Chapter 7 Eyeballs
"Brother Mo, you finally woke up!"

Not a clear boyish voice, Mo Rang sat up and looked, it was Cai Lan.

This calm young man's face was pale at this time, and the light in his eyes was slack. He should have been meditating just now, and his breath was not stable for a while, but his eyes were more enthusiastic than before.

"Why did the young man wake up my elder brother?" Mo Rang teased with squinted eyes.

Seeing that there was no joy in his eyes, Cai Lan opened her mouth and muttered, unable to say thank you for a while.

Then Mo Rang said again: "Since I thought I was old enough to save you, it's not wrong to call out Big Brother."

Cai Lan felt that Brother Mo's expression was not happy at this time, and secretly wondered if he had done something wrong.

From escaping from the wolf's mouth to leading everyone into the village for rectification, although he thought the village was weird at the beginning, he didn't think it was a good idea to recuperate in the wild. If they encountered such a giant wolf again, they would only have a dead end.

"Dare to ask Brother Mo, did I do something wrong?" Cai Lan already felt that something was wrong in her heart, as expected.

"If you recognize me as your elder brother, you shouldn't bring your elder brother to this kind of place..."

"Just out of the wolf's mouth and into the ghost cave..." Mo Rang scanned the surroundings with his skills, the crimson light was buried deep in his eyes, and the ghostly aura that was so thick to black almost drowned out the light he felt just now.

Really two black eyes.

"This place is not for strangers to enter, let's take advantage of it now..."

"squeak"

Before Mo Rang could finish speaking, the door was gently pushed open, with an old groan, and the hem of the washed Ai Lu's skirt swayed like water.

A tall woman came in, holding a red-patterned porcelain bowl in her plain white hands. Her skin was as white as snow, and her crimson lips contained pearls. It was not the stunning beauty of a beautiful face, but it was also the fresh echo of mountains and moons. Her blue hair coiled up. , with a piece of thorn hairpin on it, and the ailu skirt on her body is slightly faded, just standing there can make people feel like moths.

Mo Rang didn't speak again, and glanced at her, from the woman's dull eyes to her high swollen abdomen, thinking deeply.

Before he could move, he saw that Lu Lingqian had stood up and walked towards the pregnant woman, "Ma'am is inconvenient, so don't worry too much about us."

She hurried forward to help the pregnant woman hold the big bowl, only to see that the bowl was shiny with oil, and it turned out to be a big bowl of stewed noodles in chicken soup. The tender meat and vegetables were bright in color and fragrant, and it made people appetite at a glance.

Meng Ju couldn't help but began to swallow while watching. They had been exhausted for more than ten days, and all they ate on the road were tasteless dry food. Where had they seen such delicious food.

"Thank you, ma'am." Meng Ju hurriedly thanked him, his round face with big eyes and a smile squeezed into lines, his right hand hooking the bottom of the bowl, for fear that the chicken noodle soup would be gone if he thanked him too late.

"What's so funny about that?"

"Young hero, take it. We peasant women can only watch cooking, and I want young heroes to try their handicrafts." The young woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and raised her hand to cover her tiny white teeth.

"Then thank you ma'am"

Only Cai Lan stood there cautiously, frowning and thinking about what Mo Rang said, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she wished she could quickly drag everyone out of this place.

But that bowl of Tianjia delicacies, delicious and delicious, was a different scene in Mo Rang's eyes.

——The dilapidated red-striped bowl was filled with thick and dirty dirty blood, and in the dirty blood, there were countless eyeballs moving flexibly, tiny blood vessels crawling and agitating on the red and black eyeballs, these eyeballs His eyes spread all over the house, monitoring everyone in the house.

Dirty, spooky.
Mo Rang was a little disgusted, thankfully he had a much stronger psychological endurance after inheriting the memory of hell, so he wouldn't spit it out on the spot or be scared like a dog.

Don't look away before the eyes are noticed, and notice that behind the young woman there is an old man who is described as rickety. This old man should be a man of high morals, at least in his lifetime. His face is full of wrinkles, but he always wears a kind and majestic smile. , compared to the young woman's exquisite but dull face like a puppet, it can make people feel more secure.

"Village Chief, why are you here?" Lu Lingqian's big eyes suddenly widened, and he seemed to be very close to the old man.

"Ha, the old man came to see if the young heroes are not used to living in this old house. If you need something, don't be polite to us." The old man stroked his beard, his eyes were full of smiles.

"I'm used to it, I'm used to it." Meng Ju hurriedly explained, "This is the best house we've ever lived in these days. Thank you, the village chief!"

"That's right, that's what I want to say too." Lu Lingqian stroked her head, her face was small and delicate without the bamboo hat covering her, and her smile revealed a little girlish charm.

The old man smiled, and shouted to the back: "Wan Shi, come in quickly." A tall and strong man came in through the door. He had a square face and simple and honest clothes, and his clothes were worn but clean. , holding a large basin in his hand at this time, he said heartily: "This room is still too small, I'm afraid it will be crowded with young heroes!"

"Where, Brother Dashi, hurry up and come in."

After "Wan Shi" came in, the "Pangdang" water basin was put on the shelf, and the young woman's bowl of chicken noodle soup was quietly placed on the table.

The eyeballs kept rolling.

Mo Rang smiled, it seems that he is also a "person" that the brats are familiar with, and there are really many ghost scenes.

This smile just made the village chief look at him.

"I haven't said hello to you yet, how dare I ask this young man's name?"

"His surname is Mo, and we are called Brother Mo."

Cai Lan stood next to Mo Rang, which happened to be the closest to his saber.

"In that case, I'll be called Daxia Mo." The old man laughed, "Since Daxia Mo has woken up, we should celebrate together! Today happens to be the sacrificial day in our village, and the children in the village yearn for knights the most." , can you young heroes please tell us something about the adventures we encountered on the road, just to coax those children."

Just as Meng Ju was about to agree, he heard senior brother Cai Lan cough twice.

"Thanks to the village chief for his kindness in advance. It is really a blessing for me to meet the village chief who is so hospitable and hospitable!" Cai Lan cupped her fists at the village chief. Word out."

Lu Lingqian also wanted to agree, but when he thought of his senior brother being injured, he lost all mood, and declined the village chief's invitation, looking worriedly at the calm young man beside the bed.

Meng Ju is not stupid, after seeing the atmosphere of several people, he also chose to stay.

"Okay then." Mo Rang saw a trace of embarrassment flickering in the eyes of the village chief, but it was well concealed by the old man, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, "Young heroes, please rest well, if there is anything to call me to wait for."

After speaking, he took the young woman and the tall man out together.

The young woman glanced at Mo Rang before she left, but seeing the kind smile on his face from the bottom of her heart, she stopped thinking about it.

The moment the door closes.

Mo Rang looked at the bowl of eyeballs on the table and knew that tonight, he would be completely thrilling.

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