Of All the Transmigrations, Why Am I a Prisoner?

The autumn wind rises, the white clouds fly, and the grass and trees are withered and yellow and the wild geese return to the south.

Yan Shu and Li Changtian walked all the way to the north. One evening, they passed a noisy town.

After a long journey, the hungry two found an inn and asked for some dishes to fill their stomachs.

While eating, a pigeon with wings like snow flew in and landed in front of Yan Shu, attracting the attention of other diners in the hall.

Yan Shu was used to it, put down his chopsticks, untied the anklet on the white pigeon's feet, and took off a piece of paper that was one finger wide. Pigeon's foot ring.

Li Changtian twisted a few grains of rice and reached out to feed it to the white pigeon.

Yan Shu quietly waited for Li Changtian to finish feeding, then picked up the white pigeon and went out to the inn to release it.

When Yan Shu came back and sat down, Li Changtian asked curiously, "How did it find you?"

Yan Shu said, "I wear a wooden sign with me. The sign has a strange fragrance and can be found by pigeons."

"It's so amazing." Li Changtian sighed.

The two were speechless. After eating and drinking, Yan Shu asked the boss to ask for two rooms.

"Two guest officers, there is only one upper room left in our residence, and the other rooms are outside. Look, which of you two lives in the room?" The boss asked politely, holding his hands.

"Huh? Is there any difference?" Li Changtian asked.

"In the house, the windows face the courtyard, it's quiet, and the house outside, with the windows facing the street, is more lively." The boss explained.

Li Changtian didn't even think about it, and said, "I live outside, I'm not afraid of noise."

Yan Shu raised his eyes to look at Li Changtian, and said lightly, "It's okay, I too..."

Li Changtian laughed out loud: "You are also what you are. You are obviously afraid of noise. Before we slept in the same bed, you woke up when I moved a little. It's fine. I live on the street, I'm really not afraid of noise."

Yan Shu showed a look of surprise, and said no more, nodding his thanks.

The two of them went back to their respective rooms, and it was time to light the candles. Yan Shu tidied up the bedding and was about to take an early rest when he suddenly remembered something and sat up on the bed again.

During these days on the road, Li Changtian's injuries were almost indistinguishable from each other, except for his ten fingers, which healed slowly, and he had to apply medicine once every three days.

Today is another day for medicine.

Li Changtian couldn't remember. Every time Yan Shu asked, "Is there any medicine?"

Yan Shu asked twice, but stopped asking.

Apply it to him yourself.

Yan Shu got up and remembered one more thing: The last time I applied the medicine, there was not much left of the plaster in the medicine pot.

Yan Shu put on his clothes without saying a word, walked out of the inn, and went to the street to find a pharmacy.

At this time, Li Changtian was lying on the wooden window of the guest room, counting the stars with his head on his head.

In the last life in the army, I used mobile phones and computers less, so Li Changtian was still used to the days without these two things, but he spent most of the night training, and now that he is free, he is really a little empty.

Li Changtian once said.

If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old. If I go to bed earlier, I will not be old.

Two orioles sing the green willows, and go to bed earlier with hair.

Ask you how much sorrow can you have, go to bed early without worry.

After Li Changtian counted the stars for a while, he stretched and decided to go to bed to rest.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the street.

"Thief! Stop!"

"Stinky boy, see if I catch you or beat you to death."

"Stop him!"

Li Changtian leaned against the window and looked down suspiciously.

The street was dim, and only a few candles leaked from some open shops on the roadside. A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old was running on the street with something in his arms, followed by a few cursing men.

The young man was staggering and did not run very fast. He was caught after a while, and several people surrounded him, knocking him to the ground while cursing.

The young man didn't say a word, grabbed the thing in his arms tightly, but refused to let go, and was kicked several times on his body.

The man in the lead kicked the boy on the head and was suddenly blocked.

In front of the boy, Li Changtianhu clasped his fists with both hands, and said kindly, "Brothers, don't hit so hard, hitting someone can't solve the problem, so talk about it if you have something to say."

"He stole things!" The man scolded, bent down and stretched out his hand, yanking the things out of the boy's arms.

The young man refused to let go, and begged several times: "It's all broken, anyway, it's broken, give it to me, please."

Li Changtian took a closer look and found that what the boy had stolen was a candy cake wrapped in oil paper. The two pulled the candy cake like this, and the candy cake kept falling off the residue.

