"How's it going?"

Mo Bohan looked at Mo Xiaotian, who had just come back, and said casually.

"I've already promised, I'll leave early tomorrow morning!"

Mo Xiaotian replied truthfully, seeing that his cheap father was still drinking tea, Mo Xiaotian couldn't help but be a little depressed and said, "Dad, your son is about to leave, you don't mean it?"

"Poof!"

I almost didn't choke to death, wiped the tea from the corner of my mouth, looked at my son in surprise and asked carefully: "What do you want, if you want money, Your Majesty will definitely give it to you tomorrow, and Dad won't give it, but except for money, Dad doesn't seem to have anything left for you!"

Mo Bohan thought about it with his head on his back, and then looked at his son helplessly, "The secret of our family has also been given to you, it seems that there is nothing for you!"

Mo Xiaotian almost fainted by his words, and then Mo Xiaotian said cautiously: "Dad, there is nothing in our family that can save your life, in case I die halfway, then you won't die at a loss!"

"Bah, you haven't left yet, just say such unlucky things, you kid will know that you are cheating your father!"

Mo Xiaotian laughed and said, "Otherwise, how can you say that you are called a pit daddy!"

Mo Bohan thought for a while, and finally glanced at Mo Xiaotian and said in a deep voice: "You come with me!"

"What are you doing!"

"Get you a life-saving thing!"

"Oh!"

The two then came to Mo Bohan's room, Mo Bohan took out a dusty box from under the bed, Mo Xiaotian was shocked: "Dad, the life-saving thing you said won't be right here, it's so big, it's not easy to take!"

"!"

Mo Bohan finally couldn't help but burst out foul language, this time he felt that his son was like a different person, he thought that the two of them could pull the family together, but he didn't expect to find himself as soon as he came back to save his life, and besides, he didn't give it to him.

Thinking of this, he glared at him angrily, Mo Xiaotian scratched his head and smiled.

Mo Bohan didn't pay attention to him anymore, and then dusted off the box, and then opened the box, at this time Mo Xiaotian was a little depressed and said: "Dad, why don't you open it directly, I thought there was something strange under the dust!"

Mo Bohan's old face turned red, he was also a little confused, but when his son said it, he was scolded again: "What do you kid know!"

As he spoke, Mo Bohan slowly opened the box, Mo Xiaotian couldn't help but cover his eyes, remembering that the last time he opened the box, his eyes were almost blinded, and this time there was really a shadow in his heart.

But unexpectedly, there was only one stick in the box, Mo Xiaotian almost didn't drop his eyes on the ground, looked at Mo Bohan incredulously, and said in a daze: "Dad, should you let me throw this stick out to attract people's attention when I escaped, and then run!"

Bang!

Mo Bohan stood up directly and deducted a chestnut on Mo Xiaotian's head, he really couldn't stand his son's verbosity.

Then Mo Bohan squatted down again and took out the stick in the box, looked at Mo Xiaotian with a smile and said, "Do you want to know what the use of this stick is?"

Mo Xiaotian rubbed his head, nodded stunned and said, "Yes, dad will show me a demonstration!"

Seeing Mo Bohan smiling at him strangely, Mo Xiaotian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and before he could speak, he saw Mo Bohan facing the stick in his hand to himself, and suddenly the stick emitted a burst of light.

Then he saw Mo Xiaotian squatting on the ground and began to cry, Mo Bohan laughed when he saw this, looked at his son playfully and said, "How is this stick?"

Mo Xiaotian's heart was unknown at this time, and all those sad things came to his heart, making people unable to get rid of it for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and finally Mo Xiaotian had no will to resist at all.

Seeing Mo Xiaotian lying on the ground, tears had already flowed all over the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, "Child, how many sad things are hidden in your heart, which can make you so miserable!"

After speaking, the old man immediately pointed at him with a stick, the light flashed, Mo Xiaotian instantly sobered up, wiped his tears, looked at the stick in his hand with some fear, and muttered: "Dad, what is this, so terrible?"

Mo Bohan smiled, looked at the stick in his hand and said: "This stick is called the Crying Funeral Stick, and you can also feel the effect, that is, to make the enemy temporarily lose his fighting spirit, so that you also have time to escape, or take the opportunity to kill the enemy, although the means are a little despicable, but it is really a means to save your life!"

After speaking, Mo Bohan looked at his son with some hesitation, "Do you want it!"

"Yes, definitely!"

Mo Xiaotian looked at this mourning stick in shock, this is simply an artifact, it is definitely a treasure!

Mo Bohan smiled, then handed him the stick in his hand, and reminded: "By the way, this stick has a drawback, that is, it only works for cultivators below the Transformation Stage, if you meet a master of the Transformation Stage, you can only confuse the time for a few breaths, you have to pay attention!"

Mo Xiaotian hurriedly turned the stick, and couldn't put it down, the master of the god transformation period saw it and turned around and ran, but this is enough, at least he has traveled in the past three years, and he doesn't have to worry about the enemy chasing and killing.

Thinking about it, Mo Xiaotian couldn't help but hug his cheap dad excitedly, thinking that his father was really interesting to him, if it wasn't for his identity, he might have to worship him.

Mo Bohan was also frightened by her actions, but then he smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Dad will not be by your side in the future, you have to be good, don't cause trouble everywhere for me, something happens, no one will take care of it for you!"

"Well, thank you, Dad!"

Mo Xiaotian immediately let go of Mo Bohan, looked at his father strangely, and suddenly had an idea in his heart, and then pointed the mourning stick at Mo Bohan.

