Perhaps stemming from the fear of time standing still forever in his heart, when the master grew old, Youshu also had a strong desire to die with him. And the energy that the other party had previously injected into his body was to protect it, in order to prevent him from doing irreparable stupid things, this force automatically and spontaneously began to seal his spiritual power, leading him to fall into a deep sleep uncontrollably.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he didn't have time to catch his breath, and he was greeted with a heavy slap, but the person who did it was the master he never forgot, how could he accept it? He blinked and whispered in disbelief, "Master? ”

Unless he was confused by a small spell such as a blindfold, he would definitely not be mistaken for his master with just his eyes. Although the person in front of him had a thick beard and a hideous scar across his face, he couldn't hide his handsome, cold and resolute eyebrows. Obviously, he has a new body, and what is his relationship with him? Looking at his disgusting expression, rough demeanor, it seems that he is not a friend, but an enemy?

Youshu was flustered, but she also knew that before figuring out the situation, it was best not to act rashly. He looked up at the sky, blinked quickly, and tried to blink back the tears. However, this expression was misunderstood by Meng Changye as arrogance, and he slapped his hand again, and said coldly, "Still stunned, hurry up and get on the horse!" Otherwise, Lao Tzu will tie a rope around your waist and drag you away. ”

"General, what nonsense with him? Directly tie people up with horses! A tempered lieutenant shouted.

Youshu's cheeks were swollen on both sides, and she really couldn't hold it back now, she looked at her master with tears in her eyes, and choked up, "What did I do wrong, can't you tell me well?" I will listen to what you say, and I will never do it again. ”

How did you change your personality in an instant? That's a bit of a clever way to say! Meng Changye wondered in his heart, and when he looked at his eyes again, he couldn't help but be stunned. To be honest, Emperor Chun's appearance was originally his favorite, and when he smiled slightly, he revealed two small dimples, which could make people's hearts melt. But the bad thing is in his eyes, the whites of the eyes are bloodshot, the pupils are cloudy, and they are full of cruelty, selfishness, power lust, calculation and other dirty emotions in the world.

Now, however, the eyes seemed to have been washed in clear spring water, and the whites of the eyes were whiter, the pupils darker, and the tears were shining brightly, and they were very beautiful and clean. Looking at him now, and thinking about the mediocre Emperor Chun before, Meng Changye actually had the illusion that this was completely two people.

But he quickly got rid of the magic of these eyes, raised his hand and wanted to slap it again, but in the end he somehow couldn't bear it, slapped him on the head lightly, and scolded, "What did you do wrong and you don't know yet?" Damn, if you hadn't killed the people and killed the loyal and good, Lao Tzu wouldn't have rebelled! Don't hurry up and get on the horse! If you delay the trip, Lao Tzu will break your dog's leg with his own hands! ”

Youshu's eyes flashed slightly, and when he was about to think about these words, he saw a man with a white face and beard come forward to say mercy, "The general is angry, the emperor fell off the horse when he was seven years old, and he has never touched the horse since." He really can't ride, so can a minion take him along? ”

"If you don't say it early, it's a waste of Lao Tzu's time!" Meng Changye glared at the man, then turned on his horse and whipped away.

Youshu saw that the man was a eunuch and did not seem to have any ill will towards him, so he climbed into the saddle with his support. Actually, he can ride a horse, but until he knows what is going on, it's better to brake with static. When he was seated, the man climbed onto his horse, wrapped him around him, and gently tugged on the reins. The horse flirts - opens its hooves and runs, first very slowly, then faster and faster. Two thousand elites surrounded the two of them in the middle, ensuring that they would not be able to fly out even if they put on their wings.

The cold wind blew on his face like a knife, which made Youshu quite unbearable. He tilted his head and whispered tentatively, "What are we going to do in the future?" The question was enough to get the message he wanted, and he was sure that the man and himself should be in a master-servant relationship.

