don't pass time

Lightning flashes and thunder is an instant thing, when Mo Yu walked towards the pavilion.

He turned his head in amazement, and saw that the sky seemed torn apart, colorful, showing a tragic and incomparable beauty.

The tide surged towards the pavilion on a higher ground, in the same direction as he was going.He froze for a moment, watching the ferocious waves continuously approaching, felt that the water seemed to have thoughts, trying to suppress his excitement so that he could act more swiftly.

When he turned around and ran, his mind was blank, but he was not too panicked. Mo Yu, who was only eleven or twelve years old, was already familiar with escaping from such things.

I could feel the tremor of the tide, as if I couldn't suppress the excitement even with all my strength, it reminded Mo Yu of a bloodthirsty beast.If he couldn't die, his legs seemed to be filled with lead when he should exert his strength, and his feet were caught in the bumpy road. Fortunately, he was busy running for his life, so it was not hopeless for the time being.

"Help!" Mo Yu shouted in his heart.

"Quick!" Someone yelled behind him, the voice seemed to be on the boundary between youth and teenager, obviously with a low and hoarse feeling.It wasn't a particularly familiar voice, and there was only one word, but Mo Yu recognized it right away.

Mo Yu, who grew up after a long time, finally admitted that at that time his heart was moved, even though he hadn't known what it was like to be moved, but at that moment, the urge to cry Swept over him, making him finally realize that he is still a child who can cry.

The man grabbed Mo Yu's left arm one second before the tide caught up with Mo Yu's footsteps, and ran to the attic, so fast that Mo Yu couldn't feel the road under his feet.Mo Yu couldn't help feeling that he was a cat being held by the neck by that man.After thinking about it, he shook his head again in his heart, he really didn't like animals like cats, his eyes looked like a wronged soul who came to revenge.

In a blink of an eye, he was already standing on the ladder in the attic, and he barely recovered from his senses. The first moment his thoughts came back, he only had time to think about where that person came from.When he turned around, he found that the man had rushed towards the flood that was still surging forward, the sleeves of his robe were covered with wind, and the corners of his clothes were flying.

Mo Yu jumped up anxiously, shouting at him with his unformed inner strength, but was surprised to find that he didn't make much noise at all.Seeing that he had stepped into the flood, Mo Yu still kept calling, even though he knew everything was in vain.But the man seemed to hear Mo Yu's cry, turned his head, showing a good-looking face, he smiled at Mo Yu, revealing a trace of youth that was hidden when he was expressionless, and then the flood covered his head.

Obviously at that time, Mo Yu didn't have time to think about why he rushed into the flood, which was obviously hopeless, or Mo Yu didn't realize that at that time, he believed in that person and believed in him so much. Everything you do has a reason, the right reason.

Mo Yu still yelled, but his chest seemed to be pressed by something, and he couldn't make a sound. The little bastard became more and more anxious. Although other people's lives had nothing to do with him, let alone the person who had embarrassed him before, but this time At any rate, he saved himself, and Mo Yu, who claimed to have clear grievances and grievances, almost panicked.

How to describe the feeling of hoarseness?It's like suffocation, yes, suffocation, that kind of feeling, he is really familiar with it.

The flood had already reached the attic, but it was no longer a threat to Mo Yu. He suddenly lost his strength and felt that he was about to die, so he lay down on the stairs, feeling that breathing was unnecessary.

Just as he was getting numb, the man suddenly emerged from the flood, turned around and held his sword, and rushed towards Mo Yu less than a foot away from the water.His stature, which was almost the same as that of an adult, was tall and stable.Looking back later, Mo Yu could almost see his slack gaze condensing in an instant.He remembered that the thunder had disappeared at that time, and the torn sky looked like a healed wound, turning into a calm blue again, and even the light of the setting sun was still there, shining on the water, like a beautiful painting. painting.

And that person was the stroke in that picture that made him suffocate again.

Astonished.

Although he was still a self-righteous little bastard at the time, Mo Yu still really felt the power of beauty once.

In a blink of an eye, the man was already standing side by side with him on the stairs, Mo Yu stared at him blankly, the man smiled brightly, and stretched out his hand to touch the head of Mo Yu who was shocked into a stone statue by himself.It was only then that Mo Yu realized that he had just forgotten to breathe. He hurriedly took a breath, and found that the stagnation in his chest had disappeared.The man's face suddenly became serious, and he turned his head to look outside the attic.

Mo Yu followed his gaze and found that there was a vast ocean in front of him.It has to be said that the attic on the mountainside of the Zhao family is indeed the best place to watch the tide. Looking from a distance by the railing, you can almost see all the villages and towns extending from the foot of the mountain to the river.