The man snatched the candy cake and cursed angrily: "Even if I feed it to the dog, I won't give it to you a thief cheaply." After speaking, he left with someone.

Li Changtian scratched his head, turned around, and squatted down in front of the boy: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital? Stealing is wrong, understand? Where are your parents?"

When Li Changtian was about to speak earnestly and earnestly to persuade the young man to return from his lost way, the young man stood up without saying a word, ignored Li Changtian at all, and staggered away.

"Huh? Wait..." Only then did Li Changtian realize that the boy was in ragged clothes. He hesitated for a while, but chased after him.

Li Changtian didn't stop the young man, didn't talk to him, just followed him not far or near, followed silently all the way to a ruined temple.

The young man limped into the dilapidated temple, the wooden beams collapsed, the Buddhist altar fell into dust, weeds covered the floor, and in the place where the wind did not leak in the dilapidated temple, there were a few people in tattered clothes, old and young, look. It seems that I do not know why I am exiled here.

The teenager walked to a corner of the ruined temple, and in the corner lay a young girl who was coughing. She was obviously ill, her face was burning red, and her breath was disordered. There was an older woman next to her who was taking care of her. When people saw the boy coming, they sighed.

When the boy saw it, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stepped forward to touch the girl's forehead: "Yaoyao, hold on, my brother will bring you a candy cake tomorrow."

Outside the broken temple, Li Changtian, who saw everything through the broken window, was silent for a while, then reached out and touched his empty pocket.

He thought about it and went back to the inn.

In the inn, the boss was standing behind the counter, cracking an abacus.

Li Changtian walked over and said with a smile, "Boss, discuss something with you."

The boss raised his head, rubbed his hands together and smiled kindly: "Guest officer, say it."

"I don't live in the room, can you return the money to me?" Li Changtian asked.

The boss is also a cheerful person: "Yes, guest officer." Then he went to get the money.

"By the way, there is one more thing... Boss..." Li Changtian continued to discuss with the boss cheeky, "Can you lend me the firewood room for one night?"

Li Changtian took the money and returned to the ruined temple, ignoring the doubts and inquiries of others, and walked up to the boy without saying a word.

The boy was holding the sick girl and giving her water to drink. Seeing Li Changtian standing in front of him, he thought he was here to catch him and report to the official. His hand shook and he almost splashed the water.

"You, come." Li Changtian pointed to the outside of the broken temple.

The boy didn't argue, he put down the broken bowl, lowered his head and followed Li Changtian out of the broken temple.

Outside the broken temple, the silver moon hangs high, and the autumn wind is rustling.

Li Changtian stuffed the silver into the boy's arms: "Here, take it to buy medicine for your sister, don't take it to buy sugar cakes, eat less sugar if you have a fever, do you hear me?"

The young man suddenly widened his eyes, and then knelt down to Li Changtian: "Eunuch!"

Li Changtian was half-kneeling in front of the boy, holding the boy's shoulder with one hand, and looking at him: "Since you called me a benefactor, I'll tell you a few words, any act of taking other people's property without authorization is a violation of social morality. Yes, if you have hands and feet, can't you use chopping wood and carrying water for a piece of sugar cake? Do you have to do such a shameful thing?"

The boy's eyes slowly turned red, he pursed his mouth tightly, unable to say anything, and then gave Li Changtian a kowtow.

Li Changtian's eyes are quick and his hands are fast, and his palm is on the boy's forehead, preventing his head from touching the ground: "Can't stand it, don't knock, go back and take care of your sister, I'm also eating and drinking from other people, and I can't do it with this little money. It helps too much, you just don’t steal it in the future.”

"Stop stealing." The boy gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Li Changtian smiled, and he took a long breath: "Okay."

In the dead of night, Yan Shu returned to the inn.

Due to the late hour, most of the pharmacies in the town were closed, so Yan Shu searched the whole town and finally bought the medicine back.

Yan Shu was a little worried that Li Changtian had already gone to bed, thinking that he should not disturb him, when he looked up, he found himself standing in front of his wing door.

There was no candle light in the wing, it was quiet.

Yan Shu turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the wing.

Her voice was charming and she was gasping for breath: "Xiao Xianggong, be gentle, you hurt me."

Although these words were soft enough to pinch water, the person who spoke was clearly a man.

Yan Shu: "…"