[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy Game

what about me!

Fang Muyu was immediately shocked by his thoughts at that moment, how could he have such thoughts!

How can this be!He didn't regard him as a master!

The slightly opened mouth was closed immediately, Fang Muyu answered absently, got up and walked outside unnaturally.

The wounds on his body had almost healed, Jiang Wuyuan took a new set of clothes from the package and changed into them, seeing Fang Muyu waiting for him under a dead tree not far away, the former's lips pursed into a straight line suddenly curled up, and a smile flashed across his face. flashed by.

Because of Jiang Wuyuan's words, neither of them spoke again, and the silence along the way made Fang Muyu feel very uncomfortable.But the words to relieve the atmosphere never came out of his mouth, he turned around and swallowed again.

Jiang Wuyuan took him to walk around the village again, and the grandfather who was still weaving straw sandals was already taking a nap, as if the fight just now was outside the sky and did not affect the old man.

Follow Jiang Wuyuan back to the entrance of the village and get on the horse.Fang Muyu only followed Jiang Wuyuan on horseback, feeling a little upset at this moment, and didn't want to talk, and Jiang Wuyu's expression was heavy, and he didn't intend to speak.

The two sides remained silent, each thinking about their own affairs, the atmosphere of confusion was broken until a candied haws stretched out in front of Fang Muyu.

"Apprentice, what are you thinking, let reason be your teacher." Jiang Wuchen leaned next to his face with a huge smile, as if the gloom just now was just an illusion.

Fang Muyu was taken aback, and immediately broke away from his thoughts, and glanced at him and the candied haws.

"Don't eat it, take it away."

"Don't eat..." The voice lowered, the handsome face moved closer, Jiang Wuyuan blinked, and almost the whole body was outside the horse, maintaining a difficult and dangerous movement, only relying on the hand to hold the rein to keep it from falling go down.

Fang Muyu pursed his lips. He really didn't know whether the current situation was because he deliberately pretended to tease him like this or something else.

After a stalemate for a long time, he finally grabbed it and coughed awkwardly: "Don't get so close."

Jiang Wuyuan immediately returned to his seat obediently, and with a happy face, he reined in his horse and stopped.

"Just stay here."

The inn I saw was not far from the left hand side. The plaque on the inn was written "Tiandi Inn" in a fluttering pattern. This place is relatively remote. The two of them walked from the northern suburbs to the southern suburbs. Now they walked into the city and planned to stay at the nearest place. , Fortunately, the store looks small but everything is available, clean.

He handed the horse over to Xiaoer who came, and the two followed him into the inn.While walking, Jiang Wuyuan already asked about the basic situation of the inn. The first impression he gave Xiao Er was that he was easy-going and cheerful. Xiao Er's smile was much more real. When he brought him to the counter, he waved to Jiang Wuyuan, and the latter listened to him. , I only heard Xiaoer say: "Guest officer, come to our shop, beware of thieves or something, there are many people in this shop who are from the mountains... that, you understand?"

Jiang Wuyuan raised his eyebrows to express his understanding, touched a piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the little second-hand: "Brother Xie told me, then I will trouble you to arrange two rooms, serve a few side dishes, and feed the horses. That's right. , what good wine do you have here?"

"Guest officer, you have found the right place!" Xiaoer put away the money with a smile on his face, and was even more attentive: "Our pear blossom stuffing here is top-notch!"

pear blossom.

The two froze almost at the same time.

"Guest officer... Do you want it?" Seeing that his expression was suddenly wrong, Xiao Er panicked, and asked tremblingly, for fear that this seemingly rich master would get angry everywhere if he was unhappy.

"Ah, I want it! Of course I want it! Come to the two altars!" Jiang Wuyuan was the first to recover, and turned to ask Fang Muyu's opinion after speaking.

Fang Muyu held the candied haws expressionlessly, took a bite, chewed and swallowed: "Anything is fine."

"That's it!"

"So, guest officer, would you like to eat upstairs or in the lobby?"

Jiang Wuyuan asked again, Fang Muyu ate candied haws with a "casual" expression.Searching for the answer was fruitless, so Jiang Wuyuan could only say: "Let's be in the lobby, hurry up, I'm hungry."

"Okay! Wait a moment, guest officer!" Xiao Er shouted and went to prepare the meal.

Jiang Wuyuan and Fang Muyu sat down facing each other, the former looked around, while the latter ate candied haws in silence with his head down.

A table away, four people gathered around to drink and eat melon seeds, the voice was so loud that it was hard to hear.

"I heard that the trash also accepted disciples this time?"

"Hey, I'm still a junior uncle, you speak with a little bit of sense."

"Hey, during the fusion period eight years ago, I was of course respectful and respectful. Now that I am a big fart in the early Yuanying stage, I feel ashamed when I say it. I really don't know how confident that waste is that he can accept Qing Lingjun's relatives back then. younger brother."

"Thinking about it... it seems to be oh, although the Nascent Soul Stage is a bit difficult, but there are many of us here, why do you think he lost his cultivation?"

"Hmph, isn't it because of a wavering heart? I heard that trash had some nasty thoughts about Lord Qingling, but he didn't make a move when the Demon Sect attacked the sect. If his heart wavered, his cultivation would drop."

"Damn it, it's not as good as a pig or a dog!"

"........."

"........."

Even Fang Muyu couldn't bear to listen to the next words. He secretly observed Jiang Wuren's face, only to find that he just poured wine and drank like a normal person, and squinted his eyes happily after taking a sip.

"You..." Fang Muyu uttered a word hesitantly.

"Huh?" Jiang Wuyuan saw his tangled expression as soon as he raised his eyes, and said amusedly, "What's the matter?"

"……fine."

He should feel that it is right to scold these people. The real culprit who killed his sister does not deserve any sympathy!

He went back to the room after eating, he didn't want to stay for another minute, he seemed to be running away, Jiang Wuchen slowly drank the two jars of wine before swaying upstairs.

In the room, Fang Muyu sat on the bed with his eyes closed and hadn't moved for a long time. He didn't completely hate Jiang Wuren, but he could feel a little ripple in his heart. Just resentment.

He has never dared to face this thought in his heart, so he has been...

"Apprentice!"

The door was slammed open, and Fang Muyu was taken aback by the interruption of his thoughts, only to see Jiang Wuyu holding on to the door frame, stumbling in with his left foot and right foot, staggering, and throwing himself on the table.

Fang Muyu's expression was blank for a moment, but when he realized it, his face was very bright, and he stepped forward to push him a few times, and the latter lay motionless on the table, moaning, obviously drunk.

"This is not your room."

"Hey, wake up!"

With a tut, Fang Muyu pursed his lips as if giving up, then threw a piece of clothing on him, and took his few things to the next door.

The moment Jiang Wuyuan closed the door, his eyes were clear, and he smiled self-deprecatingly with his forehead in his arms, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.