Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Yan Wujiu walked at a leisurely pace, seemingly aimless all the way, but turned towards Yucheng in a roundabout way.

Logically speaking, Yan Wujiu should be worried that the news that he took Murong Chenxi away would leak out and lead those assassins to Yucheng, bringing disaster to the old couple of Yan family and grandfather Ji's family.

Although, only Bai Xiaofeng and Mu Tianhe knew the news that he accepted Bai Chenxi as his adoptive son—now Yan Wujiu of course understood that Bai Xiaofeng's move was intentional.When Bai Chenxi was taken away, no one knew of his whereabouts, and the only person entrusted to him was Fen Lian.But it's still hard to guarantee that the hidden assassins in the Crow's Feather Guard didn't notice any clues.Even if the enemy is just guessing blindly, it is possible for the sword to point at Yucheng.

Yan Wujiu was indeed worried before, but soon he felt a little relieved.

Even if we don’t mention Yan Wujiu’s strict protection around his family after Yan County Magistrate was imprisoned, just talk about the group of assassins, those people who can pretend to be ordered by King Xu to openly attack the people who sealed the village and the six doors, Even intending to blow up the accompanying mausoleum, it can be concluded that it will definitely not be the person of King Xu.

Moreover, he must be the enemy of King Xu.

That group of mysterious people pursued Yan Wujiu relentlessly, sending out wave after wave of assassins, no doubt they wanted to get Murong Chenxi from Yan Wujiu.

If they had known the whereabouts of Murong Chenxi long ago, they could naturally go straight to Yucheng, and they don't have to spend time on Yan Wujiu.

News in the rivers and lakes spread extremely fast, especially in the underworld where fish and dragons are mixed.

Soon Yan Wujiu heard the news released by Gu Yuexi, the conflict that occurred in Fengzhuang on July 29th, I am afraid that it will spread throughout the Central Plains in a few days.

Everyone is talking about the person who blatantly rebelled and burned the coffin of the abandoned prince, saying that he was ordered by King Xu, and Yan Qing, who was chasing thousands of miles to protect the orphan of the abandoned prince, also claimed to be under the order of King Xu. Do people beat their own people, or is there some kind of conspiracy or misunderstanding?

"King Xu has always been virtuous and caring, and Yan Qingdu is a celebrity in front of King Xu, so he must have been instructed by King Xu to do this."

"The hero sees the same thing. Yan Qingdu hugged the Cui family's thigh with his front foot, and then killed the Cui family's patriarch with his back foot, and switched to Xu Wang. Obviously, he was Xu Wang's person from the beginning, or he was a kind and treacherous person. How could such an insidious villain be willing to risk his life and do everything to protect the orphan of the sinful prince if he hadn't obeyed his master's orders? Do such a chivalrous act?"

"First of all, Yan Qing is a human being. Murong Xu and Murong Zhao were fighting for the crown prince back then, and now they are fighting with a milk baby. Seeing that they are about to win, would they be so kind and go to great lengths to find a rival for themselves?"

"As you said, the old emperor's favored milk baby can't compete with him. After being a sinner, he has been wandering among the people for so many years. What capital does he have to compete with him? It can be said that Murong Xu's move is to win over the world who sympathizes with Murong Zhao. people."

"Hey, ordinary people who fight for family property know the principle that less people get more shares. How can these devious nobles have such kind intentions? Don't forget, if Murong Xu is really so innocent, how did so many assassins get into him? Under the nose? If it is really an assassin, so many people are not enough to kill Murong Xu?"

"The words... make sense."

"Every time Zhengyi slaughters more dogs, the heart is the emperor's family. Let's see, the old emperor believes that he is so virtuous that he forced his son many times."

"According to this, wouldn't King Xu jump into the Yellow River to wash himself off?"

"Not necessarily, if I were Murong Xu, I would do whatever it takes to protect the lives of Yan Qingdu and that baby."

"If King Xu really did something disobedient, and people suddenly retorted in front of the emperor, wouldn't King Xu be dead? If I were King Xu, I would take advantage of the unclear situation and fish in troubled waters to kill Yan Qingdu, leaving only the waste The prince's orphan can also prove his innocence."

