Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

"What do you mean?"

Wen Baixu was stunned and looked at him blankly.

Bei Ming turned his head, looked at him coldly, and said: "He has never been the one I know, but a big devil who brings disaster to the world"

"Demon? Not really..."

A disbelieving gaze quietly drifted to the door, as if looking through the door panel to the outside of the house.

"Not really? Do you remember the time I just mentioned when I was injured and unconscious?"

Wen Baixu nodded without saying anything.

"It was that time. The devil had already planned it out. He used the technique of splitting his body to lure him in, but in fact he still transformed into a human..."

"The golden cicada escapes from its shell?"

Bei Ming nodded and lowered his eyes, as if he was annoyed at why he fell into such a trap.

"Then how did you know..."

"You can tell from his memory... and his evasive eyes."

"Hey~ You actually read other people's memories, you are really disrespectful to your teacher..."

Bei Ming glanced at him, then turned his head away and stopped talking.

"So what do you want to do?"

Wen Baixu looked up and down at Bei Ming, who looked a bit like a wilted chicken.

Bei Ming stared at a small gadget on the bed in a daze.

"Hello~"

Until Wen Baixu shouted at him in a very loud voice

This pulled him out of his vague memories.

"I think your current state is not only about hating him, but also about loving him."

"I...I didn't. I hate liars the most, especially people like him..."

Wen Baixu nodded in agreement, but immediately said, "Then I'll wait and see. It would be best if I could see you being ruthless and cruel, but..."

Wen Baixu was halfway through his words when he immediately pulled his chin and threw the pill in his hand.

"What are you doing? What did you give me to eat?"

Bei Ming was horrified, and he reached into his throat to take out the small pill.

Seeing this, the boy laughed so hard that he fell backwards and patted his legs.

"poison....."

Wen Baixu stood up with a smile, nodded his head mysteriously, and walked out the door.

"You... If I hadn't been considering my senior brother's face, I would have killed you long ago..."

Wen Baixu turned around and shook his finger, saying proudly

"Then you should wait until you are better before you talk big. Also... don't forget the oath you made... If I see you forgive him, then you... will have to prepare for the ultimate punishment."

"What ultimate punishment..."

Bei Ming leaned weakly on the pillow, looking towards the door...

"Master..."

With a cry of surprise, the person lying on the bed sat up completely, his head covered in sweat, and his eyes full of fear.

"My Lord..."

In the darkness, a soft, boneless hand silently reached out to his shoulder.

"Don't touch me..."

A sharp shout interrupted the hand that was originally reaching out to him.

"My Lord, I will take my leave..."

A female voice slowly spoke out in the darkness, and the original time slowly retreated into the darkness.

"Hehe~ Wait a minute"

"Yes, my lord."

The female voice paused for a moment, then spoke softly.

"Recently... has there been any unusual movement within the clan?"

"I don't know yet, Elder Qingyu didn't say anything else... But I can go and investigate..."

The air was silent for a few seconds after the woman's voice stopped.

"Then go contact Qingyu, but don't disturb either side, do it quietly..."

"Yes, my Lord, but..."

The woman's voice paused slightly, and was accompanied by a hint of doubt.

In the darkness, a hand gently raised

"I know what you want to ask, but now is not the time to explain it clearly. I still have some things to do personally. This may be... dangerous, but... it's worth it for him."

As soon as the voice stopped, I heard the sound of bones moving in the darkness.

The person on the bed was a little confused, turned his head slightly, and a calm voice sounded

"Why, do you doubt what I said or..."

"I have never...I dare not."

A woman's low voice sounded in the darkness. Her long hair fell slightly to her waist. She lowered her head, and it was hard to tell what her expression was.

"Go ahead, don't come to see me for the time being, I'm afraid he will get suspicious..."

The man's words echoed in the air. The woman in the dark looked as if she was about to stare out of her eyes, perhaps because of the moonlight.

"Anything else?"

Seeing no movement, the man asked softly

The woman in the darkness came to her senses in an instant, and quickly shook her head and said, "I'll take my leave..."

With a click, the room returned to silence again. At this moment, the huge moon in the sky outside the house shone through the clouds that were gradually moving away and shone into the lonely little house...

The next day, the bright sunshine penetrated the window of the house, and the calls of kingfishers broke the tranquility of the early morning.

With a creaky sound, the door was pushed open from the outside and a small figure walked in from outside. He closed the door with one hand and held something in the other hand.

After a while, the sound of clattering was heard from outside the room to the inner room. Only the sound of something falling to the ground was heard, but the person on the bed seemed not to hear it and still did not get up.

The person standing by the table walked slowly to the bedside, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the sweaty face and frowning brows of the person on the bed. Just as he stretched out his hand, he saw the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, stood up suddenly as if frightened, and kept gasping for breath.

Seeing this, the young man knew that he must have had a nightmare. He sat down on the bed, raised a corner of his sleeve, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said,

"What kind of dream did you have? There was such a big commotion, and you didn't even know I came in. If you keep doing this, sooner or later..."

Before Wen Baixu could finish his words, he was suddenly held by him. Bei Ming stared at him with fear.

"I...I dreamed of him...I pierced him with my sword, he was spitting blood, his face was full of despair..."

"Isn't this obvious?"

Wen Baixu raised his head and looked at the sweaty person on the bed.

"What do you mean?"

Bei Ming slowly recovered his breath and leaned against the pillow, looking puzzled.

Wen Baixu looked at him and knew what he was thinking.

"Your mind is as clear as a mirror, why do you need me to point it out? Otherwise, you wouldn't have had this dream."

Wen Baixu said as he poked his hand into his heart and looked at him sincerely.

"This... this is just a dream, and it doesn't mean anything."

Wen Baixu opened his mouth and was about to say something, but then he remembered his mission. He pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, smiled mysteriously, and said nothing.

She walked straight to the table, picked up the porridge, walked back, gently scooped up a spoonful, blew it on the edge of her mouth, and then handed it to his mouth. Looking at his puzzled eyes and tightly closed mouth, she moved the spoon closer to his mouth and said:

"Ah, good boy..."

Bei Ming rolled his eyes when he heard this, and just as he was about to say something, he heard the young man slowly withdraw his hand.

"Let's make a bet and see how long he can hold out before he tells the truth."