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This is very immoral.Wen Bufan couldn't see the two of them at all, so Yao Bai's plan to use Wen Bufan to break the illusion was completely useless.

What's even more wicked is that the two of them can only walk back and forth around the thatched cottage now, and they can't go to farther places at all.He was forced to look at the figures of himself and Wen Bufan printed on the paper on the window, and his heart ached as he held his breath.

After coming out of Brahma Realm last time, he seldom recalled the past. On the one hand, he didn't dare to think about it, and on the other hand, he felt boring.He didn't think there was anything wrong with sleeping with Wen Bufan for a night, anyway, he wanted to do it a long time ago, but everything happened too fast, and he didn't have time.It's not that Wen Bufan will hate him because of this, if he really hates him but can't get what he wants, it's boring to hate him alone.

What he was afraid of was that time would fly by, but Wen Bufan was still engraved in his heart.That was too useless.

The candles in the cottage were finally extinguished, and the two figures merged into the darkness.Yifu fell asleep on his side, Yao Bai changed into a comfortable position, looked up at the starry sky.

I still remember that it was the first time he left the mountain of flowers and willows after he recovered from his injury.I didn't know where I was going, so I just walked around in the freezing rain.When you are tired from walking, go to the clouds to sleep, and when you wake up, go on walking again.

Finally, I came to a wheat field, and the wheat waves stretched away, and there was a lonely thatched cottage on the ridge at the end.Yao Bai originally thought that he had endured the pain of gallbladder dissection, he was used to any pain and was numb, but the moment he saw the thatched cottage, he was still so painful that he shed tears.

He wanted to turn around and leave this place immediately, and walked along the long ridge, faster and faster, and finally couldn't help running.

After a long time, he inadvertently remembered this matter.At that time, my mood was much calmer, and I didn't think much about anything else. I just felt that the room was like a joke, and it shouldn't still exist.

So he looked back again. It was winter, and the wheat field in front of the house exposed reddish-yellow soil, withered weeds lingering here and there, deserted and barren.

He blew the cold wind in front of the courtyard gate, the fence creaked for a while, and was blown open by a gust of wind.

Yaobai paused, raised his foot and walked in.There was only a bare tree in the yard, with a pile of chicken and dog scraps hanging from it, dirty rags, a few skewers of dried meat, and a battered longbow.The place that used to be a flower garden was surrounded, and there were two pigs inside, looking at Yao Bai with small eyes.

Just at this time, the door was pulled open, and a fat woman stood inside the door. Seeing Yao Bai standing in the courtyard, she was startled, and then she glared and yelled, "Are you Who is it? What are you doing standing here quietly?" After speaking, he opened his throat and shouted: "The head of the house!"

After a while, a black-skinned man with a full face ran in from the outside, and when he saw Yao Bai, he also looked defensive, "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"

Yaobai looked at the yard, then at the ferocious couple, and whispered two words: "Your home?"

As soon as the couple heard this, their arrogance stopped halfway, and the woman murmured a few words in awe, with the word guilty written all over her face.The black-faced man didn't seem to have expected that Bai Jian's house would be approached by the rightful owner, and wanted to make a move angrily, "Get out!"

Yao Bai let him push back a few steps.Strange to say, he wanted to erase all his connection with Wen Bufan.Now the yard is occupied by this couple, and it doesn't look like it used to, but he is not happy in his heart, he just wants to drive them out immediately.

Seeing that he didn't fight back, the man stared at the room like an idiot, his attacks became more unscrupulous, and he pushed Yao Bai to the gate of the courtyard in two or three strokes.

The man's eyes were wide open, and he looked very proud. He pointed at Yaobai and nodded: "Get out of my house, or you will look good to me."

Yao Bai pulled his hand off with a snap of the joints.The man didn't even feel any pain, he just felt that he was pushed lightly by the skinny young man in front of him, and he flew out.

The flames soared into the sky, and the raging fire was like a flood of beasts, enveloping them in an instant.

The peasant woman yelled in horror, holding the man covered in blood and crying, "The house, the house is on fire! My home!"

The man got up trembling, and saw the perpetrator standing by the fence without moving a step, the flames imprinted on his blank face, like a ghostly painting.

At last, he heard his unwavering voice: "This is not your home, get out."

Yao Bai vaguely remembered that he stood there for a long time until the thatched cottage was completely reduced to ashes.Just as he was thinking about it, his shoulders suddenly sank, and an arm came over from Yifu.

Xu Shi didn't sleep well, and after a while he woke up in a daze, and seeing that Yao Bai was also awake, he asked him in a low voice, "Xiao Bai, can we go back to Stone Temple?"

Yao Bai turned his body to support his head, and asked him back: "Do you want to go back?"

Yifu was silent for a while, as if this was a very difficult question, "Think, and don't want to."

Yao Bai couldn't help making fun of him: "I don't think about anything, I'm not old, but I have a lot of tricks."

Yifu didn't speak any more. After a long silence, he turned over and turned his back to Yaobai as if he fell asleep again.

The two of them nestled in the haystack, worrying about each other, and it was dawn when they were worried.