The heinous crime of time travel

Ouyang Qing is a house that doesn't leave the gate, and all the food and living are in the side hall.

It looks messy and gloomy here, but Ouyang Qing is very good at taking care of it, the mess is naturally a bit messy, there are banners calling for souls hanging everywhere, but it is not dirty.Mu Yunshen lifted the hem of his clothes, picked up a worn-out yellow futon, and sat cross-legged on it.

His complexion was also not good, the water fell into the pot, and the firewood went into the chest, so he supported his head with one hand, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mu Yunshen is like a jade carving, in such a closed and dark environment, there is still a layer of cold radiance shrouded in it, the whole person is quiet and reserved, out of tune with the crazy environment around him.

On that side, Ouyang Qing shot very quickly.His gloomy features were gathered together, and the center of his brows was twisted into a deep line. At this moment, he showed his age, not like the young appearance of twenty years old soaked in a medicine jar.Thin beads of sweat hung on the eyebrows and fell into the eyes without paying attention, making it painful and itchy.

The patient under his hands was still lying straight on the bed, half of his body was pierced like a porcupine, especially the dantian and forehead, which were densely packed, trembling wildly.

"Who did it? First, the internal force was removed, and then a layer was forced inside, causing the sea of ​​​​qi and the meridians to be blocked and difficult to pass, and even reversed... Although someone gave good guidance later, the method was too crude and hasty—— Are there enemies on Gasan?"

All the needles have been pierced, and Ouyang Qing is pulling out one by one.There are even some tricks here, and if you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted, almost like arranging troops.

"This young man can also bear the pain. Even if I suffer so much at this age, I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore."

Ouyang Qing's tone seemed to be weighing the value of the meat in the market. Although it was a compliment, she said it in a non-aggressive tone. At the end, she added, "Sooner or later it will be a disaster, why keep it."

It looks like he is about to kill at any time.

Mu Yunshen's eyes opened slightly, and all the light in the room seemed to be hidden in this line, and it was fixed on Ouyang Qing's back, "You can try."

At this point, Ouyang Qing just laughed at herself, "How dare you."

He didn't have much energy left, and every time he pulled out a needle, he spread it out. At this moment, his face was ashen, like a zombie who had just crawled out of a coffin. His breath was holding on, proving that he was a living person.

This business can be done at a loss.

Ouyang Qing wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, stood up slowly, the long robe that was pounding the ground was at her feet, she almost stumbled, and staggered towards the back door, "Take care of him, Don't come in."

Seems to be looking for a place of peace of mind, as if fleeing for his life.

Mu Yunshen still sat still, his cold eyes first stayed on Ouyang Qing's slumped back, then turned calm and gentle, sighed slightly, stirred a pot of boiling water as if resigned to his fate, put it on A basin, come to wipe Xiao Yao's face.

Half of this face is gray, there are a few scratches and blood marks, the lips are pale, the whole person is neither lively nor chattering, and the quietness is somewhat unexpected.

No matter how many injuries Xiao Yao suffered before, he always woke up very quickly. Even if he wandered in front of the gate of life and death, he could still roar to make people feel at ease. Now he is silent, and he is still a flesh and blood body.

Mu Yunshen moistened the towel in hot water, wet Xiao Yao's chapped lips first, then slowly wiped it along his forehead, lingering between his shoulders and neck for a moment, and sighed, "You...why bother?" know me."

In a coma, Xiao Yao seemed to hear this sincerity, and with a frown, he uttered a slight raving, "...fate."

"Ha..." Mu Yunshen shook his head and smiled wryly, leaning over and kissing his forehead, "Take good care of yourself."

This layer of icy shell was finally torn open in front of Xiao Yao, revealing the most gentle and lovely part inside, but changed again in a blink of an eye, pretending to be reserved and sitting upright, as if there was no difference from usual.

Suddenly, there was a noise from outside, which broke the tranquility of the side hall, and even opened a crack in the tightly closed window, the moon had already climbed to the mid-heaven, and the thin and sparse light occupied a rather stingy space. The corners are like popularity that has inadvertently infiltrated.

Shen Yanzhi had already returned, with a slightly troubled expression on his face, and there was no other abnormality to be seen.

Although his clothes were not torn in this round of tossing, they were not shiny either. Among the people who were cleaning and waiting for dinner, he looked more or less disheveled.

Shen Yanzhi had always been like a dog, suddenly he was so informal - the noisy hall was quiet for a moment, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.

"What's wrong with Palace Master Shen?" Sitting beside Liu Baiweng, Ruan Yu taunted with a gun and a stick, "I just became a hypocrite and a real villain, have you been kicked?"

