When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

Nangong Qingyan's current internal strength is still weak, and it is obviously difficult to lead two people.Mu Bai looked at him carefully, saying that he could let himself go and run wildly.But he pursed his lips tightly and returned to the dull gourd state when they first met, but his hand insisted on holding Mu Bai tightly and did not let go, showing no intention of accepting it at all.

Mu Bai also couldn't figure out how much he believed in his words, but it was the first step for them to catch up with Nangongzhe. How to make Nangongzhe give up this trip still needs to be discussed. It happened suddenly, and there was not even a little room for buffering. No.In desperation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, and whispered in his ear what he could think of at the moment.

At first Nangong Qingyan listened noncommittally, but when he heard how to stop Nangong Zhe, he stopped suddenly, his cold and sharp eyes scraped across Mu Bai like a blade, his face was full of anger and pain.

Mu Bai also knew that this was really cruel to a child who lost his mother since childhood, but he still hardened his heart and asked: "The most important thing is to stop your father now, do you have other ways to persuade him? Even if you put If I tell your father directly about the dream, will he believe it?"

From the day when Nangong Zhe casually told ghost stories to the two children, Mu Bai knew that he basically didn't believe these things.This is also one of the reasons why he has been hesitant, not knowing how to reveal what he knows.I was worried that even if I went all out and told the truth, no one would take it seriously, instead thinking that he had ulterior motives.

However, if some words came out of Nangong Qingyan's mouth, the taste would be different.

Nangong Qingyan's expression was a little scary: "Abai, do you know what the consequences will be if you tell lies?"

If he was really just trying to lure him out, or to stop his father from doing something, and he was investigated afterward, no one would be able to protect him.

Mu Bai said calmly: "I know."

Mu Bai's heart was actually a little bit drummed. He thought optimistically that Nangong was just an eight-year-old child, and he would definitely panic when he first heard about such a thing.When the time comes, if he offers his own idea, he will naturally follow suit.

But now he is not so sure, this person's idea is obviously much more correct than he imagined.

If he can't even fool a kid, then can his reason, which is full of loopholes, be able to hide from those old foxes with bright eyes of the Qing'an sect?

The atmosphere was a little depressed for a while, Nangong Qingyan took Mu Bai and set off again, the two of them walked around the buildings in silence, met some surprised eyes in twos and threes, and ran to the stables behind.

In the spacious stable, the grid fences on both sides of the aisle are full of sleek horses, some are leisurely chewing hay, some are taking a nap, and some are curiously looking at the two little ones with big innocent eyes. Small uninvited guests.

A white steed was drinking water with its head down. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and snorted, his mouth neighing a few times.Nangong looked up, and it looked at the two provocatively and guardedly, then seemed to be a little afraid, and took two steps back uncomfortably.

Before the horse breeder rushed over from a distance, Nangong Qingyan decisively opened the fence gate that closed the white horse, and jumped onto the horse's back.The white horse started to make a fuss, Nangong held the rein tightly with one hand, twisted its swaying head forcefully, patted the horse's head lightly with the other hand, pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and saw no other movements. The white horse looked fierce. It actually quieted down obediently.

Mu Bai got on the horse with keen eyesight, and the two children galloped out like this.

Facts proved that Nangong had a good vision. The white horse ran fast and steady, almost catching up with Nangong Zhe's black horse.

The people who had seen the two children not going to school but wandering around in the school, now found that they had come out on a tall horse, and they were frightened to come over to stop them, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of the white horse. Then they just swaggered and ran over.

Mu Bai glanced at the people behind him and asked, "Is there anyone who can make the decision?"

Nangong Qingyan nodded, pulled the reins, and deliberately slowed down a little.

Behind them, some people pointed in surprise, and some people rushed to report something.

The stables are located on the side. When the two ran to the front, Mu Bai saw a fair-skinned man who was about the same age as Nan Gongzhe, and two old men standing in the middle of the road, obviously waiting for them.

Nangong Qingyan seemed to be slightly relieved, while reining in his horse, he shouted: "Uncle Zhuo, Grandpa Xu, Grandpa Feng."

The people who came were Zhuo Wei, Nangong Zhe's elder brother, and Xu and Feng among the seven elders.Zhuo Qingyan's father, Zhuo Wei, showed a good-natured smile just as Mu Baiwen often wrote, but the two elders frowned unexpectedly.

Zhuo Wei asked: "Yan'er, shouldn't you be attending classes at the school at this hour? Why did you come out to ride a horse with this... kid?"

The hunchbacked Elder General Xu gave a heavy blow with a steel crutch in his hand, and snorted coldly: "The little boy is outrageous now, if he dared to skip class, even members of the Qing'an sect would ride horses without any scruples." .I don’t know that apart from urgent matters, even your father has to lead the horse to the gate in order to get on?”

The inexperienced Elder Feng smoothed things over by the side: "Children, there are always some troubles and troubles for fun. Boys should be more courageous, and don't take it too seriously. Yan'er, stop messing around, hurry up and get rid of the horse. Stay here, it's time to go to school with your little friend!"

Nangong and Mu Bai obediently got off their horses already. Hearing this, Nangong Qingyan said: "Uncle Zhuo, two grandpas, what happened today is what Yan'er did wrong, but there is a reason for it, and I hope you will forgive me."

