residence, and found Xue Muji sitting on the threshold with arms folded, with tears in his eyes.

Fufeng Fuyun was leading two dogs and barking at them.

On the one hand, Prince Pingjiang was also far away from the dog, still muttering, "It doesn't work! It's not right! Why can't it be changed back?"

"It's all your fault, it's fine if you don't show up, it's fine if you don't show up..."

Xue Muji said comfortingly, "Wait and see."

Lu Zhaogang thought that Xue Muji was being bullied by the prince, but in this scene... it took only a stick of incense for him to enter, and the two of them changed from enemies to...friends?

"Brother!" Xue Muji waved his hand when he saw Lu Zhao, not happy at all.

Prince Pingjiang actually called him brother.

A possibility suddenly appeared in Lu Zhao's mind, "You two, again..."

Xue Mu nodded fiercely, yes, brother, you guessed right.

Rao is such a calm person like Lu Zhao, his complexion is not very good-looking.

Hou Pingjiang's earnest words just now begged him not to embarrass Pingjianghou's mansion for the sake of Ji'er's good friendship with him in the past.He wanted to tell Lord Hou several times that the one who treats him well is not your son at all, but just a soul in your son's body.But seeing Ping Jianghou's weak figure, he endured it again.

He also couldn't guarantee what would happen if the elder son contacted the Feng family again.

However, now, the bodies of the two have changed back, and the Pingjiang Hou Mansion has become his responsibility again.

As for what happened just now... just treat it as biting a dog.

Lu Zhao turned around, deliberately not looking at the neck with faint hickey marks over there.

After spending so long with the dog, Xue Muji finally decided to give up.He began to speak in the tone of the son of the Pingjiang Hou Mansion, "Brother, accompany me to the library. Fufeng, take the dog away, Fuyun, send you to this world... this young master rests in my yard."

"I don't, I won't go back," the weak body struggled, "I know the way, I'll kill you, as long as I kill you, kill you, we'll get it back!"

With a weak body, he pulled out the saber from Fuyun's waist beside him, and rushed forward.

Lu Zhao was a few steps away from Xue Muji, and Xue Muji had no time to react. Fuyun blocked it with his body, but he was still a little slow, seeing that the tip of the knife was about to stab Xue Muji's chest.

"No one is allowed to hurt my third son!"

Everyone present did not expect that the old lady jumped out from behind the door, and with the censer she held in her hand, slammed the knife point approaching Xue Muji's chest fiercely.

The sharp fall made the point of the knife deflected, the censer was completely shattered, and dust spread all over the yard.

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was a series of coughing sounds all around.

Lu Zhao dragged Xue Muji behind him, tightly holding the Panyun Sword in his hand, fearing that he might impulsively throw out the sword and kill the person he loves so much.The eldest son of the Xue family looks like the third uncle and not like his own father, so the old matriarch confusedly mistook him.If it weren't for this censer, it's hard to imagine what would have happened.

"You...you dare to hit me! I'm the one who..."

Fufeng and Fuyun restrained the assassin, pressed him to kneel on the ground, Xue Muji touched the ashes on his face, raised his hand and slapped him down.

"I thought about it for a while, and found a time to tell Lord Hou that the bad relationship between you and me is just that you have gone too far. I have important things to do right now, and if you want to use your identity, you'd better Stay at home obediently, or I will throw you back to that poor village and imprison you for the rest of your life." Xue Muji was furious, but he was struck head-on with a knife!

Only the old matriarch was still circling in circles, saying, "It's broken, it's broken, what should San'er do if he can't find a home?"

"Grandma, stop talking about the incense burner. I'll fix it for you later. You go back first, okay? This place is messy enough, so don't add to the mess." Keep breaking the censer, why did you break the censer?

"Who are you... What did you do to San'er..." The old matriarch wanted to jump up and pinch Xue Muji's neck, but Lu Zhao pulled him away.

"Third Uncle is dead and reincarnated. I was sent by the ghost world to let you know. Don't worry too much about it." His servants sent the old lady back.Then he snapped his fingers, Fufeng immediately cleaned up the debris, and put the incense burner debris in a box.

It is convenient to have your own hidden guards.

Xue Muji pulled Lu Zhao to the library and ordered no one to follow him.No one has entered the library for three years, and the dust is almost as dusty as a censer.Xue Muji's body was covered in dust, not too bad, he simply wiped the floor with the soles of his shoes to make a clean path for his brother.

In the library, after closing the door, Xue Muji turned around and said, "Come out."

From behind a bookshelf in the library, a person slowly walked out.

The hideous mask, the one-armed epee, and that hero who lingers.

"Hero, you saved me again. Thank you very much." Xue Muji knew that only one incense burner was not enough to miss the knife. In the middle, everyone didn't pay attention.

Being able to come and go without a trace under the eyes of Fufeng Fuyun and a bunch of hidden guards, Xue Muji immediately felt fearful, if he was an enemy, he would just touch his neck and wait for death.

"Who is following you? Prince Pingjiang, you have to thank your sister, otherwise, I will kill you."

