In the end of the world, the paper of a child who wears ancient times cannot afford to be hurt

, and then the three of them sat around the fire to rest.

The next day, the three of them set off at dawn, and when the red sun was sinking, they finally arrived at their destination - Lingshan City.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of a house in the east of the city, a handsome man greeted them, "The owner, Mo Jin... who is this?"

"Mu Ze." Ou Siye said flatly.

"Qin Yan." After throwing his name at Mu Ze, Qin Yan looked at Mo Jin, and said with gnash teeth, "Where's that boy Ou Min?"

"You want the owner to stand here and wait for you to solve the 'confusion'?" Mo Jin smiled.It's just that, upon hearing the word "Ou Min", there was a trace of disgust in his eyes.

Qin Yan hurriedly said: "Villa Master, the subordinates are negligent, let's go in first." Then he led several people into the gate.

After entering the hall, Qin Yan said again: "Mo Jin, where is the kid? Have you caught him?"

Although the owner of the villa didn't seem to be in any serious trouble, thinking about what that boy Ou Min did, Qin Yan felt angry.

"I have asked the people below to look for it." Mo Jin said.

Qin Yan asked again, "It's time to eat." After seeing him nodding, he was thinking about how to deal with that boy, Ou Min, after he was caught, while looking at Ou Siye, "Villa Master, although the villa has been destroyed It was burned, but we transferred all the property under the villa immediately, and so far, no one knows that Mo Jin and I are the hidden forces in the villa."

With a sound of "En", Ou Siye said: "Go and find out what enmity there is between the Demon Cult and Qingxian Villa."

"Yes, I'll check it myself later." After thinking about it for a while and not remembering that Zhuang Li had an enmity with the Demon Cult, Qin Yan also felt that he should really check it out.

"By the way, where did you get hurt, owner?" Even he didn't expect that kid Ou Min to betray him, and the owner would not be too guarded against him, thinking of this, Qin Yan's tone couldn't help but flutter. There was a tinge of anger.

After sitting in the chair and looking around the surrounding environment, Mu Ze's gaze could not help falling on the people who were talking.

It has to be said that Ou Siye's two subordinates seem to be 'very' loyal to him.

Sensing his gaze, Ou Siye glanced at him, thought for a while, and pushed the pastry in his hand over.

His actions shifted Qin Yan's attention to Mu Ze, "By the way, why did he come here with you?" This question was asked of Mo Jin.

But without waiting for Mo Jin's answer, Ou Siye said calmly: "He saved me."

After hearing this, Qin Yan looked at Mu Ze with a serious look after being slightly surprised, and then said, "Thank you very much."

"Master, do you want me to..."

"Xiaqing Villa will definitely get back the matter this time, there is no rush." ​​Qin Yan still 'wanted' to talk in depth, but Ou Siye interrupted him after glancing at the bored boy sitting aside .

"Yes! We've been traveling for a few days." Mo Jin continued.

Just in time to see Ousye's look at Mu Ze, Qin Yan thought that although the young man had saved the owner of the villa, it was really not good to talk about the affairs of the villa in front of him, so he nodded understandingly.

"That's right, I've already had the room ready. Owner, then I'll take you to rest first." Qin Yan said.

Ou Siye nodded, then got up and said to the young man beside him, "Let's go."

Mu Ze pinched a piece of pastry and bit it slowly, feeling bored, seeing that they stopped talking, he quickly stuffed the remaining pastry into his mouth.

"Cough...cough..." Walking to his side in two steps, Mu Ze, who was choked on the pastry crumbs, coughed twice.

Ou Siye raised his hand and patted him on the back, only when he saw that he was going to leave, he was in a hurry to eat, so he said to Qin Yan: "I will bring that plate of pastries to the room later." The angry boy left.

"Didn't you say you've eaten the meal? Why does the owner want pastries?" Qin Yan looked at the people around him.

