I heard that Quan Xiang wants to be good [rebirth]

Shu Changyu doesn't know martial arts, so he dodged the arrow, all relying on the virtue he accumulated at some point.

In the next second, he faintly heard the sound of the guard beside the carriage being beheaded to death, and then his eyes were blank, and the sword split his carriage.

Shu Changyu raised his head, and saw the bloody sword's edge go straight to his neck.

He knew clearly that he couldn't hide.

In any case, these guards all went out from Beijing.Beijing is usually peaceful and guarded by heavy troops, so they don't need to worry about it.

So naturally, kung fu is not very good.

A guard next to him seemed to see the danger of Shu Changyu during the fierce battle, and he shouted angrily, and rushed over to block the sword for him.

a bit late.

Shu Changyu couldn't dodge in time, and closed his eyes in desperation.

The expected pain did not come, but the warm liquid splashed his face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the masked killer's eyes wide open, and his throat was pierced in a rather distorted posture.The trachea in his neck protruded, and it was white. Blood was gushing out, and he fell down in front of him with a gurgling sound in his throat.

Then, Jing Mu with a sword behind his back was revealed.

He is still the armor of the guard, holding the sword of an ordinary guard in his hand.He kicked away the corpse that he had stabbed to death on the ground, and blocked the sharp blade stabbing from another direction. As soon as the sword was sent in that direction, he killed another person.

"Young Fu, are you hurt?" Shu Changyu asked after listening to him.

Shu Changyu shook his head in a daze.

He pulled Shu Changyu out of the wreckage of the carriage, protected him by his side, and then killed several people in succession, blood splattering everywhere.

There were about twenty killers in this wave, more than half of them died under Jing Mu's sword in an instant.At this time, there were two or three remnant soldiers left, who were also beheaded by the remaining guards.

Shu Changyu only realized later, and ordered: "Leave one or two alive..."

"It's useless, Shao Fu." Jing Mu said in a low voice. "The same group of people as last time, hiding/poison in their mouths, they can't stay if they don't kill them."

At this moment, the last killer also died.There were more than [-] corpses lying in disorder on the ground, and several of them were guards who were killed off guard.

The official road was dyed red.

Shu Changyu looked at the bloody ground and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he turned his head sideways.

Looking sideways, he saw the man stabbed to death by Jing Mu just now in front of him.

There were corpses everywhere, but his death was the worst.

At this time, he was still alive, his whole body was twitching, and every time he twitched, a stream of blood gushed out from his crooked neck.

Those eyes, staring wide/round, with distorted facial features and blood stained face, stared straight at Shu Changyu.When he opened his mouth, there was still a clicking sound, like a broken bellows leaking air.

Shu Zhang Yu was dizzy because of the cold, but seeing him like this, his stomach convulsed, and he retched while supporting Jing Mu.

-

The entire guard of honor couldn't move forward anymore, so they stopped in place to rest.

Jing Mu had arranged for people to dig out the original soft chair from the ruins of the carriage, and put it on the side of the road for Shu Changyu to sit on.Shu Zhangyu was wrapped in a cloak, sitting there with a pale face, watching Jing Mu directing the crowd to search the corpses in an orderly manner and organize the team.

"Fortunately, the lord is here..." beside him, Guo Hanru, whose legs were weak from fright, was sitting next to him with lingering fear, and said in a trembling voice.

He lived to be around forty years old. He grew up in a book box for the first half of his life, and then he spent all day around mortise and tenon buildings.Even if I have seen dead people, I have never seen such a bloody scene.

The same is true for sparse and long metaphors.

People in high positions are not like the kind of people who get out of the mud.None of those who should be killed need him to do it.Therefore, although his hands are full of human life, he rarely sees a living person being beheaded by a sharp knife in front of him.

But Shu Changyu had come to his senses at this time, and his expression had returned to his usual calm and indifferent.He glanced at Guo Hanru and said, "Did you know that person is Prince Dun?"

