On Hundred Ways to Knock Out the Male Lead

Meng Xianfeng returned to his room without disturbing anyone, casually bandaged his wound and planned to lie down to rest. He Tang congealed helplessly and put his hand on Meng Xianfeng's arm. The makeup on his face disappeared, revealing His still elegant face.

"If you're injured, don't be so casual. Is there a dressing box? I'll clean it up before you go to bed." He Tang lowered his eyelids and retracted his hand. Meng Xianfeng stretched out his hand to hold He Tang's hand. Meng Xianfeng said slowly: "It's okay, you go and rest."

He Tang had no choice but to rummage around by himself, letting Meng Xianfeng's eyes follow him.

Finally, he found a small medicine box in the room where he was resting. He Tang went back to Meng Xianfeng to pick and choose and found something that could be used, but in this era, there was no formed penicillin and effective anti-inflammatory drugs. I could only clean the wound with alcohol, but I was struggling with how to avoid the bullet.

Every movement was very involved, the bullet was deeply embedded in the flesh, He Tang didn't know why Meng Xianfeng didn't go to the hospital but came back by himself.

Either go to the hospital tomorrow, or he'll get the bullet out now.

And if I go to the hospital tomorrow, I don't know what the consequences of this arm will be.

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" He Tang asked while cleaning, his meticulous movements made him not look like a ghost, but a person who cared about an injured person.

For some reason, Meng Xianfeng had the illusion of "let's go on like this", shook his head slightly to shake this absurd illusion out of his mind, and saw that the actor was slowly pulling out the bullet with his ghostly aura.

Although this is very unbelievable, He Tang is indeed able to do this. After all, he does not taint his blood by practicing diligently every day. After decades, he should have this ability.

Meng Xianfeng couldn't feel the pain, which was the result of the surrounding muscles and bones being invaded by ghost energy, but there was no way, He Tang made up his mind to prevent Meng Xianfeng's hand from being abolished in the future.

The night passed quickly.

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There was a little bit of dew in the morning, and the relatively warm weather made the guards feel happy involuntarily.

In Meng Xianfeng's room.

He Tang restrained his breath, stopped practicing, took care of Meng Xianfeng who was still asleep, and fell into his own thoughts.

The person who fell next to Meng Xianfeng last night, He Tang can be sure, this person is the time traveler.

With the kind of undisguised excitement hidden in his eyes, a little guilty conscience, and a strange firmness, coupled with the fact that "invite you to dinner" is not a commonly used term in this era, He Tang guessed that this person is a time traveler.

The reason why he was sure was the embarrassment and determination in that person's eyes after he and Meng Xianfeng left, He Tang was sure that he was the time traveler.And the body used by the traverser is still a body called "

For Xu Liangye, He Tang remembered that in the information about Ye Rongyi he had seen before, Xu Liangye was still He Tang's friend, but a few days ago, Xu Liangye and Ye Rongyi had a falling out.

This is not something the honest and honest Xu Liangye would do.

He Tang finally determined a mission goal, which must be watched all the time. At this moment, Meng Xianfeng woke up leisurely.

"How do you feel? Mister, drink some water first?" He Tang quickly poured water and handed it to Meng Xianfeng's lips.

Meng Xianfeng took a few glances at He Tang, then drank the water in the glass with He Tang's hand, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

He Tang put down the water glass in his hand, watched Meng Xianfeng get up, put on his clothes and walk out of the room calmly.

"Sir, you should go to the hospital, otherwise your body..." He Tang chased after him and said.

"I'll go." Meng Xianfeng didn't know what kind of emotion he felt for He Tang's concern. To him, this kind of concern might just be a kind of urging He Tang to achieve his goal, but he didn't feel much anger in his heart.

Meng Xianfeng felt that he had become a little strange since seeing the actor.

But he is still Meng Xianfeng, isn't he.

The marriage between the Ye family and the Meng family is coming soon. During this period, Meng Xianfeng was pardoned and ordered to prepare for the wedding. The old man's persecution and the commander's ulterior motives made Meng Xianfeng's depression more and more serious.

He Tang didn't know what he was doing recently, he could still see a ghost body in the morning, but he didn't even see a shadow at night.

Ye Rongyi silently looked at the bridal gown that the eldest lady had ordered for him, feeling aggrieved in her heart.

After the people around him dispersed, Ye Rongyi finally couldn't help throwing off the dazzling and delicate red silk bridal gown, and swept the things on the table, making a frightening noise.

Knowing Ye Rongyi's current state, the eldest lady took a sip of tea leisurely, and said leisurely: "I know this kid is not very scheming, and he can't help his temper so quickly. Hmph, he still wants to fight with me, dreaming, "

The eldest lady wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, smiling sullenly.

It was still the Bell and Drum Tower twenty miles away.

He Tang strolled from the first floor to the attic, and then from the attic to the backyard. The kraft papers were still the same as before, and He Tang put them back after reading them.

He had read what was written on the kraft paper a long time ago, and only then did he realize that he and the Meng family still had some connections.

Li Fan has lived and died for more than 40 years, but he doesn't remember what happened to him at all, and he doesn't even know why he died. For a soul that can survive for so long because of obsession, how can it be easily forgotten?