Mo Jin said casually: "Maybe your cakes are delicious!"

"Have it?"

"You'll know if you try it." Mo Jin said.

Hearing what he said, Qin Yan picked up a pastry from the table and ate it in two bites, "It's nothing special!" He said and picked up another piece.

A person who is usually very shrewd, why does he always act stupid sometimes?Mo Jin was sitting on the chair and was not in a hurry to leave. After seeing him eating a plate of pastries, he smiled and reminded, "The owner just asked you to send the pastries to his room. You can't just blink." Forget it?"

Glancing at the nearly empty plate on the table, Qin Yan was stunned for half a second, then threw the half pastry in his hand at the person sitting there, "Mo Jin, you fucking turned me in a crooked way again!"

Taking the pastry he threw over, Mo Jin said with a smile: "You should hurry up and get someone to make another one and send it to the owner."

In the end of the world, the paper of a child who wears ancient times can't afford to be hurt. Chapter 8

It has been several days since I came to this house in Lingshan City. Although I was arranged to live in the same yard with Ou Siye, but because Ou Siye and others have work these few days, only Mu Ze is left in the yard during the day people.

After staying here for a few leisurely days, Mu Ze really felt that the end times were really far away from him.

Speaking of which, before the outbreak of the apocalypse, Mu Ze was just a somewhat flamboyant and slightly rebellious student who was occasionally busy going around to cope with exams.

The cruelty of the apocalypse forced him to grow up quickly, but after all he was just a young man. Now that he had no goal of going to college and no threat of zombies, he was a little confused for a while.

"If you're bored, you can go for a walk." Just passing by the gate of the yard, seeing the young man brought back by the owner squatting in the yard as if in a daze, Qin Yan said something casually and left in a hurry.

Looking up at his back, Mu Ze thought for a while, staying in this yard is really boring

, So he stood up and walked out of the yard.

The servants in the mansion knew that he was a guest of the owner of the house, and they saluted him when they saw him, but they did not stop him from wandering around the house.

This house is located at the end of the East Street in the west of the city. From the outside, it looks like the house next to it.From the inside, however, there are all kinds of rockery pavilions, fish ponds and flower gardens, and the layout is also very good.

After turning around casually, Mu Ze walked to the front hall, and walked out of the gate after a little hesitation.

This street is mostly residents, although there are people passing by in twos and threes, but it is very cold.

Walking slowly along the road paved with bluestone slabs, Mu Ze casually turned to the right when he reached the end, and he heard a loud noise in his ears.

After walking back for dozens of steps, I saw restaurants and shops lined up on a street with no end in sight, and many small stalls were set up in the open space in front of the shops, and the sounds of yo-ho and buying and selling could be heard endlessly.

Only those who have really lost will understand how wonderful what they once had.

Looking at the quaint and lively scene in front of him, the picture of the crowds of people on the pedestrian street in the past came to mind, and a smile appeared on Mu Ze's face.

Just as he was standing there, lost in memory, he felt an impulsive force towards his 'legs'. Mu Ze reacted quickly and was about to avoid it, but when he saw from the corner of his eye that it was a child who was running too fast stopped.

But even so, he still stretched out a hand to support the child, preventing him from jumping onto his 'leg'.

The child is about four or five years old, and the clothes and accessories on his body look very delicate, and he was rushing forward with his head buried.Just when he couldn't hold back his steps and worried that he would fall, he saw someone helping him, so he raised his head.

Perhaps the smile on Mu Ze's face hadn't dissipated, or maybe he was thanking him for helping him, the cute kid showed a big smile at him, and then ran away quickly Lost.

As if infected by the child's pure smile, Mu Ze seemed to be in a better mood than before, walking slowly on the street, looking around, his 'lips' tickled the dimples on his cheeks from time to time, flickering.

But the hawkers or passers-by on both sides of the street couldn't help but take a second look when they saw the young man with exquisite appearance but weird hair.

