How to Survive As a Villain

After the two found the forbidden area, Xiao Yu'an stood there for a long time speechless.

It was located on the hillside of the Temple of Sacrifice, and it was repaired into a small house with a yard surrounded by fences, planted with mulberry, and a small pond. The lotus leaves in the pond turned into residual leaves due to the cold winter. Dead branches, but if it is summer, it must be a beautiful scene of endless blue and red, and there are small finger-long fish shaking their heads and tails under the residual leaves.

And that small house is exactly the same as the house that Xiao Yuan lived in Taoyuan Village back then.

Tian Xiang whispered: "Because he was afraid of disturbing the tranquility here, the emperor just arranged guards patrolling nearby, but there is no guard here."

Xiao Yu'an hummed, feeling his voice was a little choked, he quickly lowered his head to calm down, and then stepped forward to open the door of the hut, Tian Xiang hurriedly held him back: "Your Majesty Xiao! No one can enter here except the emperor. Yes!! Let's not go in, just take a look outside, if the emperor finds out, we will die!"

Xiao Yu'an patted Tianxiang's hand to comfort her: "It's okay, Tianxiang, you trust me, if you don't want to go in, just wait for me outside, I'll go in and have a look before I come out."

Tian Xiang didn't stop Xiao Yu'an for a moment, and watched Xiao Yu'an push the door and enter the small room, so he could only twist his sleeves outside and worry about it.

The furnishings in the house are exactly the same as the wing room that Xiao Yuan lived in Taoyuan Village. The only difference is that there is a grave in the center of the house. In front of the grave are sacrifices, copper money paper and a small tripod. On the small tripod are three sticks of incense. Ethereal, suddenly like a dream, the surroundings are clean and quiet, Xiao Yu'an approached, and saw a jade flute hanging on the tombstone, it was the one he gave to Yan Heqing, and Yan Heqing and himself were engraved on the tombstone. name!

It was as if someone had thumped Xiao Yu'an's chest heavily, making his heart feel stuffy and aching. Xiao Yu'an's eyes were red, and he squatted down in front of the tombstone, tracing Yan Heqing's name on the tombstone with his fingers over and over again, whispering: "Sorry, I kept you waiting again..."

It took Xiao Yu'an a long time to stabilize his emotions. He stood up and couldn't help muttering: How does this count?Can't the person who buried him be regarded as himself? !

After muttering for a while, Xiao Yu'an looked at the jade flute hanging on the tombstone. The red tassels of the jade flute had already turned dark red, revealing old feelings. , looking nostalgic.

The jade flute is the only relic in this house. I thought that the only thing I left to Yan Heqing was this jade flute. The scene of Yan Heqing teaching himself to play the flute flashed in his mind. Xiao Yu'an was slightly moved, and put the jade flute to his lips .

Suddenly there was an unstoppable growl from behind: "Put it down!!!"

Xiao Yu'an was so frightened that he trembled all over, and when he lost his grip, the jade flute slipped from his hand and hit the ground heavily!

There was a clear and crisp sound, the jade shattered, the jade flute broke in two, and rolled miserably on the ground several times.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

Yan Heqing's eyes first overflowed with disbelief, he stared blankly at the jade flute that was broken into two pieces on the ground, staggered two steps forward to pick it up, and kept putting the broken flute together like crazy, but no matter how he Fighting, the moment he let go of his hand, the jade flute could only break pitifully again.

Yan Heqing's hands were trembling faintly.

He once went to Qiongbi and fell to Huangquan, but he couldn't find any news about that person. He didn't know what brought that person to him, and he didn't know what brought him away. Yan Heqing blamed himself every day, why didn't he Protect Xiao Yu'an?Yan Heqing asked herself every night, why did Xiao Yu'an make up his mind to commit suicide?

He tormented day and night and could not get an answer.

Even now, what that man Sui Yi left behind has been easily destroyed, Yan Heqing couldn't even protect a jade flute well.They are not well protected!丨!

Xiao Yu'an froze, but his reaction was extremely quick. He stepped forward, squatted in front of Yan Heqing who was trying to spell the jade flute, grabbed Yan Heqing's wrist, and spoke quickly and clearly: "Yan Heqing, look at me, I yes......"

Unexpectedly, before finishing a sentence, Yan Heqing suddenly raised his blood-red eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Yu'an's throat, and slammed him heavily against the wall.