After staying comfortably at home for seven or eight days, Chi Xiaochi accepted the teleportation.
When I first woke up, the surroundings were extraordinarily peaceful.
His birth point was in a quaint waterside pavilion, and he was also a luxurious treasure, showing the extraordinary identity of the owner. His conscience made Chi Xiaochi wonder if he was a villain. Belly of the Lord God.
He thought that in the last world, Brother Lou would usher in a wave of revenge by taking advantage of the Lord God's actions.
Chi Xiaochi called out in his heart, "Sixth teacher?"
No response.
Chi Xiaochi felt something: "Brother Lou, are you there?"
Still no answer.
… ok, bye, bitch.
Lou Ying was unable to speak, and it was not that such a situation had never happened before, and Chi Xiaochi was not in a hurry to get up.
According to observation, this place is the same as the previous world, it is ancient.
Before the original owner woke up, he should have rested in this pavilion for a while. A torreya wood Go board is placed in front of him, and a sunspot is placed on his right hand side.
At the end of the first game on the chessboard, the sunspot is like a mad dragon, fighting with the cautious white dragon, opening and closing, dancing wildly, just by looking at the chess situation, you can know the temperament of the chess master.
There is still the coolness of the chess pieces remaining on the fingertips.
Chi Xiaochi straightened up, rubbed his fingertips, picked up the chess pieces, and put them into the chess cup one by one. At the same time, he observed his body, performed basic elimination methods, and drew up a simple biography for the original owner.
The knuckles are wide and there are small wounds between the fingers, which should be caused by martial arts.
Judging from the experience he had accumulated in the previous world, the original owner's clothes were of the highest quality, with a kit hanging around his waist with a unique texture and the word "time" written on it, perhaps the original owner's surname.
Chi Xiaochi placed a few chess pieces in his hands, the first one was the habitual player Tian Yuan, which showed the arrogance and unrestrainedness of the young man.
The original owner knew chess, had a fairly complete chess repertoire in his mind, and seemed to have received a decent education.
It should have been a while since the original owner slept, and no one came to call him, so the original owner probably wasn't a guest in someone else's house, otherwise there would be no reason to let the guest rest alone in a ventilated place.
Just as Chi Xiaochi was thinking, a young servant hurriedly came from the other side of the corridor, greeted him, and said anxiously, "You can be counted as looking for you! The Thirteenth Prince came to visit and said he wanted to see you in the front hall. "
Chi Xiaochi ruminated for a while.
That's right, it's the prince.
He put down his chess pieces and looked at the elegant decorations around him. His mind was full of scriptures of officials and prostitutes in which the rich boy fell into the dust and endured the humiliation to pick up customers and sell laughter.
The servant urged him: "Oh, eldest son, hurry up."
Hearing the three-character honorific title of "eldest son", Chi Xiaochi felt relieved, and pretended not to be awake, and was led by the servant to the house to wash up.
He said to Lou Ying in his heart, "Brother Lou, give me the world line."
After all, he is not the original one. If he doesn't know who the thirteenth prince is, he may not end well.
However, his mind was as blank as before.
Chi Xiaochi faintly realized that something was wrong, and wanted to go to Brother Lou's office to smash his head.
The situation at this time was similar to the fifth spiritual world he had been to.
At that time, although Lou Ying was suppressed by the local system and could not make a sound, it still existed in his body, so at least he could get Song Chunyang's world line and know what the main task was.
But this time, Lou Ying was speechless, and the world line was delayed.
Without the world line information, it means that you don't know the target of the attack, and you don't know the character, identity, or even the name of the original owner.
This world is just an ordinary ancient world, and the original owner is just an ordinary person, who cannot communicate with him like Ji Zuoshan or Duan Shujue and tell him some important information.
This also means that he is going to play blind chess.
And at the beginning of the chess game, he was immediately arranged to see a prince who was familiar with him. As for whether the prince was an enemy or a friend, his personality, and what he was doing here, he had no way of knowing.
Chi Xiaochi thought, it's really exciting.
After being introduced into the house, the servant took another set of clothes and quickly changed it for him.
He noticed that this was the usual clothes for going out.
... The little servant knew where they were going.