Guo Hanru bent his lips bitterly when he heard the words, and explained: "Your Majesty won't let my minister say anything."

Shu Changyu held the hot tea brought by Jing Mu's command just now in his hand, took a sip slowly, and didn't speak.

At this moment, Jing Mu took the handkerchief that was handed to him, wiped the blood off his hands, and then walked towards Shu Changyu.

On the way over, he even kicked away the horribly dead body just now.

As soon as the corpse was kicked away by him, it turned its back to Shu Zhangyu, and Shu Zhangyu couldn't see the tragic appearance.

Then, Shu Changyu saw with sharp eyes that the white bandage on Jing Mu's right hand was stained with blood.

The kind of blood seeping from inside cannot be wiped off.

"I can't find anything." Jing Mu walked up to him, adjusted his gloves angrily, and said. "There is no mark on the weapons and clothes, and nothing unusual can be found from the material of the cloth."

"What happened to your hand?" Shu Changyu asked.

Jing Mu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's nothing serious, it's almost healed." As he said that, he pulled the glove down to cover the gauze.

"Stretch out." Shu Changyu was unmoved.

"No need, Shao Fu..."

"Don't make me say it a second time." Shu Changyu raised his head and said.

Jing Mu had no choice but to obediently stretch out his hand.

The wound that had grown well on the palm of his hand was completely torn due to the action just now, and the blood inside was seeping so badly that several layers of gauze were dizzy.

"He said it's okay." Shu Changyu frowned. "There is a doctor accompanying you in the past few days, you go to the doctor to give you a new bandage."

"But here..."

"I'll handle it." Shu Changyu said. "Let those responsible guard captains come to me."

Jing Mu didn't want to leave yet.

He saw that Shu Changyu's complexion was very pale at this time, he should have not come out of the fright just now, and he was caught by the wind and cold, and he would cough a few times after saying a few words, sitting here wrapped in a cloak, looking thin and weak One, it hurts so much.

Compared with this, what is that little injury on his hand?

Seeing that he was silent and still, Shu Changyu frowned and said, "Hurry up. You haven't found anything after searching for a long time. I'm better than you at this kind of thing."

It is very arrogant for a small minister of the Ministry of Industry who built the river dam to speak such wild words to the majestic Dali Temple.

But Jing Mu knew that in front of him was not a frail scholar who only knew how to manage rivers, but a thoughtful and decisive generation of power ministers.

Although he has a pair of fragile bones, he has an aura of [-] meters.

He hummed in a low voice.Then he left dejectedly.

I'm useless, he thought.

Over there, Shu Changyu stood up with the arm of the chair, and walked towards the official road strewn with corpses.

Guo Hanru, who was so frightened that he still hadn't reacted yet, hurriedly called him: "Master Shu——"

Shu Changyu turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Guo Hanru stammered, "Then...there are corpses all over there, it's so filthy and frightening..."

But Shu Changyu smiled indifferently, and said: "It's okay, I just went to have a look, Master Guo can rest here." After speaking, he turned and walked over.

Shu Changyu walked through the official road like this, commanding the remaining guards to gather up the few personal belongings on the corpses of the assassins, and watched them remove the sharp arrows and hidden weapons nailed to the corpses of several guards , also folded up.

After that, they opened the mouths of those assassins, took out the drug sachets inside, and put them into the evidence box.

After arranging these, he circled around the place where he was stabbed just now.

Then he pulled out the arrow that had been fastened to the carriage.

The arrow was nailed extremely firmly, and he pulled it out after a few strokes.

Originally, he just glanced at the arrow for a while before handing it to the guard on the side.But his gaze paused and stopped on the arrow tail.

There is a tiny mark on it.

At this moment, Jing Mu on the side was looking at him.

The center of the official road was in turmoil right now, blood was everywhere, and corpses and wreckage were scattered everywhere.

There was only one person, wrapped in a crab-shell green cloak, standing in the filth.

