The villain is being forced to whitewash again

Zhao Yuan's footsteps suddenly stopped, he stood there, Ling Qingshan was still leaning against the wall and watching him from a distance, no one spoke, not even a single unnecessary movement.

Looking at him, Zhao Yuan felt a little unbearable psychological discomfort. To be precise, it was because those black eyes were strangely familiar, and he suddenly remembered why he had such an idea, it was because it reminded him of a person.

It was a winter, the exact winter of which year he had forgotten, old people used to say that you don't have a key to your brain until you're seven, but he's pretty sure he lost it long ago The key that locked the drawer when I was a child, I clearly remember how that man appeared, but I forgot what he looked like.

The lake was very cold that day, and the children could only make a small hole by smashing hard on the ice. They were fishing next to the small hole, their noses were red from the cold, and they kept exhaling to rub their cheeks to warm them up. Maybe it was too cold. Who the hell suggested warming themselves by a fire on the ice, and they agreed.

Perhaps the experience of the older generation is justified. Children just have to lift them upside down and slap them more, so that the water will flow out of their ears, so that they won’t be able to hear the sound of water shaking in their heads when they walk on the road when they grow up.

They were fishing at the entrance of the small hole, but they didn't catch a single fish, but the fire was getting hotter and hotter. Some of them found sweet potatoes from nearby, broke them into pieces like barbecue, put them on a branch and put them on the fire for barbecue.

Smelling the smell, their small eyes floated back and forth around the backs of the people roasting sweet potatoes, regardless of whether there were fish hooked or not, watching the sweet potato skins in their hands slowly cracking, There seemed to be gold glistening in it.

When they were concentrating, no one noticed that a person appeared by the lake, sitting on a rock and looking straight at them, like a patient in a bad state of mind.

So when the ice under their feet suddenly cracked, and they all fell into the water and almost drowned, they never thought that they would be rescued by the man who seemed to be insane.

He has already forgotten how he was rescued. He only felt that a hand lifted the back collar and pulled him out of the freezing cold where he was shivering and unable to speak. Several voices were arguing, crying and cursing, it was too loud, he complained a little and then closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

Those voices whispering in his ears from far and near were very annoying, he opened his eyes to tell those voices to stay away from him, sat up from the warm bed, and heard a servant girl shouting in surprise that the young master had woken up, Stepping on his shoes and stepping across the threshold, he turned his head and realized in a daze that the sun outside was hotter than yesterday.

While holding a bowl of grilled rice in front of the table, my father and mother were already discussing what to give to the man. He was full and went out to play as if he had nothing to do, but everyone in the town suddenly became very chatty.

28 children, they lowered their voices and exclaimed, how on earth did one person do it?Maybe it was a rope, maybe it was a child thrown up, they murmured silly-sounding speculations.

Women prefer to talk about the person's speech, manners and clothing. A little girl said that she saw the person today.

At that time, that person was sorting the soil. It was a small piece of land given by a family whose child was rescued. It was only as big as a bed, but the person looked down and took good care of it. He raised his head and showed his face. He was very handsome. She emphasized After the four-character tone, they blushed, and the children laughed but also cared.

Everyone in the town officially met that person on the day when the mayor specially held a commendation meeting. The mayor’s teeth were loose and his voice was always vague. Reciting that person’s name was like chewing Holding several candied dates, he still deeply feels that he still can't remember that a large part of that person's name is attributed to the mayor.

The mayor gave a boring commendation, but everyone rarely complained that it was too long and boring, because their eyes were fixed on the person beside the mayor.

His head did not reach their waists, and he could not see the platform at all, but he thought that the man must be very good-looking, because no one spoke until the mayor finally finished the tedious commendation.

It wasn't until the mayor coughed awkwardly that they reacted. After realizing that the man was going to live in the village, there was thunderous applause. Blossoms of flowers were flying on the stage. People seemed to want to use these colorful flowers Burying the man, this crazy scene, he thought he would never see it again in this barren town in his life.

People seem to have found the meaning of life in an instant. Everyone passed the torch by talking, and the flame of the torch was the person who suddenly appeared in the town.