After reaching this conclusion, he deliberately slowed down the speed of dressing.
Sure enough, the worried little servant started to nag while he hung a waist ornament for him: "I have an appointment with the thirteenth prince, the eldest son should have told the younger one earlier. Even if you forget, Ashu can still One or two for you."
The little servant can complain casually in front of him, it seems that the relationship between master and servant is not bad.
He smiled: "Yes, Mr. Ashu, the next time I know about it, I won't dare to do it again."
Ashu was also amused, and knelt down to tidy up his clothes for him: "The eldest son privately takes the younger ones for entertainment. The general may have instructed you before that you should cross your shoulders with the princes, and you are worthy of being brothers. It is really inappropriate. Especially The Thirteenth Prince…”
Ah Shu lowered his voice: "Although you have been his companion for ten years, there are differences between rulers and ministers..."
Chi Xiaochi understood and gained a lot of information.
The original owner should be the son of the general, and his identity is not bad, and he is the prince's companion.
Being able to accompany the eldest son, this little servant named "Ashu" obviously had read books. He may not learn to be rich, but since he is worthy of the word "the difference between the ruler and the minister", he was drawn out by his father to emphasize that it seems that even if the thirteenth prince is not the prince of the prince, he is quite holy.
Chi Xiaochi smiled and said, "Sir Ashu, Xiao understands."
Ashu grinned happily: "The Huachao Festival is already crowded, and it would be inconvenient to go out later. Thankfully, I met Aling on the way to find you, and the youngest told him to take out the polo club first, otherwise But it's really too late."
After a pause, he said again: "That is, the Thirteenth Prince, be patient, always willing to wait for you."
Chi Xiaochi thought, Oh Huo, I am proud of being favored.
He turned to the mirror.
The man in the mirror looks like a teenager of sixteen or seventeen, the most unrestrained age. His blue shirt is elegant, his eyes are full of stars, and the sterling silver eyebrow pendant is matched with a high ponytail.
In the face of the impending chaos, he remained calm.
Listening to the little servant's tone, the Thirteenth Prince was obviously very familiar with the original owner. He couldn't touch this moldy head, and pretending to be sick was the best way.
He has a lot of cards of various colors in his warehouse, and it is not a problem to pretend to be sick to fool the past, and there is no need to know the little servant in advance.
Chi Xiaochi wanted to go and see the Thirteenth Prince.
If Brother Lou also appeared in this world, who would he be
He had just packed up and stepped out of the door, when another servant rushed over and urged: "The eldest son, the eldest son, the sixth prince, and the third son of the Shangshu mansion, are all drinking tea in the flower hall. Six Prince, please hurry up."
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
Who the fuck is this.
Are you having a meeting with radishes
But he still went.
It is also good to recognize the radish pit.
When he walked to the side window of the flower hall, he happened to hear a few people in the hall, so he stopped, snorted, and stood by the window, looking like he was going to eavesdrop.
Ashu sighed silently.
... The master's stubbornness has been committed again.
But Chi Xiaochi thought very simply.
Without the guidance of the world line, his eyes are black. If he goes in and catches the thirteenth prince and calls him the sixth master, he will basically be helpless.
This is like entering the examination room to do the questions. If you look at all the questions, you will not know all the questions. Just wait and see for a while. It is better than getting a full C or putting a foot on the answer sheet on the ground.
Several people in the hall are of the same age and are all dressed in regular clothes, but if they are arranged according to the seats, their identities are very clear.
The Yan family's son was by the side of the sixth prince, with low eyebrows pleasing to the eye, and he seemed to be a docile character, but compared to the quietness exuding from his brother Lou's bones, he was still much immature.
The sixth prince wears a purple robe and a golden crown, and his languid phoenix eyes are tickling upwards. His smile is slightly frivolous. If his eyes are not carefully restrained, they will easily turn into contempt. The thirteenth prince was much more dignified and elegant, sitting upright in the same place drinking tea, white clothes with gold patterns, and a vertical pattern of flowers like a woman between his eyebrows, but he had the elegance of a young prince in Wuyi in the Jin Dynasty.
After observation, the Thirteenth Prince was somewhat similar to Brother Lou.
"Thirteenth brother." The sixth prince beat the palm of his hand with a fan, "It's really rare."
