When the wind rose, he still looked at Mu with an indifferent face and smiled, and didn't say a word.

Mu smiled and lowered his head when the wind rose.

When the wind rose, he saw Mu secretly smiling and bowing his head, and suddenly asked, "Is this portrait of mine really like a posthumous portrait?" ”

When Mu Yanxiao opened his mouth to ask himself when the wind rose, his heart turned upwards and said, "No, I'm joking." She didn't dare look up.

The events of the previous life, when the wind rose, I also remembered clearly, at that time, Mu Dark's smile was also stubborn, and he never wanted to admit his mistakes when he made mistakes, at that time, he had no way to laugh at Mu Dark, so he faced her with a cold attitude, so as to let her know that she had caused harm to him.

But who would have thought, Mu Yanxiao at that time couldn't see what he meant at all.

The word 'reflection' obviously had nothing to do with her. She continued to fight him, which made him helpless at that time.

In the end, he gradually stopped caring about those things.

But now Mu Dark's smile made him feel surprised when the wind rose, and looking at Mu Dark's smile like this, he was both relieved and sad in his heart.

“.....”

Mu Yanxiao didn't reply when he heard the wind rising, and wondered, did he say the wrong thing again?

Immediately, when she slowly raised her face to look at the wind, she smiled and said, "You are angry." ”

"I'm quite angry, but it's true that what you said is," the wind said, glancing at his portrait and smiling, "It does look like a posthumous portrait." ”

Mu Yanxiao didn't expect that she would admit her words when the wind rose, and at this time, the next second she said this when the wind rose, she lowered her head without knowing what to continue to say.

When the wind rose, he looked at Mu Dark's smile and lowered his head, and smiled: "You have really changed." As he spoke, he turned to look at Lin Yan and the two beggars who stood up and said, "Continue cleaning up here." ”

"That ash just now..."

Beggar No. 1 was halfway through his words, and when the wind rose, he said, "It's just ordinary ash, you just clean yours." ”

"Okay." Beggar Number One nodded.

Mu smiled and said, "Aren't you angry? ”

Hearing this, when the wind rose, he walked up to his portrait without saying a word, raised his hand to remove the portrait, and said, "This, don't hang it anymore." ”

The moment Mu Yanxiao said this when the wind rose, he didn't know what to say.

When the wind rose, he glanced at Mu and smiled, rolled up the portrait with his hand, and handed it to her: "Take it." ”

Mu Yan obediently took the portrait and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"When I die one day, hang out." When the wind rose, he said that he stepped out of the broken temple.

I don't know why, the moment she said the word 'death' when the wind rose, Mu Yanxiao suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, hugging the portrait tightly, her nose was sore, and she couldn't help but think of the scene before Shen Yan left ten years ago.

Lin Yan looked at Mu Yan's stunned expression and asked, "Why are you saying that?" ”

Mu Yan smiled back to his senses, lowered his head and asked, "I like it, what does it have to do with you?" ”

"Give it to me." Lin Yan stretched out his hand.

Mu Yanxiao didn't know what Lin Yan wanted to do, so he took a defensive step back: "What for you?" ”

"Portrait." Lin Yan said.

"Portrait," Mu Darken repeated with a smile, raised his face to look at Lin Yan's unkind expression towards him, and said, "Why give it to you." ”

"You don't know how to cherish, I do."

In just two days, Lin Yan had already made it a habit to worship the wind when it rose, and even defined the wind as a god in his mind, so he felt that this portrait would be more useful to him.

"...."Mu Yanxiao saw Lin Yan's thoughts and was silent.

Lin Yan saw that Mu was silent and frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

"It means I won't give it to you."

"Why didn't you give it to me?"

"Why should I give it to you?"

"You..."

"What are you, I was my person when the wind rose, and this portrait should also be kept by me." Mu Yan said with a smile.

Lin Yan was speechless the moment Mu said this with a smile.

“.....”

Mu Yan smiled and saw that Lin Yan was silent, snorted lightly, stepped up and walked around him towards the outside of the broken temple.

Lin Yan glared sideways at Mu and stomped his feet angrily.

Half an hour later.. They cleaned up the inside of the ruined temple.

Then, in order to welcome the new life, they also cleaned the cobwebs on the wall, and although the floor was concrete, it looked much cleaner than before.

As for the hay, when the wind rose, they were also given to the people who needed it, and by the way, they earned some silver taels from it, and then took Mu Dark's smile to the steamed bun shop together.

Mu Yanxiao was still holding the portrait.

He didn't ask her all the way when the wind rose, but now that she was still holding her, he was curious.

"What are you doing with this?" He pointed to the portrait in Mu Yingxiao's arms.

Mu smiled and glanced at the boss who packed the steamed buns, and said intentionally: "I like it." ”

When the wind rose, I heard Mu Yanxiao's tough tone, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, if you like it, you can like it." As he spoke, he reached out and took the brown paper bag containing the steamed buns.

The steamed bun boss saw Mu Dark's cautious side, and said with a smile: "Young man, isn't your portrait very valuable?" ”

In Mu Yanxiao's eyes, this portrait is indeed valuable, because no matter what, this is also painted by the best painter here, but if you tell this steamed bun boss, it will be too much to show off, so she deliberately put on a shelf and said: "It's not worth much." ”

"And what are you doing here?" The steamed bun boss laughed.

Mu smiled and said, "Boss, if you want it," she glanced at Feng Qi, who was staring at her, and continued: "You give me fifty taels of silver, how about I sell it to you?" ”

"So valuable?" The steamed bun boss asked.

Mu Yan smiled: "No, this is just an ordinary portrait, but you say that it is valuable, then it proves that it is indeed very valuable in your eyes, so you say that you can buy fifty taels or not?" ”

The steamed bun boss was also embarrassed by Mu Dark's laughter, "I.. I just see you hug so tightly, just.. Having said so, just kidding, just kidding. ”

"I'm a guy who likes to take jokes seriously." Mu said with a smile, smiling at the steamed bun boss.

The steamed bun boss looked at the wind with an embarrassed look for help.

When the wind rose, he glanced at the steamed bun boss, cleared his throat and said, "Okay, don't joke with others, let's go." He grabbed Mu Yanxiao's wrist with his hand.

Mu Yan frowned, and before he could speak, he was pulled away by the wind.

The steamed bun boss breathed a sigh of relief in the next second when Mu smiled and left: "That little beggar's mouth can really speak, and he was almost deceived fifty taels, so dangerous." ”

On the other side, Mu Yanxiao walked side by side with the wind and asked, "Why are you pulling me away?" ”

"Why are you holding my portrait like that?" When the wind rose, he glanced at Mu and asked with a smile.

Why do it? Mu smiled and didn't know why he didn't want to put down this painting.

At this moment, she wanted to hold the portrait, with no other thought or other explanation.

“......”