This killer is a warm man [rebirth]

Before the imperial examination, Ji Han had to stay in Beishan Academy, "retreat and study", and could not go out easily, which meant that he would not see her for two months.

On the day of going to the academy, Jihan ordered the outside game.

In Ji's mansion, gifts are reciprocated, and Mo Liang sent out a can of canned food: "This thing is called canned food. It can be kept for ten days when you open it after eating." After spending more than a dozen bottles, the technology finally matured, which was considered rare in ancient times. .

Zhao Xinglin snorted coldly beside him: "Can I eat it? Don't eat it and ruin your stomach!"

Mo Liang glanced at him sideways: "Are you greedy?"

Zhao Xinglin's complexion was not good today, his face was yellow, he waited for Ji Han's carriage to go away before he supported the tree, his expression was painful, and he seemed to be fainting.

Mo Liang held him up.

Zhao Xinglin shook Mo Liang's hand and staggered towards the deserted alleyway. Mo Liang felt something was wrong and followed quickly.Zhao Xinglin was really sick, he leaned on the corner of the wall and vomited violently, and the man over 1.8 meters fell down when he saw the wind.After vomiting, Zhao Xinglin continued to walk forward, and he chose desolate roads, walking into a deserted forest.

Mo Liang felt that something was wrong: "Where are you going, if you go any further, you will be in a pile of graves!"

Zhao Xinglin leaned against the tree and said nothing, his lips were pale.

When Mo Liang touched his forehead, his hand was hot; when he touched his hand, he felt cold; when he heard the pulse on his wrist, it was fast and chaotic.It's just sick, you have to see a doctor.

Zhao Xinglin shook his head: "It's useless, ghosts are haunting me."

When people are sick and weak, hatred can't be taken care of, Zhao Xinglin told the truth, it turned out that Zhao Xinglin had dreamed of dead people for several days, and everyone laughed at how he was living in the world, and he lived so aggrievedly.At first, it was just a dream, but now he also had hallucinations during the day, Zhao Xinglin was exhausted day by day, and finally couldn't hold on today.

ghost?Don't be ridiculous, this parallel world is quite normal!Mo Liang said: "Are you going to find a wild pond and jump into it?"

Zhao Xinglin glared: "Everyone is like you, how can I die before I have revenged my revenge!"

Ambitious, Mo Liang said: "Then go back."

Zhao Xinglin remained silent.

Mo Liang said: "Could it be that you realized that it's not a ghost, but a human? So you go to places where there are no people to lure those people? ——This trick is simply courting death. The more you do this, the more you have to go to places where there are many people."

"Yes, I don't believe in ghosts and gods."

Zhao Xinglin was really unlucky, he always looked miserable in front of Mo Liang, and let down that kingly face in vain.Mo Liang didn't like to meddle in other people's business, but after all that time he carried Zhao Xinglin and rolled downhill to get rid of the suspicion of murder. He owed him a favor.

In ancient times, the folk customs were simple and honest, and this family was not vigilant at all.

Zhao Xinglin took out a handful of medicine from his bosom: "I accidentally caught a cold, please boil it into a medicine soup."

After the medicine was boiled, Zhao Xinglin drank it all in one gulp, vomited it up again, and passed out directly after vomiting.Only then did Mo Liang understand that Zhao Xinglin was washing his stomach by himself, and the herbs used to induce vomiting are highly poisonous, how could he be so nonsense?Don't let the poison in the stomach be removed, the person will die first.

Mo Liang borrowed this family's kitchen to stew eggs, boil ginger soup, cook pumpkin and millet porridge, and feed some to Zhao Xinglin every half an hour.Zhao Xinglin didn't want to eat it, so Mo Liang stuffed the spoon into his mouth and forced him to eat it.

When he regained consciousness, Mo Liang asked him what he likes to eat, and Zhao Xinglin replied: "It's bland in the mouth, let's have something spicy and tasty."

