i have happy sword

There was still some chill in the room, Song Qi instinctively buried himself in Chen Yu's neck.

It was the first time he served others like this.

Not a bad feeling though.

He took off his shirt layer by layer, and some blood had dried on his abdomen.

Perhaps feeling the coolness, Song Qi buried his face deeper into his neckline.

With the warm breath hitting his neck, Chen Yu's cheeks seemed to be as red as Song Qi's.

"Good boy...it hurts...it'll be fine soon." He took out the medicine with an extremely heavy expression.

The person in his arms seemed to be awakened by him, and opened his mouth hard: "I... myself..."

He interrupted impatiently: "Fuck yourself!"

Skin like creamy fat, this word is really suitable to describe him.Chen Yu thought to himself.

The cloth strips were uncovered layer by layer, and the blood color became more ferocious.The last layer stuck to the scabs of the wound, and he was embarrassed.

"Be patient."

Song Qi shook his head weakly.

"No, it has to be torn."

He gently pressed the skin of the wound to prevent more flesh from sticking together.Unknowingly, some beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

As soon as he exerted his strength, he clearly felt the trembling in his arms.

His heart was in his throat.

It took more than a moment from left to right to finally clean up this small piece of cloth, revealing a complete, hideous wound.

It is about three inches long and has a wedge shape with sharp left and right blunt.

He didn't care, he took out the herb, rubbed it on his abdomen carefully, and then wrapped the new clean cloth back around.

Song Qi seemed to have regained some strength, and sat up in a hurry, his face buried in his neckline lifted, but knocked his chin.His bandaged sight was blocked, and he instinctively lowered his head and scolded him: "Don't..."

He just happened to look down, and he just happened to look up.Chen Yu's lips rubbed against the tip of his nose along his forehead.

Song Qi's eyes were half covered, and the brown pupils were close at hand, and he could see the fundus at once.

Breathing is staggered and rapid.

"……move."

Song Qi paused, then closed his eyes and leaned back slowly, with a smile: "...OK."

The dimples at the corners of the lips are deeper than before, which is very nice.

Hue is empty Hue is empty Hue is empty...

Chen Yu put him back on the bed after finishing the last bandage with a shameful face.

He closed his eyes and let out a steady breathing sound after a while.

Chen Yu sat on the window sill, squeezed his arm, and felt a little numb after being leaned against him for a long time without moving.

The last quarter moon has quietly climbed up the treetops at some point.The cold moonlight floats between the sky and the earth.

He glanced at Song Qi who was sleeping soundly, and moved his eyes out of the window, the focus became clearer.

A man in black came quickly with a lantern on the eaves, and finally landed firmly in front of Chen Yu.

"My lord." The man in black knelt on one knee.

"Did you know that Shen Cheng was kidnapped?" he asked.

"Yes. The dark guard has received the news."

"There may be clues"

The man in black showed embarrassment: "The subordinate is incompetent."

He frowned: "It's incompetent enough."

"Forget it, I'll find someone by myself. What about the magic sword, there is news"

"Yes. Qin Yulou and his party have confirmed that they are now in Qinhuai. And, the dark guard just learned that his wife Qin Manzhi runs dozens of famous Goulan houses on both sides of the Qinhuai River."

The secret guards of the imperial court are really becoming more and more useless. Even Song Qi, an ordinary citizen, knows this information, but they are showing off here as first-hand information.

"Okay, okay, is there anything else?"

An Wei said: "There is also a strange thing at Hangzhou Baizhuang."

"speak."

"The young master of Baizhuang's temperament changed drastically after he succeeded to the throne. Before, he was only weak and incompetent. After he succeeded to the throne, his mind seems to be stimulated. He looks for death and life all day long, but he doesn't say a word. He has gone crazy."

"understood."

It seems that all kinds of monsters are already ready to move.

"That's all the information the dark guard has at the moment, and I'll take my leave first." The man in black clasped his hands.

"Okay, let's go."

He bowed to his luggage and planned to leave.

"Hey wait!" Chen Yu suddenly remembered something and grabbed him.

The dark guard turned back and waited for dispatch.

"That..." he said awkwardly, "...do you bring any money?"

Dark Guard: "..."

