The villain is my brother

The small raft is parked by the river, it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, but unexpectedly it has been preserved for a long time.

"There's a formation up there." Shen Mo bent down on the raft to examine it carefully, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What formation?" Qin Moyu looked left and right, but he couldn't see any formation on the raft.

"Here." Shen Mo pulled Qin Moyu to squat down together, and put Qin Moyu's hand on a certain place on the raft.

Qin Moyu touched it only to find that there was indeed a small formation engraved on it. Feeling a trace of aura flowing in the formation, his eyes widened in surprise: "This formation...can't be used?"

We all know that driving the formation requires spiritual power, and it is almost impossible to keep the formation running, because if there is no one to take care of it, the formation will stop sooner or later because the stored spiritual energy is used up.

And the formation on the raft that had been abandoned for a long time was still running. Although it was running very slowly, it did not stop.

It is no exaggeration to say that Xiang Mei is the only one who has been able to do this with a small formation since ancient times.

Just now Shen Mo sensed that the formation was still in operation, and once again marveled at Xiang Mei's talent in formation.

"I have an intuition." Qin Moyu looked at the simple raft, he looked at the foggy river, and muttered to himself, "This raft may be the key to finding the inheritance."

Otherwise, why did Xiang Mei leave a raft in this dense fog, and also engraved a formation on it.

Shen Mo nodded in agreement after hearing this: "I also think, Mo Yu, when you stand behind me later, I'll see if I can activate this formation."

"Okay." Qin Moyu stood up when he heard the words, and walked directly behind Shen Mo without being pretentious.

Shen Mo had two purposes. On the one hand, he paid attention to the changes in the raft after being infused with spiritual energy, and on the other hand, he paid attention to whether there was any danger around Qin Moyu.

Fortunately, the formation master didn't seem to have any intention of embarrassing the visitor.

When Shen Mo injected spiritual energy, the originally dusty raft was automatically cleaned, and a soft orange light appeared under the raft, like a lamp in the dark night, silently dispelling the surrounding white mist, making the originally invisible Bai Wu became able to see things half a meter around him clearly.

There were tiny ripples under the raft, as if inviting them to come up.

Qin Moyu and Shen Mo looked at each other, and got on the raft tacitly.

When they went up, the raft actually started to drive slowly towards the river by itself.

The raft exudes a warm orange light, which softens the originally gloomy scenery.

It was Qin Moyu's first time to ride a raft, and it was an automatic raft. Looking at the hazy white mist around him, he felt as if he was in the clouds, and he could touch the soft clouds with a little stretch of his hand.

This realization made Qin Moyu couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, and the warm light made his glass-like eyes more gentle.

He hummed an unknown song, stretched his hand into the river, and the cold river water flowing through his palm made him tremble.

"Hiss, it's really cold." Qin Moyu smacked his tongue secretly. Even though he said that, he still didn't take back his hand, and instead had a great time playing.

Well, isn't the benefit of cultivation brought out now?Playing in water like this is not afraid of catching a cold at all.

Looking at the raft on the river, Shen Mo couldn't help laughing at Qin Moyu who was happily playing in the water. He smiled and said, "Moyu, do you want to listen to the flute?"

"Can you still play the flute?" Qin Moyu asked in surprise.

"Of course, a gentleman can master all six arts." Shen Mo is like a male peacock who only seeks a mate, showing off his gorgeous wings to his heart's content, "I only bring a flute for now, and you can listen to whatever you want when you have a chance in the future."

"Just don't dislike me for not being able to understand." Qin Moyu smiled lightly.

"It's my problem if you don't understand." Shen Mo smiled and took out his flute.

Staying alone in the cave, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting that he thought were useless in the past have become a way to relieve loneliness for a long time. Not only his cultivation base, but also the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have improved a lot over the years. Standard, but it is not ashamed to take it out.

Shen Mo put the flute to his lips, and a tune sounded.

The sound of the flute rose melodiously and turned continuously. Qin Moyu couldn't tell what the tune was, but he could understand the undisguised passionate love in the sound of the flute.

Qin Moyu finally understood what Shen Mo's words meant, and her ears turned red again.

No matter in his previous life or in this life, Qin Moyu seems to be unable to escape his shy personality because of others' sincere liking.

The raft fluttered along with the sound of the flute, and as one walked further in, the surrounding scenery gradually became clearer. There were endless mountains, soaring into the clouds that the top could not be seen.

A beam of golden afterglow passed through the white mist, connecting the sky and the river, like a bow and arrow from the sky, breaking all the confusion.

It was only at this moment that Qin Moyu realized that it was dusk before he knew it.

The melodious sound of the flute affects the afterglow of the setting sun, the raft is parked on the river, and the orange-red river is like nectar flowing from the corner of the torn sky, dreamlike.

At this moment, the small raft is an insignificant speck of ink in this magnificent natural scenery. At this moment, people will realize how weak they are, just like a mayfly shaking a tree, and a summer insect talking about ice.

"Where is the township pass at sunset, the Yanbo River makes people worry [1]..." Qin Moyu was in it, and unconsciously read that line of poetry.

It is unimaginable how desperate Xiang Mei, who has been obsessed with going home, will feel when she sees this place and thinks of this poem, but at least at this moment, Qin Moyu feels the sadness of hurting others.