"You don't want your stomach anymore? It's light!"

"Tofu with shallots."

"..." Well, I still don't want my stomach anymore.

It was cold in December. This is ancient times. There is no heating, no air conditioning, no stove, and the quilt is so cold.In the middle of the night, Zhao Xinglin shrank into a ball, his whole body was cold.In the TV series, there was a plot of stripping and warming each other, but Mo Liang didn't follow suit. He didn't want to see those murderous eyes.Mo Liang ran to the kitchen and burned a tub of water to warm Zhao Xinglin's feet, and rubbed Yongquan acupoint along the way.

The next day, Mo Liang dozed off and Zhao Xinglin woke up: "Hungry!"

I'm your enemy, can you be a little more vigilant?Can you have a little backbone?Now you are eating the food you came from, you know, Mo Liang handed the millet porridge, and accidentally said what was in his heart.

"Who caused me to be like this! You should be my boss!" Zhao Xinglin looked disdainful.

"Hehe! I can leave now if I want to!"

"You go!"

Mo Liang put the eggs on the table, turned and left.Don't you just owe me a favor, and you can repay it later, anyway, this guy doesn't know what is good or bad—it's been two months since the "rolling downhill with hugging" thing, why Zhao Xinglin hasn't figured it out, it was impossible for him at that time escaped.After the calculation, I blame myself for completely extinguishing that dying spark with a scoop of cold water.

Mo Liang stood at the corner with arms folded, feeling a headache.

After a while, Zhao Xinglin came out and asked the host: "That friend of mine is gone?"

The host raised the knife in his hand, and split the dry wood into two halves: "Just now I saw a black shadow flash past, could it be your friend?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xinglin covered his mouth with his hands and coughed dozens of times. The host threw the ax away and hurried over to inquire about the situation. Zhao Xinglin waved his hands, angry and sad, and said for a long time: "It's ugly like that!" People, I can't tame them."

No loss!Save you purely blind!What does it mean to be unruly?Have you tamed it?Who cares about you every day?

Mo Liang put the steamed egg on the table for a meal: "Eat!"

After gastric lavage, vomiting, and two days of recuperation, Zhao Xinglin no longer had hallucinations, and it became more and more certain that someone had poisoned him.He lay on the bed, thinking about what he had done recently and who he had been in contact with.

"Think about it slowly, I have to go back to Nanfeng Pavilion." This month's monthly money is gone again, maybe I have to be beaten when I go back.

"En." Zhao Xinglin didn't even lift his eyelids.

Once a person recovers, he will be so stubborn again, although he is still not energetic enough.Mo Liang paused for a while, and felt that he had to say something: "There is a saying in the movie, which is very good: When life is unsatisfactory, it is a long vacation given by God. At this time, you should enjoy the vacation. When the vacation suddenly ends one day, Times come and go, and life really begins.”

Zhao Xinglin raised his eyes and was silent for a while: "What is a movie? What is a long vacation?"

Three-year generation gap!

Mo Liang and Zhao Xinglin are separated by a galaxy!

But at this moment, there was a ding dong, and the system's graceful voice sounded: "The target Zhao Xinglin's affinity has soared, and the host's face value has increased by [-] points."

Fifteen o'clock!After leaving Ji Han's explosive gold mine, Zhao Xinglin's explosive gold mine came again, but this gold mine is a bit hot to handle.Mo Liang touched his face, it was still so bumpy and uneven.

The two walked back one after the other, and Zhao Xinglin said meanly, "If Ji Han is ill, you must be so distressed that you want to carry him."

"It's not just the back, I have to hug him flesh and blood."

"Shameless. Down. Flow. Embryo."

Whoever is shameless is obscene, the person who picks this kind of words first is the cheapest, Mo Liang walks briskly.He has to go back quickly, because the outside game was only yesterday, and he "escaped" today, and he and his followers will also be fined.Just with this kind of thought in mind, Zhao Xinglin was gone when Mo Liang came back to his senses.

