Fly in the ancient abuse [Transmigration Book]

When Xie Wuyao woke up again, he had already moved into a warm and comfortable carriage.He recognized that it was the carriage given by the shepherd's family when he left Beijing last time.Some kind of shock-absorbing device was added to the body, and it was much more stable than ordinary carriages. The interior of the carriage was laid with thick fur cushions, the windows were closed, and the stove was turned on. Anyway, it was much better than the previous Xie family carriage.

Liu Guanqing was in the car, wearing a plain human skin mask and the clothes of ordinary Liu family servants.

Xie Wuyao mobilized his internal energy silently, checked the surroundings, but found no one from the Xie family following him, so he said with a smile: "Brother Liu, those people from the Xie family were sent away by you?"

Liu Guanqing said sadly: "There were a few shadow guards following the car in front of you, they may have recognized the Mu family's carriage and the driver, and saw that the housekeeper of our Liu family reported his identity, so they handed you over. What is that box you are holding? You refused to let go even in a coma, and I didn’t dare to force it, and I haven’t healed you yet.”

Xie Wuyao threw the box in his arms aside, and smiled wryly: "In the box is the black silk sword of the leader of the Demon Cult. The owner said it was a fake, but I think it is the real thing. Even if it is a fake, if it is lost, I will pay for it." Sorry."

Liu Guanqing was not interested in the legendary magical weapons, but stared blankly at Xie Wuyao, who was so injured that he was so weak that he couldn't even get up, and asked in a tone of voice: "What is the reason why Xie's mansion asked you to go back? You rushed five days and nights Baili, the horse is exhausted, is it just to go back and get beaten?"

Xie Wuyao didn't answer this question directly, and he couldn't explain the protagonist's brain pit.He just took out the bottle of Qianshuang's antidote, hesitating whether to take it first, and asked with concern: "What day is it today? I left Xie's mansion on the fifth night of the first day."

"It's the seventh day."

"Ah, don't take the antidote for now, please put it away for me. Get me something to eat quickly, and help me see if the wound needs to be changed. I said why I am so hungry and so painful." Xie Wuyao Passed the antidote to Liu Guanqing, and softened the other party's attitude with coquetry without any shyness.

Liu Guanqing was not willing to let Xie Wuyao starve to the point of pain, her heart softened and she didn't dare to say those angry words any more, she carefully put away the bottle of antidote, immediately gave him warm food, and began to prepare healing items again.

Xie Wuyao knew that the long-starved stomach is not suitable for overeating, so he only drank some ginseng soup, broke up the rice cakes and threw them into the soup and swallowed them whole, not daring to eat any greasy meat.After he had some food in his stomach, he had the strength to sit upright, and he unbuttoned his robe.

The cloth strips that no doctor had bandaged were soaked in the seeping blood, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to the body with wet stickiness.The wooden board used to fix the broken ribs has also been skewed due to a series of actions.

He simply took off the board, trying to straighten the slightly misaligned bone seams.This is the healing technique that the protagonist in the original book learned by himself. He was injured when he went out to assassinate before, and he could only pick up some branches and feel his way to connect the broken bones.The more times you are injured, the more proficient your self-healing techniques will be.

Liu Guanqing looked at Xie Wuyao's body with so many new welt marks and bloody mouth, and this broken bone under his ribs, so distressed that he couldn't breathe, he choked up and said, "Wuyao, you lie down, and I'll fix it for you. You take good care of your wounds." that is."

"Actually, the master has been merciful this time. I brought back the bone-penetrating nail, and he taught me martial arts as usual. Ahem..." Xie Wuyao wiped the blood on his lips, "Internal injuries are nothing, your lord acted appropriately. Don't worry, my injury will heal quickly."

"Why are you so anxious to go back when you know you will be injured? I'm sorry, I read your letter. Who is Hao Shi mentioned in the letter? Are you in a hurry to give her your blood to detoxify her?"

Xie Wuyao explained in a low voice with a little guilty conscience: "I'm sorry, I lied to you about many things in the past. Hao Shi is my biological mother. She is now working as a servant in the Xie Mansion's Youshantang. She has brain problems and is ignorant. The toddler can’t take care of herself and always needs someone to take care of her. Every time I go out on a mission and after I finish the mission, I’m only allowed to look at her from a distance. In fact, she didn’t suffer from poisoning this time. If you hurry back, you will be punished more severely."

"Senior Xie used your mother to threaten you to do something?" Liu Guanqing's eyes showed resentment.

