Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but raise his hand and wiped his tears, although Mu Sheng had already guessed that Ah Lian was dead, but he didn't expect this to be the case, and he couldn't help but feel a little moist in the corners of his eyes.

Ah Hu knew that his sister died because of himself, although he still loved his daughter-in-law Wen Jia girl, but he couldn't help but be sad in his heart, coupled with the pressure of life, he was in debt both inside and outside, and he died of tuberculosis and depression because of overwork in his forties.

The descendants of the Hu family repeated the work of their ancestors, and it seemed that it was a fate that mortals could not escape from repeating the cycle. After listening to the old man's introduction, Mu Sheng sighed, but he didn't expect that Ah Lian finally didn't get rid of the fetters of fate and trapped his life in the mortal village.

After finishing speaking, he was speechless for a long time, and Mu Sheng had a lot of thoughts, from Ah Lian and Ah Hu to his uncle in Shenzhou. Aunt and uncle, can mortals only live like this? What about their younger brothers and cousins now? The Dao Heart that was originally ancient and waveless suddenly made waves.

After thinking about it, Mu Sheng took out some belongings from the storage bag and said: "For the sake of my friendship with your ancestors, these belongings will be given to you, I hope you can live better." ”

The old man didn't dare to accept it, Mu Sheng repeatedly pushed it, and then accepted it, Mu Sheng thought about it and said: "There is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone at home." ”

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it's just a little rude." ”

"It's okay, you can bring it, but be prepared. Mu Sheng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind.

The young man listened to the busy rummaging in the inner room, and after a while he took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Mu Sheng looked, indeed as the old man said, these things are not very good, the pen is a little bald, and the paper is also some shipped, the inkstone is a clay fired pottery inkstone, and the ink is only a plate.

The old man smiled embarrassedly and said: "Usually I don't write much at home, I only write some couplets during the New Year's holidays, so these things are ......."

Mu Sheng sighed lightly and said: "It's hard for you, such a big family has to be raised, it's not easy to learn some knowledge, who in the family can read and write?"

The old man said embarrassedly: "Speaking of which, only the men in our family have read some books and learned some words, and the girls are afraid that they will know a few words." ”

Mu Sheng knew that it was not easy for the old man to let the men in the family learn some culture for the development of the family, and it was natural for the girls to despise the family, in their opinion, no wonder Ah Lian wanted to jump out of this strange circle, but in the end, he couldn't get it. After laying out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Mu Sheng brushed and wrote.

Mu Sheng had already been familiar with the book "Heavenly Creations" by heart, and he wrote it quickly at this moment, and after a while, a page was written, and the young man stepped forward curiously to take a look. But he found that he didn't understand, so he couldn't help frowning and said, "Immortal Chief, what are you writing here? It's so profound, I can't understand a word." ”

The old man hurriedly reprimanded: "Little Tiger, don't mess around, don't you see that the immortal chief is busy?"

This little tiger is the grandson of the old man, and he is seventeen or eighteen years old, and his tiger head and tiger brain are quite similar to the tiger of the year. Mu Sheng smiled: "It's okay, it didn't bother me, just to let him see it." As he spoke, he turned his head to Xiaohu and said, "You can't understand this normally, this is an ancient book from the past, I will translate it into modern language for you to see." "I wrote another article as I spoke.

Mu Sheng read while writing Xiaohu, and after writing a page, Xiaohu said in surprise: "It turns out that what you wrote is farm tools, Immortal Chief? This is great, with your book, I can do it myself." ”

When the old man heard this, he was also interested, and his neck stretched out to look at it, but he said: "Nonsense, that is the magic weapon of the immortal painting, where can we ordinary people create it." ”

"No, Grandpa, this is an ordinary farming tool, just a little more elaborate. "Xiaohu is in a hurry.

Mu Sheng smiled: "Xiaohu is right, this is an ordinary farm tool. It turned out that Mu Sheng didn't start writing from the first page, in order to arouse their interest, he first selected the farm tools that were most needed by mortal farmers and sketched them first.

"Oh, is it?" the old man also showed a curious look on his face, and looked more closely.

Mu Sheng no longer paid attention to them, the pen walked on the fast paper and painted, as the paper passed, the ink was used less and less, Xiaohu had already taken the initiative to study the ink on the side, while grinding, while exclaiming: "Oh, this is an automatic water wheel, this is an automatic thresher, this is ......"

Not only Xiaohu but even the old man's face was full of surprise, Rao is Mu Sheng wrote quickly, or it took a full day to transcribe this "Heavenly Creation", Mu Sheng put down the pen with satisfaction, this time when he finished writing the last word, it had been completely scrapped.

"Aside from money, this book is my gift to you. Mu Sheng pointed to the piled up of paper and said, "At that time, I promised your ancestors to help them change their fate, but I couldn't do it, and now I hope this book can help you." ”

The old man hurriedly led his children and grandchildren to kneel, kowtowed, and thanked: "Thank you Immortal for the book, thank you Immortal for the book." ”

Mu Sheng smiled slightly: "That's it, you don't have to thank me, this was originally what I promised your ancestors." That's all over here. After speaking, he didn't wait for them to say anything, and he used the stealth escape method to disappear out of thin air.

After Mu Sheng left the village, he passed another distance, and then he emerged from the soil, and he had mixed feelings for a while, although he gave Ah Hu and Ah Lian's descendants money and books, which made his heart feel better, and the heart of the great witch seemed to melt a little more, and it became more and more in tune with the body. But thinking of his family, he couldn't help but feel even more melancholy, Mu Sheng planned to see if he could find a way to go back to Shenzhou after seeing Nangong Yuhuan, although a hundred years have passed, but this miss seems to be more profound.

Mu Sheng suddenly felt a move in his heart, and after a careful investigation, it turned out that the sound transmission paper crane that was released to Gyeonggi City was destroyed, Mu Sheng frowned, and he didn't know what the reason was, so he simply sped up and flew towards Gyeonggi City.

From Beiguo Village to Gyeonggi City Imperial Weapon Flight, it was not too far, a day's work arrived, Mu Sheng saw the majestic city walls and magnificent buildings of Gyeonggi City from a distance, the difference is that the entire city is covered in a transparent cover, Mu Sheng does not know that this cover is the original, but because the eyes did not eat the firefly Zhilan fruit at that time, it is impossible to see, or is it indeed a transparent cover added later. However, after seeing a sound transmission paper crane flying onto the transparent cover and being burned, Mu Sheng didn't say that this transparent cover was added later.

Mu Sheng landed from the sky, collected the burning stick, took out the token of Gyeonggi City from the storage ring, hung it on his waist, and walked to Gyeonggi City in a car.