Every day the puppet is playing dead

Inside the house, Chongyu knelt at Yuan Wuxin's feet, dejected.

Yuan Wuxin was sitting on a chair, with two black ears on the top of his head directly exposed, and the black tail behind him was windingly placed behind him, with the tip of the tail resting lightly on his legs.

He raised his hand, picked up the teacup from the table next to him, took a breath, and sipped it slowly.

For a moment, the room was abnormally quiet, only the sound of Yuan Wuxin sipping tea.

"I was wrong."

Chong Yu lowered his head obediently. He looked at the cracks in the bricks with a very serious tone, but in fact his expression was a little absent-minded.

"Where did you go wrong?"

Yuan Wuxin put the teacup in his hand on the table, and then asked leisurely.

"I shouldn't have pinched your tail."

Chong Yu counted each item with his fingers, "I shouldn't have pulled your tail, I shouldn't..."

"All right."

Yuan Wuxin's ears trembled, and he angrily stopped Chong Yu's words.

After Chongyu raised his head to look at him, Yuan Wuxin propped his chin with one hand and asked leisurely:

"Come on, tell me, how did you and that Xiaobai hit it off?"

Chong Yu: "..."

"Don't tell me?"

Yuan Wuxin smiled lightly, and said casually,

"I asked my subordinates to check the origin of Xiaobai. He is really a wonderful person."

The information about Xiaobai that Yuan Wuxin's subordinates found was very limited.

No one knows who Xiaobai's parents are, and no one knows where Xiaobai comes from.

He seemed to have popped out of a crack in the rock suddenly, and the first 20 years of his life were almost without any clues.

Moreover, looking at Xiaobai's behavior, he had no contact with Lingxian Pavilion before. This time, for some reason, he eagerly walked over to it, preparing to use it as a medicine.

This way, from Yuan Wuxin's point of view, is really outrageous.

Mixed races are already sensitive about their identities, but there are still mixed races rushing to reveal their identities?

"He did this, either because he was too stupid, or because he was very smart and had other plans."

Yuan Wuxin finally commented,

"What do you think he is?"

Chong Yu didn't answer, he lowered his head, still silent.

"Chong Yu?"

Seeing that Chongyu didn't answer, Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows. He stood up, walked to Chongyu's side, squatted down, then raised Chongyu's chin with his hand, and asked,

"What are you thinking?"

There were too many things he was thinking about.

Chong Yu followed Yuan Wuxin's hand, raised his head, and suddenly asked:

"Master... why are you still in this state?"

Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened:

"none of your business?"

"It's going to be the night of the full moon again soon."

Chong Yu's eyes secretly glanced up, and the landing point of his gaze was obviously the two ears on the top of Yuan Wuxin's head.

The time of the full moon night in the human world is different from that in the demon world, but both are full moon nights, which makes Chongyu very curious, Yuan Wuxin...what will happen on the full moon night.

Yuan Wuxin didn't seem to have considered this question before. After being asked by Chongyu, his expression was blank for a while, and then he became annoyed and said:

"You don't need to worry! This seat has its own measure!"

Chong Yu blinked, and he said innocently:

"That's what you said last time."

As a result, after the altar, Yuan Wuxin turned into such a half-demon.

Hearing what Chongyu said, Yuan Wuxin let go of the hand that was pinching Chongyu's chin. He stood up with a livid face, and took a deep breath, looking very angry.

Too lazy to continue this strange topic, Yuan Wuxin shook his hand and said:

"Clean up and go to Lingxian Pavilion with me."

Chong Yu was stunned for a moment, and asked:

"Then... Xiaobai?"

"That idiot?"

Yuan Wuxin looked disgusted, "Naturally, he will go with us."

"But……"

Chong Yu hesitated to speak.

Did they send Xiao Bai to the wolf den after saving Xiao Bai?

Seeing Chongyu's hesitation, Yuan Wuxin gave Chongyu a nasty smile, and asked:

"Why, back then you were able to abandon the person who trusted you without hesitation, but now you can't bear it?"

After saying this sentence, Yuan Wuxin stared at Chongyu steadfastly, not letting go of the slight change on Chongyu's face.

As soon as these words came out, Chong Yu really showed a distressed expression, and he defended in a low voice:

"That's different..."

How can it be the same?

Obviously Xiaobai is a "player" like him.

Thinking of this, and thinking of what he did in the game before, Chongyu's mouth was bitter, he seemed to have lost his strength all of a sudden, his shoulders collapsed, and his expression was confused.

"Tsk, hypocrite."

Yuan Wuxin paused, he sneered at Zhuo Yu, then turned and left.

Chong Yu knelt on the spot, and after a long time passed, he stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the clothes on his chest.

……

What Yuan Wuxin is doing now is completely willful and reckless like a demon.

He said that when he went to Lingxian Pavilion the next day, he was not asking for other people's opinions, but telling the result.

