Transmigrated to become the Tyrant's Male Concubine

Chapter 146 to the past

The clay figurine was broken in two, and a small piece of his right arm was missing.

Wen Chi squatted down with great effort, and groped for a while on the blood-stained ground before he found his missing right arm. He held the broken clay figurine in his hand, and suddenly found a thick smear of blood on the ground.

The important thing is-

He faintly smelled a familiar light fragrance.

It's the smell of Shi Ye's blood!

The smell of blood in this room was so strong that it almost condensed into substance, covering up the light fragrance effortlessly. If it wasn't for Wen Chi's proximity, he might not have noticed Shi Ye's blood in this corner.

Wen Chi's hand holding the clay figurine was gradually clenched, and he stood up slowly, as if he couldn't hear Zuo Zhi's call, and went straight outside the house looking for the vaguely scented fragrance.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the more he walked outside, the clearer the light fragrance became.

He walked forward in a daze, and walked out of the dark room in such a winding way.

"Mr. Wen!" Zuo Zhi's anxious cry came faintly from behind. She was chasing anxiously, and she didn't know where Wen Chi was going, but she got lost inside, "Mr. Wen, don't move around, wait for me... "

Zuo Zhi's voice was left behind by Wen Chi.

Wen Chi continued to move forward regardless, his pace became faster and faster, he even started to trot, he ran out of this abandoned house, and ran towards the back of the house without looking back.

He walked through groves and paths, through the same dilapidated houses here and there, across a pond...

Finally, he stopped by a lake.

The bright moonlight fell on the lake beyond the horizon, and the dark lake surface was lit with dots of light, which were faintly visible with the slight undulations of the water waves.

The surroundings were too dark, all I could see was the hazy night, and my ears were filled with the sound of rolling water.

The night wind blew away the light fragrance floating in the air.

Suddenly, Wen Chi couldn't smell anything.

He stood by the lake in a daze, like a lost child who couldn't find his home. After a long time, he raised one hand and spread out his palm. Under the moonlight, he could see a stone lying quietly in his palm.

Apart from its colorful color, this stone has no other characteristics.

But in this night, even its only feature was submerged in the darkness.

Wen Chi looked down at the stone in his palm, and unknowingly, tears flowed down his cheeks.

He didn't know what to do.

He seemed to be standing at a crossroads, and he didn't know which way to go.

Even if this magical stone is held in his hand, he is not a protagonist like Wen Liang after all, the stone will not play any role in his hands, but he still wants to use this stone to save Shiye...

Wen Chi's tears became more and more wanton, overflowing from his eyes and flowing down his cheeks, he was sobbing sobbing, he clenched his fists tightly, the stone hurt his palm.

What is he going to do?

What should he do next to save Shi Ye?

Wen Chi's hands were shaking all the time, he put his fisted hand to his lips, and tears fell on his fingers drop by drop.

"Can you help me?" There was a strong cry in his voice, as if he had been soaked in water, and he was so wet that he couldn't breathe. "What should I do? Can you tell me?"

"I beg you, give me a hint."

"Let me find Shi Ye..."

Before he finished speaking, the stone in his palm suddenly trembled.

Wen Chi suffocated for breath, and the whole person was stunned, only the continuous tears still overflowed his eyes like beads with broken threads, and soon, he actually felt a trace of warmth.

The temperature from the cold stone.

Wen Chi spread out his palm in a strange way, and with the opening of his five fingers, wisps of golden light spilled from between his fingers like flowing water of Cheng Liang illuminated by the sun.

When he opened all five fingers, he realized that it was the stone that was shining. The light was not dazzling in the night, but seemed to be alive, gently flowing around the stone.

At the same time, the stone trembled even more violently, as if something was hidden inside and was struggling to break free.

Wen Chi looked blank, but when he realized it, he was both surprised and happy. His heart was pounding, and he carefully raised his other hand, holding the stone with both hands together.

The stone and the broken clay figurine leaned together, and the golden light slowly transitioned to the clay figurine, and then quickly climbed up along Wen Chi's wrist.

In the blink of an eye, Wen Chi was also drawn into the light.

He felt his body was very light and soft, like a piece of feather floating in the air, the night in front of him was gradually occupied by light, and after a while, his entire vision was so bright that it turned white.

The white light gradually became dazzling.

Wen Chi closed his eyes with difficulty, but found that the stinging pain had been drilling into his brain.

pain……

Pain was the only thing left in his sensory world.

The pain was as if countless ants were gnawing at random in his brain.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Chi became numb from the pain, and slowly lost consciousness.

Wen Chi suddenly opened his eyes.

What caught the eye was the blue sky and white clouds, as well as the birds circling and flying in the sky.

The cool wind blew by, and there was the sound of the wind blowing the grass in my ears, accompanied by the subtle sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the grass.

