The heinous crime of time travel

The windows and doors are closed well, but for some reason, the oil lamps are always blown out by the wind after a while.

Shen Yanzhi sighed again, and simply gave up this futile move.

"Father, in fact, when you found me and pulled me out of the pile of dead people, I was really grateful to you." In the semi-dark light, Shen Yanzhi seemed to be packing up something, roll after roll, "I How old were you then?"

Duan Fu didn't say anything.

Shen Yanzhi continued, "Look, you don't even remember how old I was... I didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes at that time, and I looked much thinner than ordinary children, but I already remembered things. In that environment, If I'm not precocious, I can only die—is there a tube for painting?"

Hearing this, Duan Fu took one out of the box behind him and threw it to Shen Yanzhi, "This tube is so delicate, I'm afraid I won't be able to fit a few pictures in it."

"It's good if you have it," Shen Yanzhi paused, no one spoke during this period, the silence melted into the darkness, not necessarily abrupt.After a while, Shen Yanzhi said, "I took them all away."

Duan Fu nodded slightly, and realized that in such an environment, Shen Yanzhi couldn't see at all, so he sighed first, "Okay."

"If I kill Mu Yunshen for you, the grace of birth will be repaid. I don't care about your life or death in the future, but my mother is here. I'm afraid she will be sad when she sees her." Shen Yanzhi had a painting tube slung across his back. As if it had been ransacked, there were only four monotonous walls left, "...Father, if I hadn't done anything back then, Wat Kashan would still be Wat Kashan. Maybe this time, you and I are just the ends of the earth."

The window shrank in the night wind, and Shen Yanzhi's clothes slipped, and the person had completely disappeared. Duan Fu's eyes, which had been opened with great difficulty, slowly closed again, like an old tree that never changed root.

This side of the East City is quite gentle, but on the other side, they are discussing how to rob the prison.

I'm afraid that today's prison is guilty of Tai Sui. The front foot has just suffered a disaster, and the back foot will be repaired.

Zhao Duan and Zhao Mian, two brothers who hadn't met in private for decades, actually hid in the courtyard of the same family drinking tea and chatting. I should not remember these three "no" principles, but when things come to an end, I am still a little dumbfounded.

What's more, Zhao Mian, who is famous for the word "house", came to the door in person. He and Zhao Duan rode in the same carriage. , can pass on the spot.

"Brother Duan's courtyard is well built." Zhao Mian was at a loss for words.

The mansions of their several princes are all similar in appearance, at most the difference is a few bushes of flowers and some fish, and some servants or maids are diligent in their hands and feet, and take good care of the yard so that it will not be overgrown with weeds and abandoned.

Zhao Duan nodded slightly, "Brother Huang thinks it's good, I'll send some people to your house tomorrow, and let me send you."

After a long distance, the maids who delivered snacks dare not go forward. Zhao Duan is famous for his good temper, and he also takes good care of his subordinates, but it's another matter to say how he feels at this time, and no one wants to go Sweep the tail of the typhoon.

The housekeeper had no choice but to step forward and take over this difficult task.

"We two brothers have been fighting against each other for so many years, and the other party knows everything in their minds, and there is no need to turn around."

This was said by Zhao Mian again, he is used to playing bad face, he is the first to hit the head of any conspiracies and tricks, Zhao Duan "had no choice but to get on the pirate ship", look, what a good excuse .

"How do you plan to solve it, Major General?" Zhao Duan asked after taking a sip of tea.

"I thought Brother Duan had some idea, and he was willing to share it with me." Zhao Mian propped his head empty, his eyes seemed to be attracted by a bare peony in the yard, and he stared at it for a moment. Then, the topic changed, "Don't you think everything happened by coincidence?"

Zhao Duan was noncommittal.

Before the butler had time to put down the dessert, the two princes liked it very much, and each of them ate a piece first - but it might be because they were really hungry.The butler knew how to read words and expressions, and was thinking about whether to order the kitchen to prepare some soup.

"As soon as we arrived at Queyinxuan, Uncle Wang came here before we could finish our sentence. It's really a coincidence." Zhao Duan took a sip of his tea, and there was always a meticulous elegance in his gestures and gestures. I can't see the reckless character when I was a child. "It's just that the matter has come to this point. Coincidentally or unfortunately, can the people in the prison not be rescued? Could it be that Brother Huang is willing to let Brother Qin catch a leak."

Zhao Mian didn't say anything, if he was willing, he wouldn't even enter Zhao Duan's house, let alone ride in his carriage and share a plate of snacks with him here.

"There is no way to rob the prison. There was an accident in the sky prison. Now the manpower is doubled. Even if you and I join forces, we can't be compared with the father. What's more, the iron cage was built by the magical work of the year. There is only one in the world." Without the key, gold and stone cannot be opened, and water and fire cannot be eroded."

It can be seen that this is not the first time that Zhao Duan has thought of robbing the prison, and he has investigated clearly who made the cage.

"So if you want to do it, you can only do it at the time of execution."

