Chapter Ninety-Two: Impossible to Find, Hard to Reach

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"Shushan...... What about Shushan?"

Mo Ye's spiritual power swept across the mountains, from midnight to dawn, he could be sure that he had not missed any of the mountains, and when he was like him, he could almost draw a topographic map within a radius of thousands of miles in his mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But he just didn't find the Shu Mountain where he had stayed, the mountain gate and the stone steps that winded all the way up from the foot of the mountain, the houses and the messy woods, even if he could completely restore them in his mind, but he couldn't find them in reality.

The mountain seemed to have evaporated.

Will the mountain evaporate?

Of course not.

Mo Xie guessed that the mountain was probably hidden by the formation, after all, it was difficult and unnecessary to move an entire mountain to such a large project.

After all, there are really only mountains left in Shushan today.

"Hey, wake up, let's go. ā€

Mo Xie woke up Fu Yuechi from the air, who had only fallen asleep because he had studied the inscriptions on the ground all night.

"What are you doing......

There is a truth called 'distance produces beauty', after getting along with Mo Ye for so many days, the initial awe has been stuffed into the stomach of a dog that Fu Yuechi doesn't know, and it is estimated that it has turned into a pile of fertilizer at this time. Now Fu Yuechi is in awe of Mo Ye, and this time she was woken up by Mo Ye, and she also started to get up, and a lot of gravel greeted Mo Ye.

"There should be a barrier near Shushan, we have to find a different way. ā€

Mo Xie blocked all the rubble, and I really didn't know if his face behind the mask was as indifferent as the mask at this moment.

"Then you go and find me, what do you want me to do? I don't know the Tao. ā€

Fu Yuechi's words made a lot of sense, but they were very heartless.

"I heard that you and your sister are twins?"

Mo Evil Dao.

"yes, what's wrong?"

Fu Yuechi wondered why Mo Ye would mention this.

"I've heard that there is some kind of telepathy between twin sisters, I wonder if you have similar feelings with your sister?"

Mo Xie said again.

"Hmm...... I think there is......"

Fu Yuechi pondered for a moment and then replied, this ice and snow smart woman had already guessed Mo Ye's plan.

"You don't mean to ......?"

Fu Yuechi pointed at Mo Ye with an expression that didn't know what to say.

"Yes, please close your eyes now, think hard about your sister, think about where she is, and tell me a direction. ā€

Mo Xie followed the good and seduced way, and this was really the longest passage he had ever said to Fu Yuechi, which was keenly noticed by Fu Yuechi.

"Brother Mo Xie~ Can you repeat what you just said? You said it too fast, I didn't hear it clearly. ā€

Fu Yuechi said with a smile, like a spring flower.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Mo Xie closed his eyes and covered his head.

The reason for starting this journey seems to have been secretly changed by Fu Yuechi at some point, and these days Mo Ye has clearly realized that he has been treated by Zhiqiu Yiye in the original play.

To be honest, this is not to blame Fu Yuechi, what Mo Xie did before this fell into her eyes only the words 'chivalrous' and 'gentleman', although she did not confirm what kind of face she was behind the wooden mask, but she already had a perfect answer in Fu Yuechi's heart.

This must be a handsome boy.

The crankiness in the girl's heart can be pulled out of a "Dream of Red Mansions", but fortunately, Fu Yuechi is worried about her sister after all, and she sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes after about two minutes.

"Over there!"

After a long time, Fu Yuechi pointed in a direction, and her brows furrowed like mountains and rivers.

"Whoosh!"

Mo Xie jumped up and flew away in the direction Fu Yuechi pointed out.

An hour later he flew back again.

"No, think again. ā€

Mo Ye said to Fu Yuechi, who had almost slept again, and this time he took away the cover that Fu Yuechi had built at night.

If you want a person to calm down and think about the problem, you can't let him be in a too comfortable environment, and Mo Ye, who has had a few contemplative epiphanies, knows the truth very well.

"Okay, I'll try again......"

