Daily life of a slave

Dressed in linen and white boots, not like a living person, he passed through layers of night watchmen and entered the tent without making any noise.

Even if it was the second time seeing Xue Wenshu, Xue Wenshu was still a little apprehensive. It stands to reason that he is the only surviving blood of the Xue Dynasty royal family and a well-deserved heir to the throne. No matter how mysterious these spirit guardians are, they are still subjects of the previous dynasty. They should be afraid of themselves.

"Your Majesty the Sixth Highness is safe and sound."

The Buddha's head bowed to Xue Wenshu, his withered face was riddled with grooves, and it seemed that he himself had become a walking corpse during his long career as a guardian of the spirit.

Xue Wenshu even smelled the stench of corpses from him.

There are only ten spirit guardians in total, except for the head of the Buddha, they are all deaf-mute and blind. I don't know if they are congenital or they have been cut out like this after being selected to become spirit guardians. In short, these ten people have extremely strict words. Even if it is not strict, there is absolutely no possibility of revealing the secrets of the imperial mausoleum to outsiders.

The only channel of communication between the tomb keeper and the outside world has always been the Buddha head.

"I came here for one thing this time - I wonder if His Highness can think clearly"

The Buddha's head has always spoken concisely and never beat around the bush. Because he has not spoken for a long time, his pronunciation is very weird, and it always gives people the feeling of reptiles meandering on the gravel.

"I...have thought about it."

As if making great determination, Xue Wenshu nodded.The responsibility of the spirit guardians is only to protect the spirits, and the restoration of the country has nothing to do with them. When the dynasty is still going on, they will be distracted from cultivating new spirit guardians and new Buddha heads. Now that the Xue family is dead, leave it to them There is only one mission left.

The last emperor of the Xue family was introduced into the imperial mausoleum, buried alive, and worshiped forever.

The Xue Dynasty has gone through several generations, and naturally there are more than one imperial mausoleum. After the construction of each generation, the craftsmen directly killed and buried them. I don't know where my ancestors are buried.

He didn't know it when he was alive, but after death, it was natural to "point out" the direction for him so that he could reunite with his ancestors.

"The hub is single and weak, and I know that there is no hope of restoring the country. Instead of living here and embarrassing the ancestors, it is better to go to the imperial mausoleum to serve the ancestors as soon as possible."

"Since the Sixth Highness can see things openly, then I won't make any detours. It will be an auspicious time in three days. Your Highness will burn incense and bathe and wait for three days. I will come to send His Highness to Jingling Mausoleum to reunite with the late emperor on time."

Jingling was built by the old emperor for himself shortly after he ascended the throne. When the throne passed to him, the country had little money left, so everything was kept simple, and there were not many funeral objects, not even his own bones. Make it all up.

After Wei Cheng chopped off the old emperor's head in front of Xue Wenhu, he hung his head on the city wall for a few days in the sun, and finally Xue Wenshu forced him to take it off with death.The head was saved, but the body was shared by the wild dogs, and even the bones were not picked up.The head of the Buddha took the spirit guardian and stole the head back and buried it in Jingling. Now there is only one descendant of the Xue family who will worship forever.

"I'm sorry, in order to avoid accidents, I have to find a substitute to follow Wei Cheng to continue going south in the past few days."

"Your Highness is still thinking carefully."

The Buddha's head cupped his hands at Xue Wenshu again, and a group of ten people swaggered out of the camp. Their movements were so mysterious that no one noticed that their martial arts attainments were evident. Looking at the direction where they disappeared, Xue Wenshu couldn't regain his senses for a long time.

He didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him after ten such powerful people saw through his plan with Kong Shan.

**

"It's so cold."

Wenhu desperately shrank into Wei Ning's arms, but he didn't feel warm at all, his whole body seemed to be trapped in the thousand-year-old ice, and every time his heart beat, it seemed to shake off the ice scum.

"What did you feed him!"

A steady stream of internal energy was sent desperately into Wenhu's body, but it didn't get any better.Wenhu's teeth chattered uncontrollably, but what was strange was that his body was still warm.

It is no different from ordinary people.

Kong Shan looked at him like this, and the smile lines at the corners of his mouth deepened even more.

"Brother Wei, there is no need to worry. What I let Brother Xue eat is not some medicine, but a life-saving elixir."

Wei Ning refused to accept that he wanted to fight Kong Shan, but Wen Hu stopped him in time. He gritted his teeth and looked back at Kong Shan, using his almost frozen tongue to speak a few words.

"You want me to enter Jingling as the living dead for Xue Wenshu."