The thirteenth prince bowed slightly, and regardless of the true feelings or falsehoods, the etiquette was very good: "It's Yuan Heng's ill-mannered etiquette and complicated things, he really has no time to distract himself, and he will visit the Sixth Emperor's brother's house another day."
The sixth prince smiled and said with a fan: "Just say something casual for your brother, don't take it to your heart. Besides, brother is busy on weekdays, and seldom lingers in the mansion. Occasionally, when I have free time, I just invite Tingyun to have a glass or two of wine. , play a game or two of Cuju, just relax. I got a pot of good flower carvings for my brother today, so I want to invite Tingyun to Zuiyueju for a drink. Brother Heng, would you like to go with me?"
As soon as the words fell, the sixth prince suddenly said: "Ah, because brother forgot, the thirteenth brother is not good at drinking."
The Thirteenth Prince looked calm: "On New Year's Day, I made an appointment with him for the Flower Dynasty, today we will play polo together, and tonight we will participate in the tea party at Shangshu's Mansion."
The sixth prince slightly turned his palm and fan: "Thirteenth brother is very elegant, why don't you take your brother with you?"
The Thirteenth Prince said politely and distantly: "It's good."
This pair of brothers has a strong sense of plasticity, and Chi Xiaochi's brain hurts when he hears it.
The sixth prince took a sip of tea and frowned. He didn't seem to be interested in tea. He turned to ask the servant: "Where is the eldest son of your family, why haven't we seen it yet? We two brothers are waiting here, and he still thinks that Not enough space?"
The servant who was specially serving guests was an excellent person. He obviously knew that the Sixth Prince's words were mostly ridicule, and he didn't mean to blame him. He skillfully replaced him with a wine cup, filled with sake, and respectfully said, "Sixth Prince, please. Wait for a while, the little one will send someone to remind him."
The Thirteenth Prince also said indifferently: "Brother Sixth Emperor, don't blame me, I didn't make an appointment to meet him. At this hour, he was either playing chess with others or taking a nap. Disrespectful."
The sixth prince opened the fan with a snap, fanning himself: "The patience of the thirteenth brother is really first-class. But for the brother's impatient temper, it's not easy to wait for others."
He turned his head and said to the servant, "I will give him time for the eldest son to put a stick of incense on the mirror and apply the yellow color. Once the stick of incense arrives, he will have to catch him even if he is naked. Don't miss it."
The servant bowed his head and properly covered a slight smile: "Yes."
The sixth prince drank, the thirteenth prince drank tea, and the young master of the Yan family stood dignifiedly and calmly behind the sixth prince.
Who is Brother Lou? Who is the target of this mission
Are they in there? still is…
Thinking of this, a drop of ice suddenly fell, just hit the wooden window lattice, splashing a small water splash.
Chi Xiaochi was startled, raised his hand and stroked the bottom of his eyes.
A damp.
It was not his will.
So the original owner is crying
What is he crying about
Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded in Chi Xiaochi's brain, as if it was split open by Pangu's axe.
A Shu, who was eavesdropping with him, noticed something was different, and when he turned his face, he saw his son's face as white as snow, and immediately panicked: "Master!"
The people in the hall also heard the movement outside the window.
The sixth prince, who was raising his glass to drink, hesitated: "What's wrong?"
As soon as the boy dressed as a servant heard the muffled sound, he ran out the door, knelt down with Chi Xiaochi, and hurriedly stroked his forehead: "Stop... Eldest son, what's wrong? But a headache?"
Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes to see the young man's face, but when he raised his eyelids, a sharp pain in his forehead caused him to bend down and gasp for breath.
There was a lot of noise in his ears, and he vaguely heard someone drop a teacup.
Immediately afterwards, a person reached out and supported his arm: "Su Chang, how is it?"
It was the voice of the sixth prince, and it sounded very anxious. Chi Xiaochi remembered that when he was hospitalized with a high fever, Lucas had the same tone when he drove himself to the hospital by speed.
When Chi Xiaochi looked up, he saw a bloody face.
The sixth prince's well-born eyes were gouged out, leaving only two dark black holes. I don't know if he was dead and restless. He was beaten all over his body. killed.
