Magic Stick Survival Rules[Comprehensive]

The death of the man in black did not attract anyone's attention.

Even a soft-hearted person would at most lament about it. No one would think that Ximen Chuuxue was responsible for his death. After all, everyone saw that he was the one who rushed towards Ximen Chuuxue first with a knife.

Of course, if he had provoked a soft-hearted person, perhaps he would not have ended up in this fate.

But for a mother, a mother who has lost her son and is full of grief and anger, even if her son did it first, she will never think that he deserves to die.

"Give back my son's life! Give back my son's life!"

In front of the carriage, the white-haired old woman was full of tears, and her mournful cries sounded so unbearable and sympathetic that passers-by who didn't know the truth cast their reprimanding eyes on the carriage.

"Auntie, don't do this." After controlling the frightened horse, the coachman looked helplessly at the old woman who was blocking the front, and explained: "This matter is not our fault. There are so many people present at that time, it can be proved that It was the owner of my family that your son attacked first."

"Even so, you shouldn't have killed him. He was drunk at the time and lost his mind. He just recognized the wrong person. You can avoid or subdue him. Why did you kill him? Why..."

Repeatedly chanting 'why', the old woman staggered towards the carriage, looking a little dazed.

Fearing that she would do something impulsively, the coachman quickly jumped down and stood in front of her, Qu Wurong held the hilt of his sword calmly.

In the carriage, Ling Qi sighed, feeling a little heavy.

"Poor parents all over the world..." In the eyes of most parents, no matter what their children did wrong, it can always be forgiven. If he could react at that time, maybe he should stop Ximen's sword.

Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes and looked at Ling Qi without saying a word.

Outside the car, the old woman who was stopped not far away suddenly took out a pair of scissors from her sleeve, and was about to poke her chest. Fortunately, the driver reacted in time and gave the scissors to her a second before she did it. snatched it down.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me, my son is dead, what am I doing alive?"

She attempted suicide, and the old woman became emotional again. She yelled and rushed to the coachman, trying to get the scissors back.

Seeing that she couldn't get back the scissors, the old woman gritted her teeth and slammed into the carriage again, intending to hit her head on the carriage and die.

Qu Wurong, who was sitting in front of the car, moved. She flashed behind the old woman, and then knocked the old woman unconscious with a hand knife. Seeing the unconscious old woman collapsed on the ground, Qu Wurong Wurong looked at the coachman and asked blankly, "What should we do now?"

It seems too cruel to leave them alone here, but if they do, it will inevitably delay their trip.

Looking at the iron-embroidered scissors in his hand, the coachman said helplessly, "Let's ask the second owner."

The owner of the villa would definitely not care about this person's life or death, but the second owner of the owner seemed to be more soft-hearted. The coachman thought to himself, if the second owner wanted to take care of this matter, the owner probably would not have any objections.

Of course Ling Qi would not let an old man just pass out on the road and ignore him.

So they spent a period of time entrusting the old man to a nearby nunnery, and left a sum of money, asking the nunnery to hand it over to her when the old man woke up, and use it to place her son's body.

After finishing these things, it was getting late, Ling Qi and the others had no choice but to find an inn in the small town in front of them, and continue their journey tomorrow.

After dinner, Ling Qi took Ximen Chuuxue and left the inn in the name of going for a walk.

"I don't seem to have told you about my background." Walking on the street with no pedestrians, Ling Qi looked sideways at Ximen Chuuxue, then held his hand and whispered.

In fact, not only Ximen Chuuxue, but even Hua Manlou and others who first knew Ling Qi didn't know Ling Qi's life experience.

After pausing for a while, Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Ling Qi, his eyes seemed a little surprised.

Ling Qi's origin has always been a mystery. No one knows where he came from. Even when Wanmei Villa investigated him earlier, it was only found that he first appeared in Ninghe Town under Longevity Mountain.

There are rumors in the world that a curious person once went to Dazhi Datong to inquire about Ling Qi's background, but Dazhi Datong, who claims to know everything, returned the man's money and bluntly said he didn't know.

He claimed to be a Taoist priest to the outside world, but no one knew which Taoist temple he came from, who he studied under, and whether he had parents. Lu Xiaofeng also asked these questions curiously, but Ling Qi smiled and said nothing to him. Any personal history.

Ximen Chuuxue was not really curious about this, but as a lover, he naturally also wanted to know Ling Qi's origin.

"I am an orphan. I was abandoned by my parents when I was very young. The person who adopted me also adopted many children like me. The sister I mentioned earlier who looks very similar to Gao Yanan was born with me. Adopted orphans."

"Orphans like us, if we are lucky, may be adopted by kind people."

