The rebirth of the first daughter and the scumbag

Chapter 189 It's finally here
Yuan Zhihao and Lin Shenjiang looked at each other, and both of them saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Yuan Zhihao touched Lin Shenjiang lightly, and said in a low voice: "Go, go and have a look." Lin Shenjiang nodded.

The villagers with good deeds had already followed the thin man towards the thatched cottage, and Yuan Zhihao and Lin Shenjiang also followed the crowd.

The thatched hut is very small. Standing at the door and leaning in, you can see the situation inside the hut clearly.

"The chief! It's really the chief!" The villager who walked in the front had already entered the house, "Why did the chief die here?!"

Lin Shenjiang frowned suddenly: "Fifth Master, I'll go in and have a look." After speaking, he moved his feet and squeezed into the crowd. Soon, Lin Shenjiang squeezed out of the crowd again and walked to Yuanyuan. Beside Zhihao, he said softly, "Fifth Master, let's go."

Yuan Zhihao nodded, followed behind General Lin, and quietly squeezed out of the crowd. With a flash of his figure, he left the village and disappeared into the woods.

The woods are deep and wide, and the paths are narrow and steep.

Yuan Zhihao followed behind General Lin, walking with great difficulty.

General Lin Shen didn't walk along the path for a long time before turning around and walking into the bushes.

Yuan Zhihao only followed two steps before his clothes got caught in the bushes: "Hey..."

Lin Shen turned his head and hurried back: "Fifth Master..."

Yuan Zhihao waved his hand quickly: "General Lin, what I look like here now, you are calling me fifth master..." Yuan Zhihao hooked his lips in self-deprecating, "If people heard it, wouldn't it be revealing?"

General Lin Shen smiled and said, "That's right, Lord Wu..."

"Ah Hao." Yuan Zhihao said, "General Lin..."

"Zi Ming. Lin Ziming."

"Ziming, why are we going this way?" Yuan Zhihao slammed his hands hard, and with a "hissing" sound, although he pulled the clothes back, they also tore several holes. The clothes, now more and more tattered.

Lin Ziming looked at the rags of Yuan Zhihao's clothes, and couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "Ah Hao, this dress is on you..."

"Why? Still so handsome and unrestrained." Yuan Zhihao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Lin Ziming's face froze for a moment.

"Okay, let's go." Yuan Zhihao sighed and walked forward.

Lin Ziming nodded, followed behind Yuan Zhihao, and said softly: "Ah Hao, I went to the thatched hut just now to see that the elder and his wife died inside. In my opinion, these two people have been dead for at least a day. that is……"

"That is to say, the chief we saw is not the real chief at all!" Yuan Zhihao stopped abruptly, turned and stared at Lin Ziming, "In other words, they have been waiting here for a long time, let us take the hook !"

Lin Ziming nodded: "Before I joined the army, I spent a period of time in the Jianghu. The way these people behave seems to be..."

"Seems like what?"

"It seems to be the method of Yama of the Ten Temples." Lin Ziming's brows furrowed even more, "Yam Luo of the Ten Temples is famous in the Jianghu for being cruel and merciless, and he will never give up until he achieves his goal."

"Yan Luo of the Tenth Palace?" Yuan Zhihao turned his head in surprise and looked at Lin Ziming.

Seeing Yuan Zhihao's dazed expression, Lin Ziming explained, "The so-called Yama of the Ten Temples is a group of killers."

"Assassin Group?"

"Yes." Lin Ziming nodded, "They have always collected people's money to eliminate disasters for others. According to your status, Ah Hao, this amount of money is probably beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"You mean..."

"I mean, it has to be settled in gold."

Yuan Zhihao's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. Is the fourth child in collusion with the people in the Jianghu, or the Xiao family in collusion with the people in the Jianghu? !

Lin Ziming glanced at Yuan Zhihao, and continued to explain: "These people killed many people last night, but they failed to kill the right master. They must be looking for you everywhere now, so we must avoid these people. eyes and ears."

Yuan Zhihao nodded: "Then what should we do now?"

Lin Ziming raised his head to look at the branches above his head, and sighed: "I don't know either."

"Then let's do our best to obey the destiny." Yuan Zhihao smiled self-deprecatingly, "Yam Luo of the Ten Palaces really made an extraordinary move, and only two of us were killed in the beginning. To return to the capital safely is as difficult as going to heaven."

"Ah Hao." Lin Ziming hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, it's not too difficult to go back to the capital..."

Yuan Zhihao's spirit shook: "Then what should we do?"

Lin Ziming looked Yuan Zhihao up and down, and said with a smile: "I originally thought that because of your identity, Ah Hao, you would not want to wear this outfit, but I found out that I was wrong."

"What does my wearing this dress have to do with whether I can escape this catastrophe?" Yuan Zhihao's expression suddenly became tense.

"Ahao, you are the biological son of the official family. You were born with a golden spoon in your mouth and were pampered. You must not be able to bear the pain. Even if you have experienced that kind of life and death, you must not be able to endure the pain. You must..."

"So they couldn't have thought that I would..." Yuan Zhihao pointed to his clothes.

"Yes!" Lin Ziming nodded, "As long as you can sacrifice your image and come to Beijing as a beggar, Fifth Master, although we will be slower, but..."

