Chapter 5: The Lost Dog

God and Huangfu Mu made a big joke, one second he was still a noisy and distorted person in the entire Luoyang City, and the next second he became a lost dog who was driven out of the house before he even had time to pack his clothes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huangfu Mansion.

Huangfu Mu looked at the plaque in front of him, and subconsciously turned the emerald green wrench on his thumb with his right hand, and now, this wrench is the most valuable belongings on his body.

"Just kicked out?" After staring at the plaque in front of him for a minute, Huangfu Mu said to himself with a bitter face.

His cheap father's means were very resolute, and he didn't even give him a few taels of silver, so he was directly blasted out of the mansion by Yang Jin and others.

No money, no power, no power.

For Huangfu Mu, the life he longed for with his thighs only lasted for half a day before he was ruthlessly strangled to pieces.

Losing a good life is not the worst bad thing, and there are more knock-on effects than there are.

After absorbing all the memories, Huangfu Mu knew better than ordinary people how bad the behavior of the original owner of this body was, and it was not a world enemy, but in Luoyang, Huangfu Mu was definitely an evil character.

In the past, there was a backer enemy of the Huangfu family and may not dare to make a mistake, but this time, he was swept out of the house, and the Huangfu Mu didn't have to think about it to guess, if he let his enemies know the news, he would definitely be like a wild cat that smelled fishy and pounced on himself in minutes to tear himself into minced meat.

"Luoyang can't stay, but, where should I go?" Huangfu Mu's eyes flashed with essence, thinking about how to solve the dilemma in front of him.

Memories spanning thousands of years make Huangfu Mu deeply aware of how chaotic this era is.

In the near future, the Yellow Turban thieves who claim to have millions of soldiers will break out in the whole country, fighting, confrontation, and rebellion are the portrayals of that war, although it only took a short nine months from the outbreak to the end, but in this half a year, the number of deaths in the country exceeded 10 million, countless families were displaced, and the entire Central Plains was permeated with an extremely sad fear.

For the Three Kingdoms, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was just a simple appetizer, and in the next few decades, when the Rebellion of the Ten Standing Servants, the Eighteenth Route Princes' crusade against Dong Zhuo, the division of the heroes, the Battle of Guandu, and the defeat of Chibi began, the Central Plains at that time could be regarded as a truly ownerless chaotic continent.

Killing and death are the main hues of this world.

I didn't want to be okay, but the more I thought about it, the more Huang Fu Mu realized that his current situation could only be described by the word bad.

Go?

Facing the future, Huangfu Mu felt deeply frustrated and confused.

"Childe, it's all my fault that hurt you like this!"

The strong man's rough and beautiful voice pulled Huangfu Mu back to reality, he turned his head and looked at Chu Yan in front of him, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a smile.

"It has nothing to do with you, it's me who did too much this time, even without you, my fate won't be much better."

Speaking of this, Huangfu Mu paused.

"Chu Yan, I want to thank you, you will suffer if you follow me in the future."

Hearing Huangfu Mu's words, Chu Yan's face looked extremely sincere and frightened, and he shook his head vigorously.

"Childe, if you didn't save me at the beginning, my Chu Yan would have died on the side of the road a long time ago, my mother said, people must know how to repay the ............ Entu" While saying, Chu Yan's eyes like copper bells were hot and grateful to look at the Huangfu Mu in front of him. ……… And just now, if it weren't for you to save me, I would have been executed by the military marquis, young master, I Chu Yan would not let you suffer a little if I gave up this life! ”

"I understand."

Hearing Chu Yan's words, Huangfu Mu nodded, he couldn't help but hit Chu Yan's eyes, and soon, in Huang Fumu's eyes, a character information bar quickly appeared next to Chu Yan.

[Name: Chu Yan]

[Attributes: Force 52, Commander 7, Intelligence 41, Politics 9, Charisma 8]

[Identity: Dead Soldier]

【Condition:Strong】

[Loyalty: 100]

[Personal Specialty: Ten Enemies, Natural Bear Power]

【Stunt: Iron Wall】

Iron Wall: Fortress-like physique, 20% less damage when attacked.

The sturdy flesh is destined to be more resistant to fighting than the average person.

[Biography: Xiliang Wanderers, both parents died, servants of the emperor's husband]

Different from the information that Huangfu Mu saw before, Chu Yan's identity at this time has changed from his own escort to the current dead soldier.

