The young master has magical powers

In the early morning of the second day, when Que Wusheng woke up, he found himself in Yan Zizai's arms. In fact, this was not surprising. What surprised him was that they were no longer in Yan's Village, and had already left the village.

He has been sleeping in Yan Zizai's arms like this, and he doesn't know how long Yan Zizai has held him.

Yan Zizai looked down silently, met his confused little eyes, and said with a smile: "Did you wake up?"

Que silently shook his head, looked left and right, and asked, "You just hugged me and walked together? Didn't you say you would stay in Yanjia Village for three days?"

Yan Zizai's lightness kungfu is very good, but it's just the kung fu of talking, and he has already jumped over several trees. After Yan Zizai sat on a relatively big tree silently holding the magpie, he said: "I'm talking nonsense, if I don't Let's go, I'm afraid I will take Yan Ziruo with me when the time comes, this kid has always dreamed of going to the rivers and lakes, and he thought the rivers and lakes are so interesting, so he should stay in Yan's Village for insurance."

Que struggled silently, and wanted to sit on the tree by himself, but Yan Zizai just hugged him in his arms: "The tree is too tall, don't fall."

Que Wusheng struggled for a while before saying: "I haven't washed yet."

Yan Zizai chuckled, carefully put Que Wusheng away, then took a bottle of water and a towel from the bag, and helped Que Wusheng wash up on the tree.

Que Wusheng was not used to it, but since the real tree was very tall, Yan Zizai just stared at him, thinking he would not let him wash alone, it would be better to wash quickly.

Yan Zizai smiled and said, "I have been serving you for so many days, why are you uncomfortable now?"

Que Wusheng had water in his mouth, glanced at Yan Zizai, Yan Zizai smiled, stretched out his hand and poked Que Wusheng's waist.

Que Wusheng didn't expect that Yan Zizai would be joking here, and the final saliva spewed out directly.

Yan Zizai still smiled: "It's very cold at the heights, spray your mouth water here, you must be No.1."

Que Wusheng also chuckled, and then leaned forward, unexpectedly fell, Yan Zizai was startled, and was about to jump down and pull Que Wusheng.

The magpie silently kicked the tree trunk, took a breath, and jumped onto another tree.

Que Wusheng still held a towel in his hand, wiped his face calmly, and then said to Yan Zizai: "Although my qinggong is not as good as yours, I can't fall, don't treat me like a three-year-old child."

Yan Zizai sat on the branch helplessly, and said, "I was wrong just now, boy, I'll go over, don't run away."

Yan Zizai was not afraid that Que Wusheng would get lost, but worried that Que Wusheng's body would not be worth it if it took too much energy.

Que shook his head silently, and said with a smile: "Don't come here, answer my question first, you are hiding from Wu Shouji." Although what Yan Zizai said was a reason, it was Wu Shouju who made Yan Zizai more afraid.

Yan Zizai looked at Que Silently, and shook his head helplessly: "There are also reasons for this. Although this Wu Shouju is from the Wu family, it is still hard to say why he came to Yanjia Village. His goal may also be about the royal family. , Otherwise, why don’t you come sooner or later, why come now.”

The people of the Wu family should have known this place a long time ago. They would not want power for the sake of money. If they have money, they might want power...

Magpie sighed silently, which was almost as he had guessed.

Yan Zizai smiled again and said, "Ah Que...is he not angry anymore—"

This tone, let Hong Yao say it, it is really...

Que Wusheng really wanted to hear how Yan Zizai felt when he said it himself, so he squinted at Yan Zizai before laughing: "I'm not angry."

Yan Zizai laughed and said, "Yes, yes, that's getting up."

Magpie was silent before he wanted to say anything.

I heard a slight voice: where is this place, who am I, why am I here...

Seeing Que Wusheng's expression changed, Yan Zizai immediately listened.

Yan Zizai knew that Que Wusheng had ear problems, but he never thought it was a disease or a disability, which was not as important as Que Wusheng's poison.

Yan Zizai never cared about these things.On the contrary, Yan Zizai felt that Que Wusheng was actually more sensitive in some aspects.

Yan Zizai heard a series of hasty footsteps, he didn't have much internal strength and skill, he was probably a child in his teens.

But Yan Zizai's brows were even tighter, maybe it was a trap.

Yan Zizai looked at it and was silent.

Magpie nodded without stating what Bai Yan Zizai meant.

Yan Zizai held his breath, jumped up, and within the time he took in and out, Yan Zizai was already beside Que Wusheng.

Que silently glanced at Yan Zizai, and was surprised to see that Yan Zizai's face was neither red nor out of breath. Yan Zizai's internal strength and kung fu were far superior to his.

The two just looked down.

Que Wusheng also frowned, he also felt that that person should have no internal strength, but he could hear the sound of weapons...

After a while, a dirty little boy walked past from below. The little boy seemed to be playing, running a few steps here and there.

Who am I, where is this place, why am I here...