In addition to small stalls selling porcelain, rouge, and needlework, there are also many food stalls on this street.

Looking past the old man making sugar and the middle-aged man making biscuits, Mu Ze was finally attracted by the smell of wontons in a small shop.

"Young master, would you like a bowl of wontons?" Seeing someone approaching, the old man who was cleaning the table raised his head.

With a sound of "En", Mu Ze sat down.

Seeing that there is a business, the old man with gray temples smiled, and then walked to the boiling pot, and said: "The old man has been making wontons for decades, and they are the most authentic..."

Although the old man's hands trembled slightly due to his age, he was very skilled in putting the wontons in the pot, adding a bowl of cold water, and removing the wontons from the pot.

After a while, a bowl of ravioli with green chives was placed on the table.

Mu Ze picked up the spoon and drank two mouthfuls of the soup, then scooped up a wonton and put it in his mouth.

The skin is thin and the stuffing is fresh, and the taste is really good.

Seeing the young man nodding his head in satisfaction, the old man smiled and walked away.

This small shop that sells mixed dumplings is opened at the entrance of an alley, and there are only three tables in the small shed. Walking along the shed is a dark and small room. is where to live.

It was already past lunch time, and Mu Ze was the only one in the shed sitting there quietly eating.

"Grandpa." After a while, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl came out of the house, and she handed a large plate of freshly wrapped dumplings to the old man.

"It's so well packaged!" The old man boasted with a smile, and urged his granddaughter to go in quickly.

From the corner of the eye, Mu Ze glanced at the grandfather and grandson, and Mu Ze looked away.

"Old man, is that your grandson'daughter?"

"Hey, you guys want to eat 'hun' ton, please sit inside..."

"I will be rare for you, a bad old man's bastard?"

"That's right, our second master wants to eat... also that pretty girl behind you."

"Haha... that's right..."

Just listening to the conversation, Mu Ze guessed what happened there, and couldn't help but frowned.

"Boom—"

Hearing the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, Mu Ze put down his spoon and turned his head, only to see the old man selling 'mixed' ton was pushed to the ground, with blood coming out of his forehead.But his granddaughter was grabbed by the hands of two ordinary-looking men who were tall and thick and pulled her out.

"Grandpa...you let me go...Grandpa..."

Seeing the second master proudly leading the two attendants and the big man who was holding the struggling girl to the street, everyone around them showed a hint of indignation.

Someone couldn't help but took a step forward, but was held back by the people around him.

Mu Ze lifted his foot and walked out. The old man was gnashing his teeth and wanted to stand up, and he was not in the mood to care that he hadn't paid the money yet, and the people around him were looking at the girl, and they were not in the mood notice him.

At this moment, Mu Ze picked up the scoop from the dumpling shop, scooped up the scalding hot water in the pot, and sprinkled it on one of the big men who was holding the girl.

"what……"

When the big man was scalded to the point of howling like a pig being killed, Mu Ze stretched out his hand and pulled the girl back, pushing her to the old man lying on the ground.

"Who are you, you dare to meddle in our second master's business?" Seeing this sudden change, the servant next to the second master shouted sharply, feeling a bit pretentious.

"Hey! How can you treat such a handsome young master so fiercely!" After scolding the people beside him, the second master raised a smile and took a step forward, "In the second history, I don't know the name of this young master? "He spoke politely, but there was a smirk and malicious light in his eyes.

His attendant naturally knew that he had always been a man and woman, so he glanced at the delicate young man in front of him, and knew it in his heart. "Hey," he gave a low laugh and retreated behind him.

Seeing the disgusting light in the man's eyes, Mu Ze took another scoop of hot water and poured it on him.

His movements were fast and accurate, and before the second master could react, he was splashed with scalding hot water.

"Ah... give me... hiss, beat that kid to death, kill him!" The second master squatted down, his face was flushed, he reached out to 'touch' but didn't dare to touch himself, the pain turned into Hate, he said viciously while gasping for air.