The man was still the same, he walked out of the small house given to him in the early morning, went to tidy up the small field, walked back at noon, and stayed on the rocks, maybe under the tree, or maybe by the lake for a while in the afternoon , Walking back at night, week after week, is more boring than the old bark on the trunk.

But women still like to say hello to him, and even dawdle on the road for a while, waiting for him to appear, subconsciously arranging the beautiful hair and clothes they have carefully groomed, stuffing various fruits and vegetables, small handkerchiefs, and flowers into his arms, Yiyi Reluctantly standing where he was, he watched him carry the pile of things away, as if what he took away was not the pile of things but the red hearts on their chests.

The children huddled around him, pestered him, but dared not touch him, like honey picking honey very carefully, the girls stood with their heads down and did not dare to get too close, but they would be happy on the way home They talked wildly, no matter how beautiful wild flowers the boy sent, they couldn't stop their mouths.

When men talk about this place, they will show disgust on their faces, and inevitably there will be a little bit of sourness and jealousy, a group of long-haired and short-sighted... They pretend to be nonchalant and talk, separated by a few unimportant things Afterwards, he returned to the topic of that person in circles.

They didn't know why he became like this until he was a teenager. They just had never seen such a handsome and mysterious person in their life. They hoped that they, who were so vulgar, could get closer to this eye-catching creature.

The man didn't care about these at all, acting as if they were all air.

When my mother scooped up the rice and handed it to him, she always said: "What a man of temperament, he is good-looking, and his clothes are clean. I guess he must have come from the capital." Father took the job, "Why not a fugitive? ?They are like cockroaches, they never show up during the day and only dare to hide at night." "Don't talk nonsense." His mother glared at him angrily, as if the most carefully guarded thing had been thrown in the mud, so what did his father say? No more words.

The men's grievances gathered, they were dissatisfied with the man wandering in front of their eyes, and even said that the widows in the town had an affair with him, sneaked in over the wall in the middle of the night, and slipped back in the morning to pretend that they had just come out of the house.

Talking about these foolish words soaked in jealousy and sourness seemed to have become true, scolding him is really worse than a beast.

But of course they knew that the man hadn't had an affair with the widow, but they really didn't expect that the man would rape the daughter of the landlord's family.

When he was tied to the guillotine, the man remained silent, and all the quarrels and speculations broke out in the audience, which was even crazier than the flowers flying when he formally met with people that day.

The women were red-eyed and biting their handkerchiefs as if he had failed them, the men were gleefully cursing him for being a stallion, and the children were crying in secret.

He was grabbed by his mother that day, and it hurt a lot, but his mother didn't notice it. Everything around him was blurred in his memory, as if he was sitting in a spinning cup, turning and turning, and no one stopped him. Always dizzy.

Until a woman suddenly yelled and ran up with a crying voice, and many people grabbed her and dragged her down. There was a mess on the stage and a mess on the stage below. He was dragged away by his father. Everything in the past suddenly returned to normal.

No one talked about that person anymore. Although he was still alive and his usual walking route had not changed, everyone seemed to deliberately treat him as air, and threw things to him without even looking at them. Said about him, the father will not mention it.

It wasn't until Landlord Wang died and a funeral was held that this weird phenomenon finally opened a gap for people to spy on the truth.

Wang Dizhu's daughter gave birth to two sons at some point, tall and strong like two cows. In fact, all the people in the town came to see the sudden appearance of the person who had been regarded as air, and they had already Wang Qianjin, who was a widow, shook her hands nervously. Seeing that he finally reached out and touched the heads of her two sons casually, she seemed to be completely relieved and smiled.

Everyone pretended that they didn't see this, and they all dispersed after the banquet, and he followed in his father's footsteps to the outside of the town, leaving this strange land.

It's time to set foot on this land again to work in the court. My father sent a letter and asked him to go back to the town to have a look. There was a patient in a very special condition that could be included in the history books. He simply packed up his things, Like a gust of wind swept back into the town.

