Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Just when he thought he was about to fall face-first into the mud, a crisp electronic voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! The Decathlon System has detected that the host is airborne, automatically triggering the "Bouncing Skill" for 10 minutes.]

The next moment, Gu Mingli felt his body become instantly lighter, as if he had escaped gravity.

The person performed a 360° backflip in mid-air with exceptional smoothness.

After clearing the wall, I landed firmly on my feet, making a perfect landing.

This move, this posture—if this were in an Olympic gymnastics competition, the judges would definitely give him a perfect score without hesitation!

Outside the wall, the group of shadow guards who had already reached out to catch him and prevent him from falling and getting hurt all froze for a moment.

Their outstretched hands froze in mid-air, their eyes filled with amazement and surprise.

Standing in the shadows of the alley, Xiao Ye took in the entire scene before him, his eyebrows slightly raised, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You know martial arts?"

Gu Mingli was utterly impressed with his own handsomeness at that moment.

He casually straightened his slightly disheveled clothes and nonchalantly patted off non-existent dust from his body.

He mimicked Long Aotian, a pretentious smile playing on his lips.

"No, actually I don't know any martial arts."

"Oh, I can only do a few somersaults, nothing to brag about."

"Oh~~"

The guards all nodded in agreement, praising Lord Gu's skill in "somersaulting".

Xiao Ye silently withdrew his gaze, ignoring his shameless rambling.

He turned and walked deeper into the alley.

Several shadow guards exchanged glances and silently followed behind the emperor.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Gu Mingli lifted his foot, intending to quickly catch up with the group.

However, the next moment...

Something devastating happened.

The moment his toes touched the ground, his body was uncontrollably lifted into the air, performing a perfect front flip.

As soon as he landed, he wanted to take another step forward.

As a result, his body left the ground again, performing another magnificent cartwheel.

And so, in the deathly quiet alley, Gu Mingli tumbled and rolled along like a tireless wheel, keeping up with Xiao Ye's pace.

Everyone turned around abruptly: "..."

Gu Mingli stood in mid-air, tears streaming down his face: "..."

Holy crap!!!

Damn you, system!

So, during the 10 minutes that this ridiculous skill was triggered, the host couldn't even walk normally!

……

At the end of the alley, a group of people with horses were already waiting.

To avoid attracting attention, the hooves of the dozen or so horses were all covered with thick, soft cloth, so that they walked on the bluestone slabs like cats, without making any extra noise.

In the end, Gu Mingli was carried onto the horse's back like a sack of potatoes.

Because as soon as his feet touch the ground, he can't help but start doing backflips on the spot.

Xiao Ye sat on the horse and glanced at Gu Mingli, who was still twisting and turning in the saddle, trying to maintain his balance.

I was really worried, afraid that the kid might impulsively do somersaults on the horse while it was running and break his neck.

So, Xiao Ye coldly ordered someone to bring cloth and rope.

Gu Mingli's legs and feet were tightly bound to the stirrups and footstools, tied up like a rice dumpling.

Gu Mingli is completely dead.

He lay on the horse's neck, utterly dejected, pretending to be a corpse.

The group bypassed the crowded main streets of the city and instead chose to travel through dark and secluded alleys.

Finally, before nightfall, they left Jizhou City unnoticed.

As evening approached, the sky, not yet dark, shimmered with a deep sapphire blue.

The stars hang low in the sky, and the full moon hangs high.

The moonlight cast a soft, silvery glow over the vast fields and pipes.

Xiao Ye rode ahead on horseback, holding the reins, and turned to look at the fields beside the road.

Gu Mingli lay on the horse's back, feeling dizzy and disoriented from the jolting.

[Decathlon] During those ten minutes without retreating, he was completely unable to keep up with the pace of riding.

Having finally endured the release period of the abnormal skill, he quickly tried moving his ankle.

That uncontrollable, strange urge to do somersaults completely disappeared.

My body is back under my control.

Gu Mingli struggled to lift his stiff neck and pressed his face against the horse's neck in an attempt to relieve the dizziness.

"His Majesty."

He called out in a slightly unsteady voice.

"Please loosen the ropes! I promise I won't do any more somersaults!"

Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Ye quickly pulled on the reins.

The horse's hooves made a few soft thuds on the dirt road.

The column stopped and continued its march.

Xiao Ye turned around and watched as Gu Mingli's horse strolled along behind.

He leaned down slightly to examine it.

"Really all better?"

"That's great."

Gu Mingli nodded vigorously.

To prove himself, he struggled and shook his bound legs a couple of times.

It hurts like a cramp in my calf.

Xiao Ye turned his head and glanced at the shadow guard beside him.

"Untie him."

One of the shadow guards nimbly jumped off his horse.

He strode over, pulled out a dagger, and untied the rope binding Gu Mingli's legs.

The moment the rope broke, the blood that had been constricted began to circulate again.

"Hiss~~"

Gu Mingli rubbed his legs.

A tingling, numb sensation spread through my legs, as if a million ants were crawling and biting under my skin.

"No, I need to get out of bed and move around a bit."

As he spoke, Gu Mingli gripped the edge of the saddle with both hands and slowly slid off the horse.

He bent down and vigorously massaged his aching calves.

As he glanced up at the farmland by the roadside, he suddenly froze, as if he had thought of something.

The wheat stalks in this field are tall and dense, and the leaves sway in the wind in layers.

Looking further into the distance along the ridges, another field appears completely different.

It's all bare over there.

All that remained in the field were the uneven, gnawed straws.

The withered yellow color looked lifeless in the night.

This disjointed scene made Gu Mingli feel awkward.

Locust plagues often result in widespread destruction.

Wherever the insect swarms pass, they devour the bark of trees, leaving nothing but bare grass.

All that will be left on the ground is a mess.

The neatly arranged crops, resembling divisions, defy common sense.

Gu Mingli handed the reins to the shadow guard beside him and turned to look at Xiao Ye.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to check on the fields."

Xiao Ye followed Gu Mingli's gaze and instantly understood what he was thinking.

Doubts began to arise in my mind.

He dismounted and followed.

The two walked along the overgrown slope to the edge of the field.

The soil in the field was loose, and the soles of our shoes sank in a little when we stepped on it.

The dried-out soil clung to the shoes, but not a single locust was seen.

Gu Mingli squatted down and parted the dense wheat leaves in front of him.

He paused for a moment as his fingers touched the leaf.

I rubbed my thumb on the leaf.

The wheat seedlings were covered with a thin layer of something.

It doesn't have the dryness of the plant itself; instead, it has a smooth texture.

It's a bit sticky, like the feel of something sprayed with pesticides in modern times.

Gu Mingli broke off the leaf and brought it close to his eyes to examine it carefully.

A thin, transparent, oily paste clung to my fingertip.

He brought his fingers to his nose and smelled them.

A strong, bitter taste entered my nasal cavity.

The smell was very unique, but Gu Mingli was familiar with it.

He suddenly widened his eyes and met Xiao Ye's gaze.

"Something's wrong with these crops!"

Then he squatted down and quickly shoveled away the loose soil next to him.

He dug his fingers deep into the shallow soil around the roots of the wheat seedlings and grabbed a handful of soil.