Turbulent Times Chapter 42: Corpse

Leaving the study, Wang Junlin asked the guards who had been guarding the door of the study to rest. He himself walked directly into the backyard, seeing that the lights in his room were still on, knowing that it was Cui Ruxue who was waiting for him, he couldn't help but feel warm. Anyway, in this world there is a woman waiting for me to go to bed every night, it already feels like home.

Opening the curtain and entering the room, I saw Cui Ruxue half lying on the table, doing the Begonia Spring Sleep. Wang Junlin walked in with light steps, sat down at the table, and looked at the beautiful face sleeping two feet away, with his arm on his pillow.

Cui Ruxue has a beautiful face and a tall and slender figure. Today she put on a little makeup, but it's not the heavy makeup like lime plaster on the wall of women in this era, but a little eyebrow and lipstick. But it was such a small change that made her look even more picturesque.

I don't know what I saw in my dream, but Cui Ruxue's thick red mouth was slightly pursed, and her slender eyebrows were also tightly wrinkled, looking very sad, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and a faint yellow light shining .

Wang Junlin looked at it with pity. Cui Ruxue is a woman with ill-fated fate, and she is her only support.

Wang Junlin reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but unexpectedly Cui Ruxue was awakened by his movement. She sat up straight and opened her eyes. A few strands of loose hair were mischievously pasted on her cheeks, and there were red marks beside her from being pressed, which showed that she had slept for a long time.

There was a little daze in the big eyes that were opened, but after a few blinks, Cui Ruxue finally found Wang Junlin sitting in front of her, smiling. He stood up abruptly in overjoy. As a result, there was a short scream of "ah", and the body fell back uncontrollably. But she didn't expect that she was sitting with her legs tucked under the table. With this movement, the table and the people were shaking.

Wang Junlin smiled slightly, stretched out his hands calmly, supported the table with one hand, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist with the other.

A big firm and powerful hand rests on the back, the heat in the palm is transmitted to the skin through the thin gauze, Cui Ruxue suddenly feels that her face is burning up, it is as red as blood, and the strength in her body Instantly drained, she fell limp in Wang Junlin's arms.

Seeing her shyness, Wang Junlin's heart skipped a beat. With a little force on her hands, she lifted her body that was about to fall back onto the chair and sat down. Then he grabbed the round and delicate wrist and pulled her over.

When the warm and fragrant soft jade fell into his bosom, it brought a faint fragrance. Wang Junlin knew that this was Cui Ruxue's innate body fragrance, and this fragrance made Wang Junlin fascinated by it.

Wang Junlin was sitting, but Cui Ruxue stood up when she was pulled over. The dizzy light couldn't see through the gauze cool shirt that was worn on the body, and the exquisite and embossed two lumps of soft flesh undulated rapidly due to the nervousness of the master, which caught Wang Junlin's eyes right in front of him.

Cui Ruxue is tall and slender, only half a head shorter than Wang Junlin, who is six feet tall. The shortcoming is immediately ignored.

Looking down, Wang Junlin stretched his arms around Cui Ruxue's waist. Her waist, which was restrained by a wide belt, was only about one foot five six. Cui Ruxue's waist is as slender as a willow, it can be said to be full and easy to hold, with her hands around her waist, there are only a few inches of her waist exposed. But Cui Ruxue's slender figure is not as thin as dry wood, but plump. Everywhere Wang Junlin's fingers pass, it is full of elastic touch.

Being rubbed by Wang Junlin on the most sensitive waist, Cui Ruxue twisted uncomfortably, biting her lower lip, enduring the itching from her waist, breathing slightly thicker, and looking forward to him further actions. Wang Junlin did not disappoint her either, he picked her up and fell on the bed next to her, and soon the intoxicating groans sounded.

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In the middle of the night, Wang Junlin suddenly woke up. When he woke up, he found that Cui Ruxue beside him was sleeping deeply, like a dead person. Then the moment he raised his head, his pupils shrank. A Taoist priest was sitting on a chair beside him at some point. Through the starlight shining in from the window, Wang Junlin saw the face of the Taoist priest clearly, and his face changed drastically, as if seeing Like a ghost, if it wasn't for his will being as strong as steel, he would have yelled out loudly.

"Are you... a human or a ghost?" Wang Junlin took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked in a deep voice.

That's right, this Taoist priest is none other than the "corpse" of the Taoist priest who was in the same sarcophagus with Wang Junlin when he just traveled to this era.

"Old Taoist, I am naturally a human being." The Taoist priest looked at Wang Junlin with a strange look on his face. Compared to the time when he wanted to take back the jade pendant and the Dao scroll, and then killed Wang Junlin, he didn't seem to have any intention of killing Wang Junlin at this time. heart, and his eyes were full of infinite curiosity and doubts about Wang Junlin, as well as a different kind of thought.