"But it will be safer, isn't it?" Yuan Zhihao sneered, "Although I am the son of an official family, I have never experienced any kind of hardship since I was a child. Be a beggar, right? Lord, but I haven’t tried the profession of beggar yet!” Yuan Zhihao reached out and grabbed the hairpin while talking, pulled out the hairpin, grabbed it hard with both hands on the top of his head, and scratched it a few times , made her hair look like a chicken coop, then raised her head to look at Lin Ziming, "Does it look like this?"

Lin Ziming looked at Yuan Zhihao's appearance, twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "Well, it will be more similar after tomorrow."

Yuan Zhihao's eyes were a little puzzled, and he was about to ask, but he saw that Lin Ziming also reached out and took off the bun on the top of his head, just like Yuan Zhihao, scratching the bun in a mess, and then he and Yuan Zhihao looked at each other , "Ahao, we..."

Lin Ziming suddenly reached out his hand to his mouth and made a silent movement.

Yuan Zhihao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard the sound of light footsteps coming from the path next to him, his face turned pale, and he turned to look at Lin Ziming.

Lin Ziming suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Yuan Zhihao, and Yuan Zhihao couldn't bear it, staggered and fell to the ground.

Lin Ziming pointed out, and then made a silent movement around his mouth.

Yuan Zhihao nodded to show that he was clear, and hurriedly looked outside, holding his breath, and saw several men in black walking towards this side with knives.

Lin Ziming's face changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand to pull Yuan Zhihao, and the two of them immediately lay down on the ground, their whole bodies tightly attached to the ground.

"Why is there no one?" A slightly rough voice asked, "Could it be that you have gone to heaven?"

"Shut up! You haven't looked carefully!" A fierce voice came, and the man in black's footsteps obviously accelerated a lot, and the blade kept pawing and pulling in the bushes.

Suddenly a sharp knife passed through the top of Yuan Zhihao's head, causing Yuan Zhihao's heartbeat to stop suddenly.

The sharp blade was retracted again, and Yuan Zhihao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could breathe out, another blade stabbed at him.

Yuan Zhihao had just exhaled half of the breath, and he held it in his throat.

"Boss, there is no road here." The rough voice sounded again, "There is not even a road here, they should not be here."

"Go, go and have a look over there." A fierce voice sounded.

"Yes." Following the echo, the footsteps gradually walked away.

"Woo..." Yuan Zhihao let out a long breath, "Finally left."

"This is the beginning." Lin Ziming turned over and looked at Yuan Zhihao, "If you are not careful in the future, this kind of thing will happen again."

"Hey, this feeling is really bad. I was so scared that I only had half my life left." Yuan Zhihao frowned, "No, I have to dress up more pitifully." Yuan Zhihao said, Taking advantage of the situation, I rolled a few times on the ground, and immediately my body was covered with mud, even my face was covered with loess.

Lin Ziming looked at Yuan Zhihao in surprise, never would have thought that the fifth master could treat him so cruelly, tossing a handsome young man to the point where he was even worse than a beggar on the road.

"Ah Hao, let's go." Lin Ziming stood up, bent over to support Yuan Zhihao, "Before they come back, let's get out of here quickly."

"Well, okay, let's go now." Yuan Zhihao pulled Lin Ziming up with his backhand, "Ziming, we will take this roadless mountain road from now on."

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they have happy events, but when they are unlucky, they can't even drink saliva!
Yuan Zhihao and Lin Ziming tossed and tossed on the mountain for seven or eight days but still couldn't find the way down. Just when they thought they were going to die of old age on this mountain, they met a hunter who happened to go up the mountain to hunt. Under the guidance of the hunter, they found the way down the mountain. At this time, Yuan Zhihao and Lin Ziming were worse than beggars in ragged clothes.

The two found the official way with great difficulty, but they were already penniless, so they could only look in the direction of the capital with bitterness on their faces.

"Ah Hao, let's go." Lin Ziming tightened the straw rope around his waist, "If there is no accident, the two of us can only enter Beijing on two feet."

Yuan Zhihao reached out and brushed the messy hair on his forehead, with a wry smile on his face: "Based on my current appearance, even if my father is standing in front of me, he probably wouldn't recognize me!"

Lin Ziming looked at Yuan Zhihao, then at himself, and followed Yuan Zhihao's wry smile a few times: "Yes, even I don't dare to recognize you anymore."

"I think even if Yan Luo of the Tenth Palace is standing here, he would not think of killing me." Yuan Zhihao said with a smile, "I think we should find a way to return to Beijing earlier."

By the time Yuan Zhihao and Lin Ziming tried their best to return to the capital, it was already two months later.

"Finally arrived at the capital." Looking at the tall city wall, Yuan Zhihao finally let out a long breath, "Let's go to the imperial city quickly. Only when I arrive at the imperial city can I let go of my heart."

"Then let's hurry up." Lin Ziming urged, "Although we have already arrived in the capital, we still can't relax! Only when we enter the imperial city can we truly breathe a sigh of relief."

"That's right! Let's go." Yuan Zhihao heard this, and hurriedly dragged Lin Ziming into the capital and walked towards the imperial city.

The imperial city is located on the central line of the capital. Yuan Zhihao and Lin Ziming walked for a long time before reaching the imperial city.

"Where are these two beggars! Hurry up!" Suddenly a stern scold sounded in front of the two, Yuan Zhihao suddenly raised his head, and saw a guard in bright armor, holding a bright knife stand in front of him.

"I am..." Yuan Zhihao hurriedly opened his mouth to explain his identity, but before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the wheels of the carriage "gululu".

"Fourth master." The guard who was scolding Yuan Zhihao turned around suddenly, and stood upright to salute the coming carriage.

(End of this chapter)