I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 10
After a night of hard work, Mu Wanwan successfully stepped out the door with dark circles under her eyes.

"Huh? Miss Mu, did you steal chickens last night?"

Mu Wanwan forced a smile.

She never had a problem with being a freelance author who never wrote an outline.

Until she got into her own book.

Familiar plots are everywhere, and familiar ideas are everywhere, but I just can't remember where I wrote this paragraph.

After sorting it out overnight, I only sorted out the order of major events.

So Mu Wanwan came to a set of conclusions. An author who thinks where to write is really a headache.

Not for any author, only for myself now.

Mu Wanwan let out a long sigh and walked outside the inn.

"You were beaten?"

As usual, when Mu Wanwan was about to board Zhan Chen, she heard a cordial greeting from Feng Yuan.

Mu Wanwan looked at the man who somehow had the script and caused her to recall the outline all night, and squeezed out a very ugly smile.

"thank you."

"If you don't know how to laugh, you don't have to laugh. It's scary."

Mu Wanwan gave him a blank look.

Yu Jian flew very fast, but because of the spiritual clothes Feng Yuan gave, Mu Wanwan was not as cold as the first time.Mu Wanwan even fell asleep because of the warmth brought by the sable fur.

Feng Yuan looked down at Mu Wanwan who was nodding wildly in front of his chest, thinking it was very interesting.

So the next second, Mu Wanwan was woken up by the cold wind and looked up at the culprit.

"What's wrong with you?"

Feng Yuan focused on Yujian and ignored it.

"Is there something wrong with you?"

Feng Yuan still ignored it.

Mu Wanwan didn't speak anymore because she couldn't feel the cold wind anymore.

How could a cold wind interrupt Mu Wanwan's sleep.

So Mu Wanwan was awakened by the cold wind again.

"Mr. Feng, what kind of grudges or grievances, let's settle it today."

"It's just injustice. I have worked hard to control the sword, and you sleep comfortably. How can there be such a reason in this world?"

Feng Yuan said it plainly, but Mu Wanwan smiled ugly.

"Has anyone ever said, Mr. Feng, you are annoying?"

"Not currently. Everyone who sees me has to call me Guangfeng Jiyue."

Mu Wanwan opened her eyes wide in resignation.

One day she will have a flying tool that does not blow the wind.

Although Feng Yuan said so, Mu Wanwan still had a good night's sleep afterward.

"Young Master Feng, it's getting late, we might as well find a place to rest."

Mu Wanwan, who just woke up, looked at Su Hu who was speaking with a yawn.

"I support."

Feng Yuan heard Mu Wanwan's voice, it was still a little dry because she just woke up.

He just thought for a moment and said, "I remember there is a small town nearby, and it takes about half a minute to get there. Let's go there and settle down."

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan and said, "How do you know there is a small town nearby?"

"I procrastinated for ten days last time, how do you think I procrastinated?"

Mu Wanwan was a little dull just after waking up, she thought for a long time and said, "Oh."

"It's so strange, why is there no light in this town just after nightfall, isn't there supposed to be some fire?"

After listening to Mu Wanwan's confused words, Feng Yuan looked down and saw that the town was completely dark.

"Really, this is too abnormal."

Some disciples echoed.

Everyone knows something is wrong.

So after landing, Mu Wanwan knocked on the door of a family on behalf of everyone.

"Is anyone there?" Mu Wanwan asked.

After a while of silence, Mu Wanwan knocked on the door again.

Then a panicked voice was heard from inside the house.

"Don't catch me! I'm useless and not tasty."

"I won't catch you, I'm human."

The man never spoke again.

A group of people were walking on the empty road, and unknown birds in the trees made "cuckoo" sounds from time to time, and occasionally a slight wind would blow up debris on the ground.

After knocking on the doors of four or five families in a row, they still couldn't find a place to stay.

"There is an inn ahead, why don't we try it?"

Mu Wanwan, who was the tool to knock on the door, strode forward after hearing what Su Hu had said.

Only this time Feng Yuan pulled her back.

I saw Feng Yuan casually pointing to a little monk and said, "Go."

The little novice was caught off guard and was hit, so he could only bite the bullet and move forward.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who! Who is it?"

Anyone could hear the tremor in the answerer's voice.

"Amitabha, this little monk is a Buddhist cultivator of the Tan Hua Sect. He passed here with a group of immortal friends. Unexpectedly, it was getting late. I wonder if the shopkeeper can take him in?"

After hearing this explanation, everyone heard a soft sound in the inn.

After a short pause, there was a new movement.

"Cough!" Only one person spit out a mouthful of old phlegm after seeming to be depressed. "What's the matter? You still call me in the middle of the night, you kid is dying?"

"Someone outside said that he is a Buddhist cultivator of Tan Huazong."

"hiss."

Before anyone could speak, they heard a suppressed exclamation. "You bastards, how did you clean up? Such a big bench is lying here! Ah! Hiss! Oh, it hurts me to death!"

After a long time, everyone saw an old man pull the latch and stick his head out from the crack of the door.After the eyeballs wandered around, he said, "Come in!"

Everyone was relieved and followed the old man into the inn.

"Everyone came from afar, but I hope you remember some rules. After nightfall, no lighting, no loud noises, no going out. Although you are monks, you must abide by the rules here."

"why?"

Mu Wanwan asked.

"You don't have to know why, just do it."

Mu Wanwan wanted to ask again, but Feng Yuan stopped her.

Although everyone was divided into different rooms, after the old man left, a group of people quietly went to Fengyuan's room again.

"Don't you think it's weird?"

"That's right, I've never seen that town look so desolate after dark."

"And that shopkeeper, too suspicious."

"Is anyone of you going to explore this ghost place with me?"

"Forget it! If there is a big monster, we are not enough big monsters to stick our teeth."

"rational."

Listening to a group of people discussing in his room, Feng Yuan couldn't help thinking, what gave these people the courage to talk in his room?
"It's getting late, everyone, get some rest early! I'll check the weirdness here tomorrow."

After the crowd dispersed, Feng Yuan came to Mu Wanwan's room.

So Mu Wanwan couldn't sleep and turned over and saw Feng Yuan at the table.

"Drinking tea in the middle of the night, will you be able to sleep in a while?"

Feng Yuan put down the teacup in his hand.

"It's fine for a cultivator not to sleep."

"Cultivators don't need tea either."

Mu Wanwan replied, but Feng Yuan just smiled.

"What are you doing here?" After the silence, Mu Wanwan suddenly called out.

"I want to ask you, why do they come to me for discussion whenever they have something to discuss?"

"Lie." Mu Wanwan said directly.

"I'm really curious. No one has treated me like this before."

Mu Wanwan paused and said:
"Don't you want to become senior brother Guangfeng Jiyue and live well? Is this unbearable?"

"Does this have any connection?"

Feng Yuan seems to be really looking for the answer to this question.

"That's what decency is all about." Mu Wanwan said casually.

"My evaluation is that it is not as good as the villain." After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took another sip.

Mu Wanwan turned her back to Feng Yuan.

"Do you know the origin of the vision here?"

She heard Feng Yuan suddenly ask.

"I don't know, this is not a plot I wrote."

(End of this chapter)