The path leads to the neighboring village, and after turning a few bungalows, large peach trees come into view.

The May red peach was ripe and fell heavily on the branches. Outside the peach orchard, there is a fence wall, and the dense planting of cedar thorns and thorns is daunting.

Chen Mo was about to turn around and go back, but suddenly heard the sound of a "horn", and followed by a big peach falling from the tree and landing outside the fence.

Which one is this?

Chen Mo was aroused by the strange movement, a bit like the sound of gunfire, but it was more muffled and heavier.

He stood still, and half a minute later, with the same sound, the branch that poked out of the fence wall flicked, and then a peach fell and landed in the same place before.

Chen Mo really didn't understand what kind of high-tech this was, so he tiptoed two steps forward, and then saw the old man lying in the long grass.

The old man was surprisingly short, and wore an NLKE copycat sports cap, if it weren't for the white goatee, he would have looked like an ungrown child. He was humming an out-of-tune drama in a low voice, slowly peeling the peach skin, looking at the leisurely appearance, it seemed that he would not change it for an emperor.

He ate only the peach pit in a few bites, threw it aside, and then waved his hand as if to drive away the mosquitoes flying over his head, and his weirdly trembling palms made a pop in the air.

This time, Chen Mo could see clearly, the peach branch that was three meters above the ground snorted, and the leaves on the tips flew upwards in unison, and another big peach fell.

Chen Mo even stared out of his eyes.

Lian Jiazi has been in contact with a lot to this day, no matter how awesome it is, it's just a fist-to-flesh move, and the only Batu who plays long-distance attacks, after all, still has an ax in his hand.

What is this? Splitting the Empty Palm in Martial Arts Novels???

If you want to die, the mobile phone in your pocket rang at this moment. When Chen Mo took out the phone, he saw that the old man was already looking at him, and immediately showed an embarrassed smile.

The old man sat up and made a gesture of silence. Chen Mo nodded knowingly, lowered his voice and finished the phone call in a few words, walked to him and squatted down, "Stealing peaches?" ”

Chen Jing didn't have much to eat when she was a child, Chen Mo often carried her to the foot of the forest farm mountain, found a place for her to sit and wait, and touched the mountain by herself to either steal peaches or touch watermelons. The seasons are different, and the struggle is extremely experienced.

He is unheard of such a stealing method as an old man.

"You're stealing too? I came here first! The old man said viciously.

The old man had a pair of vibrant eyes, and his face was so red that he couldn't even see a few wrinkles. Chen Mo was very suspicious that he had met an old monster who had eaten ginseng fruit, and he was a little inexplicable when he saw him staring at the phone in his hand.

"Is this a cell phone?" The old man asked again.

Chen Mo nodded in amazement.

"Lend me to play, I'll give you peaches to eat." The old man pondered for a while and made an offer.

Chen Mo originally came over to see him shoot again, and immediately handed over his mobile phone. This touchscreen Motorola cost more than 5,000 yuan, and it was also included in the packaging range required by Shen Dali.

The old man didn't know how to get it after taking it, so he scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry.

"You want to call? I'll dial it for you. Chen Mo said.

The old man grinned, half a white tooth in his mouth, "a fart call!" I'm going to play games, play games! ”

"How old are you, and you still play games." Chen Mo had never seen such a funny old child.

"Two years old and one hundred." The old man glared at him impatiently, "Why, is there a royal law that stipulates that old guys can't play games?" ”

Chen Mo was speechless.

Ninety-eight years old...... If it's true, how can it not look old at all, but alive?

The old man's receptivity was ridiculously strong, and it didn't take long for him to learn to bowl on his phone. Probably too lazy to bother, he shook his backhand in the air like a snake's tail, and there were three explosions in a row, and this time seven or eight peaches fell from the grass.

"Eat, I'm not available!" The old man was so engrossed in his heart that he wanted to burrow his head into his phone.

Chen Mo only picked up a peach that fell at his feet, and slowly rubbed it, his expression changed slightly.

Collapse mountain palm.

In the only battle with Fang Tieyi, he had seen the same way of slapping, the same three rings. Compared with the old man, Fang Tieyi's movements were like that of an unweaned child, but the details of his posture were exactly the same.

