Handbook for Avoiding the Court

Ten years ago, two young children met at a wedding banquet.

Small toddlers cry at the end of the corridor.

"Why are you crying?" asked the older child.

"I miss my mother..." the little toddler muttered.

"Where's your mother?" The older child walked up to him, tilted his head to look at his tear-stained face, and lifted his sleeves to wipe away the tears from his cheeks.

"Killed to death by the bad guys!" The small toddler suddenly widened his eyes, and the corners of his lips quivered violently.

"Who is the bad guy? I'll help you!" The older child stretched out his hand and said, "I'll protect you!"

The little boy smiled through his tears, and held his hand. At this moment, a man in black robe approached, smiled at the older boy, turned around, his face suddenly darkened like black iron, picked up the little boy, A gust of cool wind blew by and disappeared into the vast night, and a heart-piercing cry came from the air: "I won't go back..."

A year later, we met again.

It's just that the ending is the same, the youngest child is taken away, and the older child looks blank.

The third year……

fifth year……

"That big toddler is such a bastard. He didn't save people, and he didn't have the ability to save people. He even forgot about people..." Fang Ji let go, grabbed the jug, and drank it all in one gulp, his eyes full of bitterness.

The small inn, the cramped courtyard, is lonely.

Mo Jin took the jug from Fang Ji's hand and put it aside, he looked into his eyes, his handsome face was pale without a trace of blood, and under the silvery moonlight, he looked even more haggard and weak: "Don't underestimate yourself."

No matter how weak they are, these words are firm and powerful.

Hearing this, Fang Ji's hands in his sleeves were suddenly clenched into a ball, and his nails sank deep into his palms. He didn't know whether he hated himself for being helpless, or was annoyed about his memories that had passed away with the wind.

Fang Ji never believed that he would lose a piece of memory inexplicably. He had thought about it carefully. Before he was ten years old, it was like a dream, which disappeared out of thin air when he woke up.It seemed that from the moment he was born, he lived beyond the age of ten.

He has asked many old servants of the Fang Mansion, and some highly skilled doctors, if he has amnesia?The answer I got was either secretive, or I had no comment...

In the past two years, some broken pictures often appeared in his dreams, some people and things he was familiar with but unfamiliar.

After a long silence, he said with a hoarse voice: "I don't seem to have a childhood, I was a blur before I was ten years old..."

Mo Jin stared at Fang Ji in disbelief and said, "Have you no memory of everything before you were ten years old?"

"Hmm... It's been eight years, and I have never had a good night's sleep. I have nightmares again and again, and I don't know why, especially in the past two years." Fang Ji tried his best to calm down, closed his eyes slightly, and memories flooded in like a flood. It was on his mind, and he retreated very quickly, before he could think about it for half a minute.

After all, I still can't see clearly...

"I thought I could protect you, but I never thought that you were always protecting me. What can I do... I can't do anything." Fang Ji opened his eyes, his vision gradually became clear, he touched Mo Jin's shoulders, and said one word One sentence: "Tomorrow, I will go to Lieyan Mountain, no matter what the cost! I want to protect you, I have never been so strong!"

The voice swayed in the faint night sky, but it carried bursts of warmth.

A faint blush appeared on Mo Jin's bloodless face, like a peach blossom blooming coquettishly. After a long time, he chuckled lightly and said, "You are so stupid."

"You too."

The two looked at each other and smiled, there was sourness and helplessness in the smile, as well as warmth.

Time is put on hold for the time being, as if the years have been quiet.

But Mo Jin had a complex look on his face.

Everything returned to silence again, still back to back, fingers clasped, sitting seemingly bored, but happy.

"Hey, you said those two idiots squatted on the roof and stared at each other. It's been half an hour, like two logs without saying a word. They are all bored?" Under the eaves, facing the Lianzi air duct in the house.

Lian Zifeng cast a hasty glance at Mo Qianqian through the window, and said indifferently: "Don't talk about your own business, don't mind your own business!"

Mo Qianqian strode to the window, propped his elbows on the window lattice, rested his cheeks on his palms, tilted his head and stared at Lian Zifeng left and right.

"You want to see me like a sieve?" Lian Zifeng was uncomfortable being looked at by her, his back felt chills, and he always felt that something bad was about to happen!

Mo Qianqian smiled sweetly, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and his silver teeth were quite eye-catching: "Big brother, you are so pretty!"

The words of naked, naked, hot Lian Zifeng shook his body and stiffened, and then there were rows of goosebumps, almost trembling three times, and finally calmed down, seemingly casually said: " That's natural, with vision."

When he was young, Lian Zifeng was quite flamboyant. Every time he travels, he must be in a good car, and the streets he walks are also the most prosperous areas. Handkerchiefs, sachets, and fresh flowers were all thrown at him, and he promised himself "the number one flower in the capital".Although it sounds vulgar, but also enjoy it.

"You're really not humble." Mo Qianqian couldn't stop laughing, it was as clear as spring water in a mountain stream, but it was not the case when it reached Lian Zifeng's ears, he was so excited by the voice that he retreated steadily, I can't wait to paste the windows to make a picture of peace!

This girl is too frank, but she is too old and can't bear it!

