Traveling through the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a story of survival in troubled tim

The short man who was still awake heard the young lady say such cruel words in the most gentle voice, and he wished he could faint as well.

He could only huddle in the corner and tremble, hoping that he would be insignificant and avoid his "vital points" so as not to end up like the manager.

Wen Shu only glanced at the movement at the door and didn't pay any more attention to it.

She was not a cruel person, but seeing this man relying on this little thing to harm others and even preparing to harm her, she would just let it go if she didn't meet him.

Now that we have encountered this, we will never miss this opportunity to eliminate this threat to the people.

He walked behind the fat middle-aged man, gently kicked his back with his foot, and asked kindly, "Hey, didn't you say you wanted me to see the world?

What are you doing lying here? If you don’t get up, how can I face the world lying on the ground?”

It was just like a normal conversation, with no difference in tone at all.

The man howled twice at the beginning and then stopped howling. I don’t know if it was because he couldn’t accept the current situation.

"Lady, spare my life..."

"If you are so kind as not to bear grudges against me, please forgive me. I will repay you with my services..."

Wenshu pointed to Jueyu at a wooden block at the corner of the yard.

Seeing this, Jueyu threw the wooden stick in his hand and placed it steadily across the pile of wood beside him.

He carried it over, bent down and easily picked up the huge wooden block that required two people to hug, and ran towards Wenshu.

You know, although this wooden block is not high, it is very heavy!

Generally, it takes two adult men to move a wooden pile of this size.

Unlike what Wenshu was used to, the short man, seeing the thin and weak Jueyu's behavior, wished he had never been to this yard.

There was also the one who spoke slowly and gently, with blood on his hands but remained calm.

"Can you still hear me?"

Jueyu moved the wooden stake to the middle of the yard, and Wenshu sat on it carelessly, with her other foot resting on the fat man's shoulder.

He held a rolled-up fan in his hand and wiped the ribs half-hidden inside the fan with a piece of rag he found from somewhere.

He wiped it twice roughly, as if it were something dirty, and threw the rag far away.

There was no response for a long time, but Wenshu was not annoyed.

He lifted the upper surface of the fan, revealing the ribs inside that could cut through iron like mud, and wiped them on the man's shoulder.

He threatened, "If you don't speak, I will have to let my fan speak for you."

As he spoke, he folded the fan, turned it in a circle in his palm, and walked straight towards the fat man's door.

“Grandma, please accept my mercy.

Please accept my mercy.

I can hear you, I can hear you!"

The murderous intent that was overwhelming him made him unable to care about anything else, and he quickly took action to deal with this smiling killer.

The thing in this girl's hand is really no joke. She started killing people just because of a disagreement. I don't know which god or Buddha she is.

"spit……"

At this time, Xuan Yi was standing behind Wen Shu, staggering. Hearing the person who had just spoken rudely and foul language to him calling him "auntie", he was furious.

"Just because you call me aunt, you are not worthy of it."

The middle-aged man was already confused by the pain and was shocked when he heard Xuan Yi cursing like that.

He nodded and said, "Yes, you are right, I am not worthy of it.

The villain is wrong!

I have no eyes to recognize Mount Tai, please forgive my faults and do not bother me!"

He begged for mercy while struggling to get up.

However, several times, I was unable to get up because of the severe pain in my body.

Except that Wenshu's feet were still on his shoulders.

Wenshu held the fan in her hand and listened to Xuanyi telling her story.

The grip on the fan handle tightened.

It turned out that this man did not live here. For some reason, he often went to the place behind them in the past two days, because it was where men lived. Moreover, he did not have any valuables on him and relied on his kung fu.

He didn't pay any attention to the middle-aged man with a protruding belly.

Who knew that when I came back from the girl's place, I saw Lao Liu sleeping in bed and not awake yet in the house. It was still early.

Thinking about the girl's instructions that Lao Liu had a long journey to travel, so he should rest for a while, he was not in a hurry.

I sat and waited, and saw that there was still some tea left on the table, but I didn't think much about it.

Who would have known that? Not long after he drank a glass, he felt something was wrong. Not only did he feel weak all over, but his head was also dizzy.

At this moment, his door was pried open from the outside by these three scoundrels.

After the three entered the room, they saw him sitting at the table. He was surprised that he did not fall down, but after several attempts, they found that he had been tricked as well, and he became bolder.

The three of them entered the house just in time for their shift.

At this time, the people living in this courtyard either went to have breakfast or went to sleep or took turns to wait for orders from the master.

It just happened to be a coincidence, and the three gangsters dragged him and Lao Liu from the room to here without being discovered.

This yard is used to store firewood. Not only is it far away, but usually no one comes here.

So it’s just like now—this middle-aged man yelled at the top of his lungs, but no one came over to see what was going on.

After hearing this, Baoju was so embarrassed that she almost had to find a haystack to hide in.

.........

But the 'well-informed' Wen Shu listened without any change of expression. She turned her head to look at Xuan Yi, who looked a little uncomfortable, with redness all the way from his neck to the roots.

Concerned, he asked, "You...

Are you okay? "

"Did this scumbag do anything to you—"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted over them, then away for a moment.

"Master, no, absolutely, we are safe...

You forgot, I have some kung fu skills, and I didn't drink much tea, so I'm not as clueless as Lao Liu."

"Hey, I'm relieved that you're all okay. But don't let your innocence be lost by working for me..."

When Xuan Yi heard this, he just begged the girl to stop talking. Although the pickling thing didn't work, it would not be a glorious thing if it got out.

If those brothers knew about the adventure he and Lao Liu had, they would probably never be able to hold their heads up high for the rest of their lives.

Seeing Xuanyi's ashamed look, Wenshu stopped caring about them.

Sometimes what you think is a kind "care" may be a "burden" to others.