The villain has been playing badly for ten years

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, a soft light shone through the thin paper of the window frame, and wisps of smoke slowly rose from the incense burner.

There was a knock on the door. Meng Qilian was dressed in a shabby outfit as dark as ink, like the night.

"Nian Zheng, I'm leaving for Nanzhao today. Are you ready?"

"I don't have any heavy luggage, but..."

Before he could finish his words, Hua Jianbai appeared dragging a lot of bags, which were full of the things he had bought in the past few days. Naturally, he grimaced because the things were heavy.

Ning Xiu was stunned. "Hua Jianbai, why do you bring all these bottles and jars?"

"These are from the merman's palace in the past. They are worth collecting."

"Wow, where's the carriage?"

Hua Jianbai asked Meng Qilian again.

"..."

Although Meng Qilian looked down on Hua Jianbai, he did not show it much in front of the two of them.

He just tilted his head slightly, looking as if he didn't want to pay attention, and pointed to the shimmering carriage on the right.

The roof is inlaid with gems, the windows are carved from pear wood, and the seats are soft silk satin embroidered with gold thread.

To say that Meng Qilian's carriage and horse team is indeed very grand, but to say that the prince's is already quite good, it is a bit shabby in comparison.

With this pile of junk, what would the carriage look like for that person?

Hua Jianbai was so dazed that he accidentally dropped something on the ground.

Meng Qilian was very disgusted. He took the heavy object from Hua Jianbai's hand and said sarcastically:

"How can a man like you be so hesitant and act like a woman?"

Hua Jianbai was choked by Meng Qilian and said, "How can you be so rude!"

"Flower Guard."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Ning Xiusu quickly pulled Hua Jianbai aside.

"What are you doing!"

"You know, Meng Qilian has been in the military before, so he's bound to be blunt. Please bear with me."

"Tsk," Hanamibai was furious, "Are you trying to show me your superiority now?"

After saying that, he got on the gilded and carved carriage.

This trip was carried out by the Privy Council's carriage. A group of people set out from Youzhou and headed south.

The two leading carriages, one in front and one behind, were moving on the official road. The sunlight shone through the gaps and cast mottled patterns on the carriages.

The sound of horses' hooves and the rumbling of wheels were heard as Hua Jianbai and Ning Xiusu rode in the same carriage.

Hanamibai remained silent for the entire journey, as if he was resting with his eyes closed, leaning against the carriage with his arms folded.

Ning Xiusu was really not used to it, so he asked.

"Why are you so quiet today?"

He said "Oh", "I'm reading the message Ayu left me."

"message?"

"Yeah, I just unlocked some features."

Ning Xiusu said, "Your system is quite advanced. You can even chat on WeChat."

"That's right." Hua Jianbai said proudly, "Ayu said that he is waiting for us in Nanzhao. When the time comes, we will work together to find a way to go to the capital to rescue him."

He chatted with Hua Jianbai one after another. As the sun was setting, the afterglow cast its rays over the bluestones on the road. Then they arrived at Fengling, which was closer to Nanzhao.

The wheels rolled through the dust, leaving two deep ruts.

A group of people and horses stopped outside the post station beside the ancient road. The official gently pulled the reins, the horses neighed, and the sound of hooves stopped abruptly.

Hua Jianbai was the first to step out of the carriage. Ning Xiusu slowly leaned out half of his body, squinted his eyes in the sunset, and then saw Meng Qilian walking out slowly.

The waiter saw the guest coming and hurried forward to greet him with a smile:

"Your Excellency has come from afar and must be exhausted. Please come in. Although our restaurant is simple, we have tea, wine and food."

The inn is filled with the singing of birds and is shaded by green trees.

The furnishings in the restaurant were simple. The waiter brought a pot of tea, a few side dishes and beef.

Meng Qilian has always been unruly. He disliked the light tea, so he asked it to be removed and replaced with strong liquor and Shaodaozi.

Ning Xiusu was not used to strong liquor, and after just two drinks he felt dizzy and collapsed on the table.

Hanamibai's original incarnation was also a drunkard, and he could drink exceptionally well.

This evil man looked like a young girl. Meng Qilian looked down on him and naturally looked down on him.

Perhaps because the two of them had been toasting each other for a few times, the atmosphere became a little more harmonious.

"Master Meng, drinking alone is boring. Why don't we play a game?"

Meng Qilian's eyes were as sharp as torches, and there was always a sense of dignity between his raised brows.

"What is a game?"

Hanamibai took out a deck of wooden cards from his arms and smiled.

"Werewolf!"

Meng Qilian took the stack of wooden signs and saw some strange patterns painted on them.

Hanamibai pointed at one of the patterns and carved out a portrait of a woman with long hair with a knife.

