Yichun Ji: Years Voiceless

I have to say that Mu Huai'an's cooking skills are really first-class. During the three days of waiting for the opportunity, Wu Zheng was served by Mu Huai'an with delicious food and drink, not to mention how comfortable he was.It's just that every time I see that Wen Xu on the opposite side is full of big fish and meat, and my side is full of vegetarian food, as a monk, Wu Zheng still complains unapologetically...

After reuniting after a long absence, Mu Huai'an's thoughtfulness and care for Wen Xu became even worse. It was even more extreme than an old hen guarding its cubs. He was afraid that he would knock when he walked, and he would be scalded when he ate. He said angrily: "You are so tired and crooked, why don't you just feed your mouth to mouth!"No, no, how can a monk think about this, sin, sin!

Just three days passed like a white horse, and seeing that the day of sailing was about to come, he had vowed that he would be able to complete the matter alone, but now he said helplessly: "Mu Huai'an, you still have to follow me A trip..."

Hearing this, Huai'an suddenly became uneasy, he asked a little nervously: "Could it be that something happened, and the power of the ghost has become stronger again?" Wu Zheng shook his head, and said with some embarrassment: "No... ...I don't know how to row a boat..." Mu Huai'an was taken aback for a moment, but Wen Xu laughed unkindly, but he didn't say anything sarcastic after all.

Wu Zheng was ridiculed by him, his face turned livid, and he snorted angrily: "Boy, I'm helping you cure your eyes. Are you sure you want to laugh at me? Are you afraid that I will leave in a fit of anger?" Wen Xu made a sound, and Mu Huai'an anxiously comforted him: "Little master, don't be angry, Xiao Xu is still young, it is inevitable that he has some childish temperament."

Wen Xu curled his lips unwillingly, and Wu Zheng was also choked speechless by these words. He stared helplessly at the eighteen or nineteen-year-old Wen Wen, whose stature was already not much different from Mu Huai'an, and secretly said: Still young?I feel like I can't save this silly goblin...

As the night deepened, Wu Zheng and Mu Huai'an boarded the fishing boat on the shore and waited for the opportunity.Wen Xu originally wanted to go with them, even if he waited on the shore, but Mu Huai'an was worried that he would be in danger, so he refused to let him come with him.Wu Zheng quietly closed his eyes for a while, feeling the change of the ghost aura nearby. After a while, he opened his eyes and said sharply, "It's time, let's go." Mu Huai'an nodded, and moved his hands steadily. paddled.

Wen Xu was alone at home, leaning against the window and listening anxiously to the wind hunting outside. The wind tonight seemed to be much stronger than usual.It's all to blame for that monk, who can't even row a boat, and has caused Mu Huai'an to be in danger... However, Wen Xu didn't seem to notice that Wu Zheng is the most innocent person, and he has to do it for the people who are in danger for him ...In Wen Xu's mind, there are only two types of people in the world: Mu Huai'an, and others.

Two hours passed, but Mu Huai'an and Wuzheng still didn't come back, Wen Xu gradually became anxious, could something unexpected happen?Just when he was panicking, there was finally a sound outside the door.Wen Xu hurriedly walked outside, calling again and again: "Brother Huai'an, are you back?"

Mu Huai'an didn't answer, but Wu Zheng replied: "I'm back." Wen Xu panicked, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Huai'an, what's wrong with him?" Wu Zheng panted a little: "It's okay, I passed out .”

Wen Xu's heart palpitated, and his tone became a bit more serious: "It's okay to faint! What happened!" Wu Zheng finally dragged Mu Huai'an back from a coma, and he was holding a sigh of relief, yes Looking at Wen Xu, he yelled: "What's the noise, you won't die for a while, let's treat your eyes first!"

Hearing the meaning behind the words, Wen Xu couldn't care less about her own eyes, and her tone was pleading: "Little Master, what happened to him?" Wu Zheng sighed, and said: "First put you I will tell you again. Otherwise, how can I be worthy of this silly boy's love for you..."

As soon as Wu Zheng said this, Wen Xu stopped asking questions, so she nodded silently, and sat back obediently, but the worry between her brows still did not dissipate.Wuzheng threw Mu Huai'an onto the bed, and took out a small celadon bottle from his bosom. He walked up to Wen Xu, carefully opened the cork, pinched a vague shadow with his fingers, and muttered Reading the scriptures, he patted the shadow between Wen Xu's eyebrows.

This beat caused Wen Xu to be in a trance for a moment, feeling that all limbs were struggling and struggling, and his soul was constantly tearing and merging, and Wen Xu was so uncomfortable that he tightly covered his heart.Wu Zheng stretched out his finger again, and tapped it between Wen Xu's eyebrows. Wen Xu gradually felt a rush of heat, and his body slowly returned to normal.

Opening her eyes again, Wen Xu was pleasantly surprised to find that she could see things!The little monk in front of him was very handsome, with a cinnabar mole in the corner of his eye.But Wen Xu didn't look at Wu Zheng for a long time, and hurried towards the unconscious Mu Huai'an.

Mu Huai'an was lying weakly on the bed, with a somewhat lifeless expression on his face, it seemed that even his figure was somewhat transparent.Wen Xu caressed the handsome and gentle face of his beloved, and asked Wu Zheng worriedly: "Now, can you tell me what happened to Huai'an?"

Wu Zheng said in a deep voice: "He is about the locust tree spirit, you guessed it." Wen Xu looked at Wu Zheng and nodded frankly.Wuzheng continued: "The locust tree was sold to a rich man's mansion and made into a pillar of the ancestral hall. Mu Huaian's spirit body was trapped in the ancestral hall and could not escape. He was worried that you would be alone and unable to take care of yourself. Ye appeared and wanted to beg the people in the mansion to let him go.

But instead of letting him go, the master of that family sawed the pagoda tree into pieces and burned it cleanly, destroying his original body.Without his original body to live in, his spiritual body gradually weakened. When he met me, he was already at the end of his strength. He begged me to bring him back and heal your eyes. Only in this way can he feel at ease... Both body and spirit are destroyed..."