After Mo Wen took Zi Yao out of Liyang City, he ran straight to Yixing, and no one of them spoke along the way, but one walked in front and one followed quietly in the back, stopping and stopping all the way, when there were still more than 20 miles away from Yixing, the sky gradually darkened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Miss Ziyao, I think we won't be able to catch up with Yixing City today, it's difficult to walk at night, so it's better to rest here for the night, and hurry up tomorrow morning." This should be the only sentence Mo Wen said along the way.

Zi Yao nodded, found a tree and sat down.

"Ahem, that, when I get to Yixing City, I'm done, let's go back to the sect, I'll ask my father and mother to ......"

Before Mo asked's words, he was interrupted by Zi Yao: "Childe, thank you for your love and redemption for the slave family, but Childe's identity is noble, Lord Yuan is the uncle of Childe, and my identity is ......."

Hearing Zi Yao's words, Mo Wen was also silent for a while, not bad at all, Mo Wen's father's temper was very clear, if he knew that Zi Yao was from a dusty background, he would definitely not agree to Mo Wen marrying her, but he still assured Zi Yao: "Zi Yao, you relax, I Mo Wen is a dignified man, standing up to the sky, and he will definitely be responsible for what he has done." ”

There was no word all night, about four watches, Mo Wen woke up from his deep sleep, looked sideways, Zi Yao was not around, and was taken aback, even if his martial arts were not high, but Zi Yao was a woman, but whenever there was a little movement, it was impossible for him not to notice it at all, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "Zi Yao!!"

There was silence in the forest, and there was no response, Mo Wen was even more anxious, worried that something would happen to Zi Yao, so he searched around, and finally found Zi Yao by a small river, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Zi Yao, why did you come here quietly, so that I can find it." ”

When I got closer, I saw that the tears on Zi Yao's face had not dried, and I immediately felt distressed: "You, why are you crying." ”

Hearing this, Zi Yao quickly wiped away the tears: "I can't sleep and go out for a walk, it's too windy here, and I accidentally squinted my eyes." ”

Mo Wen didn't know that this was Zi Yao's words, sighed and said: "Zi Yao, I know what you think in your heart, don't worry, I will definitely give you a name!"

Zi Yao replied softly, looking at Mo Wen's eyes a little complicated.

Since the two of them had no sleepiness, they immediately took advantage of the faint light before dawn to the direction of Yixing, and when they arrived at the city, the sky was already bright, Yixing was Yixing after all, and the streets in the early morning were already densely populated with pedestrians.

"Zi Yao, are you hungry, let's find a place to eat first, and then find a home inn and have a good rest, you definitely didn't sleep well last night, what do you think?" Mo asked Zi Yao softly.

Zi Yao lowered her head: "Well, I listen to you, Mo Lang." ”

Hearing the word 'Mo Lang', Mo Wen was shocked: "Zi Yao, you just now, what did you just call me?"

Zi Yao's face turned red suddenly, and she called softly: "Mo Lang......"

After getting this sound, Mo Wen grabbed Zi Yao's hand as if he had obtained Shang Fang's sword, walked to the city, ate something hastily, then found an inn, and after arranging Zi Yao to stay, he went out, but he didn't pay attention at all, as soon as they arrived in Yixing, they were targeted, Mo Wen went out of the inn with his front foot, and more than a dozen people entered the inn with his back foot.

The main purpose of this trip to Yixing was to bring Ye Zheng a pot of good raw slaughter.

"Childe, count it into the equation. ”

Mo Wen heard a sound, looked around, and saw an old man sitting on a hexagram stall shaking a feather fan, and all the pedestrians on the road hurried by, only Mo Wen stopped: "Old man, were you calling me just now?"

The old man smiled and said, "You see that the people on the street are in a hurry, only Gongzi stops, and the old man is naturally called Gongzi." Mo Wen looked at the old man carefully, and saw that the second person was about fifty, quite a bit of fairy bones, and he had never counted hexagrams before, so he suddenly became interested and sat down before walking to the hexagram stall.

"I wonder what Childe wants to ask?"

Mo Wen thought for a while and said what he was currently thinking about: "Heart." Mo asked, this answer covered too many things, and he deliberately didn't say what he wanted to ask, because he wanted to see if the old man's fortune telling was accurate.

The old man picked up the pen and handed it to Mo and asked, "Then ask the son to write a word." ”

Mo Wen nodded, thought for a while, picked up the pen and wrote down the word 'wine', and the old man was slightly stunned: "Childe wrote a good hand." ”

After looking at it for a long time, he said: "The word wine, the left is water, the right is unitary, the water is yin, the unitary is the chicken, the chicken is called the sunrise, it is yang, well, yin represents women, yang is men, yin and yang are one, presumably the son may have the idea of getting married recently, right?"

The old man's words made Mo Wen's eyes light up: "Old man, is this matter possible?"

The old man put down the wine word written by Mo Wen, maybe Mo Wen used uneven force when writing, and printed a vague mark on the second piece of paper, but the right half of the wine word was missing a horizontal word, becoming a sprinkled word, the old man was silent for a while and said: "Well, the old man must not be a god, it's not good to say, it's not good, but the son has some things, and he still has to make some plans." ”

Mo Wen knew that the old man had something to say, and he felt uncomfortable for a while, could it be that the matter between himself and Zi Yao was really so difficult to handle? He stood up, threw down a tael of silver, and left the hexagram stall.

After a while, a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man walked to the hexagram stall: "Xu Banxian, how is this person?"

"Since it's the person you fancie, it's naturally not the same, I just saw the wooden box on his back, it should be hidden in it, right? I didn't expect you to give it away, but this young man's face is a little weird, it looks like he should be a rich person, but for some reason it is shrouded in haze, maybe he is old and easy to learn, hehe." ”

"Well, Xu Banxian, is this person available?"

"There are few people in the court, this person will definitely have a lot to do in the future, and I think this person is quite righteous, I feel that it is a little similar to when you were young!"

The middle-aged man looked at the direction of Mo Wen's departure and nodded.