I bent the devil

gold.Light.flash.flash.

Gu Jiu lowered his head expressionlessly and looked at the jewels all over his body. He almost laughed out of anger, but when he tilted his head, he was almost twisted to the neck by the weight on his head.

very good.Because I complained about the system just now, so now I am just an upstart, with the image of "people are stupid and rich and come quickly" written all over the body?

After just experiencing being arrested for revealing money, and almost being sold because of her good looks.Now Gu Jiu wished he could keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and keep a low profile.

#Mingming wants to rely on talent but you give me a golden mountain#

If the system could be anthropomorphic, Gu Jiu must have stunned him with a golden crown inlaid with twelve oriental beads on his head, and then sewed it with gold thread, and tied it with a belt inlaid with gems and agates of various colors. Put the golden boot in his mouth, and beat him with a golden chain as thick as a dog chain around his neck!dish

I'll beat you to death, you annoying little goblin!

However, these can only be thought of.

After taking a deep breath for n times, Gu Jiu walked to the small forest behind him that seemed similar but was completely unfamiliar, found a bush that was not easy to see from outside, and began to take off his clothes.

Fortunately, although the clothes inside were luxurious, they were not as eye-catching as before because they were plain white.

After finally prying off a few of the gemstones on the belt, and just about to get two Dongzhu off, it suddenly occurred to me that Dongzhu seemed to be quite rare in ancient times?

In order to avoid being too conspicuous, Gu Jiu managed to get some gold off his boots, and dug a hole to bury this suit, which was almost as shiny as the gold saint's battle suit.After hesitating for a moment, he rolled several times on the ground and got a layer of dirt on his face before walking towards the town not far away.

But even so, when Gu Jiu stumbled and appeared at the gate of the city due to foot pain, he was still spotted by the soldiers outside the city, and hurried forward, before Gu Jiu could speak——

"You escaped from Mount Ming?"

"……"watt? oo? ? ?

"Are there any other businessmen who have escaped besides you? Don't worry, my lord has already reported to Lord Daotai, and General Wang will come forward to encircle and suppress you soon. Judging by your appearance, you should have committed a lot of crimes. You go to the yamen to file a record, oh, my name is Wang Er, I live in the back seven alleys in the east of the city, you don’t need to thank me.” Then, he bared his teeth and smiled, his face that was a bit funny and unreal because of the unfit soldier’s uniform, now because of This hearty smile has become much brighter, with the unique vigor and...shameless of a street boy.

"...Okay, thank you very much....Wang Er who lives in the seventh alley in the east of the city." Gu Jiu looked at him in a daze, and repeated it, mainly because the young man was holding on to his hand. There is a posture of not letting go without saying it again.

"It's Houqixiang. There are quite a few Wang Er there, but you can choose to come after noon, and I'm usually there." Wang Er repeated with a smile, and then said seriously as if thinking of something, "Oh, you're welcome. of."

Then he grinned again.

"..." Sao Nian, may I ask how you managed to be so hearty and cheeky?

The facial expression appeared on Gu Jiu's face again.gpj

After Gu Jiu repeated Wang Er's address a few more times, Wang Xiaobing turned around and waved in satisfaction, and a clean little boy ran over even though his clothes were covered in pudding, "Little Brother."

"How many times have I told you not to call me second brother?" Wang Erju, who was called "second brother", was a master, but the young boy in front of him seemed to know that he would always be like thunder and rain, and he was still standing there with a smile on his face. Neither humble nor overbearing, very attractive.

"Hurry up, take this old man..." Wang Er looked back at Gu Shushu, and then spoke to the young boy again, "...Master, go to the yamen to file."

"Okay!" The young boy agreed cheerfully, and then saluted Gu Jiu with special etiquette. "Master, please follow me."

Although he was still a little confused, it did not prevent Gu Jiu from knowing from Wang Xiaoer's words just now that various kidnappings must have happened recently.

This appearance of himself can be regarded as an explanation.But do you really want to go to the Yamen?

"No need." Gu Jiu waved his hand, "I'm not being robbed."

Wang Xiaoer and the young boy: ... squinting.

"Hey, it's hard to say in a word, Wang Xiaoer, right? I will remember to thank you." Gu Jiu dropped these words and trotted all the way.

The only golden finger the system gave him was a chance to find Tsing Yi every time he was reborn.He didn't know how long this ability could last, so he had to find him before the ability might disappear.

When I think of leaving such a small child alone, maybe I don't know where I am being bullied, insulted, or even have enough food and clothing.Gu Jiu wanted to hurry up.

This is a very strange feeling, as if you are carrying some kind of positioning system yourself. The feeling is too mysterious and Gu can't explain it clearly, but he can find a very familiar turning point in this strange ancient city. , Passing through a certain alley, and finally stopped slowly in the increasingly desolate surroundings.

This is a dilapidated house. Because of the violent running, Gu Jiu couldn't help panting with his hands on his knees until the breath-like sound in his throat disappeared.

The sound of sword waving and cutting the air that had been faintly heard in the vainly concealed house stopped when Gu Jiu approached.

With steady footsteps, the door was opened amidst the sound of "squeak~", Gu Jiu raised his head, and met the young man's eyes.

It was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with picturesque eyebrows and a gentle complexion like warm jade. He wore a robe with wide sleeves, and his right hand was behind his back. He could faintly see a knotted tree branch protruding from his left shoulder.

The sound of the wind breaking like a sword that I heard just now should be his dancing.

At this moment, he was standing by the door. His left hand, which was gently held on the edge of the door, was as white as jade against the mottled door frame, and his pure black pupils were heavy, with a little bit of starlight shining.

He stared at Gu Jiu who was still panting slightly from running.

From the corner of his eyebrows to the edge of his lips, his gaze finally stopped on his left waist.

"Sorry." Gu Jiuchong smiled slightly at the young man standing there, with a trace of eagerness and anticipation in his eyes, "Excuse me, do you have a child around three or four years old here?"

He compared his height, "About this height, looks good, but is very thin, doesn't like to talk, always likes to look at you quietly, he is a cute child."

The young man slightly lowered his eyes to look at Gu Jiu who was at the bottom of the steps, his hand clasped by the door was slightly pale, but his expression was indifferent.

"Oh, his name is Qingyi. Song Qingyi." Gu Jiu patted his forehead and looked at the boy expectantly. "...Well, if it's convenient, can you let me in? I'm here specifically to find him."

"...Before, I accidentally lost him..."

The boy by the door is between boy and youth.The growth environment that is different from ordinary people makes him grow extremely fast.It can even be said that he directly stepped over the restless young man and directly became a quiet young man who always smiles and is polite when dealing with people.

His steady and gentle appearance, coupled with his preference to dress like a literati, makes people see him as a gentle and powerful scholar because of his gentle appearance, but his extreme and indifferent inside is hardly noticed.

But now, the person who was thinking about it when he was young, and who he thought was imaginary as he grew older, actually stood in front of the door one day, smiling as he did when he met for the first time, with clean and gentle brows, asking Does he know a three or four year old boy "Song Qingyi"?

Ah……

Song Qingyi stood by the door, with his right hand behind his back, he couldn't control the strength and silently crushed the wooden stick.

He heard his own gentle, laughing voice.

"Song Qingyi? Ah... I did see a child you mentioned in that corner two days ago, but someone broke his leg and threw him in the corner. He must be dead now, right?"

He watched the young man under the steps turn pale for a moment, and actually felt a certain pleasure.Smiling and pointing in a certain direction.

"No, his body was thrown over there, where the wild dogs are eating."

The youth rushed over.