Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Mu Feng came back from He Lanlin's place, wandered around for a while but didn't see Yan Wujiu's figure, and asked the chatter: "Where is he?"

Someone raised his chin towards the lake, and sighed: "The newcomers are really amazing. As expected, Master He Lan nodded and let them in. I really thought it was for the sake of Young Master Jin."

With no expression on Mu Feng's face, he walked straight towards the lake.

In the Tang Feng Pavilion by the lake, Yan Wujiu lay his legs crossed on the bench, leaning his back against the pillar of the pavilion, and turned his face slightly to the side of the lake, not sure if he was fascinated by the scenery or fell asleep.

As soon as Mu Feng walked in, Yan Wujiu looked back accurately, his eyes were pure and neither tired nor enthusiastic.

"Master He Lan doesn't know about your leaving the team without permission. If someone asks, they say that you followed my order." Mu Feng said calmly, "What did you do?"

Yan Wujiu laughed, and blinked his eyes slowly: "Why do you want to hide it? King Xu's benefactor is dead, there must be someone suspicious. Otherwise, they will think of Longlin Guard sooner or later. No matter how you look at it, there is no one better than me. A more suitable candidate, isn't it? In this case, it is natural to find a suitable witness."

Sure enough, he was the one who would cause catastrophe if he didn't look at it for a moment.

Mu Feng remained silent for a long while: "The identity of the Dragon Scale Guard cannot be revealed. You have no official status and no background. The one named Ma is a hobbit while alive, and he is indeed worthless when he dies. But don't forget, Xu Since the king used him to cover up people's eyes and ears, and secretly hooked up with hundreds of officials, if something happened to him, Xu Wang would definitely ensure that no possible clues were leaked out. Therefore, we will do everything possible to silence the rumors."

Yan Wujiu smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyebrows: "I know."

Mu Feng said calmly: "Since you know why you still do this? How do you deal with the consequences?"

"I've thought about it." Yan Wujiu's smile brightened a little, and he calmly said, "If you were Xu Wang, you would believe that a man who unscrupulously destroyed the prince's life-saving benefactors was full of family members, and still ostentatiously stayed at the scene of the crime. Is the arrogant and arrogant person an ordinary unknown person? Or do you believe that there are other people behind him?"

Mu Feng's eyes were sharp, and in the main hall a moment ago, He Lanlin's judgment on Yan Wujiu came to his ears.

Yan Wujiu's long eyebrows were slightly raised, and his three-point smile was twelve-point gorgeous, proud and arrogant: "Who will be the tiger behind me? The Cui family, the deputy prime minister, or the Cui family and the deputy prime minister. Concubine Yun, the emperor? There is always someone who can pull this big banner. I don’t have to do anything, I just need to appear in front of people intact, and there will be people who will make it up for them.”

Sure enough, audacity.

"They'll check."

Yan Wujiu laughed, blinked, and said calmly: "Wouldn't that be better. To find out the specific opponent, on the bright side, no matter how invincible they seem, there are ways to find weaknesses and defeat them one by one. But if you can't find out Come out, the unknown powerful enemy in the darkness, wouldn't it be more terrifying."

Mu Feng stared at him steadfastly, even though he knew that what this man said was right, he couldn't agree with it comfortably.

"Smartness, ambition, and courage. A person can choose two of them, but he can't have all three. Otherwise, he will be in danger. Either he will endanger himself, or he will endanger the world. A long time ago, when the prince was deposed, it is said today of."

After Mu Feng finished speaking with a straight face, he added: "I will tell Master He Lan what you mean."

Yan Wujiu looked at his back, his smile faded slowly: "Now, am I Xiumu?"

Mu Feng stopped at his feet, and hummed: "The rewards will come out in a while, and you will be promoted to the sixth rank for three consecutive levels. You can't reveal it to the outside world, but in times of crisis, you can report my name."

Yan Wujiu's smile disappeared, and his expressionless face was indifferent, like the tide receding, revealing the fierce and madness covered by the smile, as well as arrogance and boredom.

What does he want those for?Those were never his purpose.

Yan Wujiu went straight out of the Helan mansion.

He returned to the secluded small building where he stayed in Luoyang.

When Manager Xia saw him coming back, he was so happy that he couldn't hide it: "Master, you're back. It's a happy event. I heard..."

Yan Wujiu glanced at him with a half-smile.

Manager Xia suddenly understood, suppressed his excitement, looked around and said in a low voice: "Did the money you spent before go to the right place?"

Yan Wujiu felt a little tired, walked in with a faint smile, and said gently: "Uncle will receive a little cold reception compared to the past, so don't worry. It will be better in a month at most. It's better than before."

Manager Xia nodded with a smile, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Aren't you going to go back and talk about it yourself?"

