with words in mind

Chapter 2 Killer Family 1
"Little Yan'er, are you awake?"

Mo Ziyan was stunned, the voice sounded like a boy!Mo Ziyan dragged the quilt a few steps forward, and opened the door with a cautious expression. He saw the warm light outside, and there stood a smiling young man in black clothes, about eleven or two years old. .

"What? Can't even recognize my brother? Xiao Yan'er." He opened his arms as if waiting for a hug.

"Big brother?" Mo Ziyan was surprised by the young man in front of him with a face like the warm sun in winter. His eyebrows were like a distant mountain, his nose was like a jade cong, and his bright eyes were somewhat similar to his own, with a small bun on his head. , with a dark green headband that hangs down his left shoulder along with his hair.Mo Ziyan tilted her head back to her senses, thinking desperately, she knew that she had a brother, but he was too young at the time, although it is not big now, his memory is incomplete, and desperately recalling, just can't remember the name of the eldest brother, right The appearance of this elder brother is only vague, "Are you really my elder brother? Where am I?"

The boy was slightly taken aback because he didn't receive the hug he wanted, but when he saw the little girl tilting her head and thinking, it was very cute, and then he smiled and said, "It seems that you really forgot me, let's go in and talk. ..I see you are still wrapped in a quilt, it's cold outside, I'll tell you well when you come in." Then he looked at Mo Ziyan distressedly, "Huh? Okay?"

Mo Ziyan nodded slightly and looked at it, because the floor was too cold when he woke up just now, and he looked like a shaved puppy wrapped in a quilt.

The young man entered, went straight to the table and sat down: "This is your bedroom, fortunately, the mountain hermit keeps his word, saying that it is two years is two years, we have already sent people to wait for you on the mountain, I am afraid that you will not recognize the way. I finally found you asleep by the creek, and I took you back all the way."

"I fell asleep? By the stream?" Mo Ziyan lowered his head and thought, "How do I remember that I fell into the water?"

"Your feet haven't touched a drop of water, how can you be considered falling into the water?" The boy pulled a stool for Mo Ziyan and motioned her to sit down.

Mo Ziyan moved and sat up, while thinking: "I can't remember, I just remember that Master took me down the mountain, and I really wanted to be pushed down in the middle, and then it seemed that I slept for a long, long time. After waking up, Here it is."

"You must have fallen asleep and rolled out of bed?"

Mo Ziyan blushed slightly when he heard this, but he was indeed lying on the floor when he woke up: "I don't think so."

"Hahaha, it seems that your sleepless sleep is not even the same as a hermit of Bushan Hahaha~"

Mo Ziyan blushed: "Who made the bed not big enough?" Then he looked at his own bed, only to realize that he had said the wrong thing.

The teenager followed Mo Ziyan's gaze and said, "This" looked back at Mo Ziyan with a slightly sly gaze, "Isn't it big enough?"

Mo Ziyan embarrassedly burrowed into the quilt, revealing only half of his head.

The young man reached out and touched her head, leaned in slightly and said, "You little frizzy, fortunately we found you on the mountain in time, otherwise in this cold weather, no matter how good your body is, it's just your thin robe, You must have caught a cold. It’s good now, you are back in good condition, and your parents must be very happy. It seems that the medical skills of Bushan Hermit are really superb.”

"Medical skills?" Mo Ziyan looked at the boy in confusion.

The teenager was stunned for a while and seemed to understand: "Yes, you were too young at that time, you should not remember it, when you practiced the Mo family's forbidden technique too early, you went into trouble, you were dying, your body was black, and your parents took you everywhere. No doctor can save me when I seek a doctor, so I can only turn to begging ghosts and gods, but I don’t want my parents to find this Bushan hermit and heal you~” Said the young man and patted her head again, “Back then you Being taken away is a secret, neither parents tell me where you are going, until the day you should pick you up, I thought you were real." The young man said with a little sadness on his face, After a while, he raised his head and his eyes were full of stars, "My little Yan'er has come back well!" He leaned over and embraced the little girl wrapped in a thick quilt, showing a youthful smile that is only seen in teenagers.

After a while, Mo Ziyan asked, "Brother, where are your parents?"

The teenager loosened the quilt and wiped away his tears: "My parents are on a mission. It's an urgent mission for my family. I have to go. That's why I asked someone to pick you up." Then he touched you again. Mo Ziyan's head said, "No surprise, they will be back tomorrow at the latest. Today you eat and sleep well, and keep your spirits up!"

