Chapter 14 Evil Moon Appreciation and Pilgrimage

"Oh?" In response, I picked up the milky white dress beside me and put it on my body. I couldn't see any ups and downs and jumps on my straight chest. My touching eyes closed slightly and carefully said to the little bodyguard's mouth.

At this moment, I didn't feel any surprise, but continued to be so gentle, looking at the little bodyguard bowing in front of me, "Now, can you tell me who you are? Why is this thing in your hands?

I clenched the things in my hand and looked at the lines. Little by little, they were so familiar that they reminded me of me a lot and forgot a lot.

Evil Moonbook.

Five ears, seven stars, six rings, round abdomen, but the bottom is a square unicorn horn. It means that the sky is round and includes everything.

That year, when I was five years old, my father said that he wanted to reward me for finally reading the books in Shuilan Pavilion, so he looked much happier than usual, and even cleaned up the thick beard that had always been down.

On the fragrant candle, white smoke rises.

This is probably the only day when he has no smell of alcohol, although he always promised me that he would never drink again.

"Dad, have you been drinking today?" I snuggled in his arms and looked hard at his broad shoulders. Then I saw his rare smile, gently and quietly like the blue stars in the garden.

There is softness in perseverance, followed by hidden sadness. I don't know why, I want to hold this man tightly, although this man appears beside me every day, and then even beat me when I can't recite the article.

"Today... I didn't get a drop of wine." Under his gentle smile, there are always unconcealed wrinkles and hate such things, which makes this handsome man a little less handsome.

Although what he said was true, I still knew that he must have drunk. He forgot that there was too much about the truth in the books he asked me to study. I knew that he was lying to me, and even knew that he took a shower and changed his clothes before he saw me, in order not to let me smell that kind of alcohol.

However, I still knew that although I showed my pure white teeth, I smiled sweetly in front of him like a marshmallow.

I looked at the smoke candles that kept spreading in the room, and a thick layer of fragrant ash hit the pure white exquisite case a few times ago, gathering little by little. I don't like to come to this room, because every time I come to this place, I always go through a long corridor, and then the sultry air and the unchanging decorations always give people an inexplicable sense of depression.

I am afraid of the place in front of me as my father said.

My father asked me to put three pillars of incense on something that looked like a mirror, and then made three respectful noises.

It's just a mirror. I don't know why I, a living man, kowtowed to a bronze mirror. Not only me, my father kowtowed to it every time, but I knelt on the mat, while my father knelt on a prickly board.

There are many strange things in the room, which seem to be unbreakable. My father said that those are rare treasures, and no matter how they are taken out, they are of great value.

"Liu Tian, in order to reward you, so you can take whatever you like in this room." My father looked at me with a kind of hope in his eyes.

I don't know if this is testing me.

"Is anything in the house okay?" I repeat this sentence. If I want it, I want something special, which is of great value and useless to me.

My father looked at me with some curiosity and then nodded slightly.

I looked up and looked at my father's tall body. When I was five years old, I felt that my father's figure was really tall that I couldn't see it.

I pointed to the pure white incense table in the middle, and then said seriously, "I want this!"

"Evil Moonbook? Do you want evil moon appraisal? My father's expression flashed with excitement, confusion and a little complexity. It was not until later that I knew what this evil moonbook meant. However, if I had known the meaning of the evil moonbook earlier, then I don't think I would have asked for the evil moonbook at that time, let alone throw it directly after that, but destroy it, completely destroy it, leave no trace, and don't even tell my father.

It turns out that this thing is like a mirror called Evil Moon.

I looked at my father's face, which was a little pale.

"What? Can't you give it to me?"

My father smiled bleakly, and then put the evil moonbook directly from the table in my hand. He was very careful, just like taking care of his life.

I hold the evil moonbook. Such a small thing can be so heavy.

At the age of five, I have learned some basic martial arts. I have to use two hands to hold it completely.

I regret that I shouldn't want this thing, because such a thing is too heavy to hold it, then I can't take anything else.

"Master...Master..."

Piao Bi whispered my name through the tent, and I suddenly passed through thousands of years. The five-year-old memory has indeed been forgotten for too long. It seems that such a position has been covered with thick gray, so that I can't see any vivid colors.

"Hmm?" I cleared my throat, "Now, can you tell me, who are you? Why is this thing in your hands? My smile bloomed again and calmed down.

