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Although the material conditions are extremely rich, Bai Mu's rehabilitation work is not going very smoothly.

... Isn't it just a walk, why is it so difficult?

Bai Mu fell into self-doubt.

After such a long time, I insist on exercising every day, and even the muscles that have degenerated due to lying down for too long have almost recovered, but I am actually stuck in the technique.

——wtf!Walking tmd actually requires skills? !

Once again, Bai Mu tripped his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot. He didn't get up in a hurry, and just sat on the spot.

He even began to miss the situation when he became a fox... when he was not yet a spirit, four feet on the ground were better than two legs.

Not right... If there are four legs, wouldn't the probability of tripping each other be greater? !

Bai Mu: Fuck!Why is he so difficult? !

When Bai Mu was thinking deeply, there was a uniform greeting outside the door, and someone pushed the door open.

Bai Mu didn't need to look up to know that it was Yan Xiao who came.

Yan Xiao is the only one who can come and go freely in this room without communication.

Bai Mu stopped struggling and tried to stand up, he had had enough of the previous few lessons.

——The more anxious you are, the more likely you will go wrong. When the time comes, the fall will be worse, people will be more embarrassed, and the points will be deducted harder...

This is a lesson bought with vain points, and it is full of blood and tears.

Bai Mu just sat there with his back straight, but turned his back to the door, leaving the back of Yan Xiao's head.

——Day, anyone who is stripped naked by Tian Tian will be angry!

Bai Mu was angry not because of any sense of shame—after all, he used to be a demon cultivator in the mountains and forests, and he didn’t care about it. He even licked the fur of his "brothers and sisters" back then— The main problem is that once checked, his consciousness has to be locked in a small dark room.

After being "sleeping" for so long, he is now particularly disgusted by the loss of consciousness.

Facing Yan Xiao, he showed his attitude and tried his best to resist. At the same time, he did not give up the other way.

Bai Mu reported to the system, "There is something wrong with your Harmony Shield!"

"... Do you know about racial discrimination?!! If you leave the cultivation world, you will have a big problem..."

"Look at the years when I was a fox, I didn't wear clothes, and I didn't see being blocked, right?..."

System: "It makes sense."

It rushed to submit a report to the main system.

Bai Mu: ...

Surprisingly, she's... pretty easy to talk to?

I don't know how long it will take for the system to go through the process. The most urgent thing is to solve Yan Xiao.

——It is also good to change once a day into once every two days.

So Bai Mu refused to look back, trying to express his protest with a "cold, awe-inspiring and inviolable" back.

Then he heard a sob.

Sip, sip... sob? !

What the hell? ! !

If it weren't for the deduction of points during this period of time, which really cast a shadow on Bai Mu's heart, Bai Mu would definitely turn his head away in a second, regardless of his personality.

He hesitated for a moment, when there was a sound of heavy footsteps, someone knelt down beside him with a plop, and choked up, "Master."

Bai Mu turned his head to look, and it turned out to be an acquaintance.

"Moyan?" Bai Mu was surprised, "Why are you here?"

Although these days, Bai Mu's activities are limited to this room, but it does not prevent him from knowing that this is the backyard of Marquis Wu'an's mansion. Mo Yan, as the son of the Pei family, why did he come here?

Mo Yan in that room was crying so much that he choked up a series of sobs when he opened his mouth. This posture was very similar to the appearance of desperately trying to stop him from leaving Beijing during the plague.

Bai Mu has experience: Yes, there is nothing to ask.

He looked up at Yan Xiao, who was standing upright at the door, with questioning eyes.

Yan Xiao: "He said he wanted to see you."

Bai Mu: "..."

This is really too much to say.

It's not that he's boasting. In this capital, no matter before or now, there are many people who want to see him... Could it be that he wants to see him one by one?

Bai Mu thought it might be because during the few months in northern Xinjiang, Mo Yan became familiar with Yan Xiao, and now Yan Xiao happened to meet him, so he brought him here.

Bai Mu took a look at this kid who was about to die from crying, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Yan Xiao's fingers resting on the door frame twitched, his eyes complicated.

Since Bai Mu woke up, the two of them hardly communicated during the day.

He guessed that when he woke up, he would blame him for his unnecessary actions, and would hate him for forcing him to stay in this world to suffer this torture.

...He thought that he was ready, even if he hated him, he would be willing, as long as he could stay in this world.

But no, nothing...

He just endured all this in silence, standing up again and again.

...not even willing to reveal a little fragility in front of others, this strength... makes people feel distressed and heartbroken.

He wanted to hold him in his arms, but he didn't dare to do anything from that indifferent back.

Not even resentment, he treats him like a complete stranger.

Yan Xiao originally thought that as long as this person lived, he would be willing no matter what.

……

…………

But people are always greedy--

He is awake now, but those eyes don't seem to reflect his figure...

Yan Xiao didn't even dare to go back home, he was afraid that in this day after day of indifference, he would go crazy... and could not help but do something that even he regretted.

His hand on the door frame couldn't help tightening, and the wooden door edge creaked unbearably.

"It's okay."

After he answered, he glanced at Mo Yan lightly, suppressing the violent violence in his eyes.

That person... Even the look in the boy's eyes is much warmer than looking at him.

