All-Rounded Strategy Game

Jiang Li put his arms around Xuanqing's neck, his legs were between his waist, and he was stuck on him like a dog skin plaster. His face was scared, almost trembling.

Xuan Qing lived in remote mountain temples with his master and his brothers since he was a child. Not many people have come into contact with him. He was an outcast picked up by the master at the foot of the mountain. He was only a few months old when he was picked up. Frozen to death at the foot of the desolate mountain.

His master was the abbot of the monastery, who raised him with one hand. Since childhood, he has always been indifferent and reluctant to be too close to others, and even less pleasing to touch people, especially those who are not familiar with him.

When Jiang Li came up, he reflexively grabbed Jiang Li's wrist to throw the person out, but after holding it up, he couldn't make the next move.

It's as if something is stopping him deep inside!

He didn't know why this was clearly, so he listened to Jiang Li saying in his ear: "Little master, they are coming soon, let's go in and hide in there!"

Those people are still some distance away from the ruined temple, and they haven't found their existence. Jiang Li's words made Xuanqing frown: "There are four people, why do you need to hide?"

Jiang Li still lowered his voice and said, "It's not cost-effective to hit these four people. We can quietly follow them back to the bandits' den and serve them in one pot."

Xuanqing wanted to say why I wanted to listen to you, but Jiang Li put his hands together and put his hands on his ears, and the heat he vomited when speaking swept his ears, bringing a warm and numb feeling, which made never Having had such close contact with people, he was momentarily absent.

But he quickly reacted, glanced at those people, and then walked into the temple with Jiang Li on his back.

Jiang Li grabbed him like a sloth and smiled secretly.

When the two entered the temple, Xuan Qing realized that he had actually listened to Jiang Li's words unintentionally, and suddenly became a little unhappy, and found that he was still holding himself tightly, and said with a sinking face: "Let go!"

Jiang Li seemed to have just reacted, and moved quickly from him, and said apologetically: "Sorry, little master, I'm so scared, I'm in a hurry, I have offended you, forgive me."

After speaking, he put his hands together and said a few words "Amitabha Buddha".

System: "..." The actor.

Xuan Qing understood that he was afraid because these bandits walked through the gate of the ghost gate, so he didn't say much, but went around behind the Buddha statue with him.

The two of them hid for a while, then they heard footsteps and voices coming from outside, and a rough male said: "It's a shit, there is nothing good recently, I almost faded out of my mouth. ".

"Lao Er Zhou, you just grabbed a bottle of good wine from the second boss yesterday.

"That's it, I didn't even drink a sip, you drank it all."

"It's for you. It was Lao Tzu who discovered the goods from the pawnshop a few days ago and went to inform the second boss, who gave it to Lao Tzu."

"My luck this month is really bad. Last month I was able to grab a girl for fun. I stopped a shabby scholar in the past few days.

"Speaking of this scholar, it seems that we didn't see a corpse on our way just now. Is this person dead or alive?"

"It doesn't matter if he is dead or alive, it's best if he is dead. I'll give him a knife after seeing him if he is not dead."

"It's alright, don't complain, everyone. The pawnshop has made a lot of money. The big master explained that he will have a celebration feast tonight, and everyone can enjoy it now."

"This is it!"

Listening to their conversation, Jiang Li thought that the scholar in their mouth should be himself. Hearing these people talk about his life and death in an indifferent tone, he must have a lot of blood on his hands.

One of the "girls" mentioned by one of them should be a looted citizen's girl, who fell into the hands of these people. The girl was afraid that it would be ill-fated, and the villagers under the mountain must have been harassed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li's gaze slowly sank, his fists slowly clenched, and he secretly decided not to let go of these bandits who had killed them.

Just as he was thinking about how to clean up these people, the back of his hand was tapped suddenly, which made him come back to his senses. When he looked down, he saw Xuan Qing tapping the back of his hand with a small chopstick.

--let go.

