I'm a bug in an escape game

It was raining heavily in Lingxiang City.

Yu Yuan and Yan Jin walked on the Qingshiban Road, all the way to Chunhe Building.

He stood at the door and looked inside. The guests inside came and went, and the old bustard greeted them loudly.

"I'm here," he purposely lowered his voice, "I was thrown out by my mother, and she came out in front of all the girls in Chunhe Building, I think it's ridiculous even thinking about it."

Chunhe Building is the largest and best-run brothel in the entire Eastern Tang Dynasty. The girls in it are all good-looking one by one, and there are both performers and prostitutes.

His mother was the oiran of Chunhe Building, she was very popular at that time, and many dignitaries wanted to have a spring evening with his mother.

But the oiran had a high vision, and many people failed to get his wish and he was born.

"My mother didn't drink the Bizi decoction." Yu Yuan tilted his head and looked at Yan Jin and smiled, "Because she wants to climb the high branch of the Xiangfu and give birth to me, so she can have a name in the Xiangfu. It's pretty good."

"and then?"

"Then, before I was full term, my father knew about my mother's pregnancy, but at that time the risk of abortion was too great, my mother didn't want to die, but my father didn't recognize me, so my mother had no choice but to give birth to me , Of course I have to choose to throw it away, she can't bear the guilt in my heart if she doesn't strangle me, so she chooses to let me fend for myself."

To fend for itself, is to throw a newborn baby into the wolf's den. If the mother wolf's child hadn't been thrown away, Yu Yuan would have died in Dongtang as soon as he was born.

There will also be no third master Yu who is now creating myths in the underworld.

Yu Yuan and Yan Jin only waited outside for a short while, and a baby wrapped in dirty old clothes came out of Chunhe Building. She hurriedly left Chunhe Building and approached Chunhe Building. Go back to the nearby Heshan Mountain.

Heshan is a well-known gathering place for wolf dens.

Yu Yuan and Yan Jin followed. This woman was different from those NPCs. Although she was virtual, she couldn't see Yu Yuan and Yan Jin, and would only follow the established track.

That is to say, the things that have been done before, do not lose one thing, and repeat them all.

Yan Jin saw her throw the baby in her arms into the den where the wolf hadn't come back, no matter how much the baby cried, she left completely without even turning her head.

Yan Jin's chest was tight and uncomfortable. He never thought that Yu Yuan's life began in Heshan.

After a while, the wolf came back. It was a she wolf who had lost her child. When she saw the baby in her nest, a kind of "mother's love" appeared in her eyes.

She licked the blood on the baby, carefully bit the straw onto the baby, and leaned against the baby to keep him warm.

The scene flashed by, the baby has reached the age where he can babble and eat raw meat, and the female wolf will catch many rabbits for Xiao Yuyuan every day.

Wolves can't cook cooked meat, so Xiao Yuyuan can only eat raw meat.

He was raised by a female wolf, and he has long been accustomed to this way of life. He has made good friends with all the wolves in Heshan.

No wolf rejects him because he is a human being, maybe because he is pitiful, or maybe because Xiao Yuyuan loves to laugh so much.

No one can reject such a clean smile.

The female wolf died, and the wolves moved. Some wolves wanted to take Xiao Yuyuan with them, but Xiao Yuyuan just waved at them and bid them farewell, and came to the streets of Lingxiang City alone. inside.

He is a beggar here, and he competes with cats and dogs for food here, perhaps because he was raised by wolves, and dogs can't rob him, and he occasionally fights for a kennel to sleep with his defeated dogs, or maybe sleeps with those dogs .

In winter, he can also hug the dog to keep warm.

He squatted at the door of the inn every day, and couldn't get enough to eat every day.

Skinny and skinny, with scars all over his body, no one paid any attention to him.

The picture turned again, and a woman in luxurious clothes found Xiao Yuyuan. It was a winter day, and the snow did not fall on Xiao Yuyuan. The woman held an umbrella and gave Xiao Yuyuan the cloak in her hand. Her With a warm smile, she took Xiao Yuyuan back to the Shangshu Mansion.

She told Xiao Yuyuan.

"You are my wandering son. Your name is Wen Yuyuan, and you are the young master of the Shangshu Mansion. Your home will be here from now on."

