Hidden Man [Transmigration Book]

"You want to take him with you?" Liyue's eyes flickered when she saw the child, and she fell silent after receiving an affirmative answer, as if she had always been like this when there were outsiders, loyal and reliable.

"He looks good, so let's save his life and put him in the carriage so that he doesn't fall to death." Ye Zixi said.

The two guards smiled knowingly, thinking they understood what he meant, and carefully sent the child to the carriage, and even thoughtfully put several layers of cloth under him.

The convoy started moving again. Ye Zixi sat on the soft bed. He looked at the child lying at his feet. The wound on his body was no longer oozing blood. The fragrance of medicinal herbs dispelled a bit of the bloody smell.

Xu Shi's words just now reminded the two guards not to lose their appearance.

He wanted to hold that bruised and slender wrist, but his fingertips touched the cool skin, but it made him instantly alert, and the fate of the two teacups made him stop instantly.

The power contained in this body cannot be underestimated. Before he masters the correct method of using it, it is better not to be too active.

Can't even be curious...

But at the moment when he withdrew his hand, he felt something was wrong.

Separated the five fingers, placed them in front of his eyes, and looked intently against the light. The slender and slender knuckles were like works of art, but the skin quality that was obviously beyond ordinary people still shocked him for a moment.

It seems that it is not complete enough to describe it with skin like creamy skin. It is really smoother than a newborn baby, delicate and fair, with almost no lines and pores. This kind of skin is naturally enviable on a woman. But if it is a man, it will inevitably be a little weird.

Ye Zixi is a lady who stays at home, and her daily martial arts practice is not without hard work, not to mention the wind and the sun, and injuries are commonplace, no matter what, she should not have such delicate skin, the most beautiful woman in the world It was worthy of the name, but it always made him feel a little disobedient.

This person seems to have many secrets...

But for some reason, every time he wanted to retrieve the related memories, those scattered memory fragments seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, becoming more fragmented and elusive, and gradually he gave up exploring. Left and right can't come in a hurry.

Another day and a half later, the convoy finally entered the city. Such a luxurious car still caused quite a commotion, but Ye Zixi leaned in the car and fell asleep, unaware of it until Li Yue came to Only after calling him did he wake up leisurely.

This is Lanyuelou, the largest restaurant in Lingyang City. They entered directly from the back door. The huge yard is just right for a carriage.

Under Liyue's introduction, Ye Zixi met the boss of Lanyuelou with a dull face. He was an amiable middle-aged man with a slightly fat body. Is an ordinary businessman.

Afterwards, he reported the account entry and submitted the account book, but he was really powerless in the face of the ghostly talisman-like thing, and he couldn't help but began to miss the extremely compact and convenient Arabic numerals. How proficient he really is.

Usually these things are handled by Liyue, and this time is no exception, Ye Zixi saw that the conversation over there was going on in an orderly manner, so she walked out by herself, after thinking about it, she stopped someone casually and took him to see that Child.

As soon as he entered the room, he was choked by the strong smell of medicine, raised his sleeves and sneezed, and walked inside, the smell became more intense.

The child, who had been seriously injured, was almost covered with gauze except for his coat. At first glance, he looked a bit like a mummy. Coupled with his pale face, he looked even more miserable and thin.

"How is he?" Waving his hand to stop the doctor's salute, Ye Zixi sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and stroked the thin chin very lightly, and there was a slightly sticky feeling of cold tide from his fingertips.

"Reporting to the leader, this young master's internal injury is not serious, but the external injury looks horrific, and he will fully recover after a little rest for a month." road.

a few months?

Ye Zixi tilted her head, and just as she was about to speak, she realized that the child had already woken up.

A pair of jet-black eyes stared at him without any emotion, without blinking, and when they came into contact with such eyes suddenly, he almost exploded in shock.

This child was already good-looking, but now that he opened his eyes, the narrow and sharp phoenix pupils were even more radiant, but they were a little too hollow. When he stared at you quietly, with that pale face, he looked like a beautiful and beautiful girl. Like a stiff puppet, it's indescribably weird.

When ordinary people come to an unfamiliar environment, shouldn't they first ask where they are?

Even if it was worry, fear, and fear, he could understand it, but such an empty, dead silence with almost no emotion in his sight made him feel uncomfortable all over.

The two looked at each other, and it was indeed Ye Zixi who was defeated first.

He got up in a hurry, left a sentence of "take care of me", then turned and walked out, walking a little faster.

At the same time, the solemn and solemn headquarters of the Wulin League was also interrupted by a burst of hurried footsteps, which frightened a few birds into the air and trampled a few flowers.On the path, he knocked over a few servants who were walking slowly.

"No...it's not good!" A middle-aged man dressed in gray house servants ran all the way, and he didn't even care about being reprimanded and directly knocked open the door.