When he was dazed, a young and immature face suddenly appeared in his sight - the little boy had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were also tightly pursed. When he looked down at Wen Chi condescendingly, there was a A sense of superiority.

This kid looks so familiar!

Looks like I've seen it somewhere.

Wen Chi thought to himself, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this child at all, he didn't even remember who he was or where he came from, his memory seemed to be shrouded in a hazy veil, and he didn't even remember who he was or where he came from. Know who your name is.

The little boy couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and just looked at Wen Chi fixedly.

Wen Chi blinked blankly, looked around, and found that he was lying on the grass, and the little boy was standing in front of his head and looking down at him.

"Hi." Wen Chi was a little embarrassed, so he laughed dryly, "Who are you?"

The little boy was expressionless, and replied indifferently: "Who are you?"

Wen Chi scratched his head: "I forgot who I am, I don't remember anything."

The little boy stopped talking.

Wen Chi sat up on his hands and feet, looked around for a while, and found that he was not on the grass, but in a flower garden next to a house. There were red, white and nameless flowers planted around him. Beautiful, but the pollen blown by the wind made him sneezed several times.

Wen Chi rubbed his nose, originally wanted to stand up and walk casually around the house, but then realized that he had no memory at all and didn't know where he was, so he glanced at the little boy who was still staring at him intently, and gave up this idea.

Wen Chi took a deep breath, tried his best to put on a kind smile, and said in a very gentle voice, "Little friend, what's your name?"

"..."

"Do you live here?"

"..."

"Do you know where this is?"

"..."

Obviously the little boy didn't like this at all, his appearance was so cold that he didn't even change his eyes.

Wen Chi, who was choked several times in a row, couldn't continue to ask. Seeing that the little boy remained unmoved, he suddenly began to wonder if the little boy was dumb or deaf?

As a result, he just finished thinking about it when a man's voice came from not far away: "Xiao Ye, come over for dinner."

When the little boy heard the call, he immediately turned his head and answered, "Here we are."

Wen Chi: "..."

He's a dumb and deaf kid, and it's obvious that this little kid didn't want to talk to him, so he pretended to be deaf and dumb in front of him.

The little boy turned around and saw Wen Chi's depressed expression, but he didn't react at all. He didn't even say a word, turned around and started to walk back.

Wen Chi didn't bother to argue with this little boy, he quickly got up from the ground and followed the little boy into the house. He couldn't ask the little boy, but he could always ask the little boy's parents, right?

This house is small in size, but it is decorated in a simple and warm way. When you walk in, you will see a handsome young man standing in front of the dining table and setting the dishes. He heard footsteps, turned his head and smiled, and urged: " Wash your hands quickly."

The little boy rattled and ran in one direction, probably to wash his hands.

Wen Chi clicked his tongue in his heart, he didn't expect the little boy to look weird, but he listened to his parents very much.

After thinking this way, Wen Chi walked towards the man with some embarrassment.

He didn't want to go in and out of other people's houses at will, but he yelled a lot at the door just now, and the man seemed to be unable to hear his voice, and he didn't even turn his head.

"Hello." Wen Chi said politely, "I'm lost, and I don't know where I am..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly turned his head.

Wen Chi, who was caught off guard, was startled by the man's action. Seeing the man frowning, he thought the man was upset at his intrusion, so he was startled, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I yelled at the door for a long time just now. No one agreed, I was impatient, so I went in directly..."

This time, Wen Chi still didn't finish his sentence, the man walked towards him... and then he walked right past him.

Wen Chi was stunned, and quickly touched his body, it was very good and complete, without any wounds, but soon, he realized something, turned around and looked——

Then the man went straight to the little boy who had washed his hands. He squatted down in front of the little boy, took out a handkerchief to wipe the wet hands of the little boy, and said with a smile: "You have to dry your hands after washing your hands, understand. Yet?"

The little boy nodded: "Understood."

The man rubbed the little boy's head: "Little Ye is so good."

The little boy still looked expressionless. He was rubbed on the head by the man, but he looked up at Wen Chi.

Wen Chi had been so shocked by the scene just now that he couldn't recover for a long time, he opened his mouth slightly, and stared at the little boy in bewilderment.

The little boy's eyes were extremely dark, and his eyes were extremely focused, as if he was looking at Wen Chi.

At this time, the man also noticed the little boy's gaze, and turned his head to follow the boy's gaze to Wen Chi, but unfortunately the man's gaze did not focus on Wen Chi, as if he couldn't see Wen Chi, he just looked around suspiciously Look, chuckled lightly and said, "Xiao Ye, what are you looking at?"

The little boy pursed his lips and looked back calmly: "It's nothing."

The man didn't take it seriously, he got up and held the little boy's hand: "It's time to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, a reddish figure came over. She was an extremely beautiful woman. Her appearance was seven or eight points similar to that of the little boy, especially those beautiful red phoenix eyes, which seemed to be reproduced.