[Comprehensive Martial Arts] When saving the world, I always get people wrong

The tall body curled up into a ball, squatting on the ground like a puppy.

Her legs were numb, and Ruan Qingyu twisted uncomfortably.

"Squat well."

Immediately, his body stopped twisting, only trembling remained.

Qi Zhu looked down at him and sneered, "You're promising, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've learned to follow you." He said and walked in front of him.

Ruan Qingyu, "╮(￣▽￣)╭I was wrong."

Qi Zhu walked around him slowly, as if it was specially designed to torture him mentally, and then took a look at his clothes, "It's still a man disguised as a woman."

Ruan Qingyu, "╮(￣▽￣)╭I don't dare anymore."

Qi Zhu, "You really don't dare?"

"..." There was silence.

Feeling the heat from her head, Ruan Qingyu shrunk her body tighter, and begged, "Don't, stop beating, it hurts so much."

The expected pain did not come, and there was no more chestnut bun on his head. A pair of big hands rubbed the top of his hair twice without moving.

Ruan Qingyu raised her head and blinked, "It's so comfortable, can you rub it a few more times?"

Qi Zhu looked at him, just about to give him a shudder, seemed to think of something again, withdrew his hand, and fell into a long silence.The moonlight was shallow, and when the thick clouds covered the remaining halo, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart, palpitations and mourning.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Ruan Qingyu twisted her fingers and tugged at the hem of his clothes, "It's my fault, don't be angry, okay?"

His fingers are a bit thick, different from Ruan Qingyu's gorgeous appearance, his hands are not good-looking, and he will get frostbite in winter. It was when he was in the most difficult time, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, he insisted on going to the river to fish for him. Harmful.

It is now spring, and there are still some red spots on his hands, which shows that the frostbite has not completely healed with the changes of the seasons.

Qi Zhu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Where do you live these days?"

Ruan Qingyu lowered her head, and replied obediently, "I'm afraid you'll find out, so I'll find a place to hide during the day when you're not in the cabin, and sleep on the hornsail at night."

The sea breeze is cold, let alone the sea breeze at night.It seems that it is not that he is not comprehensive, but that he was harmed by himself.

Qi Zhu suddenly didn't want to take another look at him, turned around and left.

Ruan Qingyu was left behind, almost crying.

An impatient tone came over, "What are you doing there in a daze, don't hurry up and keep up."

The tears disappeared instantly, Ruan Qingyu jumped up and chased after him, under the dim moonlight, there seemed to be a big tail behind him waving along with his master's steps...

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In the not very big room, Ruan Qingyu lay on Qi Zhu's bed and slept soundly, while the owner of the bed was sitting on the edge of the table and taking a nap. In his dream, as time passed, he seemed to have returned to the valley full of pink and white peach blossoms. , but why can't he feel the warmth?

Qi Zhu looked up, and it turned out that in this dream, it wasn't a moment of youth in spring, but a twelfth lunar month, with the harsh winter and the withering of everything.

A stout man urged from behind, "Hurry up and burn it, or it won't be easy to burn when that lunatic comes back."

The young men in front stuffed the lighted torches into the snake hole, and after a while, foul-smelling smoke came out.

One of the young people scolded while burning, "A lunatic is a lunatic. I don't know what to think. What if the snakes I raise come out and bite people? It's hard to wait until winter. I wanted to kill them last spring." they."

As he spoke, he threw a few more torches, and there was a crackling sound from the snake cave.

The road down the mountain was difficult to walk in winter, and people in the village were unwilling to sell him food, so Ruan Qingyu had to go to some places where the snow was not deep to find something to eat.

I just walked to the back mountain today, and saw a package on the ground. Ruan Qingyu opened it, and it was some wild vegetables.He seemed to know who had let it go, so he laughed a few times, picked it up and walked back.

Walking to the hillside, the smile on the corners of the lips disappeared, and only the smoking snake hole and the sound of the burning and cracking torches remained in front of my eyes.

Ruan Qingyu almost lost his mind, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, "What are you doing!"

The man glanced back and shouted, "It's not good, the lunatic is back, let's go!"

Several young people threw the last few torches in their hands, and smelling the burnt smell in the air, they ran away.

Ruan Qingyu threw away the wild vegetables in her arms, ran over and crawled on the ground, frantically digging snake holes like a dog planer, one after another, all the snakes that were dug out were bombed dead snakes.

Dirty clothes and dead snakes scattered around are unspeakably disgusting.

Villagers passing by from a distance pointed at him, then quickened their pace and left.

As the sky was approaching dawn, Qi Shuang walked into the room, looked at Qi Zhu who was leaning against the bed, and waited for him to finish his medicine.

After putting away the bowl with the remaining medicinal residues, Qi Shuang hesitated for a while, but still said, "I heard from Aunt Wang that a few boys from the village burned all the snakes of that man to death yesterday."

Qi Zhu's fingers trembled slightly, then lowered his head, Qi Shuang couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only hear his lonely voice, "Alright, maybe then he will give up those unrealistic ideas."

Qi Shuang thought about it, and felt that it was the same, saving himself and others in the end.But after a few days, she realized that she was relieved too early. When she went up the mountain, she saw the dirty figure she was familiar with at a glance, kneeling at the foot of the mountain and constantly scraping the snow with her hands. Qi Shuang couldn't help thinking. It didn't take a second to know that he was looking for a snake hole.

