be happy

I saw a burly man standing outside the door, with a dark complexion, wearing sandalwood short brown, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong arms. The cold north wind had no effect on him.

No matter how he looked at it, Mo Lin felt that this man looked like an idiot, who could carry two logs at most. He didn't seem to have any supernatural powers. The excitement that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished. Wherever you go, don’t come to play with me.”

"This young master doesn't believe me?" A trace of displeasure flashed across Zheng Bashan's eyes.

Mo Lin chuckled and said, "That's natural."

Zheng Bashan didn't say much, he picked up the stone lion beside him, with a relaxed expression on his face, as if he was holding a feather in his hand.

"Where did you come from?" Mo Lin asked in surprise.

Zheng Bashan put down the stone lion, patted the dust on his shoulders, and said, "It's just a coincidence that I never had a teacher."

Mo Lin didn't ask too much, and happily grabbed Zheng Bashan's hand, and said, "Are you willing to help me?"

Zheng Bashan nodded and said: "I have been idle for many years, just looking for something to pass the time."

"Go, follow me to the mountain!" Mo Lin didn't stop for a moment, and led Zheng Bashan up the mountain.

The winter is cloudy and rainy, and the north wind is howling. Taking advantage of the caretaker's inattention, everyone hides quietly under the tree, exhaling hot air towards the palms, seeking instant warmth.

Seeing Mo Lin approaching from a distance, he immediately squatted down, picked up the ax tremblingly with his red hands, and lowered his head to do his own thing.

"Go back over there." Mo Lin waved his hand, signaling everyone to back away.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then picked up the tools in their hands, stood aside, poked their heads, and looked curiously at Zheng Bashan behind Mo Lin.

"That's right." Mo Lin suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Zheng Bashan, "I still don't know how to call it?"

"Zheng Bashan." Zheng Bashan replied.

Mo Lin patted Zheng Bashan on the shoulder and said, "A man lives up to his name."

"In the forest ahead, all the trees need to be cut down. According to your strength, how long will it take?" Mo Lin pointed at the dense forest ahead, which looked even darker under the dark sky.

Zheng Bashan replied without blinking: "Half a stick of incense is enough."

As soon as the words fell, the crowd sighed.

"It's really crazy."

"It's probably out of my mind."

"Could it be that some immortal has been invited to help?"

……

There are different opinions.

Mo Lin was also shocked, and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Zheng Bashan hooked his lips and walked forward with steady steps, ignoring the ax handed over by the person next to him, he directly raised his fist and smashed it on the tree. The towering trees fell to the ground in an instant, and the ground trembled. .

Everyone covered their mouths in amazement, deeply impressed by Zheng Bashan.

Before Mo Lin recovered, he saw Zheng Bashan come back and asked, "Where else is there?"

"Come here first today." Mo Lin said, turning his head to look behind him, "Hurry up, carry me down the mountain."

Hearing the sound, everyone hurried to the side of the fallen tree, picked up an ax and cut off the messy branches, leaving the trunk.

Mo Lin secretly looked at Zheng Bashan's fist. Except for some redness, there was no damage at all. He was secretly happy that he had picked up the treasure, and looked at Zheng Bashan with more satisfaction.

The rain gradually became heavier, and Mo Lin didn't stop much, and went down the mountain early to let several juniors watch.

Zheng Bashan was left behind by Mo Lin, and he lived in a small courtyard to the west, with high-quality food and clothing.

Near noon, the servant brought lunch. As soon as he walked into the yard, he heard a strange sound. His feet couldn't help but fall, and the food box in his hand fell to the ground. He listened carefully, and it was quiet. He thought he was hallucinating, so he He got up and patted the dust off his knees, then bent down to pick up the food box on the ground.

The boy immediately squatted down and opened the food box to see if the dishes inside were intact. Seeing that some soup had been spilled, he felt a little gloomy. With a low curse, he closed the lid and was about to get up, when he saw a pair of huge red feet.

The boy froze for an instant, his head moved up uncontrollably, his pupils froze, and he fell straight to the ground. The food box that hadn't been covered was knocked over, and the vegetables spilled all over the floor.

"Dead man! Dead man!" The sharp voice resounded through the sky.

As soon as Mo Lin closed his eyes, he heard the commotion outside. Feeling very angry, he put on his coat and went out, cursing, "What are you talking about!"

"Master, son, dead, dead, Xiaofu is dead." The guard by the door stammered and finished his sentence.

Mo Lin glanced at him, and in order to facilitate his work, he found a house in the city and hired a few servants to clean it, and Xiao Fu was one of them.

Mo Lin really didn't want to care about it, but it's a pity that he represents Si'an now, so he had to go, so he asked, "Where is it?"

"In the west courtyard." The guard replied.

West courtyard?Isn't that where Zheng Bashan lives?Thinking of this, Mo Lin hurriedly walked over.

Standing under the eaves, Zheng Bashan looked coldly at Xiaofu who was lying in the courtyard, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Zheng Bashan?" Mo Lin's voice came to mind.

Zheng Bashan raised his eyes and watched Mo Lin walk in.

Mo Lin walked to Zheng Bashan's side, and after confirming that he was fine, he looked at Xiaofu on the ground. His pupils were big, his eyes were full of horror, and one hand was still covering his chest. He was obviously scared to death. .

"What's going on?" Mo Lin asked.

