Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

Hearing that Yunjin was buried in a mass grave on the west side of the city, Junziyou first yelled and made enough drama, closed the door, pretended to be heartbroken, turned around and went out the window, and stole the pickaxe from the woodshed , went straight to the west of the city.

I don't know what's going on with that person now, if he delays for too long and really kills him, it will be over.

The gentleman did not dare to stop for a moment, he was already exhausted and out of breath when he arrived at Luanfengang.

It was getting dark now, in front of the piled graves there were several shapeless wooden boards standing up and down, and on the dead wood stood a few red-eyed crows, who made miserable calls in response to the situation, scaring the already timid gentleman even more. weak legs.

"Everyone... I'm here to save people, to accumulate virtue for myself, don't blame me, don't blame me..."

After muttering a few words, he looked around for a new grave with soft soil, and saw a mound higher than the others not far away, and it seemed that it had been filled with soil recently, so he went forward and picked up the pickaxe to dig it. After digging twice, it was suddenly discovered that strange water had seeped out of the soil.

Rubbing his fingertips, looking at the moonlight, it turned out to be dark brown blood stains with a strong fishy smell, which made Junziyou howl on the spot in fright, and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.

Looking at the place he dug just now, half of a white arm was exposed, with slender bones and delicate skin, and a string of red bean bracelets on his wrists, which aroused the gentleman's suspicion.

But before he had time to figure out the connection, he heard a loud "boom", which almost made him cry out of fright.

"Fellow folks, I really didn't intend to offend you. You have been buried in the ground for so long, why bother to embarrass me as a book writer... When I go back, I will definitely burn more paper money for you. Don't scare me, I beg you Don't scare me..."

"Boom!"

After calming down, Jun Ziyou felt a little strange, the sound was close at hand, and it seemed to come from under his feet, the muffled sound seemed a bit hollow, it should be the sound of knocking in an independent space.

Before he was puzzled, there were three more violent "dong dong dong" sounds from the ground. The gentleman slapped his forehead and finally remembered what he was doing here. He picked up the pickaxe and dug three feet into the ground, and finally touched the coffin board.

He knocked on the coffin lid tentatively, and when he heard the response from inside, he impatiently pried the long nails that sealed the coffin, exhausted all his energy, his face flushed, and he still sighed: " The people in Prince Jin’s Mansion are really honest in their work. The assassin who met by chance also used such a precious mahogany coffin. If we get hooked up, I don’t even have to worry about the affairs behind me..."

But he is a frail scholar, his strength is always limited, he was exhausted after prying halfway, and he tore the wound on his hand, the bandage was soaked with blood, in the end he had no choice, the one in the coffin had to kick open the coffin by himself Gai broke free from it.

The moment his head was exposed, Yun Jin took a deep breath of the smelly air of the chaotic graves, his eyes were full of stars, and for the first time in his life, he felt: It's good to be alive.

Seeing that he was fine, Junziyou quickly dragged him out of the coffin, hugged him and cried loudly.

"Brother! Brother, save me, this ghostly place... Bah! This shitty place is haunted..."

Yun Jin was so dizzy and almost suffocated, he slapped him first when he heard his words, and gasped, "You don't talk about people during the day, and you don't talk about ghosts at night. What nonsense are you talking about?"

"No, I'm not talking nonsense, there was a woman there just now..."

Seeing that the half of his arm was missing at the wrong place just now, Jun Ziyou let out another scream, and he didn't let go of holding Yun Jin.

"Hey, hey, she's gone. I saw something there with my own eyes just now. It's absolutely true. I even touched her blood!"

"Be sober, don't scare yourself, it's your own injury, stop talking nonsense, don't stay here for long, go!"

Yun Jin, who was breathing gradually calmed down, got up, dragged Jun Ziyou and ran out of the chaotic graveyard. Before leaving, the latter didn't forget to touch the kicked coffin board and said regretfully, "Tsk, it's a pity, otherwise It's okay to take it back to Gusu and leave it for me..."

"If you don't want to be stuffed in before tomorrow, go back to Prince Jin's mansion right now."

"how about you?"

"Me? Of course I'm running away. I'm already a dead person in the capital. If I appear in front of others again, wouldn't that be suicide?"

"Oh, oh, yes. But I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring any silver with me. I'm afraid you have to find a way to deal with the troubles on the road."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Ziyou saw someone entrusting a golden ingot, waving it in front of his eyes, and asked eccentrically, "Is this what you're talking about?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, Gui..."

Before he had time to thank him, Jun Ziyou's smile immediately froze on his face when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly.

...I can't die, why did I see Xiao Beicheng in such a ghostly place?King Jin came to visit Luan Graves in the middle of the night. Could it be that he has some unknown hobby?

For a moment, the atmosphere was as stagnant as death, and only the disturbing cries of the crows hovering above the head could be heard.

