Rebirth was attacked by scum and stalked to death

Mozhu's lightness kung fu is one of the best in Jianghu, and these days he often hides in Yongquan Temple and no one finds him.

Back at Yongquan Temple, Mo Zhu disappeared from the spot with a flash. As soon as he left, Eunuch Zhong climbed up from the bottom of the mountain.

"Where's the emperor?" Eunuch Zhong asked out of breath.

He Chuiyi looked at another mountain road without saying a word, and was about to shake his head to say he didn't know, when a moon-white figure came out slowly.

Emperor Wu looked as usual, but his light blue clothes were stained with sporadic blood.

A pair of unfathomable eyes stayed on He Cuiyi for a moment, then looked at Eunuch Zhong again, and said softly, "How is the situation in the capital?"

His voice was bright and powerful just now, but now it is very hoarse. He Chuiyi didn't think much, and he walked straight to the temple without greeting the two of them.

Seeing the blood on his body, Eunuch Zhong frowned worriedly, and saw that his expression was ambiguous, so he didn't dare to ask further questions, so he replied honestly, "Your King has already followed your orders."

Emperor Wu half-closed his eyes, looked at He Chuiyi's shadowy figure, a sneer flashed across his face, "Eunuch Zhong, please go down the mountain again."

"I don't know what orders the emperor has?"

He unhurriedly withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and said mockingly: "Send me a letter to King Guijing. This letter must be delivered to him as soon as possible, understand?"

"Old slave understands."

Eunuch Zhong followed him into Yongquan Temple, and found that Emperor Wu didn't want to go back to his room, but went to Abbot Shanye's meditation room.

"You wait outside the door." After finishing speaking, Emperor Wu opened the door and entered.

It took about half an hour before he came out of the room. When he went in, he had nothing in his hands. Now there was an extra piece of yellow paper, which seemed to be wrapped with something.

Later, Emperor Wu wrote a letter in his own hand and asked Eunuch Zhong to take him down the mountain.

Poor Eunuch Zhong, who is nearly fifty years old, has to climb down after climbing up.

This time, as soon as he left Yongquan Temple, he asked a man in Taoist robe to stop him.

"Eunuch Zhong went back to Yongquan Temple immediately after seeing Zhong Xiaoshi, what are you going down the mountain in a hurry for now?"

Hearing this voice, Eunuch Zhong looked around vigilantly, and said, "How do you know that I went to see Xiaoshi?"

Mo Zhu put his hands behind his head and leaned comfortably on the eaves. Hearing this, he glanced sideways at Eunuch Zhong and snorted, "Without me, would you have seen him?"

Eunuch Zhong looked even more vigilant and asked, "What are you doing in Yongquan Temple?"

Mo Zhu gave an impatient "tsk", "Don't play dumb with me, the little ghost surnamed Zhong is as smart as a fox, what didn't he reveal to you?"

Eunuch Zhong's expression sank and he didn't answer him.

Mo Zhu said to himself: "He wants to help He Chuiyi leave, but you want to ensure the safety of the dog emperor, he will definitely start with you. Did he tell you that as long as you tell him, He Cuiyi will leave in January? Why did you leave the palace before, and he has a way to make me stop coveting the emperor's life?"

Silence is the default, Eunuch Zhong turned his head and still didn't answer.

"Then now, the safest way to get the dog emperor is to show me what you have in your hands, otherwise—it will be easy to kill him."

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As soon as He Chuiyi returned to his room, a monk knocked on the door and said, "He benefactor."

"What's the matter?" He Chuiyi asked indifferently.

"Seeing that your clothes are dirty, the emperor specially asked the temple to boil hot water for you. You should go take a shower and change your clothes first."

He Chuiyi looked down, brushed off the dust, and replied, "I'm sorry."

As soon as he entered the bathroom, He Cuiyi subconsciously glanced at the beam, and seeing no one, he took off his clothes and submerged his body in warm water.

There was a muffled sound outside the door, He Cuiyi looked up and found a figure leaning against the door.

"Who is it?" He Chuiyi asked.

In fact, there are only two people who will appear here, either Mo Zhu or Emperor Wu.

"Zhen." His voice is like cool dew, hidden behind the hazy mist, once you push it away, you will find it is a crystal clear drop of water.

He Chuiyi choked for a moment, "What's the matter?"

The figure slowly lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, and he seemed to deliberately let He Chuiyi wait, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Do you hate me?"

"Don't hate."

"Since you don't hate, why is it impossible to fall in love with me again?" Emperor Wu's tone was devoid of any emotion, as flat as asking what to eat again.

"No love, no hate. If I don't hate you, I won't love you anymore." He Chuiyi didn't understand the meaning of his question, anyway, he didn't care, so he asked and answered.

"Without hatred, there is no love?" Emperor Wu repeated melodiously, "Doesn't it mean that where there is hatred, there will be love?"

