After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Aunt Li said this morning that she planned to send someone out to the palace to do the shopping, but because the number of beautiful women in the palace has increased recently, she has to be responsible for teaching etiquette, and there is not enough manpower. After hearing this, Fu Shiyu volunteered to take over.

As soon as he left the palace, he looked for a place to change his clothes and regained his original appearance. He wanted to say that he didn't know the exact location and asked someone, but he accidentally bumped into someone.

"What's your name, little brother?" Fu Shiyu asked with a smile.

The young man in front of him didn't look very old, and his brows could be seen to be immature, about the same age as Feng Changxing.The facial features are profound, and the outline is tough. Although he has a good appearance, he feels a little unapproachable.

Moreover, I don't know if it's an illusion, but when I met his gaze, there was a sense of crisis in my body, which made me uncomfortable.

Hearing this address, and seeing that this man was half a head taller than him, Chu Yan's face darkened, and he was about to walk around him and leave.

Why does this person look taller than his previous life...

Fu Shiyu moved a step to the right and stood in front of him, smiling like a spring breeze, "Excuse me, is there a ruined temple nearby?"

"Please point me in the direction."

Chu Yan lowered his black eyes and stared at the ground expressionlessly.

In the previous life, this person always liked to laugh, and everyone before and after had a harmless smile on his face, but secretly he was ruthless, decisive, and never showed mercy.

A traitor from the Xiongnu was arrested in the camp, and he refused to confess for a few days. Finally, Fu Shiyu was going to peel his skin with boiling water. The man was so scared that he lost control on the spot and passed out.

Later, when Chu Yan entered the dungeon, he saw this man standing in front of the prisoner, with a faint smile on his face, slowly wiping the blood on his hands with a handkerchief.That was the first time he felt a different throbbing towards this person, only now did he realize that that kind of throbbing was called desire, so every time he pressed this person under his body, he felt a deep... The thrill of being there is so powerful.

It's a pity that this person never smiles on the bed. He stares at a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes. He will shed two tears when he is bullied hard, but he doesn't smile. Different sides.

Recalling the past, Chu Yan's chest was a little knotted, and his eyes couldn't help being a little more surly. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the person in front of him aside vigorously.

Fu Shiyu, who was standing unsteadily, bumped into the wall and hissed in pain. Chu Yan's eyes darkened when he saw this, and he prepared to leave with a cold face.

"Little brother, have I ever offended you?" Fu Shiyu rubbed his sore arm, thinking to himself that this kid has enough strength despite his young age.

Chu Yan paused, and he knew that he was not calm enough to treat this person. It would be easy to say for a while, but if he maintained this attitude in the future, he might arouse suspicion.

"Sorry, I don't like strangers getting too close to me."

Seeing that he actually responded to her, Fu Shiyu was a little surprised, and said with a gentle smile: "I should say sorry, I was rude."

"If little brother doesn't know, then I'll ask others and leave."

Chu Yan thought of something, and suddenly called him indifferently, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Fu Shiyu turned around with doubts in his eyes.

"Exit the city gate and go left."

Fu Shiyu's eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you."

"You are Welcome."

After watching the man leave, Chu Yan sneered, and followed him out of the city gate, but he walked in the opposite direction from Fu Shiyu.

After thinking about it, instead of letting him ask others, it would be better to point him in the wrong direction and buy some time for himself.

Even if you know you made a mistake and rush back, the person has already been taken away by then.

With a hearty keyboard, Chu Yan found that the sleeves of his inner jacket were sticky and uncomfortable. It must be because of the push of Fu Shiyu just now, and the wound on his arm was split open.

Looks like there's no longer any delay...

Chu Yan's pace quickened a lot. Because of his father, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his steps were lighter than others. He found the ruined temple he was looking for in less than half a cup of tea.

Just as I was about to go in, I suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the temple.

"My lord, I haven't eaten for several days, please give me some food money."

"Good people are rewarded, please save us."

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't eaten for several days."

"... "

"But... I don't have any money..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Chu Yan's eyes trembled.

Fu Shiyu?

Didn't you point in the wrong direction?Why did it arrive so soon.

He hid behind the big tree in front of the temple and looked at the situation inside the temple.

Surrounded by a group of beggars, Fu Shiyu was a little at a loss, and there were a few smudges on his clean white shirt.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Chu Yan's heart was not as irritable as before, and his eyes were full of joy.

Hearing Fu Shiyu said that he had no money, the beggars kneeling underneath instantly turned their faces, and their words were full of accusations.

"You dress so well, how could you have no money!"

"Yes! Impossible not!"

"You won't tell us where that person is if you don't give it to us?"

Fu Shiyu was not angry, and begged for forgiveness: "I'm sorry everyone, I really don't have one now."

"However, if you tell me where that person is, I will be very grateful."

The silver taels on his body are all for buying later, and he can't move. If he had known that he would encounter these beggars, he would have taken the silver taels that Yang Qianqian gave him before.

