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

"Observation? Where did you observe? Where did you observe it from?"

Wen Baixu looked at Min Nanfeng with puzzled eyes.

Min Nanfeng glanced at him, sighed for a long time, and said softly: "Didn't you smell a faint scent of powder on the first day?"

Wen Baixu was startled, shook his head slowly, and pinched his nose. "No, why do I smell a bad smell?"

"Smell? It must be the smell of powder. Your nose is really..."

Suddenly, there was a "dong dong dong" sound. The two people who were talking shut their mouths instantly and waited for a while before poking their heads out from behind the tree.

The dark shadow in front of the corridor was gradually moving away, as if time had come, slowly disappearing into the distance.

The two of them quietly walked out from behind the tree and looked at the empty corridor. Wen Baixu was about to follow closely when Min Nanfeng grabbed his wrist and held him.

"What are you doing? You've already gone far away, why aren't you chasing after me?"

Wen Baixu twisted his arm and tried to break free, but his hand was like an iron claw, tightly holding his wrist.

"Don't chase a desperate enemy, don't you know? And he smells so bloody."

As he spoke, he fanned his nose with one hand, frowned, and looked into the distance.

"Can....."

"No buts. Sooner or later, the fox will reveal its true colors. At least you have seen his true colors, haven't you?"

"I?"

Min Nanfeng nodded, looked at him mysteriously, and was about to walk back when he heard Wen Baixu calling behind him.

"So what are your plans? Time waits for no one."

Min Nanfeng stood there motionless, turning back to look at the young man.

"I'll listen to you"

The corners of his mouth lifted.

This was the second time the boy saw him smile. It felt unreal. He shook his head and looked at the man in front of him seriously.

"I want you to do something. To be more precise, I want you to ask your brother to..."

The voice gradually faded away, and the night slowly returned to peace...

The next morning, after getting up, they sat at the table to eat. When they were about to leave after finishing their meal, Wen Baixu called Xiao Luobo aside, whispered something in his ear, and pressed his shoulder before he followed the others out.

Everyone called the roll outside the courtyard and came to the tea field. Wen Baixu looked at the people who were getting busy again, then glanced at the empty place, and then lowered his head.

In the afternoon, the scorching sun shone on everyone's backs, making it extremely hot. Everyone was unable to work any more, so they took a break.

Wen Baixu sat down next to Hongmao, looking at the tea fields over there while perfunctorily answering Hongmao's questions.

"Hey~ did you hear what I was saying?"

The red-haired boy's chattering stopped abruptly. He looked at the boy, whose head was motionless, and waved his hand in front of his eyes, then followed his gaze and looked in that direction.

It was not until he saw where Wen Baixu's eyes were that he bumped into him and asked maliciously:

"Want to go? Brother will take you there."

"Then help me see what is in the center of that place."

Wen Baixu pointed to the center of the tea field, although there was no one there.

Red Hair was a little surprised. He had thought that he would say something nice to him because of this matter, but he didn't expect that he would go directly. Ling Yun on the side smiled and patted him. The smile in his eyes was self-evident.

The red-haired man glared at him, looked around, and just as he was about to stand up, he felt the boy grab him and looked at him with a puzzled look.

"You don't want me to go, right?"

The red-haired man didn't know what was wrong. He sniffed and looked at him with a touched expression.

The young man shook his head and pointed at the old man standing aside.

"You... feel good about yourself, but if you want to be scolded, go ahead, I won't stop you."

Wen Baixu let go of his hand, patted his sleeves, turned around and saw a familiar look.

The owner of that look nodded unintentionally.

Wen Baixu shook his head slightly to show that he understood.

In this way, everyone started to get busy again. The day passed quickly and the sun set. After the whistle sounded, everyone stopped their work and walked outside.

Everyone was taken back to the manor again, and each took their things back to their rooms. Wen Baixu took the tired two people to sit in front of the table again, and a little guy came in at the door.

He walked into the room, nodded gently, and looked at the boy, who returned his gaze, picked up the food on the table, and started eating. This time he ate faster than anyone else, and finished in a short while. He said something to everyone, then walked out of the room and went out for a walk.

At night, a dark figure appeared again, this time he came closer, almost running to the door of the room.

As he was pacing at the door, a person suddenly appeared in front of him. The shadow was startled and just as he was about to run away, he saw another person standing behind him.

He was immediately in a state of panic, and just as he was about to run to the side, he heard someone behind him say

"Please...save us, you don't look like a bad person, please save us"

The words were sincere, without a trace of fear.

The black shadow stopped and turned slowly. The moonlight from the corner of the sky slowly shone towards where he was standing.

The moonlight was shining on him, and his dark figure slowly turned into a man dressed elegantly and very gentle.

He looked at them, his mouth opened, but no syllable came out.

"You know what he...she has been doing, right? She uses the essence of others to nourish your body and soul. This includes not only our current batch, but also your people and those who are undergoing other trials..."

Min Nanfeng pointed at him, the man looked down, then looked at him in confusion.

"Do you feel helpless sometimes, as if you are tightly bound by thousands of shackles, and you smell so bad."

The man looked at him for a while before nodding.

"Look, even those of us who don't know magic can see it, let alone others. Even if your wife succeeds, you will all be killed by heaven and earth, and the souls of those killed by your wife will be tortured all day long. It's better..."

"Not as good as what?"

The shadow's low and hoarse voice sounded, and his eyes were fixed on Min Nanfeng.

"Why not...sandwich us in and do one last good deed"

Wen Baixu walked forward and spread out the things in his hand in front of him.

The man looked at the thing in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then picked it up. A look of pain appeared on his face instantly, but he still hardened his heart, held the thing in his hand, nodded, and walked in the opposite direction.

"Do you think he will help us?"

"Who knows, but if he turns against us, then we will be trapped here and die, but who knows?"

The thumping sound rang out again. Wen Baixu curled his lips and glanced at the receding figure before returning to the room.