Mr. Fu ran away again today

Hallmaster Ma said that he brought Molang to Moxiangju, and let the shopkeeper Haosheng serve him?

Mo Chen frowned and thought about it, and finally remembered that he went to Moxiangju to eat and drink with a boy named A Lang yesterday.

But that young man didn't look like the storyteller said, "he is as tall as a bear, his complexion is as black as charcoal, and his whole body is like a wild beast"!

The boy was about the same height as him, thin, and his complexion was not dark, only a little sallow. He didn't wear leaves or bark, and he was wearing ordinary coarse clothes. His hair was tied messily on his head, and he looked like a It's a child of an ordinary family.

That person...is the Desert Wolf?Mo Chen couldn't believe it no matter what he thought.

Seeing that Mo Chen was lost in thought, Hall Master Ma asked: "The island master has arranged this way, but he already has a plan in mind to deal with him?"

plan?He didn't know at all before that Ah Lang was Mo Lang.

However, since Hall Master Ma asked this question, Mo Chen said casually: "Yeah, speaking of it, he and I are also drinking buddies now, why don't I take ten jars of wine and fight with him in the martial arts competition the day after tomorrow?"

Hall Master Ma looked serious: "There are no such rules in Jianghu."

Mo Chen said with a smile: "I'll say it casually, don't take it seriously."

After a while, the kitchen brought dinner, and Mo Chen asked Hall Master Ma to eat with him, but Hall Master Ma didn't stay this time, saying that his wife was still waiting at home.After hearing this, Mo Chen couldn't help but think, Mr. Fu should be eating right now, right?

Ma Tang wanted to leave, so Mo Chen didn't force him to stay, and sat down to eat by himself.

However, he had already moved his chopsticks, and Hall Master Ma was still standing there, asking unhurriedly: "Island Master, you and Mo Lang have a drink, can you reveal his truth?"

Mo Chen shook his head: "Except for drinking well, I really didn't pay attention to the others."

Seeing Hall Master Ma's disgusted face, Mo Chen said again: "But I think they are not as scary as the rumors in the world. I can chat with him quite well, and we can drink wine together!"

Hall Master Ma was speechless, what kind of answer is this?They are competing in martial arts and not fighting in wine.

Thinking of this, Hall Master Ma really didn't want to see Mo Chen again, he cupped his hands and said, "Then I wish the Island Master a complete victory in the martial arts competition the day after tomorrow, and my subordinates will retire."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Mo Chen was still polite: "You really don't want to stay for dinner? There is a chicken stewed in the kitchen tonight!"

Hall Master Ma felt very sad, looking around the Jianghu, which sect leader is not highly respected?No matter how bad it is, it can still be calm and stable.Where is Mochen Island like theirs, but there is such an unreliable island owner, when I see him all day long, I only see him eating and drinking, and I have never seen how active he is in practicing. I know how Mr. Fu can bear him!

Here, Mo Chen finished his dinner and asked another boy in the yard to temporarily take Xu Xiaoliang's place and tidy the bed for him.

Mo Chen didn't go to bed early, but went to the lake with his sword and practiced until midnight.

Ever since Mo Chen knew that A Lang was Mo Lang, he only ordered Mo Xiangju to continue entertaining him well, and he himself stopped going to Mo Xiangju to find A Lang for drinks.

Soon, it will be the tenth day of the lunar new year.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Mo Chen still got up early to practice swordsmanship. After practicing swordsmanship, he ate breakfast and went to meditate.

It rained this afternoon, and everything was wet.

Mo Chen meditated from morning to day, until evening.

Half an hour before You Shi, Elder Cui personally came over to ask him to leave, bringing a white robe with him.

Mo Chen opened his eyes, got off the bed, moved his hands and feet, and asked, "Why are you still wearing new clothes today?"

Elder Cui laughed and said, "Not only are there new clothes, but also a new headgear." As he spoke, he asked the servant to ride on the new jade crown.

As soon as Mo Chen saw Yuguan, he thought of the dude who bullied Yuqing, and waved his hands in disgust: "Do not wear it or not, it is so ugly, how can I wear it as real as mine?"

Mo Chen picked up the new clothes and compared them on his body again. The clothes have wide sleeves, but they look very personable, and they are very suitable for wearing when going to the theater with Mr. Fu in the future.He patted the clothes with satisfaction, asked the servant to put them in the closet for him, and then picked up a narrow-sleeved gown by the bed and put it on.

