The villain's love literacy

In the end, Yayoi was still half-forced by Tong Mo to stay.

On the one hand, it is impossible for him to let his own kind really go to the ghost killing team to die - God knows how many pillars he has buried with his own hands over the years, how could it be possible for Yayoi to be killed by those people?On the other hand, he always felt that Lord Wu Mi would regret it.

For some reason, he firmly believed that the ghost king would come to her again.

But whether or not Yayoi was kept for Wu Mi, only Tong Mo knows about this matter.

"Still unwilling?"

Yayoi was sitting on the thick trunk of a towering tree reading a book, when she heard this sound she was startled, the book slipped from her hand and was about to fall to the ground.

She finally climbed up, and if she went down to pick up the book, she might not be able to get up.

Just as she was about to reprimand Tong Mo for suddenly scaring her, the white-haired man appeared next to her holding a book that should have fallen on the floor.

"Like it here?"

Tong Mo sat down beside Yayoi. He opened the book and handed it to the woman beside him. He looked at the scenery above. The branches and leaves of the old trees were dense, and even on a sunny day, the shadows could completely block the sunlight, but he didn't know that this piece of green Where does it look good.

She took the book—it was found by Tong Mo for her. It turned out that earth-shaking changes had taken place outside, and now she was holding a translated version of a novel by a European writer. On that page, the anger in my heart disappeared inexplicably.

Yayoi shook his head slightly.

She just loves being outside.

She likes anything that isn't in a building.

Living in the same room for hundreds of years without seeing the blue sky and night, as long as she has the opportunity, she really doesn't want to stay in the building anymore, even if Tong Mo's Eternal Bliss Cult is different from that in Infinite City.

But here is really good, even in the daytime, it can give her a chance to look at the scenery outside. She suddenly remembered the few pots of plants she raised on the balcony in her previous life, which seemed to be a very distant thing.

Tong Mo said that she could sit beside him, listen to the cries of the believers together, and accept the worship of the believers, but in the end Yayoi refused.

At first, she was surprised that Tong Mo really listened to those people complaining seriously, no matter what they said, he would patiently appease them, put on the leader's hat and robe, it really looked like that.

But he doesn't even understand what feelings are. Could he be such a kind person?

"Ok."

The second of the strings said in a compromise, Yayoi just stared at the distance blankly, as if he had no interest in his proposal, but he tried to persuade him one last time.

"If you want to come, I welcome you at any time. After all, life is so boring, and I find it interesting to listen to human troubles once in a while."

And Yayoi just shook his head.

She didn't want to listen to some people's complaints, which would make her feel extremely bad instead.Some people have hands and feet but are extremely lazy. They eat and wait to die all day long, complaining to Tong Mo why they were not born into wealthy families and could not enjoy life as soon as they were born; Hiding from debts here; what’s more, they have done extraordinary things and fled here to hide and seek the protection of the church...

Tong Mo doesn't seem to be able to tell the difference between good and evil, and whether he really needs help or not, he promises to believe in eternal bliss, and in the end he will help them "release" from their pain.

That was the church established by Tong Mo's parents, maybe that's what the teachings stipulated.

And that night, the weather seemed to suddenly become abnormal. It was clearly autumn, and before the leaves began to fall in large numbers, the first snow fell.

It rarely snows in Italy, and the winter in Naples is very mild. Yayoi has never seen snow a few times in her two lifetimes combined, and she has just regained her "freedom", so she couldn't help but rushed out the door immediately.

Tong Mo dug out a thick haori from an unknown place at the bottom of the box and gave it to Yayoi, and he pretended to put on one, and followed her out to see the snow.

He was not interested in this kind of boring scenery at all, he simply felt that Yayoi's eyes when he saw Xue would make his heart, which had been calm all the time, feel like a string being gently touched.

It was an emotion he could not feel at all from his followers, and he could not even pronounce the words for those emotions—he only knew the most common ones, which everyone would have from time to time, "happy", "sad", "angry" "Wait, but Yayoi doesn't see any of them.

But when he asked her, she couldn't get any answer, only "what's wrong with me?"

The snow was bigger than Yayoi imagined, and it lasted until late at night. A thick layer fell on the grass, and it could be easily squeezed into snowballs with one hand.

Tong Mo would not feel the cold—his vampire art was related to ice, and seeing Yayoi's fingertips and joints turning red from the cold, he would only feel novelty.

When I was about to go back late at night, an unexpected visitor came to the church.

It was a distressed woman who walked barefoot in the snow for a long time before finally arriving here. Her feet were red and shiny from the cold, her hair was disheveled, and her cheeks were so swollen that it was difficult to look directly at her.

The cloth she held in her arms was very clean, and it looked like she was holding a child.

When Yayoi saw her figure clearly, she immediately ran over to help, she supported the woman's body, but she just tried her best to hand her the child in her hand.