It was just an unintentional remark, but it was inadvertently poking everyone's thoughts. Xu Chongming's eyes were a little complicated for a moment, and he forced a smile on his white and fat face, and persuaded him kindly, "Miss, finally all the family members are gathered together." , you can say a few words less tonight."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling person. Although Xu Chongming hasn't been on the mountain for too long, he is pretty good to Ruan Yu. She is not missing candies and snacks. Whenever there is a strange thing, she is the first to let Ruan Yu play with it. ——It’s almost like a half-daughter.

This is probably a kind of insinuating psychology, Xu Chongming lost his daughter early, more or less there is a kind of overflowing fatherly love when he sees the little girl, but he still bows his head and doesn't see Ruan Yu when he looks up.

Ruan Yu let out a "hum", and turned away, assuming Xu Chongming's face, and let Shen Yanzhi go for the time being.

Liu Baiweng leaned on a crutch at the side, and poked it on the wooden floor, making a hollow sound——the people who built the Xiaoyao Demon Palace were really skilled, such a thin layer of wood stepped on the bottom of the foot, and it was hard to bear against it. The countless people on several large tables not only did not collapse, but even became more compact as they stepped on it.

"Isn't this meal too difficult to eat? Why don't we all break up and get up early tomorrow?"

The spirit of the old man is getting better and better at this time. He wiped away the fatigue from staggering up the mountain before, and sat on the chair with a straight back. There are two dark holes in his eye sockets. Although he can't see the surrounding situation, he can expect it. Shen Yanzhi must have suffered a disadvantage when he went out.

He felt a little relieved in his heart, and leaned on crutches again, "I've been waiting for more than an hour."

Shen Yanzhi smiled. Although he looked like he had traveled half the night and even fell over halfway, this gentlemanly style exuded from his bones. No matter how embarrassed he was, he was dusty and warm, gentle and elegant, "Sorry for keeping the old man waiting for a long time, I will send someone to serve the dishes right now, there will be no delay."

As soon as he beckoned, Xu Chongming knew what it meant, and he started to do things in response.

Xu Chongming is a person who cares about the overall situation, and he will not let Shen Yan lose face in public, but he is also a thoughtful person, the longer he holds back his thoughts, the bigger and bigger his thoughts become, and it becomes harder to deal with them in the end.

Normally, Xu Chongming, the chief steward of the Happy Demon Palace, would take care of Ouyang Qing's eating and drinking, while serving hot dishes, and leave a portion in the food box for the little girl to carry and put in front of the side hall door.

There were a lot of dishes today, and Ouyang Qing was not the only one there. The little girl was very capable. She could hold two half-person-high food boxes with one hand, and she stood lightly in front of the door and knocked.

She seemed a little afraid of the blind man in the side hall, swallowed nervously, her voice was like a gnat, and she said a little astringently, "Xing'er brought you food."

"You put it at the door, I'll come and get it."

Today's voice seems to be different from usual, although it is the same indifferent and ruthless, but it is less gloomy, like the sound of strings.Xing'er blushed, and suddenly remembered that Xu Chongming said that there were two sons who came down from the mountain in this room.

While she was hesitating, the door was already open.

The young man in long clothes looked down from her head coldly, with a face like a jade crown, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was helpless with these two huge food boxes.

"Can you ask the girl to bring the food box into the house?" Mu Yun said deeply.

His steps are sloppy, and his speech lacks the air of a martial arts practitioner, even though Xing'er is just a little girl who can help.With a second-rate skill, he can tell that this young man is a scholar, so he simply nodded, "Okay."

This is the first time Xing'er came into the side hall, usually Ouyang Qing just blocked her at the door, not to mention coming in, she didn't even dare to take a second look.

She was a little curious, and stayed quietly beside Mu Yunshen, but she also knew the rules and didn't glance around.Xiao Yao was still sleeping on the bed in a very indecent position. Although he didn't wake up, he regained some energy. The quilt was overturned beside him, obviously able to move, tossing and turning subconsciously.

When Xing'er put down the food box, she glanced at the person on the bed. This young man looked very young, delicate and handsome. Before he could clearly identify him, Mu Yunshen stood between them calmly. , blocking Xing'er's gaze.

Xing'er could only pursed her lips and smiled, and said in a soft voice, "Then I'll go out first, if you have something to order, you can ring the iron bell at the door."

The room became quiet again, and the harsh smell of poisonous insects and herbs poisoned Mu Yunshen's sense of smell and taste.Since his resurrection, he has been immersed in this kind of things almost day and night. If it wasn't for sweets, he couldn't suppress the bitterness accumulated on the tip of his tongue over the years.

Mu Yun gathered the thin clothes on his body, pushed the lid of the box away with his green and tender hands, and took a look inside—whether it was intentional or not, there was a cup of cooked porridge inside. Carefully selected materials are exactly the same as in memory.

Mu Yunshen had a bad time in his last life. Although he was diligent in practicing martial arts to make up for his weakness, he avoided spicy and heavy oil due to lack of food all year round. Sometimes he could only drink porridge——in this food box It is this bowl of porridge that is standing upright.