Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

Yan Wujiu looked at the monk outside the door and stood there silently for a moment, then stepped aside and said in a gentle and restrained voice, "Young monk's hands are dirty, you can't touch Lord Tanyue."

"Huh?" Yan Wujiu responded inexplicably, blinking his eyes, extremely innocent.

The person outside the door paused, this time without saying anything, took off the monk's robe and wrapped his hands, walked in and held Yan Wujiu's hand, and said softly: "Let's go."

Yan Wujiu was led away like a lost mentally handicapped child, walked to the river, looked at himself reflected in the water and the monk beside him with quiet brows and asceticism, and finally realized that something was wrong.

It should be that just after he pressed the holy monk beside the dead man to kiss him, the gun went off, and the holy monk even broke the Buddhist beads in excitement.

This scene was too dark and shameless, which aroused the shame of the holy monk, which made the current one so ascetic that he didn't even look at him.

Yan Wujiu frowned slightly, there was no sign of remorse in his eyes, instead he thought about it and found that it was really exciting, and he wanted to play again next time.

His fingers slid across the cool and clear autumn water, disturbing the reflections of the two people.

Water droplets splashed on the cheeks and eyelashes of the monk beside him, Fen Lian closed his eyes, and calmly looked sideways at Yan Wujiu.

The face with high eyebrows and slightly deep eye sockets is too indifferent and handsome for a monk, but because of the desirelessness in the black pupils, it is quiet and quiet, like a reflection from the bottom of the water, diffused by layers of cool water. shoot in reverse.

Unlike the indifferent and ruthless demon monk, even though he has no expression, he still feels gentle to the bone, but he is faintly pale and lonely.

Yan Wujiu quietly looked at Fenlian's wet face, tilted his head, and poked his face with his fingers: "Lianlian is so pretty. Since you are here, the little white rabbit I entrusted to you What? Have you sent him to Yucheng?"

Fen Lian remained motionless and asked him to poke her. Hearing this, she closed her eyes and stood up, showing no emotional fluctuations: "Come with me."

Then, Yan Wujiu saw the white and tender little Chenxi who was holding a flower pot in his arms in a nearby dwelling.

The little boy was wearing a little monk's monk's robe, his thin hair was completely gone, and there was still a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. If it weren't for the lack of ring marks on his head, he would be exactly the same as the real little novice monk.

Seeing Yan Wujiu from a distance, the eyes of the little monk sitting obediently on the tree stump suddenly lit up, those clear eyes seemed to be filled with sparkling stars, the small mouth opened when he smiled, like a baby bird So cute and dreamy.

Holding the flowerpot, she ran towards Yan Wujiu in a rattling manner, first handed the flowerpot to Fen Lian's hand, and then hugged Yan Wujiu's waist without saying a word.

Yan Wujiu picked him up, shook him slightly, and smiled with his eyes bent: "Ah, whose little monk is this, so cute."

The little monk didn't make a sound, just hugged Yan Wujiu's neck and smiled quietly with his eyes bent.

After ten days of separation, I don't know if it's because of a change of clothes, but the kid's cheeks are indeed rounder.

Yan Wujiu kissed his too fair little face: "It turns out to be the little Chenxi who is the adoptive father, let me see, it is a bit heavier. It seems that Lianlian has given you a good meal, and she is more able to raise children than Bai Xiaofeng gone."

Although the actual age is seven years old, but because he was born in the accompanying tomb and lived in darkness for two years, the child's body is much weaker than his peers, and he looks like he is only five years old at most.

After leaving Fengzhuang for the past few days, Murong Chenxi seemed to be in a much better state, although he was quiet and didn't like to talk, he had a big smile on his face, and even took the initiative to kiss Yan Wujiu's face right now.

"I miss my adoptive father, I miss my uncle." Said an immature voice.

Yan Wujiu's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled lazily: "Your uncle also misses you very much, maybe we can see him after a while."

He didn't intend to hide what those people in Fengzhuang did for this child, but it shouldn't be now, he is still too young to understand some things.

Now that Fen Lian and the child are here, Yan Wujiu's plan will be advanced, instead of taking a detour to Yucheng, he can directly choose to meet Fan Lei or Su Jianqing and go to Bianjing or Chang'an to meet the emperor.

"Didn't you go to Yucheng?"

"Going and leaving again." Fen Lian said calmly, "Some people are spying on the child related to you, so I pretended to be a little novice."

It is very eye-catching for a monk to be accompanied by an ordinary child, but it would be quite normal for a monk to be accompanied by a young novice.

"Let me do it."

Fen Lian reached out to take Murong Chenxi, holding the child in one hand and the flower pot in the other, looking relaxed.

Yan Wujiu was dressed as a fortune teller, so he could barely be considered a Taoist priest, walking with monks and Taoists, and accompanied by a young monk, he could barely be considered normal.

Fen Lian's voice was calm: "Where are you going now?"

Yan Wujiu thought for a while, in terms of distance, this place is the closest to Chang'an, so it's better to go directly to Chang'an.

