Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

Before Yan Shu could stop him, Li Changtian had already taken off his shirt, revealing his bruised but well-proportioned upper body.

Li Changtian belongs to the type with wide shoulders and narrow waist. After being hungry for so long, he lost weight naturally, but he is not weak, and his body still shows the vigor of youth.

Yan Shu's eyes couldn't help lingering on Li Changtian's palms, arms and waist, showing a thoughtful expression.

This person has only recently started wandering and begging. He can see traces of martial arts training on his body, such as calluses and marks on his palms, which are all left by holding a knife or sword for a long time.

Who is he?

Li Changtian lifted his shirt, checked it carefully for a long time, and found that there were no scratches on the front. He didn't dare to relax like this, and hurriedly said to Yan Shu, "Look at my back, are there any scratches? "

Yan Shu glanced at it, shook his head and said, "No."

"Did you look carefully? Are you sure?" Li Changtian asked.

"Yeah." Yan Shu nodded, "You put on your shirt first..."

Before Yan Shu could say the word "dress well", he saw Li Changtian put his hand on his trousers.

Yan Shu: "…"

Li Changtian was about to take off his trousers when Yan Shu grabbed his hand.

"Ah? Why! There are no scratches on the upper body, but that doesn't mean there is no lower body!" Li Changtian shouted.

Yan Shu hesitated: "Don't be like this... so..."

"Huh? If you have something to say, don't hesitate." Li Changtian put aside Yan Shu's hand and tried to take it off again.

Yan Shu looked into Li Changtian's eyes and said, "Clothing is not covering the body, it is immoral and rude, the middle clothes are the inner clothes of brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes, and you can't take them off in front of outsiders at will, revealing your private parts, without shame."

Li Changtian was too lazy to care about him and continued to take off: "It's okay, we are both men."

Yan Shu coldly held Li Changtian's hand again, with a look of "you are a fool and I don't care about you".

"Well, it's really a bit strange, so please go out and wait for a while. I'll see if there are any scratches. I'll put on my clothes after reading it, okay?" Li Changtian resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Yan Shu got up and walked out.

Li Changtian hurriedly inspected his body carefully. He was afraid of omissions, so he really looked at it inch by inch.

Finally, Li Changtian let out a long sigh.

No scratches on him!

The second girl of the Su family was not killed by the original owner of this body!

The big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, Li Changtian felt extremely relaxed, and finally felt relieved.

But in that case, why did he find himself lying beside the girl when he woke up?

Li Changtian thought while putting on his underwear, and suddenly remembered that day, when he opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache.

Li Changtian touched his head, and really found a scar on the back of his head that was smashed by a stone.

Could it be that this person saw the murderer commit a crime before and wanted to stop the murderer from escaping, but was smashed to death, and then put his soul into this body?

The more Li Changtian thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

It's amazing to say, Li Changtian also fell into a pool of blood because he saved a girl in his last life, and if he thinks about it, he really has the word 'definite number'.

Li Changtian put on his clothes and called Yan Shu into the wing: "It's embarrassing that you are blowing cold wind outside."

Yan Shu nodded expressionlessly, then sat beside the bed, and began to play with the white porcelain medicine jars. What kind of herbs these ointments are made from, and the effect of healing.

Then Yan Shu raised his head and said to Li Changtian, "Take off."

Li Changtian: "…"

Yan Shu added: "Take off your clothes, take medicine."

Li Changtian: "You, you...you just said something polite and virtuous, and called me shameless. Now you ask me to undress again?"

Yan Shu said indifferently, "Are you taking these medicines?"

Li Changtian: "...No."

Yan Shu didn't want to say one more word: "Take off."

Li Changtian slapped the bed board angrily while untying his belt, "If I knew this earlier, don't let me wear it just now! You don't think it's cold outside the room, but I also think it's troublesome to take it off!"

"That's not the same." Yan Shu poured the ointment on the palm of his hand and slowly rubbed it to warm it up. The smell of the medicine was scattered in the air, making the base of the tongue feel bitter. "You don't know how to be polite when you're an outsider. You take off your clothes, you are helping to apply the medicine, it is a helpless move."

Li Changtian sighed: "...Well, I can't say enough about you, you are eloquent, you are reasonable, you are awesome."

Yan Shu heard the banter in Li Changtian's words, but did not respond, and put his palm covered with ointment on the bruise on Li Changtian's waist.

"what…"

Li Changtian shivered in pain, and was completely honest.

However, what Li Changtian didn't expect was that this ointment was not used for applying, but for rubbing.