Chapter Seventy-One: A Strange Reflection on the Water

Tell yourself over and over again that it is also difficult not to let Jiang Xuejuan go, and you can't blame yourself for it.

Raised his foot and kicked out a small pebble, and plunged into the river, startling several koi that were taking a nap to jump up from the bottom of the water.

Jiang Xuejuan ran all the way to this point, absentmindedly kicked away the eye-catching stones on the road, pouted and muttered: Mu Xichen, you big villain, tell you to leave me! Tell you to leave me!

She suddenly paused, frowned, and found a group of people walking towards Mu Xichen menacingly.

Shepherd. A male voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Dust didn't make a sound, waiting for the comer's next words, and it was clear that there was more than one shadow on the water.

The third master has something to invite you to discuss.

The corners of Mu Xichen's mouth curled, he guessed correctly, if this He Sanye had a big life, he would definitely come to him, obviously directly at the box box, I don't know why he was so obsessed with that thing. He suddenly noticed something in his eyebrows, and his expression tilted his head strangely.

That's what I mean, where is he?

Mirror Moon Little West Lake.

Lead the way.

Jiang Xuejuan covered her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound, third master?

The warm April sun shone on the lake, sparkling and the air was lazy and drowsy.

Mu Xichen didn't care about any good image, he swayed into the gazebo lazily, he was tired and had been asleep for a day, and he was still uncomfortable when he woke up.

The third master is still magnificent, but there is a little bit of fatigue between his eyebrows, the sudden earthquake yesterday was really terrible, and it took place in just two days to change dramatically. The total annihilation of the archaeological team this time was He Lang's biggest loss.

He Sanye raised a cup of tea and drank it into his throat, grunting into his stomach.

Mu Xichen walked up to him and frowned: "Third master, good tea is not tasted like yours.

Hearing Mu Xichen's ridiculous and reprimanding tone, he couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't know who to shoot at with his resentment.

He's always been a smiling tiger, you say, why did just a few of you come back alive? But what about my people

Mu Xichen walked over a few steps and sat opposite the third master, upright.

Yizheng said: The third master is serious.

How to explain that it is good to say that they acted separately and Wen Jie excluded them? Or do you know how to do strange magic and are not afraid of the interference of ghosts? The former is not, the latter is not. This makes people very embarrassed, saying that the former offends people, and that the latter seems to look down on people.

He Sanye slammed down the teacup, my people are all carefully selected elites, even if you all came out, how could they not come out!

Mu Xichen's face does not change color, and the waves on the West Lake are like his undulating heart.

He hooked the corners of his mouth, unintentionally getting lost with them, and stumbled upon the thief hole that had been opened, and escaped. Mu Xichen is only thinking now, why does the third master care so much about the trap box, does it really have a major relationship with this tomb?

Jiang Xuejuan also followed, put her hand on the fat man's shoulder, and happily pinched his round face.

You can't even see this, it's really stupid!

People don't show it clearly, they must have ulterior motives, and they are unpredictable

Kemu shook his eyebrows, his expression a little stiff. Obviously, he listened to Jiang Xuejuan's words.

Mu Xichen smiled and also understood his intentions.

Master, please bow to me! He was so excited that he hurriedly wanted to kneel, but was stopped by Carved Wood.

He took Chenzi's hand, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, you can go about your own business.

Chenzi was so excited that he didn't know what to do, so he picked up a glass of water and put it down again. Walking around the room without knowing whether to sit or stand.

Okay, okay, don't mess around there, what's next? Jiang Xuejuan put her hands around her chest and asked in a raised tone.

She felt that since she had figured out the ins and outs of the matter, it was better to pull her thoughts away, anyway, she had already gotten on their thief ship, and even if she was driven off the boat and thrown ten streets, she couldn't get rid of it!

Mu Xichen was about to say something, but Jiang Xuejuan covered her mouth, she pointed at the tip of Chenzi's nose, and raised her chin arrogantly, I can tell you first, don't try to throw me out again!

Mu Xichen took her hand away, recalling the miserable scenes of Xiao Xiao, his heart seemed to be cramping, and he was about to cut him with a thousand knives.

Don't look away with guilt, don't dare to look at that pair of hot eyes again, even if you look at him more, it will burn him and burn him in the fragrance of April.

Seeing Jiang Xuejuan's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Mu Xichen had already planned, and he quickly turned around and didn't look at her anymore.

Can't let her go, never can. A voice echoed in his heart, telling him stubbornly: Leave Jiang Xuejuan behind, don't drag more innocent people into this disaster. Don't hurt more innocent people, they should have the happy life they deserve, instead of following their own birth and death.

Mu Xichen looked at the expressionless face of the carved wood with a melancholy expression, only to see his lips squirm up and down, and his eyes were about to narrow into a slit, like a cunning old fox, staring at his prey.

Mu Xichen swallowed his saliva, his eyes were like thousands of years of ice in an ice cellar, which could not only give you pressure relief, but also frostbite you.

He didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to rest peacefully these days, although he was very grateful to Jiang Xuejuan for reaching out to help them in the most difficult time, this favor he will never forget. But there are some things that can only be hidden in the bottom of the heart and cannot be spoken.

