Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

When Xu Shiren was injured or sick, he couldn't help but think about the sad past. Murong Hao wiped away the tears mixed with blood on his face, and finally stretched out his hand outside the cell.

Even the slop bowl that the jailer gave him because he had abused him before was completely dry, and not a single drop could be poured out. Murong Hao, who had been cut off from his life, was almost desperate. At that moment, he really thought of dying to escape.

"...No, I can't die yet!"

He gritted his teeth and pounded his fists to the ground. The worn flesh left bloodstains one after another on the plaster floor. The fierce struggle and the strong smell of blood made the hungry rat show its fierceness, its eyes glowed red, and it bared its fangs. The teeth rushed towards him.

"Get out! You bastard, I dare to touch your grandfather, it's against you!" He raised his fist and hit the Shuo Shu who was rushing forward. The Shuo Shu was hit hard and let out a sharp wail.

No matter how much this thing likes to take advantage of people's dangers, it is still afraid of people. Murong Hao pinched the beast's neck, ignoring the flesh and flesh of his hands being bitten by the rat's sharp teeth to open wounds, and smashed the rat to the ground. , All of a sudden, the brains burst open.

Seeing the leader being attacked, the other Shushu backed away one after another, not daring to provoke this desperate man again, but Murong Hao's next move shocked even himself.

He actually unscrewed the head of the twitching Shushu, brought the corpse to his mouth, and drank the dirty blood of that beast!

How could the ostentatious young master of Zhende Gambling House have expected that his rich family fortune would come to an end, let alone that he would end up in such a land one day, and would desperately want to survive.

He drank rat blood, and cried while drinking. When he was full, his tears were exhausted. He was so numb that he couldn't even feel the pain, so he lay down on the ground and waited to die in humility.

At this time, there seemed to be rustling noises in his ears, maybe another group of rats came to avenge the rat king... He thought, he killed their king, if the rat is a kind of animal that must revenge, come here. It is only natural to take his own life, just like those gamblers he entrapped back then, although they were self-inflicted, they could not change the fact that he had led people astray. kill yourself.

"You deserve it...you deserve it." He murmured, and suddenly felt that dying like this might be a kind of relief. He had done a lot of evil and scandalous things in his life, but death was not a pity. It is also ironic to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Oh, Master Murong, why did you become such a ghost? It's really embarrassing!"

The sound of ridicule rang in his ears, Murong Hao didn't even bother to open his eyes, he only thought that he was hallucinating, and he was dying.

But the hallucination was so real, he could still feel a pair of cold hands patting his cheeks, he opened his eyes insincerely, and after his vision became clear, he saw clearly the short, bald middle-aged man with mischievous eyebrows.

He jokingly said, "So it was that rat spirit who came to seek my life..."

"I don't know if the rat will kill you, but you will definitely die if you stay here." The bald man patted the dirt on his body, leaned in front of him, looked around at his injury, "Oh, it's not bad Qing, you are already like this, you must have said something, right?"

Murong Hao retorted angrily and gnashed his teeth: "If you really said it, why did you get beaten up like this? Why don't you hurry up and save me!"

"Oh, it's terrible. For this reason, you are still playing the young master's temper? No one thinks highly of you except your father. I think you should miss his old man because of your virtue. Why don't you send your father and son to reunite?"

"you!"

If it is said that Murong Hao did not expect the family business to lose so quickly, then the speed of being blackmailed was also beyond his expectation. He would never have guessed in his dreams that the secret he was desperately protecting, and the person he was protecting would actually be in danger when his life was on the line. Cut off this life-saving silk thread completely at the first line.

"No, no! You can't do this, I'm your accomplice, you can't abandon me, I've already kept your secret in front of King Jin, what else do you want! Isn't this enough to prove my loyalty! !"

"Loyalty is enough, but you also said that it is 'our' secret, so you have not been with us from the beginning. People like you can keep secrets for a while to save your life. Will betray us, I don't need to take this risk, right, how can the living be as tight as the dead?"

