The reborn cannon fodder

The weather was fine on the day of departure, and they used three merchant ships in total. The wind and sunshine were beautiful along the way, and the scenery on the sea was very charming for those who didn't often go to sea.

Mu Changyun leaned on the side of the boat and looked towards the sea. After looking at it for a long time, he still didn't understand why the weather was cloudless in the morning, and why it was covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning at night?Perhaps it is true that only those old fishermen who have lived at sea for many years can understand the emotions of the sea. He has never learned the skill of knowing the sky by counting fingers.

"Mr. Mu is leisurely and elegant. The scenery on the sea is indeed magnificent, but the side of the ship is more dangerous. If there is a big wave, you may not be able to stand firmly." The eldest son of the Song family walked to Mu Changyun's side in a few steps. Quite a few. On weekdays, he is responsible for several family businesses. Except for shipping, the rest rarely overlap with the Mu family's business.At this time, watching him just stand aside with a calm expression, his demeanor against the vast sea is shining brightly, and people can't help but praise him.It's just a pity!Thinking of the family's plans, Song Mingyang shook his head in his heart. Whoever made the Mu family have such a good reputation in Qiancang, and the family property was too rich, blocked the way of the Song family, so they had no choice but to get rid of it.

Mu Changyun glanced at the person beside him, and said indifferently: "I'm too busy on weekdays. Although I live not far from the sea, I rarely have the opportunity to go out to see it. Before, Mr. Song had ventured to Chiba Island to have a look. , Thinking about it, I am quite touched, what advice do you have?"

"No, it's just an ordinary person who is happy to see the beautiful scenery. There is nothing to teach." Song Mingyang shook his head with a smile, and seemed to think of something, and his expression was suddenly embarrassed, "I heard in private before. Fourth brother had some misunderstandings with Lingmei at the market, and I feel quite guilty in my heart, my younger brother is the only seedling in my third uncle's family, and was spoiled by my third aunt on weekdays, I hope that Mr. Mu will forgive me, and I will make up for it on my behalf." As he spoke, he bowed and bowed, gentle and courteous, neither appearing too humble nor forced.

"Eldest son doesn't need to be like this." Mu Changyun also sighed in his heart. Song Mingyang's father and three brothers were all domineering people. The Song family business secretly did some immoral things in order to develop in their hands, but after Song Mingyang's debut, he was Long-sleeved, good at dancing and being kind to others, he is very popular throughout Qiancang. Even the bitter master who was once bullied by the Song family can't help but secretly sigh that good bamboo shoots out of evil.And if I didn't have the experience of the previous life, but looking at his usual behavior, I would never have imagined that his heart is so hypocritical and vicious.

After Mu Changyun went out early in the morning, he has been extremely careful, because he didn't know where he was first poisoned in the previous life, and he also brought enough water, and he didn't intend to contact outside food.Previously, he secretly checked the Song family for any special poisons, but found nothing. He also asked Mu Zhuo, the almighty housekeeper who is quite good at treating poisons, about the symptoms of the poison in his previous life, but it was not enough after all. In detail, the answer he received was not certain, and Mu Zhuo could only speculate on a few possible medicines and roughly told some preventive methods, so Mu Changyun felt that he still needed to be extremely cautious about the issue of □□.After all, it's one thing to play tricks, and then it's stupid.

Therefore, Mu Changyun didn't want to spend more time with Song Mingyang, so after blowing the sea breeze for a while, he went back to the cabin to rest on the pretext of recuperating energy.

Song Mingyang watched him leave until he disappeared, his expression difficult to discern.

Mu Changyun, who returned to the cabin, wanted to practice meditation, but he still couldn't concentrate.After all, he was about to face the critical moment of life and death, even if he was as calm as him, even if the arrangement was thorough, it was still unavoidable to feel anxious.

At this time, Mu Yi and Mu Ding were following Mu Changyun; Mu Jiang was undoubtedly the tallest in the Mu family except him, and he was left at home to protect his family. But generally, it is more appropriate to stay at home to take care of the overall situation. I believe that with these two people together, no matter what accidents happen, they can get through it safely; Mu He was not brought out like the previous life. After all, Mu He can only practice Playing with fists and embroidering legs, this trip is unpredictable, it is safer to stay at home; while Mujia took the opportunity to go to Wanyu Island a few days ago, and secretly stayed with the master of Qianye sect to support him.

