Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

After confirming the material of the elixir, Lin Xun escaped through the back window and went to the other side of the yard, wanting to see what the sick servant was doing now.

There were two young servants whispering outside the door: "When will we be able to take shifts? If he breaks free from the rope again, we will suffer disaster soon?"

"Stop talking, it's weird."

Lin Xun picked up a small stone and threw it casually, the two servants were startled.

After running a certain distance, seeing that the gate was still closed, the boy on the left said with lingering fear, "Why don't we secretly find a place to play a game of horse hanging and then come back, anyway, no one will be willing to approach, and there is no way to find that we are not there."

Another agreed.

Lin Xun originally considered many options, but ended up walking in grandiosely.

The hands and feet of the people on the bed were tightly bound, and with the lessons of the morning, apart from the veil that Lin Xun tore off at that time, there was also a hemp rope tied in a knot outside.

Except for the hands and feet, the servant's body was tightly wrapped with a heavy quilt, and the air in the room was hot and stuffy in summer, but he didn't sweat a single drop, and kept shivering.

Lin Xun walked over and lifted a corner of the quilt, and the servant's lips were instantly purple from the cold.

His neckline was open, and the neck was covered with a thin layer of cyan scales. When he poked it with his hands, it was cold and sticky, somewhat like fish scales.

Because of this understanding, Lin Xun rested his thoughts on eating for a while, and then looked at his arms, as if he had been wrapped in fishing nets for several hours. They were all densely packed, and the color in the middle was completely dark green.

"My lord, my lord," the servant said with a dazed expression, "I, I regret it, I don't live forever, please, please..."

[System: There are bugs breeding in his body. 】

Lin Xun: "...you don't need to tell me about this kind of thing."

Wandering around the room to find paper and pens, he left after a while.

When returning home, Lin Xun did not rush to talk to Qian Jiangyue, but drank three cups of tea in a row and recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" again in a low voice.

"What did you find?" A cold voice came from the other side of the bed.

Lin Xun threw the painting in front of him. Needless to say, the content of the painting has already vividly expressed everything.

Qian Jiangyue closed the painting: "You did it on purpose."

Lin Xun said indifferently: "As evidenced by heaven and earth, 'good' things should be shared together. The person who said that he brought us food should have voluntarily conducted some anti-human experiment."

He repeated what he said just now when the subordinate was unconscious.

It is almost impossible to imitate the posture of the person in the painting, even if there is, with Qian Jiangyue's character, he will not tolerate a layer of scales on his body.

He sat up from the bed, as if he was not going to pretend to be sick anymore.

Lin Xun said, "What's the rush? It's not just about appearance."

Gently tapped the center of her lips: "We still have to rely on it."

Qian Jiangyue stared at the soft lips, her heart suddenly fluctuated, she shook her head, and secretly sighed that she was stunned just now.

In the evening, Du Sheng packed up his things and went into the village after making sure that the last person had finished receiving the elixir. When he saw Lin Xun walking towards the kitchen, he stopped him, "But the dinner is not to your liking?"

Lin Xun smiled wryly: "I'm going to ask the kitchen lady for some pancakes as dry food, and take them on the road."

Du Sheng frowned: "You want to go?"

"It's really a helpless move. Yebai's illness not only has no good signs, but also some strange things appeared on his body this afternoon."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, a light flashed in Du Sheng's eyes: "Oh?"

Lin Xun: "It's inconvenient to go into details, I'm going to take him to a bigger city to see a doctor for treatment."

"The serious illness is really not suitable for traveling and traveling," Du Sheng said, "I think it's better to stay for a few more days and then observe."

Lin Xun shook his head, as if he had made up his mind, he walked towards the kitchen without looking back.

Du Sheng looked at his back in a hurry and said with a cold smile, "How can it be as you wish."

With a turn of footsteps, she headed towards the wing where Qian Jiangyue lived.

The quilt was tightly covered, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, Qian Jiangyue barely opened her eyes, "Du Sheng?"

Du Sheng came over, sat on the stool, poured a glass of water and swallowed slowly. Lin Xun often did the same action. He only felt chic and elegant when he did it, but Du Sheng seemed very artificial.

