Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

I think so, but the reality is quite cruel.

There is a low gold table in the carriage, not far from him, Wen Chu expended a lot of effort to kick the legs of the gold table in front of him, and the plate containing the delicate snacks fell on the ground with a "snap". On the ground... not broken.

Not sure if the carpet is too soft or the quality of the plate is too good.

The medicine on his body became more and more powerful, and every part of his body seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it took a lot of energy to blink.

Wen Chu wanted to lean over to face the small table with his back, and rub the rope against the legs of the table, but he only moved a little, his eyes darkened, and his body fell to the ground without warning, unconscious.

When he woke up, he was no longer in the carriage, and those people threw him on the floor of a random room.

The room was empty, without any furniture, let alone any decorations, but the floor was covered with straw.The area here is the size that can fit two narrow beds.

The walls are made of gray cement without any patterns, and a small partition window is opened on the right side, which is high and not big, and is surrounded by iron bars, which only let in some air and light into the room.

The full moonlight shines on Wen Chu's face piece by piece.

Wen Chu didn't expect that there would be such a place in Ji Hanyan's house, this kind of place is not normal at first sight.

The body has recovered most of its strength, Wen Chu asked Tang Yuan: "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been six or seven hours, and it's about ten o'clock in the evening," Tangyuan said, "It's already dark outside."

Wen Chu let out an "um" and asked, "Has anyone been here during the period?"

"There was a person who came here every two hours to check and see that you were still here, so he left." Tang Yuan said, "Ji Hanyan hasn't been here either."

The quality of the rope was so good that Wen Chu's hand was tied behind his back and he couldn't break free.He stood up and walked to the door, looking at the small hole in the lock under the faint moonlight.

Then he turned his back against the wall, grabbed a few knots of straw in his hands, and moved his fingers deftly.

"What are you doing?" Tangyuan asked puzzled.

"Make a key," Wen Chu closed his eyes, "the straw is a bit soft and can be shaped, but it hardens after being compacted in one piece. It would be a pity not to make good use of such a good thing."

He compacted the soft straw and straightened the strands. Although his back was turned and he couldn't see it, his fingers were still moving quickly, weaving strands of straw into simple keys in his hand.

Tangyuan was surprised: "When did you master this skill?"

"I can't," Wen Chu said confidently, "but the original owner has been an assassin for a long time, and he is very proficient in his techniques."

Wen Chu opened the door with the key, and then rubbed the rope on the handle with force through the corners of the door. After untying the rest of his body, Wen Chu casually threw the rope on the ground.

There is a small courtyard outside the room, and there are two people guarding the gate.

The original owner's martial arts were strong, and his body carried some kind of muscle memory. Wen Chu simply and neatly gave the two of them a hand knife from behind, and then supported their fainted bodies against the wall.

This is the most remote place in the mansion, Wen Chu didn't take a few steps before he saw the outermost wall of Shizi Mansion.

He raised his head and gestured a few times. Although he was a little high, he could jump out with his strength.

The sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap.

As soon as Wen Chu thought of the great world outside, he felt a little happy.

Tang Yuan suddenly said: "Ji Hanyan is the person most involved in the energy stone in this world, do we really want to leave?"

"Let's go," Wen Chu said firmly, "As far as the relationship between the two of us is concerned, it's fine if he doesn't hack me to death, and even if he has energy stones, he won't give them to me. It's better to save his life first, and we'll talk about it after the mission." .”

He took a few steps back, and was just about to run and jump over the wall, when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Catch the assassin! Come on!"

Wen Chu's eyebrows twitched, was this discovered?He turned his head to look behind him, only seeing the two guards lying quietly by the door after being knocked out by him.

He was still wondering, but in the next second, a black figure appeared from around the corner and flew towards him.

And the voice of "catching the assassin" was still ringing in his ears.

The black shadow flew past him and jumped onto the city wall.

The brain has not yet reacted, but the body has already reacted. It may be that the sound of "grab the assassin" is too suitable for the original owner's original occupation, and it may be because he feels that he cannot tolerate others running away in front of him. Immediately followed up.

The black shadow had just used his strength to jump up to the top of the narrow wall, and was about to continue jumping down to escape, when suddenly something grabbed his ankle and pulled him down with a force.

The two fell hard to the solid ground together.

He immediately realized that he was about to continue running, but the sword glowing coldly lay across in front of him, blocking his way.

Similarly, Wen Chu also had a sword horizontally in front of him.It was only at this time that his brain was slow to realize what happened just now, and then he looked at the more and more people around him, Wen Chu was silent for a while, and then looked at the people next to him with great resentment.

That person is more resentful than him.

The sound of steady footsteps came from far to near, Wen Chu looked away and saw the person who was slowly walking towards them.

Ji Hanyan wore a delicate coat, and his long hair was loose.Due to the distance and light, Wen Chu couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

He casually took out the long sword from the scabbard at the waist of the guard next to him, walked up to the two of them without stopping, and inserted the sword firmly into the man's heart without hesitation.

Red blood splashes.

Wen Chu felt a burst of warmth on his face, his eyes turned blood red, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head stiffly.

The assassin was nailed to the ground, looking at him with his head tilted and his eyes wide open, but he was already out of breath.

The warm blood on his face constantly stimulated his nerves, and the fishy smell poured into his nostrils, Wen Chu couldn't help but tremble.

"Afraid?" Ji Hanyan looked at Wen Chu, who was a little dazed and at a loss, as if he had seen some joke, and sarcastically said, "I don't know how many people's blood is on my hands. Are you scared to death seeing me kill a person?"

