Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife

After shaking his increasingly groggy head, Shen Wenchen steeled himself and continued on his way.

The road was slippery after the snow fell, and now the speed of chasing the moon has slowed down a lot.

It wasn't until late at night that Shen Wenchen couldn't hold on any longer, so he stopped his horse and rested on the side of the road.

There were very few refugees on this road, and occasionally a few would walk away in a hurry when they saw him.

After lighting the fire, Shen Wenchen's face relaxed a little.

He took out a pancake from his bag, strung it on a stick and placed it by the fire to heat, then he began to take off his clothes and apply medicine on himself.

There was already a thick layer of scars on the heel. Although it was a little cracked, it was fine and did not continue to fester.

Who knew that when Shen Wenchen was about to put medicine on his back, he saw an old man sitting next to him without any courtesy.

Seeing Shen Wenchen looking at him, the old man even smiled at him, and then picked up the branch himself, looking a little disgusted at the pancakes on the branch.

"This pancake is burnt. Well, that means I don't mind it."

While the old man was talking, he never stopped moving his hands. He patted the dirt on the cake and put it into his mouth.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Shen Wenchen pursed his lips but didn't say much.

Just an old man.

With this thought in mind, he took out another pancake from his bag and baked it by the fire. Then he frowned and reached behind his back to feel for the injured area.

Seeing that he ignored her, the old man touched his black beard.

This boy has a really good temper.

After grunting and finishing the pancake in his hand, he was not polite and reached out to take out the freshly heated pancake.

After he succeeded, he looked at Shen Wenchen with a hey, waiting for his reaction.

As a result, Shen Wenchen continued to take out pancakes from his bag to heat them as if he had lost his temper. He even took out three pancakes this time as if he was afraid that he would not be full.

Seeing this, he still didn't want to offend him, but now the old man didn't believe in evil. He still didn't believe it. Could this boy be made of mud?

No temper at all?

It wasn't until he ate eight pancakes in a row that he was so choked that he gave up and surrendered.

Forget it, these young people can't do it on their own now.

"Uncle, are you choking?"

Seeing that he was choking, Shen Wenchen took his own water bag and handed it over.

After drinking water, the old man felt better, but he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to be half paralyzed. He cleared his throat and sat up straight.

"You don't have anything to say?"

The old man kept his eyes closed for a long time and did not hear Shen Wenchen's question. He only quietly opened half of his eyelids to look at him.

As a result, Shen Wenchen was concentrating on baking the pancakes in his hands, as if he didn't hear what he said.

"Shen Wenchen!"

Hearing that the old man was angry, Shen Wenchen turned to look at him: "Uncle, did you call me?"

Shen Wenchen's face was pale now, and his face was full of exhaustion.

Seeing him like this, the old man's original intention of teasing him disappeared.

I just find it a bit boring.

"Are you going to find that girl from Nanzhi?" The old man kept talking and didn't bother to tease him anymore.

Looking at him like that, it would be better if he teases him a few more times before he falls here.

"yes."

It was no longer strange to hear him say his wife's name, Shen Wenchen.

I can be a person in a book, so what's impossible with more ghosts?

Maybe this old man is a weirdo from somewhere who specializes in teasing passers-by.

"You kid, are you stupid?" The old man was also angry now, and even his beard stood on end.

"If you want to find that girl from Nanzhi, just keep walking along this road. When you reach a fork in the road, go to the left. If you walk for three days, you will see her."

Shen Wenchen stopped eating the pancake and turned to look at the old man with some doubts.

"You still don't believe me?" The old man became even more angry when he saw the doubtful look on his face. He just stretched out his hand and touched his beard. After a long time, he calmed down and said, "You kid, you are really going to piss me off." ! If you don’t go, you’ll have to wait to collect that girl’s body!”

After speaking, he snorted coldly and turned his head to the side, leaving only his back.

Seeing the old man's silver hair, Shen Wenchen also stopped what he was doing, got up and was about to continue on his way.

Regardless of whether what the old man said is true or not, just look at the direction when you reach the fork in the road. Yancheng is in the northeast, so you can't go wrong.

"You are quite impatient, but can you save that girl if you just go over there?" The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was anxious, and asked while staring at Shen Wenchen with a smile.

Shen Wenchen was stunned when asked, and quickly saluted and asked, "I wonder if the old man can save my wife."

"What method?" The old man chuckled, put a finger on Shen Wenchen's chest and said, "I don't have a method, but you do."

"I...have?" Shen Wenchen was confused by his actions. Could he have any way to save Nan Nan?

"Since you have gone to her place, you should also know that she should not be here in the first place." The old man stroked his beard and waited for Shen Wenchen to ask questions.

"So, are she and my wife the same person?"

Shen Wenchen hesitated a lot, but still asked the question.

He spent a full twenty-one years in that world in the three days after he fainted, but he could clearly know that he did not belong to that world. What about Nanzhi?

The first time she saw herself, she was surprised, wondering how she ended up there, rather than excited.

If the current Nanzhi is not Nannan, what about the little habits that the two people resemble?

"Is it really that important?"

This question left Shen Wenchen speechless. After being silent for a while, he still nodded.

"important."

He couldn't allow himself to fall so in love with someone who was not his wife.

This is not fair to our own Nannan.

But if they are the same person...

Thinking of this possibility, Shen Wenchen couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad for a moment.

Or perhaps because of the selfishness in his heart, he hopes that they are the same person, so that he can relieve himself from so much "burden" in his heart.

Seeing what he was thinking, the old man coughed softly and continued: "Then let me get straight to the point. The two of them are the same person, and everything is connected by cause and effect. You have also read the book. In the book, Lin Nanzhi finally She will die, so that the plot can continue. If you want to save her, you must understand all these things. As for what will happen in the future, since there is an extra Lin Nanzhi, everything depends on whether you can fight it alone. "

After saying these words, the old man stood up, patted the mud on his robe, turned and left.

When Shen Wenchen looked up again, the thin figure had already blended into the night, and there was no trace of anyone walking on the ground.

After eating the pancake, Shen Wenchen rubbed his swollen temples, patted Zhuiyue's neck, got on his horse and continued on his way.

Three days...

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