It’s a bit unaccustomed to be a supporting role for the first time [Quick Transmigration]

It rained for seven days in a row, the mist filled the air, the chill hit, and the shops in the town were closed.

When the smell of damp dissipated, the dark clouds finally disappeared, revealing the sun that had not been seen for a long time.

The moss-covered ancient city is illuminated by warm sunlight, and the air is filled with a warm spring-like atmosphere.The shops on the old street are also open, and the people coming and going are very lively.

A look of prosperity.

In the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, a tall and lush Sophora japonica tree shook its leaves and made a rustling sound.

Lu Er has a bold posture, sitting on the bamboo chair under the tree, lazily.

There are a few plates of fruit on hand, and I enjoy it leisurely.

Mainly because I was too tired, Lu Er thought helplessly.Taking care of people is really tiring, not only physically exhausted but also psychologically broken.

I have never been in the kitchen or cooked, and I have experienced it for a while, my brain is about to explode, and I dare not touch the things I made.

No matter how difficult it is, it is always taken care of.

Lu Er let out a long sigh of relief, and slowly took a piece of fruit pulp into his mouth.

In recent days, the opium poppy poison has attacked twice, and it is really difficult to bear, and now the limbs are weak and weak.

Lu Er raised his heavy arms, picked up a small white flower that had fallen beside the teapot, and stared at its tender white petals in a daze.

Suddenly, a gust of breeze passed by, bringing a faint fragrance of flowers.

The corner of Lu Er's mouth curled up slightly, and a smile floated on his face, "Long time no see, right protector."

Lin Se jumped down from the tree like a monkey, her figure was wild, she didn't look like a woman at all.

She looked surprised and said, "How do you know it's me?"

Lu Er handed her a pineapple, "I must be tired after traveling thousands of miles over walls and tiles, let's eat one to quench my thirst."

Lin Se pretended to be reserved and refused for a second, then accepted it with a natural expression, and took a bite.

"I can smell the fragrance of flowers. The smell on your leader's body is impressive after smelling it once." Lu Er explained.

Lin Se laughed a few times, took out a box from the small bag behind her, and threw it to Lu Er.

"You have a really sharp nose. Here, the leader kept this box next to you for several days. It's mysterious..." Linse rolled her eyes and continued, "I will give it to you as soon as I get it. Come here."

Lu Er took the box, the pure black surface of the box was cool and light.

As we got closer, we not only smelled a faint floral fragrance, but also smelled a...sweetness?

"What is this?" Lu Er wondered.

The corner of Linse's mouth twitched, and he said with a puzzled look on his face, "The leader said that this is his special antidote. After I give it to you, I must watch you eat it with my own eyes."

"..." Lu Er's face was darkened.

Open the box, the sweet taste is clearer, it is indeed the sweet smell of candy.

Lin Se was also surprised, "Why lump candy?"

Lying quietly in the box was a cube-shaped candy, the color was a bit weird, black and blue were mixed together, like the two colors of ink were blurred and solidified in the water.

Lu Er pinched it and smelled it, not only the sweet smell, but also a faint medicinal fragrance flowing in it.

It is a bitter root.

It was the bitter root of Lu Er's life and death in Zhuyuelou at that time.

Lu Er gently put it into his mouth, the faint fruity fragrance filled his lips and teeth, and a string in his heart seemed to be plucked.

Really sweet.

"...Is the antidote developed by the leader without sleep all night actually a candy?" Linse began to doubt the IQ of her leader.

Lu Er was savoring the faint sweetness, without any obvious expression on his face, but his eyes were slightly bent unconsciously, and the pupils were shining like dots of light.

The leaves of the ancient Sophora japonica swayed with the gentle wind, and the sound was fresh and sweet, just like the bluebells were laughing.

In the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion, there are several majestic chivalrous men, all of whom are well-known in the world.

Lang Ming sat in the first place, looking coldly at the silent Mu Han.

"No matter where your martial arts breakthrough has reached, we will talk about it after going to Kyoto in a few days."

Mu Han said indifferently, "Why so early?"

A big man with beards laughed a few times, a shrewdness flashed in his eyes, completely contrary to his simple and honest appearance, his voice was rough, the decibels were so loud that it hurt people's eardrums, "Young master doesn't know something! I don't know where to come from!" There is a news from somewhere! It is said that the ten thousand year sundial has appeared in Kyoto!"

"Aren't you going to participate in the martial arts conference? What's the matter with the sundial." Mu Han didn't care.

Lang Ming rolled his big eyes, and almost didn't poke it away. He suppressed his anger and said, "Are you a Yumu head? Kyoto is the most important place to hold martial arts conferences. At this time, the artifact appeared there, so there must be something. Herald!"

Mu Han looked at Lang Ming quietly, and said softly, "So, you want to snatch the sundial before participating in the competition, right?"

With a "snap", the wooden table beside Lang Ming fell apart, his face flushed red, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire, "What is robbery?! A thing without an owner can only be said to be for the most powerful! Put away your irrelevant eyes for me!"

His face was gloomy, and he felt uneasy in his heart, as if the puppet in his hand had suddenly gained its own consciousness and started to lose control.

"Actually, there is still one important thing to do before we go this time." Before the people arrived, the elegant voice fell, and a man walked in with his back behind his back.

