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Chapter 42: The Safe Way

Knowing that Ye Wushu is about to arrive in Ji Nan, Mo Xiaoqian leads the people in Yinfeng Village to rush into Ji Nan one step ahead of Ye Wushu.

Ji Nan is a beautiful place surrounded by mountains and rivers. When a group of people enter Ji Nan, they will be attracted by the people in different clothes in the city. In this way, even if they are dressed in Taoist robes, they will not look strange in the city.

Mo Xiaoqian settled them in an inn, and sent someone to guard the city gate secretly, waiting for Ye Wushu and his party to appear.

At the dinner table, Mo Xiaoqian was wolfing down his food, while the others looked worried, staring up and down at him, and finally asked in puzzlement: "Third master, don't be a fool, how are you going to go from night without a book?" Got the antidote in your hand?"

Mo Xiaoqian raised her head and gave him a white look, then continued to feast.

"Don't patronize eating! Tell us instead!"

With food stuffed in her mouth, Mo Xiaoqian said vaguely: "What are you telling me to do? Anyway, you can't help much?"

"..."

The face of the bystanders collapsed, and they murmured: "Then you have the guts to handle it yourself! You would like to, but did you fight overnight without a book?"

"Outsmart! Outsmart! How many times have I told you! It depends on Lao Tzu's wisdom to win."

"Then you're talking about how to outwit it?"

Mo Xiaoqian wiped his mouth, hiccupped without any image, and then said slowly: "Who is Ye Wushu? I can fight him with force? But in the end, he is just a reckless man. I, Mo Xiaoqian, can cut him off the horse with just a few tricks."

"You still haven't said what you want to do?"

"Say? I told you, you need to outsmart Ye Wushu."

"..."

"Whatever you like, don't wait for me anymore, you can figure it out yourself."

"What kind of temper!" Mo Xiaoqian got up and went back to the room, He Cuiyi was lying on the couch struggling with eyes closed.

"By the way, big brother should catch up even if he hunts down the dog emperor. Why is there no movement so far? Zhong Xiaoshi won't lie to me, will he?"

In the early morning of the next day, the spies from the city gate hurried back to the inn, and it turned out that Ye Wushu and his party had already arrived at Ji Nan.

"Mo Xiaoqian, the person has arrived, what do you want to do?"

Mo Xiaoqian supported her chin with her hands, pouted, and said, "All of you, let me go out for a walk."

"Are you crazy?" Everyone looked at him incredulously, "We go out in this suit? Others can't recognize him. Ye Wushu just fought us not long ago. Can he recognize him? Are you afraid that we won't be recognized? Did he find out?"

Mo Xiaoqian impatiently picked out her ears, "Stop talking nonsense, just go as soon as you are told."

A group of people went out cursing, not because they were afraid that there would be no books at night, but the current situation should not cause unnecessary troubles and further complications.

Half an hour later, a person hurried in through the window.

Mo Xiaoqian's eyes lit up when he saw it, "Is someone here?"

"Ah?" The visitor was stunned for a moment, swallowed wildly, and said out of breath, "I was discovered by Ye Wushu! He thought the Canghai flute was still in our hands, so he chased after us without saying a word. My mother, his lightness kung fu is not good enough, it took me a lot of effort to get rid of him."

After hearing this, Mo Xiaoqian slapped him on the back of the head furiously, "Are you stupid? What are you doing to throw him away? You lure him here!"

"You didn't say anything!"

"Don't you understand it yourself?"

The visitor kept complaining, and scolded Mo Xiaoqian severely in his heart, with an aggrieved expression, "Then what should we do now?"

"What can I do? Hurry up and lead the person to me...wait!" Mo Xiaoqian suddenly changed the subject, looked out the window sharply, and made a silent gesture to the person who came.

"Three masters?"

Mo Xiaoqian pointed out the window with her finger, moved her lips, and said silently: "Here comes the man."

and then?

The visitor asked with his eyes, Mo Xiaoqian signaled him to be calm, cleared his throat, and said in a moderate voice: "Have you seen the descendants of the Wugu clan?"

"I see, but he's not... Oops!" The visitor looked at Mo Xiaoqian accusingly while covering his sore calf.

"Xiao Wu, let me tell you why you don't have a long memory. He took the Canghai flute as soon as he took it. Why do you insist on taking it back? This time is good. He wanted to hurt you with Gu insects, but he accidentally hurt other people. And by accident, this person was poisoned by the Canghai flute, the key is that we have no antidote at all!"

Mo Xiaoqian blinked at Xiao Wu, "By the way, you just said, who did you meet on the street?"

Xiao Wu understood Mo Xiaoqian's intention in an instant, and said anxiously: "Ye Wushu! I wanted to go to the medical center to find a doctor to treat him, but I ran into Ye Wushu! He seems to recognize me Yes, but I've already got rid of him, so let's withdraw quickly?"

Mo Xiaoqian thought for a moment, then looked at He Cuiyi who was on the couch, "It's easy for us to leave, but what about him? If we take him with us, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave from Ye Wushu's nose."

"Third Master! Leave him alone, it's not us who hurt him anyway, we don't care about his life or death!"

As soon as the words were finished, a silver gun flew in through the window, Mo Xiaoqian and Mo Xiaoqian avoided the silver gun in an orderly manner when they heard the voice, shouted "Oops", and a figure landed lightly in the room.

"No books at night?!" Mo Xiaoqian shouted in shock, "Don't come here!"

Mo Xiaoqian grabbed He Chuiyi who was on the couch, and threatened: "If you dare to move, I will kill him! He is an innocent commoner!"

