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

"Didn't this person say he was coming... Oops"

A painful voice sounded from behind Wen Baixu.

"Say less. Next time I'll give you a more gentle tap on the head. And do you think it's appropriate to say this now?"

Ling Yun whispered in his ear while looking at the solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Xiao Mianmian, this is that woman, right? She should be the mastermind behind this."

Wen Baixu asked softly in his mind in the room where one could hear a pin drop, and the correct answer immediately rang in his mind.

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“I have a question, can I ask you a question?”

[Yes, please speak]

Wen Baixu pinched his chin with his hand, loosened it at the right time, stared at the door and said: "But the point is that the stories you two told are completely different. One of you must be lying, either you or her."

[Who do you think it is?]

The mechanical sound in my mind slowly sounded, without any hint of fear.

"First of all, in her story, 'she' is a person who fled here but had other purposes, and they are good people whose kindness caused their families to suffer. They are victims. In your story, 'she' is a poor person who was deceived and suffered a lot. Her family was killed by them, and she was also killed. She is a complete victim, and they are the perpetrators. These are two completely opposite stories. Secondly, she..."

Wen Baixu pointed at the person huddled in the corner and continued in his mind: "Secondly, she was so panicked when she saw that woman's face. Does that mean she killed that person? Then, is the person outside just now the one I'm talking about..."

【beep!】

A harsh sound rang in Wen Baixu's ears. He couldn't help but cover his ears and squat down. Seeing this, Jiang Zifang hurried forward and helped him up, constantly caring about him.

"What's wrong? I didn't say anything."

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"Fuck~ What did I say? And you should tell me where I was wrong. Isn't she..."

Wen Baixu stood up suddenly, pointed at the woman by the wall and said loudly

"Who is she? Ah Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Yun stood still and looked at the woman in the corner for a while, unable to react.

"I...I don't have anything."

For a moment, Wen Baixu stretched out his hand, but when he saw Ling Yun's face, he immediately lost his temper and lowered it, and he sat down.

"Don't worry about him. He might just be suffering from temporary 'Alzheimer's', just like Bei Ming said. But I have to remind you that the deadline is only four days away."

The little fellow spoke slowly, sitting down beside the bed and stroking the silk on the bed with one hand, but with a look of disgust on his face.

"Fuck, so fast, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Jiang Zifang, who was sitting next to him, had a very fiery temper. He jumped in front of the little fellow immediately and was about to extend his hand when Lianyi said, "Intentionally? Why would I do that? Why do you think I would deliberately embarrass myself in this godforsaken place to play house with you guys? Ah..."

Lian Yi didn't know which sentence had ignited her. She glared at Jiang Zifang with her cheeks puffed out and yelled at him, leaving him stunned.

"Little Madam... Senior Sister, please be patient. Zifang didn't mean it. He was just a little anxious. Please don't take it personally."

As he spoke, he looked at the ripples on the bed with an apologetic look on his face.

The person sitting inside looked at the person in front of him thoughtfully, and said in a light voice:

"Tonight, Wen Baixu and I will go meet that woman. Yuan Sui and Jiang Zifang will stay behind, and Hun Dun Lingyun will pick us up."

"what about me"

Lianyi turned her head to look inside the bed, and the person on the bed looked at her with a playful expression, and said word by word: "Then do you want to go?"

Lian Yi thought about it and shook her head quickly.

Min Nanfeng then looked at Min Yuan who was puzzled but didn't dare to say anything and said, "Stay well and don't forget what I told you."

Min Yuansui seemed to remember something and nodded.

Wen Baixu looked at the interaction between the two brothers and said nothing. He just pointed at himself and asked, "Why didn't you pick me?"

“It’s just handy.”

Min Nanfeng spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something very trivial...

As night fell, the mist slowly stained the sky with a mysterious gray-brown. The wings of crows flew through the mist, casting trembling shadows. Their cries were particularly harsh in the silent air, echoing in the dark streets, as if they were telling some unknown secret.

In the past, at this time of the day, the fog had dissipated, the ghost market was brightly lit, and the sounds of people were bustling. The cries of vendors, the laughter of children, and the sounds of various strange vendors intertwined into a lively symphony of the market. However, tonight, the streets were empty and deserted, with only a few lanterns that flickered in the wind and made a faint "puffing" sound.

There was an unusual sense of oppression in the air. Even the cat that often shuttled through the night curled up in the corner, its dim pupils reflecting a little bit of uncertain light. In the distance, a figure quietly passed by, bringing a series of tiny footsteps, but quickly disappeared in the thick fog, making people feel like they were being spied on.

The sound of wood hitting the ground was like someone tapping the ground with a cane.

"Keep your voice down and don't come here again..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a bright light floating towards the sound.

"Ahhhhh~ Don't come over here"

Wen Baixu's voice soared into the sky, like a frightened child, but although he was frightened, he was no longer a child.

"Hey... okay... hey"

Min Nanfeng, who was standing aside, looked at him speechlessly, pointed at the old man under the light in front of him and said, "Look carefully, he is the housekeeper who brought us in that day."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Baixu, who had been dancing with joy, finally calmed down. He looked unremarkably calm, as if the person just now was not him.

"Where do you two want to go?"

"Of course I have to find someone in charge of your house to discuss the marriage."

Min Nanfeng looked calmly at the housekeeper standing in front of him.

"Then please."

After saying this, the butler standing in front of him turned sideways, holding the lantern in his hand and stretched it forward.

The two looked at each other and walked forward, but they didn't seem to notice that the moment they walked past, a trace of red appeared at the corner of the butler's mouth.

'Dang Dang Dang'

The housekeeper reached out and knocked on the door. The metal knocker made a crisp sound, and a low pressure sound came from the room.

"come in"