Zhuo Wei lived up to everyone's expectations and asked, "Oh? Is Yan'er really in a hurry?"

He has always been careful in his work, and he is also particular about his words. When he said "Sure enough", he calmly understood that Elder Xu should not accuse the child indiscriminately, and clearly expressed his attitude: This is my brother's precious son. No one can bully him.

Elder Xu heard it naturally, and snorted again. It was inconvenient to attack, leaning on crutches to see what Nangong Qingyan had to say.

Mu Bai held his breath, Nangong Qingyan paused, and said again: "Uncle Zhuo, my father left the door in a hurry this morning, and accidentally left something very important, I want to send it to him, you Can you send someone to accompany me?"

This answer was unexpected by the three of them, Zhuo Wei and the two elders looked at each other and asked in surprise, "What is it?"

Nangong Qingyan shook his head, indicating that it was not convenient for him to speak.This is also normal in Jianghu. Some people carry some life-saving things with them, how can they leak the news under the eyes of everyone?

This is a bit difficult to deal with, Zhuo Wei thought for a while, and came up with a compromise idea: "Why don't you wrap the things up and give them to uncle, and uncle will send someone rush over? Make sure you don't unpack them, okay?"

Nangong Qingyan shook his head again, and whispered: "No, I will hand it over to my father."

This time even Zhuo Wei frowned, feeling that Xiao Nangong was being a little messy.Elder Xu sneered and said, "What's the big deal? Is it possible that even your Uncle Zhuo can't believe it? You can't say it, and you can't hand it over?! I think it's just that you saw your father go out and want to play along? Tell me You, your father has business to do, it's not like you, a little baby, can follow by your side!"

Elder Feng had no choice but to continue smoothing things over bitterly: "Haha, there are children who are reluctant to leave their father for so long, Xu Laomo is angry. Yan'er, come here, grandpa will take you to school, okay? In a few days, Your father will be back."

Although Elder Feng is also one of the Seven Elders, Elder Xu is a full generation older than him, and he is on the same level as his master, so he has to respectfully address him as "Old Xu" when he sees him.

Hearing Elder Xu's sarcastic remarks and Elder Feng's sarcasm, Nangong Qingyan became more and more flustered for some reason, suddenly raised his head, and stared at Zhuo Wei with sharp eyes: "Uncle Zhuo, what I want to give is a peace talisman. My mother begged for it in person, and my father has to take it with him no matter where he goes. I must hand it to him personally!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were all silent.

Nangong Zhe's deep affection for his dead wife was obvious to all Qing'an sect.If his status is placed in modern times, he is a proper diamond king and fifth child, with excellent appearance and strong martial arts. What's more rare is that his status in the world is extremely high. In comparison, Nangong Qingyan, a small oil bottle, can be completely ignored , There are countless women who want to marry.

However, Nangong Zhe refused without even thinking about it.At first, everyone thought that he needed a period of time to calm down, or simply speculated darkly that he was just putting on airs. As a result, eight years later, Nangong Qingyan grew up from a baby in swaddle to a lovely child of Yuxue. Zhe is still single.

In a place like Jianghu where false rumors are flying all over the sky, he can be regarded as a public figure, and he has no scandal at all.Countless people tried their best to persuade her, and countless well-known ladies and gentlemen made overt or covert gestures, but Nan Gongzhe refused at the beginning, and now he still doesn't let go. Except for official business and necessary entertainment, he wholeheartedly stays at Zuowangfeng He stayed with the child and raised him carefully.

Some people muttered to themselves that he is almost the same as a monk except not eating fast and praying to Buddha.

For such a person, there is really nothing to doubt that he must carry an amulet left by his dead wife with him.Nangong Qingyan's reluctance to hand over his mother's belongings to others is understandable.

People in the Jianghu are often stupid, bold and extremely superstitious, because in the bloody storm of the Jianghu, it is actually harder for everyone to control their own destiny than ordinary people, and they pay great attention to some so-called "omens".Nangong Zhe forgot the talisman. This matter can be big or small. If it is serious, it is really unlucky. It is duty-bound to send it over quickly.

Zhuo Wei looked at everyone's expressions, sighed, and touched Nangong Qingyan's head in a complicated manner: "Okay, uncle, let someone send you here."

At this time, someone ran over in a hurry and whispered something in Zhuo Wei's ear.As soon as Zhuo Wei's face changed, he was about to leave, and he gave Nangong Qingyan and the other two hesitant glances.

Elder Feng answered immediately: "Is there something urgent? Then you go quickly, I'll send Yan'er off."

Zhuo Wei responded, and hastily explained a few words to Nangong before leaving.Elder Feng said to Nangong Qingyan: "Wait a moment, I will find someone to come over."

Mu Bai finally relaxed, knowing that this first step was a success.Nangong Qingyan lowered his head beside him, he was thinking of something, his eyes were a little red, and Mu Bai was also in a complicated mood for a while.

In fact, in the original book, Nangong Zhe did carry such a talisman with him.It's just that the wishes of the dead failed to protect him. After he was plotted to pass away, this blood-stained amulet hung around Nangong Qingyan's neck until he also committed suicide with a knife.

Mu Bai clenched his fists tightly. To change the fate of Nangong and his son in this life, he could only start with this amulet in a hurry. I hope that Nangong's mother will have a soul in heaven.