The Dayuan Empire, the northwest border, Chongling County, and Changling Street, was getting late and the cool breeze swept across a courtyard.

Uncle Jiu sighed deeply. He was the butler of this courtyard.

Three days ago, the young master and several children of wealthy families in the county town were wandering around Changling Street.

I happened to meet two saints, and the ten masters joined forces to siege the most powerful saint in this world - the Sword Saint.

But unexpectedly, a dazzling stream of light suddenly fell from the sky and crashed into the battle circle. The Sword Saint tried his best to cut the ball of light away, but was still hit by the force.

He directly sent the Sword Saint and a strange man in strange costume to the sword that the young master was wielding to the sword that he was using to show off.

Some people who saw that scene were frightened. Many people even thought that the light was the sword energy of the young master Zhuge Liusu, and one sword pierced the sword saint and another mysterious powerful man.

Therefore, the young master's name has quietly spread within these five days.

"Uncle Jiu, when will the young master wake up?" asked Feng Ling, a servant who grew up with Zhuge Liusu.

Uncle Jiu changed his eyes and sighed: "I don't know much. The young master's situation is very complicated. If he doesn't wake up again, he may be..."

Feng Ling was simple-minded and didn't understand Uncle Jiu's words. He immediately continued to ask, "I'm afraid what's going on?"

Uncle Jiu reached out to pat his shoulder and said to himself: "Now the news of the young master killing the Sword Saint has been suppressed by Magistrate Cui, but there is no airtight wall. Besides, Chongling County is not the dominant county magistrate, and there is also County Magistrate Dong, who is the direct line of our Zhuge family's political enemy!"

"And it is said that the seventh disciple of the Sword Saint has entered Chongling. If he knew about this, he would definitely come here. Now he can only pray that he has not met Dong Dacheng!"

Feng Ling also understood a little: "It's so terrible, why don't we take the young master back to Yundu immediately, it's safe there!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head: "Young Master did something wrong, how can you go back so easily now? I have already reported this to the head of the family, it depends on what the head of the family means!"

"Then we're waiting here, it's not a solution!" Feng Ling rubbed his hands in a hurry, looking at Zhuge Liusu who was unconscious: "Young master, you can do it, wake up quickly!"

Uncle Jiu sighed again. The letter from Zhuge family was just a self-deception, and the distance could not dissolve the near fire.

The matter of the Seventh Disciple of the Sword Saint is imminent. The most important thing now is to discuss with the Magistrate Cui about how to remove the young master and this matter.

"Feng Ling, I'm going to see County Magistrate Cui. Look at the young master!" Uncle Jiu stood up.

At this moment, Zhuge Liusu, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes.

My eyes were full of confusion, and I felt countless pieces of memory in my mind intertwined. I couldn't help but feel a splitting headache and screaming in pain.

"Young Master...Young Master!"

Feng Ling, the servant who was guarding the side, hurriedly hugged him, and turned around and shouted, "Uncle Jiu, the young master is awake!"

"Where is this? Who am I? Who am I?" Zhuge Liusu kept talking nonsense, and the memories in her mind became more and more messy.

"Young Master...Young Master, don't scare me. You are Zhuge Liusu. How did you forget the young master of the Zhennan King family in the dynasty? What should I do?" Feng Ling, who grew up with him, never saw him like this? He couldn't help but be scared to death.

"Zhuge Liusu...Zhuge Liusu!" Zhuge Liusu silently said. Of course, he knew that he was Zhuge Liusu, but in addition, there were two other intertwined memories that kept surging in his mind, making him not know which one was the real self.

"Young Master!" The butler called Uncle Ninth walked in quickly, looking at the young master who was in pain at this moment, his face was full of worry.

"Uncle Jiu, hurry up and see. The young master has been in a coma for two days and two nights. How can he just wake up and talk nonsense?" Feng Ling said anxiously.

Uncle Jiu's face was solemn: "Feng Ling, you go down and bring the medicine here first!"

Seeing Feng Ling leave, Uncle Jiu poked out his finger and gently pointed it out on his vest.

A warm air flow immediately surged throughout his body, and Zhuge Liusu, whose mind was in chaos, felt a sense of comfort in his whole body, and even the chaos in his mind became much clearer in an instant.

After calming down, he gasped heavily and sweated coldly, but his mind gradually calmed down.

The two memories that were constantly entangled in my mind began to gradually merge with his own memories.

The first memory is fine, it comes from the memory of the sword saint who has fallen.

But the other part made him feel a little unbelievable, it was not from this world.

From that memory, he saw a lot of unknown things.

There are dense crowds, towering buildings, and tools that can fly in the sky or even shuttle through the stars...

"Young master, how do you feel?" Uncle Jiu took back his arm without a trace, as if he had never taken action.

"Uncle Ninth!" Zhuge Liusu's eyes gradually regained their spirit, which made the old butler breathe a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Jiu, am I really Zhuge Liusu?" He confirmed again, and gently pinched his face.

Uncle Jiu nodded with a kindness in his eyes.

"I am the illegitimate son of Zhuge's family, the king of Zhennan?"