After a moment of shock, Mo Yu couldn't help frowning, seeing that the flood that had stopped rising at some point seemed to be calming down, but was retreating quickly.Everything happened almost instantly, the moment the ground dried again, the man suddenly stretched out his hand to cover Mo Yu's eyes, and hugged him with the other hand, anxiously said: "Don't look!"

Mo Yu's forehead rested on the man's chest, he paused for a moment, the scene he had just glimpsed just now seemed to be engraved in his mind, he opened his eyes numbly, and then the always heartless little bastard suddenly murmured crying out loud.

He saw that when the tide receded, the appearance of the land was the corpses scattered all over the field that had not been washed away by the mighty water, and even the scarlet blood had not been washed away.

When the alarm clock rang, the screen stopped at the moment when the corpses were strewn across the field. Lu Yuan was startled, his consciousness had already awakened, but his body just couldn’t move. Unable to enter his chest, the words "ghost press" appeared in his mind.Struggling twice more, Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.

About 2 minutes later, the calm Lu Yuan slowly recalled the scene in his dream.The flood in the dream and the terrifying image on the earth after the flood receded for a long time. The boy who suffocated in the dream seemed to be himself, but it didn’t seem to be him. It was obviously a kid he didn’t know, or a kid from a different age. fart boy.

What a mess, Lu Yuan thought, probably read too many martial arts novels in the past two days.For some reason, a bewildered heart calmed down when he thought of the man in the dream.

It's so strange, the person in the dream is obviously someone who doesn't exist in real life, but I don't know why, but it always feels so familiar.Lu Yuan tried his best to recall the face of the person in the dream, the appearance that was clearly still in his mind just now suddenly became blurred, the more he wanted to recall, the more he changed beyond recognition.

When the whole person turned into a blurred figure in Lu Yuan's mind, he finally gave up trying to find out the true face of that person, and closed his eyes to try to get his thoughts away, but the person's eyes suddenly caught Lu Yuan's eyes accurately in the chaos. Yuan's eyes, which were about to leave, were clear.Lu Yuan was startled, and looked carefully in his mind, but only a blur remained.

Still weird dreams.

The oppression in his heart slowly dissipated, and his thoughts wandered aimlessly for a while. Lu Yuan finally remembered the first lecture of the new semester, turned over and got up from the bed.

Knowing that he was late, the man stretched out his hand to pat Mo Yu's head, and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay..." Even though he was not a few years older than Mo Yu, the man's expression of compassion seemed as if he had already lived Thousands of years.Mo Yu worked hard to calm himself down, and heard him say to himself again: "You should understand why this flood came, right? It's a pity, it's not easy to wash away the blood of wronged souls?"

Mo Yu closed his eyes forcefully, struggled out of the man's arms, looked at the ground, and said "Thank you" in a spirited voice, as if the boy who was crying hoarsely just now was not him, but once the words came out, he could still He could hear the deep crying in his own voice.The little bastard has grown to such a big age, since he has self-awareness, he has never cried in front of others. Mo Yu, who just felt ashamed not long ago, finally blushed, oh no, little face, and grinned at himself in his heart for a while.

The man lowered his head, and Mo Yu could feel his gaze on his face, perhaps with some playful and probing eyes.

Just when Mo Yu couldn't hold back and was about to explode, he chuckled and said loudly: "Young Master Mo, you are welcome."

Mo Yu curled his lips, and while continuing to bark his teeth and claws at himself and the person opposite him in his heart, he looked at him and cupped his fists: "Let me go first." The man nodded with a smile in his eyes.

Mo Yu turned around and walked towards where he came from, and took three steps. Although he felt that it was not appropriate, he still made up his mind and turned around.The man stood there without moving, as if expecting him to turn his head, he looked at him seriously, with a smile in his eyes, showing a "tell me and I'll listen" expression.

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, although there was always a group of people around him, except for Tang Yue, who couldn't express himself, no one seemed to have taken him so seriously.

"Thanks to the young hero's rescue, last time the young hero left in a hurry and didn't have time to ask. May I ask the young hero's name and where did he come from?"

The man raised the corners of his mouth, thinking that this little brat has learned to be polite, his face is still gentle: "My surname is Lu and my name is Zhuoying, I will choose the name. As for where I come from, I always only look at where I go."

Mo Yu nodded, turned around, and suddenly turned around again, with his usual young master's tone, nonchalantly said: "Just let me know."

Yes, this is the nature, Lu Zhuoying smiled and shook her head, watching him leave.

Although he often sees no sky and no earth in his eyes, Mo Yu is not stupid. He managed to escape and encountered such a thing once. He also understands that without Lu Zhuoying, this time it is probably more dangerous than good, so he can't help but feel a little depressed , I thought what he said before was right, and I was still far behind.

Young Master Mo thought, at least he had to be as powerful as Lu Woqu, at least he had to be like this to escape.

This was the second time Mo Yu saw Lu Zhuoying.