Original God, looking for the heart

"Is this your understanding?" Shenzi is the palace secretary of Narukami Taisha Shrine and is also the editor-in-chief of Yaedo novels. She is very sensitive to words, so she heard the connotation of Mobei's words, "I can see that. He is very important to you. I have told you what you want to know."

Mo Bei couldn't answer the question and was stunned for a while before finally leaving an angry sentence: "I hate you."

"Haha," Shenzi smiled briskly after hearing this, not looking angry, "After seeing him, I bothered to apologize to him on behalf of my best friend."

Mo Bei put away "Zhu Yue" and responded coldly: "He doesn't need it." Then he left here.

——Inazuma, Konta Village——

Konta Village is located at the foot of Mt. Kagemata, separated from the bustling Inazuma Castle by only a field of white foxes.

However, with only this field separating them, the gap was like a sharp forged knife, cutting the village and the city into two parts.

A simple dirt road with sparse weeds on the ground. Even they lowered their bodies and complained about the harsh environment. Most of the houses here are low. They use a few pieces of wood to build pillars, pile up stones that they polished by themselves, and cover them with several layers of thatch to serve as roofs...

This was shocking to Mobei, who had just witnessed the prosperity of Daozuma City.

In front, an old man in ragged clothes was struggling to knock the cordials on the tree with a wooden stick. Mo Bei quickened his pace and stepped forward to help.

Unexpectedly, when the old man saw Mo Bei walking towards him, he was so frightened that he dropped the stick in his hand. He couldn't move his legs, so he could only stand trembling and leaning on the tree.

"Grandpa," Mo Bei greeted him with a smile and picked up the stick on the ground, "Are you picking violets? How about I help you."

The moment Mo Bei raised the wooden stick, the old man knelt on the ground with a "plop". He grabbed Mo Bei's trousers, hunched over and tremblingly begged Mo Bei not to pick those viola melons: "Sir... please, please, please, let me do it by myself... I'm a kid, I just want to I have nothing to eat and I don’t have any money to pay taxes for you..."

Mo Bei was shocked by the old man's behavior and stopped.

What is he saying? !

Putting down the wooden stick in his hand, Mo Bei squatted down and tried to help the old man up. But the old man was kneeling on the ground, unwilling to get up.

"Old man, please rest assured that I am not a person of three principles. I just want to help you this time and will never extort your money. Moreover, I also want to help you and help everyone."

The old man had doubts, but finally stood up with Mo Bei's help. He repeatedly stated that he really did not have the money to thank Mo Bei for helping him pick violet melons, and begged him not to embarrass him again.

Mo Bei had already started picking the violas while promising that he would not do anything detrimental to the old man.

After picking the violet melons, Mo Bei asked the old man, where is his home? The old man held a wooden stick and motioned for Mo Bei to follow him.

If there is a big road, the old man will choose to take the small road. He explained that the officers and soldiers would come here from time to time to inspect, and the rations they collected would actually be turned over.

"We gave them all the food rations, and they said they would share it equally with us. However, most of the food fell into their mouths. In the end, the food we handed in was not enough to fill our stomachs. If they find out what they have hidden, Food, we... we can just..." The old man was so choked up that he couldn't finish the next sentence.

"How could they...!" Mo Bei gritted his teeth. Are they already so greedy?

"Child... I looked at your clothes and thought you were a member of Sanfengxing, or a young master from some family. Those actions just now, just think that I am an old fool. We common people are all forced... "

His heart felt as if it was being strangled by a snake. The hand holding Jin Gua was tightly clasping his sleeve. Sympathy, anger, disgust, these emotions made Mo Bei's breathing difficult.

Finally, they arrived at the old man's home successfully.

The house where the old man lived seemed to be lower. As soon as he entered the door, there was a damp smell that was almost moldy. It was terrible. Same as life here. There is not even a decent piece of furniture in the house. The wooden board placed on the mound of earth serves as a stool, a table, and even a bed.

The old man felt that his own home could not accommodate him to greet this friend, and he was full of apologies and shame. Mo Bei doesn't dislike this place at all. He expertly cooked lunch.

"Oh," the old man stepped forward to stop him, "good boy, just come here, grandpa. Look, I don't have anything to entertain you at home, so why do I have the nerve to ask you to cook?"

