If you don't count, you will die

The corner of Shen Mo's lips curled slightly: "You finally admitted it."

After speaking, he passed out. He had repeatedly tried to be absorbed in the past, and then suffered a backlash. His body had already been exhausted. It is not abnormal to faint at this time.

Lin Mu carried him back to the bed, took off his shoes and covered him with the quilt, then sat beside him, stretched out his hand to hold Shen Mo's hand, wrapped it gently without daring to use force, and finally, slowly lifted the back of Mo Mo's hand He leaned to his lips and kissed lightly.

After seeing Shen Mo breathing slowly and steadily, Lin Mu went out, and he planned to go to Yuezhulou to bring back some food for Shen Mo.

After Lin Mu left, the Hall of Peeping Ji became quiet. After a while, the door slammed softly, and a man in a blue robe came in. The face of a man with a peerless face is the man in the blue robe who slaughtered Huaishu Village and then killed the monster maid!

I saw the man walking to the side of Shen Mo's bed, slowly drawing the sword, the sword light flashed on Shen Mo's eyes, he frowned slightly, woke up, opened a pair of blood red eyes, and asked: "Who is it?"

The blue-robed man narrowed his eyes, and returned the half-drawn sword to its scabbard. He asked, "You can't see?"

Mo Mo sat up and nodded, "Su Yuanhuan? Why are you here?"

The blue-robed man named Su Yuanhuan's face remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand to pinch Shen Mo's chin and looked up at his eyes carefully, Mo Mo broke away from the side, and hid the red dagger that Su Yuan Huan had given him before with one hand hidden under his sleeve. Although he couldn't see it now, he could tell that Su Yuanhuan was in a bad mood, and what he heard just now, if he guessed correctly, was the sound of drawing a sword.

Su Yuanhuan, why do you want to kill him?

It's just that Mo Mo couldn't see at this time, the blue-robed man named Su Yuanhuan seemed to have given up his decision to kill him, instead he sat by the bed and asked Mo Mo: "Are you really interested in Lin Mu?"

Mo Mo didn't expect Su Yuanhuan to change the topic so quickly, he was a little dazed: "...Yes."

The corners of Su Yuanhuan's lips curled up ironically, "Even if he wants to kill you, do you still like him?"

Mo Mo couldn't help turning his head to Su Yuanhuan, even though he couldn't see it at this time, he subconsciously made such an action, if he could see it, he would find that he had always looked ordinary in his memory, so ordinary that he could forget it in a flash Su Yuanhuan's true appearance is so beautiful.

But there is no if, Shen Mo just opened a pair of eyes filled with red mist, and asked: "Lin Mu...why do you want to kill me?"

"Ah."

Su Yuanhuan stood up and walked slowly to the door, "You are too naive."

The person who said the words had already opened the door and left in a flash.

Shen Mo looked at the door, his eyes filled with red mist could feel the sunlight outside the door, but he couldn't see anything, he slowly let go of the dagger grip.

No matter what Su Yuanhuan's words mean today, whether it's deliberately sowing discord, or...

He will find the answer by himself.

At this time, Lin Mu was flying past the Yue Bamboo Forest, and came to the Yue Bamboo Building with its gate closed.

As long as someone breaks into Yuezhu Forest, it is impossible for Zhuqing not to know, so every time Lin Mu came, Zhuqing was already leaning against the door waiting for him. Walking in slowly, he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, the inside was empty, Lin Mu hadn't been to Yuezhulou for a while, but he didn't think that the owner of Yuezhulou seemed to have left for a long time.

He reached out to touch the wooden table beside him, and his fingertips were immediately covered with a thin layer of dust, and even the bamboo building had not been cleaned.

Lin Mu didn't stay any longer, turned and left.

After Lin Mu turned and left, an old man with white hair and chicken skin slowly walked out from under the stairs beside the Yuezhu Building. He walked slowly and slowly, as if he had exhausted his strength in every step. The door of the bamboo building opened wide, and he sighed slowly.

"Why are you hiding here without seeing me?"

Lin Mu's voice suddenly came from behind, the old man was shocked, but immediately lowered his head and buried his head, wishing to hide.He didn't expect that Lin Mu had discovered him a long time ago, and he went back and forth, even coming back from behind the bamboo building.

Lin Mu seemed to be approaching him constantly: "Zhuqing, what's the matter with your hair?"

Finally, Lin Mu came behind the old man, and the old man had to turn his head slowly. With a face full of dimples and snow-white hair, Zhuqing unexpectedly turned into the late old man in this short period of time.

Lin Mu was taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "Zhuqing?"

The old man's cloudy eyes turned to Lin Mu: "Since you saw it, let's go, I don't have much time, I want to stay quietly."

Lin Mu stepped forward and pressed Zhuqing's shoulder, and asked sharply, "Tell me why you are like this!"

Zhuqing's body trembled a little, after a long time, he could not stand up any longer, Lin Mu immediately raised his leg and hooked a seat, letting Zhuqing sit down.

After Zhuqing sat down, Lin Mu didn't give up and kept asking, finally, Zhuqing closed her eyes and spoke hoarsely.

"Your mother, Qin Minhui, is the most outstanding generation of the Qin family. Our Zhu family has followed the Qin family for generations and brewed blood wine for the Qin family. You have lived with your mother in the deep palace since childhood, so you don't know much about it. Every member of the Zhu family will bid farewell to the Qin family at the age of 30 and leave in the name of Yunyou. The Qin family claims to be fair and of course will not stop it, so there has never been a Zhu family over the age of 30 living in the Qin family."

