Xing Mo remained silent and didn't say anything else. He just ate his meal in silence. Seeing this, An Tingyu didn't say anything else either. After the meal, when An Tingyu had washed the dishes and drank the tea, Xing Mo just said two words lightly, "Delicious!"
An Tingyu curled her lips, feeling a little amused. How long has it been since the meal? I'm afraid it's already half digested in his stomach. If he says it's delicious now, will it be too late?
"Are you really not afraid of me?"
Xing Mo somehow brought up this topic again. An Tingyu gave him a strange look and asked, "Do you want others to be afraid of you?"
"Hair, eyes."
An Tingyu was stunned for a moment, then she understood what he meant. "Silver hair, blue eyes, you mean others are afraid of you, right?"
Xing Mo nodded without saying anything.
"So that's how it is!" An Tingyu suddenly understood his strange behavior. Everyone else was afraid of him, but she wasn't. He must have thought she was a strange person! No wonder he kept staring at her.
But he didn't know that when it comes to hair color or eyes, she has seen brighter and more colorful ones. For the new generation of people in the 21st century, hair dyeing technology is very advanced and they can have any hair color they want. So let alone his silver hair, even if a red-haired girl ran out now, she would not be afraid, and it is impossible for her to be afraid.
As for the eyes, needless to say, most Chinese have black eyes, most Europeans and Americans have blue eyes, Northern Europeans have green eyes, Africans have brown and dark brown eyes, Asians have brown, yellow amber eyes, Europeans and Americans have gray eyes, and there are some rare purple eyes. Having seen eyes of so many colors, his blue eyes were just a very common color in her eyes.
So scared?
Stop joking!
"Hey, is your name Xingmo? You should not be a monk, right? But why do they all call you Master?" An Tingyu suddenly asked.
Xing Mo was silent for a while, and then his previously calm eyes flashed with an indiscernible depth. After a moment, he said, "A lay disciple."
"If you haven't formally become a monk, then you don't need to observe the precepts, but why do you still live in a place like this that looks like a palace?" Not everyone can afford to live here.
"I'm tired!" Xing Mo suddenly stood up and left without waiting for An Tingyu to speak.
Behind him, An Tingyu watched him leave, her beautiful eyes thoughtful. Was he unwilling to speak? But why? This was where he lived, his own place. Was it something he didn't want to say, or couldn't say?
But since others don't want to say it, she won't ask next time.
At this time, An Tingyu thought so. She didn't take such an ordinary thing to heart, but she didn't expect that after the self-punishing demon walked away from her sight, he didn't appear again for three days. She searched the entire palace but couldn't find him.
"Are you born in the Year of the Rat? I can't find you once you hide." An Tingyu stood at the palace gate, staring at the magnificent palace with a depressed look on her face.
"Forget it, I don't care about you!" She was so hungry after searching so much.
When she came to the kitchen, An Tingyu turned over the lid of the pot and found that the ingredients were gone. She went to the mechanism according to her memory and opened it, but when she walked into the cellar, she heard some slight movement inside.
At first, An Tingyu thought it was a mouse. After all, this was a place where food was stored, so it was not surprising to have one or two mice. But when she listened carefully, she found that the sound came from a wall of the cellar.
An Tingyu felt strange, and then put her ear to the wall. At this time, the sound was clearer, but she still couldn't hear what was inside.
An Tingyu stared at the wall for a while. "Could it be that there is a dark room in the cellar that looks like a secret room?"
Thinking of this, An Tingyu immediately looked around, and finally, a vase on the wall caught her attention, "Putting a vase where food is placed?"
An Tingyu felt a little strange. She walked forward and wanted to pick up the vase to take a look, but she found that the vase was not movable. Her eyes lit up and she found the mechanism.
An Tingyu turned the vase, and sure enough, everything was just as she imagined. It was a mechanism. After she turned the vase, the wall slowly opened. But when she walked in, what she saw was not some rare treasure or hard-to-find food, but a coffin...
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