There was really nothing to do during the voyage, so Mu Changyun carefully sorted out his various arrangements again until he confirmed that there were no loopholes except for the first thing.

At this moment, the servants on the ship brought food for the three of them, and Mu Ding sent them away after taking the food box and thanking them.He knew that today's trip was dangerous. Several people had already eaten the dry food they carried with them. Although the dishes in the food box were exquisite, they did not dare to touch them. After asking Mu Changyun for instructions, he sent them along with the box. He flipped through several dishes with his chopsticks and put them aside, then poured all these dishes into an oilcloth bag that he carried with him, sealed it and put it away.And Mu Yi is a dull person, he only listens to the orders of the Patriarch in everything, if he is not allowed to eat now, then he will not eat, there is no doubt at all.

Half an hour later, Mu Yi sent the packed food box to the kitchen servants, and then went straight back to the cabin.

After Mu Yi left, the servant deliberately opened it up and down and looked it over. Seeing that the three pairs of bamboo chopsticks had been used and that there was not much left for each dish, he took the food box to the back kitchen to wash it, and then took the pot. The tea went to the cabin where Song Mingyang was...

The fleet arrived at the destination shortly after noon, and the owner of Chiba Island himself came to the pier to greet everyone. Zhao Junxia is a rough man in his forties, and his life at sea makes him look older than his actual age. He is dark-skinned and tall; but the vice head Yang Qijia is different from him, he seems to be a person who pays great attention to maintenance, gentle and upright standing aside, although there are some fine lines at the corners of his eyes, he looks very kind and doesn't show his age.

Everything after that was not much different from the previous life, apologies, pleasantries, friendship, alliances, orderliness, and peace in the world.Yang Qijia, the deputy head of the sect, even hinted at what the Song family had contributed in the past, which aroused everyone's gratitude.

Seeing that the matter was resolved so smoothly and there was no danger as they thought before, everyone was not in a hurry to go back. After hearing what the Qianyemen said that there would be a storm in the evening, they took advantage of the opportunity to stay as guests.

The dinner was a seafood banquet carefully prepared by Qianyemen, and it was accompanied by home-brewed fruit wine, which really had a special flavor.The atmosphere was very pleasant, several people from the Maritime Chamber of Commerce were very relaxed, and the Qianyemen came to persuade them to drink, and they all drank a lot.Mu Changyun pretended to eat a seashell, and then felt unwell, his face turned pale, and he was sweating profusely, so he went to the inn early to rest.

Seeing this, Xie Shuo was very worried, but Zhao Junxia, ​​the master of Qianye Sect, waved his hands boldly and said, "It's okay, some people don't touch these things on a daily basis, and occasionally they will feel uncomfortable after eating a few kinds of sea shells and sea fish. Go, it will be fine tomorrow, you don’t have to worry.”

When other people heard this, they stopped paying attention to it. Song Mingyang felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't see what was wrong. He met Xie Shuo's eyes, and felt that there was nothing to think about, so he let the matter go. .

And Mu Changyun, who returned to the guest house, immediately called Mu Yi and Mu Ding. The two of them also did not touch the dinner, but Mu Changyun found that there was something wrong with Mu Ding, and he was dizzy because of his lack of energy. He looked very much like the poisoning situation in his previous life. In shock, he recalled the three people's whole day's itinerary. The only difference between Mu Ding and him and Mu Yi was that after accepting the food box, he picked up the chopsticks ...

As the owner of the food box, he will not touch it, so the problem is probably not the food, but the chopsticks.Mu Changyun sighed, keeping everything secret, why didn't he think of putting a cloth between the chopsticks at that time.

Take out a detoxification pill prepared by Mu Zhuo, and let Mu Ding take it, the poison is strange, I am afraid this detoxification pill will not be able to deal with it.But talking is better than nothing, the few people who came out with him don't understand medicine and poison, and he only has a half-knowledge about these things. It's a fairy tale to want to cure poison, otherwise he wouldn't have achieved the Tao in his last life.I just hope that this detoxification pill can be restrained for a while longer, so that they can be delayed until they return to Mu's house for Mu Zhuo to come for diagnosis and treatment.

