After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Ever since Fu Shiyu finished saying that, Chu Yan ignored people.

He leaned against the stone wall expressionlessly, his handsome face was reflected by the dim fire light, and the tight edges and corners appeared hard and sharp.

In the evening, Fu Shiyu took advantage of the rain to stop and went out to pick a few green wild fruits. After washing them, he handed over two, "Do you want it, Your Majesty?"

Chu Yan was resting with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't heard his words, and even the drooping eyelashes never trembled.

Seeing that he didn't eat, Fu Shiyu withdrew his hand and took a bite. It was not cooked at all, and it was sour and astringent.

He had to go on his way at dawn, and he hadn't eaten for two days. He was worried that he had no energy, so he ate two whole.

After eating, the tip of the tongue suddenly became numb and bitter, and the stomach began to colic.

He fastened the crimson robe on his body, stood up slowly from the ground, looked around, and asked, "What is this place?"

Originally, he thought that the people behind him would not answer, but instead he said uncharacteristically, "Wolf Fang Valley."

"Spike Valley..." Fu Shiyu felt a little familiar, pondered for a while, and said, "Where did Shi Zi mention it last time?"

"Ah."

The firewood crackled and exploded with sparks, and the shadows of the two people stretched narrow and long on the stone wall.

Fu Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked tentatively, "Then why did the prince mention this last time?"

Chu Yan slowly opened his eyes, and the deep pupils quickly flashed a subtle color.

Fu Shiyu's eyes were startled, and he saw a trace of shame and resentment on this cold face just now.

It faded very quickly, and happened to be caught in his eyes.

After a long silence, Chu Yan said bluntly: "It's nothing."

Fu Shiyu didn't stop talking this time, but asked softly: "I have met the prince before, right?"

His clear eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts. He took a few steps forward, and the dark red robe cast a long shadow on the ground.

"To tell you the truth, I have a partial memory."

When Chu Yan heard this, he pursed his lower lip, his eyes were flushed by the color of his outer robe.

He asked, "What memory?"

Fu Shiyu sat down opposite Chu Yan, and said seriously: "I didn't lie to the prince before, and the third prince did send someone to chase me down."

"But then I accidentally fell off the cliff and managed to save my life. After that, I lost my memory, and when I woke up, I was already in Guangling Palace."

Chu Yan frowned.

In the previous life, this person did not say anything about amnesia, even his past, this person has always been silent, never even mentioned a single word.

Noticing that Fu Shiyu's gaze was still sizing up his face, he came back to his senses and hummed inexplicably.

Something flashed through his mind suddenly, and Chu Yan said coldly again: "Fall off a cliff?"

Fu Shiyu didn't know what he meant, so he could only truthfully say, "Yes."

"At that time, the assassins sent by the third prince were chasing him all the way. It rained heavily that night, and it was so dark that I couldn't see clearly. I ran to the Broken Soul Cliff, and collapsed as soon as I stepped on the edge of the cliff."

Chu Yan frowned tightly, as if he had caught something, but couldn't find the sign, and quietly listened to his next words.

"I just remember rolling down the cliff, and the memory behind it is broken."

Chu Yan thought for a long time, finally caught the fleeting ray of light, and asked coldly, "How many days has it been raining?"

Fu Shiyu didn't know why, so he replied suspiciously: "About five days, I remember it was the day before the Dragon Boat Festival."

Just as he was wondering why Chu Yan asked such a question, his heart skipped a beat, he silently lowered his eyes, and murmured, "It shouldn't be..."

"How do I know when the rain stops?"

There was a dead silence in the cave, and even the horses that snorted from time to time lay quietly on the ground.

The howling wind outside blew the branches of the cave, making strange sounds like snakes crawling.

Chu Yan's face was even paler against the stone wall, and he said straight to the heart: "Since you said that the sky is dark and you can't see clearly, how can you be sure that you ran to Broken Soul Cliff."