"I was demoted here because I touched the butt of the princess who had not passed the door?"

"Become the chief clerk of Chongling County?"

Uncle Jiu patted his shoulder with a doting spoiled look: "It's like a fake one!"

Zhuge Liusu tried hard to combine all the scattered memories, and finally calmed down.

He felt relieved, but suddenly felt a severe colic in his lower abdomen. He couldn't help but scream, jumped out of the bed quickly, ran towards the cottage with his butt, and almost knocked Feng Ling, who was walking in with the medicine soup, and was filled with his arms.

Then there was a loud fart like thunder and a wailing sound that was almost painful.

Uncle Jiu looked at each other, and the young master's fart was so loud that they didn't hear Aunt Jiu's sound of breaking into the door.

Aunt Jiu's expression is not much worse than Zhuge Liusu.

He didn't even care about the vegetables that fell from the vegetable basket and shouted to Uncle Jiu: "The boss is in charge, something big is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Uncle Jiu held Aunt Jiu who was constantly breathing.

Aunt Jiu threw the vegetable basket in her hand to the ground and said tremblingly: "On the street outside, the news that the young master killed the sword saint has spread..."

Uncle Jiu frowned tightly and held Aunt Jiu: "Where is County Magistrate Cui?"

Aunt Jiu's face was pale. When Uncle Jiu asked her, she almost burst into tears and replied anxiously: "Mr. Cui has been missing since yesterday. It is said that the yamen runners found his body in the alley just now, and Dong Dacheng has also arrived. Now he is taking the yamen runners to come here!"

"What are you doing here?" Feng Ling said unhappily.

Uncle Jiu's face suddenly changed: "Last night... Lord Cui left us, and now the young master is afraid he will get into trouble again!"

"Feng Ling, report the situation here quickly to the head of the family!" He spoke urgently.

Feng Ling felt the tense atmosphere and hurriedly turned around and retreated.

Aunt Jiu searched around: "Where is the young master?"

Uncle Jiu pointed to the toilet, and Aunt Jiu heard the loud noises coming from over there: "What's wrong with Young Master?"

"There is no time to say more!" Uncle Jiu pushed Aunt Jiu and said hurriedly: "Go and pack up quickly, we will leave immediately!"

Aunt Jiu saw the deep concern flowing from Uncle Jiu's old face, and couldn't guess why she was so anxious, but she still turned around and wanted to leave.

However, the fart sound suddenly stopped at this time.

Uncle Jiu and Aunt Jiu turned their eyes to each other.

Zhuge Liusu slowly walked out of the toilet with a little slight embarrassment, her eyes fell on the three of them, and a bitter smile was forced to touch her face.

Then he took his hand out from behind.

In his hands, there were three bright golden cylinders about three feet long.

"Young Master!" Uncle Jiu and Aunt Jiu walked over at the same time.

Zhuge Liusu gritted his teeth: "Uncle Jiu, this matter cannot be mentioned to others."

Uncle Jiu nodded and pointed at the two iron rods and a spear head in his hand: "Young Master, where did you get this spear?"

Zhuge Liusu's face was flushed, and finally sighed and replied truthfully: "I...I just pulled it out!"

"Take it out?" Uncle Jiu and Aunt Jiu looked at each other, then looked at Zhuge Liusu's expression, thinking to himself if the young master's head is broken?

Aunt Jiu couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead to check if she had any fever.

Zhuge Liusu said anxiously: "Aunt Jiu, I don't have a fever, so don't try it. Is there something wrong with my body? I'm so anxious!"

Looking at the spear that was docked together in my hands, my heart was rolling again.

Uncle Jiu reached out and patted his shoulder, and said anxiously: "Young Master, let's not talk about the matter of pulling out the spear for now. We have to leave immediately, otherwise our lives will be worrying."

"Life is worrying?" Zhuge Liusu said depressedly: "It seems that something has happened to my body. Is it already very serious?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head. If the spear was really pulled out by the young master, he would be really frightened.

Immediately explained: "Mr. Cui was assassinated last night. Now Chongling County is in chaos. Dong Dacheng is bringing people here. If we don't leave, it will be too late!"

Zhuge Liusu couldn't help but frown slightly when she heard this, revealing a bit of calmness that was different from the past: "Is County Magistrate Cui dead?"

Uncle Jiu nodded: "The body was found not long ago. Lord Cui must have happened last night when he left here. Young Master, we must leave as soon as possible. It is said that the seventh disciple of the Sword Saint is already in Chongling County, and he is probably here soon."

Seeing Zhuge Liusu still pondering, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but urge, "Young Master, if you don't leave quickly, it will be too late!"

Zhuge Liusu took a deep breath: Uncle Jiu, even if we leave now, it is probably too late."

Uncle Jiu sighed a little depressedly. It was indeed too late, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. Now that he heard that the young master made such a judgment, he could only shake his head and say, "Then you can't stay and sit still and wait for death!"

Zhuge Liusu waved his hand and said, "Stay not necessarily just sit and wait for death. Instead of making that little struggling, it is better to stay and prepare..."
Chapter completed!