After taking the detoxification pill, Mu Ding seemed to be better. Mu Changyun picked up his saber, arranged the quilt and pillow in the shape of someone sleeping, and went to Zhao Junxia quietly with the two of them in the dark. In the courtyard, and saw Mu Jia who had been nesting with Zhao Junxia for several days in the house.

"Young master is finally here!" Mu Jia had been very boring these past few days. Today, after most of the Qianyemen went to entertain the Maritime Chamber of Commerce, he sneaked into Yang Qijia's territory, trying to find some evidence of his collusion with the Song family.The results are satisfying. Yang Qijia not only kept the letters and money exchanges with the Song family and pirates, but also marked them in different categories. I am afraid that they are for the purpose of holding the handle so that they can continue to make profits in the future, but now it is convenient for Mu Changyun. These evidences It was much more detailed and credible than the forged letters of Song Mingyang and the others in the previous life.

"Well done." Mu Changyun looked at the many letters and account books in his hand, quite satisfied, and at the same time looked at a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing on the other side, who was Mo Yi, Zhao Junxia's personal disciple.

"Young master Mu helped the master find the traitor in the sect, I am really grateful." Mo Yi gave a big gift to Mu Changyun while speaking.

"It doesn't have to be like this. The sect master and I are just going through difficulties together for mutual benefit. Mu Yi, take Mu Ding and Mo Shaoxia inside, and Mu Jia will follow."

"What's wrong with Xiao Ding?!" In the darkness, Mu Jia couldn't see that Mu Ding's face was pale, and Mu Ding's expression was very calm, so he didn't notice his discomfort. Hearing what Mu Changyun said, he immediately arrested him Hands are tense.

"It's okay, I took some medicine, I'll go to the housekeeper when I get back." Mu Ding and Mu Jia are brothers, and Mu Jia takes great care of this young brother on weekdays. The elder brother was worried in his heart, fearing that he would be distracted for a while and ruin the affairs of the Patriarch, so he hurried to comfort him instead.

"These grandchildren..." Mu Jia gritted his teeth with hatred, and secretly made up his mind that he would not let these grandchildren have a good time later!

"After Master Zhao comes back in a while, the three of you should hide well and don't come out. Mu Jia will follow me and the sect master, don't be impulsive, and be careful not to be plotted against." Mu Jia is the best martial artist among the guards, as long as you remind He was so on guard, it would be foolish to try to plot against him again.

"Young Master Mu, be careful." Mo Yi was once praised by his master as a martial arts prodigy, but it is a pity that Qianyemen itself does not have any high-level martial arts. He's just a scumbag. At this moment, he naturally knew that he couldn't hold back by being strong, but he secretly made up his mind that in the future, he must learn high-strength martial arts in order to protect himself and his master. He turned to look at Mu Yi, and said with a bright smile, "Mu Yi, hero, Please take care of me! Our names are so similar, we must be able to get along well."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, I should take care of you." It was the first time that Mu Yichang was called a hero at his age, and he was still a young man carved in pink and jade. He was suddenly embarrassed, and his skin was completely red.

The other people watched from the side and secretly laughed, Mu Yi is the most stupid among them, he is honest and honest, this young man looks smart and smart, it must be fun to get along with.

Not long after, there was a strong wind outside the house. Seeing that the rainstorm was approaching, Zhao Junxia also returned to his residence.

After the lights were turned on in the room, Mu Changyun and Mu Jia stood against the wall all the time, so as not to be suspicious if the shadows were reflected on the window.

Zhao Junxia pretended to be calm for a whole day, but at the last moment, he couldn't pretend anymore, and he was very anxious: "Mr. Mu, are they really going to act tonight?"

"This torrential rain lasts for at most two days. They plan to take my traditional Chinese medicine today, so they probably won't delay it until tomorrow. After all, there are long nights and many dreams."

Sure enough, not long after, Yang Qijia knocked on the door.

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