This killer is a warm man [rebirth]

Back at Ji Mansion, it was early in the morning, Mo Liang was lying on the bed in the guest room, remembering that Xie Shen didn't even look at the outstanding young lady, but looked at the ordinary-looking dancer several times, and he knew that this person didn't like masculinity—— It seems that he really likes Jihan's talent, noble man, how many times can he meet in a lifetime.My nobleman is Jihan, but Jihan also met the nobleman... Thinking about it, Mo Liang stared at him.

In the middle of the night, with the rustling of the wind and a strange noise, Mo Liang suddenly became alert and woke up.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, the kind of quietness where the strings were tensed, not even the sound of the guards chatting and snorting and cracking melon seeds - it was just the prelude to an accident.Mo Liang clenched the dagger tightly, got up quietly, and walked to He Yunwang's room.

As they got closer, a figure suddenly flew out from the window.

Mo Liang shouted: "Come on!"

There was a thunder in the dark night, startling everyone to wake up, and the figure ran away as soon as he heard it.Mo Liang didn't chase after him, he went straight into He Yunwang's room, and there was a smell of ecstasy in the room, he shouted: "Young Master He! He Yunwang!"

No answer, no one in bed.

The whole room is empty, isn't he there?Mo Liang quickly calmed down, listened attentively, and there was the sound of water patting.Mo Liang ran over following the sound, pulled the curtain, and a big wooden bucket was soaking a person.

Mo Liang pulled it out: It really was He Yunwang, dripping water all over his body.

Mo Liang picked him up and ran outside the house, put him on his knees, and squeezed the water out of his chest.Then he was laid flat on the ground, the only piece of obscene clothing was untied, chest compressions, artificial respiration, and a series of procedures, the guards of the Ji family finally rushed over with great momentum: "Assassin, there is Assassin!" "Here! Here! Follow me!" "Where is Mr. He? Are you okay?" "Quick! Mr. is drowning! Fire! Stove!"

He Yun moved his eyelids.

Mo Liang quickly got up and took a step back.Under his feet, he was caught by something, he looked down and saw that He Yunwang was pulling his clothes.For a long time, He Yunwang uttered a sentence from his pale lips: "You are fighting with me!"

It's not that there is a conflict, as soon as the two meet, He Yunwang will suffer.Last time I got blood all over, but this time I froze for half my life.

Talking about being guilty, Mo Liang didn't let go, so Mo Liang had no choice but to pick up He Yunwang again, put it in a wooden bucket filled with warm water, and help him take off his wet clothes. His body was warmed up, and He Yunwang's face was as white as snow. , eyes half-closed: "Seeing the water makes me sick, I want to get into bed."

Mo Liang took the quilt and wrapped him back to the house, stuffed him into the warm quilt, and was about to escape.

"You stay here, I don't worry." He Yunwang said.

Mo Liang's head twitched, his eyelids were propped up, and he sat on the edge of the bed and watched He Yun sleep.

"The hair is wet and uncomfortable." He Yunwang said again, the wet hair was almost touching the ground, dripping water, this scene seemed familiar.

Mo Liang turned her head: "Jiafu, wipe Mr. He's hair."

Jia Ding Jiafu happily ran over with a towel in his hand, professionally wiped He Yunwang's hair and massaged it professionally with his fingers.He Yunwang sighed softly, and smiled: "I counted as narrowly escaped death, and I didn't see how you were, but you wiped Jihan's wet hair all night that night."

"It's better than that? Then just lie on my lap obediently!"

"Stand out your legs obediently!"

Just kidding, the younger brother is a little white sheep, and the older brother is not sure what breed it is.

Mo Liang confused his life and took care of Zhao Xinglin and He Yunwang. One was poisoned, one was attacked, one had hallucinations and thought he had seen a ghost, and one was fainted and stuffed into a wooden barrel and almost drowned.

The result was that those two were alive and well, and Mo Liang fell down.

He tried his best to go back to Nanfeng Pavilion, no matter why Zhao Xinglin was not in the room, he got into the bed and slept in a dim light.Sleeping in the middle of the night, my throat was dry, my eyes hurt, and my mind was cloudy. Someone came in in a daze, put a cold towel on his forehead, and moved the stove to his side.As soon as the fire warmed up, he was sweating all over again. Someone unbuttoned his clothes for him, and the cool air ran in, making him feel comfortable all over.

Woke up the next day, opened his eyes, Mo Liang saw the back of his head, stretched out his hand to pat it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhao Xinglin, stay away from me, don't get infected."

Zhao Xinglin got up, rubbed his sleepy face, and touched Mo Liang's forehead: "It's much better, what did you do, you will be half dead when you come back."