Wen Yuyuan, this was Yuyuan's first name.

"I don't like the surname Wen," Yu Yuan said, "so after I died, I removed the word Wen for myself, but in fact I don't even have a tombstone, so it doesn't matter if I change the word or not, no one will know what my surname is. What, whose son is it?"

Yan Jin didn't speak, and in the current situation, he didn't know what he had to say to comfort Yu Yuan, but seeing Yu Yuan's appearance, he seemed to let go.

Mrs. Shangshu locked Wen Yuyuan in the small room behind the bookcase, and then went to the door of Shangshu Mansion to wait for someone. After a while, a fortune teller in a long gown came. In front of Madam Shangshu.

"Did Madam catch the child?"

Mrs. Shangshu nodded quickly: "Yes, Master, I have brought him back according to your order. What should I do next to save my poor son's life?"

"Young master is born with a vacancy, and that child can just fill the vacancy. The poor way said that, madam can understand?"

Mrs. Shangshu shook her head: "Master, my son's life is at stake, so don't beat around the bush, just tell me straightforwardly, and I'll give you an extra 20 taels of gold, what do you think?"

The fortune-teller smiled and said, "Poverty just means to make up for what is lacking. That child can fill the vacancy of the young master, so I will goug out a piece of his meat every day, fry it with medicinal soup and give it to the young master to eat. The child bled to death, and the young master's illness will naturally heal."

Mrs. Shangshu asked: "Sir, do you mean that the child will not be healed after the flesh is cut off?"

The fortune teller nodded and said: "Of course, but you have to hang him with ginseng soup every day, and you must wait until the young master eats enough for seven to forty-nine days before sending the child to the west."

Mrs. Shangshu wrote down one by one: "Thank you, sir. When my son's life is saved, I will give you a large sum of money to thank you for your dedication."

Obviously, Mrs. Shang Shu didn't know Yu Yuan's true identity, and she was just a feudal woman being used.

After Mrs. Shangshu sent away the fortune teller, she came to the dark room. Wen Yuyuan was squatting in a small corner. There was a moment of pity in Mrs. Shangshu's eyes, and she finally sighed.

"You child is really pitiful. You have lived alone outside for so long, and you finally got a family, but... child, I am sorry for you. I will let them boil some medicine for you, so that all these injuries on your body will be healed. Cure it, and then cure my son's illness."

At this time, Wen Yuyuan didn't know what Mrs. Shangshu was going to do to him, he only knew that this was the first time he was at home, and the first time he had his mother's care.

After the fortune-teller left Shangshu's mansion, he went to the Prime Minister's mansion and met Jiang Huaiyin: "I have done everything that the Prime Minister ordered me to do, and my money..."

"I won't miss you."

The fortune teller was satisfied.

"Has the woman been notified?"

The fortune teller nodded: "I went to notify the Prime Minister when he ordered me at first, but the side concubine seemed very happy and gave me a sum of money."

Jiang Huaiyin raised his eyebrows: "I know her temperament, she won't let the whole stain remain in this world, if you let me know that she still wants to threaten me with this news, then tell her, her side concubine is also Stop being that."

"Understood, Master Xiang."

……

Wen Yuyuan's ordinary life was broken on the second day after he recovered from his injury, when he was only 21 years old.

The mind is clear, the eyes are bright, and there is no calculation.

He always thought that he was really the son of the Shangshu Mansion, but he didn't expect that it was just a dream woven by someone with a heart.

Mrs. Shangshu strictly followed what the fortune teller said, gouged out a piece of flesh from his body every day, and then forced him to drink ginseng soup, hanging her life so that he would not bleed to death. After seven or seven days, As expected, the young master's symptoms recovered, and Wen Yuyuan's value was gone.

Although Mrs. Shangshu still wanted to hang him with a bowl of ginseng soup a day, but he had lost too much blood, and there was hardly a complete spot on his body, and he had no hope of life at all.

At first Wen Yuyuan drank the ginseng soup, but within a few days he couldn't drink it anymore. He leaned against that corner without saying a word or opening his eyes.

But at this time, he was still a little angry. On the seventh day after the young master recovered from his illness, Wen Yuyuan lost his breath.

