Quick Wear: I am the shopkeeper at the Merit Pawn Shop

The old man hasn't finished his porridge yet.

The old monk outside, after drinking a large bowl of porridge, his whole spirit and energy became different.

He looked at the main house where Shen Mo was with sharp eyes, but still couldn't help but ran in.

Shen Mo's eyes shot straight at the monk, and the monk was so scared that he quickly retreated.

What a little brat! That look is too scary. Can he still play happily?

In fact, Shen Mo was preparing to speak, wanting to take the opportunity to ask his grandmother.

So, why did the old monk come here to make trouble instead of drinking the porridge?

As soon as he came in, Shen Mo forgot how to bring up this matter.

You have to know that when his father had just passed away, the old man was in a very bad spirit. If he mentioned those days, it would inevitably make the old man recall the past and hurt him again.

The plan Shen Mo finally decided on was to use hypnosis. Deep hypnosis can help the old man release his tense spirit.

Shen Mo took the bowl out of the room and looked at the old monk sitting under the eaves, wondering what he was thinking.

"Thank you!"

"what?"

"You helped clear the blockage in my grandma's waist and legs. Otherwise, she would have to stay in bed for at least half a month."

"Isn't it just using some internal energy? It's nothing. As long as you give me some of the porridge I drank today from time to time, it will be fine."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows.

Seeing his reaction, the old monk thought that Shen Mo was in trouble: "Okay, okay, I know that this kind of rice must be scarce. One meal today is enough."

Shen Mo smiled slightly: "Actually, I can still get some rice."

The old monk got up from the ground excitedly: "This hidden family is really so awesome, how can they put so many of these goodies in the mustard seed space?"

Hearing the old monk say this, Shen Mo thought that the old monk had misunderstood.

It's better to let it be a misunderstanding than to suspect him.

Shen Mo was originally thinking about finding a reason to explain where he got the magical rice, but now he didn't need to think about it, as the monk had already thought of it for him.

However, no one else would be able to tell that this was magical rice, because the old monk was a fellow monk.

There are three rooms in grandma's house, one for grandparents, one for when his parents were at home, and one for him.

After my father died and my mother remarried, my parents' room was locked.

Now Shen Mo definitely wouldn’t share a room with the old monk, so he opened the lock of his parents’ room.

When I opened the door, I saw that the room was only covered with a thin layer of dust, and everything inside was the same as before.

Shen Mo used a dust-removing talisman to remove all the dust, took out a quilt from the box, and let the old monk live in his parents' room.

Turning around, he went to his room. The room was tidy and dust-free, just as it was when he left.

Shen Mo cleaned up the house.

At night, Shen Mo came to grandma's room.

The old man in the room slept very soundly.

Shen Mo sighed, took out a soup spoon, and tapped it lightly with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

The old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you the Shen family, a hidden family?" Shen Mo asked.

"Yes." The old man answered simply.

Shen Mo's heart finally settled down, but he seemed to have more things to bear.

Although the client's soul has been torn to pieces, he has accepted all the merits of the other party, and he will not let the enemy of the Shen family get away with it.

"How did you get out of the Shen family in the first place?"

"I am the youngest daughter of the Shen family. My father was betrayed by someone from a hidden family and was ambushed by assassins from the island country. He was seriously injured. In order to keep the family going, he sent a butler to take me away from the academy in Shengjing overnight."

Shen Mo always thought that his grandfather was from the Shen family, but he didn't expect that his grandfather was actually a son-in-law, and his grandmother was the daughter of the Shen family.

It’s no wonder that those people let my grandmother go at that time. After all, a daughter who was about to get married was not a cause for concern.

"Have you had any contact with the Shen family since then?"

"The Shen family was wiped out. For so many years, I have been trembling with fear and dared not let others know my identity. I also have no dealings with the hidden families. Perhaps because I am a woman, the people of the hidden families have no defense against me, and I am happy to rest and recuperate here."

"Does the Shen family have any inheritance?"

Shen Mo originally thought that the Shen family shouldn't have anything passed down.

If it could be passed down, the old lady would definitely give it to him instead of letting him be an ordinary person.

This time the old lady's expression changed again and again, as if she was struggling to wake up.

Shen Mo didn't expect that this question would confuse the old lady, so he tried to comfort her mentally.

"I gave the things to my son, hoping that he could carry forward the Shen family, but he died without even a body left. I don't want my grandson to follow in his footsteps. As long as my grandson is safe and sound, that's enough."

Shen Mo now knew why his grandparents didn't tell him anything.

It was because of their deep love for him that his grandparents didn’t even dare to tell him that the Shen family was a secluded family.

Perhaps, the two old people have guessed that there is something strange about their son's death.

At this moment, Shen Mo decided not to reveal the real cause of his father's death.

Telling it out loud will only add to the old man's sadness and won't change anything.

"Sleep well! Have a sweet dream." Shen Mo knocked on the iron spoon again. The crisp and pleasant sound made the old man fall asleep peacefully.

Shen Mo looked inside the old man's body and it was obvious that the old man's spirit was much more relaxed after the hypnosis.

After all, humans are emotional animals. Once too many worries accumulate, their spirits will become blocked, which will affect their internal organs.

The demise of the Shen family and the death of her son, one thing after another weighed on the old woman like a huge rock, and she could do nothing.

Grandma has been carrying too much, now let her hand over these heavy burdens to him!

It’s not that he likes to meddle in other people’s business, but the Shen family deserves it.

After tucking the quilt for grandma, Shen Mo turned around and went out.

After entering the skill space, Shen Mo continued to practice.

Because of the heights he had reached in his previous life, his cultivation was particularly smooth.

He practiced all the way to the Great Perfection of the Qi Building Stage, and then stopped.

Inside the ancient building, several middle-aged and young people were all kneeling on the ground trembling in fear.

"Hasn't the body been found yet?"

A dignified middle-aged man stood at the top, looking down at the young people at the steps of the hall.

Although Lan Junde looks like a middle-aged man, he is actually over 200 years old and is the head of the Lan family who has the final say.

In the Lan family, Lan Junde is like an emperor.

"We found out that they were going to hunt down Monk Huiguang from Baifeng Temple, but Monk Huiguang disappeared."

"Where is the kid from the Shen family? Is he related to Lan He's death?" His sharp eyes swept over everyone.

"We have heard the report sent by Lan Yue, saying that the kid from the Shen family is just an ordinary person and he probably didn't kill the person, so Lan Yue and Lan Huo went to find the old monk." The middle-aged man replied.

"Humph, an ordinary person? How can an ordinary person survive until now when his luck has been diverted? Do you think that bad luck is a joke? He is not ordinary, he is even a very dangerous person."

Shen Mo never thought that he had entered the vision of the head of the Lan family.