As expected, Ye Wushu stopped in his tracks, his eyes flashed past He Chuiyi, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Xiao Wu thought of something, his face turned pale immediately, he approached Mo Xiaoqian, and asked in a low voice, "Will Ye Wushu see him?"

Mo Xiaoqian's face froze. I heard that this person had stayed by the emperor's side for two years. Although Ye Wushu lived outside the pass, he couldn't guarantee that he hadn't seen He Cuiyi. How could he have forgotten such an important matter? !

Mo Xiaoqian winked at Xiao Wu, grabbed He Chuiyi and slowly retreated towards the door.

At this moment, Ye Wushu pulled out the gun that had sunk into the floor, looked at them blankly, and asked, "The Canghai flute is no longer in your hands?"

Mo Xiaoqian and Mo Xiaoqian looked at each other, "Not here anymore."

Ye Wushu nodded with a sullen face, and suddenly raised his silver gun and pointed it straight at He Cuiyi's throat. Mo Xiaoqian couldn't help breathing heavily, and asked sharply, "What do you want to do?"

"You can go," Ye Wushu shook the silver gun, "Leave him behind."

"This is between us and him, don't mind your own business," Mo Xiaoqian said.

Ye Wushu withdrew the gun pointed at He Cuiyi, "I injected the poison in the Canghai flute, it won't kill him, but it will make him sleepy all the time. Give him to me, and I can save him."

Mo Xiaoqian and Xiao Wu looked at each other, Xiao Wu nodded to him, deliberately raised his voice, and said: "The third leader, give him someone, he is an upright general, and he will never make trouble with a commoner."

Mo Xiaoqian frowned, as if she was struggling, and after a long time, she reluctantly threw He Chuiyi to Ye Wushu.

Ye Wushu didn't expect that he would throw it directly, the hand holding the gun couldn't catch He Cuiyi's body at all, so he had to use the other hand to catch He Cuiyi's body.

The warm body slammed into his arms, and there was a frowning face in his eyes. The two frowning eyebrows destroyed the smooth lines of the face. Unexpectedly, even so, this face with closed eyes still made people feel uncomfortable. His eyes lit up.

"Farewell!" Mo Xiaoqian and the two cupped their hands, and disappeared from the room in an instant.

After leaving the inn, a group of assassins from Yinfengzhai were guarding in the dark, and when they showed up, they pulled them into a corner.

"High! It's really high! It's no wonder that he is the third master, and he sent He Chuiyi into his hands without any effort!"

Mo Xiaoqian raised her head triumphantly, if there was a tail behind her, it might be up to the sky.

"Of course, it has been said that we must outsmart."

Xiao Wu asked anxiously: "What will we do after that? Don't forget that the Canghaidi is still hidden in He Chuiyi's clothes. If he is found, he will die! Even if the Canghaidi is not found, what will happen?" What if Chuiyi reveals his identity after waking up? Luozhou City still has his portrait, what if Ye Wushu brings him back to the capital for treatment?"

Mo Xiaoqian was suddenly splashed with cold water on Xingxing's head, his expression naturally couldn't be better, "I've done my best, and it depends on his own fate."

Xiao Wu sighed, "The boss even used the tiger whistle for him."

"What can I do then? Can you still let me follow him?"

After finishing speaking, seeing everyone looking at him, Mo Xiaoqian felt a chill on the back of his neck, and couldn't help shrinking his neck, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Wu and the others had green eyes, and surrounded Mo Xiaoqian, "The third master is really full of witty words, that's what we should do!"

"Whoever you like to go, go, anyway, I won't go!"

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The fatigue of limbs made He Cuiyi seem to be soaked in water. He frowned tightly, trying to struggle to get out of the water. There was a worry in his heart that made him wake up no matter what.

The more he struggled, the more his body sank, no, it can't be like this, there are still people waiting for him!

Something sweet and clear slipped down his throat, and a sense of powerlessness surged from his limbs to his internal organs, and it was clearly transmitted to He Chuiyi's mind, making his nerves whipped by the powerlessness that he didn't know what to do , like the despair when falling into the abyss, completely enveloped him.

"It's time to wake up."

An unfamiliar voice came from far away and entered He Cuiyi's ears. His five senses and six senses were restored in an instant, and the memory of the moment before he lost consciousness also flooded into his eyes. He Cuiyi jumped from the couch Sit up, "Mo..."

"you're awake?"

The strange voice in the dream sounded not far away, He Chuiyi paused for a moment, turned his head and looked over without speaking.

A man in casual clothes was leaning against the window lattice, his black hair was tied behind his head by a black hairpin, he raised his head slightly, and the perfect lines of his face were exposed in He Chuiyi's vision.

He Chuiyi squinted his eyes in bewilderment, and looked around from the corner of his eye. The furnishings in the room were very simple. Tea cups were neatly placed on the table, and a silver spear was placed horizontally beside the tea cup.

Seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, Ye Wushu raised his eyes and saw that he was staring at the gun on the table, so he smiled softly and said softly: "This is the weapon of Marquis Ding'an hundreds of years ago, the Poyun gun. Are you right?" Is it interested?"

He Chuiyi withdrew his gaze lightly, and asked back, "You saved me?"

Ye Wushu didn't seem to mind, "It does."

"Who are you? Where is this?"

For some reason, Ye Wushu was very patient: "I am Ye Wushu, and this is Ji Nan."

Hearing this, He Chuiyi was startled, and slowly raised his head to look at Ye Wushu, with an overly pale face like a ghost, he said word by word: "Ye, Wu, Shu?"

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