"Something unexpected happens, and I'm short of cash, lend me some silver, and let the king raise your salary when I return to Beijing." He said irresponsibly.

The secret guard was also a little embarrassed, after all, in this line of work, one should be as light as a swallow and come and go without a trace, otherwise the bonus will be deducted in the year-end assessment, and with too much money, it will not be cool to come and go.Fortunately, I still took out a few taels of silver in the shoe.

Chen Yu frowned: "You work so hard, with only this little money on you, your majesty is too stingy, I will give you a discount when I go back, and I want you to double your salary."

This sentence comes from the heart.

The hidden guard was grateful: "Thank you, my lord!"

"Well, it's okay, let's go." He waved at him.

The dark guard bowed, turned and disappeared into the night.

The action when going is more cool than when coming.

Chen Yu returned to the bed, looking worried at the sleeping Song Qi.

This guy slept until dawn, where did he go to sleep!If you don't squeeze with him, you will be men. He is a man with normal sexuality, so he probably won't mind.

The thought didn't stay for a while, thinking of his shocking wound, he gave up.Go lie down on the table for a while.

Song Qi didn't know what he was doing in his dream, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and then slowly put it down.

Chen Yu pursed his mouth, stuffed his arms into the bed, and tucked in the quilt around his neck.

Then he walked to the table and got down on his stomach.

All sounds are silent.

Only the moon and the lanterns under the eaves of other people's houses have some faint light.

Song Qi's eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes.In front of you is the ancient smallpox.

He glanced at the man in black lying on the table.

I don't know what to think.He pursed his lips, with a three-point smile, and closed his eyes again.

Song Qi didn't know how long he hadn't had such a peaceful rest.

The dark clouds surged, gradually engulfing the bright moonlight, and the brilliance of the clear moon became hazy.

"what--"

A distant scream tore apart the brief tranquility in Wudu.Followed by bustling voices and footsteps.

This night is destined to be restless.

Song Qi fell into a light sleep and woke up soon.

He tidied up his clothes and tied up his long hair with a hosta.

The man in black quietly leaned over the table, gritting his teeth from time to time.

Song Qi couldn't help but take a second look.

Suddenly noticed the dots of scars on his hands, and some of the surrounding skin was bruised.

He had already guessed the origin of this scar.He smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the scar.Different from himself, even in this late autumn night, his hands are always warm.

"Sang..." Chen Yu muttered.

He withdrew his hand and strode out the door.

The proprietress downstairs also heard the sound and was sitting at the counter flipping through the ledger.Seeing Song Qi coming downstairs, he said softly, "My lord is awake."

"Yeah," he said.

"It hurts better"

Song Qi just smiled and said nothing.

"It must be better." The proprietress said to herself with a smile, "Thanks to Mr. Chen for taking care of me."

He walked down the stairs: "Li Niang, don't make fun of me."

She raised the corners of her lips and stopped talking.

"What's going on in town?" he asked.

"Two homicide cases." She said: "Zhang Dazhuang in the west of the city, and Sun Tongtong, the youngest daughter of Widow Zhao's family in the south of the city."

"Appreciate further details."

Li Niang put down the ledger in her hand: "It's strange to say. After the first month of this year, every month before and after the bow, a little boy died with his throat cut. The government has never been able to find out the murderer. There are evil ghosts. There are more and more people coming and going these days, and they are Taoist wizards from all walks of life, who come here to collect demons."

"But this time, for some reason, two incidents happened. Zhang Dazhuang is a strong man again. The Taoist priests who live here say that the evil spirits have started attacking everyone."

She shook her head with a smile: "I'm really a little scared."

"It's just pretending to be a ghost." Song Qi said, "With Li Niang's skills, there is no need for a thief."

"Master, you are joking. It's too late..." Before she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something, and asked, "Where is your ram's horn dagger, and you usually hold it in your hand when you have nothing to do."

He shook his head: "When I came, I was detained by the city gate guards."

Li Niang showed a surprised expression.

Immediately, he regained his expression, knowing clearly in his heart.

"I see."

Song Qi smiled and walked out of the inn.

More and more people were startled, and the noise outside the house finally startled Chen Yu.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and realized that Song Qi had disappeared.

