Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

On the morning of the fourth day, the prison guard brought Han Mengxiao to the interrogation room. When he entered, the light was a little dark, and Yue Wugou stood by the window with his hands behind his back. His tall body seemed a little lonely in his sight, and he didn't know what he was thinking. .

"Master Yue." Han Mengxiao waited for a long time, but did not see any reaction from Yue Wugou, so he couldn't help but remind him.

Yue Wugou turned his head back: "You're here, sit down!" He pointed to the wooden chair beside Han Mengxiao, said this softly, then turned his head and looked out the window.

This...Han Mengxiao was a little strange about Yue Wugou's behavior. The tone he spoke to her didn't sound like an interrogator treating a suspect, but rather like a friend who had known him for a long time.And what happened to him looking out the window all the time?What is he waiting for?Thinking of this, the words rushed out of my mind: "What are you waiting for?"

"Well, wait until it snows." Yue Wugou replied naturally: "Si Tianjian said that there is a strong wind in the northwest today, and there will be snow!"

snow?Han Mengxiao frowned: "What's the matter if it's snowing?" Her intuition told her that Yue Wugou was not that naive little boy who was excited about snow.

"It's snowing, so I can go home." In the quiet room, there were only the two of them. Although they were very close, Han Mengxiao felt that Yue Wuhook's voice was far away. It was an extremely ethereal voice. The feeling made her heart filled with sadness.It made her repeat Yue Wugou's movements unconsciously, and looked out the window.

The sun is shining brightly and there is no wind. Where does the snow come from?

Then Han Mengxiao suddenly felt a little weird. After coming to this world, she was busy recovering from her injuries, and then renovating the dilapidated house in the palace. Moving out of the palace, recruiting staff, until now the black shop opened, such a long time has passed, the world should be in the twelfth lunar month, let alone heavy snow, not even a few snow particles have been seen.

"Has it ever... snowed here?" Han Mengxiao asked tentatively with a chill in his heart.

Yue Wugou didn't look back this time, and didn't seem to notice Han Mengxiao's strange question, and said softly, "No, since I was born, it hasn't snowed."

"How old are you this year!" Han Mengxiao continued to ask.

"Twenty one."

God!Han Mengxiao's eyes widened. Yue Wugou said that he hadn't had snow since he was born. He was 21 years old this year, and the Zimo Dynasty hadn't had snow in 21 years!What kind of world is this?

Han Mengxiao immediately thought of what Yue Wugou said before, and thought about it carefully. She stared at his back and said, "Does it have something to do with you if it doesn't snow?"

"Of course!" Yue Wugou said affirmatively, and repeated what he said just now: "When it snows, I can go home."

"Okay," Han Mengxiao smiled helplessly. She really couldn't understand the relationship between snowing and going home, but this man who was waiting for the snow made her feel like a fallen person in the end of the world. I can't go home!

She remembered what the dead Yuelao told her before leaving: "Meng girl, it's not that I won't send you back. You have your mission here, and you must complete it." As for what it was, Yuelao didn't know. Tell her and run away.

After an unknown amount of time, Yue Wugou turned around, coughed lightly, woke up Han Mengxiao who was immersed in his own world, and said, "I have found the murderer who poisoned me."