The heinous crime of time travel

It's a disaster whether you drink the porridge or not, but Mu Yunshen didn't shy away from it, and the old god took out the small cup.

He hadn't had a grain of rice since noon, and he was already hungry at this time, but his current body was seven or eight cents worse than before. If he didn't have something to warm his stomach, Mu Yunshen would not want to wrong himself, According to his temper, he can be hungry until tomorrow morning.

The cup is not big, only a handful of rice can be filtered out of a pot of rice, and the rest can be solved by the young disciples—the self-sufficient on Hujia Mountain, raising pigs, cows and donkeys, even if the banquet is a waste, the last one The leftovers also have their own place, so it is not wasteful.

Mu Yun thought for a while, then picked out a small bowl from the food box, put half of it in it, glanced at the person on the bed, and sighed silently, "It's all because of you that I broke all the rules."

Having said that, Mr. Mu, who was clumsy when serving people, moved reluctantly, brought the bowl to the bedside, and in a half-sitting position, pulled Xiao Yao into his arms, and fed him two bites.

Xiao Yao, who was in a coma, finally touched a piece of soft flesh, and the whole body coveted the comfort of "humming" twice. If he still has some strength, he can't wait to hang directly on the body of Mr. Mu, and use him as a blanket. This hard coffin board.

After coming out of the bird's nest, Xiao Yao felt that he was flying all the way through the clouds, and the surrounding sounds were as thin as mosquito gnats, but the physical sensation still barely existed.When the whole person fell on the bed, he wailed in his heart, "No, I'm afraid I made too much fuss this time and got stuck in it. The spirit went into the coffin before it stopped... I don't know where it was buried. There is a tombstone. , and Mr. Mu is sad and regretful..."

Then he resigned to his fate and thought, "Come on, let's die, let's wait until the first seven to see the old man."

At the time of acupuncture, Xiao Yao thought he had gone to hell again, racked his brains to reflect on his life, and said with a shy face without repentance, "It's not that crazy, did you come to the wrong place?"

At this time, he was lying comfortably in Mu Yunshen's arms, sipping and subconsciously eating the hot porridge delivered to his mouth, happy like a fairy.

This life is full of ups and downs.

As for Mr. Mu, with some rare sympathy and uniqueness towards Xiao Yao, he endured until the bowl of porridge was finished, and then put him down properly, and even tucked him in the quilt.

Perhaps it was the smell of hot porridge that aroused the gluttons in his stomach. Ouyang Qing, who had locked herself in a hut to cultivate immortality, finally showed up. He yawned, the bruises under his eyes became more and more serious, and his body was slightly bent. Holding on to the wall, he grinds slowly.

"It's rare that it's so lively outside, Xing'er, this girl still remembers me." Ouyang Qing glanced at the hot porridge on the table, picked up the food box without thinking too much, "Shen Yanzhi is really good to you as a friend. I haven't seen a bowl of porridge for many years."

"Why, does a bowl of porridge have other meanings?" Mu Yunshen was still sitting upright at the table, slowly drinking the strange things in the cup.His "I don't know" is very appropriate in front of Ouyang Qing, even a bit contemptuous of ignorance. Ouyang Qing glanced at him, and then slowly retracted his one-acre three-pointer with the food box in the field.

Xu Chongming may have good intentions, but the bowls and chopsticks in this half-person-high food box are full of weight, and there are only a lot more things than the outside, and two and a half living people can't finish it.

Now Ouyang Qing has contracted a box by herself, and the remaining one and a half people can only stare at the food box and worry - Mu Yunshen originally ate little, let alone Xiao Yao, who would spit out two mouthfuls of porridge. Hey is also a waste.

The bustle outside is separated by a wooden door, as if it has nothing to do with the people inside the door. This side hall is quiet, and you can even hear the sound of chewing from the other end. It is restless and low, as if it is raising some monster .

After a while, Ouyang Qing brought out the empty food box.

Mu Yunshen was just a "guest" in name, if he hadn't climbed onto Shen Yanzhi's high branch, Ouyang Qing would have wanted to use a knife on him long ago, and perhaps tortured him to extract a confession, spreading out all his mysterious words, Ask for an answer.

So there are some things that Mu Yunshen won't ask now, and if he doesn't talk about it for fun, he might even be killed.

"Doctor, when will Xiao Yao wake up?" Mu Yun said deeply.

He was eating snacks slowly with tea, as if he was reciting a poem in an elegant manner, not even a little bit of dregs fell off.

Ouyang Qing's movements were very sluggish, and only when she heard the words did she turn her head back. In a short time, he had already lost his human form, and looked even more haggard. His cloudy eyeballs seemed unable to move, and he could only change the angle by relying on his neck.

"Two hours at the latest, he will wake up once - don't worry, his life is very serious, and the King of Hades has to ask me first if he keeps someone."

His breath was blocked, he seemed to have stopped for a while, and it took him a long time to calm down, "There is only one person in my life who can't be saved..."