The man really said in his ear, "Your Majesty, although you exchanged the treasure map for a life, General Huwei is a ruthless character, God knows if he will cross the river and tear down the bridge, kill people and kill people." According to the minion, let's find a chance to escape halfway. Bianzhou Thorn Shi is the confidant of the former emperor, and he also watched you grow up, so he should take you in. No matter how you say it, your surname is Ji, you are a true dragon bloodline, those feudal lords want to be the emperor, and others don't recognize it! You went to Bianzhou, Bianzhou is another Jin country, let's discuss the restoration of the country at that time. ”

Youshu neither nodded nor shook her head, looking at the master's galloping back from afar, and her thoughts were like a tide. He understands that his current surname is Ji, and it is unknown whether he is called Youshu or not, but he is the king of the Jin Kingdom; And the master was General Huwei, who led his troops to overthrow the rule of the Jin State and capture himself. In order to save his life, he traded with the royal treasure, which was exchanged for a moment of stability. From the expressions and words of his master and soldiers, he guessed that he should be a tyrant, and 10% of the responsibility for the death of the country was due to his own ignorance.

But how is that possible? I had been asleep before, and it was less than two quarters of an hour before I woke up, how could I become the emperor of the Jin Kingdom, and then make the heavens angry and resentful? Youshu was puzzled, her temples suddenly jumped, and she felt like she was about to explode.

He thought that his soul was possessed by someone else, so he rolled up his sleeves and saw a cinnabar mole on the inside of his wrist, but he denied this idea. It was indeed his body, and it was a fake, but it did a lot of things that he didn't even know, as if someone had stolen his memories and time, leaving a mess for him to clean up. It feels terrible!

Soon, Youshu discovers something even worse. He was originally pampered, but he was not a wreck who couldn't lift his hands and shoulders, on the contrary, measured by the standards of ordinary people, he could be said to be both civil and military, and strong in martial arts. But now, after only a few moments of riding, the inside of his legs ached like fire, and it was evident that the skin had been worn out.

This body was originally a collection of energy, stronger than ordinary people, and its recovery power was also very amazing, but now it has turned into a crispy egg, which will shatter at the slightest touch. What's going on here? Youshu grinned in pain, and she didn't have time to think about anything else.

If he knew that this body had been soaked in milk, drunk elixir, slept with brocade, dressed in silk, and even used to wipe his ass, he would have understood why he was so incompetent. No matter how sharp the sword is, it will rust if it is not used for a long time.

The Taijian sensed his discomfort and whispered comfort, "Your Majesty, bear with me, the slave will find a chance to take you out." ”

Escape? How could Youshu escape from her master's side? The reason why this body ascended to the throne all depends on the Ziwei Emperor's qi given to him by his master, on the other hand, he himself has become a rebellious general, which can be regarded as a reincarnation of cause and effect. In order to repay this cause and effect, Youshu is willing to sacrifice his own qiē. The master wants the throne? And he pushed him up with his own hands; The master wants a treasure? And he helped him to find it. In short, in this life, he has followed the master.

But the king of the dead country and the rebel general are mortal enemies, so how can they coexist peacefully? According to the master's style of doing things, once you have no use value, it's time to unload the mill and kill the donkey, right? Thinking of this, Youshu couldn't help but shrink her neck. But he quickly discarded these distractions and prepared to brush up on his master's favorability first.

In a moment of thought, the army arrived at a small mountain village. Because of the war, the people in the village have long fled with their families and families, leaving many empty houses. Two thousand elites squeezed a little, just enough to hold. Youshu turned over and dismounted with the support of the eunuch, and a pair of small thin legs trembled like chaff.

Meng Changye walked in a crowd, grabbed him by the back collar, and said in a deep voice, "You live with this seat." At the end, he named a few strong men, "You are optimistic about this eunuch." If he dares to run, he doesn't have to talk back, he just cuts it. ”

Everyone said yes in unison, and then went back to rest.

