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"Thank you for your help."

Bei Yunrong saluted and thanked the man, who smiled and waved his hand.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, Zhenjun Ninggong, you don't have to be polite."

"you know me?"

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't know the name of the True Monarch? I have admired the True Monarch for a long time, and it is really fate that I can talk to you today."

"This young man, I have met him twice, do you still remember me?"

After hearing Luan Mu's words, the man in red smiled and nodded, "I remember, but there are more than two sides."

"How do you say that?"

"Wanlan looks at each other and smiles, there are two sides. Then when you escaped from Wanlan, I saw you once, then I saw you once on the arrest warrant, and now I see you once again. It should be five times."

Luan Mu smiled awkwardly, he didn't expect to be remembered in this way.

"Since you've seen me on the arrest warrant, if you save me now, aren't you afraid of getting burned?"

"Who can be the evil one among those who are protected by the true king of the palace?"

Although there is nothing wrong with this statement, but Luan Mu felt very uncomfortable as if he had seen Bei Yunrong's face and reluctantly admitted his innocence.

"I haven't asked the young hero's name yet."

"Nianqing, a disciple of Huangyan sect."

"Luan Mu, a loose cultivator."

After the three of them got to know each other like this, they planned to stay in the room to avoid Wan Lan's sight, and wait until there were fewer patrolling people before going out. It was a coincidence that the right side of this alley happened to be an inn, and this room was where Nian Qing was in the inn. housing.

Luan Mu sat at the table and poured himself a glass of cold water. Today, digging graves, collecting souls, and avoiding pursuit, he was really exhausted. Tang Feng's uncut wound had not yet healed, and there were bursts of pain in his leg, and there was still blood on it that had not clotted.

He simply bandaged it with cloth strips, but it was soon soaked in blood and turned red, thinking that it would recover in a while, Luan Mu didn't care about it.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Nian Qing extinguished the candles on the table. There were footsteps coming and going outside the inn, and the three of them were on guard. If Wan Lan broke in suddenly, they could react quickly and get away. Nearly one night, when the street was completely quiet, the sky outside the door was already getting brighter, and the radiance of the morning sun shone into the house, which was a bit dazzling. It happened that the moment when people and ghosts alternated, Luan Mu suddenly felt exhausted all over his body, and fell headfirst on the table. .

"Are you sleeping here again?"

Hearing the sound of people, Luan Mu leisurely opened his eyes, cold water flooded his body, he found himself lying in the stream, his clothes were already wet, and a person was sitting on a branch of a tree, holding a jar of wine in his hand, the shadow of the leaves fell On his face, his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Aren't you drinking again? Is this wine so delicious?"

"Of course, walking in the mountains with a bright moon, all over the world, drinking and resting alone in the clouds and mists is better than countless people in the world."

Luan Mu didn't quite understand what he heard, so he stood up and saw that the bamboo basket beside him had been overturned, there was a stream flowing through it, nothing else.

"Oops! All my fish are gone!"

Seeing the flustered look of the people below, the man on the tree smiled knowingly, his eyes were slightly flattered, he picked up the wine jar and continued to drink, Luan Mu fumbled in the stream in a panic, but he couldn't touch anything, the fish must It has already traveled far.

"Don't watch the excitement, can you help me?"

"How to help?"

"Help me fill this bamboo basket with fish."

"This is your own business and has nothing to do with me."

Knowing that the man was unwilling to help him, Luan Mu had no choice but to rush downstream to catch the fish again. If he didn't catch the fish, he would not be able to return home tonight.

But when the sun set, it was dusk and the bottom of the water could not be seen clearly. After an afternoon of hard work, there was only one small three-inch fish in the bamboo basket. Luan Mu was so anxious that he carried the bamboo basket home. In the yard, a child was crawling on the ground, with a tuft of lanugo on his head and a chubby body. He was babbling something, but no one understood.

Luan Mu picked him up and patted the plaster on his body, "Feng'er, where are your parents?"

The child seemed to understand the question, and pointed to the room, Luan Mu walked towards it, but just half a step in, he heard the sound of arguing from the inner room.

"He is about to reach the age of marriage. If you don't send him out, who will pay for his wife?!"

"Don't you have some savings at home?"

"Isn't the savings saved for Feng'er to marry a wife?"

"Feng'er is still so young, it won't be too late to talk about it after Mu'er has settled the important matter of his life."

"No! This family is almost in trouble. How can I save savings in the future? Just do as I said."

"I don't agree with you driving Mu'er away."

"Who said he was going to be driven away? Just let him go to Yuanwai's house to work as a coolie, earn a lot of money, and he can support himself."

"That member's family is notoriously cruel, wouldn't you be sending Mu'er to your death if you let Mu'er go?"

"Then you have the heart to watch our mother and daughter starve to death?! Marrying you, poor man, I will be miserable in eight lifetimes!"

Luan Mu could hear the woman's pungent voice clearly outside. He knew that this woman had no feelings for him. Luan Mu's mother died in childbirth, so Luan Mu had never seen his mother since he was a child. Later, his father married a wife again. , this woman was not good to him at the beginning, but she was not bad either, but since she gave birth to her youngest son, she has been targeting him everywhere, after all, Luan Mu understands that she is eager to protect her son, and has never had any disputes with her all these years .