So, the next day, Yuan Wuxin took Chongyu and Xiaobai directly, and under the recommendation of the "flower hunter", they walked through the Valley of Flowers and came to the real Lingxian Pavilion.

Of course, Yuan Wuxin didn't use his real identity, he used an old friend of the "Pavilion Master".

For Chongyu, no matter which choice Yuan Wuxin made, it seemed like dancing on the edge of a knife, and if he was not careful, he would cut himself to pieces.

He really didn't know what Yuan Wuxin was thinking. Other people's disguise was to reduce his sense of existence;

But Yuan Wuxin's disguise seemed like he wanted to tell everyone directly that his identity was not simple.

Along the way, Chongyu was worried, and he seemed more and more out of place among the others.

It takes a while to walk from Baihua Valley to the real Lingxian Pavilion.

Baihua Valley, as its name suggests, is surrounded by blooming flowers that are always in full bloom.

Yuan Wuxin, as an old friend of the "Pavilion Master", naturally received different care:

He walked in the forefront, and the referrer and the guards of Baihua Valley were always carefully complimenting Yuan Wuxin.

And Chongyu, who was the bodyguard, and Xiaobai, who was the gift, were following Yuan Wuxin, falling not too far or too close.

"You don't look happy."

Xiaobai held a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth that he didn't know where, and looked sideways at Chongyu curiously.

Chongyu turned his head and asked in a low voice:

"Are not you afraid?"

"afraid of what?"

"You know."

Xiaobai tilted his head and thought for a while, but he asked Chongyu in surprise:

"Are you worried that I'm dead?"

He waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Hey, this world is just a game. If you die, you die. Maybe that's the real way to get out of this world."

"no."

Chong Yu's brows became gloomy,

"This is a real world."

"Tsk, are you crazy, this is a game, didn't you see that my game panel is still there?"

Xiaobai was a little impatient, he pointed to a point in the void, and said to Chongyu.

Chong Yu opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

He felt... a little uncomfortable.

"The flowers here are so beautiful."

Relying on the fact that he has a game panel, Xiaobai looks happily at the nearby flowers.

His game system is a cheating device in this world.

For others, Baihua Valley is nothing more than a sea of ​​flowers, but with the support of the system, Xiaobai sees something deeper——

Under the cover of the flowers, in the ground, there are countless tiny silk threads connected, and the nodes of each thread are buried in a rat's nest.

As long as there is any wrong step, the rats in the flower field will feel that it is unusual, and they will touch the bell to warn the people in Lingxian Pavilion.

Xiaobai didn't want to tell Chongyu about this.

While Xiaobai was talking with Chongyu, Yuan Wuxin, who was walking in front, seemed to feel something, and he looked back at the two walking behind, thoughtfully.

The three of them walked together for about a stick of incense, and Yuan Wuxin finally reached a pavilion.

In the pavilion, stood a young man dressed in fine clothes. The clothes on his body were cut from Xiajin. Under the sunlight, he was like a peacock with its tail open, shaking its gorgeous tail wantonly. For a while, it was hard to say whether the flowers were prettier or the clothes on him were prettier.

"Master Yuan."

Mr. Hua smiled at Yuan Wuxin, and his eyes slipped past the two people behind Yuan Wuxin without any trace.

"who are you?"

Yuan Wuxin casually glanced at the person in front of him, then he asked,

"Where is your cabinet master?"

The smile on Mr. Hua's face froze for a moment, and he said:

"The pavilion master has something to do. He has retreated, and now I will act as his agent."

Yuan Wuxin didn't answer, he looked around, it seemed that he didn't pay attention to Mr. Hua at all.

Who could bear to be ignored like this?

Mr. Hua gritted his teeth. At this moment, he is no different from a peacock who suddenly shook his crown. He said quickly:

"Before the retreat, the pavilion master left a kit for Mr. Yuan."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxin shifted his gaze to Mr. Hua again.

The Lingxian Pavilion is famous for its medical skills and divination skills. It seems that the owner of the Lingxian Pavilion has no intention of coming after divination.

This point finally aroused Yuan Wuxin's curiosity.

Seeing Yuan Wuxin looking at him again, Mr. Hua trembled all over, his eyes lit up, he raised his head dignifiedly, and took it out of his arms slowly...

Two kits.

"Not only for me?"

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Hua glanced lightly, and handed one of the black kits to Mr. Yuan:

"This is for you."

Mr. Yuan stared at the kit for a while, and finally took it.

Seeing that Yuan Wuxin took the kit without saying a word, Mr. Hua nodded in satisfaction, and then he shouted at the two people standing beside him:

"There is another kit, which Mr. Wen from Baihua Valley asked me to pass on to you."

His gaze first fell on Xiaobai, showing a disgusted expression.

noob:"……"

He sat beside him silently, pretending that he was a weed that no one could see.

After Xiaobai disappeared from Mr. Hua's sight, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Mr. Hua's eyes. His gaze moved to the side, and finally fell on Chongyu.