Most of the crowd outside the house flocked to the south of the city.Taoist priests have them, ordinary people have them, court officers and soldiers have them, and witches and mages have them.

He flexed his muscles and jumped down from the window.

The small house was surrounded by onlookers.

Chen Yu patted a fellow on the shoulder: "Brother, what's going on here."

The fellow didn't look at him, and pointed to the house and kowtowed sunflower seeds: "Evil ghost! We are all cursed! This is the eighth child who died this year!"

Some Taoist priests have already opened an altar here.

"Get out of the way!!" The officials from the government carried something out on a stretcher.

With such a shout, more people squeezed forward.It should be to carry the body back to the Yamen for Wu to do an autopsy.

Chen Yu also stretched his head forward.

The small body on the stretcher was motionless, the blood on the neck had dried up, the round eyes hadn't closed yet, but he had lost his spirit, and his skin was already pale and blue.

... water! !

The body had been loaded into the carriage and transported away before he came back to his senses.

The girl's giggling seemed to be still lingering in her ears, "Brother, you look so pretty"——

A few hours ago, a little girl who was bouncing around to get medicine for herself, with eyes like crescent moons, suddenly turned into a cold corpse.Chen Yu felt indescribably sad.

The crowd of spectators gradually dispersed, but Widow Zhao was still squatting at the door, weeping uncontrollably.

Without her husband and child, her heart may have withered the moment she found out that Shui'er was dead.

He looked at her quietly for a long time, but never stepped out to comfort her.

At some point, Song Qi stood far behind Chen Yu.

What are you thinking about? You are obviously very sad for her, but you dare not step forward to say a few words of comfort.

Chen Yu sighed, turned around and was about to leave when he saw Song Qi walking towards him with no expression on his face.

"...why are you here, where have you been?" he asked.

He said: "Walk around casually, just like you."

"Oh……"

"Let's go and have a look." He went straight to Zhao's house.

Chen Yu followed closely.

Song Qi cupped his hands and said to Widow Zhao: "Mrs. Zhao, I'm a new official from the imperial court, and I want to come in and have a look."

Chen Yu was dumbfounded.

Widow Zhao shed tears expressionlessly, her eyes motionless.

He brought Chen Yu into the house.

"You... when did you become a courier again?"

"Nonsense." He walked forward without squinting.

Lying really skilled.He rolled his eyes at him behind his back.

The room was originally filled with the aroma of herbs, but now it smelled of blood.

"Is there anything strange about Yixiu seeing this child during the day?" He asked.

Chen Yu's voice became softer, and his complexion sank: "Not yet."

Song Qi was walking ahead, but suddenly stopped, and Chen Yu was caught off guard and almost bumped into his back.

He turned his head and hesitated, "You..."

"Me?" Chen Yu pointed at himself.

He pursed his lips: "...don't be sad."

He then understood that he was referring to Shui'er's death.

"...What's so sad about me." He muttered, his tone unspeakably awkward, like a child whose secret has been revealed.

"No, how do you know that I saw him during the day."

He said nothing, turned around, lifted the curtain, and entered the back room.

It must be Li Niang who told him, hey, pretending to be secretive.

The blood in the back room has dried up, the furniture is square and tidy, and it is less angry.

"What kind of smell can Yixiu smell?"

After taking two deep breaths, he shook his head: "It smells like herbs."

Song Qi said: "Cliff cypress fragrance."

Those three words instantly straightened Chen Yu's nerves.

It was because of this thuja incense that it was plotted against by bandits before. The ingredients of this incense are rare and not common.All the previous events were suddenly inextricably linked with the curse here.

He calmed down, and carefully identified it again, it seemed that there was indeed something similar to the aura in the cottage.extremely faint.

Song Qi said again: "The utensils are neat and tidy, this child never struggled, and he didn't suffer before his death."

Chen Yu didn't say anything, but his emotions were written on his face.

When the two left the gate of the house, Widow Zhao couldn't cry anymore, she sat on the ground numbly, leaning against the door frame with disheveled hair, her eyes were loose and out of focus.

It was already dawn, and in just a few hours, the voices of people went from bustling to silent, and gradually became noisy again.

The lights are on and off, the sun is setting and the moon is rising, and it will never change because of a certain person.

Before leaving, Song Qi left a piece of silver at the door.