Morning Star

"…Why are you asking this?" He was not too happy to answer this question.

Chujiu took a bite of the snow fruit and said, "Well... I just wanted to ask. Who is older, you or me?"

Having said that, she was sure that she was definitely older. But considering the age of the original owner's body, the original owner should be younger.

He looked her over and over: "Is that even a question?"

Seeing his expression of "I'm older than you", she said disapprovingly: "Why don't you ask? There are people who look anxious, and there are people who look too young. How can you determine a person's age just by looking at their appearance?"

"..." Is she saying that he is growing anxiously?

"I'm ten...sixteen, how about you?" Chujiu didn't want to continue talking to him. He paused, estimated the condition of his body, and then revealed his age directly.

Mo Xinglan looked at her suspiciously for a few seconds: "Are you sixteen years old?"

“…Does a difference of a few months count?” Why doesn’t this guy play by the rules?

He sneered, "Twins born a quarter of an hour apart are still one older and one younger. How dare you say that when you're a few months apart?"

She was speechless and said angrily, "Then fifteen, I'm fifteen, okay? Can you stop beating around the bush? I've already told you my age, so you should tell me yours out of courtesy."

She just didn't believe it, so she insisted that he tell her his age in person today.

"Do you really want to know how old I am?" What on earth does she want to do?

Normally, she should know how old he is, but she still asked.

This made him more and more suspicious whether she was still the ninth day of the lunar new year.

Chujiu said angrily: "If you don't tell me, I will think you are younger than me and call you my brother."

"Seventeen." You still dare to call him brother? Don't you see how old you are?

"So logically speaking, you should call me brother." Although he said this, there was disdain in his eyes.

Chujiu's mouth twitched: "You are dreaming."

She is already a big sister who is about to turn 20. If a little brother dares to ask her to call him brother, forget it.

However, her target is younger than her, so she can't capture him normally. But in order to go home, everything is possible.

He was only seventeen years old, so young. He had come out to experience the world before he even reached adulthood, and he didn't even utter a word when he was badly injured. Are people in this world so precocious?

Mo Xinglan sneered and ignored her.

And she looked at him lost in thought.

"Miss Chu, how long are you going to stare at me?" Seeing that she was staring at him without any reaction, his eyes darkened.

"Eh? I, hehe, it turns out that Mr. Mo is seventeen years old." Only then did she come back to her senses.

About the same age as Primary 10...

I thought this in my mind, but I didn't realize that I had already muttered it out loud.

People who practice cultivation usually have very good hearing, and Mo Xinglan was right next to him, so he naturally heard it clearly.

"..." He suddenly felt unhappy, his eyes dark and cold.

And there was an infinite murderous intent hidden in the darkness. It was as if he would kill the person if they said one more word that displeased him.

She suddenly recalled that she was almost killed by him during the day. She immediately crossed her hands in front of her: "You, what do you want to do now?"

"..."

"I, I never hurt you, did I? Instead, I saved you." She felt panicked when he stared at her.

"..." He stared at her without blinking, his eyes still showing no sign of easing.

"No, I mean, you have a good name, Xinglan. Why do you always think about doing such immoral things?" Being stared at like a dead person for no apparent reason, he felt horrified but also filled with anger.

"Heh, what? Miss Chu, you are interested in my name?" He sneered.

"It's just as the saying goes, 'Birds return to rest their boats, and stars, stars, the waning of stars indicates a journey. 'The waning of stars' means that the night is about to end and the day is about to dawn, doesn't it?" Chujiu thought for a moment and used her few verses and words to explain.

"..."

"You, you, you, your parents must hope that you can be like the rising sun, rising slowly and heading towards a better future. Hope that you will be as dazzling as the stars in the sky and have a promising future. So, so you, I think it's better for you to do less immoral things, otherwise it will not be good for you and me... uh, everyone." Fearing that he would suddenly reach out and strangle her to death, Chujiu continued to explain hurriedly.

Mo Xinglan was stunned after hearing her explanation, and the bottomless darkness in his eyes was no longer there.

He turned his head and stared at the blazing fire in a daze.

So, can his name be interpreted like this? A promising future, as dazzling as a star?

Oh, the future?

He never expected to have a future. The future seemed so far away to him, let alone a bright and glorious one.

Chujiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he no longer had the intention of killing him.

I came to pick it up late at night and it was still raining outside.

Without the moonlight, the entire outside world was shrouded in pitch darkness.

The only light was the crackling fire in the cave.

