Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Famen Temple is only tens of miles away from the capital. The surroundings of the temple are cool and quiet, the clear water is like a mirror, and the reflections are graceful.

Wang Qi was sitting in the meditation room drinking tea, as if he was waiting for someone.About one stick of incense, a man in white came in. He was Lian Zifeng, the leader of the dark guards.

The dark guards are a group of dead soldiers trained by Wang Qi privately. They are equivalent to King Ming's Falcon, but are more ruthless and cruel than Falcon.They are responsible for collecting intelligence and eliminating dissidents. Once the mission fails, there is no possibility of survival. They are cold-blooded and ruthless killing tools, and their lives are worthless.

And Lian Zifeng, the leader of the dark guards, has been in charge of this group of dead men for more than ten years. He has passed his [-]s since he was a young boy, but he is still alone.

The playboy in front of him, who looks like he has nothing to do with the world, is full of wolfish ambitions in his heart.He is strategizing, good at making use of, hiding a knife in his smile, and killing people with a knife.None of this is a problem.

"Your Highness!" Lian Zifeng knelt on one knee and cupped his fists.

"Okay, get up. Let me ask you, where is the person I want?" Wang Qi raised his eyes, poured a cup of tea, and moved to the opposite side, "Sit down!"

Lian Zifeng sat cross-legged, gathered his thoughts, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your Highness, forgive me..."

"What? Did things go wrong?" Wang Qi put down the teacup, holding a string of Buddhist beads, his eyes were ruthless.

"Your Highness, things have changed! This subordinate suspects that there are three forces or even more, and they are all trying to plot against those two people, many of whom are people from the Jianghu and the court..." Lian Zifeng held the lid of the cup, facing Wang Qi His eyes lowered his head hastily.

"What about that person, did you catch it or not?" Wang Qi was obviously displeased, he still dropped the beads, and said coldly: "If someone blocks, gods will block and kill gods, and Buddhas will block and kill Buddhas!"

"Yes, Your Highness, they have been brought here." Lian Zifeng clapped his hands, and Ah Lei dragged a young man in a black robe and threw him on the ground.

Wang Qi looked at the man on the ground, motionless, showing no signs of life, and couldn't help glaring at him, "Just bring this back?" A Lei stood aside, bowed his head and said nothing.

"Your Highness, please calm down. This person is still angry. This subordinate can revive him. It will just take some time." Lian Zifeng stood up and knelt down to state, "That day, my subordinate made arbitrarily assertive actions and gave Mr. Fang a bad luck. Gu San, I never thought that this person would save Mr. Fang..."

"What! Who asked you to give Fang Jixia Xigu Powder! The ingredients of this medicine are only enough for three times! You must know!" Wang Qi stood up and said every word: "Listen to me, No one is allowed to hurt him!"

Lian Zifeng looked at that stern and unfeeling face, and couldn't help feeling a little chilled in his heart, but he still couldn't help but remind him: "But he is your real brother!"

"So what! It's not your business! If he makes a mistake, come and see him!" Wang Qi snorted coldly, and said in a serious tone: "Wake up this man! Tell me the whereabouts of those treasures." Get it out of his mouth for me! Also, let him be used by me!" Wang Qi cast a glance at Mo Jin, only to see that he was drowsy, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and when he glanced over, he looked dead appearance.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, even if he is a living dead, this subordinate can let him control the puppet boy for you! As for the treasure, this subordinate will definitely find it for you!" Lian Zifeng signaled, and Ah Lei picked up Mo Jin and hurriedly retreated. .

"Hurry up! There's no time! I'm afraid the old man won't last long!" Wang Qi covered the teacup with one hand, and with a "bang", the cup shattered into a pile, and the hot tea flowed down the table, wet futon.

"Yes! This subordinate will leave!" Although Lian Zifeng was used to this moody Highness, at this moment, he did not dare to wait for a moment.

Back home, as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Ah Lei leaning against the old locust tree in the courtyard, with a straw in his mouth, looking cynical.

"What are you doing?! Look at you!" Lian Zifeng took off the cloak and threw it to him.

