The heinous crime of time travel

Shao Qing's expulsion was ruthless and unreasonable. Not long after the words were spoken, Xiao Yao and the others, together with the carriage, were thrown onto the plank road.

There was no mourning or joy in the hills, half of the people were packing up their belongings, while the other half were looking for seats in the mass graves, and they didn't have time to dig up the graves again. They were basically buried with their relatives.

There are two people lying in a coffin. The one buried earlier has decayed and is not crowded.

Only Gu Huaiwu felt a little wronged, and returned to Shao Qing's ancestral grave, where he was buried with those skeletons.

Xiao Yao was driving the carriage, the way down the mountain was steeper than the way up, even Xiaohong's calves were trembling, and her four little hooves were walking slowly... She couldn't use it in the narrow space, as if she was about to trip over herself.

"Young Master Mu..." Xiao Yao's eyelids drooped, he tried his best to open them a little more, raised his brows, and evened out the upper layer of wrinkles. Even so, his eyes were still smaller than usual, squinted. a seam.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he let out a yawn in the middle.

Xiao Yao's spirit has always been very good, and he can stay up for several nights in a row when he is on guard. However, the exhaustion came suddenly, like a sprouting bean sprout. It looks weak, but in fact it resists the superficial bravado, and then it is out of control.

The whip in his hand gradually rested on his knees, Xiao Hong stepped over the gravel on the ground, but the wheels of the carriage could only be bumped, Xiao Yao heaved up and down violently, his teeth hit his tongue, and immediately tasted the smell of blood.

Mu Yunshen in the car waited for his next words for a long time, but the man groaned and fell asleep first, then woke up in a daze, not realizing what he just said.

"It hurts, it hurts..." Xiao Yao covered his mouth, and finally opened his eyes, with tears in his eyes.

Outside Taigu City is actually a mountain range, only two are slightly higher, and the others are more like mounds, stretching endlessly.Because Gu Huaiwu occupied the land here as the king, the small group of road bandits who were not successful before either took refuge or were driven out of the land boundary, so although the mountains and rivers here are poor, the road is still peaceful.

Stumbling down the mountain, there is still no human habitation, the official road has not been repaired here, there is only a small path, with some vigorous weeds growing on it, and the loess that is different from the surroundings can barely be seen - it should be caravans or pedestrians coming and going stepped out.

The wind in the wilderness was unreserved, and it burrowed into the neck in one go. Fortunately, Chu Ting had arranged some clothes for the long trip before, so that they would not freeze to death on the side of the road in a daze.

"...Father often has to go back to Beijing to report on his work, and occasionally brings me with him, so I have lived in the capital too. The odds and ends add up to about a year. The imperial gift house is big and spacious, but it's not very popular, and it's very cold. .”

Xiao Yao wrapped the robe tightly around his body, as if he had already felt the cool air in the courtyard of the deep house, he said again, "What about you? I haven't heard you talk about the incident on Mount Hujia."

The carriage moved forward at a steady pace, Xiao Yao had already taken a complete nap, he was not woken up by the jolt, and he did not bite the tip of his tongue, now he is a little more energetic.

He was talking to Mu Yunshen about what good people who are content with being ordinary are doing, and while talking, he got involved in his own head, and then asked a question in an extremely tactful manner.

"There are some villains on Hujia Mountain. There is nothing to say." With a single sentence, Mu Yunshen pushed back Xiao Yao's twists and turns.

"Evil people also have their own evil ways, like you, like Miss Ruan." Xiao Yao patted his horse's buttocks, and let Xiao Hong walk forward and run slowly—the road is slippery with accumulated water, and it's easy to run fast accident.And when he turned around, he also got into the carriage.

The empty carriage was a bit crowded because it accommodated two big men. Xiao Yao's wine gourd, which he never left his body, was now in Mu Yunshen's hand. There were some other sundries in the carriage. The movement still does not open the eyes.

"It's really tiring to talk to you, and I always have to be forced to the point of turning my face..." Xiao Yao sighed, "Master Mu, if you don't have an accident, I don't have an accident, so you can't talk properly?"

He picked up the wine gourd and went out without delay.

Xiao Yao always healed quickly when he was in a bad mood, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were probably emptied, leaving only a wandering body, empty and empty, I don't know how sad to say.

And Mu Yunshen in the car opened his eyes only now, his expression seemed a little complicated.Just now when Xiao Yao was fishing for wine gourds, he wanted to pass him, so half of his body was pressed up, the unique warmth of the young man penetrated through the fabric, like a small sun, even though his body was cold, his whole body was hot.

It's only been a day, and Duan Fu probably hasn't reacted yet, or maybe he can't figure out the situation, and there is nowhere to look for it. It's like when he just came out of Pingyun Town, he felt relieved, Xiao Yao There are many same words, but Mu Yunshen likes to talk and ignore them.

The sky darkened quickly in late autumn, and with the recent continuous rain, the sun can only be seen for a while in the morning, and then converges after noon.

There was a gloomy fog brewing everywhere, and Xiaohong turned around in circles.A little later, there were skinny wolves, tigers and leopards everywhere in the wilderness, and their two owners looked thin, and they couldn't fill their stomachs after eating. Xiaohong, who had been a food reserve all year round, was inevitably a little scared.

