Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 176
Although she was about to make a move, they had only one spring reward in total. Although Yu Wensheng handed it over to her, she couldn't easily decide this matter by herself, and she had to ask Yu Wensheng for advice.

As soon as she left the booth at one end, a group of people came at the other end.

Led by the abbot of Wujue Temple, a group of brightly dressed people came surrounded by the crowd.

The abbot of Wujue Temple was wearing a mandarin robe, keeping a low profile. His face was kind and detached from the world, and he walked with a man in a blue robe.

Being able to walk side by side with the abbot of Wujue Temple, and when the two talked, the abbot unconsciously tilted his head to listen, nodded with a smile, and raised his hands and feet, all with a respectful and catering attitude.

Needless to say, the identity of this person is definitely not simple.

But it is difficult for them to tell whether it is the long-awaited craftsman leader-the public loser.

After all, the public loser used to be the one who received common affairs, not this one. The public loser came to take over the holding ceremony of the Jichun craftsman union this year and participated in it.

In the rear is a master craftsman from the craftsman family of the Seven Kingdoms.

These master craftsmen don't look young anymore, with gray hair or dark skin, most of their faces are old and stern, and there is a sharp vigor all over their bodies.

Although these master craftsmen here did not include all the elites of the entire craftsman circle, there were quite a few of them, enough to make their colleagues very excited and happy to see them.

The people around admired Huanxi and came forward to greet him one after another, but they still kept a certain distance politely.

A group of them passed by, showed up together, and after greeting the people who participated in this "Jichun Craftsman's Guild", they dispersed separately.

Seeing that it is no longer a formal occasion, some people can't help but come forward to discuss their experience, some hold their works around and ask for comments, and some express their excitement as enthusiastically as meeting an idol...

If Zheng Quchi were here, they probably would have gone up together to join in the fun.

But now, she ran to the bamboo forest to find her lonely husband who was resting alone.

The sound of bamboo is rustling, and the ancient pavilion faces the wind on all sides. There is a layer of thin green gauze on it, which is like green smoke, undulating in the wind.

When she found Yu Wensheng's location, she saw him in such a beautiful place... killing people? !

She was startled, and before she could turn her head around, she had already shouted: "Keep people under my command!"

Just as he was about to twist the neck of an assassin like he was crushing an ant, Yu Wensheng heard Zheng Quchi stop him.

He frowned slightly, rolled his eyes, and unconsciously loosened the strength in his hands.

And the masked "assassin" curled up into a ball, coughing vigorously, coughing up blood, and he lay powerlessly on the ground without moving for a long time.

Zheng Quchi swung his legs and ran over like he was on a hot wheel.

Yu Wensheng thought that she would definitely ask him why he killed someone after running away, but he didn't expect that the first thing she said when she came over was: "Are you okay?"

Although what she saw was Yu Wensheng killing people, when Yu Wensheng didn't get sick, usually others would not provoke him, and he would not be like an anti-social personality.

First of all, I would like to greet Yu Wensheng, she still understands the difference between closeness and closeness.

"……fine."

He looked a little more relaxed.

After Zheng Quchi saw that he was fine, he said kindly, "General, let's have a discussion. This is a temple. If we kill people in this kind of place and are found out, will we be disqualified from the competition?"

Yu Wensheng answered readily: "Yes."

Zheng Quchi couldn't be corrected by one of his "meetings".

She thought he was just confused for a while, but she didn't expect that he committed the crime knowingly.

Now that you know, why don't you hesitate to do it?

This roar almost rushed out of the throat from the lungs.

But fortunately her cowardly instinct suppressed her arrogance, she struggled to maintain a friendly tone, and said: "We have not traveled far to join the Jichun Craftsman Union, not to mention very hard work, but it also took a lot of manpower Material resources and energy, if you are disqualified like this and sent back in despair, it is not worth it, right?"

Yu Wencheng smiled gently at her: "No one will find out, you don't have to think too much, I will take care of these things, and you can join your Jichun craftsman's guild with peace of mind."

Seeing his skillful attitude of killing and burying corpses, Zheng Quchi doubted whether he was making a fuss too much.

"Do you often encounter assassins?"

Speaking of which, the Mo family had sent Qiu to ambush her once before, and she also saw him execute an assassin in the main tent of the camp, and now another assassin came, as well as those sneaky people who were plotting in the dark ...

