The heinous crime of time travel

"Ruan's Village, this is Ruan Yu's hometown." Mu Yun glanced deeply at the boundary marker.

"The little girl was born here?" Xiao Yao looked at the women with big arms and round waists in the village—almost all of them were like this, and I am afraid that all the slender and small ones were eliminated, and they really couldn't be associated with Ruan Yu.

Mu Yunshen didn't answer any more. He had a deep sense of disgust for this place. Although he restrained himself very well, he still showed his gestures occasionally.Let Xiao Yao's unconscionable expression hang brightly on his face, and everyone he sees has a blatant look of "Get out of here".

Xiao Yao was very worried about this, after all, when someone calls from a copycat, he is the first to bear the brunt.

"...I heard you say that Ruan Yu also has an older brother who seemed to have had a miserable childhood?" Xiao Yao tried not to make his doubts appear abrupt, half of his brain is not working, and the other half is struggling to survive under the abuse , "This village looks quite peaceful, and there is no shortage of food or clothing—has something happened?"

Hujia Mountain is a sad place for Mu Yunshen. Although "sadness" is just hanging in the sky before taking revenge and seizing power, it has no practical effect, but Mu Yunshen doesn't care about it, Xiao Yao is very Be careful.

He blamed this on Weiyuan Escort Bureau and Qin Jian, after all, he had sworn at the beginning to make Mr. Mu unharmed and happy physically and mentally... although the latter was added by Xiao Yao without authorization.

Mu Yun pursed his lips deeply, it was difficult to reveal his heart to others, especially these old things.In Xiaoyao Demon Palace, there are more than [-] of them, and no one can ask them, except those who dare not ask, and even those who know how to ask will not be able to help.

Mu Yunshen is like a pillar inserted between the heaven and the earth, silent and towering everywhere, others need to raise their eyes to see him, but with limited eyesight, they can never see the coldness of the world above it.

But now that Xiao Yao is here, there is suddenly a golden crow on the Tianzhu, chattering non-stop every day, and threatening to build a nest on it...

Mu Yunshen breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, "Yes, but I can't say these things. He will ask you someday when you see Ruan Yu."

Xiao Yao said "Yes", although this village does not like to talk to people, it does seem to live and work in peace and contentment, and the folk customs are simple, if there is something dirty hidden under such a mask, it must not be noticed.Duan Fu's ruthlessness is well known to everyone, and when he encountered a detour, a quiet small village nourished the comfort in his body.

Just be careful.

"Then where do you live tonight?" Xiao Yao asked again, "I went up the mountain to explore the road, and I have to settle you down. If I come back and see you in disarray, should I go directly or fulfill my last wish? "

"Let's go straight away. I'll throw it in the wilderness and let the wind and sand cover it casually. Even if there are graves and graves, I don't care about it once." Mu Yunshen was so angry that he couldn't say it before What he said, but now he picks it up smoothly, adding fuel to the misery of the previous life - Xiao Yao is a soft-hearted man.

Sure enough, Xiao Yao hurriedly turned around abruptly, "I hope you will be well - you are not going anywhere, but you come here, you must have an idea."

What Mu Yunshen said just now fell into two layers in Xiao Yao's heart. The first layer is guilt, and he blames himself for his indiscriminate words. Treating it as a joke and using it to suppress him is better than keeping it in your heart.

This person is stubborn, it's impossible to let go completely, but at least don't take advantage of yourself, there are too many difficulties in the world, and you can weigh them all, and you can die of anger and sadness.

This upside-down joy infected the guilt of the other half, and Xiao Yao's face that had just collapsed instantly beamed with joy, "Young Master Mu, lead the way."

The Ruan Family Manor is not that big, there are only about [-] households in it, and half of the houses are deserted for some reason.Although they are relatives in the neighborhood, they don't seem to like to talk to each other. Except for the group fights earlier, after they broke up, they went home separately without saying a word.

Mu Yunshen led Xiao Yao uprightly and walked across the road, the eyes around him were not very friendly, some were holding rice bowls, peeping from the window, and some were staring brightly, Xiao Yao felt uncomfortable all over his body, like Put several thorn worms in the neck.

The unfriendly attitude of the adults in the village made the children even worse, running around one by one. Mingli was playing around, but in fact, the older ones were leading them, but it was just to make trouble for two outsiders. , from time to time, they pushed and shoved, spilled a handful of ashes, or fell on them directly - if Xiao Yao didn't hide quickly, his pants could be torn off by a little chubby.

"come here."

Mu Yunshen looked sick and had no energy, but the children didn't dare to make trouble with him, so they stopped and waved, but the leader trembled a bit, and didn't dare to run, and walked obediently to Mu Yun deep front.

"You... what are you doing?" A ten-year-old child who just started to nod his head, who has just reached the age of being aggressive and brave, and the beatings and scolding at home can bother his neck, no one can control it, and this is the first time he feels the horror He bit the bullet and said again, "If you do something, I... my brothers will definitely..."

His gang of brothers had dispersed long ago, and he was the only one left.