Ji Hanyan glanced at the two guards lying behind the door: "It's a little skill to be able to run out."

He looked at Wen Chu again, and stretched out his hand to the side. Immediately, someone understood, and put a handkerchief in Ji Hanyan's hand.He casually threw the handkerchief to Wen Chu, and said slowly, "For the sake of stopping the assassin for me, I won't send you in again."

The handkerchief was thrown on the face, Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, took off the handkerchief, and looked up at Ji Hanyan.

"Come with me." Ji Hanyan turned and left.

The long sword lying in front of him was removed. Although Wen Chu didn't know where Ji Hanyan was going to take him to do, he still stood up and followed the people.He wiped the blood on his face with a handkerchief as he walked.

In fact, Wen Chu wasn't afraid, it was just the first time he experienced such a thing at such a close distance, and it happened so unexpectedly that he was taken aback.

The handkerchief was dry, and part of the dried blood on the face could not be wiped off.

"Why did you kill him directly?" Wen Chu asked, he thought Ji Hanyan would arrest him and torture him.

"If you don't kill me, do you still have to stand there and wait for him to come and kill me?" Ji Hanyan said coldly.

Wen Chu: "...I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?" Ji Hanyan said, "You are a shadow guard, didn't your master tell you not to ask questions?"

Wen Chu put down the handkerchief and said nothing more.I just complained in my heart, this person is really crazy.

The two were relatively silent all the way.

It was already very late at this time, but Wen Chu would not pretend to be sentimental that Ji Hanyan arranged a room for him, and then took him there himself.

It's just that he was extra careless and reluctant to help him stop the assassin, so he wouldn't receive such great hospitality.

Ji Hanyan took him to his room.

Wen Chu was a little flattered.

The room was extraordinarily luxurious, with expensive and beautiful decorations everywhere, Ji Hanyan lifted the jasper bead curtain and led him into the inner room.

There is a jade soft table in the room, and a low table is placed on the soft carpet beside it.There are pens, inks, papers and inkstones arranged in a mess on it, as well as a small kettle and several cups.

Many words were written on the white paper, and a long ink mark was drawn on the last word.

Ji Hanyan was probably attacked here just now.

He sat cross-legged in front of the low table, arranged the things on the table neatly, and said to Wen Chu, "Sit."

Wen Chu was not polite to him, and sat down opposite Ji Hanyan.

Ji Hanyan picked up the emerald green kettle next to him, poured some tea into the cup, and pushed it in front of Wen Chu: "Drink some tea."

Wen Chu hadn't eaten or drank all day, so his lips were a little chapped.But thanks to his good health, he can still hold on.

He picked up the water cup and drank the tea in it.

But I heard the person on the opposite side laugh inexplicably: "What if there is medicine in my tea?"

Wen Chu put down the cup and looked at the tea in it. He really didn't expect this question. After pondering for a moment, he asked very sincerely: "So did you put it?"

"Your question just now," Ji Hanyan avoided answering, "I know who his master is, so there's no need to torture him, it's the easiest way to kill him directly."

Wen Chu asked very cooperatively: "Who is it?"

"Maybe it's the official I impeached last time, maybe it's someone I found out to be corrupt and accepting bribes, or maybe it's the current emperor," Ji Hanyan said, "it might be, anyway, there are quite a lot of people who want to kill me. What do you think?" ?”

"These people can be divided into three categories. One is people who are under your authority and dare not provoke you, the other is those who are a little bit more courageous and want to fight you to death, and the third is people with equal or higher power than you," Wen Chu said, "However, there are many people in the first two categories, and you killed him. No matter how you look at it, it seems that you dare not speak up. It is probably the third category."

After Wen Chu finished speaking, he poured himself another cup of tea very consciously, then took out the handkerchief just now, and slowly dripped the tea on the handkerchief.

Ji Hanyan didn't understand his movements, but he didn't ask aloud, just looked at him quietly.

Moistening the eyelashes with a tea-scented handkerchief, Wen Chu wiped away the blood scabs little by little, and his vision suddenly became much clearer.

"This is the best tea from the Western Regions. Just a small handful of tribute a year is not enough to make two pots of tea," Ji Hanyan said, "The little you just used is worth a thousand taels of silver."

Wen Chu wiped off the blood on his face with a handkerchief again, and said: "Your Majesty's family is rich, and there are too many good tea leaves. You can't even afford a pot of tea. To you, this should be nothing."

Ever since I met this man during the day, it seemed that his every movement was unpredictable.

Ji Hanyan suddenly laughed loudly: "I really can't bear to kill you more and more."

"Oh," Wen Chu said lightly, "Thank you so much."

He put the dirty handkerchief back into his pocket: "So you called me here for tea?"

"No," Ji Hanyan said, "I want you to be my shadow guard and help me complete a task."

Wen Chu didn't ask what the task was, but asked: "You have so many masters around you, why did you choose me?"

Ji Hanyan said bluntly: "There are not many people like you who are simple, smart, and have a little martial arts."

Wen Chu was able to escape from that room, and from the conversation just now, it can be seen that his brain is still good, this is one thing.

Being able to deal with the two guards and also help him stop the assassin shows that the martial arts are justified. This is the second point.

When we met just now, this person could drink the tea passed by others without any scruples. Although he has a good brain, he does not speculate on others maliciously. He is not overly guarded.This kind of people is the easiest to control when they get along slowly. This is the third point.

"Can I refuse?" Wen Chu asked.

"Then you probably won't survive tonight." Ji Hanyan said.

Wen Chu looked at him with a smile, and then greeted all eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart.

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