He Chuiyi frowned, "Don't misinterpret my meaning, and——Emperor, what are you so persistent about?"

There was a pleasant chuckle outside the door, and after a short while, Emperor Wu said: "Not long ago, the choice I gave you will always count. As long as you swear that you will never see Mozhu, I can promise you any request."

He was still obsessed with his obsession, and He Chuiyi's expression turned cold, and he said displeasedly, "No need."

The pleasant laughter stopped abruptly, followed by a creepy grin.

"Keep it, it will always be useful."

After saying that, he left.

"Playing tricks?" He Chuiyi murmured suspiciously.

He glanced at the window, "Mozhu should not be here."

"What does the emperor want?"

After some thought to no avail, he simply went back to his room.

The next day, he planned to leave Yongquan Temple after breakfast, and Emperor Wu followed him not too far away.

"Where are you going?"

He Chuiyi was suspicious of what he said yesterday, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Go to Xuezhu Town."

Emperor Wu stood with his hands behind his back, with a sneer of unknown meaning on his face, "Go get the Canghai flute, don't I help you?"

"I can get it myself."

"Can you get it?" Emperor Wu sneered, "You don't even know how to get to Xuezhu Town, even if I show you the direction, can you walk by yourself?"

"Don't bother you." He Chuiyi said coldly.

"You go now, I'll wait for you to come back here." Emperor Wu didn't bother him too much, and let him go graciously.

He was so happy, but He Chuiyi didn't get used to it, and stared back at him for a few times before striding away.

Leaving Yongquan Temple, He Chuiyi deliberately released Gu worms to investigate behind him, but Emperor Wu didn't send anyone to follow him.

But it's true, Eunuch Zhong is his only person in Yongquan Temple, and he will never be so stupid as to let Eunuch Zhong follow him.

Walking halfway, he saw Mo Zhu leaning on the stone bottle with his arms folded and waiting for him from a distance.

He looked behind He Cuiyi, and said in a choked voice, "Didn't the dog emperor follow you?"

He Chuiyi said: "No."

"Okay, let's go."

At the foot of the mountain, Mo Zhu led two horses out from the nearby woods.

"This place is not far from Xuezhu Town, but there are a lot of people coming and going. The people in the capital and Luozhou City have already drawn your features." He took off a veiled hat from the horse's back, and draped his clothes towards He Nu Nuzui, "Especially your braid, it's better to hide it."

He Chuiyi nodded and took it, put the long braid on the hair crown, and put on the veiled hat.

He pulled the rein and wanted to get on the horse, but the back of his hand was hit by a small stone thrown from nowhere.

He Chuiyi withdrew his hand indifferently, but his skin was too white, and there was a bluish red mark on the back of his hand.

He raised his head slightly and looked in the direction from which the stone flew.

Just when he was about to lower his hand, Mo Zhu walked forward with a brisk step, grasped his hand, rubbed his thumb lightly on the back of his hand, and the air pressure in his whole body became lower and lower.

He Chuiyi didn't want to cause trouble, and wanted to withdraw his hand: "It's okay."

Mo Zhu held onto it tightly and did not let go, his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and he blew on the red mark with distress, "Does it not hurt?"

To be honest, it doesn't hurt, it just looks scary.

"It doesn't hurt."

"It doesn't hurt, just move!"

He Chuiyi moved the back of his hand, and immediately felt a stiff pain, so he could only sneer and say, "I've got a muscle."

Mo Zhu glared at him with a straight face, gently rubbed the back of He Chuiyi's hand, turned his head and shouted into the woods: "Mo Xiaoqian, get out!"

A cold snort came from the woods, but there was still no one.

Mo Zhu reached out and rubbed his face, comforting him: "Wait, I will avenge you."

"..."

Mo Zhu picked up a stone from his feet and threw it into the woods without saying a word, only to hear a cry of pain, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

"Ouch!"

A black figure rolled down from the tree. The figure raised its head while rubbing its waist, and a young and heroic face appeared in front of the two of them.

"Brother!" Mo Xiaoqian shouted angrily.

Mo Zhu glared at him, rubbed He Chuiyi's hand, and said to him: "Who told you to throw pebbles at him."

"Just hit it, and it doesn't hurt! Who asked him to lead my horse!" Mo Xiaoqian was about two-eight years old, and his gestures showed that he was still childish.

He gave He Chuiyi a vicious look, lowered his head and muttered: "There is also the Canghaidi! But my brothers and I spent a lot of effort to find it!"

"I hit you, doesn't it hurt you? Look, it's all purple." Mo Zhu said angrily.

He Cuiyi pressed Mo Zhu's shoulder with his backhand, turned around and hugged Mo Xiaoqian, and said with a warm smile, "Little brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have moved your horse."