He rarely said too much, "You remember it too clearly, which means there is something wrong with it."

"Ah."

Fu Shiyu nodded, and now he has recollected it.

That's right.

And since it was raining when I fell off the cliff, it was impossible to know when the rain would stop.

According to this, I may not have amnesia, but I really don't know what happened later, because the memory in my mind is not the original owner's at all, but someone described that part of the novel in the third person in my mind The narrative gave itself.

Fu Shiyu's eyes were confused.

Who is he now?

Is he the same as Fu Shiyu in the book?

If he was transmigrated out of thin air, then what about this body injury, and the weird totem on his chest, by the way, and... those two inexplicable books.

All doubts piled up in his mind, and Fu Shiyu couldn't figure it out at all.

Chu Yan suddenly said to the depths of the darkness without beginning or end: "Past life and present life."

"Do you believe it?"

Fu Shiyu raised his eyes and didn't know how to answer. After a long time, he replied, "I believe."

"Does the son mean that I had enmity with you in the previous life?"

Chu Yan's eyes gradually darkened, and when Fu Shiyu thought that this person would say something, he fell down on the weeds in silence, turned around and fell asleep.

"..."

Fu Shiyu leaned forward and shouted, "Your Majesty?"

After shouting, he stretched out his hand and pushed Chu Yan's shoulder again, "I know you're not asleep."

Chu Yan closed his eyes and remained motionless, no matter what Fu Shiyu yelled, he remained silent.

Fu Shiyu yelled for a long time, and was a little tired. Thinking of going on the road tomorrow, he could only collapse beside Chu Yan with a helpless expression.

At first he thought he couldn't fall asleep, but Fu Shiyu put his hands on the pillow to concentrate, and the drowsiness slowly struck, and finally he fell asleep with his eyelids clenched.

Sensing a cold body temperature on his back, Chu Yan's body froze, and he turned his head sideways and squinted.

Realizing that it might be too cold, Fu Shiyu unconsciously approached the source of warmth in his dream until his thin body was completely curled up in Chu Yan's shadow.

The faint and cool medicinal fragrance came in from his nose, faintly blowing the fire in his heart, and he felt a faint hotness rising deep in his body.

Chu Yan became more depressed and couldn't help moving forward.

But Fu Shiyu, who was behind him, followed him step by step, as if he had found a human-shaped heater, and then went too far, even putting his hands on Chu Yan's waist.

Chu Yan's eyes were cold, and he wanted to throw it down impatiently, but when his palm touched the back of his hand, his face froze for a moment.

- so cold.

He stood up and glanced over his shoulder.

The human-shaped heater suddenly disappeared, Fu Shiyu snorted dissatisfiedly, his slender and delicate eyebrows were frowned, and his arms were folded into a ball.

Chu Yan looked at him deeply for a while, and finally let go of his tightly pursed lips, sighed very lightly, lay back quietly, turned around and hugged Fu Shiyu, who was shivering slightly from the cold, in his arms.

Fu Shiyu in his sleep sighed contentedly, and fell asleep again.

Some people have a good night's sleep, some people can't sleep at night.

Fu Shiyu sat up refreshed the next day, and saw that Chu Yan had already led the horse and was waiting at the entrance of the cave early.

Seeing that he was awake, Chu Yan said coldly, "Let's go."

Fu Shiyu saw that his eyes were blue and black, and his face was rarely tired and haggard, so he asked curiously, "Did your son rest well last night?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when it was mentioned last night, Chu Yan's expression suddenly dropped, and he gave him a cold look.

Fu Shiyu was confused and didn't understand where this man's raging anger came from. When he came back to his senses, he saw that Chu Yan had already left, and he hurried to follow.

Fortunately, Fu Shiyu had the foresight to lead the horse back to the cave.

One of them was seriously injured, and the other was weak. It was much easier to walk out of the valley with a horse.