"My mother lived happily in Xie's Mansion, spending all day with the children in Youshantang. In her consciousness, I was always a five-year-old child by her side. She didn't have to get in touch with the complicated environment outside, and she didn't have to Even if I do hard work, I can have enough food and clothing. This kind of life, after leaving the Xie Mansion, I can’t give it to her anyway. Besides, the tasks assigned to me every time are not very difficult... If I can live another ten years, Master Promise to let our mother and child go free. At that time, I think mother may continue to live in Xie's mansion, which is not bad, and it will be difficult for her to adapt to a strange place." Xie Wuyao spoke of his plan honestly.

"You are injured all the time, and you are fighting for your life every time you go on a mission. Do you think you can live another ten years?"

"If I die, I believe the master will treat my mother kindly. What the master hates is only my biological father, and the father will pay the debt." Xie Wuyao bit his lips and stopped talking.This kind of logic is deeply rooted in ancient times, and it is difficult to subvert it all at once.Although Xie Haoran's attitude towards him has changed, there is still a deep gap before resolving the hatred, and it will take time and follow-up things to fill it up little by little, and rushing it may be counterproductive.

"Wuyao, stay by my side and follow me back to Hangzhou, is it just one of your tasks?" Liu Guanqing asked unconfidently.

"Do you think it's a lie that I like you?" Xie Wuyao asked back, and blamed himself, "I'm hiding something from you, and the master also thinks that I'm just a task assigned by him to follow you. But I'm not a fool, you I understand all my thoughts. It's just that I don't love you as much as you love me. So I feel ashamed in my heart, and I am anxious, afraid that one day I will be rejected by you. "

"I'm not sure if you are pretending to me." Liu Guanqing sighed dejectedly, "You are so cruel to yourself, and you have suffered so much, maybe...you will feel very good if others treat you a little better. Thank you, you don't want to see me unhappy, so you will obey me in everything and treat me so tenderly."

Liu Guanqing said so, but the movements of her subordinates did not stop, skillfully treating those hideous wounds for Xie Wuyao.

Xie Wuyao also sighed: "No one taught me about feelings, and I just like to be with you out of my heart. I will also be anxious, confused, and have things to hide from you. But When I'm with you, I'm really happy, unless you don't like it anymore, I want to rely on you for the rest of my life."

Is this a confession?Liu Guanqing's heart suddenly warmed up, and she said in relief: "I'm sorry, Wuyao, I shouldn't suspect you. But if I don't ask today, you won't tell me about your mother, right? What else are you hiding? Me? Why are you unwilling to share with me so much pain? Speak up, even if I can't help you, I don't want you to hold your grievances in your heart alone. "

"Mother's matter, I didn't think about it clearly before, so I said it rashly, in case you misunderstood the master..."

"This is not a misunderstanding at all. Senior Xie used this to tie you down. Qianshuang's antidote is also the same, right? Even if he has a sworn feud with your biological father, it would be too cruel to take revenge on you. He made a mistake. The style of a gentleman." Liu Guanqing complained for Xie Wuyao.

Xie Wuyao was very happy to have reached a preliminary consensus with Liu Guanqing, and said along the way: "According to Wuyi's analysis, the master probably has some kind of psychological disease, which is much more difficult to treat than ordinary injuries. But if I can take on the big responsibility , I have done more things that are beneficial to the country, and the master will be happy, and his attitude towards me will naturally change slowly. This time, he actually reduced the criminal liability by one hundred lashes and recorded it on the account, and also allowed no doctor to give me I healed my wounds and arranged for a car to take me away. In the past, it was absolutely impossible. People's hearts are made of flesh, and water drops through stone..."

Liu Guanqing said inwardly, if there is no medicine, the injury will be like this, how can riding or walking bear it?Xie Haoran still has a bit of conscience, Wuyao is also so understanding and does not hold grudges.It's just that Wu Yao still doesn't seem willing to fully open up to him.Are you used to bearing those pains alone, or... feel that he is not strong enough to share?Thinking of this, I feel mixed feelings in my heart, and feel annoyed that I have been living for nothing for more than 20 years, and it is so useless.He can no longer be lazy when he goes back. Even if he is beaten violently by his father, he still has to practice martial arts diligently. At the very least, when he encounters people from the Demon Cult again, he can't always rely on the protection of no medicine.

"No medicine, don't talk about it, take a good rest."

