Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

Lianjiabao was engaged in the business of escorting, and its sphere of influence spread all over the north and south of the river, and there were two stations in the capital alone, so the matter of Lian Mufeng's entry into Beijing did not attract the attention of the outside world.

After exchanging pleasantries, King Xuan got up and left, while Mo Yuan got into the carriage and went out of the city with Lian Mufeng to join the bodyguard team stationed outside the city.

The simple and unadorned carriage moved slowly along the official road, went around the mountain road for more than half an hour at the foot of a mountain in the outskirts of Beijing, and finally stopped at the gate of a farmhouse in a forest in the shade.

A white and slender hand poked out from the curtain, and lifted the blue-gray old cloth curtain, revealing a handsome face as white as fine porcelain inside, Mo Yuan poked his head out and raised his eyes, meeting Lian Mufeng's gaze , He bent his eyebrows and smiled.

Lian Mufeng paused for inexplicable breath, and then returned a polite smile. At the same time, he raised his hand to signal the escort team behind him to stop, while he dismounted first, turned his head to look at the farmhouse, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is it?"

Mo Yuan got out of the car, the hem of his robe fluttering in the wind, he passed Lian Mufeng, showed his waist card, signaled the gatekeeper to unlock the door, turned his head and said softly, "Come in with me."

Lian Mufeng gestured to behind him, and strode into the farmhouse after Mo Yuan.

The light in the farmhouse was dim. Mo Yuan lit an oil lamp and held it in his hand. He took a random look around and saw the simple layout inside. He stepped forward and pressed lightly on the dusty stove. Hearing a muffled "bang", a door opened behind the stove, revealing a dark hole.

The two entered from the entrance one after the other, walked through the narrow secret passage into the ground, and entered a dark room.

Mo Yuan lit all the oil lamps on the wall, and the dim light illuminated the inside, reflecting the large boxes covered with oilcloth. He put down the oil lamps in his hand, walked to a large box, and lifted the The oilcloth was about to be lifted off with one hand.

Lian Mufeng stepped forward and quickly grabbed his wrist: "Wait."

The dry heat from his wrist instantly spread to his limbs and bones. Mo Yuan's heart trembled violently. He drooped his eyes for a moment of silence, then raised his eyes calmly, and looked at Lian Mufeng without evasiveness. His dark pupils gradually floated up. Smiling, he said in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Lian Mufeng looked at his half-dark face in the firelight, blinked, and suddenly turned his eyes away: "Cough... I'm afraid there will be snakes and rats, so let me open it."

Mo Yuan smiled softly: "The prince spent a lot of money and energy on this darkroom and the contents of the box, how can we allow something to go wrong? Don't worry, the surroundings are covered with powder."

Lian Mufeng suddenly said: "I was worrying too much."

Mo Yuan looked down at his grasped wrist, and his eyes fell on the fingertips that clasped his veins. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "...you, let go."

Lian Mufeng froze for a moment, as if he had been scalded, he quickly let go of his wrist, took a step back hastily, and subconsciously put that hand behind him and made a fist. Do not go.

Mo Yuan lowered his eyes, raised his hand to remove the oilcloth with a blank face, and then opened the lower box cover, only to hear a soft "squeak", and a large amount of snow light shone into his pupil membranes.

Hay was spread inside the box, and well-crafted weapons were neatly stacked on the hay.

Lian Mufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and took out a knife to look at it in front of his eyes, then blew on the blade, and praised: "Good knife!"

Mo Yuan opened the other boxes one by one, handed the oil lamp to him, and finally walked to the corner and stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile, "Young Castle Master, let's start counting."

Lian Mufeng was no longer distracted, raised the oil lamp, looked solemn, and began to look through the weapons in the box one by one in a businesslike manner, memorizing all the types, appearances, and quantities in his heart.

Mo Yuan stood in the shadows, staring fixedly at his slashed side face and stern figure, the wrist that had been held began to tremble slightly, and his mind was a little dazed.

The dark room in front of him gradually became blurred, and a cliff slowly emerged from the shadows. There seemed to be a whistling mountain wind in his ears, and Lian Mufeng screamed sharply: "Don't move! I'll pull you up!"

The wrist was strangled as if it was about to break, he raised his other hand vigorously, and opened Lian Mufeng's blood-stained fingers one by one. Looking at Lian Mufeng's face with tearing eyes, he tried his best to make a breathy sound: "sorry……"

Lian Mufeng heard it in his ears, his eyes were red: "Don't say stupid things, it's not your fault! Don't let go—"

The fingers on the wrist were broken one by one, and Lian Mufeng was anxious and angry: "Don't let go, the rescuers will come, I can hold on! Don't move! If you let go, I will immediately jump down with you!  … ...Why? You ask why? I've been a bachelor with you for so long, don't you understand my thoughts! "

The hoarse roar was blown intermittently by the mountain wind, gradually drifting away, but the last sentence was like a hard stone smashed into the heart.

He suddenly wanted to live, but when he raised his head, what he could see was the tip of an arrow protruding slowly from the mouth of the cliff...

"I'll draw up a contract when I go back, and I'll show it to you tonight, how about it?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Mo Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, staring blankly at the bright and clean young face in front of him without a trace of blood.

