You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 190 I don't want to have such a yin and yang reversal

(Thanks to Lin Minci, Hu Yanzhuo who loves oil-free duck feet, and Gu Ruolan who loves spicy noodles for their support.)

The assassin's whole body was still shaking until he escaped from Li's house.

If it weren't for the fact that the Li Mansion had too many soldiers and the military governor was capable, he wouldn't have put so much effort into it.

Failure again and again, more failure than success.

Chen Xingyi felt that his current predicament was probably caused by the fact that he had spent too much time as a gangster and committed too few assassinations.

He suppressed his dissatisfaction, swallowed the antidote in his mouth, and went straight down the alley and fell into a pharmacy - Su Wen Medical Clinic.

Now, after the assassination, there will definitely be a city-wide hunt, so he had no choice but to sneak into the medicine house quietly.

After a while, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find some medicine to heal his injuries, and gritted his teeth to use pliers to remove the dart from his back.

"hiss!"

Chen Xingyi bit the sleeve in his hand and held back his sound.

At this time, there were two elderly men in their seventies and eighties behind the door curtain, looking at him deeply.

The old couple looked at him, his hunched figure looking very haggard in the sunlight.

Chen Xingyi's eyes reflected the person opposite him, his hands tightly grasping the weapon behind his back, and he was moving closer with a frown.

After all, they are used to seeing scenes of bloody killings, so silencing them is almost a matter of course.

However, the old woman had a calm face and a kind smile: "Child, why don't you go through the main entrance to treat your injury?"

The voice was kind, caring and extremely gentle.

"This……"

Taking advantage of the puzzled look on Chen Xingyi's face, the two elders opposite quietly walked forward.

The man held the weapon very tightly in his hand, and beneath his calm appearance, it was as if there was a raging volcano, and he wanted to kill the person opposite him directly.

The old man started to complain: "The medicine you applied to this wound is too rough, let me do it!"

"No need!" Chen Xingyi said coldly, turned around and wanted to jump out and leave the medicine house.

Although he refrained from killing the other party, he did not intend to stay. Moreover, according to common sense, if he broke into a private house and searched for medicinal herbs, it would be no different from a thief.

Unexpectedly, he was held down by the old woman and she started applying medicine directly on him.

The old man opposite stroked the wound with his rough and gentle hands, and was shocked when he found the black blood.

"Child, you've been poisoned, you need more rest!"

"Need not……"

After saying that, Chen Xingyi spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell heavily to the ground.

The old couple leaned over, sighed softly, and gently carried the person onto the couch.

Chen Xingyi, who had fainted, only felt himself falling among the soft feathers, feeling extremely relaxed.

Every time he went on a mission, he wished he would never wake up again and die at that moment...

after that,

The time I spent recuperating at Su Wen Medical Clinic was quite wonderful.

This old couple is the medicine seller of this pharmacy, and their surname is Tian.

He didn't have to pretend to be a messy ruffian or a bloody assassin.

Especially the Tian couple, they were surprisingly good to me.

As time passed, everything became so beautiful that he even thought this warmth belonged to his own life and hoped that his wounds would heal.

After staying at this house for about ten days or half a month, Chen Xingyi asked tentatively:

"Grandma Tian, I was considered to be trespassing. Why didn't you chase me out, report me to the police, and treat my injuries?"

Granny Tian brought out a bowl of noodles and smiled kindly: "You are about the same age as my child. You must have been bullied by the government if you were injured like that."

Old Man Tian beside him took out the medicine and helped him change it: "I guess you must have escaped from the young people in the Taoist temple. It's normal to get injured in that kind of purgatory."

Is this the purgatory of the imperial monastery?

The men in that place suffered injuries similar to those of the assassin.

"People in Daying are having a hard time right now. You are injured and dare not go in through the front door. You must be having difficulties of your own."

At this moment, Grandma Tian was chattering like a grandmother who was comforting her grandson.

"You are much better than my grandson. He was sent to a monastery the day before and his body was sent back the next day."

