What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

"If you dare to cross, I dare to drink, come." Shu Xingmi smiled and held Han Xi's wrist.

"..."

Han Xi trembled all over, and nearly dropped the porridge bowl.

Are all the men in Shichun Pavilion so unrestrained?

He just said casually that he wanted Shu Xingmi to drink the porridge, but he didn't hesitate at all and went up to the man.

"What, you have a wife?" Shu Xingmi took the opportunity to inquire about Han Xi's relationship status.

Han Xi shook his head in a daze: "No, I can't... drink mouth to mouth..."

He was confused by Shu Xingmi's attitude.

"You said you wanted to cross." Shu Xingmi had an innocent face, his eyes were as clean as those fished out of a stream in early spring, and he tilted his head slightly: "Are you afraid?"

"I'm just kidding, men and women can't kiss each other." Han Xi was really scared. Since he was born, he has been molested by women a lot, but this is the first time he has been molested by a man. He has an indescribable feeling, like a The fluffy white catkins rub against the atrium.

Han Xi bowed his head silently, like a large dog with drooping ears and tail, those who didn't know thought he was sulking, but he was actually shy, but he didn't want Shu Xingmi to see that he was shy, so he could only pretend to be calm , to conceal emotions.

Seeing Han Xi's suddenly hopeless appearance, Shu Xingmi liked it even more in his heart. He didn't bother, took the porridge bowl, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Han Xi's lips: "Drink it up."

Han Xi drank it obediently, swallowed it and said, "It's not poisonous, drink it."

Shu Xingmi gave him a few more spoonfuls, and then he drank it himself. After drinking, he took out a small jade-colored porcelain bottle the size of a thumb from his bosom, poured out a brown pill from the bottle and ate it.

"What?" Han Xi revealed a curious look.

"The antidote." Shu Xingmi told him straightforwardly: "This medicine can cure all kinds of poisons, even if you add ingredients to the porridge, I won't be tricked."

"Grandpa really loves you." Han Xi smiled knowingly, Shu Xingmi is the proud disciple of Grandpa Shichun Pavilion, and also his confidant, this medicine pill is extremely rare, it must be a gift from Grandpa.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

"The medicine should be ready, I'll go down and get it."

"Thank you."

Han Xi brought the medicine, as usual, he took two sips before giving it to Shu Xingmi.

"By the way, how did you and grandfather... know each other?" Han Xi asked casually.

Shu Xingmi looked at Han Xi: "Want to find out about me?"

"Where is it, just ask if you have nothing to do." Han Xi smiled, "Let's talk, I like listening to stories the most, don't worry, I will never spread them."

Shu Xingmi hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Han Xi, after all, he wants to get along with Han Xi, and it is necessary to get to know each other step by step and gain trust.

"I was a beggar when I was young," Shu Xingmi scooped up the ink-colored medicinal soup with a spoon, his face was reflected in the bowl. The little beggar who begged along the street has now grown into a handsome young man: "I was in the Yuyingtang I didn’t know who my parents were, and then the Foundling Hall was closed, and many children were abandoned on the side of the road. Other children and I went to the streets to beg for food, and occasionally we were hired to work.”

A sudden pain in the chest.

He was also a beggar when he was a child, Shu Xingmi's words brought back memories of his childhood, and those memories often appeared in his nightmares.

"One winter, my grandpa's car and sedan passed by, and a group of little beggars surrounded the sedan chair to beg for grandpa. I went too. The other little beggars were very good at talking, and they said auspicious words while reaching out for money. Please do me a favor. Well, the rich and the rich make money every day... I didn’t say anything at that time, I just stood there with my hands outstretched. In fact, I have never been very good at begging. Every little beggar bought a big white steamed bun, but he didn't buy it for me." When Shu Xingmi talked about this memory, the taste of the medicinal soup in his mouth seemed to be much weaker.

"and after?"

"Everyone else ate steamed buns, so I sat silently in a corner in a daze. I was already dizzy from hunger, and I didn't even have the strength to stand up." Shu Xingmi said calmly: "Then, grandfather walked In front of me, he asked me if I was hungry. When I said I was hungry, he was a little surprised. It turned out that he always thought I was dumb. After he found out that I could talk, he asked me to go with him and said he would buy me delicious food. I didn’t Think about it, stand up and follow him, if I don’t follow him, I will probably starve to death on the street.”

Han Xi understood that feeling of despair.

"Grandfather took me back to Picking Spring Pavilion and washed me from head to toe before he found out that I was a boy. Grandfather said he regretted it a little bit." Shu Xingmi lowered his eyes and smiled: "He thought I was a girl so he brought me When he came back, he wanted to cultivate more beautiful female killers. Since I am a boy, I can only make mistakes. That day, I ate the first full meal in my life at Shichun Pavilion. After eating, I cried. I have never eaten I had so many good things. After the meal, my grandfather asked me if I wanted to follow him. I did not hesitate to worship my grandfather as my teacher. I changed from a beggar to a killer. I don’t know which one is more glorious, but when As a killer, I can eat enough to eat, although I don't have to eat the next meal, but at least I don't have to kneel and beg for people. Until now, I have never regretted the choice back then."