Kong Shan nodded gracefully.

"Your Highness is wise."

Wenhu clenched his palms tightly, his nails sank into the flesh, and his bones seemed to be cracked by the cold. Even he, who was used to enduring pain since he was a child, couldn't stand the severe pain.

"Don't forget, Wei Ning only listens to me."

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'm still pointing at him to deal with the Buddha's head - I will definitely let the two of you go far away after the matter is completed, and I will never come here again to cause trouble."

Going far and flying high, hmph, it is also a beautiful thing to compare wings on the road to Huangquan.

"I will believe you. If I can really survive, why did you go to such lengths to ask me to pretend to be Xue Wenshu and enter Jingling? Wouldn't it be safer for him to go!"

No matter how smart a person is, he still cannot help but get confused at the moment of life and death, and Xue Wenhu is no different.Kong Shan looked at the man in front of him who was obviously out of shape, and felt a sense of pleasure in victory in his heart.

"Brother Xue has wronged Kong, isn't he thinking that the Sixth Highness is not strong enough to endure this crime? How shrewd is the Buddha head? How can the Sixth Highness be his opponent, or you can do it yourself Stay safe."

"Hmph, you really think highly of me."

"That is, I have always firmly believed that His Highness is a genius in this world."

Three days is enough time for Kong Shan to make preparations for stealing.Xue Wenshu and Xue Wenhu are brothers, and their appearances are six to seven points alike. In addition, during this period of time, Wenhu has been tossed so that he is neither human nor ghost, and his face is pale and bloodless, just like his own. Xue Wenshu, who tossed himself to make him look pale, looked more like two or three points.The talented people under Kong Shan's hands made a very subtle modification to his face, and even Kong Shan himself would admit his mistake if he didn't pay attention.

"Everything is ready, Brother Xue, please."

Due to the mother-child Gu, Wenhu has been infested by cold air every day for the past three months. Compared with others, he is obviously stronger to bear the ice-piercing poison. After recovering from his condition, he walked as usual in his actions, which was rare, and actually carried a bit of the majesty of a prince.

"I want to see Xue Wenshu."

"It's natural, Brother Xue, please."

Wenhu changed into a servant girl, and followed Kong Shan, who was dressed as a groom, to the carriage where Xue Wenshu was.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the pungent incense came to the face.

"You're trying to suffocate yourself"

Wenhu frowned and wanted to put out the incense burner, but he was slapped away by Xue Wenshu. He was not as strong as before, and it didn't hurt when he slapped it on his hand, but because his nails were too long, a line was born on the back of Wenhu's hand. bloodstains.

"Who allowed you to tamper with!"

Xue Wenshu looked at Wenhu resentfully, wishing to gouge out his eyeballs.After seeing his servant dressed up from the corner of the eye, he suddenly felt better again.

He is the master, Xue Wenhu is just a lowly servant, the greatest meaning of his life is to send him to die for him.

In exchange for countless gold and silver treasures for him to climb back to the top.

"Change quickly, don't dawdle, what do you think you can expect"

Xue Wenshu threw a set of clothes that were exactly the same as his own to Wenhu, and fixed his eyes on him, for fear that he would regret it temporarily.

"I never understood why you hated me so much."

Wenhu didn't struggle, and while taking off his clothes, he could distract himself from chatting with Xue Wenshu.

Others can't see what's going on in the person in front of them, but Wen Hu is very clear.

Both father and son have the same problem, they like to use spices to cover up the smell of medicine and blood, but the old man uses it on him, while Xue Wenshu greets himself.

"You don't know what you are doing, do you still want me to think of brotherhood and let you go?"

The two faces are exactly the same, and even the body shape is the same. Two people who are so similar are destined to be incompatible.

"I never asked you to provoke you, and I never thought of killing you. Even when you tossed me in the general's mansion, didn't I fight back?"

Wenhu tried hard to think back, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Is it because I'm easy to bully?"

"If you are willing to be humble, you can blame anyone. I am just admonishing you, an unworthy descendant, for the ancestors. Now that you can die for the country, it is also your blessing."

"It's good that I give this blessing to you"

Wenhu really put on a posture to persuade seriously,

"Look at you being beaten up by Wei Cheng every day here, you've got a lot of injuries, hey, don't do it, you hurt me now, who will die for you?"

Wen Hu hid with a smile, and the two wandered in the carriage, which made Kong Shan, who was acting as the groom temporarily, very embarrassed, but he was afraid of revealing his identity and couldn't speak to stop him, so he had to ask A Wu who was hanging at the bottom of the carriage to remind the two.