At this point, the old man couldn't help but complain: "If he were alive, he would probably be the same age as you."

Chen Xingyi lowered his head and suddenly felt sad and melancholy.

How many sons and grandsons have passed away among the people of Da Ying...

He finally smiled helplessly: "Yes, I did escape from the official Taoist temple."

After hearing this, Granny Tian felt that the man was a bit pitiful, and even stirred the noodles in her hand a little before passing it over.

The noodles in front of me were extremely simple, white without any color, and without even a bit of ginger or garlic.

However, there were a few slices of offal that came from who knows where, and they smelled of meat.

After staying there for such a long time, Chen Xingyi knew that this family was very poor and they didn't even know where they got the meat.

So Chen Xingyi picked up the bowl and started eating, his eyes pure and deep.

The song ends and people disperse,

The noodle aroma has a slightly warm taste.

After too many years of living without control, the deceased has gone, but I am not unmoved by such a warm scene.

……

October 15th, the 120th year of the Daying calendar.

Just after Xuan Li received the peace money, the entire capital city was already in mourning.

All the shops began to close one after another, and the roadside was filled with desolation.

The painting studios and study rooms owned by merchants were severely plundered by high taxes. Especially this time, the court was fighting for them in order to please Xuan Li.

In this environment where people were besieged from all sides, Luo Wenqi's business gradually became unable to operate.

That day, he was walking alone on the sparsely populated streets of the capital, forced to relax.

Just as he was about to express his emotion, a figure passed by from a small medicine hut and the man appeared in front of him.

After being apart for a few days, just seeing the shadow of this person will make people feel happy.

My mood suddenly improved.

However, Luo Wenqi might have mistaken someone and hurriedly jumped over.

Walking into the medicine house through the door, a familiar figure was hit by a ray of sunlight, and his eyes lit up in an instant.

what happened?

Suddenly, the enemy of my life is right in front of me...

The person in front of him had a smile on his face and spoke each word with emphasis, as if calling him affectionately and looking at him intently.

How come I could encounter this annoying guy in any random clinic in the capital?

Chen Xingyi couldn't help but frown and laughed coldly with some anger in it.

This man looks gentle and behaves like a human being, but he is like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off.

He felt conflicted and the wound on his back started to hurt again!

I managed to avoid him for several days, but now he's asking for death by showing up.

"Mr. Luo! Do you want to get some medicine? Was the bite from the caterpillars last time severe?"

Chen Xingyi smiled evilly and walked towards the medicine box in a bad mood.

Luo Wenqi on the opposite side looked at him, looking tired and distracted.

"It tastes good, so I came to you specially to buy some acacia beans." Luo Wenqi smiled deeply at him.

Chen Xingyi rolled his eyes at him and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know anything about medicine. Bring me the prescription."

As he turned around, the person opposite him saw the white bandage on his neck.

Luo Wenqi looked at the man and immediately became worried and wanted to check on his injuries, but the man shook his hand off.

"When did you get hurt? Is it serious?"

Chen Xingyi was small in stature and was now wearing the short uniform of a farmhand. He felt complicated when being pulled by the man.

He couldn't help but complain: "What kind of nonsense is it for men to be so pushy?"

Luo Wenqi felt that this person seemed to be very disgusted with contact, so he had to let go of his hand hesitantly: "Do you have to be so stubborn?"

The person on the other side directly challenged: "Do you have to be so annoying?"

Chen Xingyi's temper is actually even more stubborn than Bai Wan's. The most terrifying thing is that he is even more unreasonable.

Originally, Luo Wenqi had temporarily recovered to normal, and the two of them could be considered close friends.

However, he happened to discover that this person was secretly painting some Longyang picture album, and the relationship returned to its previous freezing point.

"Don't ask me how I got hurt, where I went, or what I did. It has nothing to do with you!"

He just said "no" three times at the beginning, directly interrupting the other party's questioning.

He is a normal man, not as accepting as the boss.

I don't want to have such yin and yang reversed things...