There are endless assassins, secret agents, enemies with evil intentions, political enemies who stabbed in the back, and the King Ye who embezzled his army camp food and grass. He is surrounded by these things all year round. No wonder he lives so violently and bloodthirsty...

Seeing her frowning tightly and her eyes fixed in the void, Yu Wencheng thought that what happened just now had frightened her.

He purposely led the people in the dark to this remote place, but he didn't expect that Zheng Quchi would come over at this time. When she came, the dark guard could not do anything, nor could he show his face, so he could only let her go.

"Don't be afraid, this time it was an accident, I will definitely not let them bother you in the future."

"I'm not afraid..."

Zheng Quchi saw that he was thinking wrong, but she didn't know how to explain it for a while.

Although she has been an ordinary citizen for more than [-] years, she has experienced life and death several times recently, and she is no longer the one who would vomit when she saw a corpse.

What she reflected was that she had always been afraid of the treacherous and cruel Yu Wensheng in her heart, and at the same time used Yu Wensheng as an "iron wall" to protect herself and her family, and let him protect them from the "storm" outside.

Before, she just felt that he is not really made of copper and iron, he is also a human being who can bleed, get hurt and hurt.

Right now, she discovered that behind the scenes that others couldn't see, he had really endured and carried a lot of things.

Thinking of this, she lost her anger and scratched her hair: "I don't understand the environment you are in, so I have no right to interfere with your decision. I just shouted rashly just now. I just thought that you executed assassins in other people's temples. The taboo of violating other people's territory."

People can't really have no taboos in their hearts.

Yu Wencheng stretched out a jade-white finger, and gently rubbed her cheek: "What you said makes sense. I have never believed in God or Buddha, but I... I will follow you."

He waved his hand, and a man in black appeared immediately, taking away the assassin on the ground.

Before leaving, he specially sprinkled the blood stains on the ground with a kind of powder, rubbed it with the soles of his feet, and waited until he was sure that there was no abnormality around him before carrying people away.

Zheng Quchi covered his mopped face, and his attention was immediately attracted to the man in black.

What is a professional?

This is it!

Quick and decisive action, doubling the efficiency of work, is this the legendary... dark guard?
It belongs to Yu Wensheng's world, and Zheng Quchi belongs to the blind man who feels the elephant. Fortunately, she is a science student, not an emotional and sensitive liberal arts student.

She looks at everything from a rational point of view, looking at some corners patchwork, but just these, she feels bloody and dangerous.

She reminded herself again and again that this was not her original world, where there were no policemen to maintain social order, nor was it a peaceful world with extremely low crime rate.

Wars, disasters, conspiracies, and more whirlpool crises that she could never have imagined are gradually fermenting and approaching.

She patted her cheeks, pulled herself together, raised her face and said, "Ah, by the way, I came to you to tell you that the Jichun Craftsman's Guild has started, would you like to take a look with me? Is there anything you are interested in, and who should we vote for this spring reward silver coin for?"

Yu Wensheng's eyes flicked across her hairline, and then he retracted it nonchalantly: "You don't want to vote for your own dragon carriage?"

"No need." She said in a very good mood: "I am confident that I will be shortlisted. Besides, if no one really appreciates it, what difference does it make if there is one more and one less?"

Yu Wencheng pondered for a while, and said: "You and Mu Gaoyi and the others go to see it together. I didn't fancy anything, and this spring reward money is also up to you."

What does he mean, not to go with her?
Obviously before, he also said that he wanted her to stay close to him, although she didn't agree, but now, since he entered this Wujue Temple, it seems that he is deliberately keeping a distance from her?

She couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but since he refused, she didn't force it: "Well, it's starting over there, and I'll go there now."

After Zheng Quchi left, Yu Wencheng sat down again in the gazebo. He took off his gloves and played with a teacup with his five fingers. The tea was newly brewed in that cup. With the shaking of the cup, the blue waves and water ripples.

"The public loses if it happens... It's useless to play this kind of trick with me. The game between you and me has just begun."

-

Back at the venue, Zheng Quchi didn't go to browse the fine arts on the shelf, but went to the large equipment venue to watch.

Stopping and stopping along the way, there were people everywhere, but she found that there were a lot of people in one place, and it was obviously crowded, but there were still people trying to squeeze in, so she had to get closer and take a closer look.