But at this moment in the Magpie Yin Pavilion...

Mu Yunshen held a pen full of thick ink in his hand. He looked not very energetic, his eyes were slightly squinted, revealing a bit of tenderness and tenderness.

The ink blots formed quickly on the paper. It was a "Yao" character.

Sitting on his window sill, Wang Shixue glanced at the words formed in the pen, and raised her sharp eyebrows slightly, "Our manpower is too small, and it is unrealistic to rob people in the execution ground."

"That's why I need the help of the two Highnesses." Mu Yunshen put his pen aside, propped his head up slightly, as if there was something alluring and beautiful in the word "Yao" in this leaflet, and he couldn't get rid of it. open your eyes.

Wang Shixue didn't get to the bottom of it. It's not that she doesn't understand the twists and turns, but the more she understands, the more she feels cold, and the more she misses Xiao Gusheng.

"Of course, we still have to fight for the key, and robbing the magic field is just a bad idea." Mu Yunshen added.

Finally, his eyes were completely closed, exhaustion was like a lightly written word, rubbed in his slightly frowning brows, and he remained silent for a long while.

"You are a good boy, but I once felt that you were not good enough for Xiao Yao," Wang Shixue said suddenly, "You are full of blood and blood, and you will always drag him into trouble..."

Wang Shixue seemed to laugh, hiding behind the veil, melting into the night wind—like an illusion.

"Now I'm suddenly glad that he can meet you... Mr. Mu..." Wang Shixue disappeared before she could finish her sentence. She seemed to be used to half of her words and others guessing the other half.

Mu Yunshen didn't open his eyes, and he didn't know if he heard this sentence that was similar to a compliment.

He was always busy in this room. As soon as Wang Shixue was sent away, Ruan Yu followed, holding a bowl of dark medicine in his hand, which smelled bitter even to his nose.

Mu Yunshen finally couldn't hold back his lazy airs, his nose moved his eyes, he opened them involuntarily, and saw the bowl of inexplicable things.

Before he was reincarnated, he didn't get sick very often, and he was usually picky about what he ate. He didn't like bitterness or sourness... and Mr. Mu from the Weiyuan Escort was in poor health since he was a child. It tastes so good, this bowl of dark soup can make you feel nauseous for many days.

Who would have thought that the majestic owner of the Xiaoyao Demon Palace would be afraid of drinking medicine.

"Brother Mu, you should drink the medicine." Ruan Yu knew that he was not asleep.

When she was in Xiaoyao Demon Palace, Ruan Yu liked to mess around very much, and was often chased by a group of uncles accidentally, and fled into Mu Yunshen's yard.

Even through a layer of doors, a layer of courtyard walls, and an acre of garden, she would always know if Mu Yunshen had a rest. If not, no matter how big the disturbance was, someone would protect her.

The person who was able to protect her back then was now sitting behind the desk with his back, his face was pale and frail from under the layers of long clothes, and even the coffin had to be prepared at all times, lest he die.

Ruan Yu's eyes were a little red, she didn't cry often, no matter how sad she was, that was the end of it.

"Ouyang Qing has just been fried, I tried it, it's not too hot, it's drinkable." Ruan Yu made three steps in parallel, swept towards Mu Yunshen like a gust of wind, and put the bowl in her hand.

Her gaze was so scorching that Mu Yunshen felt a little sorry for staring at her.

It took a long time for the person who pretended to be asleep to let out a breath from his chest, and opened his eyes a little helplessly.There was something wrapped in oiled paper next to the tray where the medicine was placed, and Mu Yunshen knew it without looking at it. It was probably a kind of candied fruit, which was bitter after drinking the medicine—it was not very useful.

"I ran all over the West Market, and finally bought it." Seeing that Mu Yunshen was not interested, Ruan Yu hurriedly said, "I also sent off that pestering boy in the Wangfu on the way."

There is no one else who is a pestering boy in the palace, but it must be the frizzy-looking Yu Heng, who is obviously about the same age as Xiao Yao, but it's funny that he doesn't know much about the world.

"What's inside?" Mu Yunshen held the medicine bowl.

Even if you want to drink this medicine in one gulp, it won't work, and no matter how hot you drink it, the amount is very large. Ouyang Qing is a doctor who always manages medicine and doesn't care about medicine. Weird stuff.

He asked casually, but Ruan Yu's eyes lit up, "Xiao Yao said that he once ate the hawthorn fruit in Xishi, but he didn't sell much now, and he said you must like it, so I went to find it. .”

The oil-paper bag can only contain three hawthorn fruits, each of which is wrapped in sugar, which is red and big.Mu Yunshen didn't like sour snacks at all, but he couldn't help but pinch one and put it in his mouth.

Mu Yunshen was on Hujia Mountain, although the food he ate was exquisite, it might not taste good. If he really wanted to eat well, he had to follow Xiao Yao to the north and south of the world. To have such a pioneer, one must have the persistence of Ruan Yu. It is guaranteed that no matter how thin a person is, he can grow a whole body of fat.