Xuan Qing said silently, and Jiang Li realized that he had accidentally clutched Xuan Qing's sleeves. The force was too strong, and his cuffs were all wrinkled.

——Sorry.

Jiang Li released his hand and answered silently. Xuan Qing nodded and turned his attention back to the bandit outside.

The bandits were crude people. They sat on the ground in the temple, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not. Two of them unloaded their wine bags from their waists, and the four of them took a turn and drank one by one, chatting about the sky.

These people are full of vulgar language, and they even compare the things in the house while chatting, and burst into laughter from time to time.

Xuan Qing grew up in a temple, and Buddhism is a clean place. Wherever I have heard these slurs, I feel more disgusted with these vulgar people in front of me, especially when I heard one of them describe him to his companions. When he used to humiliate the Liang family's women and force them to death, his face was already gloomy and almost dripping with water.

Listening to the laughter outside, he gradually clenched the chopsticks in his hand, thinking about throwing it out, piercing the man's throat!

As soon as his hand moved, Jiang Li grabbed his wrist.

"..." Xuanqing's mouth moved, before he could speak, a slender finger suddenly pressed against his lips, preventing the rest of his words.

Jiang Li suddenly approached him, staring at him, and silently persuaded him: ——Little master, stay calm.

The space behind the Buddha statue is not large. In this small space, the two bodies are almost close to each other, so close that Xuanqing can clearly see his reflection in Jiang Li’s eyes and Jiang Li’s pressure on his lips. hand.

Such an excessively intimate and dangerous distance made him a little unnatural, and he suddenly tilted his head back, avoiding Jiang Li's fingers, and also avoiding Jiang Li's sight.

His movements made Jiang Li's hand fall into the air, stiffened in the air, and then retracted casually, smiled at Xuanqing, who was pursing his lips, and then turned his attention to the bandit outside.

It is not the first time that Jiang Li has been treated like this when his lover has lost his memory. The system has witnessed it several times and asked in a caring voice: "Host, how are you?"

"Very good." Jiang Li replied in his heart, "I'll let him get some points first, and then I'll get it back slowly."

System: "..." There is a feeling of being fed dog food again.

Xuan Qing also turned his gaze back to the bandit, but couldn't ignore the sudden change in the beating of his heart. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Only on the lips pressed by Jiang Li's fingers, the subtle numbness that remained was still particularly clear.

After the bandits had enough rest, they tied the empty wine bags to their waists, stood up, patted their butts, and left.

After they walked a short distance, Xuanqing and Jiang Li came out from behind the Buddha statue. As soon as they jumped off, Jiang Li said: "Sorry, little master, I didn't mean to offend just now, don't mind."

When he said this, he was polite. He didn't have the familiarity that Xuanqing used to be when he was on the same road. It stands to reason that this is the way Xuanqing is accustomed to getting along with others, but he doesn't know how, he looks at Jiang Lilian. With a polite and rusty smile, I always feel that it is not so right.

However, it was not the time for him to delve into it. He nodded casually, said "It's not your fault, let's go", and chased after him first.

Jiang Li followed him, and the two followed the bandits all the way up two small hills and then up the mountain.

The two did not chase too closely to avoid attracting the other's attention. When they reached halfway up the mountain, they saw a large wooden plaque with "Qingfengzhai" written on it. Two bandits guarded the gate of the cottage.

After the four people entered the village, Jiang Li and Xuan Qing stopped and looked outside.

The Qingfeng Village does not seem to be of a very large scale, but there are several guard posts on the village house, and the door is also guarded by shifts. The defense is fairly rigorous.

The two watched not far away, and Jiang Li whispered to Xuan Qing, "Let’s leave first. They are crowded and it is not convenient to move during the day."

Xuan Qing had no objections, and the two quietly left.

After some distance from the cottage, the two people stopped. Jiang Li thought about what those people said just now about the celebration party in the cottage tomorrow night, so he proposed to act again tomorrow night.

He knows that Xuanqing knows martial arts and that martial arts is not weak.