The kraft paper recorded Li Fansheng's general life, so it is also known that when Li Fan was alive, he was related to the Meng family.

According to the cause and effect of reincarnation, Meng Xianfeng can be regarded as the reincarnation of the original Meng family.

He Tang sighed lightly.

Ever since he came to this novel world, he has had unusual entanglements with members of the Meng family.

He Tang found the little red bodhi seed in the warehouse. The watch on his wrist has been lost since he came to this world. He thought it would be a bracelet, but he didn't expect it to be abandoned in the warehouse. the Bodhi.

After bringing Bodhi, He Tang saw the favorability of these people now.

[Favourability hint:

Meng Xianfeng: 59%

Ye Rongyi: 10%

Xu Liangye: -5%

Mr. Meng: 5%]

So far, only Meng Xianfeng has the highest favorability.

He Tang went out of the Bell and Drum Tower, and arrived in front of Ye Rongyi's house. After waiting for a while, he saw Xu Liangye hiding behind Ye Rongyi's house. He Tang leaned over and heard Xu Liangye muttering.

"Really, shouldn't Meng Xianfeng come here at this time? Could it be that the plot has been spoiled because of me? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have fallen out with Ye Rongyi. Really... It seems that I still have to find a way to find Meng Xianfeng. If I tell him about the crisis, Meng Xianfeng will definitely look at me with admiration!"

He Tang, boy, if you really do this, you will definitely be killed by Meng Xianfeng, trust me.

People like Meng Xianfeng would not allow others to spy on the affairs of the Meng family, even if they were kind.

He Tang lowered his eyes slightly, in fact he is also like this, right?

Leaving Xu Liangye, He Tang was very interested in the "crisis" that Xu Liangye said. It seemed that this crisis was aimed at the Meng family, and if the time traveler could be interested in this crisis, then this so-called crisis could definitely be resolved by Meng Xianfeng Meng Jiayou has a great influence.

When He Tang returned to Meng's house, Meng Xianfeng pulled him against the wall just as he gathered his body together.

"Uh, sir, what are you doing?" He Tang asked suspiciously.

Meng Xianfeng let go of his strength slightly, and he didn't know why he wanted to imprison the actor so impulsively, he made himself a little strange.

Letting go, Meng Xianfeng asked, "Where did you go? You came back so late?"

He Tang poured a cup of tea with a smile, and said, "Just go out for a stroll, sir, do you need me?"

Meng Xianfeng paused, and said, "I have found some clues about your life experience."

"Really? Thank you, sir! Then, can you tell me now?" He Tang looked at Meng Xianfeng happily. He thought it would take some time for Meng Xianfeng to investigate the matter of these decades, but he didn't expect that less than one month, there are some clues.

Meng Xianfeng let out a clear cough, and waved a little while the pressure all over his body subsided: "Come here."

He Tang floated to Meng Xianfeng's side, reached out and picked up the paper on the table.

Li Fansheng, an actor 46 years ago, was still considered a role in Xilai's troupe, and the "Farewell My Concubine" he often sang was the most favorite part of others.

Others are unclear, but what is more meaningful is that it is recorded that this actor once went missing for a while, and after returning, he never sang Farewell My Concubine again.

"Do you remember, why did you get lost?" Meng Xianfeng asked after holding back.

For what on earth is this man not singing his favorite parts anymore?

He Tang shook his head, laughed a few times and said, "I only remember that I am Li Fansheng, what else do I remember? I am already very happy that Mr. can find out these things, and I don't need Mr. to worry about the rest. It will be done."

Meng Xianfeng lowered his eyebrows, looked down at He Tang, a strong pressure hit He Tang, the actor's face seemed to be paler, and he took a step back.

This was the first time Meng Xianfeng saw what seemed to be fear from the actor.

But it made him more irritable.

"Are you hiding from me?" Meng Xianfeng restrained his breath and asked with his hands behind his back.

He Tang forced a smile, damn it spent a lot of ghost power to find Bodhi, who would have thought that he would not be able to withstand Meng Xianfeng's aura.

"No, sir, I think too much. I just suffered some injuries to my soul, and it's hard to resist the evil spirit on my body. Don't you know, sir, that evil spirit can hurt the soul?"

He Tang's slender fingertips rubbed his forehead, Meng Xianfeng took a step back, looked at He Tang involuntarily and said, "Then stay away from me."

It was difficult to hear his hidden worries in his serious voice, He Tang waved his hands and went back to the room.

Meng Xianfeng looked at the paper on the table that recorded He Tang's vague experiences, and went out with a snort.

In the next few days, He Tang still left early and returned late, Meng Xianfeng didn't ask He Tang no matter how worried he was, until the few days when he was about to get married, Meng Xianfeng saw He Tang here.

The opera costume on the actor's body also disappeared, but a dark blue long gown, which looked a lot more bookish and abscessed, and it also lost the occasional charm of the actor when he dressed up.

Only when Meng Xianfeng came to his senses did he realize that he had always remembered the actor's every frown and smile.

"What are you thinking, sir?" He Tang talked for a while and found that Meng Xianfeng was distracted. It was the first time he saw this man who usually looked cold and severe.