Mu Yunshen's hand was on the child's head, which was already weak, but Xiao Yao was holding on to his sleeves, if there was nothing, it was even more frightening.The child closed his eyes tightly, and his originally long neck shrunk, but he was not so timid. He seemed to think he was not up to date, and stomped his feet, trying to stop his trembling body.

"I won't beat you, what are you afraid of?" Mu Yunshen's words made the child feel a little relieved, and he said again, "I won't beat you because I have a good temper. This is Hujia Mountain, and there are many tempers Not good...do you know how to kill people? It’s similar to killing a chicken, with your head tilted and your mouth still screaming, you lose your breath.”

Such cruel words were spat out slowly through Mu Yunshen's mouth, with a light and faint feeling, not very deep in the heart.Even so, the little boy was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he gritted his teeth. Although he wouldn't fall down, he couldn't move a single step.

"Let's go." Mu Yunshen shook his backhand and pulled the sleeve out of Xiao Yao's hand. Taking this opportunity, he also hooked Xiao Yao's finger with his fingers. It was not urgent, and he paused for a while. son left.

Xiao Yao felt at a loss that it was an illusion, but the coolness persisted for a long time, and he blushed belatedly. He didn't know where to start, so he followed the trend, "You shouldn't scare a child like this..." Then Molar looked at Mu Yunshen with pain, "What do you mean?"

"You are different from others..." Mu Yun said deeply, "You are very good."

After saying this, like a normal person, he continued to walk slowly forward with his hands clasped.He took a few steps ahead, and he could catch up with Xiao Yao after he regained his senses, as if he had nothing to say, he was quiet.

When he was about to approach the foot of the mountain, Mu Yunshen stopped.

In the same village, cracks suddenly appeared in front of and behind them. A red line spread out under their feet. It was drawn with cinnabar, very wide and deep, and the color was new and old, as if it would be repaired after a while. Swipe once.

The red line leads to the foot of the mountain. It is an unremarkable hut, except that it is a little elegant, and it can be seen that the owner has some fun, but there is nothing special about it.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging in front of the door. It is cold here, and the north wind must have a contribution, so they rang one after another, but they didn't feel very noisy. The sound was pleasant to the ears.

When Mu Yunshen stepped into the red line, he could clearly feel that all the peeping people behind him were holding their breaths, closing the doors and closing the windows, all afraid of getting into trouble, and ignoring the curiosity that was aroused. For a time the whole village was like a dead city.

He didn't mind. He knocked on the half-closed wooden door and asked, "Is Mr. Liu at home? I'm a friend of the Ruan brothers and sisters."

After shouting, don't rush to rush, and continue to wait slowly with your hands in your hands.

Xiao Yao is a bit frizzy and curious, but occasionally there is the word "down-to-earth" in his personality, he stands still, his ears are still red, and he carefully ponders Mu Yunshen's words.The more I think about it, the more I feel uneasy, I am afraid that "you are fine" has to be interpreted in reverse - for example, "you are an eyesore" and the like.

...Thinking of it this way, it is indeed not so nervous, but a little sad.

Xiao Yao tilted his head in wonder.

"A friend of Everlasting Hate and Yu'er? It's rare to be able to breathe while alive," Mr. Liu yawned inside, "Come in, my door is never closed, and no one dares to come in."

"The junior will be rude."

As Mu Yunshen spoke, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The outside of the house is elegant, and the inside of the house is even better.But because it is against Wat Jia Mountain, there is no sunlight in the house, but it is getting damper and colder. Candles are not dared to be lit in the room where the calligraphy and paintings are hung, and there is a little bit of light from the back room.The sky was dark and pitch black, Xiao Yao couldn't get used to it for a while, and felt that his eyes seemed useless.

Open the door and come in is a study room, you can take a closer look at it slowly.

Although there are quite a few famous artists, it can be seen that the master has a bit of heart, and he is not an arty vulgarity. He hangs the eye-catching ones and puts the rest in the painting tube, so the study is not big and not obvious. mediocre.

Mr. Liu who was talking was in the back room, the weak candlelight was reflected on the window, he didn't lift his head, he seemed to be stretching his legs—a lot of old scholars stretched their legs at night, this Mr. Liu was quite unconvinced.

"Two people, quite young, what's their name?" Mr. Liu said, "It's rare to see one of them so desperately, but today we met a pair."

This scholar is different from Xiao Yao's stereotype, it seems... quite lively, but probably because he has stayed in this impersonal place for a long time, his words are a bit mean.

"He is Xiao Yao, the son of Old General Xiao. As for me...won't Mr. Liu come out and take a look in person?" Mu Yunshen said again.

He was so benevolent to Mr. Liu, it was the first time Xiao Yao saw him being so polite.

The person inside the door paused and seemed to sigh, Mr. Liu said, "If you knew me, you shouldn't say such things..."

The door was pushed open, with a candlestick in his hand, but the eyes that were illuminated were two empty black holes, deep and silent, very scary, "Poke people's sad places, and they are easy to be struck by lightning."