"Disciple knows." Mu Qi could sense that Xie Zhiwei was very resistant to being hugged by him, so he only slept next to him, "It's just..."

"Just what?" Xie Zhiwei felt that this posture and distance were barely acceptable, so he had to turn a blind eye.

Mu Hao whispered, "This disciple had a dream."

Xie Zhiwei raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently - with the male protagonist's mental strength, how could he have random dreams, when Hei Lian was drinking tea?

Mu Qian's expression was gloomy, but his eyes were very bright: "Master may not believe it, the disciple dreamed that he was dead, and before the disciple died, for the master, he was just a passerby who met by chance."

Xie Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, a little familiar. After a long while, he said dryly: "You...you are thinking nonsense again."

Mu Qi twitched the corner of his mouth and continued: "Just think that the disciple is thinking wildly, but it is the worst nightmare that the disciple can't let go of. In the dream, the disciple has nothing, and the mother committed suicide in despair, and I did my wish to worship the Taoist Sect and suffered all the bullying. In the end, he was killed by the wicked. The token of recognizing the father and the king was taken away, and the identity was replaced..."

Although the content of the narration is very heavy, Mu Hao's tone is indifferent, as if it was someone else's story, or an event from a long time in the past. But Xie Zhiwei knew that this was not the case, and he couldn't help interrupting: "Don't say it."

Mu Hao slowly looked at him, his mouth never stopped: "The disciple has always been thankful that when he woke up four years ago, he begged the master a few more words. Otherwise, would my life be as miserable as in my dream? end?"

Faced with this question, Xie Zhiwei couldn't say a word.

In fact, in the original book, Mu Hao did make a lot of efforts to change his fate after his rebirth, for example, begging the original owner Xie Zhiwei to accept him as a disciple—avoiding Danding City, where he saw the snake and rat nest in vain, it would save a lot of trouble in the future.

But the fact is that Mu Hao begged bitterly. Although the original owner Xie Zhiwei was embarrassed, he was not moved, and insisted on entrusting him to Bai Jianzhan. Of course, this is also what the plot needs.

What is intriguing is that if the original owner, Xie Zhiwei, took over Mu Hao, would it have progressed to this stage. Anyway, after he crossed over, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed to grab the show, which he deserved.

Xie Zhiwei felt pain in his brain and couldn't help raising his hand to press his forehead.

Mu Hao hurriedly concealed a smile and said, "Master is already tired, because the disciple is ignorant, and he bothers Master with these trivial matters."

Xie Zhiwei suddenly touched his cold hand.

The warm touch of Mu Qi's fingertips disappeared in the blink of an eye. This wasn't the first time he held hands with Xie Zhiwei, it wasn't even a handshake, but it was the first time Xie Zhiwei took the initiative to touch him in such a long time.

Mu Qi was stunned: "Master..."

"Is it true?" Xie Zhiwei asked.

"Disciple... stupid."

Xie Zhiwei sighed, "Is it true to be a teacher at this moment?"

It's all so straightforward, Mu Hao is smart, how can he not understand this? He nodded in a daze, and after a while, his eyes became firm: "Master is different from the dream."

Xie Zhi smiled and closed his eyes. Unexpectedly, he didn't push him again, and he didn't hide inside the bed any more: "Go to sleep, stop thinking about it, and you can see me when you wake up early tomorrow."

The candle light was still flickering, and the whole house was silent. The palace of Kyushu, who had lived in the palace for four years, was still the same, but Mu Hao turned his head slightly to look at the furnishings in the house, and his eyes became hot and he couldn't control it.

He finally took a deep look at Xie Zhiwei, who was so sleepy that he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He stepped forward and kissed Xie Zhiwei's lips lightly, writing down his feelings wholeheartedly, just like writing down those words back then.

——Before leaving Xuanyun Mountain that night, it was the same voice, the same tone, the real person beside him told him: You still have a teacher.

The lower part of the courtroom

Chapter 99 Conspiracy

Xie Zhiwei lay on the bed for a full day and night.

Since his rebirth, he first hid in hiding and broke his heart for the male lead, and then was tired of dealing with the male lead's entanglement and rescue Chu Zhiye, no day is easy.

He slept darkly this night, and when he woke up, it was already the morning of the third day. He sat up from the bed, and there was still a faint herbal scent in his mouth, which was probably fed by Mu Qi when he was asleep.

Xie Zhiwei thought strangely, shouldn't it be... mouth to mouth?

The next moment, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the ear. Before anything else, he was brainwashed by the shadow left by that rebel?

To be honest, he was a little regretful at the moment. That night, heard the male protagonist speak miserably about what happened in his previous life. He was so sleepy at the time that he was soft-hearted when he was not careful, and he comforted him uncontrollably—but, the male protagonist was also really miserable.

But behind every blackened male protagonist, there are always hundreds of tragic past events. Speaking of each and every piece, can he soften his heart?

Xie Zhiwei raised his spiritual power and found that he had recovered a lot.

The room was empty, the sky was bright at the moment, and Mu Qi was not here. But it just so happened that if he was here, he probably wouldn't be able to leave today.

Xie Zhiwei thought: Before leaving, you have to see if the kid is really okay, otherwise, what's the point of this trip?

The curtain made of celestial silk was hanging on the head of the bed. Without hesitation, he tore off a piece of it and covered it on his face, and walked away with the Qingping sword.

As soon as he pushed the door, the guards at the door were surprisingly sharp this time, and they all looked over at once: "Who?"

What the fuck? took it lightly, but why did Yin Cangshan break in so openly before?

Keen is sharp, these guards are a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Xie Zhiwei's skills after all. Before taking a step, Xie Zhiwei flew up like a wild goose feather in a gust of wind. Deep in the rocks.

When the guards reacted, Xie Zhiwei had already flown out of several courtyards along the long forest belt. But don't be nervous that they will come after him. He slept in that room so carelessly for so long, and Mu Ha probably had something to explain.

It's just...it always feels weird.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't think about it, two people suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

It was a sunny day, and the maple trees that had been beaten by the severe frost were exceptionally red. In the pavilion, Yin Cangshan and his daughter were flying kites on the rockery, and Yin Wushuang could be heard shouting "higher, higher" from afar.

The two were distinguished guests of the palace, and there was no one to accompany Mu Ha and the King of Kyushu. There was only a circle of guards under the rock.

Just as Xie Zhiwei was about to get around, Yin Wushuang, who was jumping on the edge of the rock, suddenly stepped on the bottom of his foot and staggered down.

And the direction in which she fell was impartial, just three feet away from the dense forest where Xie Zhiwei was. Xie Zhiwei became the most convenient person to help at this moment.

However, when the accident happened suddenly, Xie Zhiwei didn't have time to think about whether it was or not.

Yin Wushuang shouted indiscriminately, "Daddy save me!"

She was desperate, but Yin Cangshan's cultivation base was limited after all. He ran over three or two steps and jumped down, obviously it was too late.

His body fell rapidly, Yin Wushuang closed his eyes in despair, it must have hurt when he fell to the ground.

However, she didn't wait for the expected severe pain. She opened her eyes in astonishment, and found her father standing by and looking at her, his expression even more astonished than hers. She raised her head blankly, seeing a half-covered face in front of her.

"what"

Yin Wushuang suddenly screamed in fright, and Xie Zhiwei was taken aback by her, and threw her out with a flick of his hand.

Seeing this, Yin Cangshan hurried to pick him up—still a step late, Yin Wushuang hugged Shizilu firmly. Xie Zhiwei said silently in his heart: Quit the group, big brother.