Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Gu Yue opened his eyes dazedly.

There wasn't much sunlight in the main hall, and it was still cold on the sides. Gu Yue felt a gust of wind in his chest. Why was it so dark in front of him?

When he rubbed his eyes and saw clearly, he saw Gu Xu lowered his head and held his clothes, helping him close them.

“Are you back?” Gu Yue sat up straight, feeling an unbearable pain in his back and shoulders, “Hiss—Aiya—”

"Pay attention to your appearance." Gu Xu said, "Your clothes are all undone when you sleep."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Three Pure Ones, please forgive me." Gu Yue quickly stood up, pulled the wide collar that had been pulled out of his belt back to its original place, and bowed with his hands clasped together.

"Let's go." Gu Xu watched his movements, and the tips of his ears turned red with guilt.

"Has Miss Yu settled down? Have you taken care of them? Has the money been sent over?" Gu Yue tightened his belt and asked.

"Yes. The master of the temple is very good and won't make things difficult for her." Gu Xu nodded calmly.

"That's good. I'm sure you can handle the job." Gu Yue yawned. "Oh... I'm so sleepy."

"What did Dad stay up late writing last night?"

"It's my manuscripts. The carriage was very bumpy and the handwriting looked like a dog's crawl, so I copied them again." Gu Yue said.

The two of them walked out of the temple side by side.

"Are you going to hand it in?" Gu Xu asked. Wu Feng and Wu Yun were squatting at the door, their heads close together, studying something.

"Yes, although we have stock, we still have to write it when we have time." Gu Yue was curious and walked over to take a look.

The two men were using branches to fiddle with watermelon worms, leaving a patch of black worm balls on the ground.

"Ah." Wu Feng stood up quickly. His face was still a little hot from running. Just when he saw Gu Xu and Gu Yue meet up, he hurried to the door and pretended to be waiting.

Wu Yun swept the insects back to the roots of the bamboo, nodded to Gu Yue, and then went to harness the carriage.

Yu Weishuang's guards no longer had to travel with them, and they had already left after moving their luggage.

"If you're in a hurry, you can ask Afeng to help you deliver it." Gu Xu said.

"It's not urgent, and I have something to tell them." Gu Yue replied, "I can deliver it myself."

Of course Gu Xu did not force it. Although he really wanted to know whether there was any information hidden in those manuscripts, if there was, he probably would not be told.

Gu Dashi should still be the Gu Dashi from Gujia Village that night. He saw that the red mole on his chest had not disappeared, and the color was even brighter, as if it was dotted with cinnabar.

The two men got into the carriage, facing each other in silence.

The car slowly went down the mountain. Gu Yue was still half asleep, while Gu Xu was a little worried. Neither of them spoke.

"Dad." Gu Xu suddenly called him.

"Hmm?" Gu Yue was still confused.

"Come closer." Gu Xu sat up straight.

"What's wrong?" Gu Yue stopped leaning against the wall of the carriage and leaned forward with his knees, getting closer to him.

Gu Xu reached out and grabbed Gu Yue's face.

It was real skin and flesh, tightly fitted, and very resilient when pulled. Even Gu Yue's eyes narrowed.

Gu Yue was pinched awake.

Gu Xu placed his hand under his chin, groping for something.

Gu Yue was confused.

It's a real face, not a human skin mask. Gu Xu raised his hand and touched the scar again. There was no seamless suture or absorption thread at this time. Uncle Beideng's stitches left a permanent scar, which ran across the corner of his forehead and felt uneven.

The marks had faded a lot. His eyebrows and eyes also looked...less fierce, becoming a little silly, his eyes were wide open, full of confusion.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Gu Yue didn't stop him, he was just confused.

"Yeah, it's a little dusty." Gu Xu withdrew his hand.

"Oh." Gu Yue nodded, not quite understanding. The area of ​​​​the dust is really large.

The two of them had nothing to say. Gu Xu temporarily stopped probing him, feeling troubled.

"Are we going to visit Taiqing Temple?" Gu Yue asked. He lifted the car curtain and just in time saw the outline of Taiqing Temple on the hill in the distance.

"Didn't Dad make a wish at Qingxu Temple? It might not be a good idea to go to two temples in a row." Gu Xu propped up one cheek and looked at him.

"Yeah, then when we're done, let's have some fun around here for a few days." Gu Yue loved traveling the most. "How did you know I made a wish?"

"The fairy said so." Gu Xu said.

In fact, it was Wu Feng who told him.

……

The convoy did not stay in the mountains, but headed towards the capital of Yuning Prefecture.

Gu Yue leaned against the window of the carriage and looked out. Wu Yan showed something at the city gate, and the soldier guarding the city nodded and called a team of people to do a rough inspection. Without even checking who was in the carriage, they let the convoy in.

"What is the origin of this martial arts school?" Gu Yue asked casually. The original text did not say that Wumen had any strong background, but that it had always relied on Gu Xu and the prince behind Gu Xu.

"It seems to be the property of some big shot." Gu Xu answered calmly.

The secret guards of Wumen were still riding horses to guard the convoy. Gu Yue was very low-key. This kind of big capital city was no quieter than a small county town. Who knows, there might be capable people hiding in some corners. Although they might not necessarily kill him, it was always better to be cautious.

A picture of a prosperous ancient city slowly appeared in the field of vision.

The towering blue-grey city gate connected to the city walls that extended to both sides, enclosing a huge city. The ground from the city gate to the main street was paved with bluestone slabs, but it was a bit bumpy and looked quite old.

The main street is bustling with people coming and going. The buildings on both sides are at least two-story wooden buildings. Flags flutter in the wind and many vendors shout their wares.

"This is the North City." Wu Feng drove his horse to the same level as the carriage, bent down slightly, and spoke to the father and son who were both clinging to the window. "Yuning Prefecture is one of the three major prefectures in Luonan Road. Its layout was modeled after Luoyang City. The better houses are all gathered around the South City in the south of the city."

Buy horses in the east market, saddles and bridles in the west market, bridles in the south market, and long whips in the north market.

Gu Yue was reciting poetry in his heart.

However, the scale of Yuning Prefecture is not as large as Luoyang and Chang'an, so the market should not be very big either.

"Where do you live?" Gu Yue asked. As the head of the family, he had to ask about the place where they lived.

"Let's find an inn to stay in. We'll settle the matter once these things are delivered. It's no big deal." Wu Feng replied.

Gu Yue was a little disappointed. He thought that this gang’s bases were everywhere and he could stay there for free.

It cost a lot to take care of Yu Weishuang's affairs, and Gu Yue felt really distressed.

The Wumen men were all quite experienced. They did not stay in the inn near the city gate, but drove into the inner city.

Along the way, Gu Yue was dazzled by the fancy tricks. They were so fancy.

The most common stalls were those selling jujube buns. The buns were made of yellowish white flour and filled with jujubes. They were shaped into various flower patterns and placed on small stalls covered with white cloth. Most of the stalls also had fresh green willow branches inserted. Gu Yue felt very familiar with them, even though he didn't like to eat that stuff...

"It's almost Qingming Festival." Wu Feng said, looking at the stalls.