"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

This is the first time Mo Chi has walked out of the room he lives in since he came to Cold Blood Sect. Outside the house is a winding corridor, with lanterns hanging at intervals, and the orange halo shines through the thin lantern paper. , cast a circle of warm light on the ground, and the white mist floated up and down on the left and right, making it hazy.

When the guard outside the door saw Mo Chi coming out, he knelt down and saluted him: "Mr. Mo."

Mo Chi looked at the person in front of him and thought for a while: "Do you know where your leader is now?" Although he already had a map of the entire Cold Blood Mountain in his mind, he didn't know it now, so he asked road.

The two kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and one of them said, "Master Hui, at this time, the leader should be where he lives, Hanyun Pavilion."

"Thank you." Mo Chi looked at the person in front of him and thanked him, then raised his foot.

"My lord," the two stood up and looked at him, "I will show you the way."

"No need," Mo Chi looked at the two and said with a smile, "You two just need to tell me how to get there, and I'll go there by myself."

"Yes."

The guard pointed the way, Mo Chi nodded his thanks again, and then walked towards the place the two said. After his figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor, the little maid in the house came out of the room in a hurry , holding a black cloak in his arms.

"Where's Mr. Mo?"

The little maid looked at the two guards in front of her.

"Miss Ziyan," the guard looked at her anxious face and looked puzzled, but he still said, "Young master has gone to Hanyunxuan."

When Lu Ziyan heard this, her face turned pale, then she gritted her teeth and raised her legs to follow.

Cold Blood Mountain at night in late autumn, like being soaked in a milk jug, the vision becomes blurred three meters away, the hem of the clothes passed through the mist, soaked in water vapor, Mo Chi squinted his eyes, standing in the garden Outside, try to discern your current position.

[Go straight, turn left. 】The system's voice suddenly appeared, and Mo Chi was overjoyed: "Father Tong."

He raised his foot and followed the system's instructions to walk forward, while chatting with the other party in his heart.

"By the way, Father Tong, Yunchu is not feeling well, do you know why?" Mo Chi asked.

【Poisoning. 】The system's voice was icy, and in line with the cold wind in the mountains at night, Mo Chi stopped in his tracks.

"How could it be..." Mo Chi was puzzled. As the master of a sect, and his martial arts were strong, who would dare to poison him?

【You. 】As if knowing what he was thinking, the system opened its mouth again. Two short words, without any weight, exploded in Mo Chi's ear like a thunderbolt.

"Father Tong...what are you talking about..." Mo Chi opened his mouth, his voice full of disbelief, Yun Chu was his life, even if he hurt himself, he would not be willing to lose a single hair of the other party, to poison him... He How can it be?

"Is it me from before?" Mo Chi grasped the key point, and couldn't wait to ask for confirmation.

[Silly son. ] The system said that in a trance, Mo Chi seemed to hear the other party's sigh, which was as light as the mist lingering around him at the moment, and it dissipated as soon as the wind blew.

[Yun Chu was taken away by Mo Yanlan when he was seven years old, and spent two years with poison day and night, you don't know this. 】

"I know..." Mo Chi nodded.

[When he escaped from the Martial Arts League, the poison had penetrated into the internal organs and flowed to the whole body with the blood. In short, he had become the poisonous person Mo Yanlan wanted... He was full of poison, That's why he wears the gloves specially made for him by the alpaca all day long, and refuses to contact anyone...]

Following the system's words, Mo Chi remembered some of the previous events, the information he had read, and how the two of them almost ran into each other several times, and the other party avoided it.

How did you forget it?Mo Chi asked himself in his heart, maybe it was because he was happy to see Yunchu again, or maybe it was because he came early in this life, and the things that hurt Yunchu and made Yunchu sad haven't happened yet, so he got carried away with complacency ...

[Food that is normal to ordinary people is extremely poisonous to him. The poison has made him what he is now, but without it, he will die. 】

[This is why Yunchu refuses to eat with you every time, and also refuses to touch you. 】

The words of the system rang in his ears one after another, Mo Chi could no longer speak a word, his whole body froze in place, the expression on his face was blank, the system seemed to think that this was not enough, and coolly made up for it One sentence: [But even so, when you handed him the teacup, he still took it. 】

He recalled the teacup placed in front of the other party in the evening, the Adam's apple rolling up and down when the other party drank tea, and the pale lip color when the other party left, it was not his illusion...

What was Yun Chu thinking at that time?Do you think he did it on purpose?In what mood did he drink that cup of tea?Will you be disappointed in him?

Mo Chi didn't dare to think about what kind of mistake he made invisibly...

【somebody is coming. ] The system reminded him, and then he stopped talking. Mo Chi just stood there quietly, with his head lowered, letting the mist wrap around him little by little. Small drops of water.

When Lu Ziyan caught up, she saw such a scene. The man in the moonlight brocade robe stood motionless like a statue, almost blending into the surrounding fog.

"My lord!" Lu Ziyan quickly stepped forward with the cloak in her hand, her expression changed when she saw the man's blue lips from being passive, and she hurriedly put the cloak in her hand on.

"You walk so fast, the slaves almost couldn't catch up with you. The leader said that it's cold on the mountain. If you go out, you must wear thick clothes. The injuries on your body haven't healed yet. Now it's healed. The clothes are soaked. If If you have a cold, the leader will worry about you..." Lu Ziyan quickly fastened the buttons on the cloak while rambling.

Hearing her twittering, Mo Chi seemed to come back to his senses, and blinked slowly. On the long eyelashes, tiny water droplets slid down under the pull of gravity, and rolled down from the corner of his eyes, like a drop of water. tears.

"Master..." Lu Ziyan looked at the water stains in the corner of his eyes, and said cautiously in her voice, "You cried..."

"No." Mo Chi's voice was low and hoarse, he raised his head to look at the little girl in front of him, his eyes were a little red.

Obviously crying, Lu Ziyan looked into the other person's eyes and complained in her heart, but she was considerate and didn't ask further, she just said: "Aren't you going to find the leader? The slave will take you there."

"No need," Mo Chi slowly shook his head, turned and walked back, "Let's go back."

"Ah... okay..." Lu Ziyan heard the man's deep voice, she didn't understand the emotions contained in it, she just felt that the man was very sad now.