two little tour base three

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since I stayed in Furong Villa. Ye Wentao lived a comfortable life as a young master. I think the God of Time Traveling treats him well, and so does a rich man.

It's okay to go to the tree with Mo Yu to dig out bird eggs, and make the teacher stare angrily, all kinds of fun.Ye Wentao thought decadently that maybe it would be good to live like this for the rest of his life,

During this month, he knew that Mo Yu was six years old and had suffered from "madness". At six years old, he should be the age when Mo Yu washed Furong Villa with blood. For his understanding of some plots, he really thanked his apprentice Chatting all day.Ye Wentao, Mo Yu's madness, has seen it once before. An innocent child suddenly bit and scratched frantically after suffering a lot, and when he was still a little awake, he suddenly pushed Ye Wentao away and hit his own body randomly. Ye Wentao saw the way his head was struggling to recover.There was struggle, unwillingness and helplessness in those discolored eyes.

Ye Wentao wanted to help him, but couldn't.When Mo Yu fell ill, Ye Wentao's chest also started to hurt, and the pain spread to all his limbs. On Ye Wentao's right chest, there was a mark that was exactly the same as Mo Yu's left chest, but the color was lighter. In the attack, the tendency to spread will not be too large, and it will only extend to the arms.Compared to Mo Yu, Ye Wentao felt that this pain was bearable, and there was no reason why he couldn't bear it.

Although as a villain player for thousands of years, Ye Wentao doesn't have a good impression of the ten evils.Among the ten evils, only Wang Yifeng and Mo Yu really admired him. As for why Ye Wentao insisted on sticking to the villain camp, he couldn't explain it. It was an inexplicable obsession.Many people in the ten evils made him feel ashamed. If it was said that he disdained those psychopaths, Ye Wentao now really hated Xiao Yao'er.

Regardless of who was right or wrong in the past, Ye Wentao only knew that if it wasn't for Xiao Yao'er, Mo Yu and himself wouldn't have become like this.Perhaps compared to becoming the all-powerful villain Gu Shaogu in the future, what Mo Yu wants is just an ordinary life, growing up with his younger brother every day, taking over the business of the villa, marrying a wife and having children and living a stable life for the rest of his life. At that time, neither Mo Yu nor the others knew how far away ordinary happiness was from them.

Only Ye Wentao understands, so the brighter Mo Yu smiles now, the more bitter it looks in his eyes, Mo Yu, Mo Yu, after many years, you can still remember that there is a little devil in Furong Villa who is laughing and joking all the time, the young master Mo Yu what?

This night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and on the third day of the Lantern Festival, Ye Wentao spent two days shopping in the night market looking for food and did not enjoy the lanterns. He heard that it would be very lively tonight, so he rushed to Mo The Yu room is going to drag Mo Yu Xiaocui out.

"elder brother?"

The door was not closed, and it opened with a push, but Mo Yu in the house did not make a sound. Ye Wentao went all the way in, and finally found a big rice dumpling wrapped on the bed. He was amused, and suddenly lifted the quilt to make a joke, but his hands were stunned. ——

Mo Yu curled up on the bed, biting his blue lips, the lips were ruptured and bloodshot, his whole body was trembling, his eyes were closed tightly, his beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of pain.

Ye Wentao frowned, and opened Mo Yu's jacket, and as expected, he saw the imprint on the left chest spread, this time not only the back of the arm, but also the front of the body.When Ye Wentao touched his heart, he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't fall ill, so he had a faint premonition.

"Hmm..." Mo Yu opened his eyes, different from the purple color he usually suffers from illnesses, his pupils are now light blood red, flickering on and off, Ye Wentao hurriedly talked to him: "Brother, what do you think? Call the doctor."

Hearing Ye Wentao's words, Mo Yu shook his head hurriedly, struggled to sit up, and danced wildly with his hands and feet. It was Ye Wentao who helped him to sit still.Mo Yu suddenly tore his clothes, bent his hands into claws and scratched at his chest, leaving glaring bloodstains, so frightened that Ye Wentao quickly grabbed his hand to stop him, but Mo Yu was so strong now, Ye Wen Thao couldn't hold back at all.

