Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 216 The Cold God (14)

The clouds in the sky were bordered with gold, the misty water vapor cleared away, and the sun seemed to be breaking through the clouds in the next moment, Feng Yuan looked up at the sky again, without saying much, dragged her to a dense forest Here, let her stay under a tree with lush foliage, and told her: "Stay here and don't run around."

After explaining, Mu Zhili watched him walk out of the woods in an illusion.

After a while, the man still hasn't come back, the commander said, 【He won't just leave you behind, will he? 】

Mu Zhili squatted on the ground, drew circles with his fingers, and said trustingly, "No."

It was time for another cup of tea, and before he came back, the commander said again, 【He must have thrown it at you and slipped away. 】

The sun came out of the clouds, rising higher and higher, and the dazzling beams of light came in through the leaves, and Mu Zhili hid behind the tree and squatted down, "Just tell me again, I will never buy anything in the store It’s okay, it’s dead anyway, it’s no big deal if you can’t complete the task, I’ve earned money after living so many lifetimes.”

After going through several worlds together, Mu Zhili also knew that he was a fool. She can guarantee that he will believe what she said.

Sure enough, he immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Mu Zhili hugged her knees and shrunk herself into a ball, putting herself in a state where the sun could not reach her. Suddenly, an extra oil-paper umbrella appeared on top of her head. Mu Zhili saw the extra boots in her line of sight, but she hadn't raised her head yet to open her mouth. He said, "You are finally back."

As she spoke, she relaxed and looked up at the person who was coming. The person standing in front of her was not Feng Yuan, but a complete stranger. Mu Zhili looked at him. Jing Jing looks quite good-looking, wearing a light gray monk's robe.

The little monk who found it after searching for a long time smiled gently at her, with a dimple on one side of his cheek, he didn't even know why he came here, he only knew that the moment he caught sight of her , as if the meaning of coming to this world is finally understood, he must find her, this thought is turbulent and inexplicable.

But Mu Zhili took a step back. She didn't forget that she was a ghost. As the emperor of a city, even if the other party made a move, she couldn't hurt others. She was thinking whether to run away quickly at this time, or to run away quickly. ?
Just as she was about to get up, she saw the little monk move. He stood in front of her, staring at her with scorching eyes and said, "Amitabha."

She knew that some monks like to save people, so Mu Zhili looked up at him, "Can you pretend you didn't see me?"

The little monk recited Amitabha again, then wiped the sweat that had just come out of her forehead with her sleeve, and passed the oiled paper umbrella over her head, "Girl, don't be afraid, I don't mean anything malicious, I just watched the sun come out , I want to cover you..."

Mu Zhili looked up at the oil-paper umbrella, heard that he would not hurt himself with such serious words, hugged his knees and smiled, "You little monk is so naive, I am a ghost, if you block the sun for me, you won't be afraid of my revenge hurt you?"

Hearing this, the little monk still held the umbrella on top of her head, and shook his head without the slightest expression of fear, "I can see that you are a ghost."

He trusted his instincts.

Mu Zhili chuckled, she is really a simple person, she stood up, blinked at him, intending to tease him, "You are right, I really have to be a ghost..."

She dropped her tongue, her eyeballs almost fell out, and she couldn't speak clearly: "However, I'm going to eat you."

After she finished talking about her fate, she was going to rush at him, but the monk just closed his eyes tightly in fright, and still held the umbrella for her. He is really a good person. Mu Zhili changed his face back to normal, and patted the back of his hand, no Teased him, saw him open his eyes and leaned against the tree trunk and asked him: "Little monk, have you opened your yin and yang eyes?"

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He heard that the murderer would not end well. Fortunately, she did not kill. He moved the umbrella to block the sun's rays, "Well, this is born, poor monk From a young age, I can see things that others can't see..."

Before Feng Yuan came back, she chatted with the little monk. Mu Zhili realized that it was because he could see things that others couldn't, so his family thought he was unknown and wanted to drown him alive. It was a wandering monk who passed by the door of the house, just rescued him, and placed him in the current temple.

Seeing his depression, Mu Zhili joked, "Then you have seen many ghosts since you were a child?"

The little monk nodded.

"Am I the prettiest ghost you've ever seen?"

The little monk laughed when he heard her words, "Well, you are the most beautiful little monk I have ever seen..."

Before he finished speaking, he put his palms together and bowed to the temple on the top of the mountain, "Amitabha."

This time, Mu Zhili smiled happily, imitating his clasping his hands together and saying: "Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color..."

……

When Feng Yuan returned to this place, she saw a young monk standing next to Mu Zhili. The two were talking and laughing. The monk held an umbrella to cover her head without shaking his hands.

His heart skipped a beat, his fingers holding the handle of the umbrella tightened unconsciously, his whole body was exuding a cold aura, Feng Yuan walked towards the two of them, blocking the little monk's umbrella without saying a word On the one hand, handed the oiled paper umbrella to Mu Zhili, and after she reached out to take it, she turned around and left.

Before the little monk could react, Mu Zhili hurriedly walked a few steps away from everyone and called them down, and jumped up to him holding an umbrella, "Where are you going?"

If there are passers-by, you will definitely just see an oil-paper umbrella floating up and down in mid-air.

The little monk stood behind the two, put away the umbrella, and stared at the two in front of him. The two in front stood opposite each other, but he could only hide and watch them from a distance. Why did he seem to be in such a scene? I feel like I have experienced it somewhere, like a dream, but also like real.

He stared blankly at the figures of the two, where are they?
This girl is a ghost, but this man is a living person, so what is the relationship between them?
Feng Yuan stopped and gave her a cold look. Since someone is holding an umbrella for her, she can just wait here until it gets dark and leave. Ask him where he is going and what he is doing. If he had known that someone would give her an umbrella, he would not It's time to make this trip, thanks to his hard work and running for two streets to find a place that sells umbrellas.

He didn't answer, but Mu Zhili asked again with a nonchalant smile.

When someone is there, he will naturally not say go back to the sky, or go to his body, he just said: "Go to where I should go."

Seeing her smile, Feng Yuan turned her eyes away in disdain, what's the point of laughing, what's so funny, she's already ugly, and she'll be even uglier if she smiles again.He glanced back at the little monk standing still, then glared at Mu Zhili, and continued walking forward.

(End of this chapter)