Xiao Beicheng, with a cigarette stick in his mouth, stared at Junziyou and the..."dead man" behind him with a half-smile.

Jun Ziyou sighed, shook his hands that were numb from pain, a little discouraged, "My lord, you promised to spare his life."

"But the king never said to forgive you."

"This... What does this have to do with me? Didn't I just act out to save him? It's all about saving people, and I always have good intentions, my lord...understand?"

"I let you talk, what else can I say? Shen Ci, take these two back, I want to see what other moths he can cause."

Afterwards, both Junziyou and Yunjin were escorted back to Prince Jin's mansion, and the big drama they put on to save Yunjin from danger also came to naught.

Kneeling in front of the hall again, Jun Ziyou was very uneasy, racking his brains to think of a touching rhetoric, almost plucking out his hair.

Looking at the dirty bandages on his hands, Xiao Beicheng was very kind, and ordered Steward Liu to re-bandage his wounds, and specially thoughtfully instructed: "The digging pits are full of mud, so they should be cleaned carefully." Wash it. Folk remedies say that salt water promotes wound healing, according to this king, the leftover old salt water in the pickling tank in the back kitchen is the essence, so quickly present it to Mr.

This bastard's heart is too poisonous!

At first, Jun Ziyou still had a little bit of hope, hoping that Xiao Beicheng would show kindness and let Yun Jin go, as well as him.It can be seen that Steward Liu really wanted to wash his wound with salt water, but he calmed down, gritted his teeth, and endured the pain without saying a word.

Originally, Xiao Beicheng was still thinking that as long as he was willing to beg for mercy, he would order people to stop, but he never expected that until the end, even if the cold sweat dripped on the blanket and made him dizzy, he never yelled out pain.

"You surprised me. You seem timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but you are willing to stand up when you really encounter trouble. It's interesting."

"I want to save him, that's all."

"Then have you ever thought about saving yourself?"

The gentleman travels silently.

Xiao Beicheng said again: "As you said, this matter is insignificant. It's just a show and saved a life, but to Dark Crow, you are a stumbling block on the road. Do you know that Qin Nan With Gui's temperament, he never thinks hard about how to remove the obstacles in front of him, he just needs to..."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of mung bean cake and held it in the palm of his hand. Without using any force, he easily ground it into powder and scattered it on the ground.

"In his eyes, you are just a small ant. If you don't rely on the towering giant tree, even a drop of dew the size of a fingernail can drown you."

"Will the prince be my backer?"

"From the first day you came to the capital, this king gave you a choice, but now it is clear that you are going to die by yourself, and if you never turn back, even this king can't help you."

"I refuse to compromise, and it's also for the prince."

His words made Xiao Beicheng laugh, he wiped the oil off his palms with a handkerchief, and waited quietly for him to continue speaking.

"My lord doesn't understand me, that's why I want to win me over. I think I'm a villain, I don't have loyalty and courage, and maybe I will forget my righteousness when I see profit. For me, and for you, lord, I will reject lord several times. Invitation. If the prince doesn't mind that I may bite me back in the future, then in order to survive in the capital, I am willing to agree to the prince."

Holding the half-drunk teacup, Xiao Beicheng looked at Junziyou for a long time, then raised his eyes to see the reactions of Steward Liu and Shen Ci, got up and walked to the person, and handed the cup to him.

"Finish this tea, get up and go somewhere with the king."

Staring at the still warm bi-color tea soup, Jun Ziyou hesitated with his thirsty mouth, wondering whether he should drink tea or saliva...

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Xiao Beicheng knew that he had thought of something strange again, and he was also short of breath for a while, so he lifted him up by his collar, pinched his chin, and pinched his face muttered.

"You despise me so much?"

"No, I think it's impolite, isn't it good..."

"My lord sees that you haven't eaten enough..."

The more he looked at his reckless virtue, the more annoyed Xiao Beicheng became. He was about to repeat the old trick, bit his lips hard, and suddenly smelled a strange aura from Jun Ziyou.

"Why do you have a fishy smell?"

"Smell? It's the blood from my wound. If it's stinky, is it the smell of rotting corpses in the graveyard?"

Smelling this disgusting smell, Xiao Beicheng lost his mind, pushed Junziyou away in disgust, and told Steward Liu to take him down quickly, wash him up and rest early.

But soon, just as Junziyou passed him by, Xiao Beicheng realized that things might not be that simple, and it seems that today's disaster is not limited to this one.

After the man left, Xiao Beicheng said to Shen Ci: "What's unusual today?"

"My lord, it is abnormal if you are not abnormal, sir."

"...You are right, this king doesn't know how to refute you. Anyway, what should come will come sooner or later, and the days with him will be long in the future, and I am not in a hurry to untie this mess for a while."

Xiao Beicheng was optimistic for a moment, but he never expected that trouble would come to him early the next morning.