Now it is the fourth day of August, and it will be the seventh day of August at the latest in Chang'an. The old emperor is still presiding over the reburial ceremony of the deposed prince in the Mausoleum of Chang'an, where he directly exposes Murong Chenxi's identity. Playing the emotional card, Murong Chenxi's first impression with the old emperor will be better.

However, the enemy also knows this, and the pursuit along the way will definitely be closer.

What's more, facing the strict defense, it is extremely difficult to get close to the emperor.The masters behind those killers, the place with the strongest power must be around the old emperor.Maybe they managed to go through many murderous opportunities, but they would be smashed before meeting the old emperor.

"Let's go to Bianjing." Fen Lian said lightly, "Look for the head master of the six doors. Although he doesn't care about it, but the six doors have a deep relationship with Li Wang's mansion. If they intervene, whether it's King Xu or his relatives, It is very difficult to attack them right in front of their eyes. Most importantly, if you make a big fuss, the emperor will come to you on his own initiative."

Yan Wujiu glanced at him, with a slight smile in his eyes, and blinked slowly: "Lian Lian is really smart, then I will listen to you."

All the way to Bianjing, Yan Wujiu took the time to send news to Fan Lei and Su Jianqing respectively.

Those two drew all the firepower head-on.

Su Jianqing took the Yayu Guard's seal letter from Yan Wujiu, pretended to be a tiger, and made a full gesture of escorting the emperor's grandson under the order of King Xu, and dispatched government forces to protect him along the way.But after all, it was positive, after three days of delay, it was discovered that they were suspected of playing an empty city plan. There was no so-called seriously injured Yan Qingdu in the heavily guarded carriage, and there was no child.

On the other hand, Fan Lei was originally walking in the underworld, his whereabouts were faintly visible and extremely devious, logically speaking, the safety was better.However, those people in the underworld naturally have more scruples when chasing and killing them.After Su Jianqing was exposed, the killer naturally believed that both Yan Qingdu and Murong Chenxi were on Fan Lei's side, and Fan Lei's place was immediately in danger.

However, in about a day or two, it will be confirmed that the target person is not with Fan Lei.

At that time, the situation will become confusing.

That mysterious enemy was no ordinary person, and soon spread false news.

On Su Jianqing's side, there are endless people bringing fake Murong Chenxi to touch porcelain, making the government question Su Jianqing's identity.

And all kinds of news on the rivers and lakes are even more clamorous. It is said that the deposed prince has no heirs at all.You said that the child was born dead, and Yan Qing found a fake one.Some people directly said that Murong Chenxi had been rescued by the remnants of the abolished prince back then, and he raised a flag to rebel somewhere.There were also those who said that Yan Qingdu and Murong Chenxi had been killed by underworld killers on the way.

Some of the news was released by the mysterious killer, while others were caused by Fan Lei.

In order to prevent Su Jianqing and Fan Lei from being surrounded by the enemy's eyeliner, Yan Wujiu communicated with them through a single line, and adjusted their layout and route at any time.

Just like now, if there is no news of Yan Qingdu around the two of them, it is time to start playing Cuju games. A group of people say that Yan Qingdu and Su Jianqing have met, and later they say that Fan Lei and Yan Qing have an appointment place to meet.

In short, it is important to distract the enemy killers and keep them confused.

However, as time goes by, Yan Wujiu's place will become more and more unsafe, and sooner or later those people will come to him.

Once one person discovers Yan Wujiu, it will be a sea of ​​swords and flames along the way.

These were already within Yan Wujiu's calculations, now with Fen Lian by his side, as long as they pass through the checkpoint to enter Bianjing, they will have a brighter future.

However, to everyone's surprise, the first person to find Yan Wujiu was not the mysterious killer, but an old acquaintance.

Faced with a group of Longlin Guards who were facing each other with blades facing each other, Yan Wujiu, who just wanted to come to the river to enjoy the breeze while Fenlian was cooking, slowly opened his eyes wide.

"Betray the Dragon Scale Guardian, to the ends of the earth, he will be killed without forgiveness!"

"I will not be pardoned immediately!"

The group of people separated, and a person came out, wearing black clothes embroidered with wolf patterns in gold silk, with a face that had been expressionless for thousands of years, and his eyes were cold and serious.The person who looked like a tree turned into a tree was the head of the Longlin Weixuan Banner, He Lanlin's number one confidant.

Under the sunlight, the stern-faced Mu Feng looked at Yan Wujiu deeply, his eyes as cold as ever.

Just like when he taught Yan Wujiu who joined the Dragon Scale Guard on the first day in He Lan Mansion, he said in a rigid voice: "As long as the members of the Dragon Scale Guard do not die, they will hunt down the traitor until the last moment. Once you join the Dragon Scale Guard, you will be a member of the Dragon Scale Guard for the rest of your life. Whatever you do, don't be a traitor."

Mu Feng paused slightly, with complicated eyes: "I warned you."

Yan Wujiu blinked slowly and smiled, just like the soft and harmless young master who was spoiled and innocent back then, his smile was half-melted sweet, sweet and brilliant.

He smiled and nodded slightly: "That's right, Mr. Mu Qi did say that. It was He Lanlin who ordered you to come and kill me? How do you know I'm here?"