Meng Changye chose the village chief's house, the house was very spacious, and Liu Wen and several deputy generals also lived in it, chopping wood, boiling water, and cooking rice. They didn't have much food with them, so they broke it and threw it into boiling water to make porridge, which tasted terrible, but they were able to eat enough.

Youshu couldn't walk, she was caught under Meng Changye's arm like a little chick, entered the main room, and then threw it heavily on the dusty kang. There is a pain in the legs, hands, and fart, it hurts everywhere, and I can't help moaning, and the black and white eyes seem to be drenched in water, dripping and spinning, as if I will cry at any time.

Meng Changye was annoyed by his pitiful little appearance, his heart was crumpled for a while, and then he was cold, and he repeatedly told himself that this person was a murderous tyrant, so he suppressed the urge to step forward and pat and comfort.

"What's the howl, Lao Tzu hasn't touched you much, he actually howls like a pig, believe it or not, Lao Tzu slaps you out all your teeth!" He raised his hand and made a gesture to fan, but it didn't fall for a long time. These words were really against his will, and they caused him to feel a lot of guilt for no reason. Emperor Chun's moaning was like killing a pig, and it was clearly entangled, more powerful than the cry of the bed he occasionally heard when passing by the military prostitute camp. If he hadn't been wearing heavy armor that concealed his body's most faithful reactions, he would have made a fool of himself.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. It is clear that when I saw Emperor Chun for the first time, I was still disgusted, why is my heart always itching now? Damn, could it be that Emperor Chun was tricked? Thinking of this, Meng Changye wiped his face fiercely, and waved his fist at the person on the kang again, and then went out.

Youshu didn't dare to moan anymore, slowly leaned on the kang, took off her shoes and socks and untied her pants, and looked at the worn thighs, while not forgetting to analyze the master's current situation. The master has a beard, a scar on his face, and his speech is quite rude, which shows that his background is not noble, and he has not received a good education, so he should have started by military exploits. Such a person will inevitably have a bold and upright side in his temperament, and if you want to please him, you need to have sincere fellowship and not play tricks.

Also, what did you do in the past ten years? How could it destroy the Jin Kingdom? Thinking of this, Youshu's thoughts gradually cleared up again, and she couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"What are you doing?" Meng Changye, who had just gone out, turned back at some point, twisted a pair of thick black sword eyebrows and asked, and then the roots of his ears and neck quickly became red. This damn dog emperor actually took off his shoes, socks and trousers, and buried his head in stroking his crotch. His straight and slender legs rested on the edge of the kang, slightly bent to form two graceful arcs, and the snow-white skin was covered with bruises of blue, purple, or red, which looked both shocking and revealing a strong and cruel beauty.

Coupled with his tight-bitten lip, tear-soaked eyes, and painful and aggrieved expression, it could simply drive the saint crazy. At this moment, Meng Changye couldn't stride up, overturned him and pressed him under him, and did everything he could to make him cry.

However, this thought was fleeting, and his strong self-control that was far beyond ordinary people made him quickly calm down and stand still in place.

Youshu trembled in fright, raised her head and said in a muffled voice, "My legs are worn out, and I have to deal with it." ”

It turned out that the legs were worn out. Meng Changye threw away all the thoughts in his mind, stepped forward and grabbed one of his ankles, and said in a dumb voice, "Let this seat take a look." As if he remembered something, he hurriedly lowered his head to check his dress. Fortunately, the armor had not been taken off, enough to cover the place where it should not stand.

He endured and endured it so that he didn't let his palm slowly climb up along Emperor Chun's delicate and tender ankle, but increased his strength, lifted it up and put it on his lap, and then lowered his head to look at the injury. Damn, this place was really easy to reverie, and he seemed to be able to see the color and shape of the place through the thin fabric of his pants......

After closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths without a trace, he said, "The skin is worn out, you have to quickly medicate and wrap it up, otherwise it will hurt even more severely tomorrow." ”

"Do you want to ride a horse?" Youshu looked timid.