"It's not easy." Han Xi poured a cup of tea, walked to the bedside and touched Shu Xingmi's medicine bowl lightly: "It's done."

Shu Xingmi drank the medicine with his neck up, frowning slightly, the soup was so bitter that his nose was sore from choking, and even his throat was so bitter.

"Tell me for a long time, how about you? How did you get into Caiqiu Hall?" Shu Xingmi put down his bowl, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Han Xi's eyes froze, and his eyes seemed to deepen a bit: "Me?" His smile was mysterious and sad: "The Caiqiu Hall is not as 'charitable' as the Shichun Pavilion. It is difficult to enter the Caiqiu Hall. Difficult, easy to say..." He looked up at Shu Xingmi: "Just kill someone."

"When did you join?"

"Seven years old." Han Xi said calmly: "It should be a little older than you."

Shu Xingmi felt as if a cold snake had drilled out of his heart, and every snake scale shone with a dangerous and coquettish light.

He murdered at the age of seven...?Who did you kill?

Manslaughter, or premeditated killing?

What drives a seven-year-old to kill?

Shu Xingmi wanted to ask again, but Han Xi's expression obviously didn't want to say more, this was an unspeakable past for him.

"Is the stomach better?" The cold breath didn't linger in the residual memory for too long, he turned to ask about Shu Xingmi's physical condition.

"It's much better." Shu Xingmi felt the warmth in his stomach, and he could get out of bed and walk around. He put on his shoes: "Did the third master say when to leave?"

"Oh, there is a friend of the third master here. He is going to meet him and he will leave in the afternoon. You just have a rest."

Han Xi smiled, this smile made Shu Xingmi feel a little strange, as if the man who showed a stern expression just now was not him, but another Han Xi.

After lunch, Mr. Fu asked Shu Xingmi to talk to him in his room.

When Shu Xingmi came to the room, the servant helped him to sit on the wooden pier, poured tea for him and Mr. Fu, and then withdrew.

Third Master Fu didn't dare to get too close to Shu Xingmi, after all, he still wanted to live for two more days, so he sat opposite Shu Xingmi, and moved the wooden pier a little farther, closer to the door, so that he could escape at any time.

Shu Xingmi had a good time, and Fu Sanye felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if the person sitting opposite him was not a man in blue shirt, but a thunderbolt that was about to explode at any time.

"I heard that Mr. Wu is ill. Is he feeling better now?" Mr. Fu smirked.

"Thanks to the third master, it's much better." Shu Xingmi bowed his head slightly to salute, "I'm not a young master, but just a servant. It's fine for the third master to call me Wu Zhu."

"No need to be too polite, no need to be too polite, hehe, Mr. Wu is a servant of Qi Yuan's family in Wanzhou. When the caravan arrives in Wanzhou, I will definitely send you to Qi's house safely. Please rest assured, Mr. Wu."

"So, thank you, Third Master."

Fu Sanye pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "By the way, I would venture to ask, how much is the monthly salary for a young master with such a face to be a servant in the Qi family?"

"It's only a penny." Shu Xingmi forced a smile, "After I got an eye disease, I couldn't do much work. The master didn't abandon me. It's the kindness of the master. This money and silver is already a gift from the master."

Third Master Fu sighed, and shook his head: "You are truly a talented person. If you come to my house to do something, you will receive a tael of silver per month, and there will be rewards during festivals. What do you think?"

Shu Xingmi was overjoyed, and Mr. Fu invited him to live at home. He would be able to complete the tasks assigned by his grandfather and meet Han Xi frequently.

"It's better for the third master to think about it carefully. I can't look at it. I'm afraid I can't serve the third master well."

Shu Xingmi definitely wanted to enter Fu's house, but if Mr. Fu had just offered him an olive branch, he would immediately accept it, which would seem a little fake, so it would be more natural to welcome him if he wanted to refuse.

Third Master Fu said with a smile on his face again: "Young Master, don't underestimate yourself. I heard that your voice is clear and clear, so it must be a good material for playing and singing. I have a good musician in my house. When the time comes, I will teach you, and you will definitely become a blockbuster."

Shu Xingmi pretended to think for a moment, stood up and bowed to the third master: "Thank you for the kindness of the third master, I would like to follow the third master."

"Okay, okay, just pack up and go home with me."

The third master smiled and helped him up, but he was just a virtual support, not daring to touch him, as if Shu Xingmi had thorns on his body.

After Shu Xingmi returned to his room, he walked into Mr. Fu's room with a cold breath. Mr. Fu was leaning on the bedpost to wipe his sweat.

"Seeing how cowardly you are," Han Xi smiled: "He promised to leave with us, and we will get along with each other every day in the future, what are you afraid of?"

"I dare say he is here to kill me, not you, of course you are not afraid," Mr. Fu muttered dissatisfiedly: "When will you stab him to death with a needle? Don't wait until he kills me before you start." .”

"Don't worry, I know it well." Han Xi patted Fu Sanye on the shoulder.

The author has something to say: Shu Xingmi: I heard you know it well?What number?

Cold breath: 520.

Shu Xingmi: Well, I have a strong desire to survive.