wicked immortal

"Yes." The scholar was weak, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

"It's okay, just drink a little boiled water and you'll be fine." Although Zhao Yuan reassured him that he was fine, in fact, he already felt that the scholar was already terminally ill, and his elixir was in the Sumeru Precepts.

"I...I...I'm sorry...my guy..."

Two lines of clear tears flowed from the scholar's dull eyes.

Under the scholar's intermittent narration, Zhao Yuan finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that the scholar and Zhao Yuan had the same surname and first name Wen, and they belonged to a wealthy family.

Like many rich families, Zhao Wen got married when he was 15 years old, started a family and started a business, with two sons and a daughter.When Zhao Wen was 20 years old, both of his parents died of serious illnesses, leaving behind a wealth of wealth.

At this time, a story that was unbearably vulgar but repeated among the people began.

Without the restraint of his parents, Zhao Wen began to go in and out of the romantic land unscrupulously, and fell in love with a prostitute.In order to stay with the prostitute, Zhao Wen actually sold off his wealth, left a few acres of Susukida for his wife and children, and then disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Wen eloped with the prostitute, originally planning to leave his hometown and go to Beijing to take the spring exam next year, because Zhao Wen is quite talented.Of course, Zhao Wen didn't have too much hope for the imperial examination. He had several plans.

History is always strikingly similar, and most of these stories have the same tragic ending.

After a lingering night, when Zhao Wen woke up, the prostitute had disappeared without a trace and took away all his money.

The disheartened Zhao Wen returned home shamelessly, and still went to Beijing to rush for the exam alone. At this time, Zhao Wen, going to Beijing to rush for the exam has become his only spiritual support, because only the title of the gold list can he have a bright future. Able to return home.

In life, there are always many unsatisfactory things. Under the shortage of people and money, Zhao Wen, who was penniless, contracted a serious illness again, and lived here...

……

When Zhao Wen finished speaking intermittently, he was already in tears.

Faced with this repeated tragic story, Zhao Yuan could only sigh. Obviously, after being separated from the prostitute, Zhao Wen lived in constant self-blame and remorse, and the root of the disease was planted. You know, Zhao Wen Wen Ke is a tribute. In the Great Qin Empire, tributes went to Beijing to rush for the exam. They basically had no worries about food and clothing. It was easy to find a wealthy businessman to sponsor them. There is no problem. When you meet generous officials or rich people, you will spend some money.

It seems that the main reason why Zhao Wen fell into such a state was because he felt guilty and humble after being abandoned by the prostitute, and he didn't want to get in touch with the crowd. Otherwise, he would definitely not sleep in a ruined temple in the wilderness.

"Drink some boiled water, you'll be fine after a night of sleep." Zhao Yuan handed the boiled water to Zhao Wen.

"Thank you."

Zhao Wen took it and drank it carefully. After drinking a cup of boiling water, his pale face flushed a little more, and he regained a little vitality.

"Do you feel better? Wait until dawn, I will find some herbs to make juice, and I will be fine after a little self-cultivation."

"No need." Zhao Wen shook his head, "I know my own affairs, Brother Zhao, I have a heartfelt request."

"Go ahead."

"We are both from the Zhao family. If there is a chance, I hope Brother Zhao can bring a letter home and tell my wife that I know I was wrong and tell her to remarry early and don't wait for me...and...and... I hope she can take good care of our children..."

"If there is a chance, I will convey it. However, your illness is just a minor ailment. You will be fine after a little rest." Zhao Yuan felt a trace of sadness, but he had no choice but to comfort him.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao. I see that although Brother Zhao is dressed in rags, his manner of speaking is extraordinary. He must not be an ordinary person. If I have a great career in the future, I will help you by the way." Zhao Wen sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll get you some herbs tomorrow and you'll be fine."

"Brother, I'm sleepy, let's rest for a while." Zhao Wen closed his eyes slightly, and the faint blush on his face gradually faded.

"Let's eat something."

"I can't eat it." Two more lines of tears flowed down Zhao Wen's cheeks.Obviously, he has not recovered from the shadow of regret.

"Go to sleep."

Looking at the tears on Zhao Wen's face, Zhao Yuan felt inexplicably sad.

This night was extremely long, Zhao Wen coughed violently from time to time in his sleep, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

It was not until early morning that Zhao Yuan fell asleep in a daze.

The sun shot into the dilapidated temple, but the sunlight did not bring vitality to the temple, but instead had a lifeless and gloomy look.

The first time Zhao Yuan opened his eyes, he fell on Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen was still leaning against the wall with a peaceful expression on his face.

"Brother Zhao, wait, I'll go out and get you some herbs..."

Zhao Yuan suddenly realized something was wrong, because Zhao Wen was too quiet, strangely quiet, suffocatingly quiet, you know, Zhao Wen coughed all the time yesterday, even in his sleep, it was heart-piercing cough.

Zhao Yuan touched Zhao Wen's forehead. His forehead, which was already hot, was already cold. When he touched his nose and body again, he couldn't breathe, and his body became stiff.

"Perhaps, this is also a relief for you!"

Zhao Yuan sighed, carried the already stiff corpse to the back of the temple, found a low alcove, and put the corpse in it.

Zhao Yuan didn't have any digging tools, so he had to search around for some gravel, soil, clumps, branches, etc. to bury the corpse. When he was burying the corpse, Zhao Yuan saw the luggage on the corpse, and his heart moved, he quickly pulled the luggage out of the pit. After searching, I found some of Zhao Wen's identification and clothes.

"Brother Zhao, I will borrow your things first, and when I recover my supernatural powers in the future, I will definitely come to the house to thank you!"

After burying the body, Zhao Yuan bowed to the low mound.

After burying Zhao Wen, Zhao Yuan found a stream to wash and change into Zhao Wen's clothes.

Although Zhao Wen's body was not as strong as Zhao Yuan's, he was about the same height. Zhao Yuan, who was already thin due to serious injuries, fit him well.

After washing up and changing into a long robe with books, Zhao Yuan's tough aura disappeared immediately, replaced by a refined, well-educated and gifted demeanor.

With his identity concealed, Zhao Yuan became more courageous and began to walk on the official road blatantly.

In the Great Qin Empire, the status of tributes was extremely high. Zhao Yuan brought Zhao Wen's outfit, not only for food, but also for unimpeded traffic without interrogation.

At this time, Zhao Yuan had given up the idea of ​​going to the prehistoric area to find the Red Heart Shenmu for the time being, so he decided to go all the way to the capital and inquire about the progress of the Zhao family's massacre.When hanging around in Heishui City, Zhao Yuan had already vaguely noticed that the tragedy of killing the Zhao family was by no means as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Zhao Yuan remembered that their family hired a lot of bodyguards, many of whom were experts. If they wanted to kill Zhao's family with only a villain like Hua Toutuo, no one would believe it.

It's a pity that Eunuch Wu is dead, otherwise, some clues could be obtained.

The most dangerous place is the safest place. At this time, people never dreamed that the villain who killed Eunuch Wu would dare to go to the imperial capital alone. You must know that Zhao Yuan is now No. 150 on the list of villains.

Zhao Yuan assassinated Zuo Xianwang in Heishui City, beheaded Lu Naluo, the wolf of the prairie, and ran thousands of miles on the prairie, attacking the city and conquering land all the way. The meritorious service of the world can be said to be famous in history. He has become a legend of the Great Qin Empire.