This moment aroused her curiosity, and she followed along with the crowd.

"Brother, what is in front of you?"

She casually asked someone who had been standing by for a long time.

The man looked in with the probe, was patted on the shoulder, and then looked back at her.

"I didn't know, after waiting for so long, these people are still watching around non-stop, and they don't disperse. I haven't squeezed in yet!"

Oh, upon hearing this, Zheng Quchi became even more excited.

"Really? Is this a rare thing or a baby?"

"Maybe it's really a strange thing. I read earlier that many merchants have already invested money for spring rewards, and the rest of them are hesitating around there, because they are not sure whether it is as good as their craftsmen said. .”

"What kind of handicraft is this? No, I have to squeeze in and have a look."

Zheng Quchi felt his heart itch, and began to push into the crowd. With great strength, she would definitely be able to squeeze through the crowd.

But at this time, Runtu behind him grabbed her shoulders and stopped her recklessness.

"Don't drag me, I want to go in and have a look!"

Runtu always had a cold expression, but now he felt a little helpless: "You really didn't recognize this venue, who is occupying the exhibition?"

After Zheng Quchi said this, he also felt a little familiar: "The venues around here are very similar. When there are more people, I..."

Suddenly, she raised the corners of her feet, looked around, and heard Runtu shouting loudly: "Mu Gaoyi, Shi Hetong, come out and pick up Ah Qing!"

And this sound was quite loud, except for Mu Gaoyi and the others who were surrounded in the inner circle, all the people around turned their heads in surprise and looked at Runtu and Zheng Quchi.

But this kind of frozen vision didn't last long. I saw Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong coming out of it. When they saw Zheng Quchi, their eyes seemed to be drunk, and they were so smoked. Tao Taoran blushed so brightly.

"Ah Qing, come quickly!"

"Our Panlong carriage has received a lot of spring rewards, come and count them..."

Zheng Quchi laughed awkwardly: "So, it's ours."

At this time, the people around suddenly rioted, they all evacuated from the Panlong carriage and surrounded her.

They were chattering like journalists holding microphones, throwing questions at Zheng Quchi quickly one after another.

"This craftsman, is this carriage designed and manufactured by you?"

"That's right. I just asked those two people. They said it was designed by a person named Ah Qing. Are you Ah Qing?"

"Are you craftsmen from Ye Kingdom? Or are you just craftsmen who were excavated by Ye Kingdom with a lot of money? I really don't believe that people from Ye Kingdom can still have such craftsmanship."

-

In a tea room in "Mo Tanxuan" of Wujue Temple, the craftsmanship and cost of labor can be called "excellent". The abbot of Wujue Temple is making tea for Gongshu Jiruo.

"Where did you go after changing into a monk's robe?" Gongshu Jiruo asked him.

The Kung Fu tea in the abbot's hand was a bit particular, and he poured a cup for Gongshu Jiruo when the tea was clear and the soup was light yellow-green, pure and fragrant.

"Go and meet that unfathomable Yu Wencheng you mentioned."

"See you?"

"Yes, I see. Tell me, the Buddha said that if you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha immediately. I don't know if the Buddha can cross the living hell like him?"

Gongshu Jiruo stared at the tea soup in the thin white porcelain cup, and said in a very cold voice: "Instead of crossing, it's better to slay demons."

The abbot raised his eyes and looked at him: "Ji Ruo, you have been very angry recently, but what happened?"

Gongshuo was silent and didn't answer for a while.

Seeing that he had something on his mind that he couldn't talk to outsiders, the abbot didn't force it, and changed the topic: "Let me tell you something, I just met a very interesting person."

"The person who can let you talk about it should be unusual."

"He is a person who has a relationship with Buddha."

"Is it related to you?"

"It's also destined for me. This person's temperament and understanding are very suitable for the poor monk's wishes. It's a pity...he is from Yu Wencheng." He felt a little regretful.

When Gongshu heard the name "Yu Wensheng", his throat felt like a pimple, and he lightly opened his thin lips: "It's him again, tell me, why does he just like to occupy what others like?"

The abbot sighed softly: "Everyone loves good things, even if you are in a demon."

Gongshu didn't care about the abbot's warning words at all, he said softly: "Yes, everyone loves good things, if there is only one thing in the world, then you shouldn't give up easily."

(End of this chapter)