Master of time travel

No one in the world wants to have trouble with money for no reason. If there is, more money will be used. As long as the person starts to waver, half the success is already achieved.But if you meet someone who has to deal with money no matter what, you have to be careful.Because this kind of person must have something more important than money to insist on in his heart.Maybe it's hatred, maybe it's love, no matter what it is, it's the hardest thing to let go of, and it's also the trickiest thing.But obviously, Xiao Er didn't have such a reason, and Xiao Er always liked customers who spent a lot of money.So after leading Mo Yun and Yun Ling to the room, hot water was brought up immediately.

Even if Mo Yun entered the inn before Yun Ling, his clothes would inevitably be slightly wet by the rain.At this time, it is a very enjoyable thing to take off the wet clothes on the body, take a hot bath, and then put on clean clothes.

Stretching out his body in the hot water, the hot air brushed his cheeks, and Mo Yun couldn't help but groan.

Soaking yourself in hot water is one of the rare hobbies for Mo Yun.

When both of them finished bathing and changed into dry clothes and lay on the bed, the night was just right.

"What are you thinking, Master?" Yun Ling asked, looking at the obviously absent-minded woman beside her.

"I'm wondering if Lai Yue is still in the village at this moment."

For the rest, Mo Yun didn't say anything, and there is no need to say it.

Seeing the worry on Yun Ling's face, Mo Yun sighed in his heart, turned his body sideways, and said to himself, "Perhaps she should be asleep already." His fingers ran across his lover's face, as if he was tracing a cherished painting.Mo Yun closed his eyes slightly, and said: "After all, Yin Han is by her side, so she won't let her be too messy."

"Ah."

The hands that kept stroking her face back and forth made Yun Ling feel a little distracted.

Yun Ling grabbed the hand that was making trouble on her face, her eyes flickered, and she also turned sideways, looking at Mo Yun.

Although the bed in the inn is not big, it is not small either, more than enough for two women.But Mo Yun and Yun Ling were already very close to each other. When they turned over, their eyes met, and they could hear each other's breathing clearly.

The wrist was held by the woman's white and jade-like hand. The temperature was obviously lower than his own, but the place where he was held became hotter and hotter.Even the breath became disordered.The opponent's dark Mo pupils made Mo Yun unable to move his eyes away.

The woman's cold fragrance lingered in his nose, and Mo Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. This is not a good phenomenon.

"You hurt me.", a faint voice, but enough to sweep away all desires, Yun Ling hastily released Mo Yun's wrist, the anxious look on his face has not subsided, the next moment he can only freeze .

After a while, a helpless voice sounded.

"Master...", the long ending, the face that was usually called "Ice Cube" by the woman in pink was full of helplessness at this moment.If Lai Yue were here, she wouldn't just throw out the porcelain bowl in her hand, she might even lift off the roof in fright.

The hand rubbed the lover's face carefully, from the center of the brows, to the bridge of the nose, and then to the lover's lips, with nostalgia, until Yunling's paler lips turned red, but he didn't let go.

But Yun Ling didn't move either, letting Mo Yun move.

If those pale lips were dyed red, they would look like fresh and tender lychees with half their shells peeled off, making people salivate.

Mo Yun laughed, under the moonlight, the smile was gentle, but with malicious intentions.

Between lovers, even a little temptation can't help it.

Covering the opponent's eyes with one hand, covering the soul-stirring black pupils, he leaned forward.

Yun Ling only felt that his eyes darkened, and his lips were covered with something soft.Before she had any reaction, the softness had left her lips, and at the same time, the hand covering her eyes moved away.

She naturally knew what happened just now, she lowered her gaze, and rubbed her fingertips on her lips, as if she was reminiscing about the softness just now, raised her eyes, and looked into the smiling pupils of the other party.

"Sleep?"

Just a taste of it, Mo Yun would not do such things as playing with fire and burning himself.

"Ah."

Her master always likes to be mean-spirited so much, but she doesn't hate it either.

The two closed their eyes at the same time, as if the ambiguity just now was an illusion.The disordered breathing gradually calmed down, and there was only moonlight flowing quietly in the room.

After a long time, Mo Yun opened his eyes again, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

She wanted to sleep, but she couldn't.Regarding Lai Yue's matter, it is impossible for Mo Yun not to worry.

There are some things that Yinhan said that day, but there are some things that are not finished, some things that maybe even Yinhan and the others don't know.Some things that Mo Yun can't let go of.

