Wen Xuan hadn't thought about how to explain to everyone that he had easily killed a few Yuan soldiers with a single move, and his intuition told him that he must never confess his past life to anyone.

At this time, Mu Chong was still weak and couldn't answer when he mentioned this matter, so he pretended to be angry and replied: "What do you care about me?" ”

Mu Chong guessed seriously: "I know, before this, you were hiding clumsy, deliberately pretending to be a gentleman, but in fact, you were secretly raising obscurity, right?" ”

Clumsy? Bide? What a reason! How did I not think of that?

Although Wen Xuan was embarrassed in his heart, he also happened to push the boat along the water, and immediately pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Brother Mu still has a unique vision, you have discovered this, haha." ”

Mu Chong continued to joke with a smile: "Then why were you smashed half to death by the inkstone?" ”

"Well...... I didn't expect that the old man would be so atmospheric in that quarrel, and he would suddenly hit me with an inkstone, and 'people have misses and horses have stumbled', who hasn't had a careless time? For example, Brother Mu, who is extraordinary, those Yuan soldiers are clearly not your opponents, but didn't they almost cut my father in front of you? Wen Xuan put on a look of indifference and changed the topic.

"That's their meanness!" Mu Chong was poked in the sore spot, and his two sword eyebrows were about to stand up.

Wen Xuan felt that Mu Chong's deflated appearance was very interesting, so he deliberately continued to taunt: "Tut-tut, Brother Mu, you are famous in this life!" ”

This mockery suddenly made Mu Chong, who had never made a mistake before, blush, and he didn't know how to refute him for a while, so he turned around and walked away after "snorting" angrily.

"Brother Mu, don't go! You haven't told me any tricks about walking this mountain trail yet! Wen Xuan asked with a wicked smile.

"No, let's memorize it yourself!"

"Oops! Don't be so stingy! I'm kidding you! How about we make a deal? You taught me the trick of entering the mountain, and I taught you the footwork of slashing and killing those soldiers. Wen Xuan threw a temptation to Mu Chong, who was obsessed with martial arts.

Mu Chong really stopped, "A word is a certainty!" ”

"But Brother Mu, I forgot to tell you, this footwork is my original creation, and it can only be passed on to my apprentices, why don't you worship me as a teacher?" Wen Xuan couldn't hold back a smile as she spoke, and laughed.

"Dogs can't change their!" Mu Chong turned around and scolded, and then walked forward without looking back, shaking off this brother who was full of bad water.

After walking away, he gradually smiled, thinking back to the childhood anecdotes of the two, and muttered: "Forget it, forget it, it's okay if you're fine." ”

After angrily leaving his childhood confidant and playmate, Wen Xuan finally had time to walk to the stream alone and squatted down.

The gurgling stream is called Waiyun Creek, and now it is evening, and the tired golden crow in the sky begins to slowly fold its wings and swoop westward, and the warm golden light drawn out reflects the water flow sparkling, which is very beautiful, but Wen Xuan is not interested in appreciating the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Since he woke up, he was involved in the battle between Mingjiao and Yuan Bing, and he didn't even have time to catch his breath, let alone think about the details of everything and everyone, and now there were quite a lot of doubts in his mind that he needed to find answers one by one.

Although my father gave a lot of general information about Mingjiao, it was too general and did not mention anything about why the Wen family moved to this shipwrecked mountain and the real relationship between the Wen family and Mingjiao.

The Mingjiao, which is covered with a veil of mystery, is like a stream in front of him, which seems to be able to be seen through at a glance, but in fact it is changing, making Wen Xuan feel that he is getting deeper and deeper, and it is hard to imagine how many shocking secrets hidden in the shallow mountain of covered boats that are not known to the world......

The more he came into contact with the people around him, the more real the world became, and the more confused his heart became.

A lot of things happened in this day that made him think that he was a real descendant of the Wen family, and the memories of his past life left in his mind were just a dream that was too real!

Wen Xuan lowered his head and looked at the face reflected in the stream, his eyes gradually confused...... Eyes under straight eyebrows, slightly thin lips, a firm nose, a black mole near the cheekbones......

Sure enough, even his appearance is exactly the same as in his previous life!

As early as in the previous fight with Yuan Bing and Tie Niu, he felt a little strange, because he had an indescribable familiarity with this body, but he never had the opportunity to see his true face, so this conjecture was shelved until this time.

Wen Xuan felt that his head was about to explode, so he simply knelt on the bank and plunged his head into the cool stream.

"Brother Wen Xuan, are you drinking water?"

Wen Xuan was startled by a sudden milky sound from behind, and immediately pulled out his head and looked back, only to see Xiao Muying, who was sucking his fingers, looking at him with blank eyes, and he was like a chicken in soup because of the water on his hair.

Xiao Muying's innocent and cute appearance instantly took away all of Wen Xuan's IQ, and replied in a daze: "Ah...... That's right. ”

"My mother said that you can't drink raw water casually, it's easy to get sick!" Xiao Muying puffed out her cheeks, said word by word, and then pulled out a small water bladder from next to her round little belly and handed it over, "Here, drink me if you're thirsty!" ”

"Thank you." Wen Xuan took the water bladder and took a sip of it.

"How old are you?" Talking to a simple child, Wen Xuan gradually settled his heart.

Xiao Muying blinked her big eyes, stretched out her fleshy little hand and folded her hands and said, "One, two, three, four...... It's almost five years old! ”

Wen Xuan smiled and praised softly: "What a good boy." ”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Muying quit, pursed her lips and glared at Wen Xuan: "Your words don't count!" ”

"Huh?" Wen Xuan was a little dazed, and couldn't help asking, "Then why don't you tell me how I talk and don't count?" ”

"You obviously said that you want to help me be a little devil who dominates one side!" Xiao Muying suddenly pursed her mouth aggrievedly, sniffled, and her two big eyes were about to rain immediately.

Wen Xuan's face is full of black lines, this is really an interesting agreement, this little guy is too cute, right?

Wen Xuan, who was cute, was afraid that he would make him cry, so he hurriedly comforted: "Count, count!" ”

But helplessly a step too late, after all, children's tears always come as they say, Mu Ying shed tears in her eyes, and there was some clear snot in her red nose, looking like she had been greatly wronged.

"Or ...... We pull the hook? Wen Xuan stepped forward and tentatively stretched out his right hand, and hooked his little finger with a smile.

Seeing this, Xiao Muying immediately burst into tears and laughed, and a small snot bubble was blown out of her nostrils, and she stretched out her little hand to hook it, and recited the nursery rhyme "Pull the hook and hang it...... No change for a hundred years! ”

After coaxing him, Wen Xuan first stretched out his sleeve to wipe the remaining stream water on his face and hair, then helped him wipe his nose, and then lowered his body and let Xiao Muying ride on his shoulder to continue to hurry.