Cheng Daring and his wife Cheng Fumei stood at the table and didn't dare to sit down, feeling that their identities were different, and they still had to maintain respect for cultivators.

Mo Junrong showed an approachable appearance at this time, stood up and took the initiative to invite the two to sit down: "Don't stand still, please sit down and talk."

You are Zheng Qiu's parents, and Zheng Qiu is my brother, so I have to call the two Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng. ”

As he spoke, Mo Junrong held Cheng Daring's rough hand, slowly led him to the table, and then stretched out his hand to signal the other party to sit down.

The cultivators who came here suddenly had already shown such an attitude, and it would be interesting for the Cheng couple not to sit down again.

After the two sat down, a young fisherman next to them poured tea for Lao Cheng and his wife according to the posture common in restaurants.

At the same time, he carefully changed the tea in front of Mo Junrong to a hot one.

Cheng Dachun remembered what the cultivator had said just now, and he couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and immediately asked, "My lord, I don't know what you call it?"

You just mentioned my son Zheng Qiu, where is Zheng Qiu now, how is he doing?"

If it were an ordinary person, Cheng Dachun would have rushed forward and hugged the other party's shoulders and asked loudly.

But the other party was a cultivator, and he knew that cultivators all lived in the mountains, and they were very powerful in heaven and earth.

Therefore, he appeared cautious when questioning, and did not dare to make any out-of-the-ordinary movements.

"My surname is Mo. ”

Mo Junrong hugged his fists and saluted Cheng and his wife, with a bright smile on his face: "First of all, congratulations to the two, congratulations to the two!"

Zheng Qiu was now a very famous cultivator, with high strength, and was highly valued by the sect elders. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Dachun and Cheng Fumei were overjoyed, and the two clasped their hands tightly together, suppressing the joy in their hearts.

When the youngest son left with Mr. Zheng, he was still an ordinary person, and the only thing the couple knew was that Mr. Zheng was going to take Zheng Qiu to a distant place to learn art.

Therefore, the two usually boast that their youngest son has a successful cultivation and great magical powers, but they are just out of good expectations, and there is no specific evidence.

But now that a cultivator came to visit and personally confirmed that Zheng Qiu had become a cultivator, what the couple had been looking forward to for many years had finally come true.

The fishermen standing inside the house, the people who had gathered around the house to watch, whispered after hearing Mo Junrong's words.

For a while, they looked at Lao Cheng and his wife, with a little more respect and envy.

A cultivator's son, no matter how strong his son is, it is also a level beyond the world.

And with such a son, Lao Cheng's family is no longer an ordinary family, and his status can be said to be rising.

If Lao Cheng's youngest son, Zheng Qiu, marries a wife and has children in the future, and marries a cultivator, then maybe Lao Cheng and his wife will become the ancestors of a new cultivation family.

Cheng Dachun and Cheng Fumei's expressions changed, Mo Junrong saw it in his eyes, and he also caught a glimpse of the emotional changes of the surrounding crowd in the afterglow of his eyes.

Well, the first step has been completed, and the next step is to trick them into following you while they are happy and lose their guard.

Mo Junrong's left hand secretly moved to the bottom of the table, and with a flick of his fingers, he activated the psychedelic spell rune paper attached to the bottom of the table.

A vague disturbance spread out in all directions, like a wind faint to the extreme, which did not attract any attention and attention. Lewen

After activating the rune paper, Mo Junrong opened the folding fan and told with a smile his experience of acquaintance with Zheng Qiu, and revealed the purpose of coming to Qinghe Town this time.

“...... That's it, I met Zheng Qiu at the post station and called each other brothers......

He is known for his breathtaking understanding of medicinal herbs and his unique insight into many conditions......

Although he and I worship under the names of different sects, we often go back and forth, and we are not estranged from each other......"

Mo Junrong put away the fan, clasped his fists and saluted: "This time, Brother Zheng Qiu asked me to come to find the second elder, and invited the second elder to walk with me and go to live in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and spiritual energy.

In the future, Mr. and Mrs. Cheng will no longer have to worry about trivial matters in life, and they will be able to live a good life. ”

Cheng Daring has never read any books, and the words he knows are the most commonly used hundreds, and the long list of experiences that Mo Junrong said earlier made him dizzy to hear.

However, he understood the latter paragraph, this cultivator surnamed Mo came this time to let him move.

There's nothing wrong with moving, but where to move, you can't just rely on the other party's words.

But as soon as this doubt popped up in his head, he was immediately forgotten, as if this suspicion was untenable, and he should trust the other party unconditionally.

Of course, Cheng Dachun didn't know that when Mo Junrong was speaking, the psychedelic rune paper under the table released fluctuations, adding a strong imprint to every trace of sound.

These branded voices entered Cheng Dachun's ears and were like lettering, deeply impressed in his mind, leaving an indelible impression on him.

The effect of this is that no matter what questions Cheng Dachun thinks, he will first go through what Mo Junrong said, causing the original questions in his heart to be diluted.

Cheng Dachun's final question became: "Master Mo, where are we going to move, is it far from Qinghe Town?"

The smile on Mo Junrong's face became even bigger, Cheng Dachun's question was tantamount to a disguised promise to be willing to move, and the effect of the psychedelic spell rune paper was really good.

He shook the folding fan in his hand and said, "Don't worry, the new residence is arranged in a wonderful place in the Cloud Sleeve Continent, ensuring that the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant."

Moreover, this position was personally selected by Zheng Qiu, and the abundant aura is conducive to longevity. ”

Zheng Qiu's mother, Cheng Fumei, asked: "Then why didn't Zheng Qiu ......?"

She suddenly got stuck in the middle of her words, and she couldn't say the last half of the sentence with her mouth open.

Mo Junrong knew that Cheng Fumei wanted to ask Zheng Qiu why he didn't come, but the question was affected by the psychedelic spell rune paper, and it was offset halfway through the question.

In order to impose persuasiveness, Mo Junrong still made up a pretense to explain: "Zheng Qiu is now a celebrity in his sect, and he has to deal with countless affairs every day, and his rest time is only a day or two.

This amount of time is not enough for him to come to Qinghe Town to pick up the second elder and leave, so he can only ask me to make a trip.

Oh yes, I heard that the second elder also has an eldest son who recently left Qinghe Town to work elsewhere.

Don't worry, I will send the second elder to my new residence, and I will come to Qinghe Town to pick up people again. ”

After that, Mo Junrong looked at the other party's eyes full of joy and longing, and knew that he had succeeded.

He stood up and greeted the onlookers at the door: "I'm sorry for you, go and call a carriage here, so that I can send Mr. and Mrs. Cheng out of town." ”

The scope of Mo Junrong's psychedelic talisman paper is not small, not only all the people in the house were hit, but even the people outside the house were also affected, and they all believed his words.