I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 78

Finally, I found flint in the collapsed stove, and also found firewood in the corner, which was not so wet.

She used her body to block the rain, returned to the main hall and started to light the fire.

The old firewood that was soaked by rain did not ignite so easily.

Fortunately, Mu Wanwan had experience and managed to light the fire.

After the water in the incense burner was boiled, Mu Wanwan tried her best to move it aside from the fire.

It was almost half an hour cold before I could barely drink it, but it tasted like cheap incense powder of temple soot.

Compared with rainwater, it is much stronger after all.

It was already evening when the boy woke up, Mu Wanwan handed him the water from the incense burner, and put the steamed buns in his hand by the way.

The boy touched the warm steamed bun in his hand, looked at her and said, "Who are you?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "My name is Mu Wanwan, you can call me Wanwan, of course you can also call me Awan."

The boy gave an 'oh' and didn't speak.

Mu Wanwan was shocked at the moment. From the very beginning when she came here, everything she did was out of control.

But now the girl said she was her.

Seeing that he didn't eat steamed buns but only drank water, Mu Wanwan said, "You can't get full just by drinking water."

Mu Wanwan's thoughts were interrupted.

The boy lowered his brows and eyes, and the wounds on his face and body looked terrible and pitiful under the last ray of sky light.

"You saved me."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Yes, I'm amazing."

But the boy's expression changed: "Didn't they beat you?"

Mu Wanwan smiled even brighter.

"How could it be? They were coaxed into laughter by me. I snatched the bag and hid it in the statue. They didn't dare to check the statue, so naturally they couldn't find me."

The boy's face suddenly turned pale: "Aren't you afraid that the gods will blame you for hiding in the statue?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "What's this called? I have to, and the gods will forgive me."

The boy asked again: "Are you really not afraid that they will find out?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "Poor people always believe in gods and ghosts. No matter how bad they are, they must have heard a lot from their parents not to offend the gods. I made a bet, and luckily I won."

There was some worry in the boy's voice: "It's too risky."

Mu Wanwan smiled even more happily: "Don't take risks, my mother is like this. Fortunately, my father doesn't believe it, otherwise I will die in front of the statue today. Let me tell you another secret, the real god will not blame you Survive the miser who offends him."

The boy nodded half-understood.

Seeing that he still didn't eat a mouthful of steamed buns, Mu Wanwan said, "Why don't you eat?"

The man's voice is a little low.

"I want to give it to Dahui."

Mu Wanwan asked, "Who is Big Hui?"

The boy's voice became softer: "Da Hui is a dog, a dog that will share its food with me."

After speaking, the boy looked at the sky and took a sip of water.

Then he grabbed the steamed buns and put them in the bag, lifted the bag and rushed out.

"What are you going for?"

Mu Wanwan didn't get a response, so she could only follow the boy to a more dilapidated alley.

Behind another rotten basket, Mu Wanwan saw the emaciated big ash.

It's just that Da Hui's body is full of scars from being beaten with sticks, and before they came back, Da Hui had died.

The stench of blood rushed into Mu Wanwan's mind mixed with the boy's crying.

"I said he'd come back for his bitch, and this woman who helped him. Call me!"

Seeing a group of gangsters running towards them, Mu Wanwan could only hold the boy's hand and lead him to run wildly in this silent night.

On a bright day, the boy sneaked back.

He originally wanted to collect the bones for Dahui, but he heard the words of the gangsters halfway.

"Although the dog is thinner and weaker, the soup tastes really good."

The boy cried for a long time after hearing this.

Later, he searched in many ways and found several bones.

He wrapped these bones in his relatively clean inner clothes and buried them under the willow tree by the river.

Time turned again, it seemed like a few months later, and it seemed that only a moment passed.

The boy was conscripted to restore the statue, and it is said that someone saw the green smoke rising from the ruined temple on a rainy day and turned into a god.

The boy just smiled, dug out Da Hui's bones, mixed it with the clay that was poured into the statue, and sealed it into the statue.

After thousands of years, thousands of people will bow down and worship.

At the last moment of leaving the dream, Mu Wanwan heard the boy say, "Ah Wan, my name is Feng Yuan, don't forget me."

"Mu Wanwan? Mu Wanwan."

She opened her eyes and heard Feng Yuan coughing softly.

"what happened?"

Feng Yuan coughed twice: "What are you dreaming about? Why do you keep talking in your sleep?"

Mu Wanwan was taken aback for a moment: "What did I say?"

Feng Yuan paused, as if thinking.

After a long time, he said: "What big gray, what kind of god statue."

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan with doubts in her eyes.

"You do not know?"

Feng Yuan smiled: "What is that? I really don't know."

Mu Wanwan let out a soft 'oh'.

Then he said again: "It's really not a very good dream."

Hearing what she said, Feng Yuan said gently: "Then don't think about it anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to cough violently.

Mu Wanwan could only reach out and give him a hand.

"The ancestor said, there is a backlash in your body that he can't get rid of. What did you do?"

Feng Yuan's cough paused for a moment, but then he coughed harder.

"I said before that as long as you ask, I will tell you everything. That's true, but I really can't tell you the truth. It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it."

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan's face and sighed: "Forget it, then I don't ask."

But he couldn't help associating Chengyan's ban with Fengyuan in his mind.

"By the way, how is Second Master Uncle?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and said: "I was punished by the master, stripped of the name of the real person, and received the same punishment as you, but the prison time was longer than you, 50 years."

Feng Yuan coughed twice again.

"Master still shows mercy."

Mu Wanwan said casually: "The master also said so."

Feng Yuan smiled and said: "Okay, it's still early, I can sleep a little longer. I can't stand it anymore, if I didn't hear you talking in my sleep, I might still be sleeping now."

Mu Wanwan also yawned: "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I can't stand it anymore."

Seeing Mu Wanwan lying down in front of the bed again, Feng Yuan said, "If you sleep like this, you will wake up tomorrow morning with a sore back."

Mu Wanwan looked at the only bed in this room, and said, "Then I can't compete with the wounded like you."

Feng Yuan smiled, and moved into the bed.

"Come on, I don't take up much space when I sleep."

Mu Wanwan was still a little nervous, but Feng Yuan covered her lips and started coughing violently again.

"I can't do anything now. If you are worried that I will plot against you, I will create an enchantment."

Speaking of which, Feng Yuan really tremblingly formed an enchantment for himself.

When Mu Wanwan saw this, she was no longer polite.

Lie down on the bed.

“Still the bed is comfortable.”

The moonlight shines through the window, shining on the end of the bed lightly wrapped in tulle.

After a while, Mu Wanwan's breathing became steady and long.

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