Seeing that Liu Guanqing's mood was still stable, Xie Wuyao also ate and drank to re-pack the wound, his mind was completely relaxed, and he fell into a drowsy sleep again.

This time, both internal and external injuries were not serious. He rarely woke up along the way. When he woke up, he would eat and drink quickly to solve his three emergencies.

On the day of arriving in Hangzhou, it was already the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, with Liu Guanqing's care and the effect of the Concentration Pill, Xie Wuyao's internal injuries were basically healed.Although the trauma looked serious, Xie Wuyao was awake for longer and longer after the internal force was running smoothly, and he could lean on Liu Guanqing, talking and laughing.

The weather in Hangzhou is good today, and every household has begun to arrange things for the Lantern Festival.Many shops on the street are open for business, and there are especially many stalls selling colorful lights, each with its own characteristics.

Xie Wuyao rarely sees so many handicrafts in modern times. He couldn't help but look out the car window, and saw a huge revolving lantern, on which all kinds of beauties were painted vividly.He couldn't help being amazed: "Brother Liu, look, that lamp painting is really beautiful."

Liu Guanqing joked: "Is the lamp more beautiful, or the beauties on the lamp?"

"The lamp is beautiful, but it's a pity that the paintings are all beauties. It would be even better if it were a handsome man like you." Xie Wuyao commented truthfully.

Liu Guanqing laughed out loud: "The painting of men on the lanterns is also a historical allusion of princes and generals. Since ancient times, the pictures of beauties are all women. What is the proper way to draw beautiful men? Besides, what do you see other beautiful men doing?"

"I... just had an eye addiction." Xie Wuyao hastily closed the window and retreated into the car.

"Don't I look better than the one in the painting?" Liu Guanqing pouted aggrievedly.

"Hush, I just saw a spy from the Xie Mansion outside." Xie Wuyao reminded in a low voice, and then comforted, "Of course my brother Liu is the most handsome, but you have been busy taking care of me these days, and you are haggard A lot. Waiting for you to come home, wash and dress up carefully, and then let me take a good look from the outside to the inside."

Liu Guanqing has long been used to being "molested" by Xie Wuyao, her face flushed slightly, but she didn't refute, and even thought about going home and washing it for nothing, letting Wuyao take a closer look, but right now he dare not relax, anxiously said: " Will the Xie Mansion's spies see any clues?"

"Probably not, haven't you been wearing a human skin mask all the time? At worst, I can't bear to look at the scenery on the street." Xie Wuyao didn't open the car window after finishing this sentence.The sun is good during the day, but at sunset, the outside is still cold and damp with gusts of cold wind. Considering my injury, I need less wind and sleep more, so the sight-seeing is naturally put to the back.

After entering Liu's house, Liu Guanqing let the car drive directly to the double courtyard, from there there is a passage to go down to the secret room.He helped to hold the box of the Qingsi sword, and helped Xie Wuyao to go directly to the secret room through the secret passage.Even if there was Xie Mansion's eyeliner outside the house, they would never be able to see this road.

Knowing that his son came back with Xie Wuyao, Liu Kaishan immediately came to the secret room.

Xie Wuyao was able to walk on his own at this time, and after seeing the ceremony, he handed over the box of the Qingsi sword, and said straight to the point: "Master Liu, this is an imitation of the Demon Cult's Qingsi sword. The master hopes that the Wulin League can send someone to accompany the mission to the North Kingdom , In fact, I also want to take this opportunity to assassinate Queen Mother Chunyi, and put the blame on the Demon Cult."

Liu Kaishan is naturally curious about famous swords in the world. He also fought against Jiang Miao, the leader of the Demon Cult, and he still has a fresh memory of the blue silk sword.He opened the wooden box, only to see a narrow black object like a belt inside.He gently untied the bundled string, took the "belt" in his hand, and poured his inner strength into it, the "belt" really bent into a circle, with the end connected.

Liu Kaishan pulled out the blade, but there was no light at all, the blade was as black as ink, narrow and thin, very different from ordinary swords.This is a soft sword that can be bent.

Liu Kaishan waved his sword and said in surprise: "This seems to be a real blue silk sword, not a fake. This kind of flexible and sharp material is not produced in the Central Plains. It is said that it is made of meteoric iron from outside the sky. It is rare in the world. Two."

Xie Wuyao nodded: "This junior also thinks it's not an imitation. I don't know who Leader Liu wants to go to the Northern Kingdom? Going to assassinate him is a narrow escape. The power of the Demon Cult may be stronger in the Northern Kingdom than in the Central Plains. This junior wants to persuade Leader Liu not to let Guan Qing go."