Hearing this, the two attendants and the two big men raised their feet and surrounded the young man, especially the big man who was also scalded by hot water just now had a hideous expression on his face.

When several people approached, Mu Ze dropped the wooden ladle in his hand, and grabbed a three-foot-long bamboo pole used for building a shed nearby.

Just when the people around thought that the young man would definitely suffer, they saw that he attacked those people first.

No one has taught Mu Ze martial arts or others, but the environment is the most severe teacher. In the last days, you must either learn to protect yourself, or - die!

The boy's movements are not regular, and it is not a martial art.

It could even be said that he was just swinging the bamboo pole monotonously, but every time he swung it was fast, ruthless, and accurate. Not only could those people not get close to him, they were beaten and screamed.

The people around could only see that the young man had the upper hand, but those who faced him could clearly see a trace of murderous intent in the originally indifferent eyes of the young man, and then looked at his increasingly ruthless movements, A trace of fear rose in the hearts of several people.

As this trace of fear grew stronger, several people looked at each other, quickly turned around, pulled Shi Er who was squatting on the ground, and ran away.

Seeing this, the people around praised the boy after being stunned for a while.

But immediately, someone said worriedly: "What if the Second Class Shi will bring someone to take revenge?"

Someone whispered a few words, not knowing what they were talking about.

The next four weeks became quiet, and someone helped to go to the medical clinic to ask for a doctor.

Glancing at the grandpa and grandson at the Hunton stand, seeing someone coming to help, Mu Ze threw away the bamboo pole in his hand, put the Hunton money on the table, lifted his feet and continued to move forward.

"Thank you, benefactor!" The girl wanted to go over to thank her, but she couldn't let go of her grandfather's hand for a while, and she could only shout in gratitude when she saw him leave.

Hearing the voice behind him, Mu Ze seemed to nod, and then left.

However, although he left, he did not go far, but found a teahouse and walked in.

"Guest officer, who are you?" Seeing the visitor, Xiaoer greeted him with a smile.

"One." After speaking, Mu Ze said again, "A seat by the window on the second floor."

"Okay, please go upstairs!" Xiao Er nodded, and then led him up.

In the lobby on the first floor, there were quite a few people on their way or porters who ordered cheap tea and sat there to rest their feet, but there were not many people in the second floor.

Standing by the window and looking down, Mu Ze sat down and asked Xiao Er to serve some refreshments at will.

"elder brother!"

Mu Ze was sitting there drinking his tea in sips, but suddenly heard a crisp shout from the side.

Looking down, it was the child who almost bumped into him before, so he nodded to him.

The child smiled when he saw that he still remembered himself.

After a while, seeing the child standing there smiling and looking at him, Mu Ze thought for a while, then took a piece of pastry from the table and handed it to him.

"Thank you brother!" After thanking him, the child took the pastry with both hands, and then sat on the chair beside him.

Seeing that the child did not leave after taking the snacks, but instead sat next to him, Mu Ze was a little surprised, and was about to ask him, but he heard a gentle voice with a hint of disapproval behind him.

"Wen Chen, don't be rude!"

In the end of the world, the paper of a child who wears ancient times can't afford to be hurt. Chapter 9

Hearing the sound, the child paused as he raised the pastry to put it in his mouth, and then bit down on the pastry.

Mu Ze turned his head slightly, and saw a man in a water-blue robe embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf and flower patterns and a snow-white trim came over. He had a handsome appearance and a gentle expression. It will make people misunderstand that he is a scholar with profound knowledge.

"I'm Wen Haoxuan, I'm so sorry for disturbing brother Yaxing!" After apologizing to the boy sitting there, Wen Haoxuan turned his head to look at the boy, and said with a stern voice, "Wen Chen, come down."