After all, the man took out a gleaming knife from his arms, licked the corner of his mouth, with a bloodthirsty look on his face, as if Murong Hao's life was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

He looked Murong Hao up and down, as if he was evaluating where would be the best place to strike. The latter became emotional, but he was powerless to get up from the ground. In such a state, let alone running for his life, it was extremely difficult to roll over.

The man licked the corner of his mouth and pulled Murong Hao's hair. Seeing his panicked expression at the moment, his heart was even more ecstatic.

"Young master, our fate is here. Thank you for your dedication to the Holy Church. Both the Holy Teaching and I will remember you well."

Having said that, the man clasped his hands in front of his face and gave him a sympathetic salute, then narrowed his eyes slightly, held the knife and dropped it towards his heart.

When death is approaching, Murong Hao does not have the fear of dying people, the past flashes before his eyes, he only has unwillingness and indignation for his regretful life.

Although he was powerless to avoid the opponent's fatal blow, Murong Hao did not struggle to die. He glared at the murderer who was about to take his life, and his heart was so calm that he even surprised himself, so that when the blade fell, he even No timidity to back down.

He felt the cold wind whizzing past in front of him, and his hair was chopped off, floating in the air for a long time.

Time seemed to be frozen in a moment, and all movements were so slow that they could be clearly seen.

The ear-piercing crisp sound suddenly pierced through the eardrums, shaking his whole body, and he retreated subconsciously.

At the critical moment, a stone bounced from nowhere and hit the opponent's life-threatening blade, both Murong Hao and the murderer were startled.

The latter suddenly realized that this was a complete set to lure him into the urn, and gave Murong Hao a cold look, only to find that he did not feel lucky to survive the catastrophe, but instead had the same bewildered and bewildered expression of astonishment as him.

——Murong Hao didn't know that he was being tricked, and he had already jumped straight into the trap.

Feeling bad, the murderer was no longer obsessed with silence. In order to save time, he kicked Murong Hao away who was in the way. He turned around and got into the hole he had opened when he came in. With his short stature and agility, he moved quickly in the tunnel with both hands and feet. .

Sure enough, only when a person is desperate can he arouse his full potential. He crawled forward crazily, with only one thought of "living" in his mind, and finally, he saw the dawn of the exit.

He was eager to rush out of the trap that might trap him, but suddenly realized a very terrifying reality.

——It was late at night, and it was impossible for the tunnel he dug outside the prison to penetrate into natural light.

So... who is the hunter who is waiting outside?

"Who else could it be, my lord?" Xiao Beicheng sat outside the entrance of the cave with his legs crossed, leisurely savoring this year's new tribute of West Lake Longjing, squinting his eyes contentedly.

Shen Ci stared at the hole that was only the size of a watermelon, his face turned green, "My lord, in such a big place, only children who haven't grown up can enter it? Will children also come to kill people and silence them?"

"It's not a child. If there is anything to say, it should be an annoying mouse spirit."

Shen Ci was born superstitious, and he believed whatever Xiao Beicheng said. Immediately, an image of a half-man-sized rat with bared fangs, bloody eyes, and stubble as hard as iron wire appeared in his mind. I was scared to death first.

The man in the cave heard the movement outside and knew that going out would be death, and going back the same way would also be death. He had no choice but to stop in the tunnel improperly, hold his weapon tightly, and when he was ready, he would kill one, or two. One pair, ready to die with others.

Just when he was thinking about whether to find another way out here, Xiao Beicheng's voice came from outside the cave: "Hey, this mouse spirit is frightened and dare not come out. What should I do? Seal the openings on both sides, and burn some grass leaves and branches to keep warm, so as not to freeze our millennium fairies."

Although Shen Ci is in awe of ghosts and gods, he sneers at ghosts and other supernatural beings. He believes that there is a way of heaven in the dark. If these evil spirits are destroyed, not only will they not bring evil retribution, but they will also accumulate evil virtues and benefit future generations. He went off to pick up firewood, and when he came back, he threw a bunch of dead branches and rotten leaves into the cave, and asked, "My lord, how familiar are you? Suck... I have eaten smoked chicken from Lingzhitang before." , it seems to be smoked with the waste smoke from burning branches and leaves, it is delicious, you said that this rat spirit... sucks, fat or not, can it be delicious?"