Meng Changye glanced at him and didn't answer, but his heart tightened slightly. If this injury was placed on those thick-skinned lieutenants, it would be nothing at all, but this person's skin was white-tender and smooth, and it was extremely strict, which made him a little unbearable. Without thinking, he took out the best wound medicine in his arms, bit the cork and sprinkled it evenly on the wound.

The medicinal powder melted when it met the blood, exuding a powerful medicinal power, causing Youshu to gasp straight, and finally moaned and groaned.

Meng Changye's ears twitched, and he said sharply, "What are you howling!" Are you a man who can't even stand this pain? Shut up, or I'm going to whip you! ”

Youshu hurriedly covered her red and swollen cheeks, her eyes full of fear.

These eyes scattered all the dirt, only the remaining were clear, so that Meng Changye did not dare to force his eyes. He now looks like a puppy who has obviously not made a mistake, but has been beaten and scolded and abandoned by his owner for no reason, he is not only a little disheartened, but also cautious to please and aggrieved, and anyone who sees it will be soft-hearted.

Meng Changye boasted that his heart was as strong as iron, but he couldn't resist it, his hand shook, and he poured half a bottle of medicinal powder on the wound, then tore off the hem of his clothes, bandaged him tightly, and finally took out a green ointment, applied it to his face roughly, and then fled. After escaping far away, he still had the scene of the young man's snow-white legs resting in the crook of his arm repeatedly, and he couldn't help but be very glad when he lowered his head and looked under him. This armor made of steel is insurance, hard and thick, and it blocks everything.

After taking the medicine, Youshu felt much better, drank two bowls of porridge under the supervision of everyone, and slept in clothes. There was no dream all night, and before dawn the next day, Meng Changye opened the curtain to wake him up, and ordered in a low voice, "Hurry up, it's time to go!" Although it was an order, his tone was many times softer than the day before.

Emperor Chun opened his eyes and found himself lying in a room, and said in horror, "Where is this?" How did I get here? ”

Meng Changye's soft complexion slowly tightened, and his long, narrow eyes like a falcon looked him up and down, especially not letting go of his cloudy and red eyes, and it took a while before he said, "You don't remember how you came here?" ”

"Nonsense! If I remember, I still ask you what you do? By the way, I remember! Emperor Chun clapped his palm, and then glared angrily, "You let me ride a horse, but I refused, so you slapped me hard and stunned me, right?" And then you got me here while I was fainting. ”

Meng Changye's eyes flashed, as if he was aware, but he didn't refute it, and when he spoke again, his tone was countless times fiercer, "I know what else is crooked, get up and hurry up!" Also, Lao Tzu has warned you a long time ago, don't put the score of being the emperor one by one. Let Lao Tzu hear it next time, I will definitely pull out your tongue! ”

Emperor Chun hurriedly covered his mouth and shook his head, indicating that he was taught, and then got out of bed clumsily, wailing before he could stand firmly, this time it was really like killing a pig, "Ahhhhhh My leg hurts! What happened to my leg? ”

"It's just a little bit of skin, howl!" Meng Changye couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted to slap it over, but remembering the person last night, he hurriedly withdrew ninety percent of his strength. Even so, Emperor Chun's eyes were still blackened, crying, chirping, and half-limping walked outside, washing his face indiscriminately.

The soldier warmed up the leftover porridge from last night a little and brought it to everyone to eat. Emperor Chun took a sip of the bowl, quickly spit it out, and complained loudly, "What the hell is this?" It's worse than □□! I want to eat hibiscus cake, glutinous rice balls, milk poria cream, chicken skin shrimp balls......"

Everyone looked at him one after another, and they couldn't understand how the person who was honest and safe yesterday could get up and start working again after sleeping. I thought he had confessed!

"Do you fucking like to eat or not!" Liu Chuanshan, the deputy general with the most hot temper, swept off the porridge bowl in his hand, and then smashed it with a punch.