Pain is a good medicine for people to wake up. Mo Yu felt the pain in his chest over and over again, trying to recognize the person in front of him... Who is he... By the way, it is Xiaotao, his younger brother, younger brother...

"……Walk……"

Squeezing out a word between his clenched teeth, Mo Yu pushed Ye Wentao away. This was the last conversation between the two of them when they were young.

As expected, Ye Wentao left without looking back. Mo Yu's exposed skin began to turn purple or even black. This is not a common disease. It was the only time in Furong Villa that Mo Yu completely lost his mind and went crazy. He knew what he was going to do now. There is only one thing - escape!

"Father and mother, I'm going to see the lanterns, can you accompany me tonight?"

"Why didn't I see Mo Yu today, haven't you two been together all the time?"

"Brother, brother, he said that he is not feeling well today and wants to sleep."

"Not feeling well? Then call someone to have a look!"

Ye Wentao wanted to beat himself to death, why did he make up such a ridiculous reason!Could the parents leave the sick Mo Yu and go out by themselves?Think about it with your toes, and the Mo family couple are not this kind of people!Ye Wentao was confused when he asked himself, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

"Brother will be fine once he sleeps, parents will just accompany me once!"

"Xiaotao, don't make trouble, Mama Zhang, you take Xiaotao and Xiaocui, it's enough to have Xiaocui as a playmate. Let's go and see Xiaoyu."

Although he hated being coquettish and cute, Ye Wentao thought that there was nothing to be ashamed of acting like a coquettish child, so he tried his best to act, but in the end, only Xiaocui and Zhangma went out with him.

On the last day of viewing the lanterns, the street was really lively, bustling pedestrians, magnificent and gorgeous lantern cars, the river is like a starry sky, floating lanterns and stars competing for beauty, shuttling through the crowd, but Ye Wentao could not feel anything , I couldn't hear Xiaocui's smile, and I couldn't see the bustling street.Looking back at Furong Villa in the distance, I stretched out my hand, but couldn't grab anything.

"Master, the river lantern is here!"

Standing on the embankment to blow the wind, Ye Wentao took the river lantern in a daze, the cold wind made him shiver and tighten his clothes, tsk, when did he become so delicate?

Xiaocui let the river lantern go with excitement, clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, her face flushed red, praying devoutly, and when she opened her eyes, Ye Wentao asked, "Miss Xiaocui, what wish did you make?"

Xiao Cui grinned: "Hee hee, young master, it won't work if you say it."

Ye Wentao sat down on the embankment, and didn't care about Zhang Ma's complaints that the ground was dirty. He fiddled with the river lantern in his hand and said casually, "Miss Xiaocui, tell me about what happened before you came to Mo's house."

"Before you came..." Xiaocui simply sat on the ground and looked up at the sky: "I was born in a small mountain village. I was ransacked by robbers when I was eight years old. Both my parents and younger brother died under the knife. I was taken out and sold to the Human traffickers, ready to sell to a brothel."

Ye Wentao was secretly surprised by Xiao Cui's calm tone, but a 13-year-old girl was as calm as telling someone else's story, as if she hadn't experienced it herself.

Hefeng lifted up the small green silk screen, and Ye Wentao took a closer look at this girl for the first time. There was no confusion in those bright eyes, but longing for the future.

"I thought I was the most unlucky person until Mrs. Master saw me on the side of the road and bought me back to Mo's house." The girl bowed her head shyly and smiled: "Although it's a bit abrupt to say that as a servant of mine. , but in Xiaocui's heart, Mo's family is Xiaocui's home. Xiaocui doesn't marry, and stays in Mo's house to become an old mother and take care of the children of the young masters, a lifetime is enough."

"Ah."

Ye Wentao chuckled, he couldn't imagine how miserable Xiaocui was back then, nor how much hope the Mo family brought her, what would happen after that... Ye Wentao still couldn't imagine, but he knew, The Mo family occupies most of the place in Xiaocui's heart, and it is very important. If this belief collapses overnight, what will happen to a little girl after two big ups and downs, he really doesn't know.