Coming out of the secret passage that day, Yin Han hurriedly carried the unconscious Lai Yue into the room.And Mo Yun and Yun Ling naturally followed up.Some things have to be said.

Except for the appearance of Xiaoyun and Fairy Honglian, Mo Yun told everything he saw without hiding anything.

After hearing what Mo Yun said, the distress in the man's eyes was undisguised.It is understandable for a servant to be worried about his master, but the look of regret and anxiety in the man's eyes is definitely not the look a servant should have for his master.

Laiyue was carefully placed on the bed, the true energy in Laiyue's body was almost exhausted, and she would not be able to wake up for a while.The man looked at the woman on the bed for a long time, while Mo Yun and Yun Ling also waited in Lai Yue's room for a long time, because they knew that the man must have something to say to them.Even if this is not something that makes people happy, if it is possible, the man himself will not mention it.

The time for half a stick of incense is enough to think about many things, but enough to think about many things.After waiting for half a stick of incense, Yinhan who was guarding Laiyue's bed just frowned and told a story.A story that is neither ordinary nor special, at least in the secular world, or the world of self-cultivation, a story that often appears.

The story of a family's rise and fall.

Many years ago, as for how many years ago, no one remembers, and the person who remembers should no longer be in this world.There is a very powerful family, the Jun family.Regardless of whether it is in the Six Kingdoms or the cultivation world, this family is highly respected.But one day, this family suddenly became defeated, and almost no one knew the reason. By the time the world realized it, the family had already disappeared in the Huang Kingdom.Only a few people know that this family hides in Nanshan.Nanshan is covered with snow all the year round, and the whole mountain, let alone people, is hard to see even birds and animals.And the Jun family's possession lasted for tens of millions of years.Thousands of years is too long a period of time, and the world has already changed countless times.After thousands of years, this family has been forgotten by the world.As Lai Yue said before, everyone in the world knows that there are seven major clans and four major families in the cultivation world, but they forget that the four major families were not called the four major families before, but only four families are left. Four big families.Even the so-called seniors in the cultivation world have probably forgotten that there is such a family.

When he said this, the man didn't have much expression, as if he was just telling a story that had nothing to do with him.Just the moment he stopped, he looked at Lai Yue who was lying quietly on the bed, but the man's eyes were a little red, and he continued: "The lady passed away before she was sensible. The only memory that the lady has of the lady is hanging in the old man's hand." It’s just a painting in the room. The painting was drawn by the master himself, so the master is often in a daze at that painting, and the young lady often sneaks into the master’s study....” The man said It stopped suddenly, but in the room, there were only lonely and flickering candles.

"The master loves the young lady very much, but he is also very strict. He is much stricter than the servants like us. He scolds and beats a lot, but even so, the young lady often relies on the master."

The man stopped again, got up and tightened the quilt on Lai Yue's body, then closed the window tightly, then sat down, and continued: "Nanshan has heavy snow all the year round, and the people who live there are inevitably cold and sick, so there are many people in the family. He died young and his life was not long, and many people couldn't bear the loneliness and fled Nanshan, so that in the end, there were only a few dozen people left in the village, among them were the previous generation of Patriarch and his wife, that is, the young lady's father and mother .”

The man's fingers were clenched tightly, his knuckles turned pale, he paused for a long time, but there seemed to be a choked up voice: "But the master disappeared when the young lady was five years old, together with other people in the village. Because the next day is the young lady's It was my birthday, so the master specially asked me to take the young lady down the mountain to play for a day. The young lady had never been out of Nanshan, but she was very excited. So after playing for a whole day, I also specially selected pens, ink, paper and inkstones for the master. Because the master likes to practice calligraphy, whenever the snow is heavy, he will copy over and over again in front of the lady's painting in the study. I didn't say anything, I just hid outside the house and looked at the master."

The sound stopped suddenly, as if suppressed to the extreme, and even the surrounding air was as dull as the cloudy sky before the mountain rain.

"I think Miss probably also misses Madam."

The sound of water droplets hitting the cold ground resounded crisply in the room.

Women can cry when they are sad, they can cry when they are happy, and they can even cry when they are acting like a baby.But for a man, it takes too much courage and too much emotion to cry in front of others.

Mo Yun and Yun Ling just listened quietly, did not make a sound, did not move, just looked at the man quietly.A man who weeps in front of a woman does not want comfort or sympathy, and the man in front of him is not suffering for himself.