[Dead Soldier: 100% loyalty completely transforms it into the master's dead soldier, and when the allegiance object is in crisis, the force is increased by 10%]

Huang Fu Mu retracted his gaze, his face was overflowing with a heartfelt warmth, for Huang Fu Mu, Chu Yan in front of him was his only guard, relatives and comrades-in-arms.

Now, there is no turning back, even if Huangfu Mu does not have an accurate target at this time, but he knows that Luoyang is a place of right and wrong for him, and he can't stay for a long time.

Looking at the strange and extremely familiar solemn mansion in front of him, Huangfu Mu couldn't help touching the wrench on his thumb with his right hand, and then sighed secretly: "No one is good for a hundred days, no flowers are red for a hundred days, and now the Huangfu Mansion is in full swing, and my father will be appointed as one of the commanders of the crusade against the Yellow Turban Thieves in the near future, but the court is corrupt and evil, after the rise of the Ten Standing Servants, the Huangfu Mansion will eventually be crushed underground and decayed, although "you" committed a heinous crime and was swept away, but after all, I inherited the bloodline of this family, if ...... …”

Speaking of this, Huangfu Mu's expression gradually became a little solemn: "What if...... One day I can get ahead, and I will do my best to keep the glory of the word Huangfu for you! ”

After that, there was no trace of nostalgia in Huangfu Mu's eyes, and then he walked into the distance without looking back.

………………

"Junhou, the second son has left."

Looking at Huangfu Song, who was motionless like a Buddha statue, Yang Jin said expressionlessly.

When Huangfu Song heard the report, there was no superfluous expression on his face, he just looked into the distance, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

In this way, one watched, the other stood, and time seemed to freeze in this moment.

After a while, there was a faint voice from Huangfu Song: "Does that kid have any movements?" ”

"One hundred taels of gold, ten guards, the money and helpers sent by the eldest young master privately have all been successfully intercepted, and no one has been missed." Yang Jin's face always had the expression of an obedient person, and at this moment, he replied in a cold voice as always.

Huangfu Song showed a subtle expression on his face: "Jianshou, this kid is good at everything, but he is too benevolent and righteous, a hundred taels of gold, ten guards, with these backgrounds, where is that son of a son being driven out of the mansion, it is simply going out to enjoy the mountains and rivers!" ”

Yang Jin looked at Huangfu Song, who was a little angry, and replied in a mutter: "The eldest prince is also afraid that the second prince will suffer outside if he does this, he ........."

"Don't mention the second son, there is only one eldest son in the Huangfu Mansion now, Jianshou, and the son of the Huangfu Mu is not from my Huangfu family just now!" As soon as Yang Jin's words were halfway through, Huangfu Song's face instantly turned dark blue, and his rich black hair fluttered freely with his movements.

Yang Jin's face did not become sincerely frightened by Huangfu Song's anger, and after a pause of a few seconds, he said again: "Master, second...... Don't we really need to send some people there? ”

Huangfu Song's facial muscles twitched, and his two eyes suddenly burst with a bitterness that no one had ever seen.

"Yang Jin, you have been with me for more than ten years, you know my current situation better than anyone else, my emperor Fu Song seems to be an official and a minister, but now the whole country is rippling, there are eunuchs and gangsters, whether you look down or climb up, you see me as a nail in the eye, others only see my beautiful side, how can they think of how dangerous my situation is?"

Hearing Huangfu Song's heartfelt words, Yang Jin's expression was finally a little moved, and he said in a trembling tone: "Junhou, I know ........."

Huangfu Song waved his hand, interrupting Yang Jin's consolation: "My Huangfu family has been fighting horses all my life, and I have long put my body and death aside, as a general, my best belonging is not to linger in old age but to be wrapped in horse leather on the battlefield, but although I die easily, how can more than 130 members of my Huangfu family live?"

"Three steps up and one down, I have spent my life to get to where I am today, not only for myself, but also for the sake of the family that has lasted for a hundred years for Huangfu, compared with the family, what is a small unscrupulous descendant?"

"Ziling can't complain about others, if you want to complain, you can only complain that he was born in the Huangfu family, he doesn't need to send people to take care of him, whether he grows up in adversity, or turns into white bones and corpses on the side of the road, it depends on his own creation."

And not long after Huangfu Mu left, a news that the second son of the Huangfu family was swept out of the house was quietly recited in Luoyang for a while.

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