Yan Wujiu smiled, and without turning his head, he said flatly: "No. From now on, I won't go back."

Guanshi Xia was puzzled, but he didn't dare to say more.

From a long time ago, when I saw this young master Biao for the first time at Ji's house in Yucheng, Guanshi Xia felt that the grandson of the master was a little special.Gold and jade are precious, and they don't look like the children that merchants and small officials can raise.

When a ten-year-old child laughs, he is both beautiful and inexplicably disturbing.

In fact, Young Master Biao never sternly yelled at the people below them, but everyone, consciously or unconsciously, would be a little more respectful and cautious than before when facing him.

As a shopkeeper, I have seen many people of all kinds and religions, and sometimes I am better at reading people than fortune tellers.Even if you don't know how to look, you will have an intuition.

Manager Xia vaguely felt that the Ji family seemed to be going down a serious path.

While in a daze, he greeted the people below: "Keep the yard well, don't let anyone disturb the young master's rest. Come and report back to me with a few people."

……

When Yan Wujiu was sleeping to catch up on sleep, the shock caused by the fire in the early morning began to really spread.

In the prison in Qingyuan County, the golden light slanting to the west just shone through the small window for the first time, and the sound of commotion came from the dead silent cell.

"Master County Lord, Lord County Lord!" The messenger was panting, and excitedly grabbed his hand on the railing of the cage, his veins were exposed, he took a few deep breaths, and ordered the jailer first, "Open the door quickly, and Lord Yan please come out. "

County magistrate Yan slightly lost some points, his gray hair became a little whiter, he was surprised and confused: "What's the matter? Did something happen without fault?" His eyes were full of tension.

The visitor calmed down slightly: "I don't know the news about Mr. Yan, but you are overjoyed, the master. That rogue who suffered a thousand knives was killed. The adults checked, he was full of nonsense, and you were falsely accused. No, Hurry up and order it to be released for you. I heard that there is still comfort, so I don’t mean that I will be promoted.”

County magistrate Yan didn't smile, nor was he happy, although it was indeed a happy thing.

He suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed the man's hand: "What's the date today!"

After asking someone, he looked at the orthographic letter carved on the wall of the prison with his nails.

I remembered what Yan Wujiu said to him when he came here.He said that waiting for him for seven days would not exceed ten days at most.

Today is the seventh day.

County magistrate Yan didn't know how such a huge disaster, that child who was spoiled and didn't know anything when he was a child, managed to do it.

"Go home and have a look."

He wants to go back and have a look, his wife, father-in-law, and Wu Jiu, he has to go and have a look.

……

The calamities of Yan's and Ji's families seem to have come and gone out of nowhere.

People outside only say that the officialdom is turbulent, and they sigh that the fortune is not good, and it is a disaster and a blessing.

Only the person at the center of the situation knows the unspeakable game confrontation inside.

Naturally, Ran Heng would not beat the gongs and drums to tell everyone that the murderer he saw was Yan Qingdu.However, such a big fire, and the rampant behavior of that surnamed Ma after gaining power, turned into scorched earth overnight.There are always people who pay attention to him all the time, hear and see something.

There was a lot of discussion in Luoyang City, saying that the man had offended the strong man in the Jianghu, he acted too much, and was reported by the sky.Just treat it as an unsolved case.There were also people who happily made a bet on when Six Doors would catch the suspect this time.

The aristocrats of the aristocratic family smiled secretly.They don't need to know the whole story, they only need to know two points.The person who died was King Xu's savior, and the offended person seemed to have gone the way of the Cui family.

King Xu and the Cui family.Clan and relatives.What else do I need to say?

Only Ran Heng felt that this day was absurd and long.

Naturally, he would not spread the news, but he would not hide it from his own people.Can't hide it either.Such a big thing is too appalling.

Until through the curtain, the mysterious person sent the news from above.

An indisputable voice said: "The master said that that person is irrelevant, he is dead when he dies. However, there is a booklet that needs to be retrieved. It cannot be retrieved, and no one can see the contents. Your son has worked hard. Someone will be responsible for this matter. Master, please rest well, and to ensure safety, stop all contact for the time being until the matter is resolved."

Ran Heng held the cup tightly with his fingers, and said yes calmly.

The man asked: "One more thing, please ask Mr. Ran. Does that person know the relationship between Mr. Ran and the master? I heard that he came to see you first last night."

Ran Heng's pupils moved slightly.

Thinking of Yan Wujiu's alienated voice: "I thought today would be too late, thanks to your help. So this time, the Ran family is fine. But, there will be no next time. Is tonight enough for you to remember? Yan Qingdu, quite vengeful. "

"I don't know. We had a holiday before, because of my sister. It was also talked about last night."

The voice was soft but ruthless: "Please condolences. Be sure to pay attention to safety. If necessary, I will contact you again."

