Chapter 12

Mu Yu : "Kid...?"

　　Mu Yu looked at the man for a few seconds and asked, "Are you thirty years old?"

　　Are you ashamed to call me a kid?

　　The young man in white was startled, and suddenly burst into laughter.

　　Mu Yu was about to remind him not to make any noise, but suddenly he realized another problem:

　　"Can you see?"

　　There was no doubt that he could see Shi Wuzhi.

　　He just turned sideways to look at me, obviously because he was blocked by Shi Wuzhi.

　　The man in white smiled and tilted his head, "Guess."

　　Wuzhi pressed Mu Yu's head with his backhand and pushed him back.

　　Are you still chatting?

　　The man in white chuckled and took a step forward.

　　Wuzhi placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, raised his thumb, and the sharp blade gradually appeared.

　　Mu Yu also felt that the appearance of the man in white was strange, and he looked nervous and not like a serious person, so he hid behind him obediently.

　　After hesitating for a moment, he gently poked Shi Wuzhi's back and whispered, "Safety first. If we can't win, we can just run away."

　　Can't win…

　　Shi Wuzhi's body undoubtedly stiffened, and the next second, black and red evil spirit rolled out from his body, mixed with a little golden light.

　　The man in white narrowed his eyes, clicked his tongue, and jumped back lightly, as light as a leaf, instantly creating distance between him and the opponent.

　　Ghost guardian?

　　interesting.

　　Shi Wuzhi swung his sword without any expression on his face, and the light green sword energy spread out diagonally and rolled over like a crescent moon.

　　The man in white didn't seem to expect that he would not say a word and just start fighting as soon as they met, and his smile froze.

　　The sword energy arrived in an instant, and his body suddenly became blurry, swayed like a shadow, and turned into smoke and dissipated.

　　Shi Wuzhi sneered, and his escape skills were quite good.

　　He sensed a very strong yin energy from the person who came, which was completely different from the two ghosts last time.

　　The other party did not reveal his purpose at all, and he will definitely come again.

　　Mu Yu poked his head out from behind again, "Disappeared?"

　　That's definitely not a human being.

　　After confirming it from all sides, he immediately praised: "You are so awesome, you really beat him away. What was that thing that came out of your body just now? It's quite handsome..."

　　Especially those golden dots, he almost reached out to touch them.

　　Currently General Shi's learning progress is still at the Three Character Classic stage. Mu Yu's little mouth speaks, but it sounds like a mystery to his ears and he can hardly understand it.

　　But his expression was so vivid, his eyes were shining, his eyebrows were beaming with joy, and just by looking at him, you could guess what he meant.

　　Shi Wuzhi didn't think anything of it at first, after all, the ghost just ran away instead of being killed by him.

　　But now seeing Mu Yu like this, he suddenly felt a little happy.

　　It seems... that he was chased away?

　　General Shi nodded reservedly and put the bronze sword back into its sheath.

　　He had done this action countless times in his life, and it had almost become an instinct. It was as simple as eating and drinking.

　　Mu Yu exclaimed in envy, "So handsome..."

　　Perhaps because he came from a rebel background, there was undoubtedly something almost savage and bestial in the master. If he relaxed even a little, his sharp horns would immediately be exposed.

　　Just like what happened just now, wild and cool.

　　As the blade was sheathed, the sharp edge on his body was also hidden.

　　so cool.

　　The division general thought to himself, I have more opportunities to play with guns.

　　Unfortunately , due to the age , the gun barrel has weathered and the gun tip is missing.

　　Otherwise you can use it for fun.

　　It was almost twelve o'clock when they finished visiting the exhibition, and Mu Yu went to the storage room to get his things.

　　The sun was shining brightly outside. He opened the big black umbrella he had brought with him and waved to the teacher, "Come in."

　　This is a walking national treasure and must be protected.

　　Shi Wuzhi looked down at him slightly, then looked at the big black umbrella that was almost brushing his scalp, and went in silently.

　　He was tall, and once he came in, the originally spacious space suddenly became cramped.

　　Mu Yu quickly raised the umbrella a little higher.

　　The wind in midsummer was full of heat, and the heat reflected from the stone road made people's skin hurt. Mu Yu took two steps and couldn't help but move closer to Shi Wuzhi.

　　He always feels cool and comfortable...

　　Shi Wuzhi glanced at the landlord who was almost rubbing against him as he walked, and said nothing.

　　If it were when he was alive, those subordinates would have been beaten to death on the spot if they dared to rely on him like this.

　　When they arrived at the rest area, there were already quite a few people sitting there.

Mu Yu found an empty seat in the corner, secretly lit some incense, and then poured out two cups of lemon black tea.

　　He added a few ice cubes into the drink before going out. They haven't melted yet, and the cool juice slid down his throat, instantly suppressing the heat.

　　He let out a sigh of relief.

