The heinous crime of time travel

It was such an uneventful night.

In the wilderness, after the season of cicadas singing, there is no movement even after dawn.Xiao Yao's eyes were black and blue, his face was dull, he didn't just wake up, but he couldn't sleep all night.

There was a sick man next to him who insisted on being next to him, and his breath blew past his ears intentionally or unintentionally, Xiao Yao felt itchy in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more itchy, he watched it with his eyes like an old monk sitting still.

And Wang Shixue was sitting opposite him again, her eyes... looked like she was looking at the ingredients, Xiao Yao seemed to have a pot under her ass, and she couldn't calm down even after reciting scriptures.

God, I was Pangu in my previous life, did I ever split you?

It was so easy to wait until dawn, and the person leaning on him still had no intention of waking up.Xiao Yao slowly opened his eyes and wanted to go to the woods to catch some rabbits or pheasants. Last night he ate two pieces of hard pancakes in the cool wind, and he was already hungry by now.

He thought he woke up very early, after all, the surrounding movements could not escape Xiao Yao's eyes and ears all night, but when he opened his eyes, he realized that Wang Shixue had left, and he didn't know when he left, without saying hello , causing him to worry in vain for a long time.

The limbs that did not dare to relax all night did not feel too tired. Instead, they felt refreshed, compensating for the lack of sleep, and a wave of true energy circulated endlessly in the body, like an inexhaustible resource.

Xiao Yao yawned lightly, and put his hands under Mu Yunshen's face, not wanting to disturb his rest, but also wanting to free his shoulders.

This person was very quiet when he fell asleep, his face always lacked blood and looked too pale.Xiwei's sunlight shines through the window lattice, and it seems to fall on his face loosely. To describe it with Xiao Yao's lack of vocabulary, it can only be described as "beautiful and outrageous".

That kind of indifference and disregard for human life is hidden under such a surface, which can be easily beautified into equal treatment.Xiao Yao sighed, stretched out two fingers and pressed Mu Yunshen's brows, wringing out a wrinkle on the originally flat place, the latter couldn't sleep well, and uttered a little raving.

Xiao Yao knew that his dream was shallow, so he quickly withdrew his fingers, afraid of waking people up, slowly dragged the hand under his face down, letting Mu Yunshen lean on the pillar.

Each of them was covered with a thin quilt, Xiao Yao tucked his own into Mu Yun deeply, and then got up to stretch his muscles and bones.

Mu Yunshen opened his eyes only after the other person's back disappeared into the mist at the entrance of the temple. There was a clear light there, and he didn't look like he had just woken up at all.Because the expression on his face is always very little, showing a very flimsy, at this moment he relaxes slightly, like a breeze, high and gentle, and suddenly reveals a fleeting smile.

Xiao Yao came back quickly, still carrying two pheasants in his hand.

Thanks to the mercy of the Buddha, all the birds and beasts around here are thick and fat, one of them ate it now, and the other took it with him to improve the food.

Mu Yunshen had already washed up, and lit a fire using the method last night. The firewood in the temple was only damp, not completely soaked, so it was much easier to wake up this morning.

"You told my mother that the road is different, so you want to go to Hujia Mountain first?" Xiao Yao quickly cleaned the chicken and roasted it on the fire.

The fragrance came out very slowly, but when I noticed it, the entire Buddhist hall could already be smelled everywhere.When killing people in a Buddhist holy place, Xiao Yao asked the person who was receiving fireworks, "Young Master Mu, which piece would you like to eat, legs and wings?"

"Wings—don't you want to go to the Demon Palace and take out Duan Fu's ledger?" Mu Yun said deeply, "If you get that thing, you can uproot Duan Fu's power."

"Who is on Duan Fu's head? It's the emperor, what kind of character is he?" Xiao Yao tore open the skin with his hands, wanting to see how it was baked inside. When the heat escaped, it was scalding, "hiss" and said again, " If you hand over the account book to him, the wolf and the embarrassing will fall out?"

"Why do you have to hand it over?" Mu Yunshen asked back, "There is a ledger, and there is Xiaoyao Demon Palace. Don't you want to rebel?"

Xiao Yao raised his head suddenly, looked at Mu Yunshen and blinked his eyes several times, the latter was sitting cross-legged with an old god, such a dilapidated, crowded, dust-swept small Buddhist hall made him look like a jade tower.

Xiao Yao suddenly had a feeling, as if the whole thing was a trap from beginning to end, and Mu Yunshen was the bait hanging around his mouth, specially wrapped in sugar, waiting for himself to take the bait.

He swallowed in fear, "Then what... The power of Xiaoyao Demon Palace is too great, and you are beyond recognition... besides..."

Xiao Yao sneaked a few glances at Mu Yunshen, and found that this person was not only not angry, but his brows and eyes were still stretched. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to be smiling a little bit.

"Besides what?" Mu Yunshen asked.

"It's my father who wants to rebel, and I don't have the ability." Xiao Yao whispered more and more, he sighed, "But he is in prison now, can I not rescue him?"

"To save him, what's the difference between me and my mother's approach... I can only say what you want."

Xiao Yao took a bite of the chicken indignantly, he was trustworthy in his craftsmanship.When she came out from Taigu City, Chu Ting stuffed the package with salt, spicy powder and some condiments, just because she was afraid that a few rough and hard biscuits would not satisfy her cravings.

Mu Yunshen knew that he would definitely figure it out, so he appeared calm and unhurried, it was a kind of unreasonable trust, but this kind of trust did not know where it came from, but now it was deeply ingrained - he knew that Xiao Yao would never let himself down.

Wat Jiashan is on the east side of the capital city, turn a corner halfway, take a fork in the road, and you can see it at the end.

In front of it, the Gobi Desert to the west of Pingyun Town is not too poor or evil, and it can still give birth to a little cuteness.

In Xiao Yao's impression, there is an element of beautification in childhood. He feels that Hujia Mountain is majestic and majestic. Different emotion.

The mountain seems to have suddenly become shorter, with one side facing the sun, steep and craggy with no place to stand, and even the dead branches in the gaps between roots are too thin to withstand the wind. The entire stone wall is lifeless, and no living things can be seen, even eagles and vultures unwilling to pass.

And the shady side is the real mountain - the forest is creepy and undulating.It's like the sky and the earth are suddenly separated, and when you go to the cliff, there is no sunshine and warmth, and it is the end of autumn and winter all the time.

It was obviously not the time for the snow to fall, but a thick layer had already accumulated not far from the foot of the mountain. Frost was condensed on the brown gray skins of the trees, and there was a vast expanse on all sides, except for white, it was difficult to see other colors.

Before entering the boundary of Hujia Mountain, Xiao Yao entrusted the carriage to an inn and paid enough fodder money, and then the two bought a bad horse each, and stayed in the villages in this area without driving.

Relying on the big tree of Xiaoyao Demon Palace, although the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain are not rich, they are self-sufficient, and they don't have to deal with court taxes. Life is much more relaxed than outside.

But on the contrary, the folk customs here are tough, and there are basically no kind people. Whenever you meet in the aisle, there will be quarrels, which will turn into fights.When Xiao Yao and Mu Yunshen passed by, there was a fierce fight at the entrance of the village, but there must be some regulations, the injury is only an injury, and there is no harm to human life.

The so-called tough folk customs, even children around the age of ten are proficient in martial arts, women and girls are not as gentle and virtuous as he is, they all carry weapons on their bodies, some are rolling pins, some are washboards, in short, they don't look good provoke.

They all rolled up their cuffs, holding various "weapons", and walked past Xiao Yao aggressively. The waves they set off could smear people's faces, and there was no fragrance of makeup, but a puff of ordinary and simple cooking smoke.

However, what they are going to do next is not so "ordinary and simple".

"Smelly man, my mother is busy at home to help you, and you just go out to chop firewood - can people be used as firewood? There is no fire at night, and you want to freeze the whole family to death?"

She seemed to recognize that the people who took the lead in making trouble were her own family members. One of the women greeted her with a slap in the face, and drove home like a sheep, and then turned around to apologize, "I made all the aunts laugh."

Although those men had some skills, they just didn't care. They were scolded with low eyebrows and whispered to each other. They discussed in a low voice, "Didn't you have some firewood left yesterday? Parents and nieces will be there, we will..."

The mother-in-law glared at her, "If you hadn't wasted your time, would you still be suffering all this?"

The man knew he was wrong, and followed obediently, he took only two steps and then stopped suddenly, his wife sighed, and said, "It's getting dark soon, I really can't afford to go to my second uncle's house to borrow some firewood for dinner and dinner." Hot water has to be burned, and there must be not enough firewood.”

"I know." The man hurriedly replied, and took his brothers to his uncle's house to borrow firewood. The arrogance and arrogance just now disappeared, and now he lived a short life as a parent.

The fighting at the door was pulled from the bottom of the pot, and in a blink of an eye there was only another group of people left staring at each other, and the housekeepers of their respective houses carried their ears back.

In a blink of an eye, there were only a few broken baskets left at the entrance of the village, which were pushed forward by the wind and stopped when they hit the boundary marker.

Xiao Yao and Mu Yun stood next to the boundary marker miserably, no one paid attention to them from the beginning to the end, Xiao Yao rubbed his nose without embarrassment, and whispered, "Then what... small village town Most of them are like this, here you know, it’s very chaotic, and it’s normal to ignore passers-by.”

Mu Yun didn't say a word, but he didn't seem to care, he was very familiar with this area.

Although many things can be changed in three years, there is inertia in people's bones, and they are greedy for comfort.It is the time when the world is turned upside down outside, and it looks different every day, but Mount Wat Ka is like a protective god, existing from ancient times, bringing disasters and at the same time giving a place to live, as long as the price is paid, the change of dynasty has nothing to do with it.

Xiao Yao wiped the half-buried stone tablet beside him with his hands, it was sun-baked for an unknown age, and it was so mottled that he could barely make out a few characters, all of which were written in seal script like ghostly symbols.

Although he came from a wealthy background and had a husband in a private school, the form of seal script is strange and seldom used. Even if he is willing to learn, the old man thinks that his qualifications are shallow and that he will tarnish the tradition. Basic - Recognize what glyphs are, but don't know what is written.