Zheng Bashan shook his head and said: "I don't know, I was in the house before and heard the sound, and saw him lying here."

Mo Lin looked straight into Zheng Bashan's eyes, and saw that there was nothing strange about him, so he withdrew his gaze and said, "Do you need to change the yard?"

"No need, I'm a rough person, I don't mind these things." Zheng Bashan replied.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." After Mo Lin finished speaking, he turned and left.

Xiaofu's body was carried away for burial, and the courtyard was cleaned up, as if nothing happened just now.

Zheng Bashan returned to the room, leaning against the door, bursts of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands hidden in his sleeves kept shaking.

四安

Mo Fugui stood at the entrance of Suohun Market, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes stared ahead complicatedly.

"Sovereign?" Mo Xingchui cupped his hands.

Mo Fuhui came back to his senses and said, "How is Mo Lin?"

"It will take some time." Mo Xingchui replied truthfully.

Mo Fugui was displeased and said, "It's less than a month away from the Haike Club, and the Jade Dragon Palace has not yet been completed. Mo Lin's work is not stable. Tomorrow, you go and watch."

"Yes." Mo Xing nodded.

"Xingdhui, try to make a move in here." Mo Fugui pointed to the dark entrance ahead.

Although Mo Xingchui had doubts, he still did as he did.

Seeing that the light blue light gradually weakened, while Mo Xingchui stood unharmed, Mo Fugui's eyes changed a little, and he asked, "Did you find anything?"

"This is?" Mo Xingchui was astonished. He touched his body, but felt no pain. It stands to reason that he should fall to the ground now, and it is impossible for him to be intact.

There are countless ghosts in Suohun Market, full of resentment, if they attack rashly, they will definitely be hit back.Therefore, the disciples of the sect would usually take a detour, for fear of accidentally colliding with the things inside and causing a soul to return to the west.

Mo Fugui clenched his hands slightly, and said, "It's different."

"Could it be Lu Heqing?" Mo Xingchui asked.

Mo Fugui sneered, "How could he have that ability? If he had, he would have rescued his wife long ago."

When Tao Ranran was mentioned, Mo Xingchui remembered that he was inside, and said: "I heard that Lu Heqing and Tao Shi have a deep relationship, and because of him, he can't sleep at night and ignores business."

"I can't tell that Lu Heqing is also an infatuated kind." Mo Fugui sneered.

"From this point of view, the mysteries are no longer a problem." Mo Xingchui said proudly.

Mo Fugui shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate the enemy."

Mo Xing lowered his head and said, "The suzerain taught me that."

Mo Fugui chanted a few incantations silently, a bowl-shaped barrier completely covered Suohun Market, and then he slowly let go of his hanging heart.

Tao Ranran, who had been sleeping drowsily, felt a pain in his chest, as if he was pressed by some heavy object, thinking that those ghosts were coming again, he immediately opened his eyes, and a red light shot upwards with strength in his hands.

At this time, the light on the enchantment gradually weakened.

The pain in the chest was only a little weaker, and the eyes were still pitch black. Tao Ranran grabbed her hair irritably, and cursed: "What the hell is the place, where is the exit." I don't know how many days later, He knelt and groped on the ground with Tao Si's corpses on his back, looking for the exit, lying down when he was tired, and continuing when he woke up.

In the Luoxia Courtyard, Lu Yu took out all the rouges that Tao Ranran had hidden in the dowry, and opened them one by one. Rouges of different colors appeared in front of him, and the air was surrounded by a strong fragrance.

Lu Yu stretched out his knuckle-knuckle fingers, and lightly applied some rouge. Tao Ranran's bright red face appeared in his mind, and a smile filled his eyes.He took a dry cloth to wipe off the rouge in his hands, and put the rouge on the table back to its original place.

At the foot of a mountain outside Changfeng City, in a house, Luo Qianfan was holding a much thinner rabbit in his arms. After hugging one and the other, his heart ached. How many radishes do you need to raise them back?But I have to thank my neighbor Aunt Zhang, otherwise the rabbit would not only lose weight.

There was a slight coughing sound from inside the room, Luo Qianfan quickly put down the rabbit, and rushed towards the room like an arrow from the string. The old wooden door made a "babbling" sound under his impact.

Luo Qianfan leaned on the side of the couch, his eyes fixed on Lu Chenzhou's face.

"Cough cough." The cough sounded again, and finally Lu Chenzhou's face was no longer pale, but a hint of pink appeared, but Luo Qianfan still noticed it.

Luo Qianfan was overjoyed, suppressed the excitement in his heart, poured a cup of hot tea, blew it cold for a few minutes, then passed it to Lu Chenzhou's mouth, waited for him to feed it slowly, felt his pulse, and said softly Leave and close the door.

Luo Qianfan ran frantically around the small yard, shouting as he ran, "Great! Finally I don't need to decoct medicine, and finally someone feeds me rabbits, chops firewood, washes and cooks for me! Finally, I won't I'm dead." At the end of the speech, his voice choked up, tears fell uncontrollably, he raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears, hugged the trembling rabbit hiding aside, and kissed him over and over again, "That bastard in the house, you Brother, he is about to wake up, do you hear me, he is about to wake up, if it's the King of Hades, he will despise him and won't accept him."

When the people nearby heard the sound, they immediately poked their heads out to see if something happened. They only saw Luo Qianfan running in circles, and they felt a pity in their hearts, such a good boy, he just went crazy like this.