The room smelled like medicine, and the medicine jar next to it was empty.

Although this reborn world is so primitive and inconvenient, it takes half a month to make a toothbrush, but the inexplicable warmth makes me linger from time to time—even if the air conditioner can be adjusted to 26°, it is still not as good as The warmth of holding hands.

Mo Liang closed her eyes and said, "Everyone has their own habits. My habit is that I don't like to explain. There are many things that I can't explain or can't explain clearly. If you want to believe me, believe everything I do."

Zhao Xinglin stopped his hands and snorted: "What nonsense are you talking about, I didn't hear clearly!"

How do you say such pretentious words? Again, I don't want to be beaten to death. Mo Liang pulled the quilt over her head, and heard the sound of busy footsteps through the cotton.

The illness recovered quickly.

The doctor was surprised: "Why did you heal before seeing a doctor? The old man looked at you, you became more and more energetic as you got sicker; you used to be skinny, but now your frame is wider than before, tsk tsk, it's strange, What is the magic formula?"

System, you don't understand!

The doctor shook the creases on his cheeks, and babbled: "Drink more water, your face is peeling off. It used to be swollen, but now you can see the cheekbones and cheekbones."

Mo Liang picked up the mirror, glanced at it, and immediately threw it away. I really don't expect King Lanling and the like, just grow back to the way it was before, man, what's wrong with being ordinary.

"If you are more diligent, you can make a thick paste of honey, egg yolk, and flour, and paste it on your face, and the acne on your face will disappear. These are plasters for promoting blood circulation and promoting muscle growth. Apply them on time." The doctor put the jar on the table On, set up a row.

"I have no money."

"The eldest son of Ji's family has already paid, let me use the most expensive and rarest medicine, you can be regarded as meeting a great benefactor." The old man shook his head, "The other's money comes from water; , it’s blood oozing; remember, don’t be polite, keep everything, there is no such shop after this village.”

"...Success! Give me a bottle of honey!" DIY a can of facial mask first, and work at sunrise, and sleep at sunset. There is no TV, no nightlife, and plenty of time.

Zhao Xinglin came back Pianpian, and slapped a bunch of horse hair on the table: "Make me a toothbrush."

Mo Liang flicked the toothbrush: "Do it yourself."

"will not!"

"No, don't brush! It stinks!" Mo Liang concentrated on sharpening the wire, the sharp weapon in the future, without ambiguity.

After being quiet for a while, Mo Liang raised his head and saw Zhao Xinglin sitting on his knees sullenly, looking at him with resentful eyes.

Mo Liang softened his hand, his eyes could speak, how did he learn this small eyes, you were a wild eagle before, how could you degenerate like this!Sure enough, he is a second-tier husband, and the benefactor has to pay the money obediently after being stared at like this?Looking good is just taking advantage!

Mo Liang sharpened the iron wire on the stone a few times and put it aside.Then he picked up the horse hair slowly, hey, I really know how to pick it, it is so even, and the softness is just right.

Zhao Xinglin sat behind him, watching with great interest.

Mo Liang's ears were hot, so he picked up the wooden strip, and slowly cut it with a dagger, bit by bit, until the wooden strip was extremely smooth.Zhao Xinglin soon got tired: How long are you going to wear this?Mo Liang answered: If you don't mind being open-mouthed, you don't have to grind.Zhao Xinglin immediately said: Let's cut for a while, it will take a long time.

After a while, Mo Liang lifted his shoulders, glanced, and his thick eyelashes scratched his face: "Sleep on the bed!"

Zhao Xinglin hummed: "Go to sleep too, it won't get better in a while."

This guy is doing well now, he wakes up and struggles. Don't expect to grind the wire until he makes this broken toothbrush.Mo Liang drilled small holes in the wood. The saber is really powerful. It is even stronger than the one bought in Switzerland. It would be better to have an electric drill. .It’s hot when you’re working, and you’re thirsty when you’re hot. Mo Liang took the cup and drank it: it’s cold and sweet, this taste...

Zhao Xinglin had a strong nasal voice: "Is it delicious? I put honey."

Your uncle!My face honey!It was midnight, and Mo Liang finished packing and went to bed, leaning on the edge of the bed, lying on his side, straight, with shoulders, body and legs not touching Zhao Xinglin as much as possible.Behind him, Zhao Xinglin murmured, "It would be nice if he looked a little more pleasing to the eye!"

Mo Liang said tentatively: "Today you just ignore me, but tomorrow I will make you unable to climb high."

Zhao Xinglin sneered: "You have to be tall before you can be called Gao Pan."

