[Quick Transmigration] On the self-cultivation of a male protagonist

In Chang'an City, in Huangu Bieyuan, hibiscus flowers are in full bloom.

"Xin Jin, you are really here alone!" Mo Li sighed, unable to tell whether it was admiration or ridicule.

"Isn't that what you said? The letter has been delivered to my desk. Hundreds of lives are lost. Can I not come? Besides, if I don't come, you should have a way to capture me." Xin Jin The expressionless reply, obviously without any fluctuations in tone, but there was a hint of sarcasm.

"Heh~ I've reached this point, and I'm still so talkative!" Mo Li leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table to support her head: "I won't say those useless words, take out the medicine king inheritance, I can consider letting you live."

Xin Jin looked at Mo Li expressionlessly, her eyes were clear and cool, as if nothing would go unnoticed by him.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Mo Li felt as if she had been stripped naked and put on the fire, feeling uncomfortable all over.Just when he couldn't stand being looked at, Xin Jin spoke.

"What you want is not the inheritance of the medicine king, no, it should be said that it is not just the inheritance of the medicine king." Xin Jin stared at Mo Li, a cold light flashed in her eyes: "You also want to know the origin of Li Shang!"

Clap clap!Mo Li smiled and stood up: "It's convenient to talk to smart people, Xin Jin, if you know someone, tell the source of Li Shang, otherwise..."

Mo Li knew that Wushang hired Baiche medicinal materials that day. Even Dali couldn't easily produce so many rare medicinal materials for Baiche, but Wushang could easily produce so many rare medicinal materials. As a dowry gift, this must be a big force, even enough to threaten Dali, so Mo Li wanted to know where Wushang was and eradicate him in one fell swoop.

Of course, Xin Jin couldn't stay either, he knew too much, so he told Xin Yun that Xin Jin had gone out for a wandering.

"Sure enough." Xin Jin laughed softly: "If I don't tell you, so what?"

"How? No, don't you like men? I can give them to you!" Mo Li waved his hand in disgust, and ten grown men appeared in the yard, making Xin Jin even more petite and deceitful.

"You have to serve Master Xingu well, if anyone can win the favor of Master Xingu, I will reward you very much!"

"Do you really think that I will dare to come to the appointment without making any preparations?" Xin Jin laughed out loud. This was the first time he smiled in front of Mo Li. That smile was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.It really echoed a sentence in "Bai Shi Lang Qu": there are jade in the accumulation of stones, and the pine trees are like emerald.Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.

However, Mo Li was in no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

"What did you do!" Mo Li panicked, he could feel the internal force in his body disappearing in large swaths.

The ten big men fell to the ground and died when Mo Li asked the question.

"I didn't want to do this, but you are too dangerous, I can only rest assured if you die." Xin Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Mo Li and smiled miserably.

"What the hell did you do! Come on, come on!" Mo Li was terrified of his life after all, he didn't even have the strength to stand up now.

"It's useless, anyone who enters this other garden will die." Xin Jin looked at him with a sneer, this sentence was like a curse, and those who heard the call outside the other garden fell to the ground.

"You dare to kill me! How dare you kill me! Have you forgotten the lives of the hundred and ten people in Yaowanggu?" Mo Li was so terrified that she could only cover up her fear with anger.

"Why don't you dare? What's more, what do those hundreds of people's lives have to do with me?" Xin Jin's voice was weak and seemed a little far away. He turned around slowly, avoided the corpses on the ground, and pushed others away. The gate of the garden and left.

And Mo Li, he won't survive tonight.

In the autumn of the fifth year of Dali, the emperor died and his younger brother succeeded him.

In Wushang Valley, the study room.

Wushang received a report from his subordinates, saying that Jixuan, who was in charge of delivering the dowry, had returned and brought a letter from Xinjin.

The letter is very thick.He must miss me very much, Wushang thought happily, and opened the envelope with anticipation, it was a book and a thin piece of letter paper.

He opened the folded letter paper strangely, his smile froze on his face, and there were these words written on the letter paper.

Sorry, I broke my promise. —— Xin Jin

Wushang was very angry, very angry, no one could play tricks on him like this, especially this opportunity was given away by him.In a fit of rage, he tore up the letter and the book.

Therefore, he did not see the name of the book. It was the classic of medicine law, the book of inheritance of Medicine King Valley, which was written by Xin Jin himself and completed after a night of silence.For Xinjin, the fact that he can give Wushang this book means that he has acknowledged their relationship, and it is his dowry!

But these are not important anymore, Wushang wants to teach those who tease him a lesson, even though he loves him.

Inside the Valley of the Medicine King, there are broken walls and ruins.

Wushang never thought that this would be the scene that greeted him. He thought that Xinjin would mock him for being stupid, or that he would hate him for liking the same sex; Pleaded for forgiveness to him, but never thought he would die.

But God always likes to joke with him, he is dead, he is indeed dead, the ashes are held in his hands, light, just like that person's weight, very light, almost no flesh, he thought about waiting for him After getting married, I must give him a good raise to grow some flesh, so thin, hugging him so weird...