"A lot of people wanted to adopt me when I was young," Ling Qi said with a smile to Ximen Chuuxue, "After all, I look good, I look smart, and I'm easy to like."

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes.

Blinking his eyes, Ling Qi pretended to be mysterious and said, "You must not see how naughty I was when I was young."

Nodding cooperatively, Ximen Chuuxue said in his heart, in fact Ling Qi is also very naughty now, otherwise he wouldn't have bullied Lu Xiaofeng to the point where he wanted to hide when he saw him.

"If someone dares to bully me, I will instigate other partners, and that person will be beaten up severely." Ling Qi smiled triumphantly, and said, "So in the end, no one dares to bully me anymore."

Ling Qi had a bad temper when he was a child, and he hated being told that he had no father, no mother, and no upbringing. Every time someone dared to say that, he would call his friends and drag him to a corner to give him a good lesson.

"But when I grew up, I realized that there was no point in doing it."

"Because even if those people don't bully me anymore, in their eyes, I'm still a pitiful wretch without father and mother." His tone gradually fell, Ling Qi pursed his lips, and whispered: "I actually envy those who have Parents."

"Seeing that old woman feel sorry for her child makes me feel uncomfortable."

That's why Ling Qi felt so heavy today when the old woman stopped the car, but Ximen Chuuxue seemed to have misunderstood something, although he didn't say anything, how could Ling Qi not notice it.

Knowing what Ling Qi meant, Ximen Chuuxue said in a low voice: "I thought you were blaming me for hitting too hard."

"How could that be?" Shaking his head funny, Ling Qi sighed, "I'm not as kind-hearted as Hua Manlou, what's more, if the person he attacked at that time was not you, but other ordinary people, the one who died might be It will be someone else."

The old woman was right in saying a word, and they did have other choices at the time.

It was not difficult for Ximen Chuuxue to avoid that person, but there were still many onlookers around them, and most of these people were ordinary people who had no ability to protect themselves.

Ximen Chuuxue seems ruthless, but Ling Qi feels that he is actually a very affectionate person.

Others think he is ruthless, just because he never wants to show his feelings in front of others.

Ximen Chuuxue would go out to kill people every year, but the people he killed deserved to die. By doing so, he was doing justice for the heavens and avenging the victims who had never known each other.

Although Ximen Fuxue thought that he did this only to prove the way of the sword.

The more he understands, the more Ling Qi likes this seemingly indifferent man. He likes to see this man shed his cold outer shell in front of him, revealing his hot and pure heart.

And this kind of special treatment, only he can get it...

Thinking of this, Ling Qi felt particularly satisfied.

I couldn't help tiptoeing to kiss the man's face, and seeing the obvious stunned expression on the man's face, Ling Qi smiled happily, "This is my apology for not explaining to you in time, how about it?" ,do you like it?"

This is the first time that Ling Qi has taken the initiative to make such an intimate move towards Ximen Chuuxue in public.

Although there are no pedestrians on the street now, this move still surprised Ximen Chuuxue, his eyes lit up, he couldn't help hugging Ling Qi, and kissed back deeply.

At the corner of the street, Qu Wurong, who came out to look for the two of them after a long delay, turned around silently and looked up at the sky.

Ah, the moon is beautiful tonight.

It just seems a bit too bright and hurts the eyes.

In the middle of the night, Ling Qi woke up from the dream, then lifted the quilt with a red face, changed the wet pants, recalled the disharmonious dream he had, Ling Qi covered his face and rolled twice on the bed, his heart was beating. Can't calm down for a long time.

Hammering the bed board twice, Ling Qi thought, this is definitely Ximen's fault!If Simon hadn't teased him again before going to bed, how could he have such a shameful dream!

Looking down at the red marks on his chest that hadn't dissipated, Ling Qi got up from the bed with a grunt, ran to the table with bare feet and poured several cups of herbal tea before suppressing the turbulent heat in his body.

Patting his cheeks that were still hot, Ling Qi crawled back to the bed, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... 720 eight sheep..." Opening his eyes, Ling Qi, whose eyes were still clear, kicked off the quilt, and moaned a little frantically, covering his face.

"Still can't sleep..."

And from time to time, some fragments of dreams will be played back in my mind, Xiao Xiaoling reacts again at this moment, it is simply too terrible QAQ~

Raising his hand, Ling Qi sighed feebly, thinking that he doesn't even dare to use five-finger meditation now, after all Ximen Chuuxue sleeps next door, if he makes any noise, Ximen will probably find him.

Just when Ling Qisheng was staring at the top of the bed, trying to cool down his body by emptying his mind, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Pulling up the quilt to cover his body, Ling Qi asked in an irritable tone.

"it's me."

Outside the door, Ximen Chuuxue answered with damp hair.