[Quick Travel] How can I not be stabbed

Zhou Chenxuan was wearing a white prison uniform, standing on the edge of the cliff.His hands and feet were wearing a pair of shackles, his face was pale and his lips were chapped, but his expression was unexpectedly calm.

He knew what was waiting for him next, but he wasn't afraid at all, as if he just went to another place next.

But Li Xingyao, who was standing fifty steps away from him, felt so heavy.

He held the latest model of revolver in his hand, but felt that he weighed a thousand pounds, and soon, he would use this western pistol to end the life of the person he loved most.

Maybe, that's not called love, he can't give up his belief for him.

Is that really faith?Forcing people to choose between everyone and Xiaojia.

choose?At this moment, doesn't he have no choice?

He gripped the gun tightly again.

The time for execution had already arrived. He loaded the gun, but he still couldn't pull the trigger.

"Moon, what are you hesitating about? Don't keep the Minister waiting too long."

"Moon, this traitor, can't you do it yet?!"

"Moon! Follow orders!"

"boom!!!"

Li Xingyao watched in disbelief as the bullet fired by his pistol flew towards the person standing on the edge of the cliff at an extreme speed. Almost at the same time, blood spattered on his chest.

Brilliant colors bloom in front of my eyes.At this moment, it seemed that there were only gray and white colors left in the world, and the dazzling bright red in front of him.

"Xiao Xuan——!!!"

He almost scrambled to the edge of the cliff, lay down on the ground and leaned over to look, only in time to grab the white corner of his clothes, and watched the thin figure fall into the choppy river water on his back, only Leave yourself a look of no nostalgia.

From then on, his world was only black and white, without color.

"Have you heard? It's a pity for the young master of the Zhou family."

"Yes, what kind of world are you talking about these days? Good people are wronged, but bad people are rampant."

"What can I do? The government is controlled by those people, and they don't focus on fighting the Japanese. They spend all day trying to eliminate dissidents. The country is worrying!"

"Yes!"

A few men in coarse linen clothes were talking while carrying their own fishing tools and gradually went away.And behind them, a crooked figure suddenly appeared.

This person was not dressed much better than them, and what was even more strange was that his face was obviously very young, he was only in his 20s, but his hair was all white.

There has always been a saying in Jidi that young and white people either get retribution for doing too many bad things, or their family suffers a huge change overnight.

As for this young man, he probably has both.

Li Xingyao, who came from the modern world, had left this bastard's body at this time, and continued to survive in this era in the form of a spirit body.

And it is precisely because he has become a bystander that he can more deeply understand the man's remorse and life is worse than death at the moment.

The man, who seemed to be out just to do some shopping, staggered out of the alley and onto the street.The small stall owners seem to know him, and they are not very willing to do business with him.

He was not annoyed, and endured all this silently.

After buying what he should have, he continued to stagger back.

Li Xingyao saw that he finally walked into a house that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. Half of the plaque on it had fallen off, but he could vaguely read the three words on it, "Zhou Mansion".

He understood immediately.

The man has been living here since Zhou Chenxuan's death and Zhou Ziyan disappeared, guarding the house for them.

This place is no longer prosperous, and the yard is full of untended weeds, which are already half the height of a person.The stone tables and benches were all crooked or broken and fell to the ground.The man walked through the barriers and entered the house as if no one else was there.

Li Xingyao didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't follow up.

After a while, sure enough, I heard suppressed crying from inside. At first, it was only intermittent, but gradually, the sound became louder.The cuckoo's cry of blood is probably nothing more than that.

It seems that this is the source of the rumors that this mansion is haunted these days.

Li Xingyao snorted coldly, people don't know how to cherish when they are alive, and who should show such an affectionate face when they are dead?

He is really disdainful.

But thinking about it this way, he felt a little pain in his heart.He thought, this is probably really the concern between the past life and the present life.

He looked in through the window covered with a thin layer of paper, and saw a man writing in a diary by the dim light.

It was the diary I found in the drawer on the third floor!

Sure enough, he wrote it.

With his good vision when he was a spirit body, he saw in the diary that it read, "In the 19th year of the Republic of China, winter. This is the third month after he left. The Japanese army is in full swing, and Jidi is about to fall. At this time, people began to miss the days when Commander Zhou guarded the north. Xiaoxuan, where are you? Are you still angry with me?"

He is not angry with you, he hates you.

"They haven't found your body. Can I think you're still alive? It's just that you don't want to see me. Forget it, take this as my punishment, punish me to die alone and die in pain. Maybe, I'm dead , you will come to pick me up?"

snort!Think beautifully!He didn't enter reincarnation at all!

I don't know why, when Li Xingyao thought of this, his heart hurt even more, as if he was torn in half by life.I just wandered here for a few months, and I felt like I was going crazy, but Zhou Chenxuan, he has been wandering for more than 90 years.Even if there wasn't much hatred in the first place, in this endless despair, it should be transformed into a monstrous hatred, right?

However, he still had no intention of harming himself.

On the other hand, what have you done?Suspicion, misunderstanding, if he didn't inexplicably travel to this era, would he still listen to Huang Yanyan, lead him into a trap, and watch him disappear?

Thinking of this, Li Xingyao wanted to slap himself several times.

However, there is still a chance to make up for it now, isn't it?Li Xingyao now deeply wants to go back to his own world, but no matter how hard he tries, he seems to be rooted in this era, and he can't get out no matter what.

He had a vague premonition that he would probably not be able to return until Li Xingyao in this world died.

He didn't care about that, he wanted to see how he ended up anyway.

I just don't know what the time ratio between the two worlds is. Don't go back by myself, and my relatives and classmates will be gone.

But his worry will not be realized, because if that is the case, there will be no play.

At this time, Zhou Chenxuan was leisurely looking at the image here with Baihu.