A square hole was opened at the bottom of the car, and a face of Ah Wu came in.

"They're coming soon, change clothes quickly."

This sentence calmed Xue Wenshu, he didn't chase and beat people, Wenhu naturally changed his clothes honestly.

Continue to change, and continue to hate.

Such a strong smell of spices can't cover up the faint musky scent. It's not hard for Wen Hu to guess what Wei Cheng did to Xue Wenshu, but it can be seen from the injuries on his body... this guy's habit It's really not a normal pervert.

"You really think that Kong Shan can help you restore the country with peace of mind..."

The bottom of the car was opened again, and Awu glared over from there.Wenhu fell silent, but Xue Wenshu was startled by the question.

Yes, why does Kong Shan help him? Is it true that he has money and food based on his loyalty? He recruits soldiers and buys horses to seize the country, so why bother to make wedding dresses for others?

It's not that Xue Wenshu couldn't think of these things, but he deliberately avoided them after thinking about them.He doesn't have anything that can control Kong Shan, he just relies on the remaining prestige of the previous dynasty. Apart from this, why should he sit back and enjoy the benefits?

Speaking of the blood of the previous dynasty, isn’t Xue Wenhu the same? Why did Kong Shan focus on him?

Xue Wenshu's mood began to be unstable, and after Wenhu changed his clothes, the sense of superiority that was forced by the clothes was almost gone. How did he not realize before that, Xue Wenhu, Xue Wenhu... …

"Why are you staring at me like this, you figured it out and don't let me die for you"

He is not afraid in the face of danger, standing in a desperate situation and still talking and laughing happily, this is something he will never do.

Xue Wenhu is more suitable for that seat than him.

This is the reason why Kong Shan did not choose Xue Wenhu, and it is also the reason why he has always wanted to put Xue Wenhu to death.

People who don't do it for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth.

The mind is covered with dust in a blink of an eye, and then when you open your eyes, it will be scattered in the evening.

"impossible."

Wen Hu brushed off his sleeves.

"That's good."

**

When the Buddha head came, he saw two identical people in the carriage, relatively speechless.

The visitor was obviously taken aback.

"Your Highness is really good at tricks. This disguise can't even be seen by the villain's eyes."

The head of the Buddha extended his thin palm to the person sitting in the main seat.

"For safety's sake, don't blame your Highness."

Wenhu, who was in the main seat, stretched out his hand in front of the Buddha's head, and the Buddha's head carefully compared the palm prints, and then confirmed his identity.

The face can be modified, but the palm prints of Xue's direct line cannot be faked.Although they are not the same, they are not far away from his biological father. The Buddha's head has memorized the palm prints of three generations of Xue emperors, and he will never admit mistakes.

Before the palm was put down, Wenhu frowned,

"Stop the army to rest and bury the pot to make food. I'm afraid that guy Wei Cheng will come over again."

Hearing this, the Buddha head, who originally wanted to check the palm print of the person next to him, stopped planning. There is only one direct descendant left in the world. Since this one is the one in front of him, why should he bother.

"It's not too late, Your Highness, please follow me."

Before leaving, the Buddha's head suddenly glanced at the position at the bottom of the carriage, and the other two people in the carriage were startled, like a gust of wind, the hand of the person standing behind Wenhu was grabbed by the Buddha's head.

Awu, who was lying on the bottom of the car, felt his scalp tighten. He didn't know what happened in the car, but he only knew that the car was deadly quiet at the moment.

a long time.

"It seems that the old man is worrying too much."

The doubts have been resolved, just like when he came, the Buddha's head walked out of the carriage with Wenhu swaggeringly, Awu watched him walk easily from the bottom of the car, only Wenhu who was dragged by the Buddha's head knew the identity of this person How amazing the speed is, no wonder it will not be noticed by walking so openly.

With such a fast speed, people with comparable abilities would not be able to catch up at all. If not for this, Kong Shan would not have taken Wei Ning's idea.

The nearby soldiers only felt a gust of wind.

Another burst.

For a while.

"got windy."

Wang Er wiped the goosebumps on his arms, and was going to buy some leather from the gray-clothed brother to wrap his wife's feet. The ones in the wilderness should be thicker.

It's a pity that I searched around and couldn't find it.

**

Wei Ning was chasing and making marks carefully, the mother-child Gu on Wenhu's body was still there, if Kong Shan couldn't keep up, Wenhu would suffer in the end.

"Woooooo!!"

The sack on his shoulder moved wildly, as if something had suddenly woken up, Wei Ning pressed his index finger and middle finger somewhere, but the sack returned to its original tranquility.