Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Chapter 29

Flying Fish Guardian.

Wuling room.

When Ying Wuji saw Wu Shuangxu, she was instructing several female officials to dissect the corpse.

"This liver and gallbladder is necrotic, and the blood is stagnant. Judging from the color, it is obvious that he has been poisoned by snake venom. Go and look through the ancient books yourself. If you can't find out what kind of snake venom it is, you should pack up your things and go back to the mountains!"

"This person's kidney qi is deficient, and his Yintang is black. He must have encountered a fox demon. You should dissect him carefully and see what kind of magic this person has fallen into!"

"This, this was smashed by a blunt object, so I won't test you. You can put it back together, if you can't put it back together, you won't be allowed to eat!"

Several female officials were about to cry, and they were no longer as broken-mouthed as before, and they all buried themselves in their work.

Ying Wuji also inquired about some news. It is said that before Wu Shuangxu became a hundred households, she had been working as an assistant, because she was the only one who could accurately judge the symptoms corresponding to all the spells of the monster clan, and it was also effective for Gu insects. With a deep understanding, she is the only one who can put the minced meat back to its original appearance.

This job has been done for several years, and there has been no promotion.

It's not because he didn't do well, but because Wu Lingfang was reluctant to let him go.

It wasn't until her fellow juniors went down the mountain that she was freed to become a hundred householder, doing the same job as other flying fish guards, but she also had to take care of the training of the juniors, just like catching ghosts.

Ying Wuji didn't disturb her, and just waited quietly.

Wu Shuangxu was almost done guiding, and then turned around and walked over: "My lord, what's the matter?"

From last night until now, she has not contacted Ying Wuji, and she has no intention of claiming credit at all.

Ying Wuji saw that there was no one around, and said with a smile: "The girl helped me a lot, and I came here specially to thank you. Shame! I'm short of money recently, so I only brought some roast duck desserts from Dongshi. Thank you for your kindness, girl."

"Ok!"

Wu Shuangxu responded lightly, as if she had finished all the words when she was instructing her junior sister just now, and now she couldn't squeeze out a single word.

But she didn't refuse, took out the pastry and gnawed it, not caring about the smell of corpses and blood in the air, she was very hungry at first glance.

After eating a piece of pastry and taking a sip of water, she lifted up her messy hair and looked at Ying Wuji: "Master, you should come here not only to thank you, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Ying Wuji was a little embarrassed, knowing that it would be impolite to twitch any further, so he directly explained the purpose of coming, and added at the end: "The Awakening Talisman is expensive, and the two before you bring it are all considered to be borrowed from the girl. After the money, I will repay ten times."

Wu Shuangxu thought for a while, then took out three talisman papers from her bosom and handed them over: "Here!"

"Thank you!"

Ying Wuji saw how straightforward she was, so he couldn't help asking: "May I take the liberty to ask, why did the girl help me?"

Wu Shuangxu frowned, and quickly opened it again. This time she didn't prevaricate with "Shun Tian Zhi Xing": "It is indeed what I want to find out the truth, but it is also true to have plans for the young master. But now we have to You don’t have anything for the time being, but when you have something, someone will talk to you.”

Ying Wuji asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that I won't be willing?"

Wu Shuangxu smiled and said, "Young Master will be willing."

Ying Wuji: "..."

What these people want is nothing more than their own identities, no matter how down-and-out the son is, he just doesn't know what they want to do.

But it doesn't matter, in this dilapidated situation, it's already pretty good for someone to try to figure him out.

Don't tell me that you drink poison to quench your thirst, even if you die from poison, you have to quench your thirst well before you die from poison.

When it comes to negotiating with yourself with this strength, first see if it is embarrassing.

If they dare to make things difficult for themselves, they force themselves to prostitute themselves.

The consequences of this situation are nothing more than two kinds: one is personal threats, and the other is self-moral condemnation.

Ying Wuji has no morals, and the consequences are reduced by half in an instant. Thinking about it like this, he immediately feels no pressure.

He smiled and cupped his hands: "In this case, I will leave now, thank you girl!"

"and many more!"

Wu Shuangxu stopped him, stuffed a note into his hand, and said, "No!"

Ying Wuji didn't know what she meant, and after leaving Feiyuwei, he opened the note and saw only five words on it: Be careful and teach me!

Teach for me?
Valuing yourself for yourself is the philosophy of Yang Zhu School of Taoism. Ying Wuji has heard of it, but he has never heard of this so-called "teach for me".

Is this teaching for me to be against me?

Could it be...

He thought of Ji Su, and felt that Ji Su's anomaly today might have something to do with teaching for me.

Later, I must come to Wu Shuangxu to find out more about it. Looking at her performance just now, it is obvious that she does not want to mention it in Feiyuwei and be heard by others.

He shook his head, and went straight back to the bookstore. From a long distance away, he could hear the chatter inside.

Bai Zhi's voice was full of surprise: "You mean, after Wu Dan left last night, he didn't go back to the embassy, ​​but sneaked back to Yihong Pavilion?"

A middle-aged man's voice sounded: "Isn't that bad? This man says he wants to be a good Mohist, but he is full of luxury and lust. If he wasn't Mr. Wu, we would have kicked him out of the Mohist Guild a long time ago. People don’t really want to be Mohists.”

"nonsense!"

Wu Dan was furious: "I, Wu Dan, have been diligent and frugal all my life, and I have always regarded joining the Mohist Guild as my blessing in my heart!"

The middle-aged man snapped: "I am really convinced that the Mohist Guild has you!"

"Why did you frame me?"

"Just tell me if you went to the brothel!"

"I'm going, but I don't have any lewd thoughts! Miss Qingque has just been imprisoned, so she has no idea of ​​picking up guests at all. She just wants to drink and chat with us to relieve her fear."

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it: "Then you didn't think about sleeping with her?"

Wu Dan curled his lips and said: "I am a gentleman, so I won't lie to you! I thought about it, but I didn't plan to use money, but I planned to use my sincerity and talent."

"Huh? Sincerity and talent, did they become successful later?"

"It didn't work! This woman is so ignorant, I will never look for her again!"

"Then how exactly did you do it?"

"I wrote her an acrostic poem, do you want me to read it to you?"

squeak...

Ying Wuji pushed the door open and entered: "Stop reading!"

As a brother, he knows Wu Dan's talent well, and it's hard to describe the truth. If he embarrasses everyone, he may not be able to discuss anything later.

Wu Dan was a little dissatisfied: "Brother Wuji! What do you mean? Can't you trust my Tibetan acrostic?"

Ying Wuji looked at his simple and honest face: "Dan! Have you ever thought that what you should hide...may not be poetry?"

Wu Dan: "???"

(End of this chapter)