"There is a ruined temple in front, stay here for one night first, and light the fire," Xiao Yao said in the first half of the sentence for Mu Yun to listen deeply, and it still has some human nature, but the second half is not as good as a beast, "Little Hong, horse meat The firewood is very good, so it must be eaten last, so don’t worry too much.”

Xiaohong whimpered, seeming to understand what he said.

The feng shui of the Weiyuan Escort is probably not calculated well back then. The horses that are bred will become fine, and they can cheat corpses after death. The people make a living by walking darts.

Xiao Yao thought endlessly, and drove the carriage to the gate of the dilapidated temple.

Probably all the emperors in the world, once obsessed with pleasure, will live forever, so Taoist temples and temples are everywhere, but anyone who can be connected with outstanding people must be named a "god". God", a mound and a pool of water also have a "mountain god and water god".

I'm really not afraid of being crowded in the sky.

A temple like this in the wilderness was obviously built hastily to please the emperor.As the days got worse, all the monks in the temple ran away, so it was not only dilapidated, but also had a bad smell.

The Buddha statues receiving tribute in the temple are also strange, not in terms of appearance, but in attire. Those wearing scarves and crowns are not like monks or Taoists.

But now the body of the clay sculpture has been damaged, covered with dust, covered with cobwebs, and its face is even more blurred. No one cares about what they can get from worshiping this Buddha.

Xiao Yao tied Xiaohong to the doorpost, and there was nothing lacking in the wilderness, including thatch and twigs, which could feed Xiaohong and make a fire to keep warm.

When he buried himself in hard work, Mu Yunshen stood by and watched. He was both leisurely and elegant. He wiped the altar with his fingertips, and the dusty ones could only slightly wipe off the top layer.

Mu Yunshen raised his head. He felt that this Buddha statue looked familiar just now, but now that he traced the eyebrows and eyes, he could vaguely see the original appearance.

"It's me?" Mu Yunshen probably never thought that one day he would be honored as a Bodhisattva in a Buddhist hall.

"What are you?" Although Xiao Yao was lazy occasionally, he was obviously used to doing chores, and he did the work well and quickly. He not only cleared a clean ground, but also lit a brazier in the middle.

There are often copper basins for burning paper money in dilapidated temples, and he just borrowed them temporarily.

"This Buddha?" Xiao Yao said, and looked at Mu Yunshen again, "It's such a coincidence... I don't even think it looks like it."

"The old me... the real me..."

Mu Yunshen's profile was hidden in the darkness.Although the master's craftsmanship in this temple is exquisite, he is not a famous artist. He has carved out the appearance, but there is no essence. As a result, after a long time, the wind will rot. If you are not very familiar with it, you really can't see anything.

Xiao Yao twisted his neck and looked at it from various angles, "I didn't expect you to be so... so indescribable."

Mu Yun was too lazy to refute him.

Along the way, Xiao Yao also revealed more than once that his talents were ignorant. As long as he was alive three years ago, even if he was only three or four years old and just started to remember things, he should know that the master of Xiaoyao Palace is suave. Now.

"You...why would you be a Bodhisattva in a temple?" Xiao Yao said again, "There is no such coincidence in the world. I can see it here, which means that there are other places where offerings are also made, although it is a wilderness with few people in the wild... ...but this is a Bodhisattva!"

Could it be that his understanding was wrong since he was a child, that Bodhisattvas are not about saving all living beings, saving suffering and suffering, but wanting to drive people to death?

Unlike Xiao Yao, Mu Yun's deep wonder was kept in his stomach, and he refused to show it at all, making him more and more unpredictable.Because of this, Xiao Yao's rare curiosity was hooked tightly by him, and he knew that he wouldn't say anything even if he asked this person, so he could only pay attention to Mu Yunshen from time to time... his eyes seemed to be glued to his body.

Being stared at like this, Mu Yunshen remained calm and composed. He turned around and brushed the back of Xiao Yao's hand with his fingertips as if unintentionally. It's too big, and I sneaked a glance at it with a smirk.

Pleasure... Mu Yunshen thought so, took a futon, dusted it, and sat by the brazier.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the north wind was howling outside, blowing the already crumbling windows even louder.Several branches had been broken, and they were beating together uncontrollably, like a wind chime, but it was very unpleasant, not only noisy, but also easy to make one's heart tremble.

The two closed doors are not so strong, even the bolts are gone, and the branches that Xiao Yao picked out temporarily are inserted inside.

"Dong dong dong."

Someone knocked on the door. On such a noisy night, the sound of knocking on the door seemed to be specially transmitted to people's ears, not a single drop was leaked, clearly.

Xiao Yao's heart suddenly became alert, subconsciously stood in front of Mu Yunshen, and asked, "Who?"

"A passerby has nowhere to go."

It's a woman. Although she doesn't sound old, she is definitely not young. She is very neat, like a Jianghu person.

The words he spoke were too few and too fast, Xiao Yao clearly didn't recognize who it was, but he felt like he was afraid in the womb, and the pride he had just now was wiped out, he pushed Mu Yunshen forward, and said softly, "Go open the door."