"Grandpa, I was originally a person who walked on tar sand, and we also ate violet melons there. I have been outside in the past few years, and when I saw the violet melons, I felt familiar. Look, why don't you let me come? Let’s make this dinner. ”

The old man nodded with a smile and hid the remaining violas.

Cut open the violet melon, add an appropriate amount of salt and roast it, and you have a simple dinner. As soon as the "table" was served, the door of the room was violently kicked open from the outside, and two soldiers walked in arrogantly with halberds in hand.

Seeing a violet melon on the table, they yelled: "Old man! How dare you hide food secretly? It seems that the lesson learned a while ago was not enough."

The old man's body stooped again, and he kept explaining that this was the food distributed to him before. But those two people would not know whether they had distributed a complete cordyceps, so this person must have something to hide.

"Hey, who gave you the right?" Mo Bei's voice was cold. He put down the violet and stood up. His blue eyes were cold and emotionless, "Don't you know that disturbing others while they are eating is a serious matter?"

"In this place, I am the one with the right! Who do you think you are..." The originally arrogant and domineering soldier restrained himself after seeing Mo Bei's clothes. He took a closer look.

The appearance of the suit and leather shoes, as well as the aura... he is definitely not an ordinary person. What if, what if he is a young master from a certain family, or a person with three beliefs, and if he is angered, there will definitely be no good end! Let’s find out the details first.

"Who am I?" Mo Bei took out the golden feather, and then a little thunder fox lay on the golden feather.

"It's the breath of Master Yadou!"

Not only the soldiers, but also the old man was shocked.

Mo Bei continued to press: "Now, who do you think I am? Huh?"

"No, no, no, sir! I don't dare! I don't dare!" They panicked and even knelt on the ground to kowtow to Mo Bei.

"You have to know whether you can bear the consequences of destroying the mission assigned by Lord Narukami Palace. Or, in other words, how many lives do you think are enough to bear?"

"Sir, please spare us!" Cold sweat kept breaking out from their heads. This time they also felt threatened.

"Give you a chance." Mo Bei sat on the wooden board and crossed his legs. "I have requisitioned all the people in this village. Of course, I am not the kind of unreasonable person. You set a price and treat it as my purchase." of."

"Price? Your Majesty, it's a requisition. How dare we ask you for a price? Your Majesty, just requisition it! We have no complaints, absolutely!"

"This mission is strict. My request is that all soldiers withdraw from the village today and are not allowed to interfere with the village in any form in the future." Mo Bei threw two bags of mola in their faces.

"Since you are unwilling to bid, there is only so much. Remember what I said today. If we find out that you have violated it, we can try the pain of swallowing a thousand steel nails and having my mouth sewn shut with wire. At that time, I will also request "divine punishment" from the general. Furthermore, this matter must not be disclosed to anyone. Understand! "

"Yes! Yes! I understand!" They hurriedly swept up Maura from the ground, saluted respectfully and rolled out.

"Old man, are you okay?" Mo Bei asked the old man if he was injured. Perhaps because he was too involved in the drama, the old man was also respectful to Mo Bei. This feeling of alienation made Mo Bei feel that all his previous efforts had been wasted.

However, since trust has been established once, it is not difficult to establish it a second time. Mo Bei knew what the old man was thinking, and he explained that the thunder fox was just a little trick.

This little trick is actually thanks to Zhu Yue. When fighting the Son of God previously, Zhu Yue stole a trace of the eighth level's aura and stored it in the space. If Zhu Yue hadn't reminded him just now, Mo Bei might have been exposed.

"Old man, I said if. If there was such an opportunity to participate in the resistance, would you participate?"

"This... I am an old man, even if I am willing, how can I resist, General?"

"Old man, what I mean is not to remove the general from his throne, but to expose the evil of Sanfeng through resistance. Only by letting the general see the will of the people can we live the life we ​​want. Our goal is not A certain person, or a certain god, but this inhumane society."

The old man knelt down again, but was stopped by Mo Bei: "Grandpa, there is a saying in our place, "A man has gold under his knees." The body of a poor person cannot be used for kneeling. "

"If it's like what you said..." the old man became excited, "I will fight against all odds...!"

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