Qihuang

It was a little boy's voice, trembling slightly, milky and fierce: "If you don't beat me to death today, I will definitely make you regret it in the future!"

Wu Hai: "..."

Wu Hai thought that his heart would never be disturbed by the outside world. Who would want to hear such a loud voice in a noisy quarrel, and it shook his ears.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage window, Wu Hai saw a thin and frail little boy.

The little boy was dressed in plain clothes and covered in dust, and was riddled with scars.

There were two or three people next to him, and the most ferocious one was an old girl who was slapping each hand, mercilessly slapping down on the face that was not as big as her slap.

After glancing twice, Wu Hai came to a conclusion: a concubine born a son.

A concubine died not long ago in Wang Fushen's family, and this child is probably the concubine's bastard.

Slaps fell like raindrops, and the little boy was kicked to the ground. A pair of eyes that were burning with anger and unusually bright were facing Wu Hai in the carriage.

These eyes are really bright.

Not the slightest timidity, very stubborn.

Wu Hai saw these eyes, three inches from the tip of his heart, as if he had been swept away by something inexplicably.

Facing Wu Hai's eyes, the child was also taken aback, but he didn't have the energy to pay attention to a handsome young man, so he turned his eyes away in pain.

When Wu Hai saw him, he had no expression on his face, but he ordered his servants: "Bring that child to me."

"Yes" the servants outside the carriage responded and left.

Soon, the little guy was dragged over by the servant, who asked, "Master...?"

Wu Hai lifted the tent, waved the servants back, leaving the little guy outside the carriage to look up at himself.

In the little guy's eyes, there was neither fear, nor resentment, nor anger, but they were scorching clear and amazingly bright.

Wu Hai asked him, "How old are you?"

The little guy said crisply: "Seven years old."

Wu Hai's eyes darkened a bit.This child is also miraculous, half like that person, half like himself.

After a moment of silence, Wu Hai asked, "Are you resentful?"

"I don't hate it, my mother said it, it's fate, her life and mine, there's nothing I can do about it." The little guy wiped his nosebleed, grinned in pain, and his voice was still full of anger: "Hmph, as long as they don't fight Kill me, when I grow up, I will run out by myself, and when I grow up and be promising, I will come back to pick up my mother!"

Wu Hai thought to himself, isn't your mother dead?

This child may not have been watched so gently by someone for a long time, and he is still a gentle, polite and beautiful boy, so he suddenly opened up the conversation box, and the words between the lines are full of desire to confide:

"But my mother is dead... Hey, even if she is a concubine, she is still a member of the Wang family and cannot take her away, unless I come back and take her away when I have a good career in the future."

He spoke calmly like an adult, as if he had really made such a plan, "As long as you don't get beaten to death, you will definitely do this."

Wu Hai's eyes moved slightly, and he ordered his servants to take out some money. He said to the child in front of him, "I'll give you a sum of money, do you dare to leave home alone?"

After the voice fell, the child was dumbfounded: "..."

What does it mean?Does he want to help me?

Although he didn't know what the situation was, the little guy was very courageous and impolite. He seized the opportunity that fell from the sky, and said directly: "I dare! I want to too! But this is impossible, and the Wang family will not allow it." .”

Wu Hai signaled his servants to hand him the money: "I am the secretary of Langya Palace, and the Wang family will give me this face."

Wu Hai's voice was like beautiful jade colliding, deep and clear, very pleasant to hear.What he said gave the child such hope that the child stared at him, almost forgetting to blink.

Wu Hai found that the child's eyes could be even brighter, staring at him like two small suns, very dazzling.

Seeing Wu Hai look away, the little guy quickly came back to his senses, his nose was swollen and his face was swollen with a big smile, and he asked happily, "Master, are you the god who came down to save me?"

This sentence made Wu Hai think of something, his eyes sank instantly, and there was no turmoil on his face, he said indifferently: "I am not saving you, even if you leave home, you may not be able to live well better than now."

"Perhaps the young master is right." The little guy was very firm: "But I am not afraid, and I will not regret it. The young master gave me this opportunity. When I have a future, I must repay the young master. May I ask the honorable name of the young master?"

Wu Hai shook his head, and didn't tell him his name, and he didn't want him to reciprocate in the future.

The child's eyes widened, thinking that he had met a living Bodhisattva, he bent his knees and knelt down: "I will always remember you, my lord."

Wu Hai raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "No, you just have to work hard to survive. Don't thank me, I didn't save you." After finishing speaking, Wu Hai put down the car tent and asked his servants to drive the child away.

At this moment, the road was finally cleared. The coachman got impatient for a long time, and when he saw that it was possible to pass, he immediately asked Wu Hai for instructions. After getting permission, he raised his whip and drove the carriage to continue driving towards the mansion.

The child who was fished out by Wu Hai from Wang's house was still standing in the dust, staring at the shaft of the carriage with bright eyes, and left without hesitation until the last trace of the carriage disappeared.

To this little guy, this young man who descended from the sky was simply a ray of light in his life, tearing through the haze and directly illuminating his future path.Although, the road ahead may be full of thorns.

In the carriage, Wu Hai's face was as calm as water, but there were ripples in his heart.

He is definitely not a person who acts impulsively. This is the first time that he has suddenly intervened in other affairs.

The other party is still a child...or the kind of child who will definitely take care of him when he sees it.