Ouyang Qing's words became lower and lower, she babbled, bent her body and went back to the door again, it seemed that there was something inside that was desperately attracting him, wanting him to give up everything and bury him here.

Regarding Ouyang Qing's capriciousness, Mu Yunshen did not interfere too much, and gently lifted the heavy curtain blocking the window with his hand.

In the hall, the girl and the young disciple who were carrying the wine and food shuttled back and forth, looking at each other heartlessly and smiling, creating an illusion of joy and harmony.The serious banquet was on the second floor, and it was even more lively. At this time, I had drunk three rounds, and my unhappy words were hypocritically soaked in my stomach, and I only talked about old accident people.

"Mu Yunshen" was the center of the topic right now.

People like them, whether they like it or not, whether they are willing or not, after all, some years revolve around Mu Yunshen. Only with him can Xiaoyao Demon Palace and Hujia Mountain be born, and all kinds of things will come after him.

"His temper is very bad, very stubborn, and he doesn't listen to some words." Ruan Changhen raised his neck and poured a glass of wine down his throat. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "One winter, Yun Shen refused to eat at all, saying that it was not to his taste, and whatever he brought was frozen into ice cubes the next day, and his stomach couldn't take it anymore, and it hurt..."

"Three days." Shen Yanzhi also laughed, and he said softly, "I still have to save face, which almost caused a catastrophe."

Shen Yanzhi's eyes were deep, as if he was just recalling the past, with a trace of longing on his face, he said, "At that time, I had only been on the mountain for two years, so I didn't know that the owner of the Happy Demon Palace would be so capricious."

These few words aroused everyone's sympathy, and it was really a bit of a gesture of turning hostility into friendship. They opened their hearts by pointing and pointing, and gave Mu Yunshen who didn't know anything at the moment, from "not eating well" to "cold temperament", It's like pointing at the coffin and cursing the street.

At the end, it suddenly occurred to him that the person who scolded had no bones left many years ago, and he was silent for a moment.

"The prosperity and wealth turn their heads empty, and the only ones left are these old friends." Shen Yanzhi sighed.

What he said was very light, but it attracted everyone's attention, some sneered, and some felt empathy, and in the end they all faded away in the interlacing of toasting.

"Okay, let's have a happy meal, why mention him?" Liu Baiweng groped, and picked up his own glass of wine from the table. No one around him accommodated him, and he was happy and pure.

He is a self-proclaimed scholar, so he must be distinguished from the "vulgar" people in the Jianghu. This wine is also extremely elegant, and he sips it in small sips. It seems that he will not get drunk no matter how much he drinks.

"Yeah, why mention him?" Ruan Changhen also pulled his face, "We left us and disappeared out of thin air..."

Before he finished speaking, Ruan Changhen also knew in his heart that Mu Yunshen hadn't shown his face for so many years, so it's probably the worst. He just kept it in his heart and refused to let it go.

He drank the wine and sighed again, "If I am so unlucky to meet him again in my next life, I have to do it first to recover some debts."

"Come, come, drink, this year is approaching, but the mountain is not peaceful... Hero Ruan, why don't you stay in the magic palace, and wait until the new year is over." Xu Chongming looked at him, added wine and vegetables at the right time, and said two He said, "The news just came, the imperial court may have taken another action, and pointed the finger at some sects in the Jianghu, making people feel uneasy."

Xu Chongming glanced at Shen Yanzhi, and some words were self-explanatory, "Only in Xiaoyao Demon Palace is it calm."

Now he already knew about the collusion between Shen Yanzhi and Duan Fu, even if Duan Fu was not greedy enough, he would not give up the fat on his lips in vain, insisting on going against Xiaoyao Demon Palace.

"Brother Xu, what do you mean?" Xie Yuanke, who had been drinking silently, suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharpened instantly - he may be as pedantic, dull and inflexible as Ruan Yu said, but as the leader of Xiaoyao Demon Palace Law enforcers are extremely sensitive to matters and reason.

"The Devil's Palace is indeed powerful, but the Jiangnan family and many sects in the six mountains and eight rivers have been established longer than the Devil's Palace. They have experienced countless dynasties. But won't get involved in the Happy and Unfettered Demon Palace? What's the point?"

"This..." Out of a moment of righteous indignation, Xu Chongming slipped his words, his all-round slickness was useless at this time, and he was suddenly embarrassed.

Fortunately, Shen Yanzhi is also good at talking, and he restrained his gaffe very quickly. At this moment, he smiled and said, "Master, Xiaoyao Demon Palace is among the imperial court and the rivers and lakes, so naturally it has to do some dirty work—— You and I are both aware of these connections left by Palace Master Mu when he was alive, there are so many people here, why bother to expose them."

When he said this, Mu Yunshen's tall and tall image that was still in his memory suddenly turned into a "profiteer" with flesh and blood, eating the bones of the dead and drinking the blood of the living, which was completely different from what Shen Yanzhi did.

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Little angels, here’s an announcement, I’m going on a business trip for more than a month... I’m going out early and returning late, I can’t keep the daily update, but I’ll try to keep it every other day!Will update daily if I have time!I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry