The heinous crime of time travel

Liu Baiweng couldn't help feeling sad.

If the world is peaceful, which round will the children of this age run around, planning and plotting.

"Are you going up the mountain?" Xiao Yao's voice reminded Liu Baiweng of Ruan Yu, so he couldn't help softening his aggressive tone, and asked carefully, "Do you know where this is? Going to the wolf den."

It can be seen from this that Mu Yunshen's integrity is very problematic for Liu Baiweng. He thinks that Xiao Yao is an ignorant young man who was kidnapped, and if he speaks clearly, he will be wise and safe.

"I know." In this kind of place, Xiao Yao is indeed a rare species.

In the area of ​​Mount Wat Ka, most of the people have bitter faces. Over the years, the cold air has already penetrated into the bones, expelling strangers from the inside out, but he can laugh, because of the nasal voice, the whole person sounds lazy and soft and.

Liu Baiweng said, "So, you still want to go?"

"En." Xiao Yao nodded, "Otherwise, it would be a waste of time."

"..."

If he knew where he could pick up such a bully for nothing, Liu Baiweng would also go and have a look. It doesn't make sense that such a rare and wicked character like Mu Yunshen can take advantage of it, so he wouldn't be able to meet someone who is more stupid, stupid, Even more stupefied.

"You've been wronged...cough cough, young master," Liu Baiweng must have not communicated with a living person for a long time, so he was blunt, and he slipped his tongue. He is also a scholar, no matter how mean he is, he still shows restraint, "Come here and let me I'll see."

Liu Baiweng's so-called "look" is to wipe Xiao Yao's facial features with his fingertips little by little, so as to form a general shape in his heart.

With a baby face, the more you touch it, the more you feel young and ignorant, Liu Baiweng's lips trembled angrily, and said to Mu Yun deeply, "Bastard!"

The old god Mu Yunshen was drinking tea, and he didn't feel guilty at all by the word "animal". On the contrary, he was quite self-aware and readily accepted Liu Baiweng's definition.

As the sky gets darker, it is the dark side where you can't see the light. The so-called night has reached the point where you can't see your fingers.

Xiao Yao originally thought that this sentence was just an exaggerated description. When he was really in it, let alone stretching out his hand, even if he put it under his eyelids, he couldn't see his fingers.

Luckily, Liu Baiweng's room is considered the essence of heaven and earth. After putting out the candles and staying for a while, I feel bright everywhere I go, and I can't close my eyes tightly, like light leaks.

Xiao Yao climbed up alone along the slightly gentle mountain.

There are mostly evergreen trees in the mountains, which never wither in all seasons. The lush branches and leaves have been crushed by the snow a lot, and the other half are whistling with the wind.There are ghostly shadows next to each other, there is no moonlight, and the snow is no different from the mud, spreading under the feet.

Two hours ago, Xiao Yao's eyes were still blind when encountering darkness, but now he can distinguish where is pure snow and where is the shadow of branches and leaves.

He carried few things on his body, a wine gourd, a sword, and a claw chain with a rope.

The claw chain was made by Mu Yunshen back then for Ruan Yu to play with. Although the load-bearing capacity is not large, it is firm and strong. As long as it is stuck in the stone wall, it will definitely not fall off.Ruan Yu disappeared after only using it once, as expected, she was thrown at Liu Baiweng's place.

The wind on Hujia Mountain was very strong and snow was blowing. At night, the originally cold weather became more and more difficult to return. Xiao Yao's skin was thick to keep out the cold, and he lost consciousness after a while, only his chest was still warm.

Under such an extreme environment, it is easy to bring back memories, Xiao Yao smiled wryly, and lamented that his life was really short-lived.

Snow is softer than gravel, and cold is longer than hot. When I was nine years old, during the dog days, fried sand was placed under my body, and Wang Shixue just watched it.

Thinking about it, he couldn't count the number of crimes he himself suffered because of this martial arts.

The defense on Mount Hujia is very strange. This kind of place that attracts hatred naturally has a post at ten steps and a sentry at five steps, but most of them are set up on the smooth and steep side.

It is no different than the imperial palace or the bandit camp in the military camp. Most of the people who can come to Mount Watjia are martial arts masters, and even some sages who have already broken through the boundaries of "masters".

The surreptitious group of heroes probably likes to climb the cliff for the sake of saving face or showing off their skills, as if whoever practiced "Gecko Swimming the Wall" to ten times can dominate the martial arts world.

Xiaoyao Demon Palace only needs to cast a net in front of the mountain, and every year, there will be fifty or even fifty light kung fu masters who vote for themselves.

However, this flat and slow back mountain that bears most of the foundations of Xiaoyao Demon Palace is rarely visited by people. The road dug in front of the gate is almost deserted. It hasn't been cleaned up for a month, and it looks the same everywhere.

Xiao Yao leaned close to a small wooden house built on a tree. Although there was no movement inside, he did not dare to rush in.

