[Quick Transmigration] Blame me for the abuse

He left the city overnight.Jiang Bantian painted Jing Qinglan's face with a thick layer of paint against Jing Qinglan's frail but still incomparably cold face. After feeding him a pill, Jing Qinglan's arm quickly appeared something that looked very scary. red drum kit.

Jing Qinglan is smart, so naturally she won't complain about it.

Jiang Banri and Yin Hanjiang pushed Jing Qinglan who was lying in the bullock cart, and as he passed the city gate, he was questioned by several white city guards in black armor with deep silhouettes.

The news of the two women's deaths had not reached here because of the pain of the killers at that time, and no one survived. The original investigation by the guards was very strict. When he was going to check Jing Qinglan, who was covered by grass covering most of his body, the exposed arm instantly made several people take several steps back in disgust.Ordinary people don't understand medical principles, and they don't know much about whether this kind of swelling is an infectious disease, so they waved their hands and told the three to leave quickly.

Hurrying all the way, although Jing Qinglan was weak, he was still the famous Jing Qinglan. Apart from being a fast horse, he could still survive the journey with light work, but the black ink-like eyes became more and more black, and the paint was washed away. His face also became paler.

After leaving the desert, I passed through countless border towns, took the antidote, and eliminated those swollen bulges. I went around many big cities, states and counties, until I entered Qing'an City. The exhaustion since then suddenly surged up, and was placed in

Inside an inn in Qing'an City.

Jiang Bantian only made a hasty arrangement of food and clothing for the two of them and left immediately.

Returning to Qing'an this time, it's not that they don't trust Jing Qinglan's control over Huayang Pinglan Villa. If it was Jing Qinglan in the past, he was not only an outstanding swordsman, but also extraordinary in resourcefulness. It's just that after the death of the old villa owner, he was only a weak champion. If you don't come to power, Pinglan Villa has lived in peace for so many years. In the past, Pinglan Villa used to focus on swordsmanship, but now it can even be on the same level as Wenxi Dancheng in terms of martial arts. .Although Jing Qinglan would not reveal too much to Jiang Banri about all the things in the middle, but Jiang Banri knew that he was far inferior to this courage and strategy.It's just that the current Jing Qinglan and the current Pinglan Villa are not the same as before.Even if Jing Qinglan went back, he would inevitably startle the snake at this time.That's why Yin Hanjiang agreed to Jiang Banri's suggestion, and Jing Qinglan surprisingly had no objection.

"Brother Jing."

Jing Qinglan's downcast eyes glanced across Yin Hanjiang's slightly dignified eyebrows: "Hanjiang, I have already told you everything about the Devil's Cult, but you still know little about Kuzhilou."

Without saying a word, Yin Hanjiang took a pillow and put it on. Yin Hanjiang supported Jing Qinglan, making him sit as comfortably as possible.

"Most people in Jianghu only know that Kuzhilou is a gold-selling cave, but it is difficult to know that Kuzhilou is also a pavilion of life and death that masters many secrets in the Jianghu, and even wealth and life."

He already had this premonition, as if he knew that everything would unfold in front of him sooner or later, Yin Hanjiang stood up, he was already tall, but his face still had a delicate immature, with a faint haze, half hidden in the in the shadows.

He should have been surprised, but he was only calm anyway.

Downstairs is the peak of crowds, there are faint shouts from the waiter and guests, and there is a smell of firewood, rice, and alcohol in the market, just wafting in such an ordinary evening.

Yin Hanjiang was indeed tired, but he knew that Jing Qinglan would only be more tired than him, and he could only speak at this time because he had no other time to speak.

"This is a secret shared by certain ranks, certain circles, and certain people in the Jianghu. I only knew it before my father passed away."

He paused, frowning, cold sweat slipping from his temples.

Yin Hanjiang thought that he would never see Jing Qinglan's weak appearance, but he had seen too much along the way.He squatted down, with the candlelight burning into his pupils, and touching his hands, he pressed his wrist as Jiang Banri said, only daring to slowly transmit a little internal force to help him suppress the pain when the Gu worms attacked.

Jiang Bantian said that Zigu couldn't last for a few more days.They must find someone who can detoxify as soon as possible, otherwise after Zi Gu dies, the toxin will go deep into the lungs, and their lives will be in danger.

"Kuzhilou is not only in the business of killers, but also collects information from all sides in the rivers and lakes. If you want to kill someone, you can get a thousand taels of gold at the least, or you can use secret books and magic weapons. A dead branch is placed next to the dead. Therefore, many lost sword books, Cheats, even exquisite books, medical miscellaneous chapters, ancient books, and Kuzhilou have everything you expect. And Kuzhilou can hardly distinguish between good and evil, but those with high power and martial arts in the Jianghu should be treated in awe. The famous Bai Xiaosheng knows everything, and he is also inextricably linked with Kuzhilou."

