The heinous crime of time travel

"I'm scared." Ruan Yu didn't hide her feelings at all, "You are all lying to me."

There is no difference between good intentions and malicious lies sometimes, and they leave a huge hole for people. When the hole cannot be filled, there will be doubts in the heart, and the accumulation of doubts will drive out other emotions. In the end, only Forget about loneliness.

Ruan Yu has not been occupied by this kind of emotion. To Mu Yunshen, it is a kind of innocence. To Xiao Yao, it is a certain degree of insanity. People who are too stupid often live more easily.

"Hey, old man, take it easy."

There was a sound of lack of breath coming from inside the room, it was obvious that the person Mu Yunshen was thinking about just now woke up.

Xiao Yao couldn't tell from his face, but in fact he was stubborn and hard-spoken. At this moment, he was lying on the hospital bed in a paralyzed state, unable to move a finger and still making a little noise, so that people outside the house should not worry.

He only woke up for a while, but he still woke up in pain, with silver needles pierced all over his body, what a blessing.

"You are young, what are you shouting for? Don't think that you can't die. There are no one under my command who can't die."

While drinking, Wang Songren gestured wildly in front of Xiao Yao's eyes. He held a willow-leaf thin knife in his hand, licked the thin tongue of fire on the blade, and was sprayed by bad wine, showing the appearance of a murder weapon. sense of sight.

Just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den, Xiao Yao's eyes widened, and he swung his body desperately to move towards the window, "Help, Mr. Mu! Little girl! Help..."

His so-called desperate struggle, in Wang Songren's view, was just writhing in vain on the bed. It's hard to sustain a person with such a serious injury, not to mention that when he injected the needle, he poked the big acupoint everywhere, and it would be considered good if he could still twist.

"I'm going to use the knife. No matter how far you twist and cut, it's okay to hurt, and you can lose your children and grandchildren..."

"Ah...don't don't don't don't don't don't," Xiao Yao quickly straightened his body, "you you you..."

The words were muddled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. Wang Songren looked at him sweating and sneered, "The wound on your arm was scratched. It's poisonous. If you don't cut it, it will rot."

"Oh..." Xiao Yao was very well-behaved at this time, he grinned, with a sad face, "Well...do you want to apply an anesthetic or something before you cut the knife, I'm afraid... ah ah ah Ah, it hurts!"

Wang Songren's face was full of hostility, before Xiao Yao could finish his words, he had already scraped it off, he always treated people at his own risk, and Xiao Yao had to decide whether he survived or not.

Before Xiao Yao fainted, he thought deeply about Mu Yun.When he was in Pingyun Town, he was injured and took him to see a normal doctor, but this time he threw him into the hands of a lunatic.

With friends like this, life is hard.

He seemed to be the most wronged one, but Wang Songren was actually more heartbroken than him. He had never seen a person who was so injured that he could go through such a toss, and almost killed him with shaking hands.

"Amitabha, calm down, I've already washed my hands in a golden basin." Wang Songren took off the last piece of carrion and threw it into the basin at hand, then wiped his sweat and let out a long breath.

The trauma has all been dealt with properly, but the next step is the embarrassment.

Such a wound can easily lead to fever, plus the internal injury of the lungs, and it will be kept as a medicine jar for two days. He still has the old saying, whether he can survive or not depends on God's will, he is in charge of the doctor and doesn't care about the burial.

"Okay, come in, I've been listening outside the door for a long time."

Wang Songren's hands were bloody, and they were soaking in warm water to melt away.The door was not closed tightly, so Ruan Yu first pushed it open to look inside, and did not forget to respond to Wang Songren and make a face at him.

From the moment Xiao Yao woke up, they waited outside the door, and the howling of wolves and ghosts inside could be heard clearly, if Xiao Yao knew that death would not be saved, they might break off their friendship.

"How about my...friend?"

Mu Yunshen asked very politely, Wang Songren raised his head to look at him, this young man looked handsome, his eyes seemed to be full of wind and rain, but he said the word "friend" very stiffly, as if he had never had one before.

"It's okay, there is only one breath left in life, and one breath away from death." Wang Songren said indifferently, "You, come with me." He pointed at Ruan Yu, and his tone was [-]% arrogant and unreasonable. There is nothing to ask him now, his hands are itchy, and he is shaking while holding the sword hilt.

"Xiaoyu, what have I taught you?" Mu Yunshen knew what she was thinking, and asked in a low voice.

"There is revenge, there is grace..." Ruan Yu bit the soft flesh in his mouth, "Repay the favor."

She reluctantly followed behind Wang Songren, and she followed what the other party handed her. Wang Songren was very satisfied with her obedience, nodded, and then left the room, "Look at the boy on the bed, If you are about to die, call me, and I will take the girl to gather medicine."

He patted the cigarette rod in his hand, Ruan Yu rolled his eyes and lit it for him, obedience in behavior does not mean no complaints, Ruan Yu muttered, "Not choking to death." In exchange for being hit on the forehead by the cigarette rod one time

As soon as the pair left, the room fell silent instantly.