There is not much change here. Standing on this piece of land is like being rescued from the lake just now. When you walk to the patient's residence, the door opens and you walk in under the guidance of others. Zi stuck in mid-air, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

His father did not tell him that this patient was that man, who looked very old, but his previous temperament had not diminished or had increased.

Putting down the shoulder bag hesitantly, he didn't know what he was afraid of, so he could only bite the bullet and walk over. It didn't take long to get the pulse, see a doctor, and prescribe a series of prescriptions. What his father said was exaggerated, it was just a mixture of many kinds of poisons It's just being together, it's rare just to find out the type of poison.

After handing the prescription to the maidservant, there were only the two of them left in the room, and it was awkward not to speak. He knew that it was best not to ask questions at this time, but he still asked.

"Do you remember me?"

"I don't remember." He said very little, as if he was too lazy to speak.

"When I was a child, I fell into the lake. There were a lot of children. You saved us."

"Oh, those silly kids."

Silly boy, he murmured to himself, not polite at all, "You look good now."

"It's alright."

"I saw your two sons just now. They are very hardworking people. I heard that the land and workers are well managed, and there will be a bumper harvest soon."

"They are not my sons, and I never said they were my sons."

He was stunned, "Then...they..."

"Who knows." The man said indifferently.

Fortunately, a servant came in with a lunch, and Mrs. Wang also appeared, interrupting the conversation that suddenly had a lot of information.

A cabbage was cut in half, thrown into the soup, and a large piece of meat paste was spooned on it. He held the spoon stiffly, hesitating between tactful refusal and polite acceptance. During the time he hesitated, the woman on the bed The man had already eaten up the bowl that belonged to him, not even a mouthful of soup left.

Mrs. Wang asked nervously, "How does it taste?"

"Same as usual." He didn't know whether these five words were a compliment or a derogation, but seeing Mrs. Wang's brows and eyes widening, and she left with the bowl, he began to admire the man's appetite.

"How is my illness?" the man finally asked for the first time.

"Take the medicine according to the prescription, and you will be fine soon." He couldn't help making a mistake again, "Do you know who gave the poison?"

"You want to find him?"

"It's not a small matter. He may harm you a second time."

"No." The man didn't even change his expression, "She has already buried the groom under the grape trellis in the backyard, so she can't cheat the corpse."

He was suddenly speechless, and after a moment of silence, he asked again: "Aren't you afraid that I will speak out?"

"It doesn't matter." A pair of black eyes looked at him, as cold as ice, as if the god of death was waving to him in the abyss, "There is nothing to care about."

Walking out of the gate with heavy steps, still holding a sum of money, the cold wind blows, and it is another unbearable winter.

He went into the inn to drink to keep warm. All the men in the town passed the time here. When they saw the money in his hand, some of them suddenly said, "You just ran out of that palace?" He nodded, " Will that person die of illness?" He considered for a while and said, "He will be fine."

Hearing what he said, the men showed expressions, their old faces wrinkled into a ball, and they picked up the wine to drink, "Lucky stallion."

He suddenly felt that drinking was boring. When he walked out of the inn, it was snowing constantly outside. He wrapped his clothes tightly and remembered that he had left the money on the counter without taking it. He turned around and stopped suddenly, his legs sunk in half of the snow. Well, he didn't go into the inn after all, but turned around and left again.

When he got home, he was about to write a letter to report his father's treatment. He held the pen in his hand, but he didn't write anything down. Those black eyes seemed to follow him like a shadow.

My father wrote another letter later, thinking that the treatment had failed this time, and sighed that if he could do it all over again, he would definitely go there in person. He thought in his heart, if he could do it all over again, he would definitely not go, and he didn’t want to go through it all over again. It was the gaze of a nightmare.

That pair of nightmare-like familiar black eyes appeared in front of him again, still on Ling Qingshan, at this moment he felt quite uncomfortable.

I finally understand why I don't like Ling Qingshan very much, because he, like that man, doesn't care about everything, even ignores death, don't get close to a dog that doesn't bark, it can do anything, my father solemnly said He told me that, now he has personally experienced this uncontrolled sense of crisis.