Jiang Xuejuan hurriedly caught up and grabbed his collar in two steps, and yelled at his face: What do you mean, you make it clear to me!

She was so angry that her face was red and her ears were red, and two tears had already formed in her eyes, as if she had been abandoned.

Mu Xichen lowered his head and was silent, his expression was a little sluggish, he silently pushed Jiang Xuejuan away, and walked out with a shuffling step.

This time, Jiang Xuejuan didn't catch up again, she looked at the back of Chenzi leaving so lonely. Although she had heard that she had not personally experienced the things that they had all experienced, she suddenly felt that she had missed too much during this time, and she had distanced herself from them.

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to touch, but there was always a layer of separation between them, and they no longer seemed to be people from the same world. Or, the orange has faded out of his world.

Her eyes were red, and it was so uncomfortable to be left behind. Finally, she smiled to herself. That's right, from the beginning of his visit to his house, he didn't think to count her as one. From beginning to end, he was just a stray, a person who didn't matter at all to the dust. I was just stained with the fat man's light, and I followed him, and I stumbled into it by mistake.

However, she was still very unwilling. yelled at Mu Xichen's back, I tell you, I won't give up! I've got you covered!

Mu Xichen finally stopped in front of the door, the fat man really opened his mouth and didn't speak, he thought that there might be a turnaround, how could the two of them quarrel like this!

Chenzi didn't want to look back, he listened to Jiang Xuejuan's words, and suddenly remembered what he said to his grandfather a month ago. He was glad that the two of them had the same ambition. It's a pity that they are not the same people.

Said lightly: Whatever you want.

As soon as he turned the handle on the door, he heard a click, and his steps followed unhurriedly.

Immediately afterwards, the door was slammed shut again, and the fat man touched his head and comforted Jiang Xuejuan, but he really didn't know what Lao Mu was thinking.

Jiang Xuejuan is a very strong girl, he will not give up so easily. However, he wiped a handful of tears from the corners of his eyes, and found that he was crying so embarrassed, and his heart was uneven, why did she have to care about it for a long time because of Mu Xichen's words.

She clenched her fists unwillingly, and the fat man sighed helplessly, put his hand on his shoulder, and patted it gently. Don't be angry, he may have his own intentions in doing this. The fat man, with a good voice and good air, attracted Jiang Xuejuan's evil anger.

Whether he thinks I'm troublesome or something, everyone knows everything, there's nothing to hide!

Kemu rubbed her temples, her arm was sore, and she felt uneasy looking at the scheming in her hand. He looked up, just in time to meet the fat man's puzzled look, and withdrew his hand.

You go out too, I need to rest. He swept over the two of them coldly, and finally his gaze wandered over Jiang Xuejuan for a few seconds, and the sudden pain made him frown uncomfortably.

Jiang Xuejuan was inexplicably nervous, and said bluntly: Why do you keep staring at me with such eyes? She raised her eyebrows, extremely aggrieved, you don't want to see me, right! I saved your life! After yelling, he ran out of the door in a rage.

He Fatzi stretched out his hand, stayed in mid-air and paused for a few seconds, looking deeply at the carved wood with a cold expression, a gust of cold wind blew through him and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and the room was suddenly filled with a strange atmosphere. He patted his face, maybe he was an occupational diseaser, and he would always be suspicious.

Naturally, she was not polite to the carved wood, ran to the window twice, buckled the window that was beaten by the wind, and hurriedly rushed out of the room to chase Jiang Xuejuan, this eldest lady's temperament is really unbearable.

The carved wood propped up the sore neck, making a string of crunching sounds to the bone. He put his hand on the coffee table in front of him, his forehead resting on the clenched fists of his hands, the green tendons on his hands were prominent, and even the blood slowly turned black. He was dizzy and could no longer act in front of others. The stomach is also tumbling, as if there are tens of thousands of maggots gnawing at your body.

Carved wood doesn't want to be a walking corpse full of maggots. Fortunately, it is not difficult for him to solve this corpse poison, and he is even more skilled in handling it, but it is just a lot of work. Seeing that the thief hole was exposed, and the last layer was likely to be taken first by others, the indescribable impatience in his heart, this luck hurt even more, his eyes sank, his thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he didn't know what he was planning.

During the day, there is a gentle wind, warm sunshine and clear lake water.

The microwave slapped on both sides of the river, Mu Xichen was dressed thin and tattered, and the clothes on his body had not been changed. He had already walked out of the house, stopped by a nearby river, put his hands in his trouser pockets and watched the fish swim in the river.

Tell yourself over and over again that it is also difficult not to let Jiang Xuejuan go, and you can't blame yourself for it.

Raised his foot and kicked out a small pebble, and plunged into the river, startling several koi that were taking a nap to jump up from the bottom of the water.

Jiang Xuejuan ran all the way to this point, absentmindedly kicked away the eye-catching stones on the road, pouted and muttered: Mu Xichen, you big villain, tell you to leave me! Tell you to leave me!

She suddenly paused, frowned, and found a group of people walking towards Mu Xichen menacingly.

Shepherd. A male voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Dust didn't make a sound, waiting for the comer's next words, and it was clear that there was more than one shadow on the water.

The third master has something to invite you to discuss.