"Actually, those Zhu family members are just looking for a place to wait to die alone. The blood wine is against the sky, how can there be no price, every Zhu family member, as long as the first bottle of blood wine is brewed, he is doomed to live less than 30 years old, Rin Mu, this year, I'm 30 years old."

Lin Mu clenched her gums: "My mother, do you know?"

Zhuqing smiled with an old face: "Your mother knew, but your mother only found out later, so she never forced me, I voluntarily."

"Lin Mu, now you are the only one left in the Qin family, and I am the only one left in the Zhu family. I plan to end the tragic fate of the Zhu family and let the blood wine be completely digested in this world. You... don't blame it?"

Lin Mu took a step back, lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly: "How can I blame you, you should rest well, I will come to see you in a few days."

Zhuqing looked at Lin Mu's back as he walked away. He knew that the Qin family was stubborn and would never give up until they reached their goals. He was like this, and so was his mother, so he knew from the beginning that he couldn't hide it from Lin Mu for long, but in the end Lin Mu still Soft-hearted, isn't it?

In the temporarily empty Yuezhulou, only an old man was sitting on a chair, silent.

When Lin Mu returned to the Temple of Peeping Pole, Mo Mo had already woken up for a long time, leaning against the bed, playing with Hao Su in his hand, in fact, he had been secretly fascinated, but found that all the deduction was like mud and stones falling into the sea, without causing any waves , he seemed to be unable to do it because he couldn't see with both eyes.

Silence can't be seen now, and his hearing is much more sensitive. When he heard the movement, he immediately asked, "Is Lin Mu back?"

Lin Mu didn't answer, but walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reached out and pulled Shen Mo into his arms tightly.

Silent for a moment, he slowly let go of Hao Su's hand, and slowly reached out to caress Lin Mu's back. This was the first time Lin Mu had such an obvious emotional expression to him.

"what happened to you?"

Lin Mu buried her head between Shen Mo's neck, closed her eyes, and shook her head silently.

Seeing that Lin Mu didn't want to say more, Shen Mo didn't ask any more questions, but just hugged Lin Mu tightly with both hands, as if hoping to give him some small comfort.

Lin Mu naturally hated Zhuqing's so-called fateful self-sacrifice, but why didn't he himself?

Even if Zhu Qing sacrificed herself, what about Lin Mu, who... did he sacrifice?

At this time, the sunlight outside the window was just right, and the patterns carved through the wooden window slowly penetrated in, forming broken morning light, which slowly scattered on Lin Mu's back and the tip of Shen Mo's nose.

For a long time, Lin Mu whispered in Shen Mo's ear: "...Shen Mo, when I am still alive, I will definitely protect you."

He was silent for a moment, the heat of the two hugging each other made him at a loss, Lin Mu's words made him even more eager but also a little uneasy, what do you mean when I am still alive?

In the end, she sighed silently: "Lin Mu, let's play the word guessing game again. This time, what do I write and what do you say, okay?"

Lin Mu nodded slowly, but did not let go of her hands that were clasping Shen Mo, "Okay."

Shen Mo stretched out his fingers, and stroked slowly on Lin Mu's back, each stroke seemed to exhaust all his strength, his fingertips trembled, with determination and all the depth of affection, Lin Mu followed Silence's finger Jian read it slowly.

"The sky is not old, and love is inevitable. I only hope that love will grow here."

After Lin Mu finished speaking, Shen Mo's hand slowly slipped from Lin Mu's back, Lin Mu reached out to catch his hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand, leaning into his ear and whispering: "Silence, I promise you longing... when."

Silently panicked, Lin Mu mentioned "alive" many times, it seems that "living" is such a difficult choice for Lin Mu.

Even so, Lin Mu's first expression of affection was enough to make Shen Mo fascinated. He hung on Lin Mu's body, and he was unwilling to let go of his hand for a long time.

It wasn't until Lin Mu coaxed Shen Mo to fall asleep again that he slowly put him back on the bed, gently withdrew his hand, turned and left.

He needed to go to Yuezhu Forest again, and he didn't expect that he would make such a promise because he couldn't help himself for a while.

There was a little candle burning in the Yue Bamboo House at this moment, only illuminating one place in the Bamboo House. The white-haired old man was staring at the candle in a trance, his figure looked so lonely.

Seeing Lin Mu go back and forth, Zhu Qing's drooping mouth curled up, and said in a hoarse voice: "I knew you would come back, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Standing aside with downcast eyes, Lin Mu asked, "Is there a way to cure the blood wine?"

Zhu Qing laughed hoarsely: "Lin Mu, are you afraid that after the blood wine attack...he will die and implicate you...or are you afraid that you will die and implicate him!"

Lin Mu was silent.

Zhuqing's old hand slapped the table vigorously, even though his body has already entered the aging stage, his temper is still so irritable.

"Ling Mu! If I knew this earlier, why bother! I have warned you a long time ago, but you are just a younger brother, and you will die when you die. Why do you... Who doesn't have a time to die?"

Lin Mu looked at the interplay of light and shadow under the candlelight, finally raised his head, and smiled lightly, not the usual mask-like fake smile, but self-deprecating, he said softly: "I owe him."

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