Qin Yao opened her eyes and transmigrated from the apocalypse into the body of an ancient peasant woman.
At home, her four step-children were crying for food.
Her good-for-nothing husba...
Chapter 674 Wusheng
At Yunlai Inn, Bai He and others were chasing the assassin.
The person who hid under her bed and made her sleep poorly all night!
At that time, she didn't want to cause any more trouble, so she didn't pull the man out from under the bed, but opened the doors and windows and let him go.
She saw his back when he left.
No wonder the figure of the person lying on the ground looked familiar.
But didn’t Bai He tell the princess that he had caught the assassin?
"interesting."
Qin Yao sat back down on the chair, looked up at the four curious Dalang brothers and sisters, and waved:
"It's getting late. Go back to your room and get some rest. Tomorrow morning, Dalang, Erlang and Sanlang will go to see Mr. Fan's private school."
The four brothers and sisters responded tactfully. They didn’t ask questions that they shouldn’t ask and didn’t look at things that they shouldn’t look at. They were all good and sensible children.
After the child was driven away, Qin Yao's expression immediately darkened. She looked at Awang and raised her chin towards the unconscious man on the ground.
Awang understood, picked up the bucket that was originally intended for washing the floor in the yard, strode into the flower hall, and poured a bucket of cold water on the man's head.
"Splash!" A bucket of water washed away the dirt on the man's body, mixed with a few traces of melted blood. The scene could not be said to be ugly, it could only be described as horrible.
Liu Ji let out a hiss and silently retreated behind his wife, looking vigilantly at the person on the ground who was whimpering and struggling and gradually waking up.
To survive so many injuries, he must be no ordinary person. If he were to explode and kill, with my wife to resist him, he would not be the first to meet the King of Hell.
As for Yin Le and Awang, Liu Ji felt that as an ordinary person he was not qualified to worry about two martial artists.
As he expected, the man struggled to sit up, looked around, and probably thought of something wrong, thinking that he might have been caught by the enemy. He suddenly became fierce, and his five fingers turned into claws to grab Awang who was closest to him.
The beast's counterattack before death was the most ferocious. The man was so fast that before Liu Ji could see clearly, he had already rushed to within less than half a meter in front of Awang, stretched out his five claws, and grabbed his neck fiercely.
Only a disdainful sneer was heard from Awang's mouth. The next second, the situation changed. Awang had captured the man in his arms, holding the man's hand with one hand and his neck with the other.
"Madam, are you going to kill him?" Awang asked impatiently.
Qin Yao shook her head. This was not the countryside. The body could only be buried in her own yard. She didn't want to dirty her new house.
Besides
"First ask him what he has done wrong, and then send him to the prefectural yamen tomorrow morning." Qin Yao signaled Awang to let the man go first.
The man relaxed for a while, as if realizing that he had made a mistake. After being released by Awang, he did not attack again.
He just retreated to the door alone, put his hand on the hidden weapon at his waist, and looked at them vigilantly.
When his eyes fell on Qin Yao, he showed a confused look. He always felt that this person was somewhat familiar, the voice was familiar, and the frightening aura was also familiar.
"You, who are you?" he tried to ask.
Qin Yao snorted and laughed, "I'm nobody, but you don't look like a good person. What do you want to do by breaking into a private house? Tell the truth!"
The man quickly glanced at the positions of several people in the hall.
There were four people in total. The scarred woman stood in the yard behind him, the cold-faced man stood on his left, and the handsome man was just a weak scholar and posed no threat.
But the woman sitting right opposite him was enough to trap him in the yard and prevent him from escaping.
Not to mention that he is now seriously injured and has long been a trapped beast in a cage.
Within just a few breaths, he had made up his mind.
Just now the lady of this family said that she would send him to the Jingzhao prefectural government at daybreak. If he could really make it to the yamen, perhaps he would still have a glimmer of hope of survival.
It was tiring to stand, so he simply sat cross-legged on the carpet and said:
"I have no name or surname. I am a young martial artist in the opera troupe of the Eastern Palace. Everyone calls me a martial artist."
Wusheng raised a little smile, "I had no intention of breaking into your house, but because I heard some secrets that should not be heard, I was wanted by the superiors. I knew that I would be dead if I fell into their hands, so I ran away. Tonight was an accident. If you want to send me to the government office in Beijing, I will not run away now that I am seriously injured. I will go with you voluntarily."
The opera singer had sharp ears and sharp eyes. He could tell that they did not have a Beijing accent, and he could also see that although this family was a low-key person, they did act in a low-key manner.
So, for them, it is better to have less trouble than more.
Sending him to the government office in Beijing was their best option.
"Is there a banquet at your house today?"
He looked at the food outside the courtyard that had not yet been cleaned up, smiled the flattering smile he used to please dignitaries in the past, and bowed:
"Please give me a bowl of rice, Madam. I have been on the run for many days and I am already starving."
Yin Le raised his eyebrows in surprise. This man was so calm that he even had the leisure to beg for food even when his life was at stake.
But the master always said that eating is the most important thing in the world, and what ordinary people want is just a meal.
"Go and collect the leftovers." Qin Yao ordered.
Yin Le nodded and turned to get the bowl.
Wusheng's eyes lit up, and when he raised his hand to thank him, he suddenly heard a faint voice from above:
"Tell me your secret and you can have as much food as you want."
Liu Ji, who was standing next to Qin Yao, was excited. Who wouldn't like to listen to the gossip in the Eastern Palace?
"My wife always keeps her word. Tell me the secret quickly and I will go to the kitchen and bring you something delicious."
Liu Ji was no longer afraid. He came to Wusheng, squatted down and told him how spicy the drunken shrimps at Tianxianglou were, how fragrant and soft the egg cake was, and how delicious the eight-treasure turtle soup was.
For a hungry person, such temptation was unintentionally fatal. Wusheng couldn't help swallowing his saliva several times, and his eyes were red with greed.
Just then Yin Le brought the food up, and Liu Ji took it, and moved it around in front of the person's nose in a mean manner, but he refused to let anyone eat it.
With Awang and others in the house suppressing him, Wusheng really didn't dare to snatch the food from his bowl, and he compromised without any psychological burden.
"This matter is of great importance. I can only tell my wife about it." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the bowl in Liu Ji's hand and he swallowed hard.
Qin Yao immediately waved, "Come over and talk."
Wusheng smiled miserably, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to move away, Madam." He was so hungry that he couldn't live without this bowl of rice.
Liu Ji clicked his tongue twice, it was really miserable. Suddenly his conscience got to him and he pinched a piece of boiled chicken and fed it to him.
"Take a bite first. I'll give you a taste of the Tianxianglou. I'm not lying to you, sir. It tastes amazing, right?"
Wu Sheng nodded wildly, "It's delicious. I've never eaten meat so delicious!"
However, when I wanted to eat it again, it was gone.
For a desperate man who is so hungry that he wants to eat human flesh, what is more terrible than being hungry is suddenly tasting the deliciousness of some food.
It felt like there were millions of ants gnawing at Wu Sheng's stomach. As soon as Qin Yao squatted down, he immediately told her all the secrets he had heard.