Yu Yuan and Yan Jin stood in the dark room, looked at the person curled up in the corner, and whispered, "Director Yan, what you saw today must not be sent back to the underworld, otherwise there will be no place for my old face .”

"You did nothing wrong," Yan Jin said, "Although I can't empathize with you, I also have my own way of doing things. If it were me, I wouldn't just kill my parents, I would kill everyone I hate .”

But this does not include Madam Shangshu.

"I saved Mrs. Chen's life. I thought she wanted to save me when her son recovered from his "illness". Easily deluded, he may not know anything and is just forced to accept it."

In Yan Jin's view, Xuetan shouldn't exist on Yu Yuan. Everything he experienced deserves countless pardons. It is understandable for him to anger other people involved in this incident, but he didn't, and he had more It was to find someone who directly made him become like this.

Such as his father, his mother, the fortune teller, his brother.

"After I died, I learned all the truth and hurt many innocent people. I also redeemed my sins many times in the past, and I was called to drink tea many times. My obsession has never dissipated."

"What is obsession?"

"Honestly, I also forgot myself. I forgot what I was insisting on many years ago. It seems that everything in me should be like this. I go back and forth in my daily life. What is the meaning of existence in this world, why do extradition of impermanence, why that evil sign is still on my body, I don’t know.”

Yu Yuan paused, and then said: "Maybe it's a habit, I seem to be used to locking myself in a small room, to being in the dark, to being labeled by others, to thinking I should be like that, so I habitually left obsession..."

Yu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"The obsession may have dissipated one day before, but I always thought it was still there."

Xuetan disappeared at this moment.

Yu Yuan glanced down at his waist, and smiled softly: "It's really a habit to stay there, but if you don't say this, it won't disappear, right? Yan Jin, the matter is settled Now, we should go too."

There seemed to be a lot of relief in his laughter, and Yan Jin was also relieved: "It would be best to be relieved, compared to being a ghost official whose obsession has not dissipated, a purely rich generation is more suitable for you. "

Yu Yuan nodded in agreement: "You're right, I think so too, it's best to be the end of the rich, let the rich end in my generation."

Yu Yuan walked back, walked for a while, and suddenly said to the sky: "Thank you, I owe you once."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back. Yan Jin followed behind him without saying a word, followed him silently, and walked all the way into the palace.

Xin Rong almost cried when he saw Yu Yuan and Yan Jin.

"You guys are finally back. If you don't come back, Ah Sang and I will almost fall asleep, and they won't struggle anymore."

Yu Yuan frowned, looked at Yu Asang and asked, "Yu Asang, tell me what you have done?"

Yu Asang said aggrievedly: "Brother Xiaoyuan knew to throw all the blame on me, obviously before you left..."

"Yu Asang, don't forget that it's the third day of the seventh month in the eighth year of the Eastern Tang Dynasty. You'd better—put away all your little thoughts for me, lest you have to go back and rebuild them."

Yu Yuan said this to scare Yu Asang, but Yu Asang obviously didn't know that Yu Yuan had given up his obsession. Yu Asang only knew that July [-]rd in the eighth year of Dongtang was a special day.

It is a taboo day.

When he came out of the Hungry Ghost Dao, he was accepted as a little ghost by Yu Yuan. Over the years, he has also heard a lot of things about Yu Yuan from other ghost officials. Unable to mention the point in time.

Yu Yuan will definitely be angry.

Yu Asang didn't dare to make any jokes at the moment, and immediately said the matter: "I just changed some terrible things to scare them, and I didn't do anything else! They hurt so many people, and I let the ones hurt by them People appeared in front of them, who knew that these two people were so unintimidated, and I had already fainted before I personally took action, and I still haven't woken up yet."

Yu Yuan: ...

"I thank you for those who died unjustly. Has the system not said anything yet?"

Xin Rong shook his head: "It hasn't been an hour yet. To be honest, you probably haven't been out for half an hour. The system is probably going to be dumb for a while."

"Well, I see, wake them up, Yu Asang, go to the underworld to invite someone... a ghost."

Yu Asang knew what Yu Yuan wanted to do, and immediately said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to invite all the victimized ghosts?"

Yu Yuan smiled.

"Go as soon as you know, don't dawdle."