Suddenly, he was seized by a cold fear, and Mo Yan, who was crying, couldn't help but shivered. He looked around in a panic, but found nothing.

Yan Xiao had already turned around and left, the hand at his side clenched tightly into a fist, the swollen veins stretched from the back of the hand to the forearm, and the muscles were tense.

——No, I can't do things that make him angry anymore...

The arrival of the ink inkstone has improved Bai Mu's life.

It's not that these children in the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion are not good at serving, but they don't understand the character of this master who doesn't communicate much, and they dare not make assertions about some things.

Just like now...

Mo Yan didn't know where to find a wheelchair, and came in yelling, "Master, master, look!!"

He pushed the wheelchair in with joy as if offering a treasure, but the two children who were still assigned to serve Bai Mu were hesitant to speak.

The Marquis of Wu'an's mansion is so big, and Mr. Pei in it is the one whom the Marquis puts at the top of his heart. Naturally, the servants in the mansion tried their best to show their faces in front of him. They heard that he was not good at walking after waking up. Naturally, someone has figured out the wheelchair method.

But Mr. Pei shut himself up in the room by himself even when he was practicing walking, and no one was allowed in...letting him travel in a wheelchair would almost call him "disabled" by pointing at his nose, who would dare?

Therefore, if you think about this method, no one dares to really mention it.

I just didn't expect that this person from Pei's mansion would be so stupid...

Shouldn't he be kicked out by Mr. Pei?

The two children at the gate of the courtyard didn't know whether to stop them, but the inkstone pushing the wheelchair over there was blocked by the threshold.

Mo Yan has a big heart, and often lacks his roots... Changed from the Pei Mansion to the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, but the master is still the same master, he doesn't feel wrong at all, ordering these servants, he is even more slippery than Bai Mu .

He greeted, "Hey, what are you two doing standing around? Come and help me."

The two children looked at each other hesitantly, and finally stepped forward to help.

Mo Yan pointed unceremoniously again, "There are too many thresholds in this courtyard. I was blocked once outside just now. Thanks to Master Mo, I have great strength, otherwise I wouldn't be able to carry this baby back." Woolen cloth……"

The three of them didn't have a tacit understanding, and when they lifted the wheelchair in, they knocked on the threshold, Mo Yan turned around and kicked the threshold in anger, cursing and complaining: "What a crap, I'll tear you down later. "

Two children: "..."

They looked at each other involuntarily, and the doubts in their eyes were exactly the same: Mr. Pei is such a clear and bright person, why is the servant next to him so, so... "informal"?

Thinking of Mo Yan's deeds heard in the concierge, he came to the Hou's mansion on the night of the New Year's banquet to be an important person, was kicked out and came again...

For several months, it was really wind and snow, and it was more accurate than eating. In the end, they simply built a shed and lived in the back corner of the Hou Mansion. Report to Lord Hou...

That's how the scene where Yan Xiao led people in a few days ago came about.

The two boys looked at each other for a while, guessing... Maybe it was because of this "loyalty" that Mr. Pei left behind?But that's too... stupid...

Could it be that if Master Hou didn't bring him in, he would have to live in that shed forever?

……

Mo Yan pushed the wheelchair in and there was no more to say, and the two children were muttering in their hearts all morning.

But just after lunch that day, he saw Mr. Pei in the yard who had never been out of the house.

The eyes of the two of them involuntarily fell on Mo Yan who was pushing the wheelchair behind him, their expressions were more than just shock.

——You really invited Mr. Pei out of the house? !

Mo Yan raised her head proudly: Look, I still have to look at him!

After all, the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion was a mansion bestowed by the imperial court when the dynasty opened. The decorations inside were all handcrafted by famous masters, and it has undergone generations of repairs. The pavilions stand tall and the vegetation is luxuriant...but at the same time it means...the road is not easy to walk.

When Mo Yan pushed the wheelchair here just now, he was stumbling along the way, but now he didn't dare to take his master out for stumbling, so he just pushed him around the yard twice.

But Bai Mu, who has been bored in the house for many months, is already satisfied...God knows how uncomfortable he was in the house during this time, and he is almost growing mushrooms.

If Mo Yan couldn't come here again, he would have to take the risk of "falling on the ground on the street" and go out for a walk or two.

……

There is another benefit of Mo Yan's coming. It seems that because someone takes care of him personally, Yan Xiao is relieved, and the inspection every night is finally over.

Bai Mu: "..."

If he had known this earlier, he would have had someone come close to serve him even at the risk of his collapse.

— Regret, regret now.

But even though Yan Xiao didn't go to see Bai Mu, someone still reported Bai Mu's every move to him every day.

Yan Xiao stared at the record of the day, the flickering candlelight reflected on the deep facial features, there was a hint of warmth in the eyes that looked like blades and ice, he thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow... ...call the artisans."

……

The next day, when Bai Mu was letting the wind out in the yard, he heard a commotion outside.

Mo Yan always likes to be lively, so without Bai Mu's opening, he volunteered to check out the situation, and after a while, he came back with a strange expression.

Soon, Bai Mu also knew why.

In one morning, all the thresholds in the Hou's mansion were demolished. Bai Mu even saw that several places with steps had started to build ramps.

Bai Mu:? ? ?

The hand pushing the wheelchair trembled slightly.jpg

The better the protagonist attacks him, the worse he will die in the future...

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