Mo Bohan was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly ran to Mo Xiaotian to shoot the stick out, he was good, Mo Xiaotian was knocked out as soon as he pressed the button, and the stick was right on the two of them, and suddenly the light in the room flashed.

Outside the house, the old housekeeper Xu Fu had just dealt with the sundries in the house, passing by Mo Bohan's room, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the scene in front of him made him rub his eyes.

At this time, a father and son in the house were hugging each other and crying earth-shatteringly, and the old housekeeper Xu Fu saw this, and couldn't help but sigh that the relationship between the father and son was so deep.

Xu Fu couldn't help but feel a little moist in his eyes, he had been with them for so many years, he had watched Mo Rongxuan grow up, the two of them had never been so sad, did they dare to complain to each other only when they were separated?

"That's fine, father and son should have talked more about each other!"

Saying that, Xu Fu thought about it and stopped bothering the father and son, and then left with a smile.

The two people in the house hugged each other, and the shoulders of the two people were already soaked, but the crying did not stop, resounding through the Shangshu Mansion, and the servants in the house were all notified by Xu Fu not to disturb them, hearing Xu Fu's narration, and hearing this moving cry, they were more or less emotional in their hearts.

When it was almost evening, Xu Fu finally felt that something was wrong, and he wondered a little in his heart, no matter how deep the relationship between the father and son was, they shouldn't have cried for so long.

Thinking about it, the old housekeeper Xu Fu hurriedly ran to Mo Bohan's room, and saw that the two people had fallen to the ground, and the two people had already shouted hoarsely, but the tears were still flowing, Xu Fu saw the crying stick on the ground at a glance, and was immediately shocked, and quickly picked up the stick, the light flashed, and suddenly both of them collapsed and lay on the ground.

Mo Bohan fainted directly, and Mo Xiaotian looked at Xu Fu tiredly, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, and then fainted.

Xu Fu held his forehead, panicked in his heart, how could he forget this stick, looking at the two people on the ground, Xu Fu hurriedly called a few people from outside to help the two of them to the bed and lie down.

Xu Fu also called Lang Zhong from outside to check on them, and Lang Zhong also heard this for the first time, he could cry and faint, looked at their chapped lips, and said with a smile: "It's just that they are dehydrated, when they wake up, just give them more water to drink!"

Not long after Lang Zhong left, the two of them woke up one after another, and after the two of them woke up, their mouths were open, and they couldn't speak, Xu Fu looked at their mouths, and knew that they were going to drink water, and then he took the water that he had prepared earlier, and brought it over, at first Xu Fu just served it cup by cup, but both of them were disgusted too slowly, so they simply picked up the kettle and poured it into their mouths.

Xu Fu couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw this, the two of them drank a total of six pots of water, it was simply terrible, Xu Fu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Mo Bohan finally recovered at this time, and pointed at Xu Fu angrily and said, "Abaaba!"

Xu Fu was stunned for a while, and asked cautiously, "Master, are you asking where the young master is!"

Mo Bohan nodded angrily, Xu Fu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and whispered, "Young Master is still drinking water!"

After hearing this, Mo Bohan raised his eyebrows again, and said, "Aba, Ah, Abba Aba!"

Xu Fu looked at the shape of his mouth for a long time, bent over with a wry smile and said, "Master, I don't understand, why don't you sleep first, maybe you will get up tomorrow!"

After that, Xu Fu directly covered Mo Bohan's quilt, Mo Bohan glared at him with his eyes, and after staring at him for a long time, Xu Fu didn't see it, and kept chattering: "Master, you just sleep, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

After hearing this, Mo Bohan had no choice but to close his eyes angrily, and his eyes were out of sight.

And Mo Xiaotian's situation on the other side is similar to this side, Xu Fu has experience this time, after Mo Xiaotian drank the water, he also shouted with his mouth open, but Xu Fu directly pressed his half-up body down, and said to himself: "Young master, you sleep, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow!"

Mo Xiaotian resisted silently, but at this time, he was weak and couldn't resist the old housekeeper Xu Fu, Mo Xiaotian smiled bitterly in his heart, what is this called!

After Xu Fu placed the two of them, as soon as he went out, he saw that the maids and servants in the house were curiously watching at the door.

Xu Fu raised his eyebrows, and shouted in a deep voice: "What do you see, is the work done, the old man and the young master have too deep feelings, and the words in my heart are finished, so I will arrange for them to sleep first, you are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

The servants were all stunned, they saw the scene just now, Xu Fu obviously opened his eyes and said nonsense, but since Xu Fu said this, they couldn't refute it, so they had to bow down and retreat, each busy with things.

Seeing this, Xu Fu couldn't help but feel that what he was doing was really reliable, and then left the room with a smile.

After Xu Fu left, some curious maids found a few servants who had helped before, and then several people discussed together, and when the servants whispered the truth, everyone couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the two of them, and actually cried all afternoon.

"But no, when we went in, the tears on the ground were all wet, it was just miserable!"

A maid asked worriedly, "Is there anything wrong with the young master?"

The servant sighed, "It's not just the young master, both of them are hoarse and can't speak!"

After hearing this, the maid immediately covered her mouth and cried: "The young master is so handsome, will he be dumb in the future?"

"Not really, Lang Zhong said that it would be fine in a few days!"

The other maid smiled and said, "Xiaocui, don't worry about the young master anymore, it's not yours to worry about it!"

The maid named Xiaocui choked up and said, "I just feel sorry for the young master!"

With just one stick of incense, it spread all over the house, and some people even compiled a limerick poem:

The relationship in Shangshu's mansion is deep, and the two of them hug each other and complain from the bottom of their hearts.

The people in the house felt nothing, and no one knew the reason.

Helpless, speechless and choked!