Liu Guanqing was surprised and said: "No medicine, what do you mean! Going to the north country to assassinate such a big matter, how can I be missing. You are so uninteresting, you didn't tell me the slightest word on the way, and insisted on slapping me when you saw my father One, right? Bai has taken care of you for so long. Anyway, if you go, I will definitely go too."

Liu Kaishan scolded: "Guanqing, stop messing around, with your little kung fu, it will be a hindrance to others."

"Father! It's not about tomorrow's assassination. I'll practice hard from today. At least I can do logistics and support, right? I've already gone. Isn't it easier for you to fool others?"

"If you have any problems, your mother will be worried." The shadow of Xing Zihui's assassination is still in Liu Kaishan's heart, how could he agree to let his son take risks.He and Zhou Shi have only one son, since Zhou Shi got pregnant, he has never touched her again, doing that kind of thing with a woman does not feel happy to Liu Kaishan, it is just a responsibility to avoid if he can.

"Some people are worried about me, so no one is worried about Wu Yao?" Liu Guanqing said excitedly, "Father, Wu Yao was called back to Xie's mansion this time and broke his ribs. Senior Xie even asked him to assassinate him. If he returns If he doesn't come, his mother will be sad."

"Without medicine, is Ling Ci still alive?"

"My mother is a servant of Xie's mansion, but she is ill and ignorant like a child. She doesn't know that I have grown up. We haven't spoken for many years. Someone in Xie's mansion takes care of her, and there are many children to accompany her." Xie Wuyao simply said After answering a sentence, he did not start, but turned back to the topic, "In addition to assassinating, the master will also arrange people to take advantage of the chaos to secretly pick up His Highness the Crown Prince. Every task requires manpower, and the danger is also great. Leader Liu Please think about it, how to arrange it, how to explain it, and don't reveal it."

Liu Kaishan lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked: "After the successful assassination of Deng Tao last time, Mr. Xie secretly sent me a sword manual. It should be the copy of the left hand sword technique and practice experience. He hopes that someone can use magic The swordsmanship I taught, plus the blue silk sword and bone-penetrating nails, is it true that the demon sect assassinated it? But the left-handed sword technique is not easy to practice, and it is related to the demon sect, and I have never given that sword manual to anyone else look."

Of course Xie Wuyao knew Liu Kaishan's cautiousness, so he took the initiative to say frankly: "The master used to use me to study the left-hand sword technique. I have a little experience with this sword technique. Maybe the master wants to ask Liu Kaishan for help. You I also fought against Jiang Miao back then, so please give me your advice on how to make the left-handed swordsmanship look more like someone from the Demon Cult."

Liu Guanqing said nervously: "No medicine, your injury is still not healed, so you want to practice sword?"

Xie Wuyao smiled and said: "I didn't say to practice now. By the way, with Guan Qing's talent, you can practice it in ten days and half a month. If you can't practice, don't go to the Northland, okay?"

Of course Liu Kaishan knew his son's good looks, the left-handed swordsmanship didn't look complicated, but it was difficult for a right-handed person to change his habit of using his hand and the logic of his moves all at once.You might as well just use this sword technique to talk about things. It is reasonable for my son not to let him go because he can't practice it.So he no longer stopped him, but promised that as long as his son practiced the left-handed sword, it would be no problem to go to the North Kingdom.

Seeing that her father agreed so easily, Liu Guanqing couldn't help asking Xie Wuyao carefully: "Wuyao, how long did you practice the left-handed sword back then, and what method did you use?"

Xie Wuyao said truthfully: "I practiced for half a year before I managed to look good enough to catch master's moves. At the beginning of the practice, my right hand was dislocated and tied to my body by the master so that I could get used to the left hand. In a fight between masters, if you can hold on for a moment longer, you can get ten lashes less. So far I have no record of not being lashed. Are you sure you want to use this method to practice?"

Liu Kaishan was moved when he heard that.

Liu Guanqing lost her face all of a sudden, rolled her eyes and said, "I think it's a bit difficult to force me to use martial arts. I can do other things. Missions always need cooks and musicians, right? Cooking, one or two months, with my talent, I can definitely develop a good look."

People are more popular than popular people, and you have to throw away when you compare goods. No matter how you look at it, Liu Kaishan thinks that other people's sons are better. Can his own son be born again?