another world husband

"I want to dig out your ancestral graves at the Huguo Temple in Chenguo."

After a long time, Sang Qingqing stared at Chen Yinyin with red eyes and said.

Chen Yinyin pondered for a moment, and then said lightly: "There is no ancestral tomb in Huguo Temple. Those monks passed away when they passed away, and their ashes are blown by the wind."

She had this idea a long, long time ago. Unfortunately, the people in Huguo Temple were too shrewd. They burned people after they passed away, leaving no ashes behind.

I can't do it even if I want to be defeated.

Is it possible that those people have already counted on the day when someone will take revenge, so they made a plan early, and everyone can't leave ashes after death, so that even if someone wants to take revenge, there is no way.

"We are all victims of him. Fortunately, he is dead, otherwise we don't know how many people he will harm in the world."

Chen Yinyin sighed and patted Sang Qingqing on the shoulder.

"Isn't there still the third prince of your Chen family? If you run away, the monk can't escape the third prince. Let's go, let's go out of the mountain first to solve this trouble."

Sang Qingqing's face was full of gloom at this time, her father was her Ni Lin, whoever touched her would die.

After finishing speaking, Sang Qingqing seemed to be thinking of something, turned to Chen Yinyin and asked again: "By the way, you don't mind if I touch your third brother."

Chen Yinyin shook her head and smiled sweetly: "Move casually, just don't play to your death."

For Chen Yinyin, these people were no longer her family members, and she just wanted to take this opportunity to go back and check the news about her mother and concubine.

Sang Qingqing was instantly relieved, after all, after getting along with Chen Yinyin these days, their relationship has also improved by leaps and bounds.

Instead of being tit-for-tat as before, they became a little sympathetic to each other.

If she insisted on fighting against herself, it would be really difficult to do this.

"Going out of the mountain?"

Mo Shi was listening to the conversation between the two of them, so it was not difficult to guess that the two of them might leave the mountain in the near future.

"Well, I have to go back to deal with family matters."

Sang Qingqing couldn't bear that her father was being tortured by the unknown, so she had to go back and have a look.

Then it was time to go to the third prince of Chen Kingdom to settle the accounts between them.

I gave in one, two, and two, but made the other party even more unscrupulous. I am afraid that if I don't make a move, it will definitely get worse.

"Be careful, if you encounter any trouble, you can send a letter back."

Mo Shi didn't try to dissuade them, no matter what the two apprentices decided, he would support them.

He will also help when encountering any difficulties, so that he will not disappoint their acquaintance.

"Thank you, master, if you have difficulties, the disciple will definitely not hide it from the master."

Sang Qingqing thanked Mo Shi with her hands clasped in fists. She knew that Master was a person with a cold face and a warm heart.

"Well, go prepare yourself."

Mo Shi waved his hand and sent the two apprentices away, resting his forehead on the back of his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Why, I can't bear it." Yang Lin saw some clues and asked quietly.

Mo Shi shook his head and sighed silently: "There is always a banquet in the world, and they will go back to the vast world outside after all."

After all, that is their world.

This small mountain village can only be a safe haven for them for a while, but it cannot be a safe haven for a lifetime.

"The two girls are still young, so you can rest assured that the two of them will go out?" Yang Lin's eyelashes drooped slightly. He didn't believe that Mo Shi would let the two girls go out so reassuringly and boldly.

"Don't those scholars say that it's not a bitter cold, and the plum blossoms are fragrant, even if you don't want to part with it, it's time to let go."

Mo Shi uttered such philosophical words so suddenly that Yang Lin almost didn't know Mo Shi.

"When did you know how to say such a polite sentence?"

"I heard from those little dolls in the village that the old master taught it like this. It probably means that if you don't suffer, you can have a good harvest. I'm right."

Mo Shi scratched his hair. There was a school in the village, and there were only students in twos and threes. Mo Shi often passed by when he went to work in the fields.

After a long time, it is natural to hear them discussing knowledge.

Only then did Yang Lin suddenly realize.

"Yes, that's what it means."

After Yang Lin responded, he fell silent again.

There is nothing wrong with saying this, but he still feels a little worried about the two little girls.

"Do not use abilities."

Seeing that Yang Lin was about to use his powers to check on Chen Yinyin and the others, Mo Shi immediately stopped him.

The fate cannot be violated, no one knows how much harm Yang Lin will be brought by forcibly changing his fate, he will not allow Yang Lin to be stupid.

"I'll just take a look and never tell." Yang Lin curled his lips, asking Mo Shi to notice before he activated his ability.

"No, their fate is different from that of ordinary people. If you can ignore it, you won't be able to die anyway."

Mo Shi firmly disagreed. After he broke through the power, he was able to detect the difference between the two of them.

There are many things in this world that are unclear, such as the secret realm they discovered and the warriors, etc.

Maybe there are gods in this world as Yang Lin said, and it doesn't mean that there are gods in this world. If the two of them can not intervene, don't intervene forcibly.

Yang Lin frowned, but under Mo Shi's insistence, he didn't dare to check by force.

"It's up to you, I don't look at it, as you said, you can't die, at most you will suffer."

Yang Lin sat down and poured a glass of water heavily from the teapot to drink, looking at Mo Shi rather complaining.