The child glanced at him, "Mr. taught me that 'the gift from the elders is irresistible'. Since this elder brother wants to buy me a snack, why should I come down?" Having said that, he held the pastry in his hand but did not hesitate. Dare to bite again.

"I said, as a punishment for your 'random' running just now, you can't eat pastries today." After Wen Haoxuan finished speaking, he waited for him to come down by himself.

Glancing at the big brother next to him, Wen Chen secretly moved one hand under the table, wanting to reach out and pull his sleeve to let him speak for himself, but when he found that his finger was covered with pastry crumbs, he immediately He took his hand back again.

"Mister said you can't 'waste' it, so I can finish this piece, right?" The child's voice was soft, but he imitated the tone of an adult and discussed.

"It's okay, let him eat!" Seeing the child finished speaking, he was about to jump off the chair, Mu Ze, thinking that he had just finished eating the 'hun' ton and would not be able to finish the pastries on the table, pushed the plate in front of him, tilted his head to meet Wen Haoxuan road.

Hearing this, the child who knew that his elder brother was the most polite and would not refuse other people's small things lit up, moved back to the chair and sat down, and began to eat the pastry in his hand.

Sure enough, when he heard the boy speak, Wen Haoxuan didn't stop the boy's movement, and just said, "I'm bothering you."

Glancing at the child who was eating happily, Mu Ze picked up the teacup and started drinking it in small sips.

After a while, from the corner of the eye, he saw the man still standing by the table, Mu Ze was puzzled, "Why don't you sit down?"

"Thank you!" Seeing him looking at him, Wen Haoxuan nodded slightly and then sat down, "I don't know your brother's name yet."

"Maki."

"Good name." Wen Haoxuan praised him, and seeing that he didn't want to talk, he stopped talking.

After half a cup of tea, Wen Chen had already eaten five or six cakes. Seeing his brother looking over, he obediently stopped talking, took out a handkerchief from his waist purse, wiped the corners of his mouth and hands, and stood up. "Thank you, Brother Mu." After thanking him, he walked to the elder brother contentedly.

"The two of us still have something to do, so let's leave now!" Wen Haoxuan got up, saw the young man nodded slightly, and left with the children beside him.

The red sun moved westward slowly, and the people in the teahouse also left one by one.

I don't know if there is anyone else in the lobby, but Mu Ze is the only one sitting there on the second floor of the teahouse.

Xiao Er, who finished clearing the other tables, glanced at the boy sitting alone by the window, thought for a while, and then went over to refill him with some hot tea.

"Thank you." Mu Ze said casually.

Xiao Er smiled, and asked him if he would like to add some melon and fruit snacks. Seeing him shaking his head, he stopped disturbing and retreated downstairs.

Feeling that the sky had suddenly darkened a lot, Mu Ze turned his head and looked out the window, only to see that the red sun that sprinkled light and heat had sunk.

After looking at the gray sky, Mu Ze stood up.

When Yu Guang accidentally saw a certain place on the street through the window, Mu Ze, who was about to leave, walked faster.

Although he didn't know why the young man who was sitting there leisurely just now hurried away, Xiao Er still told him with a smile that the money had already been paid.

Mu Ze was slightly surprised, and then guessed that it was probably paid by the person before, so he didn't stay any longer, and walked out of the teahouse directly.

In the house on East Street, candles were already lit in the study.

"Vendor Master, we have identified more than a dozen properties of the Devil's Cult, and we can choose them at any time." Qin Yan's tone was calm, but his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

"You can figure it out." Ou Siye was still clear about his abilities, he responded casually and then asked, "But what's wrong with us after finding out the Devil's Cult?"

Speaking of this, Ou Siye's eyes dimmed.Although the ostensible power in the Villa is mediocre, if they didn't know that the Devil's Cult had enmity with the Villa, how could they have let it be picked by him unprepared.The Demon Cult's actions this time are nothing more than intentional calculations.