He had fair temples and a beautiful face, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were slightly stained with age.This man who has reached the age of [-] is calm and calm, with a faint smile on his face, unpredictable.

Lang Ming stood up and cupped his fists, "City Lord Mu is free today? It's a bit uncomfortable to see you in the mansion."

Mu Yuntian returned the gift with a calm smile, "The affairs have been dealt with, of course I have to go back to the residence to rest for a while."

Mu Han on the side didn't lift his eyelids and didn't respond.

Mu Yuntian didn't care, he reached out and touched Mu Han's head with a loving face.

Mu Leng avoided it coldly, the indifference on his face suddenly cracked, and he didn't hide his disgust at all.

"I received news that the Yueyue Building in Belvedere was slaughtered." Mu Yuntian took the tea from the maid, and said the shocking news with a calm expression.

Several people in the hall were bombed for a long while speechless.

Lang Ming was stunned, "Who did it?"

Mu Yuntian sipped his tea, "The leader of the Demon Cult."

......

Fryer.

"The leader of the Demon Cult?! The one who doesn't smell the flowers?! Is he sick? He slaughtered the moon building?!"

"Is this news accurate?! Is he full enough to move the Moon Tower?!"

"Zhuyuelou is closely related to the imperial court and the Western Regions! It is also an important channel for Quecheng to buy news! He said it will be destroyed if it is destroyed?!"

"Once such a big relationship hub disappears, there will be chaos in the Western Regions of the imperial court!"

Mu Yuntian waited for everyone to break down and complain, then smiled gently and said: "Don't panic, since he moved the Moon Tower, the target will definitely fall on him." He looked calm, "Also, Hua Buwen will go soon Since the search for sundials in Kyoto has the same goal, we can only respond to the voice of the people."

Lang Ming frowned, "What folk voice?"

"Eliminate demons and religions, and return the pure land in the rivers and lakes."

At this time, the Demon Cult, which was about to be attacked by a crowd, was peaceful.

The ghost killers in dark robes all put their masks on their heads, showing their handsome faces and smiling happily.

They are planting flowers.

"I accidentally lost the sunflower seeds you gave me last time, can you give me another pack?"

"What's wrong with you? Is this the first bag of flower seeds you've lost?"

"Don't trust him, he didn't lose it at all, it was well hidden and planted in his yard!"

"What?! How dare you lie to me?!"

"How could it be! I just want to grow some flowers and give them to you!"

"Don't believe him! He wants to give it to the owner of Zouma Inn, Chun Shisan!"

"You bastard! Eat me with a sword!"

The ghost-faced killers who were still happily working as flower farmers just now started fighting, and the dust was flying.

Nine Foxes passing by: "..."

The lively fighting sounds gradually faded away, and Jiuli walked slowly with a medicine box in hand.

He walked all the way to a pavilion along the path in the middle of the flower field. He stood in the middle of the pavilion and paused for a few seconds. Suddenly, the round stone slab under his feet began to turn slowly.

It fell to the ground after a while.

Stepping out of the stone slab, this is actually a spacious hall.

The main hall was empty, without any complicated decorations, it was all in a gray color, only a few stone pillars painted with red paint stood around.

There is a domineering throne on the top, which is exquisitely crafted, with black edges and corners all over it, dark and cold.The cool wind was blowing back and forth, and the dust on the throne was scattered, and it seemed that no one had sat on it for a long time.

This is an underground hall that has been abandoned for a long time and no one has taken care of it.

Jiuli casually walked through the main hall, went around to the back and walked through one corridor after another, and finally arrived at the destination.

It was a dark room, the iron door was locked tightly, and there was silence.

Jiuli opened the door and walked in.

A figure curled up in a corner, holding his head in his hands, muttering something in a low voice, which couldn't be heard clearly.

Sensing someone coming in, his voice trembled, he didn't dare to lift his head, "You...you kill me...please..."

Jiuli put the box on the only small table in the room. He flipped through the medicine bottles in the box expressionlessly, listening to the man's painful begging, unmoved.

"What kind of medicine should I try today?" Jiuli was thinking, "The dosage of the medicine a few days ago was indeed too high. Although it is harmless to the human body, it is still painful. Let's try Wudecao today. This kind of grass can cure five diseases. The venom of the snake, but because it is also poisonous, I don't know the result, it should only be uncomfortable for a while, and it won't die, don't worry."

Wei Zheng cringed and hid in a corner, seeing that praying was useless, he gave up showing weakness, his eyes were crazy and vicious, "Sure enough, Guardian Zuo is the same as me! He also likes to do this kind of experiment with people, if How would Qingyu feel when she found out? The person who rescued her is actually the same person who tortured her! Hahahahahahahaha!"

Jiuli put down the medicine bottle and walked slowly in front of Wei Zheng. His eyes were extremely cold, as if a piece of thousand-year-old ice had been frozen, looking at Wei Zheng as if he were looking at a corpse.

"No, you're wrong. I'm different from you." His voice was hoarse, like a demon whispering in the abyss, "I'm more cruel and less human than you."

Looking at the man with a gentle but terrifying expression in front of him, Wei Zheng was drenched in cold sweat. He was wrapped in a huge fear, and his breathing began to become short of breath. In a trance, it seemed like a snake had climbed up his back... ....