After seeing Chong Yu's appearance clearly, Mr. Hua's eyes flickered slightly. He waved at Chong Yu and said:

"Come and get it."

"Wait a minute."

Yuan Wuxin was holding his brocade pouch here, but instead of opening his own brocade pouch, he stared curiously at the other seminal pouch in Mr. Hua's hand, and asked,

"I am his master, I should be able to take it."

This sentence was obviously supposed to be a question, but when it came out of Yuan Wuxin's mouth, it abruptly turned into a statement.

"This……"

Mr. Hua hesitated.

"He is just a puppet carved by me, and he doesn't understand anything. I'm curious, who would write something to an unconscious puppet."

Yuan Wuxin turned his head and glanced at Chong Yu, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

Chong Yu stood there silently, maintaining a deadpan expression. In fact, his mind was blank.

Mr. Wen?

Which Mr. Wen?

Why doesn't he know this Mr. Wen?

After listening to Yuan Wuxin's words, Mr. Hua's face was shaken, but Mr. Hua's expression was only in a daze for a second, and the next second, he grabbed the kit in his hand, shook his head, and said:

"No, this is for him, and he needs to open it himself."

Yuan Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Several people were deadlocked, and no one was willing to give in first.

Finally, Yuan Wuxin was moved, he turned slightly sideways, and gently waved to Chongyu, which was suitable for him to come over:

"Come here, Eleven, unpack your own kit."

His tone was very gentle, so gentle that he almost dripped water.

Such an unreasonable Yuan Wuxin made Chongyu tremble. He followed Yuan Wuxin's order and almost rubbed against Yuan Wuxin's side with his hands and feet.

"Here, open it."

Yuan Wuxin continued to be extremely gentle.

Chong Yu gasped for breath.

He... has the urge to draw his sword.

Bite the bullet, Chongyu took another white seminal vesicle from Mr. Hua.

I don't know if it was intentional, but the colors of the two kits happened to be black and white.

Under Yuan Wuxin's gentle gaze, Chongyu opened the kit and took out a note from it.

Sure enough, after opening the kit, Yuan Wuxin immediately reached out, took the note from Chongyu, unfolded it, and then he read the words on it:

[I still remember that back then you and I had a great conversation and slept together, it was really a pleasure.Long time no see, lovesick deeply.See you at the mouth of the spring in Baihua Valley at midnight tonight, and I will definitely give you the answer to the question you asked back then. 】

After reading this passage, Yuan Wuxin's eyes sharpened, and he looked at Chongyu. If his eyes could turn into sharp knives, Chongyu would have been riddled with holes.

Yuan Wuxin asked:

"what is the problem?"

Chong Yu: "..."

He finally remembered who this Mr. Wen was.

Didn't he raise white-haired cubs at the beginning, and wanted to train them to be his bound milk?

During that time, Chong Yu once met a wandering doctor named Wen Yunyu.

Wen Yunyu, just like his name, is a gentleman like jade, Zhilan Yushu, and has superb medical skills.

At that time, Chongyu wanted to earn a teacher for the white-haired boy, so during that time, Chongyu kept pestering Wen Yunyu.

Wen Yunyu is not angry with Chong Yu's stalking behavior, he is always gentle and soft, and speaks softly, so that he inadvertently wins Chong Yu's favor all at once.

One day, Chongyu's brain twitched, thinking that he and the white-haired boy were missing someone who could take care of them. If Mr. Wen joined in, they would be two big and one small, wouldn't they just be a family?

So, Chong Yu ran to the clinic and asked Mr. Wen bluntly——

"Can I marry you?"

These remarks are nothing in the joking Internet, but in the ancient society, they will be scratched by people.

Fortunately, Mr. Wen has a good temper. After being shocked for a few seconds, he regained his gentle look. The answer Mr. Wen gave back then was:

"let me consider it."

Then, the next day, Chongyu never saw Mr. Wen again.

this……

It's like falling in love with the paper man.

After being depressed for a while, Chongyu took the white-haired boy to wander again.

Afterwards, with this experience, Chongyu didn't dare to propose to an npc casually, but his behavior now looks like a scumbag-

Just tease, don't care about the follow-up.

These are not mentioned for now.

Now, Chongyu finally recalled the question he asked back then.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Yuan Wuxin and Mr. Hua——

If he said it straight...

Afraid of the two people in front of him, he directly teamed up to dismantle him until only one head remained.

So, Chongyu blinked and pretended not to understand at all, he was just a puppet:

"Report to the master, the subordinates don't know."

When Yuan Wuxin saw Chongyu pretending to be dead, he knew that Chongyu was definitely hiding something from him:

"Is it?"

Seeing that Yuan Wuxin became suspicious, Chongyu smashed the can, knelt down, hugged Yuan Wuxin's thigh, and said firmly:

"The subordinates are the master's puppets, they are the master's puppets in life, and they are also the master's puppets in death. The subordinates don't know Mr. Wen."

Fuck Mr. Wen.