"This has not been found out. After all, the villa has always kept a low profile in the Jianghu, and has never provoked the Demon Cult." Qin Yan said.

"No matter what the reason is, since the Demon Cult provoked us first, it is natural to return it." Mo Jin answered.

There was a moment of silence in the study, and Ou Siye said: "Besides the industry, if there is a sub-forum of the Devil's Cult, people can choose it directly, and there is no need to report back." , he stopped talking, got up and stood up, "Let's go, let's eat first."

The three of them left the study together, but when they got to the hall, they didn't see the young man who came out to eat on time every day.

"Where's Mu Ze?" Ou Siye asked the butler who was waiting at the side.

"I just sent people to search everywhere, but I couldn't find it." said the housekeeper who was over fifty that year but looked very energetic.

"Should have gone out to play." Thinking of seeing the boy squatting bored in the yard before, Qin Yan answered.

Recalling the last time the boy was taken away in the inn, Ou Siye's eyes dimmed, and he immediately ordered: "Let someone go out and look for it."

"At his age, it's normal for him to like to go out to play, and he will come back when he's tired." Qin Yan said disapprovingly.

He and Mu Ze stayed together in this house for several days, but the number of times they met was only a handful, so naturally they didn't know each other.But Mo Jin knew that the boy was far more stable than his peers, and would not stay away until dark because of playing, so he nodded to Ou Siye, "I'll take someone out to look for it."

It's been a while since I've been here, and after observing that the young man is not pretending to be peaceful, Mo Jin also let down his guard a little.

After all, if it was really a coincidence that the young man saved the owner, he should really thank him. Moreover, the young man's personality is also very good, and he won't be annoying to get along with.

"En", Ou Siye turned around and walked out.

"Is the owner going to look for it in person?" Qin Yan looked at the food on the table, followed Mo Jin who was also going out, and asked: "That's not a child, but he just came back later. Is it so laborious?"

Mo Jin went to lead the people, while Qin Yan walked directly towards the gate.

Although he didn't think it was a big deal for Mu Ze to come back late, Qin Yan also quickened his pace when he saw that the owner and Mo Jin had serious expressions on their faces.

However, when he stepped out of the gate, he saw the owner of the village parked not far away, and in front of him was the boy they were going to look for.

He said there was no need to be so nervous.Qin Yan raised his eyebrows, and was about to say hello to Mu Ze and ask him where he had been, when he saw the owner of his own village put his hands on the face of the person in front of him.

The foot that had just been raised was put down again, Qin Yan showed a surprised expression on his face, the relationship between the owner and Mu Ze is so good, no wonder he would come out to look for him when he disappeared.

Looking up at the already dark sky, Mu Ze half-closed his eyes and wondered if they had already finished their dinner.

"Where did you go?"

Some deep voices came, Mu Ze raised his head, and saw a man in a white robe with a red border walking towards him.

"I went for a casual stroll outside." Mu Ze said casually.

Although the sky was dark, Ou Siye could clearly see the cuts on the young man's clothes and the bloodstains on his cheeks which were some eyesores.

Raising his hand and sliding across his face, Osye's voice lowered a bit, "Walking around?"

Seeing the blood on his hands, Mu Ze raised his sleeves to wipe his face.

Blocking his hand, Ou Siye stopped his movement, "What's going on?"

"It's okay." Mu Ze shook his head, thinking he was about to go out, so he stepped aside, "I'll go back first."

Ou Siye stretched out his hand to hold him, looked at his indifferent expression, frowned, "Answer my question."

Glancing at him, seeing that he seemed a little displeased, although Mu Ze was a little confused, he still gave a general account of what happened in the afternoon.

In fact, it was nothing, but he taught a few people at the 'mix' stall, and then after the sun went down, the person he taught brought a dozen more people.

Speaking of which, if Mu Ze hadn't kept reminding himself that this is not the end of the world, I'm afraid those people would have been headshot by him like zombies.However, it was precisely because of his concerns that the clothes on his body were cut open.