Jing Qinglan's voice was still cold and harsh, but clean and clear, but the ending sound became lighter and lighter. Yin Hanjiang handed over a glass of water, Jing Qinglan froze for a moment, lightly sipped it, and held it in the palm of his hand, slender His fingers gently brushed against the wall of the cup, once and for all, cherishing it, not wanting to waste that little bit of warmth.He opened his mouth, but it seemed that he was not used to talking so many words in a row, and his tone was trying to be soft.

"Since the first time I saw Young Master Jiang, I felt that he was not an ordinary person, let alone an ordinary young master in the Kuzhilou. There are not many people in power in the Kuzhilou who show their faces to the outside world. Judging from the appearance of that person and Jiang Shen Yi and his pseudonym are the same as the half-day son Jiang half-day."

It's not that Yin Hanjiang hasn't guessed. He didn't tell Jing Qinglan in detail about all kinds of things in Kuzhilou, but he had a vague premonition about the white-haired boy and mysterious woman who appeared inexplicably later, like Beasts perceive danger, and it is like a human instinct to be vigilant against the unknown.

"I only interacted with Yan Jin when I was investigating the Devil's Cult. Kuzhilou has always been mysterious. For this Bantian son, I only know that he seems to be in charge of the entrustment of people in the Jianghu to Kuzhilou. The channel for contacting Zhilou. And you and Yuanshan were hunted down by Su Haokun sent by Dancheng, which may also be related to Kuzhilou. After you were ordered to hunt and kill, I also asked someone to investigate. I'm afraid I was entrusted by someone to kill Yu Zhiyuan. I don't know the future of this trip, but I hope you will be more cautious. If you agree, if you believe him, I will naturally believe you. Even if you don't believe it, you and I I also don't have much choice, this time about the Demon Sect, I also intend to contact Kuzhilou, Kuzhilou has been standing in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and the forces are really intertwined, but we can't take it lightly."

"Han Jiang understands Brother Jing's meaning. In the current situation, only Pinglang Villa is not enough. The Wulin is led by Pinglan Villa and Dancheng faction, but Kuzhilou can join forces."

Approval flashed across Ruqi's eyes, and Yin Hanjiang smiled back.

"Han Jiang, there is one more thing that I want to return to its original owner."

When Jiang Bantian came back, he was still in a hurry.He looked at Yin Hanjiang, restrained his smile, but his expression was still gentle.

"Master Jing, Mr. Yin, arranged a carriage for half a day. There is a famous doctor in the Kuzhi Building, who may be able to take some countermeasures. Please follow me and settle down in the Kuzhi Building first."

"Why does Mr. Jiang want to help me?"

Jing Qinglan is very smart, so smart that he always knows when to be direct and when to be silent.And his directness did make Jiang Bantian feel at a loss for a moment.He settled down, remembered the system outline, and calmed down, even a little indifferent.

"This is my business. I will not harm Master Jing. Whether you want to go or not, please do as you please."

Jiang Banri smiled slightly. If he is like this, anyone would doubt it, but even he himself knows that this matter is always unexplainable. If there is no system, no bitter building, maybe everything will be different today, more Maybe it won't be his choice.

"Thank you, Young Master Jiang."

Jing Qinglan didn't mean anything malicious, and Jiang Banri didn't mind either.

The carriage was slow and swaying, Jing Qinglan stayed awake, even though his black pupils were clear, they were inevitably covered with bloodshot eyes.

After getting out of the carriage, Jiang Banri let go of the reins and jumped out of the carriage.

A patch of water spread out in the distance.

The setting sun under the leaves shines on the water.Rolling clear waves, sinking thousands of miles.

Look at the dusk, the city of lights.It's just the prosperous and prosperous scene, sons and rich businessmen, and even low-key tycoons, official hermits, golden hazels in luxurious clothes, music and water, and clear lake shadows.Surrounding the small island are the scattered and childish buildings, as if all the wine and colors in the world have been taken up, only in the

The day is full of revelry.

Jing Qinglan had never been in such a place before. He kept himself clean, and he had never had to entrust Kuzhilou to deal with any unsightly matters.Occasionally, I passed by Qing'an a few times, but it was only for business, and I left after staying for a few days.Qing'an is indeed beautiful, gentle, but also heavy.

Yin Hanjiang and Jiang Banri both wore bamboo hats and rowed a small boat together. With music and laughter behind them, they entered the Kuzhi Building through a small door on one side, passed through a small courtyard carefully cultivated with green plants, and passed through an arched door. Like Yin before, he walked through the pavilion courtyard and the vermilion corridor, and arrived at a rather elegant small courtyard. The trees were not dense, but there was running water, and a delicate bridge was built on it. The water hit the wood and stone, Very clear and pleasing to the ear.