Wang Songren is a person who knows how to enjoy himself. There are two or three thatched huts. Of course, they are not luxurious, but they are well-furnished. The sun is shining on the bed through the screen window. When the curtain is drawn, it is warm.There are no four seasons in the mountains, and you can see wind, frost, rain and snow when you lie down and open your eyes.

The person on the bed hadn't woken up yet, even when he was unconscious, he still couldn't stop muttering, yelling that it hurts, and denying himself that it didn't hurt or not.

Mu Yunshen sat on the chair beside the bed, he didn't know how to take care of others, the only thing he could do was to tuck Xiao Yao in the quilt.He thinks he is well-read and knowledgeable, and he can remember all the martial arts methods in the world clearly, but he just can't recognize Xiao Yao's.

If it was an unknown pheasant, it would be fine to deal with bandits and thieves, but Xiao Yao was lucky enough to kill You Gui.

It was a fluke, but it was only a fluke that Ruan Yu's sword hurt You Gui, but it was not seriously injured. It can be seen that Xiao Yao's strength is still terrifying.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mu Yun stared deeply at Xiao Yao's face, he looked like a boy, his face was like a white ball of powder puff, his whole body looked soft.

But this is just an illusion, Xiao Yao's inner face has always been tempered on the battlefield, and it is as firm as a rock.

In Mu Yunshen's memory, he and Xiao Yao were childhood sweethearts. Logically speaking, he should know everything about Xiao Yao clearly. Then he discovered that since Xiao Yao was five years old, his mother would take him back several times a year. month, and then came back with a whole body wounded.

At that time, he was like a small closed animal, and when he came back, he just shut himself in the room without saying a word. A five-year-old child was so hoarse that no one could enter his body.

Mu Yunshen was an orphan, and he was up and down as long as he remembered, but he was very familiar with this feeling.This is a kind of self-protection, resisting all contact from the outside world. He originally thought that only people without father and mother would do this. Now it seems that people who are rich and powerful and have both parents are not so happy.

"It hurts..." Most of Xiao Yao's face was buried in the pillow, and there was a great prospect of suffocating himself to death. He said this in a grievance, his eyes were still closed, and he seemed to be still awake, "It hurts..."

He just murmured blindly, he had no one to complain, and suddenly grabbed the sheet under his body tightly, saying repeatedly, "It doesn't hurt, how could it hurt..."

It seemed that he was haunted by something, and his sleep was not peaceful.

Mu Yun saw deeply that there was a basin of hot water beside the bed, which was left over from Wang Songren's use just now, and a towel was hanging beside it, clearly wanting him to help wipe off his sweat.

The person who had lost too much blood was weak, and the cold sweat was pouring out from scraping bones and gouging flesh, and Xiao Yao's forehead hair stuck to his face. But all that's left is sloppy.

Just looking at it, Mu Yunshen felt uncomfortable in his eyes.

"Forget it, there is kindness to repay kindness."

When the same truth was reported to him, Mu Yunshen could only shake his head, roll up his sleeves and do it himself.

In today's world, Xiao Yao is the only one who can survive being served by Mu Yunshen like this.

One of them is half-dead, the other is reticent, and the inner drama is vividly displayed, but on the surface they can make troubles. Wang Songren and Ruan Yu are completely different.

The terrain of this small mountain village is peculiar, and people who usually take this road are in a hurry, so it is difficult to find that the cultivated land is self-supporting, and it has nothing to do with other places except for the occasional need to go out to cut firewood.After Wang Songren lived here, the herbs and poisonous bacteria in the back mountain came in handy, and he didn't even need to go out of the valley to see a doctor.

Ruan Yusheng was petite and still growing, and Wang Songren's bamboo basket was carried on her back, looking like a giant.

This old man is naturally lazy, and he has to make good use of the hard work that he finally encountered in the first half of the year after picking medicine.

With a flick of his finger, Ruan Yu was about to fall into the water and climb up a tree, and even compete with various poisons of snakes, insects, rats and ants. In just half an hour, she was even more tired than usual martial arts practice, and she was out of breath.

"Little girl, you are still far behind." Wang Songren shook his head regretfully. His mouth is extremely damaged. It's okay if he doesn't speak up. Once he speaks out, there is absolutely nothing good to say. "Any seven or eight-year-old in this village Little dolls are more capable than you."

Ruan Yu didn't speak, but repeated like a mantra, "I can bear it, I can bear it, I can bear it."

Due to the special geographical location of this place, the back mountain in the village is actually only equivalent to a mound, but there are a lot of herbs and poisonous insects on both sides of the yin and yang, which is simply unique.

However, for the same reason, the poisonous insects here are much larger and more poisonous than other places. Wang Songren is quite kind in this matter. He told Ruan Yu early and added a sentence, "Little girl, I am sorry You have a bad impression, if you are poisoned, I will throw you on the mountain."

So Ruan Yu had to be more careful.

"Okay, the herbal medicine is enough, now we only need two coral snakes." Wang Songren didn't know when he climbed to the top of the tree, and he was smoking a cigarette leisurely, bossing around