Elder Cui was in a hurry: "Today is such an important occasion, why are you dressed like this?!"

Mo Chen asked strangely: "It's not a marriage, why bother to dress so grandly? Besides, I'm not used to wearing such big sleeves. I'm afraid I'll scratch my clothes before I start fighting. Wouldn't that be even more ugly?"

Elder Cui pointed to the long gown on him: "Then you have to change it too, I saw you wearing this one yesterday!"

Mo Chen didn't care: "It's only been worn for a day."

Elder Cui blew his beard and stared: "It's about the appearance of Mochen Island! Change me to a clean one!"

Seeing that Elder Cui was serious, Mo Chen thought that Fu Chuxi would come over early when he was competing with others, and took a clean robe from his closet for him to change before going out. Pair it with a jade-encrusted belt.

Mo Chen rummaged through the closet, and found a set of clean narrow-sleeved robes, changed them in front of Elder Cui, and asked the servant to recomb his hair, using a white hair inlaid with silver ornaments. The belt was tied, and after everything was packed, Elder Cui reluctantly nodded and sent him out of the island.

The place of the competition is by the Baishui Lake. Although it is not in the same direction as Mochen Island, it is faster to travel by water than by land.

Elder Cui sent Mo Chen to the boat, gave him careful instructions, and stood on the shore watching the boat go away.

When he couldn't see Elder Cui anymore, Mo Chen leaned over and took out two small jars of fine wine from the cabin, touched them happily and put them back.

Before the martial arts competition, let's have a drink with A Lang!

When the boat was about to dock, Mo Chen from a distance saw a man standing with his back facing the lake while holding a sword.In front of him was a green bamboo forest washed by the rain. He stood on the shore and looked forward, feeling quite lonely.

The boat approached the shore, and the desert wolf turned around.

Sure enough, it was the young man A Lang.

The boatman steered the boat back, Mo Chen held two jugs of wine and jumped ashore with his sword stuck in his waist.

"Ah Lang, I brought two jars of wine, do you want to drink them first before comparing?" Mo Chen asked.

"Very good." Ah Lang said, but the smile from that day was gone.

Mo Chen threw the wine over a jar, Ah Lang reached out to scoop it up and held it in his arms.After pulling out the cork, the wine smelled tangy, he took a deep sniff, raised his neck and took a sip, and said with a smile: "It really is good wine!"

"Of course." Mo Chen smiled, "I don't have anything in Mochen Island, but I have hidden a lot of fine wine!"

The two drank wine and naturally sat down on the floor.

Mo Chen asked: "Why didn't you tell me that day that you were Molang?"

A Lang said: "You didn't tell me that you are the owner of Mochen Island, Mo Chen."

Mo Chen sneered: "I saw that you reported Ah Lang, this name sounds like a fake name, so I also reported a fake name."

A Lang hugged the wine jar and said, "My name is A Lang."

Mo Chen asked strangely: "But isn't your name Molang?"

A Lang said: "It was given to me when I came to the Central Plains. I don't like it. A Lang was started by my mother. I like it."

Mo Chen snorted, and the two of them drank half a jar of wine. Mo Chen remembered Fu Chuxi's guess about Molang, and asked, "Ah Lang, did you come back to the Central Plains this time for revenge?"

A Lang was obviously startled: "How do you know?"

"You really came here for revenge?" Mo Chen didn't expect that Fu Chuxi's guess was right, he said, "How much younger are you than me, should there be no hatred between us?"

A Lang said happily: "No."

Mo Chen asked: "That's..."

After a few sips of wine from the altar, Ah Lang picked up his sword, half of the paint on the scabbard had been worn off, and it looked like an unwanted sword picked up by the roadside.

"It's not your enmity, it's your enmity with Mochen Island." A Lang stroked the sword in his hand, and he looked at Mo Chen with firm eyes, "If you win my sword, I will tell you who I am. Why did you come here?"

"What if I lose?"

A Lang pulled out his sword, and a cold light flashed: "If you lose, I will take something from your body."

Mo Chen smiled: "It seems that this time, I have absolutely no choice but to lose!"

After all, he drank all the wine in the altar.

He drew his sword and stood up.

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When I saw you playing when I left, and you were still playing when I came back, it means that you have played for a day.Hahaha Do you feel familiar?