Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

Yi Ziqian saw that the girl was beautiful, like a lotus in clear water, walking between the tables with a gentle smile, serving bean curd to the guests.

He asked Ah Qing: "Is that the person Wang Yang likes?"

Ah Qing nodded and said, "Yes."

Yi Ziqian saw that he was holding something wrapped in cloth in his hand, and said, "The thing in your hand is what Wang Yang asked you to give to that girl?"

Ah Qing nodded, uncovered the cloth, and there was a silver hairpin with quenched blue lotus petals lying on the cotton cloth.

Yi Ziqian saw that the girl was so busy that she was dizzy again, and said, "Wait for her to finish greeting the guests first, and then talk about it when she has free time."

The two of them stood on the corner of the street for a long time, only to see that the sun was setting in the west, and the customers of this bean curd shop were still coming in an endless stream.Yi Ziqian couldn't stand still, but he saw that Ah Qing was standing upright, not moving like a pine, and it was hard to say that his legs were weak.

So he had to say: "This store is booming, why don't you go in and have a seat? Try the bean curd?"

So the two walked into the bean curd shop and found that there were no empty seats inside. After waiting for a while, they got a seat and ordered two bowls of bean curd.

The girl brought out two bowls with a sweet smile. Yi Ziqian was originally interested in the bean curd in this shop, but when he saw what was served, it was not the kind of bean curd he had eaten before.

This bowl of white and tender bean curd was sprinkled with a spoonful of sugar.

In the past, when he was in modern times, he ate hot and sour and salty bean curd sprinkled with chili oil, green onion, oil beans and mustard. He had never eaten this kind of sweet bean curd with sugar.

Yi Ziqian, however, saw that everyone else was eating delicious food, so he couldn't be too suspicious, so he asked Ah Qing in a low voice: "Ah Qing, have you ever eaten this kind of sweet bean curd?"

Ah Qing was holding the spoon, and was about to scoop up a spoonful of sweet bean curd, when he heard the question from Xiao Langjun, he stopped and replied, "I have eaten it."

Yi Ziqian looked hesitant and said: "This sweet bean curd with sugar, how can I eat it?"

"Xiao Lang-jun doesn't like sweets?"

Yi Ziqian shook his head and said, "No, I only ate salted bean curd before, the kind with spicy oil."

However, Ah Qing heard that he seemed to be inseparable from chili peppers, thinking that he was born frail, and seriously advised: "Mr., you should eat less spicy food, it hurts your stomach."

Seeing that he misunderstood what he meant, Yi Ziqian said, "Hasn't Ah Qing eaten salted bean curd?"

Ah Qing shook her head and said, "Never."

Yi Ziqian thought to himself, maybe there are only sweet bean curds in Xia Guo and Yao Guo, but there is no salted bean curd, it is a pity that Zuo sighed and said: "The salted bean curd is delicious, sour and spicy, I will make it for you if I have a chance bowl."

After hearing this, Ah Qing suddenly remembered the glutinous rice balls that Mr. Xiao Lang made last time. Her throat was so salty, she coughed to cover it up, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lang, for your kindness. I'm looking forward to it."

After sitting for a while, it was getting late, and the guests left one after another. The girl cleaned up the remaining dishes, but found that Yi Ziqian and Ah Qing hadn't left yet.

Then he stepped forward and reminded in a gentle voice: "Guests, the shop is closing."

Seeing that there was no one around, Yi Ziqian signaled Ah Qing to hand over the hairpin to her. Ah Qing uncovered the cloth, handed the hairpin inside the cloth to her, and said, "This hairpin was entrusted to you by Wang Yang. of."

When the girl heard the name, she obviously recognized Wang Yang, and she was a little stunned when she saw the valuable hairpin, and she repeatedly confirmed: "Yes, brother Wang Yang asked you to give it to me?"

Ah Qing nodded solemnly.

After the girl heard this, some blush appeared on her fair face, she took the hairpin carefully, held the hairpin to her chest, and murmured: "I never thought it would come so fast." It came suddenly, but the tone was happy.

Then she came back to her senses, hurriedly took off the sachet at her waist, blushed and said: "Brother, please help me bring this sachet to Brother Wang Yang."

Ah Qing took it, it was a sachet made of autumn-colored satin, embroidered with mandarin ducks, he said: "I will pass it on to him."

The little girl's face was still red, and she turned and left.

Yi Ziqian saw that the two of them had exchanged tokens of love, the matter was probably settled, and there was only a glass of wedding wine left, and seeing that there were fewer and fewer people on the street, he said, "Since the hairpin is in the hands of the girl, let's go back home now." Bar."

Ah Qing nodded and said, "Okay."

The two left the bean curd shop and headed back home. Although they were walking on a street that was sparsely populated, Yi Ziqian also walked this road often, but today he felt flustered and chilled for no reason.

The crescent moon was cold, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the street, making it look extraordinarily cold.

Ah Qing also gradually realized that there was something wrong with the surrounding atmosphere, she paused suddenly, and looked at the overgrown weeds.

Yi Ziqian rubbed his arms and said, "Ah Qing, do you feel a little cold tonight?"

As soon as the words fell, Ah Qing glanced sharply at the corner of the wall, took Yi Ziqian's arm, leaped flat, and went straight up to the eaves of the nearby house, galloping like a shadow.

Yi Ziqian's arm hurts from being pulled by him, and he can hardly keep up with his pace. He wants Ah Qing to slow down, but finds that his face is serious.

At this time, he heard many footsteps behind him stepping on the eaves, and they were chasing after him. Yi Ziqian wanted to look back, but Ah Qing shouted: "Don't look back!"