As a killer, Mo Liangai picks a target to strike while he is asleep, and makes the target go away without a sound, along with a sweet dream.So, he himself never shares a bed with others, and never leaves his body when he sleeps, all of which are professional habits.At this moment, with Zhao Xinglin beside him, Mo Liang couldn't sleep, wanted to move but was afraid of touching him, so stiff and uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xinglin was used to sleeping on the big bed, and that was called a bold and unrestrained posture, even in an X shape, and kept leaning on Mo Liang.Mo Liang dodges, dodges, moves, boom, he's on the ground.

Mo Liang was furious, and lowered his voice: "It's still crowded! Believe it or not, you can save half of the space by the way!"

Grinding teeth sounded: "Come if you have the ability! Let's see who gets fucked!"

awake?This is deliberately playing tricks to keep people from sleeping!Mo Liang pushed him against the wall, kicked his legs, straightened the quilt, and said stiffly: "Let me tell you a story. There is a man named Cao Cao. He has a problem. He doesn't like people approaching... There is a guard... You guessed it right, Cao Cao suddenly jumped up from the bed, drew his knife, blood splashed all over the bed, and then fell asleep... I also have this problem."

"Where's the knife? Hurry up and throw it away!" Zhao Xinglin grabbed it with one hand and fumbled with the side of the bed.

"Where are you touching?!"

The commotion in the middle of the night finally subsided, Zhao Xinglin distributed the quilt to Mo Liang: "Tomorrow I have a big client to meet, maybe in the capital, maybe out of the capital, maybe a day or two, maybe a month or two."

"To say it means not to say it."

"Even though... I'm still different from you, it's not that simple."

"Anyway, it's my husband." Mo Liang turned over and taunted.

"Get out! Dare to say that Mr. Xianggong has a try! If it weren't for you, my identity would not have been exposed at all!" Zhao Xinglin kicked the key point.

Mo Liang quickly grabbed that foot: "Even now, your identity has not been exposed, don't people like me, Tan Yun, shopkeeper Chai, Hall Master Xiang know about it? Oh, Ji Han knows too!"

"It's all Jihan's fault, Tanyun won't know if he doesn't talk too much."

"Don't worry, with your current attitude, whoever dares to say that you are a gentleman will be trampled to death, who will believe it! Besides, if Jihan doesn't know, Zhu Changxin will know too. If Zhu Changxin knows, Jihan will know .”

"What nonsense! Zhu Chang doesn't know!"

"Huh? Isn't he your benefactor? How could he not know your identity?" Mo Liang was surprised.

Zhao Xinglin said something, which made Mo Liang suddenly realize.

Nanfeng Pavilion has a history of 50 years and has been continuously improved, gradually forming the current three systems: Nanfeng Pavilion, Nanyu Tower, and Nanmo Pavilion.Strictly speaking, these three systems are completely independent, and none of them can control the other. The people in Nanyu Tower and Nanmo Pavilion will never admit that they have any relationship with Nanfeng Pavilion, and it is even more impossible to claim to be a gentleman——Zhao Xinglin It was an exception, because he was too rebellious, he provoked the anger of Hall Master Xiang and threw him directly to the North Chamber, and his identity could not be completely kept secret.

Nanfeng Pavilion: The first-level meeting place for the public, open for business.

Nan Yu Lou: It is not a building, but an organization. Members keep secrets from each other, each has their own identity and residence just like ordinary people, and the tasks they receive are not limited to skin and meat business.

Nanmo Pavilion: It's not a pavilion, it's still the name of the organization, and people at this level are even more mysterious.Those who can be selected as the third-level Nanmo Pavilion are themselves extremely intelligent, talented, and have outstanding conduct.Because of the high means, it is said that some members are already high-ranking officials in the dynasty.

If there is no connection between these three levels, it is to use the body as a bridge to pave the road to Qingyun.

This is obviously a highly cohesive interest group, and the person who controls it is definitely not a small guy like shopkeeper Chai, there are experts behind it.Mo Liang gasped: "Mr. Nanyulou, your benefactor Zhu Changxin..."

"Besides, I will kill you, Mr. Zhu! The purpose of getting close to Zhu Changxin is to spy on his business, and let him make decisions in favor of the employer's interests—not to mention any business."

"What is the unique mark of Nan Yu Lou? How did Ji Han guess your identity?"

Zhao Xinglin was angry: "Is he the only one in your mind? The three words are inseparable from Jihan Jihan. They all said that they should be kept secret internally and externally. If you stamp the mark, you will not call yourself!"

☆, entanglement, that matter