Zhao Yuan tried his best to make his voice sound as calm and self-possessed as usual.

"I thought you should have sneaked away by now."

Ling Qingshan said: "Even if I want to sneak away, I have to stay here if I am poisoned."

"Then you want to trouble me?"

"If I really wanted to trouble you, you would have died the moment I left the house."

"But you dare not, because if you kill me, you will be buried with me."

Ling Qingshan said ruthlessly: "You are not the only doctor in the Jianghu, but you are just poisoned. The difference between being cured well and not being cured is only more money or less money."

Zhao Yuan said: "Since you are so confident in yourself and you are not afraid of being poisoned and dying ugly, what are you doing here? Don't tell me that you are too boring so you want to make yourself suffer more."

"I'm just wondering, to be precise, I'm wondering about you. In fact, at first I thought you were really stupid."

"You have already gained fame and fortune in the Jianghu. If you ask for money, most of them are given to you by patients. If you ask for your name, everyone in the martial arts knows your name. Why do you let yourself get into such an affair just to please the princess? Thankless trouble."

"But later, I realized that I was wrong. The reason why you took the initiative to get into this thankless trouble was not to please the Princess, but what you really wanted was to use this as an excuse to get close to Qin Shi. "

"That's why I find it strange, if you're not doing it for fame and fortune, why are you getting close to this former leader of the Demon Cult who is notorious in the world?"

Zhao Yuan's eyes were flat.

"...I suddenly became interested, can't I be friends with him?"

Hearing this, Ling Qingshan couldn't help laughing.

"Just to make friends with him? Ha, this is simply outrageous that my younger sister is older than my older sister. Stop pretending in front of me, Zhao Yuan, we are not a business partnership, so why should we get along like this?" hypocritically."

"Since the first time we met, I already knew what kind of person you are. Originally, if it weren't for your natural cunning, who would be able to do so well in Vanity Fair? How could you get Beigong in such a short period of time?" The appreciation of the prince and the trust of the princess?"

"You said that it was because of your interest that you approached Qin Shi and wanted to make friends with him, but in my opinion, even if you really have this interest in your heart, you will not take this risk on impulse."

"After all, you are on the right way. What good will having a relationship with evil demons and heretics do to your fame and fortune? And so far, apart from the relationship of interests, it seems that you don't have any real friends around you, right? It takes so much trouble to even have a relationship with the evil demons in public. With outsiders standing together, I couldn't help but wonder why you got close to Qin Shi?"

"The helpless clues given are too few to guess, but I can be sure that the purpose you have is definitely not simple, and it is the kind that cannot be known to others."

Zhao Yuan said coldly: "Ling Qingshan, no one has ever said that you are a bitch, do I have anything to do with you? Do I need to explain clearly to you what to do? Why don't you think about what to do tomorrow if you are so free? If you continue to insist on your stupid professional ethics and don't cooperate with us, I believe you will know the final consequences."

Facing Zhao Yuan's threat, Ling Qingshan didn't panic at all, and said calmly: "What consequences can I have? As soon as the Shaolin Temple matter is over, I should continue to do the killer business. Is it possible? Do you think Am I going to die here?"

"You act quite relaxed, thinking I dare not kill you?"

"Of course I believe that you dare to kill me, and it's so cold-blooded that you won't feel anything about killing me. It's just that Zhao Yuan, although you dare, things will not go as you wish."

Zhao Yuan understood that Ling Qingshan was alluding to him. This is a holy place of Buddhism, how could he do anything reckless, and snorted disdainfully.

"Aren't you too naive to use the abbot of Shaolin Temple as a shield? I have the prince's token in my hand, but you are just a killer, so what if you are the number one killer in the world? I thought the abbot of Shaolin Temple would do nothing for you. Insignificant life, dare to fight with the court?"

"I advise you not to fight against us. This is my last warning with what little patience I have left."

After the threat was over, Zhao Yuan suddenly changed the subject, and his tone was a little coaxing, obviously he was whipping and giving candy.

