Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

The sun is rising, and the sun is shining.

On a new day, the station of Yuncha Village welcomes a new batch of passengers.

Since the passage of the train, the lives of the villagers here have also undergone great changes.Many people no longer only make a living by picking tea. Even the elderly who are physically weak can carry cloth bags and sell some snacks near the station. While killing time, they can also increase some income for the family.

What they like to do most when the train is not coming is to discuss the passengers who got off the previous train.These passengers were of all kinds, and they were all kinds of people, but most of them were businessmen from all over Daliang. Many old people also liked to identify their hometowns by their faces and accents, and then made bets with each other. If they guessed wrong, they would treat each other to a drink.

There were quite a few passengers arriving at the station today, seven of them in total. Looking at a man with a broad face, thick ears, thick ears and slender eyes, an old man immediately said, "This is from Xuanlu! I don't think he looks like that." Absolutely impossible to admit wrong."

It is rare that other people did not disagree with him, because the land of Xuanlu is close to the southwestern border of Daliang, and it is the territory under the jurisdiction of King Qi County. The ancestors there often intermarried with other races, and their appearance is very distinctive. can recognize.

Unexpectedly, after hearing the old man's words, the man immediately showed a nervous expression, and denied it flatly: "I am not from Xuanlu! I am born with this appearance, so don't talk nonsense!"

"How is it possible?" The old man didn't believe it, but the other party covered his face with a cloth and strode away, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

Seeing this, the old man could only stare at his back, helplessly.But he still murmured incredulously: "How could this appearance not be from Xuanlu? How could it be possible?"

In fact, this person is indeed from Xuanlu, not only that, but also sent by King Qi County to seek revenge.But the "popular face", which is inconspicuous in Xuanlu, suddenly became an obvious sign around Daliang City. He had no choice but to wrap his whole head tightly with a black cloth, Hope to finish the task and leave here soon.

However, such a dress is conspicuous enough in Yuncha Village.Liu Xiaoya, who had just sneaked away from the field and was going to look for Ye Dongfeng, was stunned when she saw him, and she was only able to react when she was stared at by the man—last time Master told her that if she saw Ye Dongfeng in the village Anyone who is suspicious will tell him immediately, if this is not suspicious, who else is suspicious?

Liu Xiaoya was so excited that her heart was pounding, and she ran away while the man was looking for his way in the village.

"Master!"

Ye Dongfeng could hear the little girl calling himself from a distance. He still kept his upper body naked today, using Qiao Jing to borrow his own hammer to repair the fence that hadn't been repaired for almost a week.

It's a pity that no matter how good Ye Dongfeng's figure is, Qiao Jing, who lives next to him, doesn't go out, and doesn't bother to look at him when he goes out.

As for Xiao Er... well, they are all old people, let's forget it.

But today Ye Dongfeng is purely because the work is too hot, and he has no other thoughts.When he saw Liu Xiaoya's flushed face and shining eyes, he already understood most of it: "Why, did you see a suspicious person?"

Liu Xiaoya nodded again and again, and danced and gestured: "Yes! He is a short man, with a black cloth covering his face, small eyes, but fierce eyes, and his body is still bulging. I don't know what he is carrying. I think he will soon Come along that way!"

Ye Dongfeng said "Oh". To be honest, because he had expected it, he couldn't be interested in dealing with the assassin sent by King Qi.But he still praised Liu Xiaoya: "Yes, you are very observant. You can go back today, and come to me tomorrow, and I will teach you a great skill."

"really?"

Liu Xiaoya was so happy that she almost jumped three feet high, but soon she became worried: "But Master, that man must have a knife, and maybe he also brought a firecracker. Can you beat him by yourself?"

Ye Dongfeng coughed and slapped her on the forehead: "What are you talking about, I'm your master!"

Liu Xiaoya laughed, and raised her hand to Qiao Jing who came out of the house not far away, and said hello loudly: "Sir—remember to help Master later! I'll slip away first!"

"This little girl." Ye Dongfeng cursed with a smile, turned his head and said to Qiao Jing, who had a confused face, "Don't listen to her, stay in the room later, no matter what happens, don't go out, do you hear me? "

Originally, Qiao Jing, who was too lazy to pay attention to Ye Dongfeng's appearance because of his appearance, was too lazy to pay attention to him. After hearing his serious instructions in this playful torture, his brows were deeply frowned: "What happened?"

"It's nothing," Ye Dongfeng said lightly, "There is an unwelcome guest coming, you don't have to worry."

He picked up the hammer and hammered a nail he had just put down into the stake, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Actually, it's okay for you to worry about me, after all—"

Before Ye Dongfeng could finish speaking, Qiao Jing closed the door with a bang.

Ye Dongfeng: "..."

Ah, so cold.

He swung the hammer angrily, mistaking the nail for the assassin and Jing Xinglan's stinky face, and hammered it down viciously.

But because of too much force, there was only a "bang", and the newly repaired fence fell down again.