After listening to his words, Ou Siye stared at him for a while, and then said: "Why don't you come back to me?" The first time I met those people suddenly was understandable, but when I knew that group of people would come again, why didn't I Come back and tell him, but stay there by yourself?

Hearing the disapproval in his words, Mu Ze said inexplicably: "Why did you come back to find you?"

Asking myself in my heart, Ou Siye seemed to be stopped by the question.Why did he come to him when he encountered something?Because he saved himself?Or is it because he is now by his side?

Inexplicably, a trace of unhappiness appeared in Osye's heart.

Seeing that the owner didn't come in and was still holding the young man's hand, Qin Yan felt that he seemed to have discovered some unspeakable facts.Could it be that the owner...

"What are you doing standing here?" Mo Jin led someone out, and saw the person who should have gone out a long time ago blocked in the middle of the gate.

Hearing the voice, Qin Yan pulled the person behind him forward, "Look at the owner, I think I've discovered—"

"What did you find?" Qin Yan hadn't finished speaking, but Ou Siye had already pulled Mu Ze over and gave him a sideways glance after hearing what he said.

After coughing dryly, Qin Yan said: "I...found that we don't need to go out to look for it anymore, Mu Ze has already returned."

Ou Siye ignored him, and only said to Mo Jin, "Go and deal with it." Then he led the people beside him to the yard.

Looking across the person being dragged by the owner, Mo Jin naturally understood what he was talking about, so she nodded in response.

Seeing those two people walking away, Mo Jin looked at the person beside him, a hint of amusement flashed in her warm eyes, "You just wanted to say what you found?"

After confirming that the owner had gone far away, Qin Yanbai lowered his voice slightly, "I found out that the owner is so devoted to that Mu Ze, it must be because the owner is too lonely, so he wants to find a younger brother to raise..."

With a chuckle, Mo Jin looked at him and said: "According to what you said, the owner of the villa might as well marry a wife and have a son to raise."

The person who said it didn't mean it, but the person who listened was interested, "You're right, the owner of the villa is now in his twenties, and it's time to get married and have children. By the way, which girl in the Jianghu do you think is good?"

Glancing at the enthusiastic person, he didn't think the owner would like Mo Jin, who was meddling in his 'private' affairs, but he smiled and went out with them.

In the end of the world, the paper of a child who wears ancient times can't afford to be hurt. Chapter 10

After going back to the room and changing a piece of clothes, Mu Ze went to the hall after removing the bloodstains on his face with supernatural powers.

On the table in the center of the hall, there are only simple three dishes and one soup, and the portion is almost for two people.

When Mu Ze walked in, Ou Siye was the only one sitting at the table, thinking that Mo Jin and Mo Jin might have already eaten, so he went and sat next to him without asking any further questions.

"Let's eat." Ou Siye said after glancing at him.

Nodding to him, Mu Ze picked up the bowl and filled the bowl of soup first, after thinking about it, he brought the soup to the person beside him, "Did you go out to find me just now?"

Glancing at the soup he pushed in front of him, Ou Siye said "En".

Feeling that the coldness on his body had subsided a little, Mu Ze went to serve himself another bowl of soup, and after taking a sip, he felt warm in his heart.

After taking another two sips, Mu Ze put down the bowl, thinking that this person went out to look for him without any food, so he said: "Next time I won't come back so late."

Hearing what he said, the expression on Ou Siye's face remained unchanged, but the sharpness between his brows faded a bit.

Picking up the soup served by the person beside him and slowly drinking it, he said: "Next time, if you have something to tell me."

Glancing at him, Mu Ze inexplicably felt that the person who was a little unhappy before seemed to be in a better mood now, so in order not to spoil his mood, he agreed.

Afterwards, the two of them stopped talking and began to eat quietly.