　　Sweet and sour, really delicious!

　　Shi Wuzhi was sitting under a large parasol in the rest area, with little pig and little rabbit buns around him, which looked out of place. Three incense sticks were stuck on the rabbit's forehead, and custard filling was seeping out from the gap at the bottom, spreading a sweet fragrance in the warm air.

　　The feeling is very subtle.

　　It is summer vacation, and many parents bring their children here.

There was a little boy holding a bubble gun in his hand, running and spraying countless bubbles.

　　The bubbles moved with the wind, accompanied by innocent laughter, and were reflected by the sunlight, creating colorful drops that swirled around.

　　It's as beautiful as a beautiful dream.

　　Shi Wuzhi was fascinated by the sight, his gaze following the rise and fall of the bubbles, and for a moment, his thoughts flew far away.

　　He had never had such a comfortable life.

　　It seems like you don't have to do anything, think about anything, just bask in the sunshine peacefully.

　　Life at the border is hard, the food is hard, and life is even harder.

　　The Barbarian frequently harassed the Han people, plundering their food and livestock, slaughtering the elderly, men and children, and abducting women, forcing them to give birth to Xiongnu children.

　　Some women could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide on the spot.

　　Some of them, like weeds in the desert, managed to survive and then looked for opportunities to escape back to the Han Dynasty.

　　Children who were forced to be born were often not tolerated by the world because they had only half Han blood.

But Shi Wuzhi's mother said more than once that blood is not everything. As long as you feel that you are Han Chinese, then you are Han Chinese.

　　Shi Wuzhi felt that he was a Han Chinese.

　　But the price of becoming a Han Chinese is very high...

　　The sudden vibration of his cell phone brought him back to reality.

　　Mu Yu answered the phone, "Sister Lan?"

　　The person who called was Jiang Lan.

　　He originally thought that Jiang Lan went to the restaurant to eat and didn't find anyone, but as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he felt something was wrong.

　　"Xiao Mu, I want to ask you for a favor..."

　　Half an hour later, Mu Yu rode his electric scooter back home.

　　Jiang Lan's car had already been parked downstairs. When she saw him coming back, she pulled a little girl's hand over and said, "Xiao Mu."

　　The little girl was probably a high school student. She had thick eyebrows and big eyes and looked very impressive, but her forehead was dark and her eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that she had not slept well recently.

"Who is this?" Mu Yu asked.

　　Jiang Lan said: "This is my niece, Hu Qingqing, Qingqing, this is Mu Yu, call me Brother Mu."

　　Hu Qingqing looked at this young man who was only a few years older than her with some curiosity, "Brother Xiaomu."

　　My aunt said he was a great man, but why did he look so young?

　　It's like a white flour dumpling, soft and fluffy. Is that okay?

　　Mu Yu called them up and took out another cup of mint lemon black tea from the refrigerator and poured it for them. "You must be too hot. Drink something first and take a rest. We'll talk slowly."

　　Shi Wuzhi did not leave either, but stood beside him.

　　He felt an extremely faint yin energy from the little girl.

　　Jiang Lan picked up the cup, but didn't drink it. He held it in his hand and poured it over several times, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

　　Hu Qingqing is her brother's child. She is a sophomore in high school this year and has been smart and clever since she was young.

　　She was different from ordinary children. When she was young, she often saw things that others could not see, but the adults at that time thought that this child was just talking nonsense to attract attention and did not take it seriously at all.

　　Only Aunt Jiang Lan felt that Hu Qingqing was not that kind of person, and she listened carefully every time.

　　About half a month ago, a message suddenly came out in Hu Qingqing's class group, saying that a boy in the class had drowned while surfing at the beach.

　　Hu Qingqing wasn't particularly familiar with him, and after she followed the crowd in mourning, something felt a little off.

　　At first, the little girl felt inexplicably cold, but she didn't have a fever, so she didn't take it too seriously.

　　But later, I vaguely felt that someone was always following me.

　　She even called the police on her way home from cram school.

　　But the police helped check the nearby surveillance cameras and didn't find any suspicious persons, so the case was dropped.

　　Parents are worried that the excessive study pressure may cause hallucinations?

The little girl is young, but she is very opinionated and always sticks to her own views.

　　She did feel like she was being followed.

　　But outsiders can't see it.

　　After several times, Hu Qingqing's parents lost their patience.

　　The little girl knew that it was useless to argue with them, so she packed her luggage and said that she wanted to go to her aunt's house to relax.

　　Hu's parents knew that she had a good relationship with her aunt since childhood and Jiang Lan was reliable, so they did not stop her.

　　Everything was fine during the first two days, as if the ghost that was following secretly was shaken off by Hu Qingqing.

　　"But just last night," Jiang Lan said solemnly, "she came knocking on my door holding a pillow."

　　"It's here."

　　Standing in the dark corridor, Hu Qingqing said calmly.