Mo Shi looked uncomfortable under Yang Lin's eyes, got up and left without saying a word.

"I went to the field to check the situation, and thought about what to do in the second half of the year."

Faced with Yang Lin's resentment, Mo Shi was really at a loss, he would decide to go out to get some air first, and think about ways to coax people.

Seeing Mo Shi run away in a hurry, Yang Lin gritted his teeth, Fu Lang didn't know how to coax him when he got angry.

He stomped his feet, bit his lip heavily, turned around and went back to the house to pack it up.

The husband I chose, gritted his teeth and wanted to live on.

……

Mo Shi didn't go wandering in the fields as he said, but wandered around the village, thinking about how to coax Fu Lang in his heart.

Catch a fish?Or go hunting in the mountains?How about learning from those men in the village to give away flowers picked from the mountains?

It seems that these are not suitable for Yang Lin.

Mo Shi felt that these methods were too vulgar, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while and felt worried.

Just as Mo Shi was wandering around in the village, Mo Shi was stopped from behind.

"Brother, where are you going?" Yang Xiaomei called Mo Shi abruptly.

Mo Shi turned around and saw Yang Xiaomei holding a bucket and a net in her hand, followed by a group of little radish heads who were about her age.

Yang Xiaomei Pu fanned her eyes and looked at Mo Shi curiously.

Just now her good friend Zhang Yun'er said that her brother-in-law was wandering around in the village and she still didn't believe it. He is usually the most diligent, so he should be working in the fields at this time. How could he be wandering around in the village.

Generally only bastards would hang out in the village, and hard-working people generally either rested at home or worked in the fields at this time.

So she called out tentatively, she didn't realize that she was really brother-in-law, she couldn't help being a little curious.

"I'm just wandering around the village. Where are you going with this guy?" Mo Shi said casually, unable to tell this little radish what was on his mind.

Yang Xiaomei grinned at Mo Shi, clapped the wooden bucket in her hand and said, "We are going to catch fish by the river in the village. The fish will be caught these two days. Would you like to come with us? If you catch fish, you can go home and cook soup."

Mo Shi thought that he would be fine anyway, so why not follow this group of radishes to have a look.

The river at the entrance of the village is deep. If something happens to these children, the family members may cry to death.

He was watching from the side, just in case.

Seeing that Mo Shi agreed, Zhang Yun'er tugged at the corners of Younger Sister Yang's clothes in fear, and said in a low voice, "Sister, your brother-in-law is so fierce, I...I'm scared."

Mo Shi's vicious reputation has spread throughout the small mountain village, ranging from a 90-year-old man to a three-year-old child.

Just saying a name can make people shudder, let alone such a close contact.

Yang Xiaomei patted Zhang Yun'er on the shoulder like a little adult, and said earnestly, "Don't be afraid, Yun'er, I will protect you. Besides, it's not good to let my brother-in-law go all over the village to scare others. Why don't we keep an eye on him?"

"Yeah." Zhang Yun'er, who was only six years old, was fooled by Yang Xiaomei and nodded repeatedly. She glanced at Mo Shi in fear. In order to prevent Mo Shi from going to the village to harm others, she reluctantly took a look.

Mo Shi didn't pay attention to what the two children were muttering, and stepped forward to take the bucket on Yang Xiaomei's chest.

I asked again: "Do you often go to the entrance of the village to catch fish? Are there many fish?"

After Yang Xiaomei appeased Zhang Yun'er, she turned around and replied to Mo Shi: "It doesn't usually go there. The river at the entrance of the village is too deep, and it will be washed away by the water. It's only because the water level has dropped a lot due to the hot weather these two days."

As for the fish, it also depends on luck. If you are lucky, you can catch big fish. If you are not lucky, you will get nothing.

But the work in the field for the past two days has been done, and these children have nothing to do, so they think of fishing.

Yang Xiaomei has become the king of children in the village since she was able to eat enough. She is the one who organizes people to go fishing.

Mo Shi nodded and walked in the front, like a mother duck leading a group of ducks down the river.

After a while, an adult and a group of children came to the river.

The water in the river did drop a lot, but Mo Shi rolled up his trouser legs and tried to go down the river, and it almost reached his thigh.

Looking at the expectant eyes on the shore, Mo Shi shook his head helplessly, as this group of radishes that had not reached his thighs would drown if they didn't pay attention.

"It's okay, we can cast nets on the shore." Yang Xiaomei was depressed for a while, then suddenly raised her head to comfort everyone.

No matter how she organized this event, she must be responsible to the end and not let everyone down.

After a while, Yang Xiaomei subsided everyone's disappointment, and organized people to pull up a net on the river.

Start a long fishing career on the river.

Mo Shi was just bored watching this group of children less than ten years old fishing like a house.

He didn't bother, his task was to watch over the group of children, lest any accidentally fall into the river.

The result is self-evident, the children in this circle don't even know how to cast the net, and they are fishing with a childish attitude, so it's strange that they can catch fish.

I have been busy for a whole hour, but the fish is not caught, but the net is messed up.

I don't know whose family this fishing net belongs to, and whether the child will be punished when he returns home.

Mo Shi sat under a shady tree, thinking secretly, but he didn't realize that Yang Xiaomei was pulling Zhang Yun'er towards him step by step.

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