Seeing this, she didn't know where the anger came from, so she found a stone and smashed it hard.

Dreaming of this, Qi Zhu woke up suddenly, there was silence in the cabin, and the night outside the cabin was getting darker, obviously he didn't sleep for long.

Ruan Qingyu hugged the quilt, her sleeping appearance couldn't have been uglier, and she was still moaning like a piglet.Qi Zhu walked over and looked at his harmless sleeping face, inexplicably feeling ironic.

Such a treacherous person, at this moment, is as harmless and innocent as a child.He couldn't help but sigh: raising spirit snakes will only harm Yin De, but this person in front of him will never know how to choose, let alone give up.

On the same night, someone chased his wife, someone held a bowl of hot yuanxiao and talked with the cook all night, and someone woke up in a dream.

The ones who slept the best probably belonged to Ruan Qingyu who occupied Qizhu's bed, the little monk who took the medicine of Mongolian sweat, and the little prince who depended on Ye Gucheng's house to keep his life and safety guaranteed.

The next day, before dawn, everyone woke up to the classic scene of 'Come on, it's not good'.

Ruan Qingyu turned over, lay on her back and opened her eyes, her eyes were hazy with sleepiness, and there were dark circles under her eyes, obviously she didn't get enough sleep.

Qi Zhu pressed the quilt for him, "Sleep for a while, I'll go and have a look."

Ruan Qingyu grabbed him, insisted on getting up from the bed and walking with him.

Corpses are displayed in twos and threes outside the room, the death condition is exactly the same as that of Iron Arm Master and others, and the degree of misery can be seen.

Shizi had a dark face, these people were the attendants he brought, and it was their turn to be on duty outside his gate last night.

The other attendants didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of offending the prince who was in a bad mood, while patted their chests and thanked that they were not on duty last night.

The crowd of onlookers is getting more and more, I don't know who shouted "It's a dragon, it must be a dragon, we all have to die!"All must die! '

The crowd started to erupt following his shout, and Shi Zi shouted, "Shut up!"

The scene was strangely quiet.

Ye Gucheng's eyes softened a little, looking at the angry Xiao Shizi, he thought that he still had a bit of a temper.

The prince avoided the corpse, and the crowd automatically made way for him. The prince opened the door and walked into the room where he was supposed to live last night: the tea set in the room was overturned, and the bedding was thrown on the floor.

He walked over, lifted the quilt, searched around on the ground, then patted the dust off his hands, and said, "People did it."

Lu Xiaofeng in the crowd was surprised, it seemed that this son was different from the rumors, although he didn't know how he saw it, but it was quite wise not to say that it was caused by a dragon.

Huo Xiu walked forward, "How can you be sure that it was done by a human?"

Prince Pingnan smiled triumphantly, "The note is gone."

Huo Xiu was taken aback, "A note?"

Not only him, everyone present was curious about what the note in Shizi's mouth was, and even Ye Gucheng gave him a questioning look.

Shizi picked up the pillow on the floor, put it on the bed, then covered the quilt on it, and said, "Last night, this was the scene."

Everyone looked at it, and at first glance, there was really a person lying on the bed.

The prince lifted the quilt and smiled inscrutably, "There is a note on this pillow."

Everyone held their breaths to listen to him continue.

"I left a few words on the note."

"What is it?" Someone asked impatiently.

"I wrote on the paper——" Shizi said, "Silly 13, I knew you would come.'"

After finishing speaking, he was triumphant and stared at everyone present.

Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng and everyone, "..."

"But now the note is gone." Shi Zi's eyes sparkled, "What does this mean?"

Everyone, "..." (The silence this time is not because they don't know but because they simply don't want to answer)

The son acted like I knew you didn't know that only I knew, and replied generously, "Of course it means that the murderer took it away for fear of embarrassment."

After finishing speaking, he continued, "Dragon, there is no sense of shame, only people are ashamed!" After finishing speaking, he said firmly, "So it must be done by people."

Everyone, "..." People are ashamed, so we want to give you this sentence for Mao.

After finishing speaking, the prince looked at Ye Gucheng and called out, "Master." His eyes sparkled, obviously seeking praise.

Ye Gucheng glanced at him and said, "Come here."

Hearing these two words, Ruan Qingyu shrunk his body reflexively and rubbed the bun on his head. He looked at Prince Pingnan who was walking towards Ye Gucheng excitedly, and wanted to tell him that there is a kind of person who usually says that as long as you talk to me After saying these two words, you need to understand: roll as far as you can.This is the trick to save your life.

It's a pity that our little son is now full of eyes and eyes intoxicated with the joy of being overwhelmed by his own wisdom, and his IQ has long been thrown into a corner of the street.

Every step of the son is very graceful, like a soldier who is about to receive a medal.

Step by step, he finally walked up to the noble and glamorous Lord Ye, and called out emotionally, "Master." He said in his heart, did you finally admit me?

Then?

Then there is no more.

Because he was mercilessly drawn out by the city lord with a scabbard.

Ye Gucheng cast his eyes on Lu Xiaofeng, "Now, you can come for the autopsy."

It's a pity that our little prince has already flown away, and missed the opportunity to collect the nine characters of the city lord.

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at the prince who was beaten out, stroked his beard resentfully, and came out to do the autopsy in a timely manner.

The little monk silently recited the phrase 'Amitabha Buddha', thinking, could this be what the master said before he was alive?