Mo Liang cursed secretly, and quickly chased back.

After chasing for several hundred meters, two people appeared: Zhao Xinglin was running in front, and a man in gray was running behind.Zhao Xinglin was too weak to run away, but the man behind rushed over, and the two became entangled - a cold light flashed, and a murder weapon appeared in the man in gray's hand.

Mo Liang shouted: "Get out of the way!"

The man in gray was distracted, Zhao Xinglin pushed, got up and ran.

The man in gray still wanted to kill them all, and the knife in his hand greeted Zhao Xinglin fiercely.Mo Liang rushed up, took out his dagger and swiped, blood spurted out from the neck of the man in gray.The gray-clothed man froze, took three steps back, touched his neck, his hand was bloody, immediately showed fear, covered his neck tightly, turned around and fled.

After a while, Zhao Xinglin said: "You are so fast, I didn't see your shadow clearly, will he die?"

"I can't die, at most let out some blood." Mo Liang pulled Zhao Xinglin up, the employers had different requirements, some asked the target to be dead, some asked the target to be half-dead, and he always grasped it in place.

"That's good, we can't kill people in such a blatant manner." Zhao Xinglin suddenly showed killing intent, "At least we have to get rid of our relationship."

This man is really not merciful.

Mo Liang rinsed the dagger in the water, turned around, and saw Zhao Xinglin slowly limp on the ground, pressing his chest, his face turned pale, and said, "I seem to have been poisoned again, and I have no strength at all."

There are few tools in ancient times, and there are only a few tricks that can be used to kill someone.

Really want to stick clothes to hug, Mo Liang tried to pick up Zhao Xinglin, the weight of more than 100 jins, not light, almost hand strength - really, it doesn't look like much meat, Mo Liang has a headache and his hands are even more sore.

"You can't even hug someone, what can you do?" Zhao Xinglin said contemptuously.

"I'm sorry, I'm just bored, you can go on your own." Mo Liang simply threw it to the ground.

"The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. When is it your turn to taunt me?" Zhao Xinglin lowered his voice and looked away.

This person dares to be stubborn. At a time like this, he should hug his thighs tightly. If he doesn't hug his thighs, he must know that silence is golden, right?You are used to being pampered, can't you let go of your attitude a little bit?If it weren't for his pitiful look of pale and purple, he would have returned to Nanfeng Hall a long time ago.Mo Liang tugged at Zhao Xinglin's hair, and said jokingly, "Why didn't you say that a hairless phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken?"

"When I make a comeback, no one will be spared!"

Don't make a comeback, it's your ability to get up from the ground right now.Mo Liang poured some river water into Zhao Xinglin and told him to rest first.Not long after, a farmer came over pushing a wheelbarrow with haystacks on it. Mo Liang was overjoyed and spent a penny as a loan fee. It didn't work out, but Zhao Xinglin didn't want to.

Mo Liang was furious: "Don't be hypocritical at this time, what will happen when that person's accomplice comes back later?"

Zhao Xinglin was even more furious: "Don't you see what kind of car that was pulled?"

What can you pull?Isn't it just pulling haystacks, grain, and animal excrement?dirty?How can you not feel dirty when eating vegetables?Mo Liang crossed his hips, wishing he could kick Zhao Xinglin to death.

"If it's Jihan, will you let him get in this car?"

"Jihan has you so much hatred?"

How could Ji Han, who is like a little white sheep, be so disgusted by others?How many enemies are there!In the end, Mo Liang didn't care, lay down by the river to bask in the sun, and slept until evening.

Zhao Xinglin finally regained his strength. The two of them were silent. They walked to a place where there were people and hired a carriage to go back to Nanfeng Town. Mo Liang looked at Zhao Xinglin behind him: "What's the matter? Give money."

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☆、The tiger is smooth, a bit annoying