Ye Dongfeng let out a "tsk" and continued to repair impatiently. Just as he was about to put down the hammer, a black cold cylinder was pressed against his forehead.

"I'm sorry," the masked man said sullenly, "The man told me that no witnesses should be around when doing business, and there is no insurance for a living person. I can only make you a dead person."

"What about that one? Just say it's the King of Qi County." Ye Dongfeng straightened up and sighed, "I said that Lord Jing is unreliable in his work. Xiao Er came all the way from his territory, but Everyone who lives in a small village near Daliang City finds it strange that he didn't even think about covering it up... Now it's all right, if I didn't come forward to help him, he would have been a widow directly."

"Who do you say is a widow?"

Jing Xinglan came out of the room, looked in Ye Dongfeng's direction with his hands behind his back, and asked in a cold tone.

At the moment when he came out of Qiao Jing's room, it is no exaggeration to say that the expressions of Ye Dongfeng and the assassin were exactly the same dull.

"Why are you here?" "When did you come back!?"

The two shouted almost at the same time.Ye Dongfeng was fine, but the assassin's face turned pale in an instant, and the firecracker in his hand turned immediately, tremblingly aimed at Jing Xinglan standing in the courtyard.

"Just this morning."

Jing Xinglan pulled the corners of his lips indifferently, and he directly ignored the frightened assassin over there, staring at Ye Dongfeng without any warmth in his eyes: "Just when you are not wearing clothes, you are looking at the peacock at Qiao early in the morning. When you turn on the screen, guess where I am?"

If it wasn't for worrying about the assassins lurking all around, he thought with a sneer, he would be the first to kill Ye Dongfeng!

Ye Dongfeng said embarrassingly: "It's too much to say that the peacock is open, and who doesn't wear clothes? I just took off my upper body because I think it's too hot... Who knew you were at home." His last sentence was very vague, but the scene Xing Lan still heard it.

The man sneered, and there were two murderous looks in his eyes: "If I'm not at home, are you going to take off your lower body?"

Qiao Jing couldn't listen anymore—you two, do you still remember that there was an assassin holding a firecracker over there?

"Let's get down to business first." He said tactfully.

Jing Xinglan gave him a comforting smile, but when she looked at Ye Dongfeng, her expression changed instantly, and she asked coldly, "Are you coming or am I?"

"No need to trouble yourself." Ye Dongfeng said.

When the assassin wanted to kill Jing Xinglan first regardless, he hit the opponent's chin with a hammer with his backhand, directly flying the assassin several meters away, and fell to the ground in convulsions. After a few breaths, he stopped moving. From the looks of it, even if he didn't die, he probably would end up with a severe concussion.

Jing Xinglan frowned tightly. He quickly covered Qiao Jing's eyes when Ye Dongfeng made a move. Now he couldn't help asking, "Can't you choose a less bloody method?"

"I'm sorry," Ye Dongfeng said sincerely, "Because I originally planned to protect Qiao Jing, but now I am saving you, and I still take the initiative. This makes me very uncomfortable."

Jing Xinglan looked at him wordlessly, but he could understand Ye Dongfeng's feeling as if he had eaten a fly, because it would be the same for him.So he didn't say much, but asked the hidden guards in ambush to quickly drag the assassin down, and the blood on the scene was also cleaned up.

"Forget that I owe you a favor," the man said lightly. Although he hates Ye Dongfeng, he still has to admit it, not to mention that the other party has stayed in Yuncha Village for so many days because of Qiao Jing. , now that I'm back, let's move out as soon as possible, and play wherever you like." When he mentioned this matter, his tone immediately changed from business-like to endless disgust.

Ye Dongfeng stared at him and suddenly smiled.

"Oh, I hammered nails and hammered people just now, and my mouth is a little dry," he said slowly in a slow and exaggerated tone, his eyes fixed on Qiao Jing, "I suddenly want to drink water, what do you say? what to do?"

Qiao Jing: "..."

Jing Xinglan didn't know why, so he taunted: "If you want to drink water, you can pour it yourself. Why, do you still need to go to someone else's house to ask for water?"

Ye Dongfeng deliberately said: "Yes, I just don't know, is there anyone willing to pour it for me?"

The corner of Jing Xinglan's mouth twitched, and he said to Qiao Jing: "Don't pay attention to him, let's go back——you really gave him a drink!!??"

His eyes widened, his face was pale, and his pupils trembled, as if he had been mercilessly backstabbed by his beloved.

But in fact, Qiao Jing just walked back into the house, brought out two glasses of water in silence, handed one to Ye Dongfeng, and stuffed the other into Jing Xinglan's hand, and manually closed the fingers of the man who was struck by lightning. It can be called a one-stop service when it is delivered to the mouth.

The black-haired young man looked calm, but there was a trace of imperceptible fatigue in his eyes.Probably because of tiredness.

"Drink," he sighed, "I'll pour you more than he does."