For a long time, there was no more sound.The shadow behind the screen also disappeared without a trace.

Ran Heng drank the cold bitter tea in his hand.

He laughed at himself, it turned out that Xu Wang's people even watched him.

……

Yan Wujiu slept until dusk and sunset, no one came to disturb him halfway, he had many bizarre dreams, when he opened his eyes, he didn't know the time and age.

He got up and walked out the door, seeing the dim light of the setting sun, he mistakenly thought it was the dawn of the sky.

Until the expected sunrise did not come, the world fell into darkness.

He watched quietly, and the roses in the darkness were scattered, probably summer is coming to an end.

I don't know when, the moon came out, and the courtyard was sprinkled with frosty splendor as bright as water.

Yan Wujiu suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, looked sideways, and saw a person walking in the moonlight.

The plain white monk's clothes were full of moonlight, and the man was holding a flower pot in his arms, in which was planted a flower with star-white buds.

The fragrance of the flowers is very familiar, the same as the tea flowers outside Yan Wujiu's gate in Qingyuan County.

People are also very familiar, it is the monk who will appear and become silly every month.

Basked in the quiet midsummer night wind, the man was holding flowers and walking towards Yan Wujiu.

With a holy and ascetic face, there was a hint of joy in the pure eyes, calm and peaceful like sandalwood, and he looked at him intently: "Amitabha. There is no Buddha here to laugh at. I almost thought that the little monk went wrong again."

Yan Wujiu laughed unknowingly, looked at the flower pot in his hand: "Is it going to be planted here?"

The holy monk shook his head: "It is planted here, and it will wither soon. The little monk asked the artisan who planted the flower, and there is a way to make it bloom longer."

He looked at Yan Wujiu intently, with peaceful eyes, and said earnestly and patiently: "So, if Lord Tanyue can't find a place to live, you can come to this little monk."

Yan Wujiu looked at him with a half-smile, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, the smile poured from the corners of his brows and eyes, like moonlight shining brightly.

He obviously fucked Ximen Qing's character design, but why is it that the flower demon man's design does not collapse in this stupid monk's place.

Fen Lian only thought that he was happy, seeing him smile, she smiled slowly herself.

Finding the best place to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon for the flowerpot in his hand, carefully placed it, and Fen Lian walked in front of Yan Wujiu.

"I haven't seen you for six days, how is Lord Tanyue doing?"

The corners of Yan Wujiu's eyes were half closed, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing some sharp teeth.The eyes full of smiles are gorgeous, reminiscent of the spring water with flowers and trees on both sides of the bank in early spring.

"Very good. Where's Lianlian?"

The holy monk looked at him intently and peacefully, raised his fingers, and through the moonlight's radiant glow, he caressed Yan Wujiu's gorgeous smiling face that made people nostalgic.

"It's fine now." The ascetic monk looked solemn and calm, and said softly and peacefully, "Really, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss Lord Tanyue a little bit."

Yan Wujiu's sharp brow disappeared halfway, and he blinked slowly to look at him with a frivolous and frivolous smile.Not a gentleman.

However, the moonlight fell in the eyes, and the smile was gorgeous and dreamy, which made people feel soft, and when he looked at it, it was like drinking a sip of the oasis in the oasis.

"It's just that I miss you a lot." The man smiled, bright and gloomy, bad and sweet.

The monk's Adam's apple twitched slightly, trying to restrain himself: "No. The monk lied. I miss you very much."

Yan Wujiu looked into those eyes, the monk turned his back to the moonlight, but the eyes were pure and peaceful, brighter than the stars and moonlight.

He saw clearly.

Yan Wujiu looked at it without blinking, his brows were lowered, his smile was lowered, and he leaned forward slowly.

The monk stood motionless.

He tilted his head slightly, and his soft and cool lips fell on the slightly thin and slightly pursed lips, gently touching them.

The motionless monk raised his hand and slowly placed it on the back of Yan Wujiu's neck, his stoic and indifferent face was lowered, and he took the initiative to deepen the kiss for the first time.

Yan Wujiu leaned back slightly, resting on the palm of the monk, leaning against the pillar of the corridor.

The slender and flexible neck is elongated because of the backward movement, like a noble and arrogant peacock, revealing the fragile neck.

The monk kissed softly, like the night wind and rain falling on the first flower petals.

Yan Wujiu half-closed his eyes, raised his fingers to grab his arm, his moist lips trembled slightly, but opened slowly.

The gorgeous and sharp eyebrows are dyed with a glamorous color, the tails of the proud eyes are raised, contemptuous and indifferent, there is nothing to do, and it seems to be disheartened.

However, it leads people into a boundless sensual purgatory.

The author has something to say: Congratulations Jiujiu, successfully deceived, abducted, and captured Lianlian~[狗头]