Wang Junlin was silent for a while, and said: "The junior didn't know that the senior was still alive, so he took the things of the senior without authorization, and I ask the senior to forgive me."

The old Taoist stared at Wang Junlin for a while with deep eyes, and then said: "The poor Taoist found the two tomb robbers that day and learned about the whole incident."

Wang Junlin's face changed again when he heard the words. Traveling to this world was his biggest secret, and he never thought of telling anyone. However, there were two people who knew about the strange thing that happened to him at that time, that is, the two tomb robbers. He had thought about finding these two people and killing them, but with his current power, he wanted to find these two people. Although it is not easy to find a needle in a haystack, it is by no means easy.

He remembered very clearly that this old man was in a strange state at that time, not only his eyes were closed, but all the sensory systems of his body should be unconscious, it was really like a dead person. That's why he was able to take away the blood jade and the animal skin scroll. In other words, the old Taoist didn't know that he was staying in that sarcophagus at the time.

But now that the old Taoist has found those two tomb robbers, he obviously already knows the details of what happened at that time. Most importantly, he couldn't explain why he appeared in a coffin covered with a sarcophagus, because the ancients would repair the lid of the sarcophagus heavily to prevent fraudulent corpses, and it was stuck outside. It is only possible to push it away from the outside with the help of utensils, and except for people with magical abilities like Lao Dao, normal people will absolutely not be able to open it from the inside of the coffin.

Wang Junlin was speechless for a while.

The old Taoist saw the change in Wang Junlin's expression, and his heart became more and more sure of his previous speculation. He was also shocked, and while his heart was shaking, he was also secretly surprised: "Could it be that the legend is true."

I don't know why, the old Taoist didn't continue to worry about Wang Junlin's unknown origin, but suddenly said: "The poor Taoist wants to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

Wang Junlin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said, "Why did the senior accept the junior as a disciple?"

The old Taoist said: "Because when you come to this world, the first thing you see is poverty, so we are destined."

Wang Junlin smiled wryly in his heart, and wanted to ask this old man what he thought about his unknown identity, but considering that if this topic was brought up, he really couldn't explain his own origin, so he didn't say it out loud. He said: "The theory of fate is what Buddhism has always said. The predecessors seem to be authentic Taoists, so they pay attention to fate."

Obviously, the old man has a bad temper. When Wang Junlin said this, he frowned and said, "Don't you want to?"

Wang Junlin said cautiously: "What will happen if this junior doesn't want to?" It's not like he didn't think about calling the guards in the mansion to surround and kill this old man, but after measuring the strength of this old man, he found the possibility of success It was too low, and when Wu Si came running with his guards, he might have already confessed to this place. Therefore, he did not dare to act rashly.

"If you don't want to, Pindao has no choice but to arrest you and bring you into that sarcophagus to cut open your blood, flesh, bones, even pry open your head, dig out your heart, and see what kind of person you are. Who?" The old man snorted coldly, and said with a complicated expression.

Wang Junlin sighed, and said: "Then I have no choice but to worship senior as my teacher."

When the old Taoist heard it, he seemed very happy, and said, "It's not just about saying what you want to be a teacher, you don't want to get up and kneel down to be your teacher, my good disciple."

Wang Junlin had no choice but to get off the bed, knelt down to the old Taoist, kowtowed three times, and said: "Apprentice Wang Junlin pays homage to the master."

The old Taoist was very pleased with Wang Junlin's seriousness, stroked his beard, and said, "Very well, from now on, you will be my apprentice. The master passed down from the lineage of Chunqiu Shizi, passed down from generation to generation, and is the name of the master. Changkuzi, you have to remember."

Wang Junlin couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard the words. He had really heard of the corpse, and there really was such a person in history.

Changkuzi was a little surprised by Wang Junlin's expression, and said, "Why, you've heard about our mountain gate."

Wang Junlin nodded and said: "The corpse is named Jiao, a native of Lu, and it is said that he is Shang Yang's master. According to "Historical Records·Meng Xun Biography·Jijie" records, there is a corpse in Chu, and he is said to be from Jin , is the guest of Shang Yang, and Wei Yang, Shang Jun, plans things and plans, legislates and governs the people, and it is not inconsistent with Jiao's rules. Shang Jun was punished, and Jiao was afraid of being punished, so he fled to Shu. After the corpse Jiao fled to Shu, he wrote " "Zizi" book. "Han Shu·Yiwenzhi" listed Shi Jiao as a miscellaneous school. His thoughts integrated Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and Legalism, as well as the thoughts of Meng Ke, Xun Qing, Shang Yang, Han Fei, etc. It also has an impact on the farmer's Xu Xing."

Chang Kuzi looked at Wang Junlin with a complicated expression, and said, "Because of the single transmission of my corpse, most people in the world have forgotten it. I didn't expect you to know it. It can be seen that this is God's will."

Pause for a while, and then said: "I see that you want to practice the exercises on the scroll but you don't know yet, I can teach you as a teacher."

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