Fu Yuechi took a stance again, but this time before her fingers gave the command, her stomach crumbled first.

"Find someone first. ā€

Mo Ye has no sympathy for this, and it is really the standard for the lonely life.

"That direction!"

This time, the answer came out quickly, so fast that it was almost Mo Ye's previous sentence, and Fu Yuechi's hand was raised as soon as he landed.

"Really?"

Mo Ye stared at Fu Yuechi's eyes, and the latter's eyes dodged, which was self-evident.

"Whoosh. ā€

Faced with an obviously false news, Mo Xie did rise again and rushed into the mountains.

"Hey!"

Fu Yuechi shouted behind him.

"No, think again. ā€

It was another hour, and when Mo Xie returned to this mountain again, he was already sweating all over his head.

Fu Yuechi looked at him with a complicated expression and didn't move.

"Gollum, Gollum. ā€

This time it was Mo Ye's belly.

"Okay, eat first. ā€

It turns out that Mo Xie is still far from the realm of Bigu.

At that moment, Mo Xie took out a large pile of water and food from the space bracelet, and after giving some to Fu Yuechi, he rose into the air alone.

You always have to take off your mask when eating, and only in the air can you completely ensure that your true face will not be glimpsed by Fu Yuechi.

Half an hour later, Mo Xie descended, but Fu Yuechi had not finished eating. In the past, the two of them would always eat almost at the same time.

Today's Fu Yuechi seems to be a little out of order.

Mo Xie squatted in front of Fu Yuechi, and he watched as the woman broke a biscuit in half and chewed it in small bites, taking a sips or two of water from time to time.

According to her usual appetite, she had only completed a small half of this meal.

She was deliberately delaying time, so deliberately that Mo Ye could see it at a glance.

But Mo Ye didn't say anything, he just squatted, watched, and was silent.

"That's how you want to send me to my sister?"

It seems to have been looked at, and it seems to have been brewing for a long time, Fu Yuechi suddenly spoke.

"I ......"

Mo Xie didn't know how to answer this question, he wanted to say something like 'your sister is your only relative in this world', but such a simple truth didn't need to be said Fu Yuechi wouldn't understand.

"The Taoism of Shushan is very powerful, you can learn art there. ā€

After a few mutters, Mo Xie said such a sentence.

"Your Taoism is also very powerful, why can't you teach me?"

Fu Yuechi had already stopped eating, and the crumbs on the edge of the biscuit she had grabbed in her hand fell to the ground little by little, and several ants crawled by, sharing the good news of 'pie in the sky' one after another.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Mo Ye seemed to be used to silence, so no one knew whether he was really silent or pretending to be silent at the moment.

He was wearing a mask, Fu Yuechi couldn't see his expression, and she didn't look at his expression.

Fu Yuechi looked at the ground and lowered his head.

"Smack. ā€

A drop of water fell on the ants who were talking to each other and running to tell each other, and Fu Yuechi actually cried.

Her shoulders shook slightly, and although she didn't make any sound during the whole process, it was no less than the wind and rain.

Girls will always have so many reasons to cry, and they will cry over so many things, and those reasons and things are as many as the stars in the sky, and even the best minds in the world cannot say and understand them all.

Mo Xie didn't understand why Fu Yuechi was crying, but he knew what he had to do.

There is an option in the Holy Book to take someone out of this world, but the price tag after that option is astronomical. The profiteers who know the relationship between supply and demand best will not let go of any opportunity to earn the hard-earned money of the hard-earned public.

Mo Xie couldn't afford that price, so he wore a mask.

"Why am I always so poor?"

The emotion in my heart is not only today, the young man who once walked on the side of the street and cast an envious glance at the gorgeous cake in the shop window is still the same person as the young man who is squatting on the ground and watching the girl sob.

Fu Yuechi asked him a lot of questions, and he asked himself a lot of questions, and in the end, he had an answer.

"Hey. ā€

Stretching out his hand and taking off his mask, Mo Xie revealed his true face without a trace of concealment.