"My parents are working hard outside, how can I only think about eating and sleeping." Mo Ziyan said with a frown.

"Hehe, it's only been two years. How can I feel that my little Yan'er has grown up a lot and speaks like an adult~ It seems that the hermit Bushan has the ability to educate you very well."

"Well, Master, he's doing well. He always gave me a lot of gadgets." Suddenly Mo Ziyan stopped, feeling that his memory before and after going down the mountain was a little vague, "Strange. Why can't I even remember what Master looks like?"

"Of course, they are immortals, you have already gone down the mountain, immortals don't want you to remember, you can't remember if you want to remember." The young man said.

"Oh~" Mo Ziyan suddenly became enlightened, "Brother said that seems quite reasonable. But what should I do, brother, I can't even remember your name."

"Little Yan'er?! You even forgot my name!!" The young man couldn't believe it.

"I was too young back then," Mo Ziyan said aggrieved.

The boy's expression softened: "Listen, my name is Mo Zixuan, and I'm your eldest brother."

"Brother Zixuan~" Mo Ziyan called out with a smile.

Mo Ziyan showed a smile, his eyebrows curved and said, "This is what it feels like to be a big brother." Then he hugged Mo Ziyan and the quilt in his arms.Mo Ziyan was also infected by his happiness, showing an innocent smile.

Suddenly, a notification came from outside the door: "News--Young Master, the owner and wife are back!" A young servant about thirteen or fourteen years old came in, with a strong physique, simple and honest, showing perseverance, and seeing the young master holding the young lady. , a little blushing, "Oh, young master, take the young lady to see the owner and the lady, they have already entered the door."

Mo Zixuan: "So soon?" Put down Mo Ziyan, "Quick, little Yan'er, put on your coat and go with me to see your parents."

In the Mojiazhuang hall, the head of the Mo family and his wife were all covered in black clothes with some blood on their sleeves, and there were a few torn sleeves. Please go to Dongyuan to rest, I will go to the blood first."

One of the handsome, gentle-looking young masters said, "Go, let the servant lead us to Dongyuan."

The Mo family took a few steps back before turning around and walking out of the hall, disappearing into the corner of the porch.

Another little boy with an elegant appearance and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth saw that there was no one around: "Brother, we were escorted all the way here, father. Does father know?"

"Don't worry, I will find a way to notify my father, brother, don't worry, your safety and mine are now the first."

At this time, a steward in his 40s hurried over with eight servants, all of them bent over and lowered their eyebrows after standing still.The steward said: "Young masters, please come with this old slave."

The two were about to start when they heard a crisp cry from outside the hall: "Father! Mother! I've picked up Xiao Yan'er!" I saw someone pulling a little girl happily towards this side .

Just outside the door, the teenager found that his parents were no longer in the hall, there were only two young masters in white clothes and their own slaves.

The steward stepped forward, pulled the sleeve of the young man, and said softly, "Young master, the two in front of you are the young masters of the upper family, so hurry up and salute."

As soon as Mo Zixuan heard the seriousness, he let go of Mo Ziyan's hand, and cupped his hands to the two young masters in white: "The two young masters, under Mo Zixuan, is the son of the elder Mo, and this is my sister Mo Zi. Yan."

The older gentleman in white still had a warm expression on his face. He approached Mo Zixun and said, "Don't be restrained. You and I are both the same age, so we should be brothers. This is my younger brother. His name is Qi Ming. He is nine years old this year. Miyamoto's name is Qi Jin, and he just turned ten years old this year."

Mo Ziyun smiled and said, "I'm going to be 11 years old this year, so it's a bit short. My younger sister just turned seven years old this year."

The young master named Qi Ming said, "Hello, Brother Mo, I'm going to be harassing him here for a few days." Then he lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Ziyan, who said, "I don't know what the name of Brother Mo is? "

Mo Zixuan: "The son of the child, there is a careless one in my heart."

Qi Ming: "What about your sister?"

Mo Zixuan: "The same son, the Yan of the King of Yan."

"One is that he has a mission in his heart, and the other is that the ghost gate dominates the King of Hell. It seems that the Mo family's heart is still the same." Qi Jin said.

"I am the Yan of words, not the Yan of the King of Hell." Mo Ziyan corrected.

(End of this chapter)