Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Speaking of which, it was also her father and brother's fault that they were too greedy. During the famine, bandits passed by here and would go from house to house asking for food and water. As long as they handed it over voluntarily, nothing would happen. However, her father and brother tried their best to prevent the bandits from entering.

Unfortunately, what happened was counterproductive. The bandits put knives on their necks and broke into the room. Not only did they find food and water, but they also dug out several boxes of gold and silver. The bandits carried everything away.

The father was unwilling to give in and struggled a lot, but was mercilessly wiped on the neck by the bandits.

When the two brothers saw their father lying in a pool of blood, they became quiet and did not dare to resist anymore.

The house was destroyed by bandits. After their father died, the two brothers buried him hastily, borrowed some food and rations from the villagers, and left the mountain village.

Song Zhang said: "I only know that they went to Qingzhou, saying they wanted to join my grandfather."

The girl sitting opposite was silent when she heard this. After being quiet for a long time, she said, "Thank you, Brother Song, for telling me this."

Song Zhang shook his head, his expression as gentle as water, and said patiently: "Yan Niang, what are your plans in the future? Are you going to Qingzhou to find your two brothers, or..."

"I haven't decided yet." The girl interrupted him softly.

She hadn't decided yet, but Song Zhang knew that no matter what decision she made, she would never stay.

Now that he knew she was leaving, Song Zhang couldn't persuade her to change her mind. He only said: "It's getting dark. You guys probably won't have time to go down the mountain today. Otherwise, you can stay at my house for one night. It won't be too late to leave tomorrow, or You can also stay for a while.”

Ji Yan shook her head: "No, Brother Song, I don't want to trouble you."

Song Zhang stopped talking and remained silent for a long time. He could not hide his dark expression and said, "Your father and brother have never said where you and your hairpin have gone. You... what have you experienced this year? Can you tell me?"

The girl raised her head when she heard the words. Her pair of dark almond-shaped eyes were clear and clean, but her tone was surprisingly calm: "Brother Song should have guessed it, right? My father sold me to a nobleman as a concubine and severed his relationship with me. Relationship, I think my father and brother kept silent about it, probably because they felt ashamed."

Song Zhang's heart ached and he opened his lips: "Yanniang..."

Ji Yan stood up and said: "Brother Song, thank you for taking care of me when I was a child. I am living a good life now. If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to Shangjing to find me. When I settle down in the future, you can write A letter has been sent, and if Brother Song is in trouble, he can come to Beijing to find me at any time."

The original owner also had a gloomy childhood. Fortunately, she had Song Zhang. She and Song Zhang were supposed to be childhood sweethearts, but her father sold her, ruining this supposedly happy marriage.

Perhaps the original owner had been unwilling to commit himself to being the first assistant, and Song Zhang was also involved.

She had fallen in love with Song Zhang, but her feelings were still lingering, but Ji Yan was not the original owner, and she couldn't accept this love, so she could only repay him in another way.

She was resolute, but Song Zhang didn't know that the fate between the two of them was over.

After Song Zhang was silent, he stood up and saw her off: "I'll take you and Young Master Xie down the mountain."

Ji Yan shook her head, but still didn't ask him to send her off, and left alone.

The air became humid and muggy again.

When Ji Yan was in the house just now, she only felt that the sky was gloomy. When she came out, she found that the sky was filled with dark clouds at some point.

Xie Yuan was sitting on the stone outside the courtyard. The young man's back was straightened, and the navy blue hairband was tangled in his hair. His back was cold and depressing, making people unable to connect with the bright face in his mind.

She raised her feet and walked over. Xie Yuan looked up at her when he heard the voice. He didn't see the scholar again. There was a bit of surprise in the young man's dark eyes, and then he pursed his lips: "Auntie, have you finished reminiscing with him? "

Ji Yan stared at him, Xie Yuan's tone was calm, but Ji Yan always felt that he was still somewhat infected by the prince, and his tone was vaguely yin and yang.

However, those clean and beautiful pupils are very innocent and not as scheming as that.

She nodded.

Xie Yuan didn't know what he was thinking and stopped talking.

"Are you leaving?" she couldn't help but ask.

Xie Yuan naturally wanted to leave, the sooner the better. He stood up silently, but took two steps forward, came back and handed her the sleeves to hold, but he didn't look at her again during the whole process, and he didn't know what was going on. Stifling.

Ji Yan did not expose it, but just looked at it silently.

But they were destined to be unable to go down the mountain tonight. It started to rain heavily halfway, making the mountain road more difficult to walk and the sky getting dark, making it very dangerous.

It was impossible for Xie Yuan to take Ji Yan on an adventure. Even if he disliked Brother Song, he would still lead Ji Yan back silently.

The aunt asked doubtfully: "Where to go?"

Xie Yuan: "Go find Song Zhang."

"Why are you looking for him?" Ji Yan couldn't help but ask, and the corners of her lips could not help but curl up. For the first time, she discovered that Xie Yuan also had such an awkward and cute side.

The young man pursed his lips and said, "I can't go down the mountain tonight, so I'll stay at his house for one night."

When Ji Yan heard this, her Xing'er eyes slightly curved.

Going to Song Zhang is one way, but it's not the only way.

She grabbed Xie Yuan's sleeve and said, "Follow me, I know a good place."

After meeting Song Zhang, many memories of the original owner's childhood became clear, including this mountain temple.

But when Ji Yan pulled Xie Yuan into this eerie and dark mountain temple, she couldn't help but be stunned on the spot and hesitated to go deeper.

It's a little different from what I remembered. The mountain temple used to be full of incense, clean and bright, but after the famine, it became eerie and eerie, with a damp musty smell. The mountain god statues were mottled and peeled off, looking like ghosts in the night.

Ji Yan's fingers tightened slightly. Xie Yuan turned his head to look at the surrounding environment. Feeling the force coming from his sleeves, he couldn't help but turned his head and asked her, "Are you scared, aunt?"

Ji Yan shook her head. It was not that she was scared, but the atmosphere was too gloomy and unavoidable.

When he was a child, the original owner and his father and brother would often come to the mountain temple to sleep alone.

It is dry and warm here. There is a secret door behind the statue, which contains many daily necessities. It used to be lived by the temple keeper. Later, the temple keeper died and there was no new temple keeper to take over, so it became an ownerless place.

The original owner was one of the few people who knew about the existence of the secret door.

She took Xie Yuan inside. The situation in the darkroom was better than that in the temple, but it was also damp and dark, and the bedding was moldy and unusable. All in all, the situation was still much worse than Ji Yan expected.

Xie Yuan took a closer look and commented: "Well, at least it can avoid the rain."

"..."

Ji Yan sighed, in fact, it would be better to shamelessly go to Song Zhang's house to stay for one night.

She squatted down, took off her wet coat, wrung out the water and spread it on the dry ground. She asked Xie Yuan uncertainly: "How about just one night?"

When Xie Yuan lowered his eyes to look, he froze. She had no idea how serious she looked at that moment...

Her hair was soaked and slightly rolled up. The thin gauze was close to her skin. Her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright. The girl's fragrance was stronger in the closed space. It penetrated into her mouth and nose, seeming to be a bit sweet.