I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 35

The time to come was unlucky, just in time for the rainy season in Lanying.

The misty rain was hazy, and the distant hillside could not be seen clearly.There are still boats passing by on the nearby river.Looking towards the passing green waves, several literati recite poems in the shaking boat to the sound of rain.The singer led by Xiaozhou, wearing a coir raincoat, plays the pipa, singing gracefully.It disappeared into the mist without knowing it.

Only the sad voice passed through the rain curtain and reached everyone's ears.

"Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing, the green mountains on both sides of the Strait greet each other, who knows the love of parting?

The monarch is full of tears, the concubine is full of tears, Luo Dai's concentric knot has not yet been formed, and the tide at the head of the river has calmed down. "

This is Lan Ying.

It is the landscape like ink and wash, the melodious singing in the mouth of the singer, the tranquility of the raindrops hitting the awning boat, and the slight snoring of the drunken literati sleeping peacefully.

A group of people walked towards the inn on the Jiangnan rain.

The closer she was to the inn, the more Mu Wanwan felt that Song Zhujun's hand holding her was tightening.

Mu Wanwan turned her head to look, her face turned pale.

She didn't say anything else, but put her hand on the back of Song Zhujun's hand. Song Zhujun looked up at her, and Mu Wanwan smiled.

"When I think about meeting the immortal cultivators from the Beast Sect and Qingyin Pavilion, I'm afraid. I've never seen such a scene, Mr. Zhu, you have to protect me."

Song Zhujun's face softened a little and said: "Okay, just follow me, I will protect you."

Mu Wanwan nodded, Feng Yuan seemed to hear the movement, and turned his head to take a look.

But through the rain, Mu Wanwan wasn't sure if she had read it wrong.

After arriving at the place, Mu Wanwan didn't know why Song Zhujun behaved like this.

The girl standing at the door was wearing a tight-fitting black dress, on which various animal patterns outlined by colored threads emerged.All kinds of silver ornaments are hung on the body, and the same silver ornaments are also made into small ornaments on the head.The forehead on the forehead seems to be woven with the skin of some animal, and it is connected to the back of the head, and there are several beautiful hairs of different birds at the connection.

At first glance, except for the color of the clothes, anyone who looks at it will praise it as cute.

But with that stern face, no one dared to say such words.

When the face that resembled Mr. Yu Song Zhu looked at Mr. Song Zhu, Mr. Song moved forward unconsciously.

"sister."

The person called Sister turned her head and stopped looking at her, but just walked in with the people in front of her.

Mu Wanwan took two steps and stood beside Song Zhujun, only then did Song Zhujun realize that she had left Mu Wanwan just now.

But Mu Wanwan just slowly closed the umbrella, and said softly, "That's your sister."

Song Zhujun nodded.

Mu Wanwan dragged her in.

Song Zhujun looked at Mu Wanwan's legs and feet, which were still very difficult to walk, and silently lowered his head.

After a group of people sat down in the hall, Song Zhujun silently blocked Mu Wanwan.

Compared with Song Zhujun, who is so invincible, Mu Wanwan is much calmer.

She picked up the teapot, poured a cup and put it in Song Zhujun's hands, then slowly poured another cup for herself.

Everyone was still talking about the water ghost.Mu Wanwan held the teacup in her left hand, watching her nose and heart.

It's just that the right hand has been placed on his injured leg.

She is the most uncomfortable in this continuous rainy weather.

After the pain was relieved, all the sensations came back.

Although it is an established fact that her right hand cannot be used now, Mu Wanwan didn't find it difficult to accept.After all, it was a foregone conclusion from being nailed to wear.

It's just that she still has some hope in her legs, and she didn't think there would be such troubles.But now it's not all over yet, and Lanying has come again, and Lanying is still raining continuously.

I'm afraid it will hurt every rainy day in the future.

"These people are really interesting. Compared with Lanying water ghosts and corpse demons, there are many ways to form consciousness, and they can all be corpse demons. Besides, the reason why corpse demons mutated is because I will deer The spiritual meridian at the foot of the mountain has been transferred to the past life by the cloud. Even in order not to let you find out, I even sent a lot of corpses to guard the deer mountain. These people now speculate that Lanying Water Ghost and Corpse Demon have the same origin How is it possible? Spirit veins are not plants, you can have as many as you want."

Mu Wanwan was not in the mood to listen to these people's analysis, the pain in her bones had made her lose her ability to think.It's just that the Nightmare Demon didn't let her be cleansed. When others analyzed it, it vetoed it.

Mu Wanwan couldn't listen anymore, so she took off the earhooks and felt that her ears were much cleaner.

After finally finishing the conversation, Song Zhujun had just walked two steps with Mu Wanwan's arm when he heard a voice behind him.

"Mr. Zhu, you stay. I still have something to say to you."

Song Zhujun stopped and looked at Mu Wanwan who was sweating faintly on his forehead.

Without looking back, he helped Mu Wan up to the second floor at night.

"Senior Sister Lan Jun, let's go back to the room first."

A voice came indistinctly from behind.

Song Lanjun just waved his hands, watching his thin sister help another person upstairs.

He stood there for a long time without moving.

Mu Wanwan followed Song Zhujun into the house and was put on the bed.Song Zhujun took the gold needle and stabbed it at Mu Wanwan's leg.

"Be careful, don't cripple my legs."

Song Zhujun smiled: "How come, I am the most talented medical practitioner of the Cangshan School, how can I be so bad."

Mu Wanwan continued: "Then who knows? If I miss, can I still have this leg?"

Song Zhujun looked up at Mu Wanwan's eyes filled with tears.

"No! Seeing how scared you are, your accent has changed."

Mu Wanwan patted Song Zhujun's head: "Cry if you want to, there's nothing to hold back."

Mr. Song Zhu stopped the needle, and tears fell down.

"This is the first time I haven't listened to my sister's words, but I'm not that scared, and I even feel happy. Now that the tears are streaming down, I actually feel a lot more relieved in my chest."

Mu Wanwan didn't say anything, just waited for Song Zhujun to calm down slowly.

After Song Zhujun calmed down, Mu Wanwan said, "My leg has been hurting for two hours, and Miss Song won't help me."

Song Zhujun gave Mu Wanwan a needle and said, "Yes. I don't know who it is, and it makes me cry. But I delayed it myself, and it was my fault in the end. I was really wronged."

"Hiss." Mu Wanwan suddenly gasped.

Song Zhujun said anxiously: "But it hurts? Where does it hurt? But I just got the needle and didn't get it done? I shouldn't have argued with you, now it's over."

Before Song Zhujun finished speaking, Mu Wanwan pinched her face.

"I lied to you. You care so much about me, but you still speak so poisonously."

Song Zhujun patted Mu Wanwan's hand off his face.

"You deserve it."

Saying another needle.

Mu Wanwan was also not used to her, and let out another cry of pain.

Song Zhujun asked anxiously, and Mu Wanwan laughed again.

"I still lied to you. Miss Song really likes me very much."

Song Zhujun and Mu Wanwan played around for a while before opening his mouth seriously: "Yes, I like you the most."

Mu Wanwan just gently stroked Song Zhujun's hair without opening her mouth.

(End of this chapter)