Yi Ziqian had no choice but to resist the urge to look back, but he kicked the tiles that were kicked up, and he staggered and was about to fall.

But it was caught by a pair of big hands.

The situation was critical, and there were chasing soldiers behind him to prevent people behind from catching up. Ah Qing caught the fallen Lang Jun, picked him up, and carried him on his shoulders.

Yi Ziqian felt dizzy for a while, being carried by Ah Qing on his shoulders, seeing Ah Qing's back, the tofu curd that he ate at night almost burst out.

And the brocade bag in his skirt almost fell out, Yi Ziqian saw it and quickly grabbed it in his hand.

Jumping and rushing, several people behind him were defeated by Ah Qing's Qinggong, and fell far away, Ah Qing saw that the pursuers were thrown towards him, and without a sound, he leaped to a mountain forest.

Ah Qing carried Yi Ziqian to a grassy field and put him down, but saw his face pale.

Only then did Yi Ziqian stagger to his feet, covered his mouth and pushed Ah Qing away, and vomited while holding the tree trunk next to him.

Ah Qing saw that the place where he vomited was a mess, but luckily she had a handkerchief with her and handed it to Mr. Xiao Lang.

Yi Ziqian vomited really badly, took the handkerchief, wiped off the stains on the corners of his mouth, his energy was already listless, he found a flat rock, and sat down without any image.

Ah Qing stood beside him and said, "Lang Jun, don't worry."

Yi Ziqian gasped for breath for a while, and then felt better, unable to speak.

Ah Qing explained: "It was because of the urgency just now that I was dragging Mr. Lang to be unable to use lightness kung fu, so I came up with this bad plan."

Yi Ziqian didn't mean to blame him, but waved his hand and said, "I know, it's just very uncomfortable, let me rest for a while."

At this moment, a group of men in black came from the sky, aggressive and malicious, and the leader was a tall man whose face Ah Qing always felt familiar.

It was the other party who recognized them first, wasn't it the pair of master and servant that they met in Shengju building.

At the same time, the man also remembered what happened to him in Yi Ziqian's hands.

The man is from Yuanmen, which belongs to the evil way, there are not many people, and it is not considered a great sect, but it is feared and cast aside by all the people in the rivers and lakes.

It's because they specialize in the business of killing and stealing goods, as long as the price is sufficient, no matter whether the assassination target is the old, weak, sick, or pregnant women, no matter how dirty the matter is, everyone will accept it.

The man thought to himself, it seems that he took this order just in time.

Originally, the superiors ordered him to get rid of the man wearing the bamboo hat and black veil, and the boy who was about sixteen or seventeen years old who was walking with him.

And because Ah Qing didn't wear a bamboo hat and black gauze when she was in the Shengju Building, she didn't expect her to be these two people.

Thinking carefully about the reward list, it was Yi Ziqian, the fourth son of the Yi family, and a servant named Ah Qing. The man also understood that Yi Ziqian just picked up a name at random, calling himself the nephew of a high official, playing tricks. He passed.

But this time is just right, they have a large number of people, and it is a wilderness, and they will definitely be able to take down this pair of master and servant to relieve the shame of that day.

Thinking this way, the man showed a ferocious smile.

Ah Qing thought, isn't this person just a shameless person who caused trouble in a restaurant and insulted your husband with obscenities?

His eyes became colder and colder, and when he saw that this group of people were not friendly, he tensed his body to prevent them from attacking suddenly.

The man opened his mouth first, and deliberately shouted: "Hey, isn't this the little beauty from back then?"

Yi Ziqian also recognized this person, it was the big man who hurt Ah Qing in the restaurant, but he didn't know that this person had already recognized his identity.

Clearing his throat, he thought about borrowing the name of Daguan Song's nephew again, and pretended to say: "It's you, I am very merciful, I didn't tell my uncle last time, I will spare your life, why don't you know what to do? Don't stand in my way."

Hearing this, the man hummed jokingly.

Ah Qing saw that the momentum was not good, and guessed that Mr. Xiao Lang's false identity had been exposed, so he watched the movements of the men in black vigilantly.

The man laughed again, and said: "Little beauty, you played tricks on me that day, and you still want to repeat the old tricks."

After he had laughed enough, he stared at Yi Ziqian with ferocity and cruelty in his eyes, and said, "After I get rid of that servant who got in your way, I will comb you with my brothers slowly, and then take you back Let the people in the door enjoy it, and when you can't leave the man, like a **** licking me, I will slowly torture you to death."

Yi Ziqian listened to his obscene words, shameless and obscene, he opened his eyes and choked and couldn't speak, and suddenly his stomach churned again.

The man thought he was frightened, but when he found Yi Ziqian's face was ugly, he bent down and vomited it out.

The man only felt that Yi Ziqian's action had ruined his face, it was an insult, and trembling with resentment, he couldn't care less, and shouted, "Give it to me! Put these two bastards together!" Killed."

The group of people got the order and swarmed forward. Ah Qing didn't have any weapons, but he didn't fear at all, instead he went straight forward.

Yi Ziqian was behind him, seeing that Ah Qing was not afraid of danger and charged forward against the enemy, secretly worried for him.

Ah Qing started to fight with the group of people, even though he had few enemies and many enemies, he didn't appear to be flustered, and he was able to shuttle among the black-clothed crowd like a fish in water.

Although there are a lot of people in this group, their martial arts are not as good as the group of assassins they encountered in the dark alley during the Ghost Festival, and they are much worse.

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