Chapter 1: Martyrdom? Don't

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As a secret guard, my master died, but I didn't die for my lord, why? Because my core has been changed, the die-hard Dark Seven has already died of poison, and the one who survived her was me, Anqi, the Stranger, who passed through the modern world!

After the death of my master, I left her mansion, used my ability to kill the poisonous Gu in my body, and fled for my life happily.

The original body has been trained in the dark guard camp since she was a child, and now she is 22 years old, she has developed a skill, and she has also been injured countless times, in addition to the poison Gu she took when she entered the camp, the poison in her can add up to make up a poison treasure book.

She didn't live to be 25, her body was already overloaded, but luckily I took over, and my healing ability not only cleared her of all the remaining toxins, but also allowed her body to recover.

Oh no, now it's my body!

The rivers and lakes are very big, but I am not interested in looking around, and I am busy with my 'career' in modern times, and I can't sleep peacefully every day.

Now I have the opportunity to start over, jump out of that environment, return to the countryside, and live a slow life.

The secret guard has never seen the light of day in his life, and since he entered the training camp, he has to be masked and cannot show his true face.

The previous 'boss' suffered a catastrophe, and she went crazy and burned down the mansion, including herself, and all the people in the secret guard camp had to bury her.

I was the only one who escaped, so no one in the world knew me anymore, and I could walk in the market without a hood.

Coming out of the capital, I went all the way north, to the wild land in the north.

The current situation is unstable, and there are many rights and wrongs in those prosperous places.

With the Original's Dark Guard skills and my own abilities, I'm sure I can mix well anywhere.

The gold I took from my previous 'boss' was enough for me to buy land and build a house in the countryside.

I have been working hard for her master for seven years, and I haven't earned anything except for a body of injuries and poison, so it should be OK for me to get some 'pension'.

Anyway, the house was in scorched ruins, and no one would find a few gold bars.

The former 'boss's secret guards would all have a lotus mark on their shoulders, indicating who they belonged to.

It's a burn, and my ability can heal it.

As a result, I no longer have any marks on my body that can be recognized, and I can't help but laugh out loud at the thought of my comfortable life in the future.

But another voice that doesn't belong to me laughs with me, which is annoying.

I had just arrived at the town on the north-south border, and I stopped to drink tea at a tea shed outside the town.

Maybe it's the wrong time, there are no customers in the tea shed at this time, only two customers, and I am one of them.

Another middle-aged man with a cloth bag on his back, like a foot merchant.

But it was just like that, his beard was glued to his face, and he wore a wig, and I never knew that a footman needed to be disguised.

But it wasn't him who laughed with me, he was a 'fool' who squatted outside the tea shed and sat on the ground playing with sand.

The 'fool' was unkempt, his clothes were dirty and torn, and he couldn't see the original color and style.

There were no shoes on his feet, his feet were wrapped in rags, his hands were full of mud, and the whole person seemed to have rolled in the mud, rolling particularly comprehensively and evenly.

The 'fool' is more than eight feet tall, does not make pots, does not have chicken breasts, has fitness limbs, and has no disabilities.

Only there was something wrong with his brain, and he looked at people and smiled.

His eyes were dark and bright, and they were a pair of bright eyes.

Extremely smart 'showing' dementia eyes, of course, my evaluation is not objective at all.

Who told him to learn me to laugh, it's annoying.

In fact, his eyes are not so stupid, much like a newborn child, full of curiosity about the world, and ignorant of everything.

I didn't want him to laugh anymore, so I threw him two buns, hoping that the food would stop him.

"He's been sitting here all day, alas... I don't know where the fool came from, he shouldn't be a local, I've never seen it before, look at this tall and strong, he can earn a bite to eat if he works hard, but he is stupid like this, he can't do any work, it's pitiful. The owner of the tea shed was an old woman with a bit of a bad leg, and she wiped the table as she chattered.

The most important thing in the world is the poor man, and the most important thing is injustice.

I put down the money for the refreshments, got up and left, walked for a while, felt a tail behind me, and looked back to see that it was the fool outside the tea shed.

He didn't dodge it, and he made eye contact with me, revealing a smirk.

This fool has no martial arts, so I guess it was for those two buns that he entangled me.

It's easy to help someone for a while, but for a fool, it's useless to help someone for a while.

"Don't follow me, or I'll beat you." I picked up a pebble and flicked it into his knee with unerring accuracy.

It will only hurt a little and will not cause substantial harm, which is a warning.

The fool bent down and rubbed his knees, and I rushed forward with my breath, he was a fool who didn't know martial arts, and it was impossible for him to catch up with me.

But he didn't go far when he heard the sound of a fool yelling from behind.

He didn't shout anything else, just screamed and uttered some meaningless tone words.

I hesitated, but decided to go back and take a look.

Although he didn't shout meaningful words, listening to his tone, it seemed like he was in danger.

Sure enough, I ran back for a while, and I saw the middle-aged man who seemed to be a footman chasing him with a knife.

The fool is better than the long legs, and he strides to run for his life, and the little middle-aged man in the back needs some time to chase him.

But the middle-aged man is obviously skilled, and it is only a matter of time before he catches him.

Out of instinct, this body jumped onto the big tree on the side of the road at once, squatted on the tree and threw out a hidden weapon.

The middle-aged man spurted blood from his neck and fell to the ground, and a leaf severed his blood vessels.

"Ahh

I jumped off the tree, and the fool came straight at me, and with open arms, he was about to come and the bear hugged me.

Pushed away by my face, he took a few steps backwards and stared at me with blank eyes.

Why would a fool, penniless, and easy-to-look middle-aged man kill him?

You can't try to kill him for meat, right? He's not a royal brother.

If it's not for money, it's a bigger problem.

It can only be said that this fool is a big trouble, I will not stay any longer, turn around and leave.

The fool immediately caught up, the sky was not beautiful, a large number of dark clouds were blowing, and seeing that the mountain rain was coming, there was no place to hide from the rain.

The fool looked at the sky, and at this moment a thunderclap sounded, and he ran into the mountains as if he had been frightened and had gone mad.

After running for a while, he suddenly turned around, shouted "ahh

I didn't know what I was crazy about, so I followed him and ran into the mountains.

Fortunately, we were not killed by lightning in pairs, and he ran into the mountains because there was a broken temple in the mountains.

The ruined temple is ventilated on all sides, only there is a tile above the head to cover the rain, and the fool is familiar with the road, and when he enters the ruined temple, he sits in the haystack in the corner.

He is very familiar with this broken temple, but the old woman of the tea shed said that she has never seen him, I secretly analyzed, the fool may have come from somewhere else, and lived in this broken temple for two days, and today may be so hungry that he can't do it, so he ran to a place where there are people and wait for the well-wishers to feed.

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