Yin Hanjiang guessed that maybe Luo Qiunuan, who led the way that day, lived here, but when he thought of the coldness and gloom that passed by that day, he felt a little uncomfortable.Fortunately, the voice from inside came out, but Yin Hanjiang was even more surprised.

"My lord for half a day, my lord let Master Jing come in."

Obviously it should be a soft female voice, but there is no fluctuation between flat and low, as if there is no emotion, although nothing can be said

Well, that is weird, but it makes people feel chills.

Yin Hanjiang held Jing Qinglan's sleeve, and he remembered the mysterious woman who saved him and his brother that day.This could not alleviate his worry, but when his eyes touched Jing Qinglan's slightly trembling body, he could only compromise. Jing Qinglan never showed weakness. In order to endure the pain, he pressed his fingertips tightly on the saber The scabbard was already stained with dark red blood.

He lowered his gaze to hide the emotion in his pupils, but the gray clouds became denser.

"Brother Jing." He only said in a low voice, and let go of the hand that was almost only holding Jing Qinglan's sleeve, but couldn't help looking at Jiang for a long time. The man turned his back to them, but now he turned around.

He was still wearing the clothes they had made hastily when they were busy on the road, the corners of the clothes were stained with dust and dirt, and there were small scratches on his hands, even though he had prepared new clothes for Jing Qinglan and Yin Hanjiang when he arrived in Qing'an , but he immediately rushed to the Kuzhilou, and came back to pick them up in a hurry, between coming and going, he didn't have time to change his clothes.He noticed the light blue-gray under his eyes, and the slender eyelashes caused a trace of moisture in the corners of his eyes due to fatigue and sleepiness.

Yin remembered that every time he saw Jiang Bantian before, no matter in Suizhou or in Kuzhilou, he was extremely exquisite, like his clothes that were carefully embroidered and fumigated.And these past few months, he wasn't like that anymore.He kills decisively and lives casually. He is occasionally talkative, but mostly quiet.

Yin Hanjiang was silent.

Noticing his gaze, Jiang Banri gave the two of them a comforting look.

"Rong Huan's medical skills are excellent, Master Jing can rest assured. I still have something to do in half a day, Mr. Yin, please come with me."

Jing Qinglan was still dressed in white, as sharp as a sword, but when Yin Hanjiang left and looked back, a very shallow and beautiful arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Like melting ice and snow.

Jiang led Yin Hanjiang to a room to rest for half a day, and left in a hurry like he did many times today.

There is only a soft couch and a small table in the room, surrounded by bookshelves on all four walls, he struggled to read a few books, and when Shu Zhan came to call him, it was already midnight.

"Mr. Yin, there have been many things going on in the building recently, and you have neglected the young master. It's not about Shuzhang. Please, young master, go with the slave's house first."

The tone was respectful, but the coolness was even worse.

Yin Hanjiang wanted to ask Jiang how he was doing for half a day, but he finally stopped talking and only followed Shu Chan.Then it was a good walk around.When he arrived at the place, after confirming the safety of the room, he sat at the table with his sword in his hand and fell into a light sleep for half an hour. After a while, he wanted to leave to find Jing Qinglan.

But when he opened the door, there was already a person standing outside the door.

"Young Master Yin."

Yin Hanjiang has pressed the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Even though he fell asleep, he didn't notice this person standing outside the door. It can be seen that this person has excellent lightness kung fu and deep internal energy.

The man was dressed in black, and the silver thread was only thinly embroidered on the neckline, and there was no other decoration.The boy's appearance was about the same height as Yin Hanjiang's, his hair stood up high like an adult man reading a book, tightly buttoned in a crown, and his eyebrows were even more delicate, with shallow eyebrows and clear pupils, but he was described as indifferent.He just glanced at it, seeing nothing, not arrogance, but indifference.

He turned around and left, but Yin Hanjiang didn't follow, and asked;

"Where is my elder brother?"

"I don't know."

Yin Hanjiang took a step back, the sword light flashed, and with a clang, he met the man's sharp sword without warning, and the sound of the sword was violent.

With just one move, Yin knew that this person's swordsmanship was not inferior to Jing Qinglan's.

With just one move, he restrained his anxiety and uneasiness.

The man withdrew his sword indifferently.Still turned and left.Yin Hanjiang already understood, and stepped up to keep up.

The corner of his mouth was already bloody from his bite, and he was unwilling to flood his neck like a tide, and everything he knew and felt screamed with bone-chilling coldness.

Yin Hanjiang understood what the young man wanted to tell him.

This is the Kuzhilou, the mighty Kuzhilou hidden under the gloom and brilliance.

He has no choice.

The author has something to say:

In the next chapter, you can almost know the little secrets of the Devil's Cult and Kuzhilou~

I skipped the competition selection exam and took time to write an article, I am so crazy~

Uncertain next update.

Good night, okay~