Yan Wujiu talked about his own affairs with the group of three teachings and nine schools, drinking the cheapest clear water, listening with gusto.

Everyone was talking, he put down the rough porcelain teacup in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "It's not poisonous, it's not a husband. In my opinion, King Xu should not only kill Yan Qingdu, but also kill Murong Chenxi together! With the situation in chaos, why don’t you just do one thing and keep doing two things, kill the king and plot rebellion, and become the emperor yourself!”

"Hey." The most authoritative person in the crowd shook his head and said contemptuously, "The old emperor knew about the closure of the village, so he might be more careful about this son, and the woman surnamed Cui didn't take the opportunity to blow the pillow right away? Murong Xu If you dare to move, you are guaranteed to end up worse than Murong Zhao back then."

The people around immediately agreed and ignored this superficial and raving fortune teller.

Yan Wujiu's interest remained undiminished, he listened to them continue to talk about the rumors about Fan Lei's suspicions, slowly drank the bowl of clear water, and took his white-clothed fortune-telling straw signboard, and quietly left.

At that time, it was already the third day of August.

Three days have passed since the Fengzhuang Rebellion.

Along the way, Yan Wujiu, who was pretending to be a charlatan in white and a fortune teller, brushed past groups of suspicious-looking forces several times.The mysterious forces who came and went in a hurry and were full of evil spirits naturally did not pay attention to the fortune teller who was alone by the roadside and could be seen everywhere.

However, evading the pursuers does not mean that the road will be smooth and worry-free.

Even an ordinary fortune teller has his own troubles, for example, robbery road tyrants, for example, the anger and revenge of people who have been deceived by other fortune tellers, for example, black shops that do evil without distinction, for example, gangsters who rely on martial arts to do evil scum.

Under normal circumstances, as long as one is vigilant, it is not a problem to use Yan Wujiu's martial arts to deal with those people, although it will inevitably slow down his speed.

However, not all situations can be easily resolved, such as the two desperadoes in front of us.

In a small tea stall, the only two tables were occupied by two people.

A man with a scarred face and a big knife on the table, he looked fierce and not easy to mess with.What's even more rare is that the other party's breath is calm, his eyes are exquisite, and he is actually a master.

Sitting at the other table was a thin, somewhat androgynous scholar, with a fan in his hand.The man was dressed in a pink dress, and his peach blossom eyes were full of affection. He glanced at anyone casually, like a beautiful flower that attracts bees and butterflies.

Compared with the Ximenqing character that Yan Wujiu made for himself, compared to this person, he is simply a dandy bully who robs people's daughters, without any romance or sentimentality.

Because of this, when Yan Wujiu passed by, he couldn't help but take a second look at that person to learn from him.

However, before he could take a closer look, a large ring knife suddenly flew in front of him and was nailed into the willow tree pole beside him.

The handle of the big ring knife is still connected with a chain, it can be retracted freely, completely blocking Yan Wujiu's way.

Yan Wujiu lowered his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him calmly and coldly through the bamboo hat.

The scar-faced villain said with a look of bad luck: "His hand slipped for a while, and his head was not cut off. Come again!"

This was no doubt addressed to someone at the other table next to him.

The young man in pink raised his vermilion lips slightly, and even though his thin eyebrows were furrowed in disgust, it seemed to be affectionate: "You are not disgusting, and you never forget to kill people when you eat."

"Hey, what do you know, what's the taste of this meal without a dead man's head drinking?"

Yan Wujiu's eyes were cold, it was obvious that this person was killing people indiscriminately for fun.

Although no corpse was seen, the owner and customers of the tea stand must have been murdered.

As he spoke, the chain flicked, and the Dahuan Dao quickly returned to the scar-faced villain like a spirit snake. Obviously, the other party planned to kill him with one blow.

Yan Wujiu's face was expressionless, his brows were dark and gloomy.

That scar-faced strong man had extremely high martial arts skills, although it was difficult for Yan Wujiu to kill him, it was not impossible.The difficulty is that the boy in pink next to him is also a master, if he deals with two people at a time, with his current meager internal strength, he will suddenly be promoted to hell mode.