Put the river lantern into the water, push it lightly and it will go with the waves, Xiaocui leans her head: "What wish did the young master make?"

Ye Wentao returned the original words: "It won't work if you say it." Xiaocui stuck out her tongue knowing she was wrong, isn't she curious?

Ye Wentao didn't make any wishes. It stands to reason that he should wish that he would return to modern times as soon as possible, but the moment he put down the river lantern, he might not make any wishes.

Those who should come will always come, and those who don't come will never come.

On the branch of the moon, the three of Ye Wentao returned to Zhuangzi, and there was still a hundred meters away. Zhang Ma pinched her nose and fanned: "Oh, where is the smell coming from? There are no butchers around here!"

Ye Wentao's heart tightened—the smell of blood.

The door of the manor was ajar, and the moment he opened the door, Ye Wentao clearly heard his own heartbeat and the scream of Xiaocui and Zhang's mother.

The bookboy Mo Xiao, the cook Uncle Wang, the nurse who often catches him and sneaks away, ah, the beautiful maid Meier over there who often watches Mo Yu stealing bird eggs under the tree and begs his grandpa to tell his grandson in fright, Are you going to get married this year?Who are you going to marry?Ah, to marry the young schoolteacher, sir?Oh, isn't the one lying on the stone mill over there Mr....

Hehe...they were all lying down...ah, there was one standing upright, stuck to the tree, as if about to be rubbed against the tree forcibly, its eyes widened in horror, bloody and torn apart...

Ye Wentao walked step by step, slowly walking from the front yard, the soles of his shoes stepped on a pool of blood and spattered, and the hem of his clothes was dyed coquettishly.He obviously tried not to get acquainted with these people this month, but now he found that the faces were so familiar that he could even remember the stable boy who was usually a taciturn man.No pair of eyes closed...

In Mo Yu's room, beside the bed were his father and mother who were in their current body. His mother's larynx had been cut off, and there was a big mouthful of blood on the side of his father's mouth. In the eyes of the two elders, there was something not frightened, but puzzled...

Ye Wentao knelt down, closed his eyelids for the two elders, and knocked his head on the ground three times.

"rest in peace."

I occupy the body of your son, and you treat me as a relative. You have given me this home, Ye Wentao, and everything Mo Tao has now is given by you.Although we have only known each other for a month or two, you can afford these three heads!

When I came to the front hall, there were still dead bodies everywhere, and some people still kept the smiles from the previous moment on their faces, so it didn't feel like they came and went so quickly, right?That is still happy.Ye Wentao picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that was overturned on the ground, and swallowed it one by one. I may never take the initiative to touch osmanthus cake again in my life.

The killing was really clean, and half of them were left alive.

Ye Wentao dragged Xiaocui out of the front yard with difficulty.Why don't you care about Mama Zhang?Because Zhang Ma didn't faint, but because she was too frightened and couldn't bear it, she also went.

The Furong Mountain Villa in the past, today's blood flowed like a river, and no one could bear it.

I don't know if Mo Yu was sober when he escaped from the villa, and if so, what did he think?

The body of a five-year-old is really annoying, even a weak 13-year-old girl can't bear it.Ye Wentao dragged Xiao Cui to the corner of the door, and sat down by himself, gasping for breath, his mind was empty and his face was a little wet.

It's raining?No.

Ye Wentao wiped his face, Ma Dan, why would labor and capital cry, you are an unworthy shell, since you can't bear to part with these people, how could you be pierced by my soul and robbed your body in the first place?

Hugging his knees, Ye Wentao sat at the door all night, Xiao Cui still didn't wake up, when a young man who delivered food came over at dawn, Ye Wentao heard a scream and a bang, the man seemed to be rolling and crawling Ran.Later, two or two people came here in twos and threes. The brighter the sky, the more people there were. Ye Wentao, who had been awake all night, began to feel confused. The chest that had been tearing his body in pain since watching the lantern seemed to have stopped. Ye Wentao couldn't hold on to this cessation. up...

In a daze, I only heard someone shout: "Look, people from the Haoqi League!"

Tsk, I have been a villain for 1 years, but the first person I met was a noble person.This is Ye Wentao's powerless complaint before he fainted.