"I heard that Young Master Ye is seriously ill, so I have to come and see him anyway." His tone was eccentric, not as gentle as usual.

Qian Jiangyue didn't ask why, as if Du Sheng was an insignificant person in front of him, even much lower than that, Du Sheng vaguely felt that the way this person looked at him was the same as looking at a cricket and grasshopper on the ground.

His complexion changed again and again: "You know, from the first time I saw you, I hated you. That kind of superior look makes people want to crush you under their feet."

If he hadn't seen the opponent's strength, he would have even wanted to gouge out those eyes on the spot.

Eager for quick success, Lin Xun was right, but there was another point, Du Sheng hid it very well, that is, he and Qian Jiangyue didn't realize it - low self-esteem.

At any time, Du Sheng felt that others were looking at him with contempt, as if everyone in the world looked down on him.

"You are a Taoist priest, and you must be apprenticed to a good Taoist temple." Du Sheng judged his identity, "People with excellent talents like you were born to be highly praised, and everything went smoothly, but I... Being rejected repeatedly, huh, talent, is it doomed to be a mediocre person without talent?"

"But it doesn't matter," Du Sheng said with a smile: "It doesn't matter how talented you are, do you feel scales all over your body now, and feel hot all over?"

Qian Jiangyue: "Did you prescribe the medicine?"

"This medicine is called Duanchen. Combined with acupuncture, it can help people move their souls and rebirth, so as to achieve immortality." Du Sheng said regretfully, "It's a pity that the people who tried the medicine before had poor health and failed to pass the last test. Tian Fan is an exception, he ran away at the last moment, and the success fell short."

Du Sheng looked at him maliciously: "Now that you are here, maybe you can help me find a breakthrough."

"Wonderful plan," applause came from outside the door, and Lin Xun walked in with a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, as if catching all the love in the world.

Dowsen reflexively took a step back.

"Don't get me wrong," Lin Xun put down the big cake in his hand, "I meant to praise you for your talent selection."

Du Sheng calmed down quickly, his eyes were as cunning as a poisonous snake: "Only I have the antidote, if you don't want him to have an accident, you'd better not act rashly."

Lin Xunrao said with great interest, "Do you know who he is?"

Du Sheng: "If you take another step forward, this person will definitely die."

Lin Xun didn't take his words to heart at all, and went straight to Du Sheng: "Do you know who I am?"

Du Sheng originally thought that the relationship between the two was very close, and Wan Liyun would definitely be controlled by him because of Ye Bai, but now it seems that he miscalculated.

"I didn't expect you to be more ruthless than me, and you don't care about your companion's life or death."

Lin Xun smiled lightly, tilted his head and raised eyebrows at Qian Jiangyue, "If you don't get out of bed, someone might think you're taking advantage of the sick cat."

Hearing the movement from behind, Du Sheng turned his head and turned pale with shock: "You, are you not sick?"

If Qian Jiangyue looked at him like an ant just now, now he finally looks at Du Sheng with the eyes of a person, he is just a dead person.

Attacking back and forth, there was no possibility of escape. Du Jiang laughed back angrily: "There are too many calculations, but I didn't expect to end up in the hands of strangers I don't know."

Lin Xun: "If you hadn't had evil intentions and invited us into the village, you wouldn't have come to this point."

Du Sheng walked over with his face close to his face, "I'm just a pawn in the whole plan. You think you've won, and everything has just begun. Within three days, strange diseases of all sizes will break out in various villages and towns, followed by cities , and then to the imperial capital."

"Does this medicine only affect humans?"

Du Sheng suddenly faced him with a weird smile.

Contacting the goateed Taoist priest of Sunset Mountain who mentioned that some of the Taoist priests had colluded with the ghost clan, Lin Xun almost already had the answer.

"I wanted to save your life at first," Lin Xun said slowly, "But since you are such a small person with nothing to worry about, it must not be of much use to save your life." He looked at Qian Jiangyue and said, "I leave it to you. Do whatever you want."

The implication is to part ways here.

Qian Jiangyue frowned slightly: "Where are you going?"

Lin Xun said something inexplicable: "The opportunity has appeared, what is missing is the person who creates chaos."

Qian Jiangyue didn't keep him, and watched him walk out of the door, but he didn't know where he was going.