The two were quarreling in the house, the child in Luan Mu's hand suddenly burst into tears, attracting a woman and a man from the back room, the woman was plump, and when she saw Luan Mu standing outside the door, there was a hint of embarrassment on her face , then snatched the child in his arms and coaxed him, but it couldn't be coaxed well.

"What's the matter, why is Feng'er crying so hard?"

"What else? I'm hungry! I haven't had milk all day."

The man sighed and looked at Luan Mu, "Where is the fish I asked you to catch?"

When asked about this, Luan Mu passed the bamboo basket in his hand, and saw the pitifully thin three-inch fish inside, and the man's face was not pretty.

"I asked you to catch big fish and come back to cook fish soup for your mother's body. How can there be such a small seedling?!"

"Xiao Miao can also make soup, and give it to my mother alone. With milk, Feng'er won't have to starve."

"Hmph, come on, after the fish is boiled, there won't be much scum left, let's just starve to death, my mother and I, just feel sorry for my Feng'er."

The woman burst into tears while talking, the man glared at Luan Mu angrily, it would be useless to say more, so he had to mention that the fish fry went into the kitchen to make soup, and when the man left, the woman immediately stopped and murmured to Luan Mu One sentence.

"Useless things."

That sentence seemed to be intended for Luan Mu to hear, and Luan Mu did hear it clearly, but he was not annoyed, he just saw the child in the woman's arms crying pitifully, this year's farmland harvest is not good, there is really not much food in the house, all good things The woman was fed, but she still insisted that there was no milk. If there was no milk, how could the youngest son grow so fat?

Luan Mu didn't like to quarrel with others, so he turned around and ran out of the house, went to the stream and fished under the moonlight.

"You've been busy all day, and you haven't eaten oil and salt, so you must be hungry, right?"

After hearing the sound, Luan Mu turned his head and saw the man sitting on the branch again.

"Since you are so pitiful to me, help me with this bamboo basket..."

"No."

Before he finished speaking, the man refused flatly, Luan Mu was a little annoyed, he shook the stream water from his hands and walked ashore, climbed towards the tree trunk of the man, snatched the wine jar from his hand and sat down beside him, I drank most of it down.

"Are you venting your anger on my wine?"

However, Luan Mu was not used to drinking for the first time, he only felt that his throat was acrid, which made him cough unceasingly, and the man gently stroked his back with his hand.

"Ten li drunk is good wine, how can you not taste it, such a waste?"

"This wine is terrible."

"The taste of wine depends on your state of mind. When you get older, the taste will naturally change."

Luan Mu smiled bitterly, lowered his eyebrows, "If only I were like you, it would be fine..."

"It's good that you are like this."

"How is it good? I have never met my own mother, and being made things difficult by my adoptive mother is good?"

The man shook his head, "You can still run among the mountains and rivers, calm down with the wind, let the clouds rise, hear the singing of mountain birds, play with the birds, see the fat and red flowers of the mountains, and smell the fragrance of the world. ?”

Never thought that there are so many pleasant things in the mountains and forests that I have been used to since childhood, Luan Mu was slightly stunned, when suddenly a cool breeze blew up, the two sat on the top of the tree and watched the bright moon turn clear, the white light depicted the silhouette of the person beside him, Luan Mu Mu was fascinated by watching it for a while, but he forgot all the anger just now, and he felt depressed a lot. Then he picked up the wine jar and took a sip. slip.

Because of this, Luan Mu's cheeks turned red, his head was already drowsy, and the person next to him seemed to be talking, but he couldn't hear clearly, he just felt that he suddenly fell into a hug, and the warmth came, making him feel People are very at ease, there seems to be the sound of waves, and the breeze blows, and the time is unknown...

Luan Mu slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was being hugged by Bei Yunrong, with Nian Qing behind him, and the two of them were hurrying through the forest. Back to the old dream.

"Where is this going?"

Only when he opened his mouth did he realize how hoarse his voice was. After hearing the man in his arms, Bei Yunrong stopped and found a big tree to put him down.

Luan Mu felt hot all over and his head was dizzy, Bei Yunrong wiped the sweat from his forehead for him.

"Am I suffering from a fever?"

"Yes."

"I haven't had a cold for a long time, how could I suddenly get sick?"

"Wan Lan has a despicable spell that is attached to a sword to hurt people, which can cause people to bleed profusely. You suddenly fell down this morning, and we noticed your wound. The blood loss from the wound caused your body to be weak. Fortunately, your wound It's not big, I've treated you well, so don't worry, you'll be fine in two days."

Nian Qing walked over and handed Luan Mu a fruit. The sour fruit just neutralized the gloom in his body.No wonder the place Tang Fengwei stabbed yesterday didn't heal for a long time. It turned out to be a spell effect. He looked at the wound on his leg, and it had been re-bandaged.

"Then where are you going now?"

"It's not settled yet, but Wan Lan sent people to seal the city, we had no choice but to take you and escape quickly."

"I see. Thank you, Nianqing, for your treatment."

"You don't need to thank me. You should be very grateful to Xia Ning Gong Zhenjun, but he ran all the way with you in his arms."

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