Half an hour later, the two of them went back to the yard together after finishing their meals, and went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day, after Mu Ze woke up, he heard a slight sound coming from outside the courtyard. After washing and tidying up, he pushed open the 'door'.

On the open space on the right side of the courtyard, a man was holding a long sword in his hand, and the almost invisible sword energy shrouded him like a layer of white light.

Mu Ze has naturally read martial arts novels, and immediately became interested when he saw a real person dancing a sword, so he walked up to watch.

After finishing a set of sword skills, Ou Siye put the sword back into its sheath, and then reminded the people standing beside him: "Next time, don't get so close."

"What kind of sword did you practice just now, so fast." Mu Ze walked up.

Seeing his eyes shining slightly when looking at him, Ou Siye walked outside and said, "Shadowless Sword Art."

After saying "En", remembering that he usually didn't see anyone early, Mu Ze asked again: "Are you okay today?"

"Mo Jin and the others will deal with the rest."

Sure enough, Ou Siye was free today and went back to the yard after having breakfast.

Today's weather is fine, the sun is not very strong, Mu Ze took a book out of the space and nestled in the pavilion in the yard to read it.

Through the wide open wooden window of the study room, Ousye saw at a glance the boy lying lazily lying on the table in the sun bathed in the sun.

The sunlight that came in from outside the pavilion just hit his back, making him feel warm all over, half-closed his eyes and flipped through the book in his hand, Mu Ze put one arm on the stone table, and put his chin Pillow on it.

To be able to live under the sun is really... bliss!

Just as he was sighing in his heart, he heard the sound of footsteps from far to near. He raised his eyes to glance at the person who came, and Mu Ze continued to flip through his book.

Ou Siye sat next to him and looked at the boy with a comfortable expression on his face. The depression in his heart due to the sudden change in the past few days also dissipated a lot.

He picked up the teapot on the table and poured two cups of tea, and after delivering a cup to the person beside him, Ousye opened a book he took out by chance to read.

"The one who is so leisurely is really the owner?" Qin Yan asked in a low voice after seeing the scene in the garden clearly.

"The owner of the villa was also like this in the villa before."

Hearing Mo Jin's words, Qin Yan thought about it for a while, as the owner of Leisurely Love Villa, it seems that he is indeed 'quite' leisurely on weekdays.If it wasn't for the sudden accident in the villa, then the owner of the villa should still be reading books, playing chess, practicing swords in the villa at this time, living a life worthy of his name, right?

However, "The owner of the villa didn't relax so much when he was in the villa, did he?" Qin Yan said.

Looking at the pavilion, a young man with short hair was lying on the stone table, the book in his hand was tilted to one side, his eyes were half-closed as if he was about to fall asleep, and the person next to him was flipping the book in his hand from time to time, although he was sitting upright, his face was full. But the expression on his face was faintly comfortable.

"Since the owner said 'hand over' to you, there is no need to tell him again. Let's go!" A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then turned into reality, Mo Jin suddenly grabbed the person beside him Go forward and leave the courtyard 'gate'.

And in the pavilion in the courtyard, the man in white took the book that was about to fall from the hands of the people beside him, and looked at the boy lying on the table who was slightly flushed by the ray of sunshine just now, because Uncomfortable, she moved her 'lips' lightly, dimples appeared on her fair cheeks from time to time, it looked...

After poking the corner of the young man's mouth twice with his finger, Ou Siye finally realized what he had done. Seeing the young man frowning, he withdrew his hand back, and then a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.

Flipping through the book the boy had just read, he found that the words in it were basically incomprehensible, so he put the book aside, then stood up and turned to sit on the right side of the boy.

Without the disturbing sunlight swaying on his face, the boy fell asleep more and more deeply.

***

In the next few days, Ou Siye basically stayed in the yard. Apart from practicing sword and reading books, he also started teaching Mu Ze how to play chess these days.

In the side hall with a simple and comfortable layout, the two sat facing each other.The man in white is holding a teacup slowly