It was still the sound of the weapon, but Que Wusheng could be sure that the boy didn't know kung fu, that means the boy had someone else's weapon on him?But generally speaking, if the weapon is not on the owner's body, he will not speak.

Que Wusheng wanted to go down to see what happened, but was stopped by Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai quickly wrote on Que Wusheng's palm.

Que Wusheng only felt itchy palms, seeing Yan Zizai's serious look, Que Wusheng unexpectedly didn't know what Yan Zizai was writing for a moment.

Yan Zizai noticed Que's silent expression only after he finished writing, smiled and sighed, and wrote it again.

Que silently suppressed the itching feeling in his heart, and only tried his best to guess what Yan Zizai wrote, and the tips of his ears were actually red.

Que Wusheng still didn't feel a single word, so he had to ask Hong Yao from the bottom of his heart, what exactly was your master writing? In fact, he didn't expect Hong Yao to answer, but he didn't expect——

Hong Yao: Don't go down, be careful in ambush.

I see……

Que silently closed his eyes and listened carefully, but there was no sound of any other weapons.

As long as a person knows kung fu, most of them will have a weapon, and this weapon has a broader meaning for Yan Zizai, as long as it is used frequently, it can hurt people, it is a weapon.

For example, chopsticks, for example, the bell hanging on the neck of the blood fox, for example, the things that Eunuch Jin hid on his body to commit suicide.

Even if the person has no weapons and only attacks with fists or feet, there will be sounds from the sleeves, fingers or shoes.

Therefore, there should be no ambush now.

Que Wusheng said softly: "There is no ambush." ​​After speaking, he was about to go down.

But he was still caught by Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai looked at Que Wusheng very firmly, so he could only helplessly say: "Okay, but I'll carry you down." After speaking, before Que Wusheng could speak, he hugged Que Wusheng and jumped down.

The speed was too fast, Que silently hugged Yan Zizai's neck.

Yan Zizai chuckled.

Que Wusheng knew that this was Yan Zizai's intention again.

Ever since he left Yan's Village, Yan Zizai liked to joke more. It seemed that he was not going out this time to find the Crown Princess Shunfenger and the others, but for traveling.

The two fell right in front of the little boy.

Yan Zizai was wary of the surroundings as soon as he landed, although he also felt that there was no one nearby.But in fact, if you want to catch them, you don't need people to come.

The little boy looked at them with his mouth open in surprise: "Fairy... Fairy..."

The little boy walked over and grabbed the corner of Que Wusheng's clothes: "You are a fairy..."

Que Wusheng frowned slightly, at least he should be called a fairy, why is he called a fairy.

This actually made Yan Zizai laugh, but the defense in his eyes was more obvious;

This is the road leading to Yanjia Village. The little boy who appeared here was either going to Yanjia Village or coming out of Yanjia Village, obviously not the latter?

Only then did Que Wusheng realize that he was still on Yan Zizai's body. After struggling, he only looked at the little boy carefully: "Little brother, who are you, why are you walking here by yourself?"

On the surface, the little boy included clothes and shoes, none of which were weapons.

However, there is still a voice from the little boy: who am I, where is this, why am I here...

Could it be that this little boy, like Eunuch Jin, is hiding something suicidal?

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and said, "I...my name is...Baby..."

Yan Zizai: Que said silently, "It might be a nickname. Then where are you going?"

The little boy said with certainty: "Yan Wangfu..."

Que Wusheng and Yan Zizai were taken aback for another moment, Yan Wangfu?Not Yan Family Village but Yan Wang Mansion...

Yan Zizai narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed the little boy's neck: "Say it again, where are you going?"

The little boy was not frightened and cried, but still said: "The Mansion of the King of Hell..."

Yan Zizai sneered: "Since you want to go to hell so much, then I'll make it happen for you." As he spoke, he exerted a little force on his hands.

Que Wusheng wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yan Zizai's eyes. If Que Wusheng knew that Yan Zizai would not hurt the little boy, seeing Yan Zizai's appearance, he really wanted to kill that boy.

In fact, Yan Zizai really wanted to test this boy.

Just saw a gold thread on the boy's clothes under the collar, which has something to do with the palace?In his heart, he wanted to finish this boy, once and for all.

Que Wusheng felt Yan Zizai's murderous intent, because the boy no longer had a voice.

Que Wusheng hurriedly said: "Zi Zi, don't kill him."

In the end, Yan Zizai guessed that he was silent, seeing the boy roll his eyes, he neither recognized the boy nor showed his kung fu, so he threw the boy on the ground.

Que Wusheng breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to check the boy's injuries, but there was a purple mark on his neck, and checked the boy's body to see if there was any weapon.

Nothing, and ultimately no suicide pill.

Que said silently: "This boy is very strange."

The weapon on the boy made another sound: almost, almost...

Almost what?Almost died?Listening to this weapon means that it is a pity that the boy did not die...

and so……

Que silently said to Yan Zizai: "This boy was injured by others! The weapon is still in his body!"