Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

Xiao Xingyun took Shen Yuan out of the small shop and came to a dilapidated house. A big willow tree happened to cover them tightly.

She looked at Xiao Xingyun: "There was something wrong with the group of people by the water just now."

She frowned: "I dare not say it when I'm inside..."

Xiao Xingyun glanced at her unexpectedly: "How do you know?"

It was difficult for Shen Yuan to explain clearly to him. She only needed to look at him to know what was going on in that person's mind, so she made up a random reason: "Intuition."

Seeing Xiao Xingyun's questioning look, Shen Yuan hurriedly said: "It's not important."

She felt uneasy: "I don't know if you can smell it, but they smell like iron... Is someone selling weapons?"

She told Xiao Xingyun exactly what she had just read, and lied that it was her guess.

Xiao Xingyun's face looked a little heavy and he said: "I fought with the barbarians, and the biggest loss I suffered was that Dazhao's weapons were not as strong as the barbarians' weapons. My sword was a good sharp weapon, but it was broken by them."

Shen Yuan was shocked.

She didn't notice these details at the time, and thought of his pair of Yuanyang knives, and asked tentatively: "Is it the other one of your pair of Yuanyang knives?"

Xiao Xingyun nodded: "Yes."

Shen Yuan thought for a moment and answered seriously: "Our family used to be...well, we were people who chopped pigs and killed cattle. We also had generations of old swordsmen who sat down and carefully thought about the sword. If the sword is not good, it will be difficult to use the skill." Good and bad.”

"By the way, those people had purple triangles on their wrists..." Shen Yuan recalled.

Xiao Xingyun stopped the movements of his hands and frowned tightly for a moment.

, an ominous premonition suddenly hit my heart.

"The purple triangle is the symbol of the barbarian envoy..."

Shen Yuan was angry and frightened. She clapped her hands and stood up: "It's true! Someone secretly sells good weapons to the barbarians? Handing a knife to the enemy personally, I have learned a lot!"

Although Shen Yuan didn't know much about weapons transportation, he also understood that military pay was distributed independently by the central government department. Since this person could transport weapons privately, he would definitely have a high official position!

As she was talking, she saw Xiao Xingyun finding some men's clothes from somewhere and handing them to her.

"Get dressed."

Shen Yuan looked around: "Here?"

"Well, I'm here to keep watch. No one will come."

Shen Yuan took the clothes hesitantly, knowing that their situation was not safe at this time, and without being too pretentious, he hurried towards the house at the back.

Xiao Xingyun stood under the stone steps and waited for her.

After a while, he heard a voice coming from behind.

He turned around and saw Shen Yuan emerging from a higher place.

She also caught sight of him at the same moment and ran towards him with bright eyes.

Xiao Xingyun squinted his eyes. She was wearing a light blue robe, which complemented the blue sky behind her. It was indeed a pleasing picture. He folded his hands and looked at the delicate little rabbit for a while, then shook his head: "It doesn't look very manly."

Finally, his eyes fell on something and he paused: "Fortunately, I am young and pretending to be a man, so there are no big flaws."

Shen Yuan clearly saw where his eyes were focused, and when she heard his comment, she froze in place and forced a smile.

Xiao Xingyun naturally took a few steps forward and tucked the scattered hair behind her small ears.

Shen Yuan's feelings

Following his delicate and gentle movements, an indescribable feeling surged in my heart.

Xiao Xingyun's eyes fell on the back of her neck, where there was a small faint stain of blood. The light was not good, so he could not see clearly. He pushed some hair behind her ears, and the breeze quietly flowed into the back of her neck. She Feeling a little cold, he shrank his neck.

"What are you hiding from?" Xiao Xingyun shook his eyelashes and glanced at her, "There is some blood on the back of your neck. Let me take a look."

Shen Yuan said unclearly: "No, I didn't hide."

Shen Yuan used to be very indifferent and calm towards these skin touches, but for some reason today, there was some nervousness in his eyes.

The sun rises over the top of the mountain forest, and the sky is so bright that people can't open their eyes. Shen Yuan stands behind the tree with her head lowered. The branches are intertwined, and green branches extend from behind her head. A small light falls in the green leaves. Click, gently pressing on her shoulders.

A carefree and handsome man was behind her arranging her hair, and everything was just right.

"It turns out it's not blood." He felt relieved.

After finishing tidying up, Xiao Xingyun stood further away and looked at her, shaking his head: "No, his face is too pale."

As he spoke, he squatted down, reached out to grab a handful of soil, and took a few steps forward to gently smear it on her face. He put his hands together and spread it evenly. After looking at it for a while, he nodded: "Now it looks like too much."

Shen Yuan's face was dark at the moment. Not only was his face dark, but his heart was dark as well.

"Did you do it on purpose?" The black-faced girl glared at him.

Xiao Xingyun tilted his head slightly, his voice a little teasing and inappropriate: "Who made you look white and tender, without looking like a man at all?"

Shen Yuan glared at him.

The last trace of afterglow disappeared in the sky, and the sky gradually darkened.

Don't talk much in the caravan

There were 300 people. The cooks moved the stoves and lit a fire in the open space to cook. The spatulas pinged and the water waves beat against the side of the ship. Shen Yuan's stomach growled.

Xiao Xingyun came from a distance with long strides. He gently raised his hand towards her. Shen Yuan didn't react and looked at him confusedly. It took him a while to understand what he meant, and she took a few steps forward to get closer to him. .

Shen Yuan was used to wearing skirts on weekdays. She gripped the trousers on her knees, feeling a little uncomfortable, so she turned to one side, shook her trouser legs, and looked up at him.

He looked into Shen Yuan's dark eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

She waved her hands eagerly, still saying nothing.

He said in a deep voice: "Speak."

"I am a man now, won't I be exposed when I speak?" She blinked her fluttering eyelashes and asked softly, "Can I speak?"

Xiao Xingyun glanced around, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "If you don't speak, is it because you want to be mute?"

As soon as the word "mute" came out, Xiao Xingyun and Shen Yuan were stunned for a moment.

These two words carry too many memories for them.

Shen Yuan is too short, and there is always too much air between her when talking to her, and whispers can easily get leaked.

Xiao Xingyun bent down and whispered in her ear: "It's easy to pretend to be mute."

"It's very difficult to pretend to be a man," he narrowed his eyes slightly.

His low voice flowed into her ears with the night breeze, tickling her a little.

Thousands of complicated thoughts rarely flashed through Shen Yuan's eyes, and finally fell into a nagging murmur in his mouth: "Sleeping, bathing, going to the toilet, any one of them is enough to give me a headache for a long time. It is indeed very difficult."

Xiao Xingyun shook his head

, replied: "These are just small things, not difficult. As long as I guard you, nothing will go wrong. The difficult thing is your behavior..."

He couldn't help but frown, and suddenly took out a dagger from his belt and carefully handed it to her hand. The silver handle shines with dangerous light. He raised his gaze, turned to look into the distance, and said, "Take this for self-defense."