"Since you don't give it, don't blame us for being rude!"

"Stop talking nonsense with him!"

"Let's do it directly!"

The group of beggars drove Fu Shiyu in a hurry and began to pick up his clothes.

Fu Shiyu sighed inwardly.

This body has no strength to restrain a chicken, and there is no weapon. How can it be against this group of bandits who are like mad dogs. They are planning to fool them into stopping, and then find another opportunity to leave.

"You guys stop first, I'll do it."

"I'll just say he has it." A beggar standing at the front smiled triumphantly: "Hurry up and hand it over!"

"Wait, is that a money bag?!"

A beggar exclaimed in surprise, and everyone's eyes turned to Fu Shiyu like wolves.

Fu Shiyu lowered his head, it turned out that when he was struggling just now, a small corner of the money bag he was carrying was exposed, and he screamed inwardly, "This is not money"

Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed Fu Shiyu's collar, and the group of people frantically tore at his shirt like they were demented.

Seeing that he was dragged with only his underwear left, Chu Yan, who was hiding in the dark, sneered, and couldn't help cursing inwardly as a waste, why bother to talk to these unruly people.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of a dirty hand touching Fu Shiyu's neckline, a thin and white collarbone slipped out of the loosened underwear, and the scenery inside was faintly visible.

Chu Yan's eyes turned cold, and he picked up the gravel on the ground and threw it viciously.

There were a few small cracking sounds in the ear, and the beggars who were holding Fu Shiyu's collar fell to the ground, and the broken silver in the purse rolled all over the floor.

"... "

Fu Shiyu didn't understand, so he straightened his clothes and looked outside.

"Who's there?"

No one answered outside the temple, except for the overgrown weeds and dead trees, there was no one else.

Fu Shiyu went out again to take a look.

no one…

What happened to these beggars?

Fu Shiyu was puzzled, remembering that he needed to find someone, he looked down at the beggars who had passed out.

It seems that the next time I come, I can only blame myself for being too reckless this time. If I came prepared, how could I let these bandits be so arrogant.

Although he was unwilling, he also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He bent down, picked up the broken silver on the ground, put it in his purse, turned around and ran out of the ruined temple.

After seeing Fu Shiyu leave in a hurry, Chu Yan came out from behind the tree and walked into the ruined temple.

The beggars who had passed out woke up slowly, got up from the ground one after another, and found that the young man in white was gone.

Seeing the person standing with their backs to them not far away, the beggars looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

"who are you?"

It was almost dusk at this time, the birds were returning to their nests, and the rustling shadows of the trees covered the dilapidated temple, giving it an indescribably eerie and eerie feeling.

Chu Yan turned around, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes were cold, and he couldn't see a trace of fireworks.

"Where is Chongyang?"

Seeing that he was a boy with no hair yet, the beggars felt relieved and raised their voices: "Give me the silver first!"

"Yes! Give me the silver!"

The beggar with wicked eyebrows and mischievous eyes smiled, and said tactfully, "How is it? My lord, I will tell you as soon as the money is given to us!"

As soon as the words fell, the person who was standing in the distance just now came to him in an instant. Chu Yan pinched his neck, and then he exerted force with his palms. Before the beggar could come to beg for mercy, he tilted his head sideways and collapsed to the ground like mud.

Chu Yan scanned the faces of the remaining beggars one by one, and said calmly, "Do you want more money?"

The beggars stared wide-eyed and turned to run away. Chu Yan jumped over them first and closed the temple door.

Now, the beggars knew that they had offended the God of Plague. They were so frightened that they all knelt on the ground and begged, "Master...please forgive me."

Chu Yan looked at them condescendingly. Although there were no fluctuations in his tone, it made the hair stand on end.

"Say."

The beggars were stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, they kowtowed repeatedly and said, "Master, we really don't know where he is!"

"Please let us go."

"what!!!"

There was a shrill scream in the temple, and the sparrows flew around in a moment of shock.

Chu Yan moved his foot away slowly, and the beggar folded his hands and cried loudly, rolling on the ground in pain.

"One last time." His remaining patience was exhausted little by little, looking at the trembling beggars, he said in a gloomy tone, "Where are they?"

"We really don't know! Grandpa!"

"I've never heard of a person named Chongyang in this temple!"

"Yes, yes, only our brothers have been there!"

Chu Yan pondered.

Did I find the wrong place...

Looking down at the beggars kowtowing at his feet, Chu Yan's face showed no joy or anger. After a long while, there were several screams in the silent night.

The closed temple door opened with a creak.

Chu Yan rubbed his sore wrist, and as soon as he stepped over the threshold, his eyes froze when he saw the situation in the yard.

A beggar in ragged clothes was sitting on the ground, his face was so dirty that he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, he was holding half a black steamed bun, gnawing on it earnestly.

Chu Yan came back to his senses, raised the corners of his lips, walked slowly to the beggar and knelt down, spread his hands, and there was a triangular token in his palm, engraved with a vigorous and powerful word 'Swallow'.