"It's a bit like that, that person is more ordinary..."

If she wants to escape, of course she will dress low-key.

Xie Xun: "What happened at that time was told word for word."

The intimidating sense of oppression made the soldier's voice tremble. He felt that Xie Xun's expression was really scary, so he told what happened yesterday with trepidation!

At the end, the whole hall was quiet.

After a long time, there was a laugh.

Okay, Meng Tangan.

It turns out that she treats everyone the same!

Xie Xun's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. They thought Xie Xun would get angry and arrest people, but he did nothing, not even an order.

Such an alarmingly calm attitude makes people even more uneasy.

Bamboo Garden.

Xie Xun tore off the blood-stained clothes, and his thin back was already dripping with blood: "Apply medicine."

"You really don't mind the pain. Thank you for being able to endure it for so long." Dr. Chu He's eyelids twitched and he felt pain when he looked at it. "This dog emperor is too cruel."

On the battlefield, there were several narrow escapes from death. This was nothing to Xie Xun. He allowed Chu He to apply the medicine and left one hand free to handle official documents. He moved quickly and was not affected at all, but his whole body

I'm in a cold sweat, and I can't lie.

"Can you respect me as a doctor?" Chu He couldn't help but say, "If you leave something for two days, it won't get moldy. If you are injured like this and you still blow cool wind, you will probably have a high fever."

"I have something important to do."

Chu He said this, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a prophecy. Xie Xun had a high fever that day, and no matter how he cooled it down, it was useless. He didn't listen to the advice, and forced himself to deal with all the matters of the fifth and sixth days tonight.

The candlelight was dim, the silence was silent, and there were messy texts piled up on the table. Xie Xun was wearing a loose and thin robe, his body temperature was boiling, and he stayed up all night, explaining everything in the Hou Mansion and taking care of everything.

"Pay attention to the movements of Liang Jian and Lin Zhengyuan. Although they have lost power now, their thoughts are not dead. Emperor Yan's health is getting worse day by day. Watch the palace."

"Intercepting letters from Nanliang to the capital, the person colluding with Lin Zhengyuan is likely to be the deputy general of the Nanliang army."

His voice became hoarse each time, and the sound of coughing echoed in the study. Xie Xun didn't even move his eyelashes, and his tone was calm.

"The Minister of War will give Pu Yun a banquet with heroes in seven days so that he can stand out."

"And..."

Also, Meng Tangan!

The next day, before dawn, Xie Xun led a group of people out of the city.

Chu He:???

Even a body made of iron cannot withstand such a build!

Xu Beihou is dressed in bright red clothes, his sleeves rustling in the wind. He has a slender figure and a cold outline. There is no sign of a high fever or lingering illness. His arrogance is as high as the sky.

He was riding on the horse, holding the reins tightly with his white fingers, looking up at the sun today. The bright spring light was so dazzling that it almost made people shed tears when he looked directly at it: "Let's go——"

He wants to capture Meng Tangan with his own hands.

The long street is empty, with no people around, and surprisingly looks a bit desolate.

An old Taoist priest staggered over from a distance, wearing a tattered Taoist priest's uniform, with three words embroidered crookedly on the sleeves - Wu Zhuo Temple.

Blocked Xie Xun's way.

"Young master, I think you are destined, how about I tell you a fortune?" The white beard covered most of his face, he smiled, raised a finger, and gestured, "Just one tael of silver!"

Xie Xun has never believed in fate, and he has never encountered anyone who cheated and cheated and bumped into him.

"Get lost."

"One penny will do!" He persisted, "I see that your bones are amazing, and you and I are destined to be together!"

Xie Xun leaned over coldly: "Just one more thing, I'll tie you up and feed them to the fish."

"..." The old Taoist priest's face was bright, he sighed heavily, and muttered, "It doesn't matter if you lost money and didn't make any money, I'll give you a fortune telling for free.

Xie Xun wants to see what tricks he can come up with.

The old Taoist priest squinted his eyes and looked carefully at Xie Xun's eyebrows under the sunlight. He pinched his fingers and paused for a few seconds before looking at him again. This time, the pause was obviously longer. There was shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Let’s forget it again!

"Editor?" Xie Xun mocked.

The old Taoist priest withdrew his hand and calculated it three times before he dared to speak. There was no fourth time.

"You won't live to be twenty-seven!"

Before Xie Xun could respond, Yang Zhihua beside him became angry and hit the old Taoist priest with his shoe!

"What nonsense are you talking about here! Other Taoist priests are bluffing and deceiving and even make up a few auspicious words, but you are here to curse people to death?!"

The old Taoist priest dodged flexibly and touched his beard: "People in the world often cannot hear the truth."

He took one last look at Xie Xun, shook his head, and walked in the opposite direction. He wore a shabby pudding-sewn clothes on his body. He was very fat, and his back looked crazy, and he was mumbling something.

"I met a short-lived ghost just after I opened my business... Oh, why is it so difficult to make a penny."

"The cycle of cause and effect, back and forth for three lives..."

Yang Zhihua was so angry that he had become a withered flower: "Master Hou, I will arrest this Taoist priest immediately! It's really bad luck to make this up."

"There's no need, why are you wasting your time with him?" Xie Xun didn't take it to heart, his face was indifferent, "Get out of the city."

Outside the capital, Tianmeng Village.

Tianmeng Village is located in a remote mountain village in the south of the Yangtze River. It is a long way to go. Xie Xun spent two days and two nights, eating and sleeping in the open, without stopping for a moment, to get to the village.

Tianmeng Village is a remote and ancient village. Everyone who can walk has left, leaving only the elderly, children, and some women. Suddenly seeing so many outsiders, they exploded.

"Who are you?"

The villagers were xenophobic and gathered together, staring at them with vigilance, looking like they were looking at some monster, whispering to each other, looking unkind, holding hoes and hoes in their hands, and their voices had a strong flavor of dialect.

An inexplicable weird atmosphere permeates the village.

Something doesn't look right.

Xie Xun turned over and dismounted, stood upright, looked at the scene in front of him, and gave Yang Zhihua a look.

Yang Zhihua understood and immediately stepped forward with the money: "Our young master would like to ask you about something. Remuneration is not an issue. May I ask if any strangers have come to the village in the past few days?"

When those people saw so much money, their eyes shone, and they reluctantly restrained their vigilance. They grabbed the money in their hands and hurriedly replied: "No, no! We usually don't have any outsiders, but you are here today!"

"We're going to stay here for a few days, won't we bother you?"

"No trouble!"

Who would find it troublesome if they have money?

The people in the village could tell that they were not simple people, and they couldn't guess their identities. They talked a lot, found a few clean rooms, and showed great enthusiasm.

A man among them looked at them from a distance, his face changed drastically, full of panic and viciousness, and he ran in the opposite direction...

Xie Xun has always been careless and said nothing. He has a delicate appearance and is intimidated.
Chapter completed!