"...Of course, if you are willing to cooperate with us and point out that Yueqiong is the mastermind behind buying.murder.killing.people, we will not only generously forget about your assassination of us earlier, but also give you a considerable sum of money. compensation."

"Think about it carefully, people will be tired after drifting in the rivers and lakes. Who doesn't yearn for a life of peace and contentment? You have been assassinating for so many years, and all you earn is the hard-earned money that licks blood on the tip of a knife. Haven't you thought about it... Will one day be able to have money automatically in my pocket without having to work hard, just by lying down easily?"

"You don't need to worry about enemies coming to you in the future. You have the royal relatives as your backers. They are the only ones to be afraid of. When you are not worried, now that such a great opportunity is in front of you, why do you have to obey it?" What kind of professional ethics are you keeping your mouth shut and missing this happy and comfortable life in the future?"

Faced with such a big temptation, Ling Qingshan not only was not tempted in the slightest, but his eyes were very cold and indifferent, as if he was a boss who was secretly doing tricks at the vegetable stand to prepare for the shortfall.

"Whether it's you or Yueqiong, I don't know which side to take. You don't have to try every means to lure me. The money I have licked blood on the tip of the knife these years is used to save money. Half a day's interest is enough to buy the capital for several dollars. Best Your so-called compensation is not enough to attract my attention."

"Besides, since ancient times, companions have been like companions to tigers. Few of them have a good end. Don't make up for not getting it. People have to go to the underworld to collect coins. One day, if you think your life is too long, you can come Consider your proposal."

Zhao Yuan's brows became more and more frowned. Although Ling Qingshan usually did mindless killings, his thoughts were clearer than anyone else's logic, and he could tell at a glance that his lure was just a empty promise.

What made people gnash their teeth the most was that this guy not only exposed him directly, but also showed off his wealth in front of him, disgusted that the promised compensation was too little.

His eyes instantly became unkind. Since coercion and bribery are not enough, he should just talk about it.

"Don't forget, you wanted to kill us before, not even strangers, our purpose is to save Fusheng, not to save you out of humanitarianism, daydreams have to have a limit."

Ling Qingshan said indifferently: "Since you are so confident, why bother talking to me here? Whether I am daydreaming or you are trying to hide it, I believe...you and I already know it well."

"Do you think that when the time comes, I won't dare to touch you?"

"Who I thought was afraid should be clear now."

Zhao Yuan's face darkened instantly.

"...Don't think that you have the chance to win. If you don't believe it, tomorrow will be a good day!"

"Okay, I will definitely not be late when the time comes, and please give full play to your strength and don't let me down."

Under Zhao Yuan's cold gaze, Ling Qingshan got up from the wall and walked over. When there was only one person left in the yard, his cold expression immediately became quite ugly.

I didn't expect Ling Qingshan's mouth to be so tough, even after a round of coercion and lure, he still refused to take it hard, and his eyes were so poisonous that he was almost tricked by him.

Is there really nothing we can do tomorrow?No, Yueqiong must not be allowed to succeed!Suddenly something popped up in my mind. Although there are risks in the operation, this is the only way to do it now.

At this time, the door of the room opened, and Qin Shi came out of the room. He looked not in good spirits. Indeed, he had not rested for three consecutive days and three nights. Once he arrived at Shaolin Temple, he had to treat Fusheng again. It is inevitable that the body will not be able to hide the fatigue.

Seeing Zhao Yuan's unhappy face, Qin Shi sensed something was wrong.

"Did you chat with Ling Qingshan just now?"

Zhao Yuan didn't want to say it, but he could only say: "I have talked, it's just..."

"Looking at your complexion, it's probably not satisfactory to negotiate with him." Qin Shi frowned and thought, "If this road doesn't work, it will indeed be a big trouble for us..."

Zhao Yuan suddenly said: "Don't worry, tomorrow will be smooth."

For Qin Shi's puzzled gaze, Zhao Yuan didn't explain too much. He recalled those familiar black eyes. Although he tried his best to control them, he still couldn't grasp the power to make a fist.