Lian Zifeng is almost at the age of [-]. At this age, an ordinary man may be able to hold a grandson in his arms before long, but he is still naked.

After more than ten years in the rivers and lakes, he has never seen any woman. This is the first time he has met Mo Qianqian who is so heroic!

"Miss, the night is heavy with dew, lonely men and widows, melon fields and plums, it's better to avoid it!" Lian Zifeng smiled at her with a half-smile.

"What are you afraid of? I didn't go into your room again! Hey, you are really boring and ruthless! Children of the Jianghu, don't stick to trifles!"

"You and I may not be in the same world..." Lian Zifeng couldn't laugh or cry.

Lian Zifeng knew that this girl was difficult to deal with, and he was no match for her anyway. This point was already clear when he first entered the inn. He held a folding fan, opened and closed, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Miss Mo, I already have a family. My children are as old as you, so it's not suitable."

Dark clouds descended heavily, and people shivered in the cold air.

"What! You have a family and you didn't tell me earlier! You! You stinky rascal!"

Before Lian Zifeng could react, a burst of cursing and cannonballs rushed in, this was a hornet's nest!

I have lived half my life, and I have always kept myself clean, so why did I become a stinky hooligan out of nowhere?I haven't done anything myself!But the situation in front of him is simply forcing me to destroy flowers with my own hands!

In the dead of night, a big girl yelled at herself from her window, where did she put her old face?

The innkeeper doesn't care!

This tigress can't be messed with!Oh Amitabha!

With a movement of Lian Zifeng's palm, the window closed with a loud "bang", and Lian Zifeng hastily inserted the socket tightly.

Love whoever you want, I'm going to sleep.

A roll, a wave of the big hand, the candle light is extinguished, the gauze curtain is put down, and I fell asleep!

Duliu Mo Qianqian was stunned on the spot alone, the broken hair on her forehead blew into her eyes with the gusts of cool wind, scratching her hard!

The mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, and the cold wind slipped in through the gaps in the window lattices, blowing the gauze curtains ethereal.

Lian Zifeng hadn't closed his eyes yet, when he heard a bang, the overwhelmed door crashed down, a striking cold light flashed, the gauze curtain was torn apart, whirled in the room, and the sword qi sizzled, approaching the door .

"Wow! No way!" Lian Zifeng rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging, but the other injured hand suffered!This roll, the wound was torn, blood gushed out, and he grinned in pain!

What an uneducated wild girl!Who did I provoke!People sit in the room, and the pot comes from the sky!

"Look if I don't teach you a lesson! Hmph!" Mo Qianqian scolded while stabbing: "I'll show you how powerful my aunt is!"

"Hey, you're being unreasonable. I didn't do anything to you. I'm getting old and have a family. How come I violated your Tai Sui! Let me tell you, if you don't stop, I won't be polite!" After saying that, Lian Zifeng's figure flashed, and the folding fan in his sleeve twirled, like an arrow off the string, the blade hit the folding fan, sparking a spark, and the blade cut a hole!Mo Qianqian's arm went numb, and Linglie's sword dropped out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound!

"Grandma, it's fine! Why are you going crazy in the middle of the night, you are so unlovable! You are so unlikable!" Lian Zifeng clutched his arm, blood slithering down between his fingers.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Mo Qianqian didn't see the real thing, only smelled the faint smell of blood, knowing that she had played too far and hurt someone.

"Aren't you strong in martial arts? Although you are a little worse than my mother, how can you deal with my three-legged cat and get hurt!"

These words can smoke Lianzi's temperament!

He raised his hand suddenly, a flint flew by, and the candle on the table lit up instantly.

The eyes suddenly brightened, and the scene in the room was clear at a glance. The place was in such a mess that it was impossible to see it!

Lian Zifeng was clutching his bleeding arm, his face was as heavy as pot ashes, and he was staring at Mo Qianqian angrily, with "You are sick" written all over his face.

Mo Qianqian knew she was wrong, her eyes couldn't hide her shame, but her mouth was stubborn, "Who told you to shut me out of the window suddenly!"

Lian Zifeng didn't say a word, just took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, his lips tightened in pain, and he didn't want to raise his eyes to look at the scary person in the room.

Mo Qianqian pursed her lips, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and handed it over gently.

Lian Zifeng took it and put it aside, still silent, with his eyes downcast, his expression difficult to discern.

Perhaps because she was too guilty, Mo Qianqian forced a smile, and said cautiously: "I'm sorry..."

Lian Zifeng raised his head, glanced lightly at Mo Qianqian, and made the following decision: "Miss Mo, first, please leave my room as soon as possible. If you have paid for the room, you can't come in and out at will! Second, this door It doesn’t matter, it’s all broken by you, don’t make me lose money, I’m very poor! Third, please fix the door, I’m afraid that something fierce will break in in the middle of the night and hurt me! Fourth, If it really doesn’t work, go out quickly and let my lady who is far away in the capital know, but she will eat me alive!”

The smile on Mo Qianqian's face cooled down little by little, and the eyes seemed to burst into flames, burning that aggressive guy on the bed to ashes!

In the end, it turned into a sob, picked up the sword, and left lonely.

Lian Zifeng propped his forehead with one hand, and let out a long breath.

Oh my God! !

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