Before setting off, Mu Yunshen once told him that there are quite a few secret posts along the way, and half of them have been abandoned. However, due to the meticulous handling of the magic palace, even if it is abandoned, some fresh food and warm items will still be replaced in the house, can you? Finding these places still depends on Xiao Yao's ability.

He has been groping in the dark for a long time, and he has also encountered someone's secret whistle. His eyes are as sharp as eagles, and his skills are not very good. He must have been selected from a young age to train his eyesight.

Generally, this kind of house with people can't be seen from the outside at all. You have to get close, put your hand on the wooden wall, and feel a trace of warmth to be sure.

In the wilderness, in the freezing cold, staying in the same place for so long without making any movement, if there is no measure to keep out the cold, then it is not a secret sentinel, but a punishment, and people are sent to death.

The first person was inexperienced, even though Xiao Yao was cautious enough, the people in the room still saw him and almost exposed his whereabouts.As a last resort, he could only knock him unconscious and tie him up. Handovers were held every two days in the magic palace to see if this guy was strong and healthy, he would not die of hunger.

Xiao Yao's talent is good at accumulating experience, he is accurate and fast, he has learned a lesson once, and he will never repeat it the second time, he is like a snake, swimming up the tree trunk silently, hiding in the blind spot from the beginning among.

The trees were luxuriant, blocking him tightly. This time, it seemed to be an empty house without anyone. According to Mu Yunshen, he was at least [-]% sure, but he touched six or seven along the way, and each of them had people. ——It's a lot to memorize.

The room is very quiet, and it is cold to the touch. What is even more strange is that compared with this wooden house, the rest is rather shabby.

The feng shui has obviously been stepped on, and there is obviously a storm and snowfall outside, but this tree is in the center of the eye of the storm, which is very peaceful.Mount Hujia can be regarded as the most sinister and humble place from south to north in the entire Central Plains, but the more such a place is, the easier it is to hide the spirit of heaven and earth.

Except for the emperors and generals who are idle and have nothing to do, they spend manpower and material resources to cast a tomb here, and lie down to rest in peace.

Xiao Yao doesn't have this kind of blessing, his mother said all these words, and I don't know if he takes it seriously.

But Mu Yunshen probably didn't believe this either, he had given all instructions, but he didn't mention that there was such a spacious big house, judging by the posture, it looked like a single-family mansion with everything in it, except for the housekeeper and the cook.

Xiao Yao has been wandering outside for a long time, not falling anywhere in all directions. Anyone who can practice in this house must have a very high status. On Hujia Mountain, where people can talk about their skills, a high status indicates that they are extremely difficult to deal with, and they cannot be defeated with a few blows. opponent.

But after looking around, I had to poke my head and look inside. If there was someone inside, it should be a dead person.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao pushed open the door with great confidence——

It can't be more like this, there is really a corpse inside.

The corpse could not be seen clearly in the dark, face inward, lying motionless on the ground, there was a large amount of blood under his body, Xiao Yao pushed it with his hand, it was still warm, he died not long after.

The skin on this person's body seemed to be completely exploded, turning up one by one, and felt creepy sticky and soft to the touch.Xiao Yao groped in the darkness to spot the candlestick at the side, even though he was used to strange death, he was still startled.

It was a real jump, and I accidentally stepped on something when I landed.

The people on the ground looked like fish with their scales peeled back. It was not Xiao Yao's illusion. It was indeed that the skin and flesh all over his body exploded, bleeding profusely, but he looked very peaceful... I don't know if it was an illusion, Xiao Yao felt that the corpse was incompetent, and his eyeballs seemed to move.

Xiao Yao is a very cowardly person, and his guts might be placed in Mu Yunshen, so the measures he took were neither to go up to see if the person was still panting, nor to bluff with swords, but to lean on the table like a cat. Drill down under the case, with the head facing in, leaving most of the back outside.

After a while, Xiao Yao seemed to come to his senses. Even if this person cheated, he might not be able to be alive and kicking like Mu Yunshen... Anyone who encounters such a body, the unlucky person should be the other party, not himself .

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly crawled out from under the table, not disappointing the lingering struggle of the corpse on the ground, stretched out his hand to sniff.

It is very rare for a person to be injured like this, even worse than Ling Chi, but he still has a little breathing and self-awareness, as if he deliberately fell into a state of suspended animation to reduce blood loss and pain. Seek help.

But Yue Mo was also hurt and confused, not knowing whether it was an enemy or a friend.

The candlelight was very close to his face, and Mo Liansheng could feel the light and warmth. He couldn't open his eyes, and the real pain of his skin and flesh was twice as severe as before.

He has been lying like this for three days, unlike other places, there are only a handful of people who can come here, this is the rule, not to mention the tree is extremely tall and there are not many side branches, if you want to come up, at least it is "good" light work.

Getting Mo Liansheng to say "not bad" is as difficult as Wang Shixue's. In today's world, he is not one of the best, and he can look down on a large group of "heroes" walking on the cliff.