Except for the flushed neck, her cheeks were pale, her lips were trembling slightly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth, "Young...Young Master, he hasn't returned yet, and the subordinates sent someone to investigate , but I heard that there was a fierce fight outside Lingyang City. When we arrived, we only found a few corpses at the bottom of the cliff, among them... among them..."

Having said this, he couldn't speak any more, his knees slammed on the ground, and there was a loud bang, and he lifted up a jade pendant with double dragon patterns with shaking hands. The original white and flawless jade had been broken from the dragon head. Two pieces were cut, and the interface was stained with traces of blood, which was very glaring.

"My lord, please... my condolences!"

The cup in Xiao Jinghang's hand fell to the ground in an instant, and the light-colored tea wetted his clothes in an instant, leaving a dark brown water stain, but no one noticed it at the moment.

With his eyes wide open, he stared at the two halves of remnant jade, took it with trembling hands, held his breath, and rubbed it over tremblingly, finally found a tiny "jun" at the bottom. Character.

The last trace of self-deceiving comfort in my heart was finally shattered, a fishy sweetness welled up in my throat, I spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled my eyes, and passed out.

The whole house was in chaos.

Lingyang City is one of the three main cities of Chuying Kingdom. It is needless to say how prosperous it is. This is the first time Ye Zixi saw such an antique building. Ye Zixi couldn't help but feel novelty. In his spare time, he couldn't hold back and brought two people with him. He ran out, and couldn't help but burst into admiration.

The clean and wide streets are crowded with small vendors of various colors, and occasionally there are one or two sellers carrying shoulder poles or selling candied haws, yelling and walking back and forth, attracting the attention of greedy children.

Ye Zixi walked casually to a street vendor, looking at the dazzling array of gold and silver utensils, she couldn't hide her joy. Although it was not as exquisite and fancy as modern jewelry, it contained the wisdom of the ancients.

Especially a hollowed-out golden bell, with a pair of lifelike twin lotuses engraved on the outer layer, and a small ball inside. Looking through the gap, it seems to be very exquisitely carved, but it can't be seen clearly, and it is moved from time to time. It makes a soft and crisp sound, which can be called a miracle.

He just held it in his hand and rubbed it twice. Before the stall owner could say a word of flattery, a subordinate behind him had already paid the money very consciously, and stood back to his original position with a blank expression on his face.

Ye Zixi frowned and turned around, staring at him with a sullen face, meeting the two people's focused gazes, he was taken aback for a moment.

They also seemed to realize that something was wrong, quickly lowered their heads, and even took a step back, "This subordinate is overstepping the rules."

What kind of look is this?

There is a fanatical pursuit in reverence, just like facing the gods of one's own beliefs, willingly dedicating all the madness and fearlessness.

As an atheist in the 21st century, Ye Zixi has no beliefs or teachings, but at this moment, he somewhat understands why the Fuluo Sect can gain a foothold in this huge martial arts world. They really have their own beliefs.

And willing to pay and sacrifice for it.

But now Ye Zixi couldn't carry such a heavy load, she looked away indifferently, tried her best to ignore the two seemingly real eyes behind her, and walked forward.

When he came back to his senses, there were already a lot of gadgets in his hands, and the two of them also mentioned a lot. Coupled with the cold and hard facial contours and the terrifying demeanor that strangers should not enter, it was an inexplicable sense of joy.

"The leader is in a good mood today, um...that looks good..." Ye Zixi was staring at a box of pineapple cakes in her hand in a daze. She didn't know when she bought them. A hand stretched out across the box intercepted it.

With nothing in his hands, he suddenly recalled his thoughts, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a handsome and elegant man standing in front of him, dressed in green clothes, tall and straight like a pine and cypress, with a jade bone fan tied around his waist, the same sapphire color Tassels swayed, with a shallow smile and gentle eyebrows.

"Guardian right!" The two guards saluted respectfully, and then retreated tacitly, faintly blocking the flow of people approaching around them, leaving enough space.

Right protector?

Han Feng?

The original owner seemed to be quite unimpressed with this protector right, and he had been doing missions outside, so he didn't recognize this person in the first place!

Han Feng, the right protector of the Fuluo Sect, Ye Han's personal disciple, is shrewd and slick, always has an unpredictable smile on his face, and is as cunning as a fox, but Ye Han trusts him a lot, and Da Ye Han In addition, no one knows the true depth of his martial arts.

So the Right Protector acted steadily, especially after Ye Han's death, there was a very high voice for him to seize power, but he dealt with it silently, allowing Ye Zixi to succeed.

But in Ye Zixi's memory, this gentle and elegant man would break human bones with a smile, tear off that layer of fresh human skin with his own hands, see their painful and twisted faces, and then cut off the flesh with a blank expression, all kinds of things The means are simply chilling.

Who would have thought that such a scholar-like, gentle and elegant man would be the hall master in charge of punishment?

The author has something to say:

How about a smiling tiger?