"You were scolded by that highness, why are you angry at me! I don't know why!" Ah Lei spat out the straw in his mouth, picked up the cloak and put it on himself, stood up straight, and whispered in his ear: "I Think about it, you might as well resign as the leader of this bastard immediately, and lead me and my brother to live happily! You are already in your thirties."

"Nonsense!" Lian Zifeng pushed Ah Lei away, and the heat gushing out of his mouth made him feel chilly and uncomfortable. He walked into the room as if he had seen a ghost, and murmured: " The person who lives with me for the rest of his life must be a beautiful and beautiful woman, so why bother with two half-grown men!"

Ah Lei and his younger brother A Sen are both children picked up by Lian Zifeng. Maybe they know that they cannot get married like ordinary people, and they also know the danger of being in this position, killing people like hemp, and licking blood with a knife.Even if he had this heart, no woman would dare to follow him.

Ah Lei sixteen, even though Lian Zifeng is more than half his age, but this slippery kid always treats him like a kid, shameless and skinny. Zifeng has an illusion that Ah Lei really looks like his son.On the contrary, the 13-year-old Asen is much better.

"Hey, don't you really think about it? Why are you following His Highness? You were asked to remove obstacles for him yesterday, but you will change your mind tomorrow. Why!" Ah Lei shouted at him.

"Get out!" Lian Zifeng lifted the curtain, waved his hand at A Lei, without looking back.

The house is covered with earth dragons, which makes it quite warm.This is probably the greatest honor that Lian Zifeng has obtained after working hard for more than ten years.Lian Zifeng loosened his neckline.At a glance, he caught sight of Mo Jin on the bed.

This Ah Lei is really getting more and more unruly.Just throw people into his room casually.

Lian Zifeng sat by the bed and stretched out his hand to give Mo Jin his pulse, his brows were furrowed and his face was serious.

"It's really a poor man, I feel pity for it!" Lian Zifeng laughed: "You have a son, so beautiful."

"I think it's very evil!" Asen lifted the curtain with hot tea, walked in, and lit some more incense.

"It's not what he wants, who can choose his own origin and destiny." Lian Zifeng sighed deeply, thinking, I will do the same.

"Then is he still saved?" Asen walked to the bed and tucked the quilt for him, with a trace of sympathy on his face.Maybe he thought of himself, but compared to Mo Jin, he was much luckier, at least he was still alive and his life was safe.

"I can't die. That Fang Ji is a man, he used all his internal strength to protect his heart veins. Otherwise, the cold and evil spirit in his body would have turned him back beyond recognition, and he would have died without a whole body. "

"But didn't he do this to save Fang Ji? Strange..." A Sen scratched his head, seemingly puzzled.

Lian Zifeng raised his eyes and looked carefully, "Why am I watching you look more and more like your brother? You are a child, why ask so many questions!"

Some things are known only after experience.

Lian Zifeng took the hot tea with a wry smile, moistened his throat, put it down, stood up, walked to the desk, wrote a prescription with a pen, and handed it to Asen.Asen approached and took it, then stepped back.

"Mo Beixing, Mo Beixing, you are really...too cruel." Lian Zifeng returned to the bed and looked at the dark green at the end of Mo Jin's eyes, and couldn't help feeling, "What a poor child...but I also had to do it, please don't blame me."

After saying that, Lian Zifeng went out and ordered his servants to fetch some buckets of hot water.

After a while, Asen came in with a few packs of medicine and sprinkled them in the tub.A strong smell of herbs came to the nostrils, making Asen feel nauseated.What is this smell, so strong!

Two servants picked up Mo Jin and walked behind the screen, took off his robe, and put him in the bathtub.The hot air instantly dizzy a layer of water droplets on his face, which turned pink.

"It's really pretty." Asen picked up the handkerchief and wiped his face.On the one hand, he said with emotion: "It's just that she looks too charming, just like her adoptive father, evil nature!"

Lian Zifeng walked up behind him, raised the folding fan in his hand, and slapped the fan on the back of his head: "Soak him well, what are you thinking about! Remember, let him soak for three months until he wakes up." until!"

"Understood!" Asen covered the back of his head in pain, and said aggrievedly: "Didn't I just say something nice..."

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God wants a person to die, he must first make him crazy.

I have not become a Buddha, but I have become a demon.