Meng Changye wanted to stop it, but his toes moved slightly, but he didn't stand up in the end. The person in front of him was not the one he knew last night, and when he saw this person, he was only full of disgust, and he had half a pity, and he wanted to kill him with a knife. But if you really slaughter someone, you can't figure out whether the person last night was his own delusion or a real existence. Seeing that Emperor Chun was beaten to the point that he almost vomited blood, and Liu Chuanshan was unrelenting and had to make up for it, he slowly spoke, "Take it easy, don't beat people to death." Eat quickly, eat well and hit the road, don't delay. ”

Liu Chuanshan took a sip, picked up the bowl and snorted to finish the porridge, and went to the stable to lead the horse. Emperor Chun got up with the support of the eunuch, walked to the side and silently pressed and rubbed his colicing chest, but he was angry and refused to eat breakfast. Others didn't pay attention to him, just scraped the last bit of porridge into the bowl and ate it cleanly.

When it was time to set off, Emperor Chun was afraid of the high-headed horse, and he was reluctant to go up no matter what, which made everyone's hearts angry. Meng Changye was not a good person, so he rolled him up on his horse with a long whip, tied him with a cowhide rope, put him on the back of his butt, and tied it tightly to the saddle, and set off.

Poor Emperor Chun had his head down and his feet up, and his internal organs were displaced by the horse, and he didn't run far before he vomited. What he spat out was some dark black liquid, and the stench could be smelled from afar, not to mention that the two thousand elites could not bear it, even the well-trained war horses also raised their front hooves, and they were in a commotion.

Meng Changye was the closest to him, and he suffered the most, so he hated to cut his nose. After enduring two miles, he saw a small river in front of him, he immediately dismounted, untied the man and carried him to the river, pressed his head into the water, and said fiercely, "Damn, did you eat or drink dung, it stinks so much!" You wash Lao Tzu well, if you don't wash it, Lao Tzu will let you peel your skin and wash it! ”

Emperor Chun was already having difficulty breathing due to vomiting, and when he was pressed into the water, he held his breath and fainted. Youshu woke up slowly, subconsciously poured a few mouthfuls of river water, and then struggled desperately.

Meng Changye had no intention of drowning people, so he immediately grabbed the back of his hair and lifted him up, but suddenly met a pair of black and white eyes with teary eyes.

"I, what did I do wrong? Can't you just say it well? You have to torture me like this! Youshu, who has always been held in the palm of her hand by her master, really couldn't stand some things, and she cried as soon as her mouth was deflated. His crying voice was completely different from that of Emperor Chun, who was pinching his throat and wailing, but he was full of grievances and wanted to complain, humming low for a while, shrugging his shoulders and choking for a while, and occasionally hiccups, which sounded funny and looked pitiful.

Meng Changye's cold and hard heart softened unconsciously. He loosened the bun at the back of his head and stroked it instead, tentatively, "Do you remember what happened before?" ”

Only then did you find that she had come to a small river for some reason. He immediately wiped away his tears, stood up and looked around, and said in a trance, "Am I not asleep?" You brought me here while I was asleep? ”

With only one or two abnormal appearances, Meng Changye couldn't be sure of his guess, so he didn't break it, and said, "I brought you here, we are in a hurry to get there, and we can't delay." Wash your face quickly, and you'll be on your way later. ”

Youshu was so tired of having no heart and lungs, she turned her head and pressed her head into the water from the previous master, as if she was going to drown herself, and forgot about it, and leaned down to wash her face. Smelling the stench on his hair, he couldn't help retching, and when he saw a bush of Qili incense growing on the side of the road, he hurriedly picked the leaves and kneaded them, dripped the juice between the hairs, and rubbed them several times, and the taste finally faded away.

"Why do I stink so much?" He habitually tugged at his master's sleeve.

Meng Changye raised his eyebrows to look at his white fingertips, but he didn't break away, and joked, "You slept too deeply, and accidentally fell from your horse into the dung pit." ”

Youshu: "......" is really more unlucky than the first life.