Guard A led Wei Mo to the field outside the village, and looked at her without a trace on the road, not seeing that this female doll who was not a few years older than her sister would give rain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But seeing that she's full of confidence, I think she should be able to.

"Poor Wei Mo, I don't know what Brother Tai is called?" Lord Wei smiled faintly.

"Zhuang Gui, most of our village is surnamed Zhuang." Zhuang Gui smiled innocently, rubbing his hands a little embarrassed, "The little girl calls herself a poor road, what does this poor road mean?" ”

Wei Mo was stunned for a moment, she saw that the clothes in this world were similar to those of ancient Z country, and she thought that the worldview was similar. But this world is a world of warriors, and there should be cloth professions such as Taoist priests.

It may also be that this mountain village is too remote and the villagers have not heard of it.

"Poor Dao is a self-proclaimed subordinate subordinate and a Taoist priest subordinate below." Wei Mo didn't explain more, seeing that this Zhuang Gui brought her directly, and he didn't say anything about liars or anything like that, presumably there is a profession in this world that can give rain, he is not surprised.

"Daoist?" Zhuang Gui scratched his head in annoyance, and thought for a long time before muttering: "Could it be a mage, yes, only a mage can resist the wind and water, and travel the clouds and rain." ”

I looked at Wei Mo's outfit again, the water blue robe, the wide sleeves were flying, and the fairy wind was dripping, although it was different from the clothes of the mages in the past, it looked more natural and elegant, which made people yearn for it. The little girl walked in the field with him, her forehead was not sweaty, her clothes were not exposed, her feet were not muddy, and she walked freely and freely, which was by no means something ordinary people could do, and it seemed that she must be a teacher.

Zhuang Gui had already identified Wei Mo's identity, so he brought out a bit of respect when he spoke, "Is the little mage wandering out alone?" ”

"Of course not." Wei Mo didn't change his title, and still smiled lightly: "There are still three disciples in the poor dao, but they have something to do now. In a moment, we will meet with the poor road. ”

After that, the two came to their destination while talking and laughing, and Wei Mo also heard some useful information.

Wei Mo was accustomed to taking out his spirit sword, but then he thought about it not very well. The sword must be a murder weapon, which does not match her current image of a mage who is kind to the people and is kind to the people. So after turning over for a long time, he took out a staff from a pile of unknown qualities. This seems to be a game item made when I participated in a university club activity the year before.

I saw Wei Mo holding the pseudo-magic staff of Xiang's artificial crystal in his left hand, pinching the law in his right hand, and chanting words in his mouth, and after a while, the wind blew the clouds and rained.

Zhuang Gui was dumbfounded, letting the rain hit his body, and the originally hot weather became icy and cool.

Heavy rain comes and goes as fast as it goes.

Wei Mo pinched the time to collect the law decision, and saw several people running in their direction from a distance.

At this time, Zhuang Gui also came back to his senses, and it seemed that the person who ran over said to Wei Mo: "Mage, the one in the middle of the run is our village chief." ”

Very good, the tone is more respectful, even the small characters are supported, Wei Mo thought with a smile.

After the visitors approached, Wei Mo found that the five people who came were all martial artists, and the village chief had the highest rank, which was the peak of the second rank.

The white-haired village chief saluted Wei Mo as a martial artist, and said with a serious expression: "I don't know that the mage came from afar, it's disrespectful and disrespectful!" ”

"Where, where." Wei Mo rushed to him to offer his hand, "Poor Dao and his disciples have traveled here, but it's just a coincidence. ”

The two exchanged a few more words, and the village chief Zhuang Xian invited Wei Mo into the village, and also let those scattered people go, but they couldn't make trouble in the village, otherwise they would dare to go out of the village. Watching Wei Mo and the village chief talk happily from afar, those people could only start from other people in the village.

"Our village is also isolated from the rest of the world, and no outsiders have appeared for a long time. Master Wei was able to travel here, it was really fate. Village Chief Zhuang said with a kind face and a lovely smile, but there was another turn in his cloudy eyes.

Wei Mo smiled as if he hadn't seen the light in the village chief's eyes, and whispered with a little embarrassment: "Actually, I came out to hunt for treasure with my elders on my back, and I heard from elsewhere that there is a spiritual grass growing near here, so I came to find it, but I got lost in the mountains and got separated from my subordinates." I saw that there was another village, so I came to find a place to stay, but I didn't expect that your village was not very welcoming to outsiders, so I ......"

The old village chief smiled with a clear expression, and whispered to her: "The villagers have suffered losses from outsiders in the first few days, and they don't mean to fight against you. When the old man was your age, he also carried the elders out of the village on his back. It's better to be young......"

The old village chief talked about his experience when he was young, and said that he was now old and couldn't even go down to the ground. Wei Mo naturally followed his words and echoed a little. When he arrived at the old village chief's house, the village chief suddenly asked with a little curiosity: "Master Xiao Wei, this is a remote mountain forest, the old man is still very familiar, what kind of spiritual grass are you looking for, maybe the old man has seen it, and he can also show you the direction." ”

Wei Mo smiled even more kindly, as soon as she helped a lot, she pinched the law in her hand, and an illusion of a fairy spirit grass appeared in her palm, "It's this kind of spirit grass, I don't know what it's called elsewhere, it's called Seven Spiral Flowers there." This spirit grass produces one leaf every year, and in the seventh year, the seventh leaf grows and produces a lilac flower. ”

The old village chief looked at it carefully for a long time before he said: "I have never seen this kind of flower old man, and there is no such extraordinary spirit grass on the mountains around us." ”

When Wei Mo heard this, he immediately praised his face in disappointment, "Alas, I'm also trying my luck." I heard that these flowers are all beautiful places that grow in green mountains, but they are also uncommon. ”

The old village chief welcomed Wei Mo into his house with a smile, and comforted her that she wanted to open a little, young man, how could he not touch his head a few times.

When Wei Mo entered the door, a 12 or 3-year-old boy ran over with a girl of about the same age, took the old village chief's hand and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I heard that there are guests in the village, is this sister a guest?" ”

Born in a small mountain village that was not born, this young man is also innocent, and he is also very shy when he peeks at Wei Mo.

Wei Mo smiled and didn't speak, until the village chief pretended to be serious and pulled down his hand, "How adult, it's not like a look yet." Didn't you see any guests there? ”

Then he said to Wei Mo kindly: "Master Xiao Wei, don't be surprised, this is the old man's grandson Cheng'an. He had never been out of the village since he was a child, so he was more curious to meet outsiders. ”

Wei Mo touched Zhuang Chengan's head with a smile and said, "How can you see a strange thing." ”

This is an important mission objective, and it needs to be protected.

At this time, the girl who had been standing next to her for a while said a little coldly: "Grandpa the village chief, since you have guests, I will go home first." ”