Yan Wujiu supported the bamboo hat with one hand, narrowed his eyes, looked at them coldly, and said slowly in a low voice: "I'm just passing by, if your Excellency is just asking for money, how about we take a step back?"

The scar-faced villain smiled grimly: "I want my life and money. Do I need a reason to kill you?"

Yan Wujiu's brows and eyelashes didn't move, he narrowed his eyes into narrow, cold and sharp lines, looking at him calmly, his eyes were dark and prey.

On the eve of that Scarface's attack, his knife was suddenly suppressed by the fan.

The young man in pink at the side stopped his companion disapprovingly, and smiled friendlyly at Yan Wujiu.A pair of loving eyes full of water, pink lips, more and more indisputable: "This brother, don't panic, my brother just loves to joke, and he is not a bad person. Meeting is a fate, why don't you come and have a drink together? "

When he was speaking, the fan in his hand was still pressed against the big ring knife, and Scarface's hand holding the chain did not let go. Obviously, if Yan Wujiu should not do it, the young man in pink let go, and the big ring knife will be gone in the next moment. Without hesitation, Chao Yan Wugui came.

Scarface, who was stopped by him, whispered, and muttered: "The stinky problem has happened again."

The young man in pink with a smile on his side stared at Yan Wujiu's bamboo hat, and also communicated with his companions in ventriloquist: "This figure and voice are definitely a beauty. You are happy to kill yourself, so you have to make me feel refreshed."

Yan Wujiu didn't say anything, walked over unhurriedly, and sat down opposite the young master in pink.

The young man in pink retracted his fan, and the scar-faced villain snorted coldly, loosening his momentum slightly.

Yan Wujiu passed a cup of wine in front of him, the fingers of the young man in pink were white and soft, like a woman's green onions and catkins.It's just the movement of passing the wine, done by these hands, but it's indescribably provocative, lustful and lustful.

Those peach blossom eyes were affectionate and cold, staring at Yan Wujiu through the bamboo hat: "Brother, why don't you take off the bamboo hat and drink this glass of wine? Let's make friends."

The scar-faced villain at the side slammed the Dahuan Dao hard, with no concealment of threat.

The indistinguishable young man in pink was originally a notorious flower picker and fox beauty in the Jianghu. He relied on his indistinguishable beauty to lure his prey. All the victims did not react until they were finally victimized.But it's too late, too late.

Originally because of his gentle methods, many victims were deceived into having feelings for him. Even though they felt unwilling to be adopted afterwards, they did not hate him too much, and his reputation was not too bad.

But this person has a bad habit, he does not allow others to touch the prey he has touched.If the victim had someone else, he would turn around and pick those two together.

This action directly caused him to be chased and killed by all corners of the country. In the end, he partnered with this viper who killed people for fun in order to survive.

The fox beauty didn't care about the Viper attacking and killing passers-by, but when she heard Yan Wujiu's words, she raised her eyes and took a look.

He was so beautiful that he could judge the level of the other person's appearance just by looking at his figure and listening to his words. At this moment, he felt that the fortune teller in front of him was very suitable for him.

Even if he doesn't make a move, this person will be tortured and killed by the Viper, so it's better to follow him.

Yan Wujiu didn't know much about Jiang Hu, so he didn't know how dangerous the two villains in front of him were.

He took off his bamboo hat, raised his eyes to look at the young man in pink, his brows moved slightly, his amber brown eyes were clear and mysterious under the sun, and a frivolous frivolity appeared at the tip of his brows.

The beauty fox opened her mouth slightly, her amorous eyes froze immediately, her mind went blank, it took a long time to close her mouth, and she couldn't help swallowing.

His face was stained with a thin layer of red, his watery eyes were shy and affectionate, he became more and more indisputable, he bit his lip and stared at Yan Wujiu: "My lord, you are so handsome."

Fox Beauty's heartbeat was disordered, as if she had just begun to fall in love, her fingers trembled slightly, and she was so excited that she wanted to touch the folding fan.