Chujiu gradually fell asleep amid the sound of rain and burning firewood.

Midnight is the darkest time of the night.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a burning flame flickering in his dark eyes.

He turned his head to look at Chujiu next to him.

Her curved eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and it seemed that she did not sleep well.

Then look in the direction of the monster's corpse in the cave.

He slowly stood up, held onto the stone wall and walked to the stiff corpse of the monster.

He squatted down and examined the monster for a moment.

A dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand.

He raised his knife and slashed at the monster's waist.

In just a few breaths, a golden bead the size of a ping-pong ball was in his hand.

After taking away the monster's demon pill, he cut off several pieces of meat from the monster's body with a few more slashes of the knife.

With a slight wave of his right hand, he put it into the storage ring.

Then a bottle of corpse-dissolving water was poured in, and the monster's corpse disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After everything was done, he stood up, held onto the stone wall, returned to his original position and sat down, leaning against the stone wall.

His complexion, which had just improved, turned pale again because of this series of actions.

But he seemed to be completely unaware of the pain from the wounds on his body and gently closed his eyes to rest.

Chujiu did not sleep well that night and had nightmares the whole night.

"Dad, Mom..." the girl called softly in her sleep.

Mo Xinglan, who had not slept to begin with, slowly opened his eyes after hearing this and looked at her in confusion.

Talking in your sleep?

"Dad, Mom, my daughter... I am so unfilial, oooh... I miss you and want to go home..." Along with the soft talk in her dream, tears slid down Chujiu's fair little face like pearls, fell on her lapel, and merged with the clothes.

"..."

Oh, it’s exposed.

He guessed correctly, she was lying to him!

*

The sky outside the cave gradually brightened. Chujiu slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little lost.

Familiar cave, familiar people, familiar fruit.

These are all true!!!

"woke up."

Two chilling and sarcastic words pierced her ears, causing her to shiver as she was already feeling a little cold.

She turned her head and saw that the person who was speaking was right next to her.

What's wrong with this man?

Did she do or say something wrong again? Why did she feel like he wanted to kill her again?

Ah! When will I be able to leave this person?

The instinctive desire to survive made her move back: "Yes, yes, are you...hungry? How about I go out and find something to eat?"

She decided that it would be better to get away from this person as soon as possible. She wanted to leave this place, leave this moody person.

Whatever progress you make with him, let's put it aside for now. As long as you are alive, it is the truth.

Seeing that she looked so scared that she wanted to run away, Mo Xinglan sneered, "Miss Chu, can you tell me what your parents mean?"

"?!"

He, he he he, how did he know? When? Damn it!

"What? Is this question difficult to answer? Do you need Miss Chu to think about it for so long?" He slowly stood up.

"You, I...you, what are you talking about? Don't, don't say something I can't understand, okay?" She smiled pretending not to understand.

Seeing him stand up, she immediately stood up as well and moved out of the cave step by step.

She thought to herself that he was injured and had difficulty moving, so if she ran faster, the chances of escaping would be great.

It was still raining outside the cave, but the sound of the rain was not as loud as yesterday.

"Miss Chu, did you not understand or forgot? Why don't you let me help you think about it?"

He walked towards her step by step, smiling but not at all, and his tone became colder and colder.

"!"

Sensing danger, she turned around and ran without saying a word.

"..."

Unfortunately, she didn't know that even if Mo Xinglan was injured, she still couldn't escape.

In just a moment, he was caught by Mo Xinglan.

She was pushed against the wall again, and the dagger from before appeared out of thin air in his hand, pressed against her neck.

"Aiya! Hiss~"

She cried out in pain.

The next second, he looked at the cold blade and shouted, "No, no, no, don't be impulsive. Calm down, calm down, and talk it over."

As she said this, she could feel her voice trembling with fear.

"Miss Chu, have you remembered anything?" Mo Xinglan supported the stone wall with his left hand and put the dagger against Chu Jiu's neck with his right hand.

He didn't want to act with her anymore.

Although his face was pale and there were beads of cold sweat on his forehead, he definitely didn't look like someone who was easy to mess with at the moment.

"I, I, think about it carefully. You, don't be impulsive. You are injured. Calm down, calm down..." She also wanted to tell the truth, but the key point was that she didn't know whether telling the truth would end in mission failure.

Mo Xinglan is holding a knife to her neck, and the system is watching her. What should she do?

Oh my God, why did she have to endure this?

He snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Chu was just thinking that I was injured and should not be able to catch up with you. So, do you think you can escape?"