"Yes." Xuan Qing had this plan, thinking of his thoughtful look just now, and asked, "Do you have any plans."

Jiang Li smiled, stretched out his hand and took out a packet of powdered medicine from his arms, and said, "Aren't they going to have a celebration party? Sprinkle this in their wine and let them sleep for three days and three nights."

Xuan Qing looked at the medicine powder in his hand, wondering: "Where did it come from?"

He remembered that when he was saving Jiang Li, he had relieved his clothes in order to apply the powder on his waist. There was no powder on his body at that time.

Jiang Li knew what he was thinking. He exchanged this powder at the game mall. Naturally, he couldn’t tell him, so he said, “I’m a scholar who has no power to hold a chicken. I must have something to defend myself. It’s hidden in the soles of my shoes, and it’s just used today."

...Soles.

Xuan Qing glanced at his feet unconsciously, then looked at the powder in his hand, for a while, she didn't even know what expression to make.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Li secretly smiled in his heart, put the powdered medicine back into his arms, and said, "Let’s find something to eat first, and then go to the cottage to see it at night."

Xuanqing asked, "Don't you just start it tomorrow night?"

"Yeah." Jiang Li scratched the tip of his nose with his index finger, naturally, "Go step on it first."

Xuan Qing was unclear, so: "Step on it?"

"Um..." Jiang Li waved his hand and said, "Hometown dialect, if you don't understand, I will teach you slowly when I turn around."

Xuan Qing thought that he didn't need it, but he didn't know why when he said it, it turned out again: "Okay."

The two found a place to rest, and in the evening they began to explore Qingfeng Village at night. Jiang Lizheng played the role of a scholar who had no power to bind a chicken, and Xuanqing carried him into the bandit's den like a chicken cub.

It was the same, before Jiang Li knew that Xuan Qing's light skill was so good, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was flying over the wall, and the landing was silent, and it did not attract the attention of the guards at all.

There were many houses in the cottage, and the two stopped when they found a relatively secret room, intending to find out who was living in the room, but when they stood firmly, they heard a yum-ah-ah yelling from inside.

The soundproofing effect of the ancient wooden house is not as good as the modern one. The two of them were outside the house and heard the sound inside the house without missing a word.

The lascivious noises coming from the house were everyone knew what they were doing, and the fighting was fierce.

Listening to the woman's voice and yelling, "Master, you are amazing!" and the like, the two knew that this was the house of the cottage owner.

I have to say that the luck of the two is very good, and they stopped outside the house of the big boss as soon as they stopped, but the luck of the two is also very bad.

The big boss and the woman in the house were too addicted to the fun of fish and water, and their voices almost broke the roof, which was really unbearable.

Jiang Li didn't listen to the corner's preferences, and tugged his ears irritably. He was about to talk to Xuan Qing about a different place. Before Xuan Qing said, he was picked up by Xuan Qing, and once again used the eaves to walk the wall, and left the house of the master.

Xuan Qing found a more secret place to put Jiang Li down. Jiang Li was carried by him unsuspectingly just now. At this moment, he felt that his vision was still a little swaying, and she couldn't help shaking her head, reminding him in a low voice: " Little Master, next time you want to fly, remember to remind me first, I'm dizzy."

Xuan Qing did not speak, and under the moonlight, his face was not very beautiful.

When Jiang Li noticed his face, he was taken aback for a moment, then he remembered the slurs that the two had just heard outside the house.

When I was in the temple today, Xuan Qing was frowning and disgusted just after hearing the bandits describe the things about men and women. Besides, he listened to the scene now, no wonder he was in such a bad mood.

It seems that my lover is really very pure-hearted in this life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li couldn't help but amused him, leaned in quietly, and asked in a low voice: "Little master, why is your face so red?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanqing subconsciously reached out and touched his face, and then listened to him again: "Did you listen to other people's corners and think of spring?"

"..." The hand touching his face suddenly stiffened, and Xuan Qing's face immediately went black.

Donor, please don't talk nonsense!