Lian Mufeng looked at his faintly red eyes in surprise, thinking that he was wrong, leaned slightly closer: "Mr. Mo, what do you think?"

Mo Yuan immediately took half a step back, his downcast eyes regained his composure: "Yes."

Lian Mufeng laughed: "What did I just say?"

Mo Yuan was at a loss for words for a while, facing his teasing eyes, he simply turned his heart away, grabbed his hand and pressed it on his left wrist, looked up at him and said, "Young Castle Master, do you want to probe my hand again? Do I have inner strength?"

Lian Mufeng was stunned for a moment, then pulled out his hand with a dry smile and said, "My lord said you don't know martial arts, how can you have internal strength?"

Mo Yuan smiled, turned and walked out, and said calmly: "You read that right, I did practice martial arts, but I was abolished later."

Lian Mufeng was stunned, and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to lift his heels and follow behind him.

Mo Yuan didn't turn his head back and said, "Master, please turn off the lights."

Lian Mufeng immediately raised his palm, and the oil lamp on the wall went out silently, leaving only the one in his hand illuminating a square inch in the dark room. He raised the oil lamp, followed Mo Yuan into the secret path, and asked curiously: "You Why was your martial arts abolished?"

Mo Yuan stopped.

Lian Mufeng didn't notice for a while, his chest collided with his back, and before he had time to back away, he turned around and looked over, his slightly upturned face was covered with a layer of fluorescence under the lamp, so beautiful that he didn't look like a real person.

Lian Mufeng looked at him, inexplicably feeling a little stiff in his hands and feet.

Mo Yuan suddenly smiled, turned his head and continued to walk forward: "I never thought that I would be lucky enough to have a simple conversation with the Young Castle Master."

Lian Mufeng was suddenly embarrassed, frowned with some regret, and said apologetically: "Mr. Mo laughed, I always felt that we had met somewhere before, and felt a little kind, so I became curious and talkative for a while, without any other intention, and became abrupt."

Mo Yuan froze and stopped.

Lian Mufeng bumped into him again, and the oil lamp in his hand shook, making him inexplicably flustered, thinking that he had learned his kung fu into his mother's belly, and almost wanted to punch himself.

Mo Yuan didn't notice the embarrassment behind him at all, so he thought about it for a while, and felt that the possibility of Lian Mufeng's amnesia and rebirth was very slim, probably because his inadvertent attitude made the other party feel kind. Lift your feet and walk out again.

Lian Mufeng took two steps away from him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the secret passage, Mo Yuan closed the secret door, and said casually, "It's okay to tell you, I was captured by the Moon Shadow Sect when I was young, and I secretly learned some kung fu there, but when I was discovered later, they abolished my kung fu." , and then the Moon Shadow Sect was destroyed, I was affected, I was seriously injured and fell into the sea, and by chance, I was rescued by the prince, and in order to repay the favor, I followed the prince to the capital."

Lian Mufeng raised his sword eyebrows every time he heard him say: "Moon Shadow Sect? Are you talking about the cult that was once feared in the world? The Moon Shadow Sect that was later wiped out by the left guardian of the sect alone? "

Mo Yuan nodded, not showing any shame about the lies he made up.

Lian Mufeng's eyebrows fell back, his expression was slightly restrained, he put down the oil lamp in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo, please forgive me for saying something shallow: I must never tell others about these words. How many people are looking forward to finding the mysterious Moon Shadow Island? How many people would covet such a skill that protector Zuo can wipe out more than ten thousand congregants by himself? If you stand up and say that you are from Moon Shadow Teaching, I am afraid that it will immediately become a fat that is coveted by countless people."

Mo Yuan lowered his head and laughed: "Then I will entrust you with my wealth and life, please don't say anything about it."

Lian Mu Feng was startled, suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and quickly turned his head to look aside: "Why... dare to say anything? And King Xuan secretly left Beijing to go to sea, such a terrible thing, in this dynasty It's tantamount to treason."

"I'm only talking to the young castle master." Mo Yuan leaned over and blew out the oil lamp, revealing his fair and slender neck.

Lian Mufeng glanced over, and then looked away.

"The master of the castle has seen so many weapons, and I will tell you that the prince has no intention of rebelling, do you believe it?" Mo Yuan smiled, "What's more, you don't even look at the darts in the castle, Don't listen too much, don't talk too much, and set rules to stay away from court disputes. Chuangbao has never had a problem for hundreds of years. Looking at the whole world, I am afraid that there is no one who is more tight-lipped than you, and no one is more serious than you. Reassuring."

Lian Mufeng smiled in surprise: "Mr. Mo knows our Lianjiabao very well, it seems that he has obtained a lot of information in advance."

Mo Yuan raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile: "To each other, the young castle master must have inquired about the prince before he came, and knew that he has no other hobbies, but loves men."

Lian Mufeng almost choked on his own saliva: "..."

The author has something to say: Master Shao: How about saving face for me? QQ

Mo Yuan: Cough...

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Xie Rongzhen=Mo Yuan=Yun Er=Mo Yao

That's right!The protagonist is him!He was also the one who was reborn!