She seemed to have no strength left, so Yayoi took the child and hugged her in her arms, instructing Tong Mo to carry the woman back to Wanshi Bliss Sect.

"Take her back quickly, she looks cold."

With just one glance, she couldn't bear to look at the bruises on the woman's face and the soles of her feet with fine wounds.

Winding II disappeared in an instant, and Yayoi held the child and looked at the location of the church, then lowered her head to carefully look at the little thing in her arms.

It was a beautiful baby with bright green eyes, and at first she thought he was asleep when she took him from his mother's hands.

But only now did he realize that he was awake, quietly without making a sound, as if he had always known about his mother's plight and didn't want to trouble her anymore.

He stared at her curiously, blinking his green eyes now and then, then grinning at her.

Yayoi's heart melted immediately, she wanted to touch that smooth and tender face, but suddenly remembered that she had touched the snow just now, the snow was not as clean as it looked, a baby should not be touched casually The adults touched it, in case the fragile immune system could not withstand the bacteria and viruses that the adults could withstand, she had to give up that idea temporarily.

As she walked slowly back to the church with the child in her arms, she inevitably thought of her unborn child.

If she survived back then, she must be such an obedient and cute baby, right?

Maybe she looked down at him too intently, too long, and when she heard other voices behind her, she just looked back blankly.

This time it was a man and a middle-aged woman.

One of the women rushed up and wanted to snatch the child, and the man asked loudly where his wife was and why she, an unrelated person, was holding his son.

He cursed and said some nasty words to scold the child's mother, and at the same time threatened to give her a good lesson when he took his wife back, so that she would have a long memory.

Yayoi's face immediately turned cold, she tightly protected the child, and refused to hand him over to the middle-aged woman, and was afraid that the baby would be hurt by too much force during the dispute - even under such a fierce dispute, he still did not Make any cry.

She didn't want to do anything to humans, and even tried her best to control herself not to do anything to that scumbag husband.

She knew what was going on, that woman was beaten by her husband after she got married, that woman seemed to be the man's mother, she must have tortured the child's mother, she was desperate to hold the child in the snow without even wearing shoes escape here.

Such things are common in any corner of the world.

"Oh, what is this doing?"

Now Yayoi will not be frightened by that floating tone, but Tong Mo's appearance here makes her feel at ease, that kind of man will definitely not let go when he sees a weak woman like her, but with Tong Mo around, she seems to be in her heart With confidence.

"I've already brought her back, Yayoi, take the child to find her first, and leave it to me."

He glanced comfortingly at the emotionally agitated woman holding the child, and said each word slowly.

"I will try to persuade them to go back."

Worried about the condition of the child's mother, Yayoi couldn't take care of other things. She was afraid that the woman's injuries would not survive tonight if no one took care of her injuries, so she had to quickly leave with the child.

And that woman didn't care about her injuries at all, as if those injuries didn't exist at all, and when Yayoi handed the child to her, she only had her baby in her eyes.

Later, Yayoi learned that the woman—no, the girl's name was Kotoba.

She is still very young, looks like sixteen or seventeen years old, has no father and no mother. here.

"It's okay, you will be safe here, and no one will hurt you and your child again."

Yayoi comforted, Tong Mo accepted the mother and son, and took care of them very carefully.

One of Qin Ye's eyes has been temporarily blind, but Tong Mo said that there is still a possibility of treatment. After other traumas are dealt with first, the eyes can only be recuperated slowly.

Fortunately, the child didn't have any wounds on his body, and his mother didn't let him catch cold in the snowy night.

"Zuihei Inosuke", this is the boy's name.

Now they have a new home.

"Did you persuade her husband and mother-in-law to go back?"

When the woman finally fell asleep from exhaustion, Yayoi asked Tong Mo in a low voice. He was holding Inosuke curiously, shaking his fingers in front of his eyes from time to time.

The mother and daughter don't seem like people who are easy to persuade. Besides, some men value their sons more than anything else, so would they agree so easily?

Even here, married women are the property of men, and outsiders can't control them at all.

"Don't worry, I have taught them a lesson, they will never dare to come here again."

Tong Mo said absent-mindedly, he showed Yayoi his grasped finger, and Yayoi knocked off his arm a little angrily.

"Okay, he should be resting at this late hour, don't tease him anymore. You're so energetic that you can't sleep, will you go and coax him then?"

Yayoi frowned, holding Inosuke in her arms and gently dangling back and forth.

But Tong Mo still couldn't read his face at all, he stretched his head over and watched those green eyes gradually being covered by his eyelids.

"Okay, I can coax."

"...Stay where it's cool."

Yayoi turned around, turned her back to the man and ignored him. She carefully coaxed the baby in her arms until Inosuke's breathing became heavy and her head tilted to her shoulders before she stopped.