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Chapter 5 The Pigeon as a Matchmaker

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    He is indeed not a plague patient. After walking a few times in the deep mountains, Liu Moyan easily got rid of the people following behind him, picked a few herbs to treat typhoid fever, put them in his mouth, and his expression was condensed. Did he really get it in the last life?  The reason why Duan Jinrong took care of the plague is no longer known. The time of rebirth in this life was just before he entered the customs.

    In order to confirm his doubts, he still entered the customs. In this life, he knew very well that a plague would break out in the customs. From the beginning to the end, he stayed in the inn, took the food with him, and had no contact with plague patients. Even the typhoid fever  , I got it after calculating the time and blowing the wind all night.

    Plague?  He sneered, staring at his clean and white hands, the expression on his face slowly condensed, for Duan Jinrong, let his hands be stained with blood, for the care of him all the way, let himself do everything for him, now look  Come on, isn't it like the plague that Imperial Physician Du swore to treat? It's a joke from beginning to end?

    "Don't worry, I will be reborn in this life, and I won't let you be stained with blood for anyone"

    Liu Moyan murmured, touching his beautifully shaped ten fingers as if in a trance, little by little, from fingertips to wrists, so clean, soon there will be nowhere to be found, but, this life  Well, even if he let his hands be stained with blood, it was his own choice, and it was for himself, and he would never let himself fall into such a humble situation for anyone else.

    ?The hand rubbing his left wrist paused, and what was clasping his hand was a string of wooden beads.

    Eighteen wooden beads, with rough handwork, and one of them has a vague year character engraved on it, like a childish graffiti. He doesn't remember when he wore it on his hand, but he has been wearing it since he can remember, and he is used to it.  Yes, later, Duan Jinrong exchanged it with a priceless red agate bead halfway through, and after that, I couldn't find it anymore.

    I really think of Duan Jinrong in everything I do, and I will change this habit in the future.

    "Ahem!"

    Couldn't help coughing again, the smile on Liu Moyan's lips became brighter, bright and scary, he peeled off the beads casually, put them in his arms, threw the stone in his hand, and with a snap, a bird in the sky  The snow-white dove fell down.

    I held the pigeon's wings and flipped it over. I was a little disappointed to find that the pigeon didn't carry any information on it, but there was some powder on its paws. I don't know who had nothing to do.

    Seeing that it was getting late and the mountain roads at night were not easy to walk, Liu Moyan took the pigeon and found a place with a water source. He skillfully peeled and shed the fur, cleaned the internal organs, and stuffed the hollowed out pigeon belly into the  After finding those medicinal herbs, I found some firewood nearby, lit a fire, and roasted the pigeons leisurely.

    The smell of meat and the fragrance of herbs form a unique scent that makes people salivate just by smelling it. Because of the discord with his family, Liu Moyan began to travel alone since he was young.  Self-confessed as the first, no one dared to admit the second, there was a grunting sound, it was the vibrating sound of the empty stomach, Liu Moyan thought it was his stomach that was screaming at first, but when the second sound sounded, he  I knew it wasn't my stomach growling.

    The voice behind him was muffled, as if he was desperately suppressed by the master, even, that person was still quietly retreating, and he was talking about this kind of person who wanted to save face and suffer. If it was someone like Duan Jinrong, he would have already had a graceful manner  , In a few words, someone took the initiative to invite him, who is as stupid as this unexpected guest, smelling the smell of roasted pigeons, Liu Moyan's eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt a little joking: "Yeah  , good smell, good smell, dove, dove, although your life is not good, you bumped into my hand, but your life is better than others of the same kind, because ah, I will make good use of you  "

    "That's Benmy pigeon!"

    The voice of gnashing teeth came from behind him, and Liu Moyan was taken aback for a moment, not because he was caught by the pigeon owner at the scene of his crime, but because of that familiar voice, his eyes shone with a strange light, remembering the last time we met in the previous life,  An unknown feeling spread.

    The two of them fought for half their lives, with hatred and sympathy, but in the end, they were both indirectly and directly defeated by the same person. If there is a reason why they lost, it may just be that they are not as tolerant as that person, not as cruel as that person.  It's not as good as that person's heartlessness.

    Smiling lightly, with a trace of rare truth that has been deeply buried since the birth of self-respect: "Your pigeon? Call it to see if it responds?"

    With a wave of the wooden fork in his hand, the pigeon was roasted with oil, golden in color, and vaguely, he heard another belly groan: "You"

    The language of reprimand??, but there is no more text, the man's high-quality robe is stained with a lot of plant dust, and there are some damaged places, how can he be in a mess, but he doesn't care to cover up his mess in front of strangers  , just looked at Liu Moyan's eyebrows and eyes in a daze, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

    "what's your name?"

    "Why, do you want to make friends?"

    Liu Moyan's wrist turned, and the man who suddenly calmed down was quiet and dignified. He was no longer a passer-by in the mountains. It reminded him of his identity as a man, and restrained his juvenile joking mood. After all, his original intention,  It's not really trying to embarrass the person in front of me, but a temptation.

    "Ben, I'm sorry, I got the wrong person!"

    Liu Moyan's slanted eyebrows and charming eyes flowed, such a rare style made Duan Jinrui lower his eyes in disappointment.

    "The plague is rampant in the pass. If you can survive in the mountains, don't stay in the town for a short time!"

    After explaining this sentence, Duan Jinrui walked towards the other side, which was the direction Liu Moyan walked when he came.

    Liu Moyan was in a daze, he wanted to laugh out loud, he wanted to laugh at Duan Jinrui, he wanted to laugh at this person's untimely kindness, in the wilderness, when meeting such an unusual person as him, shouldn't normal people be on guard?

    Especially, with Duan Jinrui's status, how could he still persuade him with kind words?  Tell him about the rampant epidemic in the pass?  As a member of the court, the best way to do this kind of news is to block the news outside and take measures internally. If it is cured well, it will be a political achievement. If it is not cured, it will be burned and the corpse will be destroyed.  No one can find out what happened, so it won't shake the hearts of the people and the foundation of the country. Otherwise, why did he rush into the customs without any precautions in his previous life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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