It’s not going back in the true sense. Those are the scenes that exist in the memory of the monster Wangchuan, but they are also extremely realistic. Everyone can feel the moonlight and evening breeze from the ancient times, and even the hanging on the head of the rain pavilion by the bridge. Lanterns and the warmth contained in their light make people feel so friendly.
Several women stared at Wangchuan obsessively from time to time. In front of that beautiful face, all the strange things seemed to have lost their appeal. Wangchuan's hands were hidden in the "fluffy" fat sleeves, and his whole temperament seemed quiet and gentle. Suddenly, like a pebble hitting the water, the lake woke up, and a young child ran towards the bridge. No one could just look at it. At a glance, one could guess that it was the childhood Wangchuan, and behind the little Wangchuan, a dozen domestic servants and maids dressed in ancient human costumes ran out.
Bell pointed her finger at the stone railing on the bridge and praised: "Were you so good-looking when you were a child?"
Wangchuan always had a charming smile on his lips, and he replied: "You are also beautiful, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
Lingdang leaned closer to Mu Ziyun and asked, "Can they not see us?"
"Of course," Wangchuan replied, "This is just my memory. I want to ask you to help me find the real murderer of my mother from my memory."
"Then you don't have to start watching when you were a child." Mu Ziyun and Xiao Wangchuan met face to face. Xiao Wangchuan seemed to have discovered Mu Ziyun and suddenly rushed towards this side. When Mu Ziyun was stunned, Xiao Wangchuan had already passed through his body. Mu Ziyun looked back and ran onto the bridge. Standing in the middle of the crowd, Xiao Wangchuan always felt that something was wrong. The feeling just now was very strange. He deliberately asked Wangchuan: "Why did you suddenly turn in this direction at that time?"
"It's been a long time. I only retain these pictures in my memory, but I don't remember my past thoughts." Wangchuan's behavior and way of speaking have always been unhurried. Compared with Ge Yuan's laziness, he No one can find any flaws in his behavior.
No one paid much attention to this scene, but after a few breaths, the scenery around them suddenly changed, and everyone saw a beautiful boy of thirteen or fourteen playing in the river in the daytime. His naked upper body was illuminated by the sun, and even He could reflect light, and his fair skin was perfect, but everyone also saw that the young man standing in the river was in human form, but on the river was a huge beast shadow. Fang Tianmu looked coldly at the grass and trees beside the river, It turned out that they were not the only ones peeking at the beautiful boy in the river. There were more than ten girls of different ages hiding in the dark, taking in the "beautiful" scene in full view, for fear that they would miss some rare details.
Ge Yuan lazily scratched the back of his head and said, "Zi... Do you want us to find the murderer, or do you want us to see your grace back then?"
"Don't worry." Wangchuan did not move towards
Instead of looking in the river, he kept staring at a path ten steps away from the river. After a moment, a warm voice came from it. It was a woman. She shouted: "Chuan'er, is that you?"
Then a human woman, probably Wangchuan's mother, slowly walked out of the path. She was wearing a red butterfly robe, her hair was tied back like a butterfly tail, and there were four pearls hanging from her ears. Although her face was not decorated at all, , but still touching, but it has not yet reached the point of captivating a country, and its beauty is not half as good as that of a bell.
"This is my mother," Wangchuan continued with a hint of sadness and happiness, "She was originally the daughter of a commoner. After meeting her father, although she gained the status of a noble, she still did not change her old habits. , she will do everything herself, such as washing and cooking, alas, she is a good enough mother."
Kite asked: "Then where is your father? He is disguised as a human noble, right?"
"We'll see you soon." Wangchuan's tone suddenly had a hint of strangeness, as if there were a variety of emotions mixed in, and Mu Ziyun could see it.