But this sadness didn't last long, because Qin Moyu saw Shen Mo who was concentrating on playing the flute.

Yu Hui softened his too sharp eyebrows and eyes, dark and deep eyes with deep eyes, high nose bridge, thin and lightly pursed lips, black long clothes set off his tall and straight figure, simple and elegant hemming embroidery, indescribably noble Grace.

As if noticing Qin Moyu's gaze, Shen Mo glanced at Qin Moyu, and all the indifference and dignity in this glance turned into murmuring tenderness, like the tide engulfing people and sinking them.

Qin Moyu was slightly distracted, this time he didn't see Shen Mo as Shen Yebai anymore, but he felt the same feeling when he was with Shen Yebai back then.

The crowd was turbulent, but he was able to accurately give all the tenderness to himself.

——He is still him, but it seems that he is not him.

Unclear, fate quietly tightened the loosened red thread again.

And the three boxes that had been silent all this time also vibrated slightly at this time, Shen Mo stopped playing the flute, took out all the boxes, and let them fly to the sky by the invisible suction.

The three boxes were automatically stacked together, turning into white light and flying into the sky while slowly rotating, a huge formation emerged above the heads of the two, and the hut that appeared on the river with the formation.

Xiang Mei actually set up formations in this Jiangdu, interlocking each other, creating a secret land of inheritance that cannot be opened without any one of them.

The hut that appeared out of thin air is probably a cover-up, the real place of inheritance must be bigger than that.

"I don't know if there is a formation inside to separate us. If we do, don't worry. Stand where you are, and I will find you soon." Shen Mo said to Qin Moyu in a rare and serious way before entering.

Qin Moyu nodded obediently, and then stretched out his hand to Shen Mo: "I remember you said that you can't separate if you enter the secret realm holding hands."

Shen Mo was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had told Qin Moyu about the "notes".

Even though he knew that if he wanted to tell Qin Moyu that he might be separated no matter whether he held hands or not, Qin Moyu stretched out his hands. Wouldn't it be unreasonable for him to refuse?

So he still held Qin Moyu's hand, planning to tell Qin Moyu the truth after the inheritance from Xiang Mei.

"Let's go!" Qin Moyu enthusiastically pulled Shen Mo and pushed open the door of the hut.

Sure enough, the hut was just a cover-up, as soon as the two entered, they were teleported to different places.

Qin Moyu was teleported to a long corridor with luminescent stones embedded in the walls, which was sealed around. The cramped environment naturally made people feel uneasy.

He looked back, and there were only sealed stones behind him, making it clear for people to move forward.

Qin Moyu didn't follow the instructions to move forward, but stood still and started counting.

Obviously, sometimes even the most exquisite formation is no match for the mighty strength.

As soon as Qin Moyu counted to fifty, Shen Mo broke through the stone behind him and walked out.

Forcibly breaking through the set formation made Shen Mo suffer from the attacks of the formation as a matter of course, but these attacks were nothing to him, but his clothes were a little messy, his face was neither red nor out of breath, and he hadn't been in the state of mind that day. The collision has a big impact.

"I'm here." Shen Mo stretched out his hand towards Qin Moyu.

The moment his hands were clasped, the last trace of uneasiness in Qin Moyu's heart disappeared, as if as long as Shen Mo was by his side, he would never be hurt.

They walked side by side along the long corridor, and soon came to the end.

At the end is a stone lion with a wooden sign beside it.

There is a sentence written on the wooden sign: What is the price of the shirt.

Shen Mo looked at the wooden sign and frowned.

shirt?price?What the hell kind of question is this?

Even though he read thousands of volumes, he couldn't figure out what this sentence meant.

A very familiar question.

Qin Moyu was silent for a second, and the magical melody began to sound in his head again, and finally he hesitated to say: "Nine pounds and fifteen pence?"

With a sound of swiping, the stone lion lit up, then sank slowly, revealing the room behind it.

Really!

Qin Moyu was embarrassed, never expecting to recall the past in this way in such a place.

But this seemingly out-of-the-ordinary and inexplicable question is indeed in line with the character of the fellow who wrote those upgrade-style novels.

Shen Mo looked at the Shimen that appeared, and felt even more upset.

It must be because he read too few books, otherwise why he couldn't understand what Mo Yu was saying at all, this was a failure.

Qin Moyu had no idea that the fact that he had answered the secret code that belonged to the traveler would ignite Shen Mo's enthusiasm for learning, because they had already walked into the room where the stone lion was exposed.

As soon as he walked in, Shen Mo's frown was almost knotted.

The square box-like thing held images, the long stool-like thing was wrapped in leather, and there was a strange-looking but shining thing on the table.

As far as he could see, there were not many things Shen Mo could recognize.

But Qin Moyu was more and more surprised the more he watched.

television!There are also sofas and lamps!

The room full of modern decoration evoked Qin Moyu's memories. He couldn't help but let go of Shen Mo's hand and walked towards the furniture. He just wanted to touch the sofa, but he was in vain.

In Qin Moyu's surprised expression, his hand directly passed through the sofa, like fishing for a moon in water, he could see it but couldn't touch it.

This is actually an illusion?

Shen Mo was also shocked, because even he thought the things in this room were real.

When the two were surprised, a voice sounded from the corner of the room.

"You...are you time-traveling too?"

There are still people here?