Xue Muji touched his face, alas, he forgot that he changed back.

"You've been following us?" Lu Zhao took out his folding fan, "Who are you? Your identity is suspicious, and I'm not sure if the prescription is true or not. Also, why did you give me the prescription? You are not afraid that I will know that you are related to the past. The plague is involved, will you be taken back to Yongdu for interrogation?"

Ji Ming laughed loudly, "You don't need to know who I am. In this world, I am already a dead person. You want to arrest me? You have to have this ability. I have been following that kid. After the kid left that day, Mei Don't worry, let me protect that kid, but when I was at the gate of the city, I saw you quietly jumped into the carriage. Halfway through the journey, you and the kid escaped one after another. I chased the kid and went to the temple gate again. You entered the mechanism in the temple, and finally talked a lot of nonsense with Yanli City Lord. From the beginning to the end, I have been following."

"Do you know the institutions in the temple? Have you ever entered the tomb of the late king?" Xue Muji asked.

"Of course not. My sister told me earlier that there is something under the temple. Although my sister has never been there, Xue Laosan has gone in. The source of the plague, the remains of the former king, should not be in this world. After the plague, Prince Jiayu Returning to the palace, Xue Laosan accidentally discovered the secret of the source of the plague, and because he regretted getting sicker, he even urged his sister to destroy all the books and maps about how many people searched for the treasure." The one-armed weirdo Put on the mask.

"Unfortunately, your sister left behind Luo Sui's life." Xue Muji thought of that tired and hard-working man, "Thanks to him, the royal family of Xiliang left a letter to prove that Prince Jiayu never colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country."

"Hmph, so what about reversing the case? It's just promoting fame, covering up crimes, and deceiving the world." The one-armed hero sneered, "Li Jiayu was the one who started and ended the plague. Do you think the world should hate him or be grateful to him?"

Xue Muji couldn't answer it. There are tens of thousands of questions in the world, and not everything can have a definite answer.It's like he's walking around inexplicably, who can explain why!

"You follow us, no no. Are you following that skinny kid because you want to know something?" What Xue Muji wanted to ask most was this.

"I didn't follow him. I followed him to the gate of the city. When I saw him escape safely, Meimei's order had been fulfilled. I followed him." Ji Ming's gaze was directed towards Lu Zhao.

hey hey? ? ?

Brother doesn't know this person?Did my brother offend him when he handled the case?

"You know me?" Lu Zhao searched his memory. With such an obvious feature, he must have been impressed once he saw it, but he was sure that he had no intersection with this person.

"Not only did I know each other, but I also hugged you when you were just full moon." Ji Ming's voice was flat, as if he had gone back a long way, "My sister is the third aunt of the second room of Pingjiang Hou's mansion."

Xue Muji's eyeballs almost fell out.The wife of the second bedroom?There are so many second uncles and wives, and he still has a few names that he can't name. What about the third uncle?The medical girl played around with her third uncle, wrote travel notes and drew maps. It was hard to imagine that the two were uncles and sisters!

It seems... In memory, the third aunt of the second room is indeed knowledgeable in medicine.That year, the maid of the second housewife, Ms. Xiao, gave birth prematurely, and she delivered the baby for her elder brother. She even brought out a meatball, insisting that her elder brother was a meatball.After Ni Duan was found by Ms. Xiao, she found evidence that her elder brother was clearly a healthy male fetus, so he stabbed the old matriarch. When Fourth Master Xue took someone to ask why, he had already hanged himself.

In other words, half of my brother's tragic fate was caused by this medical woman.Since I was a child, because of such a play, my birth was ominous, meat balls changed, monsters were reincarnated, and all kinds of ugly words.

Lu Zhao's sleeves were a little wrinkled, Xue Muji quietly held his brother's hand tightly, "Brother, it's okay, I never care about these things.You have me, and I will always be with you.

Seeing the expressions and movements of the two, Ji Ming seemed to guess something, and then sneered, "Lu Zhao, you have no right to hate my sister. My sister died for you. You must not know how many people volunteered To die, just so that you may live."

What?Xue Muji didn't understand.

"I intended to withdraw from the arena and live in the countryside with Meimei. I didn't expect that I would see you growing up again in my lifetime. I follow you, just want to know what kind of person you are and whether it is worth it. My life will protect you."

Ji Ming showed relief in his eyes outside the mask, he pushed open the window and prepared to leave.

etc!Xue Muji tried to piece together the messy fragments in his mind, but there was always something missing. What did this strange person mean?Why are so many people dying for their brother?My elder brother grew up in the second room since he was a child, and everyone in the Pingjiang Hou's mansion can testify.Also, what is the relationship between his sister and third uncle?The third uncle married Ye Hongxiu, but entrusted his sister with such an important task as burying the source of the plague, so he obviously liked his sister a little more!

Hey, don't say half of it and leave, okay?

"Don't go! I have something to ask you." Xue Muji pointed to the window. Lu Zhao was the closest, and he was even more suspicious in his chest. He jumped up and flew out of the window together, blocking Ji Ming's approach. way to go.

