chief magician

Seeing that Mo Wuchen thought about it for a long time, and actually said the same thing as Ji Junze, Bailiqi exclaimed in surprise: "Why do you say that? Why are you all so sure that something will happen to my master?!"

It's not like he didn't think about whether the couple in front of him were trying to sow discord and have some calculations, but his instinct told him that was not the case.

In fact, he can feel that his master's spirit has been very tense recently, and when he is alone in private, he is always very worried.

Bailiqi even vaguely guessed what Ji Junze and Mo Wuchen said, but he really couldn't believe that people's hearts could be so evil.

They have been connected with each other for nearly a hundred years, helping each other and supporting each other along the way, will they really count on their Bailingzong to that extent?

Bailiqi tried his best to suppress his faint mentality, staring straight at Mo Wuchen, just waiting for him to give Jiang Zi an answer.

But Mo Wuchen didn't answer Bailiqi's question, nor appease Bailiqi's entanglement, but reached out and pushed him off the frame: "It's already at the bottom of the mountain, so there's no need to send it off now, you take this Let me tell Sect Master Baili, he knows well, and he will not let you lose your teacher when you are young."

Bailiqi was frightened by Mo Wuchen and Ji Junze's confident appearance, and was full of thoughts of asking, but Mo Wuchen had already driven away.

Disciples from various sects at the foot of the mountain came and went, and they had already looked at this side continuously before, and their complexion was not good, which made many disciples couldn't help but stop, their faces full of speculation.

Bailiqi was not a reckless person, although he wanted to catch up and ask, he knew that it was best to shut up at such a time, and then bring the words of Fellow Daoist Bai to Master, and let Master decide for himself.

He pursed his lips and stared complicatedly at the carriage that kept going away until he could no longer see the shadow of the carriage, then turned around abruptly and rushed towards the Zongmen.

Regardless of whether what Bai Daoyou and Zhao Daoyou said is true or not, as long as there is no accident with the master, as for the others...he can't care so much!There are tens of thousands of fellow disciples of the righteous way, but there is only one master of his!

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When Bailiqi was confused by the words of Ji Junze and Mo Wuchen, the two instigators were leisurely, even very satisfied and happy.

Mo Wuchen and Ji Junze were forced and bullied by Qi Shaoyun for so long because of the restraint of that system before. Although the system was gone later, it was only at this moment that the two began to destroy the "plot" with their own hands, and only then did they really experience what it means to be "cool" .

And this "coolness", as long as it is operated properly, can continue to be "cool".

However, the most important thing now is to allow Ji Junze to recuperate and recover his body that is on the verge of collapse as soon as possible.

The two left the town in a good mood with Bai Lingzong's one-time letter. This time, they didn't run anywhere, and went straight to the Ling family's headquarters.

On the carriage, Ji Junze pulled Mo Wuchen's belt from behind with a smile, pulled him over to lean against, closed his eyes, and lazily said: "Tsk! Destroying the plot is much more enjoyable than maintaining the plot!"

Mo Wuchen smiled indulgently, and said warmly: "Then we will destroy one by one, and we will do as you like."

Ji Junze smiled and nodded: "Well, when I'm almost recovered from my injury, we'll go to Moyun Villa, and when the time comes to find out the old case, I want to see what Sect Master Qi is doing!"

Mo Wuchen's brows and eyes became a little dignified, his hand holding the rein tightened slightly, and he said softly, "Okay."

Ji Junze went over and kissed the back of his neck: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Mo Wuchen was stunned for a moment, then his neck turned red all of a sudden, he hummed in a low voice, his body relaxed involuntarily, the coldness in his heart was gone, only the warmth remained.

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A month later, under the Qingji Mountains in Mingzhou County, a carriage appeared unsteadily on the mountain road.

Ji Junze leaned on the shaft of the car, lazily looking at the white clouds in the blue sky, squinting his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.

When turning the corner, a figure descended from the sky and landed on the other side of the shaft without a sound. It was Mo Wuchen who had taken a step earlier to inquire about the news.

Seeing that Ji Junze just lazily lifted his eyelids and then continued to lie still, Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, and quickly reached out to hold Ji Junze's hand.

The temperature at hand was very cold, obviously it was still midsummer, and Ji Junze was wearing extremely thick clothes, but his body temperature was still very low.

Distress flashed in Mo Wuchen's eyes: "Sorry, I got stuck, so I came back a bit late."

He touched Ji Junze's cheek: "Go in and lie down."

Ji Junze shook his head: "Don't lie down, I've been lying down for a month, I'm basking in the sun."

After throwing the reins to Mo Wuchen, he pulled his arms away, nestled half of himself inside, and then closed his eyes to sleep: "I'm too sleepy, I'll ask you about the results of the investigation when I wake up."

Mo Wuchen gently stroked Ji Junze's hair helplessly and pamperingly, and carefully covered him with a blanket.

The carriage swayed all the way to the halfway up the mountain, and the number of pedestrians gradually increased, and a bustling town appeared in front of us.

Mo Wuchen held Ji Junze halfway in one hand and the horse rein in the other, and drove through the city gate without squinting. He seemed to be aimlessly along the street, but he was actually looking for the inn with familiarity.

His eyes slowly turned to a short peak deep in the eastern mountain range, and then moved away carelessly.

Moyun Villa is built on that short peak. If you drive, it takes about two hours, but it takes less than half an hour for a quick horse. With his current footsteps, it takes about three quarters of an hour. Time can run back and forth.

That short peak is called Mo Feng, and there are trapezoidal medicine fields in a radius of ten miles.