"This one is a witch."

He pointed to a mushroom-headed old man with a grinning face.

"This one is about villagers and prophets."

"And, werewolves!"

Meng Qilian was unheard of this. Looking at the picture in his hand that looked like a dog's head, his brows slightly frowned.

"Is this a werewolf?"

"Oh, don't worry about the details."

Hanamibai said this as he gathered the wooden cards together and began to shuffle them.

Ning Xiusu heard the sound of wooden tiles colliding, and hallucinated that they were playing mahjong, so he looked up suddenly.

"Hey, Your Majesty, don't sleep..."

Hanami defeated the enemy and dealt him a card, which turned out to be a grinning villager.

Ning Xiusu didn't hear what he said clearly, he was so drunk that he just caught it when his body tilted and he closed his eyes in confusion.

In this case, they simply called in a few clerks to take over.

The board game is lively when there are many people. After playing for a while, Meng Qilian also began to understand the tricks until he found a werewolf.

The officials said, "Congratulations, Lord Meng, you win again."

Meng Qilian looked at Hua Jianbai and said with a smile, "Interesting, your game is amazing."

There were several clerks around Meng Qilian, most of whom were document writers. They were usually well-educated and knowledgeable, and this was something they had never heard of or seen before.

"Hua Guard, this thing you invented seems to be able to test people's hearts."

"of course."

Hua Jianbai said to Meng Qilian proudly: "Master Meng, this is nothing. If you have time, there will be more fun."

Meng Qilian's eyes revealed a hint of admiration, and his attitude towards Hua Jianbai changed.

At least now he thinks that the person who can create such fun is not an ordinary person.

"Very good, tell me now."

As Hanamiba was speaking, the voice in his head sounded again.

All day long, character setting tasks, character setting tasks...

But this character is a flower thief, the most hateful! In order to make the lawful people abide by the rules and not destroy their character, does Bai Shu have to force him to go beyond the rules?

Now I look around, and I see that they are all men. If they do something crazy in public, they will definitely be socially disgraced!

Meng Qilian was surprised to find that he suddenly became dazed.

Hua Jianbai found an excuse and suddenly said, "The prince is too drunk. I will help him to rest first, and then we can play again later."

That’s right, if the situation is not good, it’s better to leave first.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Meng Qilian also dispersed the drinking party.

Hua Jianbai was just looking for an excuse to help Ning Xiusu back to the room.

Although they were of similar height, as martial artists, they naturally wouldn't feel how heavy the other was.

He threw the man down and was about to leave.

Ning Xiusu, on the other hand, sat up from the couch, raised his hands and began to sing:

"I just can't fly out. In this colorful world, how can I...a butterfly..."

Hua Jianbai was stunned. What was going on? Was he drunk and crazy?

Perhaps it was the candlelight that faintly shone on Ning Xiusu, his black hair hanging down on his clothes, with a shimmering color.

Hua Jianbai stared at him in a daze and found that this person looked like an ink painting, but he was a useless piece of trash. What a waste!

"Check the recent target generation, please complete the character setting task."

As expected, he was urged too quickly and his steps became uncontrollable. Hua Jianbai almost bit his lips and forcibly pulled his legs back.

Ning Xiusu was completely drunk, but when he noticed someone walking around him, he still raised his eyes slightly.

"Huh? Hana... Hana sees defeat?"

He called out drunkenly.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Ning Xiusu thought he was hallucinating and couldn't help but move closer.

"Oh, it's really you. I called you... why didn't you respond?"

Hua Jianbai Xinghe's eyes flashed with stars, as if trembling.

"What are you doing so close to me?"

He pushed the person away and ran out in a hurry. Ning Xiu Su fell down on the table and fell asleep.

The shadows of the trees sway, blending into the night.

When Ning Xiusu woke up in the house, he picked up the sobering tea on the table and took a sip, but he still felt dizzy and the hangover had not yet subsided.

He was a little disoriented and felt as if he had fallen.

Looking at the small courtyard of the inn, I saw a few lanterns swaying in the wind, but I really couldn't think of anything.

He was just wondering when suddenly he heard the sound of fighting.

Ning Xiusu was suddenly startled, thinking that Hua Jianbai was fighting with Meng Qilian again, and hurried forward.

Under the dark shadows of the trees, the two of them were seen raising leaves in waves, with starlight shining on the tips of their swords. It was a stunning sword shadow dancing, one soft and one hard, one light and one heavy, which really complemented each other.

This was not a fight at all, it was clearly a discussion of martial arts and a mutual respect.

A gust of wind blew by, bringing a hint of heat and the smell of earth from the distant mountains and forests, which was mixed with wild flowers and was not very pleasant.