He is so good-looking, Jing Mu thought to himself.

-

When everything was in place at Shu Changyu's side and the corpses were disposed of, Jing Mu had already bandaged the wound.The entourage at the side packed up a carriage that was originally used for loading things for Shu Changyu, and they were ready to start again.

Shu Changyu was helped into the carriage.

As soon as he sat down, he saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted by another person.

He looked over, and saw Jing Mu blinking a pair of bright black eyes looking at him.

"Young Fu, let me ride with you." He said. "I can protect you on the road."

Shu Changyu frowned: "No need to be so troublesome."

"My hand is broken." Jing Mu said again. "You can't hold the reins when you ride a horse."

Shu Changyu stared at him for a moment, then closed his eyes.

"Come up."

Jing Mu was overjoyed when he heard the words, quickly climbed into the carriage and sat beside him.

Then, the guard of honor set off.

"Where did you go this morning?" Shu Changyu asked.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, it seemed how brooding he was.He cleared his throat pretentiously, and looked away.

But Jing Mu laughed, and leaned beside him and said, "I was afraid that I would pester you all the time, and you should be angry, so I hid in the guard team." He seemed quite complacent, and continued. "In this way, Shao Fu, you won't always plan how to drive me away."

Shu Changyu glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

"But Shao Fu, you can see it now, right?" Jing Mu said complacently. "You brought so many guards out, it's not as good as taking me alone, right?"

Even if Shu Changyu didn't look at him, he could clearly feel that the other party was eager to seek praise.

"It's still thanks to you this time." Shu Chang Yu said. "By the way, I saw something about the arrow just now, and I've asked someone to put it away. When you go back, you can send someone from Dali Temple to check it out."

Jing Mu thought disappointedly, at this time, why are you talking about investigating the case?

He moved closer to Shu Changyu again, his eyes were black and bright.

"Young Fu, since it is thanks to me, allow me to ask for a reward?"

Shu Changyu looked sideways at him.

Seeing Jing Mu leaning close to his side, he said with a smile, "Young Fu, give me a kiss, just one kiss." Speaking of this, he added. "Anywhere will do, I won't pick."

Shu Changyu's heart was beating wildly, and he slapped his face expressionlessly and pushed him away.

The author has something to say: After work was over, the actors who played the corpse got up from the ground one after another.

The one who died the ugliest ran to the director, wiped the blood from his face, and complained, "Director, I think I need to pay more."

The impoverished director Liu Gouhua heard the words and covered his wallet vigilantly.

"Add what money?"

"It didn't say in the script that Jing Mu would kick me." The corpse said aggrievedly. "Is it my problem to die ugly? He kicked me so badly."

"I don't have money, don't ask me for it, whoever kicks you you can ask for it." Liu Gouhua repeated it with a blank expression. "I have no money, not a penny!"

After finishing speaking, to show her determination, she shouted at the top of her voice, "Jing Mu, come here to pay!"

Jing Mu walked over with a cold face.

"What money do you want?" He frowned and grabbed the corpse by the collar, gnashing his teeth fiercely. "I haven't had time to settle accounts with you. If you die ugly, die farther away. What are you doing in front of my wife?"

There is no way to reason with the love brain.

Seeing that the director had nothing to do with him and the leading actor was about to hit someone with a cold face, the corpse had no choice but to leave quickly with the box lunch in aggrieved form.

Liu Gouhua patted Jing Mu on the shoulder happily: "What a goose! It will really save money for Ma Ma!"

The love-brained little goose Jing Mu didn't even look at his mother, turned his head and went to coax his daughter-in-law.

"Don't be afraid, baby, it's all fake, the blood is tomato sauce, and the throat is pork bone, don't believe me, try it?"

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The small theater comes from Liu Gouhua, who was abused by the good goose Shanghai-style sweetheart Zhao Jinxin of Shuida to the point of tears_(:_」∠)_

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