Those medicine fields all belong to Moyun Villa, and now Moyun Villa has declined, and no one cares about the medicine fields. Although Shaoyangzong entrusted the Lord of Ming City to take care of them, most of the herbs have withered, but some of them are tenacious. Herbs and weeds grow wild and flourish.

After Mo Wuchen went to Shaoyangzong to study as a teacher, he never went back to Moyun Villa. He once swore that he would never go home to visit his parents, relatives and friends.

Even in the last life, although the Demon Palace has been basically wiped out, because the culprit he thought was the culprit, the palace lord Cang Ling, has been on the run, and he has never returned to Moyun Villa. Even if he married Tuanzi later, it was Qi Shaoyun who invited his father tablet.

Now that he returned to Mo Yun Villa after hundreds of years, even if it was just a spy, he still couldn't bear the emotions in his heart, and all kinds of tastes lingered on his tongue, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel or eat?"

When the carriage passed Qingfu Restaurant, the waiter saw Mo Wuchen driving, his eyes lit up immediately, he walked over quickly, and asked enthusiastically.

Mo Wuchen came back to his senses quickly, and asked calmly, "If you're staying at the hotel, can you drive the carriage directly into the backyard? My Taoist partner is not feeling well."

The waiter in the shop was slightly taken aback, and hesitated: "I have to ask the shopkeeper."

Mo Wuchen said: "If there is an independent courtyard, we will live in that. If not, we will take the best room and stay for about half a month."

He threw the money to the shop waiter: "Refund more and make up less."

The waiter lightly weighed the money bag in his hand, and he knew that there was a lot of money in it. He suddenly smiled warmly: "Okay, okay! Wait a moment, customer! I'll be right there!"

After all, he rushed in with the fastest speed.

Mo Wuchen was not in a hurry, he hugged Ji Junze calmly, and tucked him in the blanket that was a little bit open.

Although the memory is long gone, he still remembers it very clearly. This Qingfu Inn is the largest inn in Mingcheng. Apart from the restaurant on the street, there is a very large guest room area behind it. There are 20 rooms in the independent courtyard alone. Multiple.

It is precisely because there is an independent courtyard here that it is convenient for him to take Ozawa in and out with a carriage, so he did not choose an inn that is further away from Mo Feng, but chose Qingfu Restaurant in the center of Mingcheng City.

Sure enough, the shop waiter came out not long after entering, and led Mo Wuchen the way with a smile: "I told the shopkeeper that your Taoist companion is not in good health and is a little chilly, so the shopkeeper will choose for you and your Taoist companion." built a sunny courtyard.

Although the yard is not as good as a manor with frequent entrances and exits, it is well-equipped with all internal organs. There are flower trellis and vine corridors in the front yard for sunbathing and rest, and there are horse sheds and stables in the backyard for parking and raising horses! "

Mo Wuchen was really satisfied, the waiter brought the carriage to the backyard, fed the horses with fodder and water, and generously rewarded them a lot.

The waiter was very excited holding the gold ingot. With such a large reward, he could just quit his job as a waiter and start a small business.

Mo Wuchen said: "Please send us some special dishes here, the taste is lighter, by the way, give us a copy of the menu."

The shop waiter naturally responded: "Okay, okay, please wait a moment, customer."

After the people left, Mo Wuchen went to the small kitchen, took out the medicine pot and started to cook the medicine, and stewed another pot of medicine porridge.

Ji Junze is now superficial, and it seems that he has returned to his previous physical condition, but because the last confrontation with the system was too exhausting, in fact, the internal consumption was too much, and it is not an exaggeration to say a porcelain doll.

Mo Wuchen pays special attention to his food, and changes his ways every day to prepare delicious and not taboo food for Ji Junze. Today, he specially ordered this Mingcheng special dish, because he knows that some of the dishes are very suitable for Ji Junze's taste. , and it doesn’t hurt to eat it.

Two quarters of an hour later, the waiter came over with a large tray to deliver the food.

Mo Wuchen glanced at the lush courtyard, and said softly, "Just put it on the stone table in the courtyard."

The shop waiter hurriedly nodded in response, quickly arranged the food, and then left with a smile.

Mo Wuchen was not in a hurry to eat at the table, and after covering all the food on the stone table with spiritual power to keep warm, he sat on the small bench and continued to take care of the porridge and medicine.

Ji Junze still didn't wake up until he cooked the medicine and porridge and put them out.

Mo Wuchen used his spiritual power to keep the medicine and porridge warm, then sat quietly at the stone table and practiced with his eyes closed.

I don't know how long it has passed, Mo Wuchen opened his eyes suddenly, and before he stood up, a smile was already on his face.

Ji Junze walked out of the room unsteadily, yawned, rubbed the center of his brows lightly with his slender fingers: "Why didn't you call me?"

Mo Wuchen walked over quickly with a gentle smile, stretched out his hand to straighten out the sleepy hair on his head, and touched his cheek and hands. Seeing that the temperature was acceptable, his smile became stronger.

Mo Wuchen took Ji Junze and walked towards the stone table: "It happens that I have made some progress in cultivation, and I need to meditate, so I didn't call you in a hurry."

Ji Junze lazily rested his chin on his hand, and while watching Mo Wuchen busily served him a meal, he chuckled softly: "I believe you are the only one who doesn't want to part with me, why don't you just say it? It’s not that I don’t like listening to sweet talk.”

Mo Wuchen's ears turned red, he put away the bowls and chopsticks and turned to look at Ji Junze, and saw Ji Junze's eyes were moist, and when he looked at him, his brows and eyes were full of warmth and joy.

Mo Wuchen couldn't help but feel hot at the tip of his heart. When he realized it, he had already hugged Ji Junze and kissed him closely. The sweet taste and the blending touch made him want to stop, deeply addicted...