Quickly wear: The host is a frequent visitor to the rule of law column

33 sighed helplessly, helped Moyou adjust his posture, and covered him with a small quilt.

It is extremely tiring to do so many things with the body of a dying person. She went to accept the punishment as soon as she came back, and then ran to find it without taking a good rest. Now she couldn't support it.

"Have a good sleep." 33 reached out and patted Moyou's head. He couldn't help laughing when he saw her retracting her head into the quilt dissatisfiedly in her sleep.

It sat beside Moyou's pillow, carefully choosing its next task.

There is no clear passage of time in the system space, so Mo You doesn't know how long she slept.

As soon as she sat up, a glass of water appeared next to her. She reached out, picked it up and drank it. After drinking, she let go of the glass and disappeared again.

Don't worry about sleeping too much. She has to drink a few mouthfuls of water every time she wakes up. This is her habit. After 33 found out, she would prepare water every time she woke up.

"33?" she shouted.

"Yes, host." 33's cheerful voice immediately sounded.

She felt a little relieved knowing that 33 hadn't left. She sat on the bed in a daze for a while, waiting for herself to recover from the state of just waking up.

"Enough waiting, let's do the mission."

Maybe as a soul, she never fell asleep. Moyou was still a little confused, but she didn't want to waste time here.

"Okay." 33's fingers moved quickly on the light screen, "The mission is starting, host, please be ready."

The perimeter of an inconspicuous house was filled with people wearing servants' clothes. Several people were lying scattered in the yard, and blood seeped down their bodies into the gaps in the floor tiles.

The older ones are already gray-haired, while the younger ones are no more than babies.

Some corpses jumped forward, while others ran away as if trying to enter the door.

But without exception, they all turned into corpses lying on the ground.

Following the blood stains flowing from the blade on the ground, there stood a young man in brocade clothes holding a knife at the closed door.

"Yunniang! Yunniang!" The young man slapped the door vigorously.

In the room, Moyou rubbed his forehead and sat up from the bed. The original owner felt like he had been hit, and the back of his head hurt so much.

Before she could calm down, a young man's voice sounded outside the door again, "Yun Niang! Yun Niang, please open the door!"

Scream, scream, scream!Call the soul!

Moyou gathered his clothes, got off the bed, and looked at the surrounding environment. It seemed to be an ancient world again.

Before she could figure out the situation, she heard 33 calling her in a serious tone, "Host, there is a cellar in the middle of your room, hide quickly! He will come in soon."

The sound at the door made the windows tremble. Moyou had no doubt that he was there. He listened to 33 and hid in the cellar.

It seemed that it had been prepared early in the morning, with all the food and water available, as well as some emergency clothing.

Not long after she hid in, the door was knocked open, and the young man walked in with blood and evil aura all over his body.

The originally handsome face was suddenly distorted by this violent aura, which made people feel chilled in their hearts just by looking at it.

He searched around the house but didn't see any living things. He unwillingly searched for boxes that might be hiding people but found nothing.

"Yun Niang! Yun Yao!" he yelled, "Now that everyone in your family is dead, I'll see who can help you next time!"

After saying that, he swung his sword to chop open all the tables, chairs and benches around him.

Moyou frowned when he heard this in the cellar.

The footsteps above suddenly sounded again, as if a group of people had broken in, and their footsteps were chaotic.He searched all over again, and finally reported to the young man helplessly that he might have escaped long ago.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the shape of the quilt. He was walking in a hurry, so he probably wouldn't be far away, but he was not in a hurry to catch up and instead continued to look around.

It was quiet up there, and Mo You didn't dare to make any big moves. She even slowed down her breathing.

After waiting for a few more minutes, the sound of leaving footsteps sounded.

Moyou still didn't let down her guard, she said to 33, "Transmit the memory to me first."

However, 33 did not respond immediately. After a while, he stamped his feet furiously, "This is not the task I chose for you. I will make it clear that it is not from ancient times. Someone has replaced it! Damn it!"

After it vented its anger for a while, it panted and replied to Mo You, "Host, please wait for a while. I can't obtain the memory normally. I still have to see what is going on with this mission."

After it finished speaking, there was no movement until it went to do its own thing.

There was nothing else to do down here, so she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep. With 33 as a cover, she would not be discovered if she made a big move.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo You was able to see something clearly in the dark cave.

The sound of retracing footsteps suddenly sounded.

He walked around the room a few more times, as if he still refused to believe that there was really no one here.

But I couldn't find it, so I reluctantly left again.

It happened that 33 also came back, its tone was rare and low, "Host, we have been set up, and now we are wiping others' butts."

"What's going on?" Moyou felt something was wrong.

"Hey, I'll pass on the memory I acquired to you." 33's voice sounded listless. He originally wanted the host to take a good rest, but it ended up messing him up.

Moyou sat down, and many memories quickly came to his mind.

At first, it was just the growth process of a merchant's daughter named Yunyao, from a little skinny monkey to a graceful lady.

Although he was born into a low-class merchant family, because of his beautiful appearance, many people sought him out.

She was supposed to wait until her hair was born, be looked after by her parents, marry a well-matched son, and live an ordinary life as her husband and child.

But the incident occurred just a few months before she was born.

Moyou's perspective suddenly changed from No. 1 to third person, as if it was rotating with the original owner's perspective.

"Yun Yao" sat up from the bed, with a cunning look on her face that was inconsistent with the original owner's character.

As soon as she got up, she went straight to the mirror, marveled at the appearance inside, and said strange things to herself.

"I finally found a beautiful shell last time, but someone else got there first. Fortunately, I came here first this time. The current shell is also pretty good, on par with the one last time."

At this time, the mother of the original owner came and knocked on the door and asked if she wanted to see if another matchmaker came to the door.

I saw that "Yun Yao" suddenly turned down her face and muttered in a low voice, "How can such a beautiful woman marry an ordinary person? I have planned to be a beauty who brings disaster to the country and the people this time."

Although she said this, she still pushed the door open and went out, but she didn't look good on the original owner's mother who was waiting at the door.

Even in his memory, Mo You still felt the anger and panic of the original owner.