"You dare to eat this. You are really not afraid that if you eat filthy things, your intestines will be pierced. Don't want to stuff everything into your mouth. Isn't the delicacies of mountains and seas in Prince Jin's Mansion not enough to satisfy your appetite?"

"Hey, you don't know, my lord. I heard that there was a flood in the Yellow River a few years ago, and it was caused by a big carp spirit. The local people caught the fish spirit and shared it with them after offering sacrifices to the Dragon King. After that, they didn't do it again. There was a flood."

While speaking, Shen Ci had already thrown the kindling into the cave, and sat on the wooden plank at the entrance of the cave, wisps of white smoke billowed from under his buttocks, it really felt a little fairy-like.

Sure enough, not long after, the souls of the people below were all smoked out, coughed a few times, and then smashed the wooden board blocking the way with the hoe he carried with him.

At first, I thought it was fun to sink the temple a few times, thinking that even with the wings inserted, it would be difficult for the evildoer below to fly out, so I bumped it a few times like a demonstration, but in the end, I accidentally made an inch of strength, and the wooden board was just broken. Coupled with the pressure of his weight, it actually split from the middle. He sat down on his ass, and by chance, the people below also picked up the hoe, and this time it hit the root firmly, making him green on the spot. He covered his face and fell to the ground crookedly clutching his crotch, whimpering and yelling "it hurts", and tears flowed out.

"Pfft...how can this evildoer, this evildoer absorb people's energy..."

Xiao Beicheng didn't know if his energy was sucked away by someone, but this big mouse was smoked until its seven orifices were smoked and didn't run away.

He calmly folded his hands under his chin, looked at the "Shuoshu" who was greedily breathing in the fresh air with a smile, and kindly waited until the other party had recovered his breath, before asking, "Is life easy down there?"

The other party was covered in dirt and dust, and did not answer after listening to his words. He looked at him with a pair of sneaky eyes, and let out a sharp laugh from his throat.

"It's good, it's very good, the dead are easier to get along with than the living, and the dead are more pleasing than the living, but I'm happy!"

"Stained with the breath of death, as expected, no human words can come out of the ghost's mouth."

"What you, King Jin, are doing to lure snakes out of their holes may not necessarily be human affairs. What kind of good thing are you to fish for your life?"

After all, Shen Ci was young, he could get up after being hit by a hoe, and he could get up after just a few rubs. When he heard this, he was not happy, he grinned his teeth and waved his fist to greet the person's head.

Although Xiao Beicheng was displeased by the other party's words, his stomach was not so excited that it would make people look bad, and naturally he couldn't let Shen Ci treat this "Earth Immortal" badly, and raised his hand to use it. With a finger of the tobacco rod, the latter's fist was stuck in the air.

Shen Ci was still furious and stared at him with eyes full of anger, suddenly felt that the person in front of him looked familiar.

He grabbed a wooden stick casually, pulled aside the messy hair covering the opponent, squinted his eyes and looked at the dim light for a long time before he remembered where he had seen this person before.

"You, you, you...you are not that cook, no, not the cook, that...that tomb robber from Hualou!"

Several personal guards who often accompanied Xiao Beicheng also experienced the Oiran case, and recognized this short stature just like Shen Ci. In the Langhua Pavilion, Jun Ziyou pointed out that his identity was false, and he was thrown into the prison for several years. The former Tufuzi, that is, the one who escaped from prison by robbing a hole a few days ago, and has never been seen since.

He had the strangest behavior at the strangest time, even Junziyou couldn't find out the relationship between this little man and Miaofajiao, but he didn't call himself out for nothing, and sent it to someone's face and still yelled at himself An accomplice of the perpetrator.

In fact, this time Xiao Beicheng guessed that he would make a move. It is not unreasonable to set up this trap. He guessed early on that the real culprit behind the scenes is not as magical as they thought. It took a lot of trouble to rescue an abandoned son who had been imprisoned for several years and reuse it.

The opponent is not necessarily so strong that it cannot be shaken, but the method of manipulating people's hearts is slightly better, so that people are firmly trapped in the chess game, and every possibility is pre-guessed.

