Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

The sun rises and the moon moves. Due to the snow last night, there is a thick layer of snow outside today.

"Go out and sweep away the snow." Lin Mu'an raised his leg and kicked Shen Que's shoulder, and he collapsed in exhaustion.

"Okay." Shen Que stared at Lin Mu'an deeply, rolled his throat, and lowered Lin Mu'an's legs.

Lin Muan rolled his eyes at Shen Que and pulled the quilt to cover his legs.

"Go quickly."

Shen Que got up, put on his clothes and went to sweep the snow.

Lin Muan had to get up even if he didn't want to. No one in the family knew how to cook.

Among other things, Shen Que must be taught how to cook.

Shen Que, who was sweeping the snow, sneezed inexplicably.

So regardless of whether Shen Que blows up the kitchen, Shen Que must learn to cook this winter.

When Shen Que learned that Lin Muan was going to teach him how to cook, he was so confident that he smashed the pot.

Lin Muan didn't know how he broke the pot while shoveling vegetables, and was very puzzled.

Anyway, if the pot is broken, it can be repaired. It is not a big deal, so Shen Que continues to learn.

After studying this winter, Shen Que indeed learned how to cook, and he could draw inferences about other cases by himself. He would cook other dishes as long as Lin Muan told them the proportions.

Lin Muan can be a hands-off shopkeeper and wander around the mountains every day.

Shen indeed didn't know what Lin Muan was going to do, but some things were slowly changing.

The relationship between the two became closer, which made Taotao almost change her name to Shen Que's father.

But Lin Muan wouldn't give in, and he wouldn't give in.

Shen really wanted to hear it, and would often bring delicious food to coax Taotao to shout. Although he shouted secretly, Lin Muan knew that such a thing happened.

Anyway, just turn a blind eye and don't come in front of him.

But more than ten years have passed, and the two spirits in the family are still the same. However, as a human being, he has become older and older.

"Shen Que." Lin Muan stared at Shen Que and called him.

Shen Que was chopping firewood. When he was shouted out, he immediately put down what he was doing and came to Lin Mu'an.

"What's wrong?" Shen Que knelt down and looked at Lin Mu'an.

"Can you show me how old you are?" Lin Muan reached out and pinched Shen Que's face.

He was really curious about how Nan Qimin's face looked as he aged, and according to the gods, Nan Qimin was the oldest god, and gods never grew old, so he had no chance to see it.

"Growing old? Let me try." Shen Que touched his face.

Shen Que's face became older, but his eyes were still so affectionate.

"So ugly."

"As long as you're ugly, just be ugly. Just be beautiful."

"I am a mortal, I will definitely grow old, and getting older doesn't look good."

"I think you're good-looking."

Shen Que's expression remained unchanged, always staring at him with his seemingly cold but affectionate eyes.

Lin Mu'an's heart trembled and he pushed Shen Que's face away with a slap.

"You're so ugly, go chop wood."

Shen Que was a little confused. He didn't ask any questions and went to chop firewood without any complaints.

Lin Muan put his hand to his heart and sighed, his expression returned to normal.

Taotao can now go down the mountain to play by herself and will come back on time, but it is a bit late today.

Lin Muan was a little worried and got up to look for Taotao.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Shen Que put down what he was doing and followed him out. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he couldn't walk anymore and could only watch Lin Muan go to the village.

Today's village is different from the past. The farmers who should be working in the fields are not here, nor are the children playing by the stream. It is too quiet.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Taotao's voice came from behind.

Lin Mu'an turned around and saw that there was no one behind him. The road he came from was shrouded in black mist. The scene ahead was that of Taoyuan Village, but the people who appeared were like walking corpses. The road under his feet continued to stretch forward, and he could not see the end at a glance.

Lin Muan took out the talisman from his arms and threw it into the air. The talisman burned in an instant and turned into ashes in an instant.

This talisman is used to find someone. If the talisman burns, it means that the person you are looking for is not nearby.

Lin Muan was a little passive about the current situation, sighed and walked forward.

These villagers did not harm Lin Muan, but the scene was changing and becoming more desolate.

The scene of a big wedding appeared in front of me, but these scenes were extremely weird.

It's like a ghost wedding.

The groom in this ceremony was dressed in black and white wedding clothes, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was supported by red silk.

The groom came to Lin Mu'an and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were dark, like a bottomless pit, and looked terrifying.

Lin Muan was not frightened, but the groom laughed strangely.

The corners of his mouth moved upwards without any intention of stopping. The corners of his mouth cracked to his temples and suddenly opened.

His mouth, covered in saliva and sticky, appeared before Lin Muan's eyes.

Lin Muan's expression remained unchanged, staring directly at the groom.

But Lin Muan was not frightened, and it seemed to be just what the groom wanted.

A lot of red silk suddenly appeared behind Lin Mu'an. The red silk slowly approached Lin Mu'an, baring his teeth and claws.

But before the red silk touched Lin Mu'an, the groom's man in front of him was torn in half, and the black mist gradually dissipated.

"Little boy."

The familiar voice was filled with endless longing, but Lin Muan couldn't help but shudder.

Nan Qimin smiled brightly and hugged Lin Muan's waist.

"Did you miss me?" Nan Qimin pinched Lin Muan's chin and rubbed it gently.

"Let go." Lin Mu'an reacted and pushed Nan Qimin hard.

"Hmm... It seems that Xiaoguai prefers me without memory." Nan Qimin ignored Lin Mu'an's pushing and kept holding Lin Mu'an's waist.

Nan Qimin probably sorted out his memory, and judging from his memory, Lin Muan liked him.

Lin Muan pursed his lips and said nothing.

The surrounding scene changed to Taoyuan Village, but the scene in the village was in decline and not as full of life as it was at first sight.

The vegetation has withered, the houses have collapsed, and the rooms are covered with red silk. Judging from the dark color of the red silk, it has been hanging for a long time.

"Where is Taotao?" Lin Mu'an couldn't break away, so she simply let him hold her and asked.

"You care about her very much." Nan Qimin did not answer, but stared at Lin Mu'an.

Lin Muan rolled his eyes at Nan Qimin and stepped on him.

Nan Qimin raised his eyebrows, disapprovingly.

Lin Muan frowned and resisted the urge to slap Nan Qimin.

"She's fine, but the little boy should go back." Nan Qimin lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Mu'an, gently stroking his face.

Lin Muan pursed his lips and struggled.

He didn't want to go back, not at all.

Nan Qimin stared at Lin Muan with dark eyes, glanced at the defeated village, and took Lin Muan back to the house in the forest.

"Wait... wait a minute! Let go! Let me go!" Lin Mu'an beat Nan Qimin in a panic, feeling very panicked.

"Xiao Guai is obviously very enthusiastic towards me who has no memory, why are you so indifferent to me?" Nan Qimin threw Lin Muan on the bed and pinned him down.

Lin Mu'an was knocked dizzy. Facing Nan Qimin who was pressing up, he reached out and pushed him hard.

"Get lost." Lin Muan gritted his teeth and glared at Nan Qimin fiercely.