"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

On a quiet summer night, in the pavilion on the mountain behind the Demon Cult, Mo Chi looked at the man in the silver mask in front of him, and listened to what the other said to him, his expression became a little dazed, but the man continued to say With those words that enamored him.

After Mo Chi listened, he stared at those beautiful and cold eyes, and agreed without a moment's hesitation. What a great opportunity to come to your door...

So the two got together like this, and there was a lot of opposition in the church, all of which were suppressed by Yun Chu. Regardless of everyone's objections, he took Mo Chi in and out of the secret places in the church, even when dealing with documents. He didn't have any scruples because the other party was there, Mo Chi looked at the other party, not showing it on the face, but in his heart he was laughing coldly at him for being blinded by love.

After the two got together, many things became different, but the only thing that remained the same was that Yun Chu always kept a certain distance from him and the mask on his face that he was unwilling to take off no matter what.

Mo Chi was puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just asked curiously when the two of them toasted for a drink. He thought that the other party would avoid his question like before, but he didn't expect the other party to ask and answer. , So, he knew some past events of the other party.

It turned out that I didn't want to have close contact with him because he was covered in poison. Even a simple touch could easily kill a person. Wearing a mask was because he was too ugly. Fear of frightening others.

Mo Chi laughed that he was like a twitchy little girl who still cared about his appearance. Yun Chu just laughed when he heard what he said, and didn't make a sound to refute. Opening his mouth slowly, he told a story that had been kept in a corner for a long time.

There are two protagonists in the story, one is the proud son of heaven and lives a carefree life, the other lives at the bottom of the food chain and can only hide in dilapidated temples, eat food discarded by others, and sometimes Fighting for food with a stray dog, two people who had never met before, but met because of a poisoned steamed bun.

The little wandering beggar was valued and taken to a place where the sun was out of sight because of his special physical constitution. He was tortured day and night, and the other party wanted to turn him into a poisonous person.

He was small, with great disparity in strength, and couldn't escape, so he could only be forced to endure those bone-piercing pains, wishing countless times in his heart that he could sleep without waking up.

In the darkened dungeon, he didn't know how long time had passed, all he knew was that just when he couldn't hold on anymore, he met the person who changed his life.

The little boy was wearing clean and delicate clothes, with a clean face and clean and beautiful features. A pair of big black eyes blinked and blinked at him who was soaked in the blood jar, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

The little boy asked him why he was sitting in the jar, and praised him for his good looks, but red was not suitable for him, and white suits him best.

Even if he couldn't see his current appearance, Yunchu knew that he must be neither human nor ghost, but the other party would say that he was good-looking, Yunchu didn't know how he felt in his heart, he just felt that he was frozen by the ice The heart began to show signs of unblocking. On that day, the little boy stayed with him for a long time and talked to him a lot. He didn't leave until a voice calling him came from outside.

Before leaving, the little boy gave him the candied haws in his hand, and told him to wait for him. After he went out, he asked his father to find him, and then took him to buy candied haws and nice clothes.Yun Chu remembered that he nodded. He watched the boy's small figure disappear outside the rusty iron gate, and looked forward to the next time the two met. It's a pity that they didn't see each other again until he escaped... …

"And then?" Mo Chi asked when the story came to an abrupt end.

Yun Chu sat opposite him, under the dim candlelight, Mo Chi saw his warm eyes, and his lips that were moistened with wine, as tender as flower petals.

"Then...they met again after 16 years." Yun Chu said, Mo Chi watched him raise his hand, took off the mask on his face, and a face more beautiful than imagined appeared in front of him In front of him, the amazement was ruined by the palm-sized red mark on his forehead.

Yun Chu's words are clear enough, Mo Chi only needs to think about it for a while, and then contact him. When he was seven years old, he suddenly had a high fever and fell into a coma. After waking up, he forgot many things. He only remembered that he had been looking for something in the villa during that time. He understood , the other protagonist in the other party's mouth is himself.

After Yunchu told this story, the relationship between the two became closer. Every day with the one he loves is such a happiness. He even began to plan in his heart to leave everything in the Demon Cult behind. , and retreated to the mountains and forests with Mo Chi, and saw the most beautiful mountains and rivers in the world.

It's just that he hasn't told Mo Chi about this idea yet, and Mo Chi said it first.

In front of the mountain gate, Mo Chi looked at the man in white clothes with a reluctant expression in front of him, and said, "Yunchu, wait for me to come back."

Yun Chu looked at him and nodded. The two agreed on a seven-day period, but they didn't expect that when the seven-day time came, there would be only a dark crowd waiting for Yun Chu to come.

All the well-known people in the world who can scream and can't scream all hold weapons, and look at him with hatred in their eyes.

Yunchu saw the middle-aged man in the lead, the chief culprit who made his life worse than death. The facial features of the man who had been eaten away by the years were somewhat similar to the person he put on the top of his heart, and he was also the same as the person standing The man next to him is somewhat similar.

Yun Chu couldn't believe that he had waited for Mo Chi for seven days, but what he was waiting for was the other party's betrayal. He questioned, but the man standing opposite him pulled out his long sword with a "clang", and pointed the sharp point at him. Looking at him, the face that was always smiling and gentle in the past was now indifferent, and there was no trace of warmth in the eyes looking at him.

It wasn't until he was outnumbered and forced to the edge of the cliff in the back mountain that Yunchu finally gave up. It turned out that the other party had never liked him, and everything was his wishful thinking. From the beginning to the end, what the man thought about was how to want killed him.

The scarlet warm blood dripped on the ground, corroding the green grass one by one. Yun Chu looked at the group of decent people who were obviously afraid of death but still full of benevolence and morality. Zhang Zhang's disgusting face slid across, and when he saw the former martial arts leader hiding in the crowd and looking greedily at him, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Mo Yanlan, you've worked so hard to get my heart and soul, don't you? Let me tell you, even if I die, I won't let you get what you want!" The man in white clothes that had already been stained red with blood stood on the edge of the cliff, Holding the broken jade flute tightly in his hand, there was a bottomless cliff behind him, but his thin body kept retreating, and he didn't stop until the rocks under his feet rolled down.

Looking at the hypocrite in the crowd with blood-red eyes, he gritted his teeth and said something that others could not understand, then his eyes fell on Mo Chi beside him, his eyes were instantly stained with tears, The expression is sad and mournful.

"Mo Chi, I hate you."

The light and fluttering words disappeared before everyone's eyes along with the bitter cold wind of the mountain stream. His thin and emaciated figure fell into the cliff, and the leader of the demon cult died.