In fact, the opponent in the game with this person is not Junziyou, let alone Xiao Beicheng, but that person who has passed away long ago, but has already seen all the vicissitudes of the twenty years since his death, and deduced every possibility Lin Xici.

As long as he is willing to trust his father-in-law who has never met before, then he doesn't need to make any extra moves, as long as he follows the man's plan step by step, he can gain the upper hand with a quick move.

As expected, Lin Xici's plan has never been defeated by anyone.

Tu Fuzi said with a sinister smile: "There is nothing you can do if you are caught in the face, King Jin will use whatever he can, and you can see if you can pry my mouth open, but you can't even deal with Murong Hao, see There is nothing extraordinary about it, why don't you save those soft and hard tricks and just give it a good time."

"What you said, seems like this king is some kind of heinous, murderous monster. A twisted melon is not sweet. If you don't want to say it, what else can this king do to you?"

Seeing Xiao Beicheng's deceptively helpless face, Tu Fuzi felt the pleasure of regaining his fortune, but he was not good at hiding his emotions, he wrote all the joy on his face, and his joyful virtue was really exaggerated.

It took a lot of effort for Xiao Beicheng to hold back his laughter, and he nodded heavily, "Sure, then this king is not wasting his time, everyone is a sensible person, there is no need to go round and round and talk foolishly, this king will get straight to the point. Just tell me what you want, what King Han can give you may not be available to me, it may be a bit wicked to make you treacherous, but you are not a good person, so let me tell you the price clearly, it will be easy for everyone .”

This boy Shen Ci has learned to sing bad faces at some point, so he pulled out the saber from his bodyguard's waist in a timely manner, and gesticulated twice on Tu Fuzi's neck. ?”

"Tsk..." Xiao Beicheng forced back his admiration, "You boy, don't fight and kill at every turn, what do you look like? Look at Lei Laowai, who has been wandering in the world of yin and yang for a long time , he has long since stopped caring about his own life and death, what he really cares about is the lives of others."

Seeing the change in Lei Laowai's eyes, Xiao Beicheng knew what he meant.

"Lei? Old crooked? Lei... No way, I remember the family in Gusu..." Shen Ci rubbed his head, a little unbelievable.

"That's right, he is indeed related to the three unfilial sons of Gusu Lei's family, that's why he has such a wish that ordinary people can't realize. He wants to find the legendary 'tapist bead' even in his dreams."

At this time, Jiang Linyuan, who was guarding the prison and watching every move inside, was on guard against anyone who would be unfavorable to Murong Hao, came out, looked at this acquaintance, rubbed his hands and began to tell: "Gusu Lei's family has three sons who were bewitched by Lin Muqi. Entered the wrong line, and the result was that the eldest died tragically in the tomb, and the second and third turned against each other. If the only two remaining sons were sentenced to have their heads cut off, the old mother of the Lei family would have no way of life. The prince felt sorry for their family because of corrupt officials. In this field, I couldn't bear the lonely death of Lei's mother, so I allowed the second and third children to go home to serve the elderly and seriously ill mother, and serve the sentence after the mother passed away, which is equivalent to buying time for them to probation."

The truth that Lei Laowai knew was obviously different from what Jiang Linyuan said, and he immediately shouted: "You fart!!"

His saliva was about to splash out, Xiao Beicheng was afraid of avoiding it, so he took a step back to avoid it, lest his precious clothes be stained.

Jiang Linyuan was not panicked at all, he was not at all afraid that this "earth fairy" would jump into a rage and beat him up, stating the facts word by word: "But you were imprisoned when the oiran case happened, and you didn't know anything about it. What others say, you believe in preconceived ideas. It’s not your fault, but there is evidence for what happened back then. The robbery case was recorded by the Gusu local government. Upright Mr. Su Shi Ansu, the prince has no right to tamper with the records, let alone other people, when it comes to this, don't you believe it?"

"impossible!!"

Xiao Beicheng was a little bored by his reaction, and didn't intend to spend any more time with him. He fiddled with the cigarette stick in his hand with lowered eyes, quite disapprovingly, "Laowai Lei, you have been teaching Miaofa for so many years, there should be no one I told you that Lin Muqi died three years ago."

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