The ashes were given to him by a baby-faced young man. Xin Jin was poisoned too deeply. His body was like a mobile source of poison. of.

So all Wushang got now was his ashes, and a well-sealed urn that could never be opened.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have let him go that day.

Besides, he hadn't said "I love you" to Xinjin, he wanted to tell Xinjin on the wedding night, he didn't want Xinjin to think that their marriage was just a deal.

He really loves him.

Who knows that a farewell that day will become a farewell.

ah!It's raining.Or where does the water on the face come from?

Everyone in the world said that Xin Jin, the owner of the Medicine King Valley, kept his promise and never broke his promise to anyone, but who knew that he broke his promise to him alone.

Heh~ What a liar!

My surname is Gu, and my name is Gu Yan. I am a servant in the Yaowang Valley. I have a baby face. People who have met me say so.

I remember that day the owner of the valley found me and asked me to do something for him.

It was a letter, a very thick letter. The owner of the valley said that I should give the letter to Jixuan, and after Jixuan left, he would evacuate the people in Yaowang Valley. Everyone in the valley went out to seek refuge. If possible, they would never return to the valley in this life.

I agreed.

Goodbye, it is a day later.

That morning, I just woke up.The owner of the valley was sitting by the arbor in front of my door, his face was pale, his eyes were lightly closed, and he had been dead for a long time.

Beside him was a piece of paper with two sentences written on it.

The first sentence is: poisonous, touch with care, eat.

It is very strange that it is not in the form of powder like other poisons, it is a liquid oil, volatile, and it will not come out after entering the living body, unless there is physical contact with a dead creature, there is no solution.

The second sentence is: Burn me, and give the ashes to Wushang.

Who is Wushang?I have no idea.

But then I found a young man in red who claimed to be Wushang outside the abandoned Yaowang Valley. I gave him the ashes, and he asked me a lot of questions.

But there are some problems in my mind. The weather is obviously very sunny, so it must be raining.

I am Xinyun.

That day I just found out that senior brother was going to marry a man. At that time, I couldn't accept it. I said something disgusting and left. Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't. Senior brother must be very sad!

It's a pity that I left Yaowang Valley on the second day, so I can't apologize.

Except for this incident, I have always been very happy. I have a lover who can hold hands for a lifetime, and a brother who is like a brother.

But it all ended on the same day.

I still remember that day when I was playing chess with my mother, I suddenly sent someone to report His Majesty's death.

I don't remember it later, I only know that Li died of poisoning, and the murderer was the senior brother.

Why?Why did senior brother kill Li?

I don't understand.

Later, I heard that there seemed to be an uprising in the northwest, but the reason was unknown, and I didn't know whether Dali could suppress it.

After that I don't know.

Because, I am dead.

Senior brother poisoned the emperor, and I was his junior sister.

When punished.

In the spring of the tenth year of Dali, the country was broken.The new emperor ascended the throne and named the country Jin.

On the streets of Chang'an City, people come and go in an endless stream.

"Hey, have you heard that the emperor hasn't accepted a concubine this year!" A young man dressed as a scholar pulled his friend around and said mysteriously.

"Do you need to hear about this! Your Majesty, you haven't been selected for a show since you became the throne, and you still have a concubine." The friend curled his lips in disdain, and then smiled wretchedly, "Let me see, do you think it is the emperor who beat the country back then? Something went wrong there!"

"Hey, be careful, be careful!" Hearing the second half of the sentence, the young man suddenly grabbed his friend's sleeve nervously, warning very seriously.

The friend's eyes widened suddenly, as if he remembered something, he immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

The young man looked around, he was relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention to them, and hurried away with his friend.

I was frightened today, so I must kill him severely later!

In a tavern not far away, a young man in blue was angrily staring at the two people who were drifting away not far away until they disappeared at the corner of the street.

"Just let them go like this?" The young man in blue turned his head and looked at the middle-aged handsome man sitting opposite him with aggrieved expression.

The middle-aged uncle Mei, also known as Wushang, poured himself a glass of wine with the flagon, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother!" The blue-clothed youth looked at Wushang resentfully, "What are you doing? It's been ten years, and you're just a man!"

Today is that person's memorial day, and every time Wushang comes out on this day, he will go out alone to get drunk.

But today there is an extra dog skin plaster named younger brother.

"You don't understand." Wushang glanced at the young man in blue and shook his head. For some people, just one look is enough for a lifetime.

"I don't want to understand either!" Wuyou didn't understand, just because of a man, why did his wise and powerful elder brother become like this, like a walking corpse that lost his soul.

Wushang looked at his younger brother's worried eyes, and sighed: "I don't want you to understand either, don't worry, I'm fine." Only he remembered that person, and if he died too, that person would be the only one in this world. There is no trace, how can he allow it!

After finishing speaking, Wushang picked up a glass of wine with a wry smile and drank it all.

There is a saying that there are flowers that can be broken straight and need to be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break the branches, after all, he did not protect him well...

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