Mo Xiaoqian sat on the tree at first, and didn't see He Chuiyi's face clearly at all, but now he saw it clearly, which is a bit inconceivable.

"Brother, you..." He suddenly lost his temper, pointed at He Chuiyi, hesitant to speak.

Mo Zhu broke his hand away, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't touch your hands. What should I do?"

Mo Xiaoqian didn't care about getting angry, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Your vision is finally normal?"

It's not the first time he heard this, He Chuiyi let out a chuckle.

Mo Zhu turned his head and stared at him, put his hands around Mo Xiaoqian's neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Where is my vision not normal?"

Mo Xiaoqian's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, so he blinked his eyes innocently, and said honestly: "Are you living a normal life? Let's not talk about other things, Shuo'er motherfucker, what looks do I have to say? You don't have a clue? How do you always force people to dare not go home?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mo Zhu glanced back guiltily, "That's because I was young and ignorant."

"Damn! Don't pretend to be young, it's just what happened years ago." Mo Xiaoqian raised her chin triumphantly.

He Chuiyi stepped forward with a smile on his face, cupped his hands at the two of them, and said, "Let's start our journey first."

Mo Xiaoqian snorted coldly, took the reins and got on the horse, "We haven't settled yet."

"We'll figure it out later." He Chuiyi smiled.

Mo Zhu slapped the horse's back, "If you have any debts, ask me to settle."

"Humph."

Mo Zhu got on another horse, stretched out a hand towards He Chuiyi, "Come up."

Mo Xiaoqian, who was walking in front, pursed her lips contemptuously, thinking that it was no wonder that the eldest brother refused to let the three horses come. He thought it was strange beforehand, because he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity!

The eldest brother's enthusiasm comes and goes quickly, Mo Xiaoqian wants to see how long the eldest brother can last this time.

Entering Xuezhu Town, two white horses walked side by side.

He Chuiyi has a thin body, and being held in Mo Zhu's arms doesn't give him a strong sense of presence, and no one deliberately looks into his arms.

As soon as Mo Xiaoqian entered Xuezhu Town, he was startled and turned a lot of Mozhu's eyes.

"Brother, look at that girl!" Mo Xiaoqian shouted excitedly.

Mo Zhu was too lazy to look at him, shook his head and didn't answer.

"Brother! I didn't lie to you, this time is definitely to your liking! If you don't believe me, take a look!"

He pointed to the crowd, and Mo Zhu cast his gaze over boredly, his breath tightened immediately, "This is..."

Mo Xiaoqian raised her eyebrows proudly, "Didn't I lie to you?"

He Chuiyi turned his head and gave him a cool look, and Mozhu swallowed the word "good" abruptly when it came to his lips.

"Go! Don't talk nonsense, how does she suit me?"

"Isn't it to your liking?" Mo Xiaoqian muttered softly.

He Chuiyi smiled faintly, Mo Zhu noticed something, put his head next to his ear, and asked in a low voice: "What are you laughing at?"

"Forcing people so that they dare not go home, you are really capable."

"..."

Not long after, Mo Xiaoqian, who was leading the way, stopped, turned around and said to the two of them, "Here we are, the Canghai flute is inside."

He Cuiyi jumped off the horse, and Mo Zhu jumped off immediately, and said in a low voice, "It's in Zhong Xiaoshi's hands."

He Chuiyi nodded, raised his legs and walked inside, but Mozhu behind him caught him coldly, and said solemnly: "Before that, let me ask you a question."

"You ask." His expression was too serious, and He Chuiyi couldn't help becoming serious.

"Do you still remember Ye Wushu?"

I keep hearing this name recently, He Chuiyi frowned, and asked: "Who is he?"

"You have wandered in the Jin Dynasty for so many years, and you don't even know the name of Ye Wushu?"

He Chuiyi shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Mo Zhu looked at him with a complicated expression, "Zhong Xiaoshi refused to tell me what happened, but the reason why you left the palace a month ago was probably because of Zhong Wushu. If, if, after knowing this, you It turns out that the emperor is not that bad...or you were kicked out of the palace because there were no books in the night, would you...would you..."

Mo Xiaoqian rolled her eyes, "Worthless!"

He Chuiyi seemed to know what he wanted to say, and smiled calmly, "I won't. No matter what the reason is, it's impossible for me to stay by his side, not to mention, I don't think it's because of Ye Wu It's the books that kill me."

Mo Zhu sucked on his forehead, and looked at him fiercely: "If you dare to go back on your word, I will kill you!"

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, the exam is over!Knock nervous!

When I was nervous, I actually paid attention to the new article [Kill the claws that are eager to try.jpg]

Awaited!Going home after the holiday this Friday, the update is basically stable.

This chapter is fat and fat~

If Chui Chui knows the truth, the Emperor Zha will be completely cold, alas, light the wax in advance