The little bodyguard in front of him did not speak, but looked at me with a few differences.

Piaobi cleared her throat after learning from my appearance, and then gently put it into my ear through the gauze tent. "Master, he has just answered. Didn't you hear it?"

Do you have it? Why don't I feel it at all? Master, it's really amazing. I couldn't help clencing the evil moon again. Maybe, since I first proposed to want this thing when I was five years old, this thing is destined to determine my fate and be bound to me constantly.

"Then say it again!"

I smiled, I don't know whether it was because of the loneliness in my heart or the self-deprecating just now.

"The small one is just a little bodyguard in the Jingxianju. I'm afraid Mr. Su Yun has nothing to do with this. The man said that as long as you give this, Mr. Su Yun will know everything.

Yes, I know, but I don't know everything.

A frown climbed to the tip of my forehead, and then slowly relaxed. Maybe things were not as bad as I thought.

"Where is this man now? Hurry up and take me to see him!"

The little bodyguard smiled and muttered at the corners of his mouth, "Sure enough, I have touched the wall here for two days, but I didn't expect that the man's small brocade box didn't work."

Yes, there is always a difference between people.

"Quickly, where the hell is he?"

"If Mr. Su Yun doesn't mind, can you reward another 100 taels?" The little bodyguard raised half of his head, and then his eyes rolled up. He felt proud and seemed to have fully believed that he had got another hundred taels of silver, which was much better than working hard as a small bodyguard in Jingxianju. It's only a few taels of silver a month, and now you can earn hundreds of times at a time.

I made a color to Piao Bi, and Piao Bi understood it. Then I took out a stack of silver tickets from the cuffs and took three from it, just 300 taels, and handed them to him.

The little bodyguard's eyes flashed with surprise, and then excitedly took the silver ticket. He couldn't wait, like a greedy fox hungry for dozens of days, which made people bored.

"That's not the person who asked you to do this time, right?" I looked at the little bodyguard in front of me, and there was nothing else in his eyes except the white silver ticket.

The little bodyguard smiled shyly, and then looked at me happily, "As long as Mr. Su Yun thinks this kind of money is worth it. How can a young man like you pay attention to this little money? Do you think so, Mr. Su Yun?

I laughed, and I can't say that the little bodyguard in front of me is useless, but people like him tend to die early. Because most people in the world don't like to be threatened to do something. If they are threatened, then most of this person will get an end, that is, to be silenced, such as the little bodyguard who is laughing in front of me at this moment.

"That man is in the underground dark room of the north wing!" The little guard probably felt that such silver was enough for him to spend, so he finally let go and happily took out a few previous silver tickets and counted them again.

"Oh..." Once again, I stretched out my tight muscles, hurriedly wrapped the close-fitting blue coat, and then slowly lifted the tent open.

"Excuse Mr. Su Yun, the little one still has official business and has to go back to guard it. Can the little one leave?" He still looks so respectful.

Do you have an official business, or do you need to go back and count the silver tickets again, or do you urgently need to exchange silver tickets for cash?

I waved his hand to signal that he could go out.

"Wait a minute," I suddenly stopped him, and then spread out a fan and swept the loose hair on my head. What's the name of the person who asked you to deliver something?

The little bodyguard shook his head, shook his head, and then said that he didn't know. The man didn't tell me. He paused and said, "But Mr. Su Yun has also seen the man who asked me to bring you something?"

"Oh, who is that?" My curiosity rose again, and my already clear heart suddenly enveloped a layer of fog.

"It's the thief who was caught by Mr. Su Yun before. I heard that he really stole a lot of things!"

Thieves? How could it be the thief?

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Some people's love is too perfect, so we can't dodge it and stay away.

Because it is like a white paper that is too perfect to step on it with shoes in any way.

So, such a holy thing should be the best choice to watch and remember.

Although the hearts of those pure and loving people will be hurt by our indifference, they don't know that they don't want to touch it because they are too sacred.

This is the heart of pilgrims, and each of us is on the pilgrimage, looking up to different things all the time.

embarrassing, Mu Mu's clicks are so few, crawling on the ground and crying silently. Cry very hard, dear friends, watch hard, don't be polite.

Dear friends, collect it, red tickets, click on it, comment on it.

Mu Mu is greedy, leave footprints.

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