Soon, the scene changed again. On this day, large dark clouds appeared in the sky in the noble's courtyard. All the servants timidly hid in the room, and their breathing became cautious. After two thunders, accompanied by yellow lightning, a head The giant white wolf that was more than thirty feet long floated down from the dark clouds. It stepped on the auspicious clouds that were very inconsistent with the dark clouds, and stepped down step by step. After approaching, everyone was shocked by the aura of the ferocious ancient beast. Holding his breath and concentrating, one of his eyes was twice as big as a tiger's eye. The blood in it was as thick as a hemp rope. When its head touched the sky above the courtyard, it suddenly shrank, then shrank upward a little bit, and finally stood. At the bridge in the courtyard was a man who looked humanoid but had an animalistic streak. Everyone only saw his back and felt that he was unapproachable.
Suddenly, the man turned around and stared at everyone for a moment. This man's face was very similar to Wangchuan's, but not as beautiful. The corners of his eyes were licked back with red rouge, but he looked very evil. sex.
Mu Ziyun turned back to look at the house behind him. Because it was in Wangchuan's memory, he could not sense the breath of any living being. After Wangchuan's father turned around, he walked towards the house. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Wangchuan Shaking his head and sighing, Mu Ziyun came closer and asked, "What was he looking at just now, the people in the room?"
Wangchuan replied: "Yes, he doesn't like humans."
"Then why did you marry your mother?" Du Xiaoyue asked.
Wangchuan paused for a moment, the light in his eyes dimmed for a moment, then flickered again, and said, "He said that mother is different."
The scene around them came to Wangchuan's mother's room. Everyone saw Wangchuan's father sitting cynically behind a low table with something on the table.
For snacks, Wangchuan's mother knelt down in front of the low table and served her carefully. Like those slaves, she seemed to be afraid of the man in front of her. This didn't look like love at all.
Wangchuan's father was like a snarky human hooligan. He took a bite of the snack, chewed it twice before vomiting it, and cursed: "Stupid pig, I don't eat salty food, can't you remember?"
"You have bad teeth recently, so please eat less sweets." Wangchuan's mother's tone was gentle, as if she was comforting a child.
"Hey, don't put on such a face for me, you idiot. Human beings still make me unhappy. Do you even care about me?"
Everyone was very unhappy. Their fear of Wangchuan's father disappeared and was replaced by contempt. Kite said angrily: "I can't see where there is love? Does he really love your mother?"
Wangchuan didn't answer. Her mother took out a box from under the table and said, "I bought the purple jade beads you asked for this morning. Take a look."
Before the box could be opened, the man shook his hand and knocked the box away. The purple jade beads shattered into pieces when they hit the stone surface. He also cursed: "I just wanted it in the morning! What's the point now? Stupid pig, get out of here!" After that, he stood up, kicked over the table, and walked out the door.
Ling Dang's head was on fire. He pinched Mu Ziyun's waist with his right hand and said murderously: "There is such a man! Even if he is a beast, he shouldn't treat his wife like this. Men in the world, bah..." Mu Ziyun hurts He was trembling all over, but his attention was not here. Even the scene just now made him feel something was wrong. It was that feeling that was indescribably strange.
Wangchuan said at this time: "My father and my mother were very affectionate at first, but during a battle with the Ironwood Beast, he was seriously injured on the head, so his temperament changed drastically, but my mother never left me."
"So that's it," Hu Zi said, his mood a little better, "If this man did this on purpose, it would really make people angry!"
"Is your father gone?" Mu Ziyun asked.
"No, tonight is the lantern festival, and he will take my mother to see the lanterns." Wangchuan nodded, and the whole scene changed again. Under the night, the small street was brightly lit, and humans at that time wore various specific clothes. The witch costume is said to be a lantern festival. In fact, the focus is on the various shops on the street, mostly food, and then some exquisite decorations. There is a lot of traffic on the street, and there are only a few gaps for people to walk. The strange thing is , everyone could only see the backs of Wangchuan’s parents in the crowd. They were like wooden figures, walking forward, hardly talking to anyone or looking at the lights, and no one on the road seemed to say hello to them. This time Not only Mu Ziyun, but everyone else also felt that something was wrong. It was not that his parents' behavior was too weird, but that there seemed to be something wrong with the scene in his memory.
