Liu Yang was in a mess. At this time, he didn't even know what to do. Now he was redundant, but he had a lot of things that attracted this old guy. He should... he wouldn't kill people like this just because I deceived him!

But the old man suddenly laughed, and Liu Yang was a little confused when he smiled. The old man tiptoed, raised his hands and patted Xia Mo and Liu Yang gently, saying, "Since everyone knows him, that's the best. Brother, since everyone is not a stranger, then you will treat this place as your own home in the future, and there is no inconvenience."

Liu Yang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the old man would say such words, which made him speechless. At the same time, he was more wary of him. He clearly knew everything but pretended to be unaware of it. He could hide his true feelings in his heart so much, which shows that he was definitely a very terrifying person.

Soon Liu Yang followed the two of them, walked into the door and sat down. It was consistent with the appearance of the room. The interior decoration was also very simple, with exquisite solid wood furniture everywhere, the hall was filled with various rare potted plants, and several ancient paintings of calligraphy and paintings of Mingxiu people were hung high on the walls. The streamlined layout gave people a comfortable experience of gathering, as if living a life of seclusion in the mountains, forests and pastoral areas.

Lying on the quaint and comfortable sofa, smelling the fresh air around, gradually, this peaceful and contented atmosphere made Liu Yang feel extremely happy, forgetting the pressure from the outside. Just as Liu Yang was about to fall asleep, a slightly light footstep sounded.

The footsteps were hesitant, a little hesitant, and a little hesitant.

After so many years, the two young friends have met in a real sense. Are both parties really ready?

"Liu...Liu Yang, well, thank you for saving me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know what to do." Xia Mo finally walked in front of Liu Yang, put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and was a little panicked and nervous.

Seeing Xia Mo's dirty look, Liu Yang had previously dissipated because the other party's resentment of revealing his lying unintentionally. Yes, the other party just did it unintentionally, so what if the other party really hurts him? The young love and the unforgettable childhood friendship, no matter what happens, no matter what the two parties do, how can there be no way to let go of this love?

"It's okay, it's just a simple task. But you, you... haven't seen each other for ten years, and I didn't expect you to become like this. However, it's quite non-mainstream." Liu Yang smiled and said with some meaning.

After hearing what Liu Yang said, Xia Mo looked even more panicked. Her body, which seemed a little weak, was constantly curling up, and a trace of water vapor flashed in her eyes. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak but stopped, as if she wanted to tell Liu Yang something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Liu Yang sighed, patted Xia Mo on the shoulder gently, and signaled her to sit down and not to force herself too much to say something she didn't want to say.

They looked at each other without saying a word, but there was only that kind of unfamiliar silence. Perhaps Xia Mo's personality had changed a lot compared to before, or perhaps the older she grew up, the more she grew lonely. The more she thought and did less, the more she was anxious when she was young, she could never find the happiness of saying anything or saying anything.

Both sides sat quietly on the sofa, smelling the slightly fresh fragrance of flowers on the balcony, Xia Mo gradually closed her eyes, looking very intoxicated and enjoyable. Perhaps in her heart, sitting quietly beside her friends and leisurely spending time is the real happiness!

"Pikachu..."

After a whisper beside her, Liu Yang felt a slight sense of oppression coming from his right shoulder. Xia Mo actually fell asleep leaning against her shoulder. She slept soundly, accompanied by light snoring from time to time.

Pikachu Xia Mo, you... Do you still remember our toy friend when I was a child. Looking back on what I did at that time, I feel stupid now, but in my stupidity, I reveal my childhood innocence. The joy of childhood is like a silent poem, like a colorful dream, the most eternal happiness.

With his face tilted, Liu Yang carefully looked at the girl's side face, for fear of waking him up. The face of the clearly contoured face has not been washed for a long time, and it looks a little dirty, but the big eyes and small mouth are extremely symbolic. Perhaps all the girls' side faces are beautiful. Before he knew it, Liu Yang's heartbeat accelerated rapidly.

This posture was maintained for a long time. It was not until Liu Yang heard the sound of the nanny walking out of the kitchen to serve the meal. Xia Mo then wiped her eyes with a sleepy look. Looking at her, she should have forgotten what she did just now, but maybe that's fine.

Dinner was simple, but it was full of strong hometown flavor. After having dinner casually, Liu Yang came to a arranged bedroom. The bedroom was decorated very simple, with a large rusty bed, a simple wooden table and a few chairs, as if he hadn't lived in it for a long time.

After sighing slightly, Liu Yang climbed onto the bed all at once. However, as soon as he touched him, a pain came from his back. He was so shocked that he quickly jumped up and came to the ground.

"Damn it, this brand of bed is so hard that it actually makes me feel like sleeping on stones. It's not that the old guy wants to harm me."

He lifted the bedding on the bed, and dripping sweat flowed down Liu Yang's cheeks. Sure enough, his senses were good. The bed was really a stone, but the stone was too big and square, and even the edges around it were not smoothed out. No wonder it felt so uncomfortable when I fell asleep...

But why does this stone feel familiar? It seems that I have seen it somewhere and where is it? Liu Yang kept scratching his head, recalling the plot related to it with some confusion.

A trace of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind, wait, isn’t this stone the same as the stone carved with the “Sage of Monkey King” under the artificial lake that day?

Liu Yang was suddenly shocked and almost screamed. He was completely sleepy. He kept the bedding far away, turned on the room lights, and looked at the boulder up and down, for fear of letting go of a slight detail. However, what surprised him was that except for the four words, the boulder was almost the same, and it could be said that it was printed out in the same mold.

Liu Yang was extremely excited in his heart. As before, when facing this stone, he always felt extremely familiar. Perhaps these seemingly irrelevant things have a great relationship with him...
Chapter completed!