It seemed that a part of the content of the world line entered his mind, and it seemed to be the darkest and painful memory of the original owner himself.
He passed out before being split open by the pain.
Before falling into a coma, Chi Xiaochi's last thought was to save the card.
As soon as Chi Xiaochi fell, whether it was the covenant of the flower court or the covenant of the flower carving, all of them were voided.
In a coma, he always felt someone caressing his forehead gently.
Strangely, Chi Xiaochi didn't feel so uncomfortable and resisted. The man's movements were so light and gentle that he couldn't help but want to rub one more time.
When he woke up, there was only a small servant standing beside him, and it was the young man who had skillfully chatted with the sixth prince in the flower hall.
He stroked Chi Xiaochi's forehead, and his movements were as gentle as the person in his dream: "Young master still has a headache?"
Chi Xiaochi moved imperceptibly.
He is quite sensitive to gestures that contain the meaning of "intimacy", but instead of dodging, he only responds with a "um."
The good news is that his head does not hurt, the bad news is that he still doesn't have all the information related to the world line in his head.
Chi Xiaochi asked, "The sixth prince and the thirteenth prince are gone?"
"Yes. You have passed out for a day and a night. The general was in Zhennanguan. The thirteenth prince entered the palace and asked for a decree. He invited Imperial Physician Li to come and take a look. He said that the young master had a sudden headache, perhaps it was not good to rest, or It was because of the cold wind that he prescribed medicine and said that he would have to rest for some time, and if it recurs, he can come again for a diagnosis."
Chi Xiaochi felt that, given the current situation, it was very likely that his condition would recur.
… don’t want to talk, sad, uncomfortable.
The handsome and elegant boy sat on the bedside and said softly, "It's A-Ling who didn't take good care of the son. I had known that the son would not be allowed to rest in the pavilion, I should bring you back..."
However, before he finished blaming himself, Ashu knocked on the door and entered.
He heard the voice of the son from a distance, and knew that the son was awake, so he knocked on the door and said, "Master, are you feeling better? The master said that he wanted to see you, please go to Luhua Pavilion."
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
All of them are so familiar with the original owner that it is difficult for him to even ask who the master is.
There was only one word in his mind right now.
Wretched development, don't waver.
So he plans to find an excuse to prevaricate the past.
Just as he was about to speak, A Shu said, "Master Master also came to visit you while you were ill. It may be that the general sent a confidential letter to you to explain it to the son."
... I have been sick.
… the son-in-law.
Chi Xiaochi straightened up: "I'll go."
A Ling: "Young Master, you are recovering from a serious illness..."
Chi Xiaochi: "Okay."
A Ling gave a wry smile, knelt down on one knee, and said gently, "I'll go with you."
The son-in-law lived in the deep backyard of Qu Qu, far away from people's dwellings. It was quiet and quiet.
Apparently, A Ling had been here many times. He led him to the door and knocked on the door three times. There was a low cough inside, and then there was a vague answer: "Come in."
Chi Xiaochi opened the door and entered a military sand table.
The yellow mud is intended to be hills and mountains, the mercury is transformed into rivers, lakes and seas, and the quicksand is like rice. There are various military flag arches inserted on it, marking the combat units within a hundred miles of Zhennanguan.
There is a wooden wheelchair in front of the sand table, and a person is sitting on the wheelchair.
Just looking at the back, Chi Xiaochi's thoughts moved.
… It's him.
He had thought too much earlier.
In fact, there is no need to compare the tone, demeanor, and posture of walking, sitting, and lying.
That person, as long as he recognizes it once, will never admit it wrong in his life.
The son-in-law seemed to be able to sense the vibration in his heart, turned the wheelchair, and turned to face him.
That is a standard sick beauty, and the movement of pulling the wheelchair can vibrate his Qi pulse, causing him to cough.
His face was pale with a long illness, and what echoed it was a small ink tattoo on the corner of his eye, which seemed to be a sign of exile.
Chi Xiaochi knelt down in front of him on one knee and asked, "Are you Brother Lou?"
The person in front of him smiled and shook his head: "No."
Chi Xiaochi smiled knowingly, and leaned over to salute: "Then, stop the clouds when you are a student, and meet Mr.