The path of the villain is not easy

Chapter 5 Welfare is here
He remembered that in the dream, Changsun Ji didn't leave, but broke in to catch the rape.There was a lot of trouble in the city, but the emperor and grandson Lianyi forcibly suppressed her and married Princess Ling'an.

And Monk Xuanhai also escaped with his life because of the powerful aura of the protagonist, taking advantage of the gap between the struggles of all parties.Become Changsun Ji's lifelong enemy.

Sun Ji felt that it was from then on that Chang Sun Ji began to turn black from a handsome young man to a super villain.

Sun Ji raised his arm and clenched his five fingers tightly, as if he wanted to hold something.

The person in the mirror also followed him, clutching his fingers.Sun Ji chuckled and said, "So you want to hold it too? Then I will do it for you! From then on, no one can interfere with my eldest Sun Ji's life. My destiny can only be held in my hands. For this reason, I will do whatever it takes to do it, and I will do whatever it takes.”

Sun Ji.Oh no.It should be that Changsun Ji's voice also began to change from relaxed to cold, and his face was full of gloom.The eyes are full of shadows and matched with the natural aquiline nose.It's like a demon hiding in the dark and eating human bone marrow.

Changsun Ji looked at the blurred image in the bronze mirror but revealed a full of viciousness.I don't know what I thought of, but I laughed out loud.Immediately, there was no trace of ruthlessness on his face.

It's just that I don't know what made this prince laugh so happily, he was out of breath and accompanied by coughing.It's just that this hearty laughter made the room full of creepy strangeness for some reason.

"dong dong dong"

"My lord, are you okay!" A slightly worried voice came from outside.

Changsun Ji suppressed his laughter, and then coughed dryly.Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.Then he opened his mouth and said, "Young master is fine. Zi Zhu, go and call Ma Xiao here, the young master needs to find him."

"Yes, my lord." There were footsteps approaching from outside.

When Ma Xiao walked into the house, he saw Chang Sun Ji sitting on the bed, playing with a gray kit in his hand.After bowing his hands to salute, Ma Xiao quietly stood aside, waiting for Changsun Ji's order.

Changsun Ji looked at the man in black with a stern face in front of him.From his memory, he knew that this person was not a talkative person, or a dull gourd. His rule was to resolutely not speak as long as he did not open his mouth.

As a personal guard, I grew up with myself since I was a child.Apart from asking him about things, Changsun Ji had never seen him speak.He knew that if he didn't open his mouth, the person in front of him could spend with him till dark.

Changsun Ji played with the kit in his hand, as if there was something full of mystery in it, and said casually: "The people who knew that I went out with me last night, except you. Who else?"

"An old coachman, and five guards from the Marquis Mansion." Ma Xiao said dryly.

"Send them away! Remember, give their families more pensions. After all, it's because of me."

Hearing Changsun Ji's peaceful tone, Ma Xiao looked up at Changsun Ji.The afternoon sun shines on the face of the man in front of him through the window next to the bronze mirror.He looks extraordinarily handsome and cheerful.

Ma Xiao's whole body tensed up, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"They left last night. The Marquis has made arrangements. You were assassinated last night. They died heroically to protect you. The pension has now been paid to their families."

"Oh, as expected of a lifetime of housekeeping skills, the hands are really fast enough. It's quite black." Changsun Ji sneered.

Ma Xiao didn't answer.

Seeing Ma Xiao standing there like a wooden stake, Changsun Ji had no interest in chatting with him.He waved his hand to signal him to back off.

When Ma Xiao walked to the door, Changsun Ji slapped his head, as if he remembered something, and stopped Ma Xiao who was about to go out.

"Ma Xiao, wait a minute, you come back first."

Changsun Ji got off the couch, walked to the sandalwood table opposite the door, and sat there on his knees.Put a little water into the inkstone, turn it around a few times, pick up a pen from the table, dip it in the ink in the inkstone, and start writing on a piece of rice paper.

But Ma Xiao was asked in his mouth: "Do you know the underground dark spot of the Meilou in the capital?"

Looking up at Ma Xiao who was nodding, Changsun Ji said again, "Where can you find a better one. Don't worry about the price, I'll be of great use."

After speaking, Changsun Ji handed over the rice paper full of characters in his hand to Ma Xiao.

"Ask Zizhu to take these medicinal materials from the medicine storehouse and send them to me. If the medicine storehouse doesn't have them, tell the servants to go to the pharmacy to buy them."

Wait for Ma Xiao to leave.Changsun Ji went to the couch, picked up the gray kit, and opened the opening tied with the rope.Then grabbed the bottom of the kit and poured it down.A sheet of paper folded to the size of half a palm fell out of it.

He seemed to have known what was in the kit for a long time, and was not surprised at all.Changsun Ji opened the paper.The front and back sides of it are covered with densely packed small characters.

He had a very good memory, but he just carefully read the content on this piece of paper, then memorized the content on the paper, closed his eyes and recited it silently.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Bian took out a fire folder from the side, lit the paper, and watched it slowly turn into ashes before he felt relieved.

Written on this piece of paper is a mental method called "Hanging up the mental method", which is quite miraculous. As long as you practice it, then this mental method can operate independently and absorb the energy between heaven and earth.Although it is not as fast as meditation, martial arts, and penance, the victory is long-lasting.

As for this gray kit, Changsun Ji got it from an antique market when he went to university in his previous life, but he did not expect to travel with Changsun Ji.It can also be regarded as the benefits of time travel for Changsun Ji.

When he woke up today, he felt that there was something in his chest, and it was this kit when he touched it.Because my mind hadn't recovered from the series of blows, I didn't pay too much attention to it.

It was only when I saw this kit on the couch just now that I remembered it. After a while of groping, Changsun Ji already knew something about this kit.

He once reached in and touched a lot of papers of the same size as before, so much that Chang Sun Ji suspected that taking them all out could fill the entire couch.

But what puzzled Changsun Ji was that the kit looked like an empty kit from the outside, and besides the paper that was just taken out, the rest of the paper could not be taken out no matter how hard he tried.Changsun Ji didn't force himself if he couldn't get it out, he was already very satisfied with Bai De's single-minded method.

In this world, the Dao is beginning to appear, and all energy is the rule of the Dao.Different people cultivate differently, and have different systems of power.

Poets are borrowed, they rely on their own talents accumulated over the years.By throwing away bricks and attracting gems, using the avenue of heaven and earth to realize the artistic conception in the written poems and poems and splendid articles, creating all kinds of illusions, making people intoxicated, erasing the basis of their existence in the world, and becoming the person in the painting.

(End of this chapter)