Langya Valley already belonged to the territory of Daqing, so there was no need to worry about the Huns chasing them. Chu Yan drove his horse to the military camp where Daqing was stationed.

After about half a day's journey, in the evening, they could already see tarpaulin tents, large and small, lined up side by side on the plain from a distance.

Except for the night before last, this was Fu Shiyu's first visit to the barracks.

The blood-like afterglow of the setting sun shone on the endless barren plain, as if covering the whole land with a layer of golden veil. Migratory birds fluttered along the horizon, and a high-pitched howling of a wolf was heard in the distance.

With such a shocking scene, Fu Shiyu's heart was inevitably full of enthusiasm.

Behind him, Chu Yan had turned over and got off the horse. Seeing that he was still sitting still, he asked impatiently, "How long are you going to sit?"

Fu Shiyu came back to his senses, just as he was about to grab the saddle and get off the horse, Chu Yan habitually wrapped his arms around his waist and carried him off easily.

Originally, I wanted to say that I could barely know how to ride a horse now, but seeing Chu Yan's icy face, I closed my mouth after thinking about it.

The two had just returned to the barracks when a tall and mighty man rushed over with big strides.

Chongyang knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, the general asked you to come back to the camp of the Chinese army."

Chu Yan hummed indifferently.

Chongyang stood up from the ground, glanced at Fu Shiyu behind him, his eyes were startled, and he said in surprise: "Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

Fu Shiyu bowed his body and saluted, "Brother Chongyang, long time no see."

Chongyang's inquisitive eyes kept sizing up the two of them, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chu Yan's sinister eyes, and immediately lowered his eyes silently, not daring to do it again.

Chu Yan said indifferently: "Arrange a place for him."

Chongyang should be immediately.

After explaining, Chu Yan went to the big tent of the Chinese Army without haste.

After Chongyang saw him leave, he felt relaxed, turned to look at Fu Shiyu, and said with a simple and honest smile: "Young Master Fu, come with me, there should be vacant tents."

Fu Shiyu smiled, "Thank you, Brother Chongyang."

Chongyang waved his hand heartily, "You're welcome."

He thought of something, and asked strangely: "But shouldn't you be in the capital? Why are you here?"

Fu Shiyu said lightly: "Come here to find someone."

"I just met the prince in Shuzhou City."

"Shuzhou City?" Chongyang chatted with him while walking, "Isn't it the territory of the Huns? What is your son doing there?"

Fu Shiyu explained patiently, "The prince was injured in the Huns' barracks, and I happened to rescue him and brought him back to Shuzhou City."

Hearing this, Chongyang's expression darkened, and he asked intriguingly: "Then Mr. Fu also knows the purpose of the son's going to the Huns' barracks?"

Fu Shiyu nodded and said truthfully, "It's clear."

"The prince's trip was to find a map of the Lubao Valley. I happened to want to go to this place, so the prince brought me back here."

Chongyang paused, and said solemnly: "Master Fu is looking for Guerzhai?"

Fu Shiyu didn't intend to hide it at first, so he nodded lightly, "I'll tell you the truth, Brother Chongyang, the reason why I came here is actually to find traces of Guerzhai."

Chongyang thought a lot, and asked, "Why did you find Gu'er Village?"

Fu Shiyu was silent for a moment. Seeing that there was no one around, he stretched out his hand and opened the loose dark red robe, revealing the strange green snake totem on his chest.

Chongyang stared at the weird totem, always feeling a little familiar.

Fu Shiyu saw the abnormality on his face, and quickly closed his robe, with a hint of urgency in his words, "Brother Chongyang, have you seen it?"

"Hmm." Chongyang said uncertainly, "I seem to have seen it before."

Fu Shiyu asked: "What is it?"

Chongyang lowered his head, thought carefully for a long time, then slapped his head suddenly, and said excitedly: "Gu!"

"It seems to be a kind of Gu!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-3121:23:00~2020-04-0123:37:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 58 bottles of water in the sky;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!