He didn't want to play any tricks anymore, so he wanted to open the fan, and immediately drugged this person, eating it in his mouth before talking.

Excited fingers just touched the fan next to it, but it was held by another hand pressing his hand.

The green onions and catkins of the fox beauty were already enough to compliment her, but when she put them together with the slender jade-like fingers, it immediately appeared that the fingers were too short, the knuckles were too thick, and the color was too rough, like radishes and The priceless jade is put together.

Yan Wujiu's hand rested on the beautiful fox's hand, and lightly tapped his fingertips casually.

That point of contact, which seemed to be there, made the beautiful fox's face turn red, and half of her body went limp.I had the illusion that I was really a pure and innocent young man, and when he first entered the rivers and lakes, he was seduced and molested by a noble and romantic young master.

He bit his lips and looked at Yan Wujiu with red eyes, and saw those narrow and narrow Ruifeng eyes looking at him with a half-smile, the disappointment in the amber-brown eyes was more thrilling than any tenderness, lust and soul-giving. , Breathtaking.

The beautiful fox's eyes were watery, she timidly leaned into Yan Wujiu's arms, bit her lips and stared at him obsessively: "My lord..."

It was supposed to be a pure and flawless beautiful young man, but when he was called by his twists and turns, he immediately showed his prototype like a long-term vixen.

Viper at the side saw the beauty of the fox, and didn't know anything.Although he cooperates tacitly with this person, he has always been unable to accept him being a man, and he feels uncomfortable every time he does this and wants to avoid it.

He said gruffly, "The house is over there, don't make too much noise."

Yan Wujiu stood up, and hugged the beautiful fox, still meeting his four eyes with downcast eyes.Because of the frivolous frivolity at the tip of the eyebrows, the gorgeous and sharp eyebrows have a dark and dangerous oppression, but they are even more mysterious and attractive.

The beautiful fox was embraced by his slightly forceful movements, and she felt that her whole body was softened into water except for one place.

Being seduced into a daze, his heart beating in a mess, the moment Yan Wujiu walked into the thatched cottage and closed the door, he even thought, otherwise, it would be good to call this person up there for the first time.

If it was this person, he would also feel extremely excited to be slept on.

Anyway, he'll double sleep back later.

That fox beauty's obsessed fingers came down from his side face, but it didn't do what he expected, and the next moment, he tore open the skirt of his clothes wildly.The next moment, only his own neck was broken.

Yan Wujiu's expressionless face was gloomy and gloomy, his fingertips were about to touch the neck of the flower picker, and the man's neck drooped to the other side, barely avoiding his fingers.

It was as if, before he could do anything, the man's neck broke by itself.

But how is this possible?

There is someone else here besides him!

Yan Wujiu turned around abruptly, the wooden door behind him that should have been closed disappeared completely at some point.

Between Yan Wujiu and the door, there is a person standing on the narrow boundary.

There were nine ring marks on the man's head, his face was too handsome and noble for a monk, and the aura around him was solemn, ascetic and holy.

The monk's thin lips were slightly pursed, and the eyes under the brow bone did not blink for a moment, looking at Yan Wujiu who was close at hand.

Like an endless river, restrained, peaceful and gentle.

Under the shadow of the floating light of the day, those desireless eyes have a kind of lonely and restrained infatuation.

It is an illusion for a moment, and he will cry.

The moment he saw that person, Yan Wujiu's originally sharp and cold eyes suddenly froze.

The next moment, he raised his eyebrows annoyed and angry, and reached out his hand to that person.

Fen Lian slightly closed her eyes, neither dodging nor dodging, as if even if this person killed him in an instant, she would not resist at all.

However, it was tightly hugged.

The soft and cool lips fell on the thin lips of the monk, who were pursed in abstinence and indifference, and kissed and bit, with a stinky face and vaguely angry: "Why did you come? It doesn't mean that there is Bingyu Guanyin, no matter where I am Can I find it anywhere?"

Anyway, when his internal energy charging treasure arrived, Yan Wujiu of course chose to stop talking nonsense and take a few sips before talking.

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