Mu Feng's expression moved slightly, the illusion was that the cloud shadows in the sky were stirring the sky light: "As long as the Commander wants to know, there is a way to know."

Yan Wujiu understood, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I was so careless. I forgot that Xuan Ziqi is best at disguise, and also best at lurking and investigation. Any clues will not escape your eyes. So, Mu Feng What do you want, my lord? Fa-rectification on the spot, kill me?"

He had a long smile, calm and dignified, he didn't hear Mu Feng at all, he was in a panic of being hunted down by the whole world.

Mu Feng: "The execution of you is the responsibility of the Commander. The Dragon Scale Guards are only responsible for catching you and escorting you to the Commander."

Yan Wujiu's eyebrows and eyes were curved, his pupils like blooming flowers and spring water were full of smiles, clear and gorgeous.

He didn't make a sound, and his smile was small but wanton.Unhurriedly, with a sweet and precious voice, he said to Mu Feng: "That's really, really great."

Mu Feng's brows were serious, and the entire Dragon Scale Guard immediately became more vigilant, looking at this arrogant traitor.

The traitor Yan Wujiu smiled and shook his fingers: "Don't be nervous, I didn't mean to fight the Dragon Scale Guard, I was just too happy. Originally, I was worrying about how to go to Bianjing after all the murderous intentions. Mu Feng It is naturally my wish for my lord to escort me for a ride."

Mu Feng: "..."

The members of the Dragon Scale Guard looked at this ex-companion with a gorgeous and innocent smile, but felt extremely dangerous, like a lunatic.

Even those who met Yan Wujiu for the first time were very familiar with this traitor that everyone in Longlin Guard knew.

He impresses Young Master Cui by spending hundreds of thousands of gold, and takes the opportunity to cling to He Lanlin. On the first day he joins the Dragon Scale Guard, he makes extraordinary achievements and is promoted to three ranks in a row.

However, at the same time, it was also this person who, with the help of Long Linwei, wiped out all his enemies and offended Xu Wang, who was most likely to ascend to the rank of Ninth Five in the future.But he turned around and assassinated Cui Quan, the patriarch of the Cui family, and defected to King Xu with the evidence of King Xu's crime.Stepping on the Dragon Scale Guard, he became the number one celebrity in front of King Xu.

Then, in just one month, he was involved in the big Fengzhuang case and was hunted down by the whole world.

The almost legendary figure keeps repeating among various forces, making it impossible to guess his intentions.

Mu Feng's eyes were cold and his face was expressionless: "Do you think that if you say that, the Dragon Scale Guard will give up arresting you?"

Yan Wujiu smiled like honey mixed with poison, and his voice was sweet and cold: "How could it be? Wujiu obviously couldn't ask for it. With He Lanlin and the Cui family, Wujiu's life is of great value. Master Mu Feng, please be careful , don’t tell Wugui to die on the way.”

Mu Feng walked over with a serious face, and personally locked Yan Wujiu's outstretched hands with black iron heavy locks.

Yan Wujiu said with a low voice, with a smile: "Where is He Lanlin? What are you busy with?"

Mu Feng looked down at him, and pursed his lips: "The Dragon Scale Guard will not let a traitor go, even Lord Helan, he can't keep you from dying."

Yan Wujiu chuckled lightly, his voice was inaudible: "Master Mu Feng, you have to be careful, if there is someone from our lord in your Xuanzi flag, tell me to get away, and be careful to hit He Lanlin in the face. "

Mu Feng didn't speak this time, and looked up at Yan Wujiu coldly.

This day is the fourth day of August.

Yan Wujiu, who was captured by the Longlin Guard, heard more news that was not known in the Jianghu.

For example, the mysterious killer force that lost the whereabouts of Yan Qingdu gave up tracking Fan Lei and Su Jianqing, and divided their troops into two groups to guard the last road leading to Chang'an Imperial Mausoleum and Bianjing, waiting for Yan Qingdu and Murong Chenxi to show up .

At the same time, news of the closure of the village reached the ears of the old emperor, and Long Yan was furious, ordering that Murong Chenxi must be brought to him safely.

And Xu Wang, at the same time, bears the reputation of benevolence and morality for secretly investigating and protecting Murong Chenxi, and the notoriety of plotting to blow up the accompanying tomb and killing the orphan of the deposed prince.

Among them, the only witness protecting Murong Chenxi is Yan Qingdu.However, those who intend to blow up the accompanying tomb and rebel in Fengzhuang are all from King Xu's subordinates, and there is no denying it.

All of a sudden, Xu Wang was in a situation of ice and fire, and everyone looked at him sideways.

Originally, Yan Qing was a member of King Xu, so King Xu should be fully responsible for the rescue.However, because of the Fengzhuang rebellion, this matter had to be passed over King Xu and handed over to Deputy Prime Minister Wu who was more trusted by the emperor.In other words, Concubine Yun's uncle.

Hearing this news, Prince Xu, who was confined to the royal mansion, suddenly couldn't stop laughing: "It's actually the Cui family. Father, do you want Murong Zhao's son to live, or do you hate him for not dying?"