Wu Hai knew in his heart that he did not do a good thing.

Wu Hai never did useless and superfluous things, even if he brought such a child out of the Wang family, it might just be to satisfy his own curiosity.

Because Wu Hai really wanted to know what kind of person he would become if someone pulled him out of the sea of ​​misery and left him alone in the world of mortals if someone pulled him out of the misery ?

After many years, will this child still have the eyes he has today?Or, will he end up covered in mud?

But this curiosity quickly turned into another kind of curiosity.Wu Hai couldn't help but think, what would Yan Shizi do if he saw injustice?

In fact, don't even think about it.

Yan Shizi would definitely jump off his horse, be extremely arrogant, reprimand the weakest party to the point of embarrassment, kneel down and beg for mercy.

Yan Shizi fresh clothes angry horse, chivalrous heart.

He is good to everyone, but when facing himself, he is moody.

The carriage moved slowly, and the breeze caressed the curtains, the wind was light and hearty, and there was no sound after a while.

Wu Hai regained his composure, and raised his hand to close the window curtain, but the palm that was holding the window curtain gradually tightened unconsciously.

When Wu Hai arrived near the mansion that Langya County King and Qingzhou County Sheriff were eyeing at the same time, he bumped into a group of young people dressed in extraordinary clothes.

Among them was a chubby young boy, surrounded by a group of people, with the most arrogant arrogance. He was also dressed in colorful clothes, like a big rooster with a tall comb.

Seeing Wu Hai getting off the carriage, the big rooster rolled his eyes and called out, "Wu Zhuo, why are you here?" Then he pushed away a group of boys of the same age, and said, "That's the servant of the young master's family. , Master, go and see what he is doing here."

This big rooster is none other than Sima Yu, the youngest son of Prince Langya.

Sima Yu walked over, Wu Hai nodded and saluted, and said politely: "I'm here to do something for the county king."

When Sima Yu heard that his father had something to do, he immediately waved his hand, greeted a group of his younger brothers, and said, "What are you going to do? Why don't you let the young master come with you? But the father said I want my young master to learn from you, how about it, you won't refuse, right?"

Wu Hai slightly hooked his lips: "Of course not, it's my honor."

Sima Yu choked, and couldn't say the provocative words in his stomach for a while.

He didn't want to learn from Wu Hai, in fact, he just wanted to make trouble for Wu Hai.And he also knew that Wu Hai must also know his real purpose.

But Wu Hai still had such a good-natured smile... Sigh, it was like a shining pearl, not to mention a group of younger brothers who looked stupid, even Sima Yu blushed a little looking at it.

Really, what's going on, she looks even better than her own sister.

Sima Yu resisted the punch with his hand, turned his head and said, "Then you still don't lead the way?"

So Wu Hai brought a group of dizzy young masters into this unclaimed desolate house.

It is said to be a deserted house, but in fact it has only been deserted for two years.

Wu Hai did an investigation. Before it was abandoned, there were two young men with eccentric temperaments. They suddenly disappeared two years ago. No one knew where they went, so it became a deserted house.

But the location of this house is very good, a Feng Shui master once pointed out that it is a treasure land, so Sima Zong and Lu Heshun both wanted to buy it.

But no matter how good the place is, it is someone else's house, and it has an owner. Even the king of Langya County and the governor of Qingzhou County can't blatantly snatch it.

Finally, one day the master suddenly disappeared, and the king of Langya County and the governor of Qingzhou County started to snatch the house, and they refused to give in to each other. They snatched it for two years.

In two years, the barren grass in the house has grown to knee length.

Sima Yu followed Wu Hai closely, his heart beating a little, he swallowed, and asked Wu Hai, "Father still wants to own this place? Didn't you say... isn't this place clean?"

Wu Hai brushed aside the weeds, and said lightly: "It's just a rumor, Mr. Feng Shui said this is a good place."

Sima Yu was still beating drums in his heart, but the group of younger brothers he led were all in high spirits, and no one showed timidity... Then he can't show timidity either!Otherwise, what face is there to be a big brother.but--

but! !! !!

What the hell is that woman in white clothes, black hair covering her face, and without feet floating in the air in front! ! !

Sima Happy is going to pass!

Wu Hai paused, turned around extremely slowly, with a slight surprise on his face: "Am I dazzled?"

A group of people shook their heads desperately, all in horror.

Immediately afterwards, the female ghost in white wept softly.I don't know why she was crying, the crying seemed to surround the whole yard, from the outside to the inside, one after another, small, faint...

The hair on the back of a group of people stood up with a "swipe", and the hair was about to explode.

The scariest one was Sima Yu. Sima Yu's chubby face was so frightened that his cheeks were trembling, he held his ears and yelled and rushed towards the door.

Sima Yu was scared away, and the group of younger brothers who followed him naturally also ran away, yelling loudly while running.

"Ahhh, run away!!"

"Wait for us!!"

"Sure enough, there are ghosts!!"

A group of young masters scattered in all directions, and they all ran out like sparrows, leaving Wu Hai standing alone in the grass, looking at the sky indifferently.

The author has something to say: Keke, there are no ghosts, ghosts are impossible.

It's too difficult to follow the light boy Harmless, I've been under the color of the paint and I can't get my head off it.

Harmless: "Long-distance relationship... so bitter!"