The one-armed man laughed again, and said, "Alright, I'll try your kung fu."

He pulled out the black iron epee from behind, it was a thick ancient sword, compared with the Panyun sword held by Lu Zhao, it was a bit ugly.

"Don't, don't, don't...don't fight, I don't want to know." Xue Muji pushed open the door, he didn't want the two of them to fight, his brother would definitely not be able to beat this person, but it seemed... this person had a fighting spirit, but It's not murderous.

"Although I promised my sister that I would never tell you about this, I changed my mind. Since we have this opportunity, it means that God wants to give you a chance to know the truth. Lu Zhao, if you win, I will tell you, Everything you want to know." Ji Ming raised the black iron epee, not feeling that the iron was heavy at all.

"Okay, keep your word." Lu Zhao leaned forward.

The two of them went through countless moves in a blink of an eye, and the leaves fell down like green rain. Xue Muji was really worried that the lush tree in front of the Zangshu Pavilion would be cut down into a bald tree by the two of them.

Xue Muji obediently hid in the Zangshu Pavilion, so as not to be affected by the fight, he looked out from the window, his brother's sword-wielding demeanor was really eye-catching.The green leaves are falling, the white clothes and long sleeves, the thin sword and the silver edge, dancing gracefully, if there is no hideous masked face next to it, it will be even better.

But after a long time, too much energy wasted, my brother's steps became messy, and the power of the moves was greatly reduced. Ji Ming obviously gave up countless moves, so is he not tired at all when he wields that big sword?

In the final duel, the blades of the Xuantie epee and Panyunjian collided. Both were peerless swords. Lu Zhao was excited by the sword and retreated to the wall. There were continuous buzzing sounds in his ears, but Panyun The sword's sword energy was even better, the silver ferocious mask was split in two, and under the mask was a ferocious face that had been burned by the raging fire.

Lost?Xue Muji hurriedly jumped out of the window and ran to his brother to help him up.

The heavy sword fell from where it pointed at Lu Zhao and Xue Muji.

"Just now, I lost my sight. Unexpectedly, this sword of the emperor's ancestors fought on the battlefield, the sword of Dajing's imperial power, after going around, it still fell into your hands. God's will, haha, if God's will is so, even if I Don't tell me, you will know the truth about the past." Ji Ming put the epee behind his back and turned to leave.

Hmph, if you don't tell me, let's check it ourselves. Lu Yu's detailed network may not be impossible to find out.

"Your mask..." Xue Muji picked up the shattered mask from the ground. To be honest, he admired Xue Mei very much at this time. After all, she was also a young lady who grew up in Xue Hou's mansion. The scum had liked it before, but unexpectedly, she could like a disabled person who was much older than her and had an ugly face.

Ji Ming took the mask, "Scared you? There was a big fire in the Changxin courtyard of the second room of the Pingjiang Hou Mansion. You are young and don't remember anything. I set the fire. I heard the news of my sister's death. My sister told me, but I was still unwilling, why should my sister be wronged by you, so I disguised myself as a gardener, sneaked in and set fire to the second bedroom's main house, but in the end, I was the only one trapped in the fire."

Xue Muji suddenly realized, he had heard Xue Huaidi say about the fire, "Is it Sister Mei?"

"It was Meier who carried me out of the fire. Later, thanks to Meier's care, I survived. However, my face was already like this, and my arm was broken by a wooden stick that fell from the fire. "Ji Ming said, "Mei'er has saved my life. I promised him that I would never mention revenge for my sister. When I returned home, I never forgot to save me and take good care of the woman who took care of me every year. By coincidence, I saw Meier again, she was sad that you have become too much in this world, and worried about the future of the Pingjiang Hou Mansion. After that...haha, how can I tell you this..."

He heard Xue Huaidi talk about the fire, and Xue Muji remembered that when he was a child, his second uncle tricked his brother into living in his yard, saying that the roof was leaking, and he was talking about the fire in the second room.

Ji Ming stopped talking, tightened his belt, stepped on the wall, and finally said sideways, "Be careful, Your Majesty."

Lu Zhao didn't hear clearly, there was still a buzzing sound in his ears from time to time, he only felt that the palm of Xue Muji holding his wrist became cold instantly.

"What did he say?" Lu Zhao asked.

"It's nothing." Xue Muji bit his lip to hide his anxious eyes, "Let's go upstairs."

"Wait." When Lu Zhao went up the stairs, he suddenly stopped.

"Brother, are you uncomfortable?" Xue Muji thought that his brother had suffered a new injury in the competition just now.

"Look!" Lu Zhao pointed at the blade of Pan Yunjian.

In the middle of Pan Yunjian's blade, there was a very small gap.

"It may be that I blocked the epee and it was shattered. What a pity, it is a peerless sword handed down by the ancestor emperor." Although there are flaws that affect the appearance, they do not affect the use, and you can't see it unless you look carefully. Lu Zhao Want to sheath the sword.

"Wait." Xue Muji raised the hilt of his sword. "Kenshin seems to be empty. There is something in it."