A picture scroll was left on the table at some point, he walked over, opened it, and saw that it was the picture that was stolen by the King of Ghosts before, and there were two lines of poems left on the left side——

Take a look at the flowering lazy, half-edge monastic half-edge.

The ink blot stays on the paper for no longer than a cup of tea, and gradually disappears.

……

As Du Sheng said, rumors soon began to spread that there was a plague in some places, and the imperial court sent troops to seal off the villages, but hundreds of soldiers disappeared mysteriously, and even the big cities were not spared. There was an unprecedented panic.

At this time, it has been more than a month since Lin Xun and Qian Jiangyue respectively.

Some people choose to go north or go to the frontier to find new sources of life in inaccessible places. Due to hunger and disease, corpses can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

Lin Xun passed a group of fleeing villagers and came to a dilapidated village.

Lying beside the well was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old monk, with delicate features and fair skin, staring at the sky blankly, as if he had been dead for a long time.

[System: Dangerous person notification: The blood monk of the Eastern Xuanmen, who believes in the way of Shura, the host should not approach. 】

Lin Xun: "Isn't he already dead?"

[System: His brain is still alive. 】

Having said that, Lin Xun stepped forward with great interest... What a beautiful skin, just like the one that came out of the New Year pictures.

"Speaking of which, as the king of ghosts, it's time for me to go back to my old profession."

[System: Unify the eight major veins and command the world! 】

Lin Xun: "No, I want to get rid of the corpse."

"..."

"Is there any tool that I can borrow?"

[System: Suo Mingling, worth 3 taels, can drive away ghosts and ward off the living dead. 】

After 3 taels, Lin Xun was almost in a state of cash-strapped again.

Lightly ringing the bell on the young monk's face, his stiff body slowly got up from the ground and followed Lin Xun's pace.

Within two days, Lin Xun found another beautiful man with an exotic style in the nearby Zhaoshui Town who was also half-lived.

[System: This is the costume of the Xiefeng Palace. The Xiefeng Palace kills people like hemp, and is good at using poison. 】

Lin Xun: "It looks good, I want it."

"..."

Picking up people along the way, I still don't forget to hurry up and train the pigeons, and send a letter to Luodengguan every few days.

From the first time Qian Jiangyue received it and threw it into the wastebasket, until one day she finally couldn't help opening it, Lin Xun's writings seldom mentioned the tragic situation outside, but mostly described the great rivers and mountains, and sometimes added With pictures, plus a line or two of explicit poetry.

He couldn't help but think of Sixiangzhuang, the scene where King Wangui stayed up all night to admire the paintings, and his monotonous life was also enhanced by the appearance of these letters.

And Lin Xun arrived in Yangzhou at the beginning of July.

As soon as he entered the inn, Xiao Er was startled, thinking which family's young master this is, so unrestrained, there are thirty or forty people following him.

After Lin Xun ordered a plate of side dishes, while enjoying the little monk rubbing his shoulders, he asked a handsome man from a foreign land to rub his ink.

Dip ink and put pen to paper:

Yangzhou is very beautiful. I have been here all the way, so I am inevitably disappointed.

If you come here alone, you can enjoy the scenery alone. If you are here, you will not waste the magnificent scenery of Yangzhou in July.

After tying the note to the pigeon's leg, Lin Xun hooked his fingers to the man with strange-colored pupils beside him: "Play a tune and listen."

With the melodious sound of the flute, his thoughts were emptied, and he was intoxicated in the gentleness of Yangzhou.

Thousands of miles away, the view of falling lights.

"Master." Wu Que called twice outside the door before being allowed in.

Just as he was about to present the latest copy of the door rules, he suddenly saw Qian Jiangyue put a small note by the desk, with a rare gentle expression: "Isn't Yangzhou beautiful now?"

Wu Que froze for a moment, then nodded: "Second Senior Brother took me there last year, and the river is very beautiful at night."

"It's not bad to go to Yangzhou for a while."

Wu Que didn't hear clearly: "Master, what did you just say?"

Qian Jiangyue didn't speak again, the cute and ugly pigeon that had been parked outside the window flew to his shoulder and landed on his shoulder, its gray beak moving up and down, screaming non-stop.