The people who met the Fang family in Zhanyang undoubtedly proved the old saying "It's not that enemies don't get together". The old man's splitting palm technique made Chen Mo feel a little creepy, this was a truly terrifying power, not magic.

In the perception of strength, the old man was even more unfathomable than Mo Qinggu, like an ocean under the ice.

"I'm going back!" Chen Mo waited for him to finish more than ten rounds before he said with a smile.

"Let's play again, why don't you eat peaches? How delicious! The old man was in a hurry, and in order to prove that what he said was true, he picked one up himself, and did not bother to peel it, and rubbed it on his leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

"There's something else to do when you go back, why don't I come back tomorrow?"

"Then I'll wait for you here tomorrow, you have to talk!" The old man frowned, looking extremely depressed, and reluctantly returned the mobile phone to him, "The mobile phones that those boys in my family bought are all broken to death, what is moving chickens and ducks or moving chickens and geese, the game is not fun, just a snake is eating in it, or you are fun." ”

He seemed to remember something, looked at Chen Mo and said, "I don't seem to have seen you before, little doll, what's your name?" ”

"Chen Mo, Erdong Chen, silent Mo. I live in the village over there. Chen Mo pointed to Tianmen Village.

"Oh, friends of the Mo family." The old man dragged the word "oh" for a long time, and smiled, "My surname is Fang, you will come here tomorrow, and I will bring you good things to eat." ”

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he was always tempted by food.

Even if the old man was on tiptoe, he was probably not as tall as Chen Mo's shoulders, but his momentum was full, and after slipping out of the road for a while, he probably felt that he was not in the monitoring range of the peach farmer, so he walked to the west with his chest and belly.

Chen Mo returned to Mo Hongmei's house and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the "dumb" cousin had already left. There's nothing on TV, and if this little girl can't talk to herself, it's really boring.

Mo Hongmei is as old as Chen Jing, seventeen years old, and there is always a cold and calm aura on her body, not like a flower girl at all. At night, she was a little uneasy. At this time, Chen Mo found out that there was only one bedroom in the cottage.

"I'll sleep on the floor of the hall, just lay whatever I want." Chen Mo took the initiative to speak.

"It's going to be cold at night, you...... You sleep in my bed, I'll go squeeze my cousin. Mo Hongmei helped him pour water to wash his face and feet, and left in a hurry.

The girl slept on a board bed, the futon was fragrant, and there were some self-painted flowers and plants pasted on the bedside, and the brushwork was immature, which should be a graffiti when she was a child. On the table are mirrored wooden combs and sandalwood jewelry boxes with paint peeled.

Chen Mo didn't know what this box was for, so he opened it and looked at it, and saw a head flower with two leather bands, and then he understood. There was nothing else in the jewelry box, just like this empty boudoir, Chen Mo looked around and suddenly felt that Mo Hongmei was a little pitiful.

It was a feeling he had always vaguely felt, and now it only became clearer and confirmed.

Chen Mo fell asleep when he got into bed, and he didn't know how long it took before he was awakened by a knock on the door.

He went to open the door shirtless, Mo Hongmei stood at the door with a big girl, and when he saw this appearance, he turned his face away.

"Is Gao Wanfei your friend?" After the big girl sat down, the first thing she said was Xiao Gao.

And Chen Mo's first reaction was that the bitter master had arrived.

Mo Lingshan didn't look like Lian Jiazi in any aspect, and soon her eyes were red, and tears were falling down her eyes.

What she said here was similar to what Xiao Gao said, but it was more painful. Obviously, both of them have affection, she can't understand why Xiao Gao refused to marry her, and escaped from the house and hid in Yancheng.

"Someone is chasing behind, and I'll run if I change me." Chen Mo sighed.

"That's what my dad meant, and he also said that he was going to Yancheng and breaking Feige's dog's leg." Mo Lingshan said quietly.

"Brother Chen, if you don't help my sister, I won't fight for the position of patriarch." Mo Hongmei glared at Chen Mo, with a small face, a little bit of hatred.

Chen Mo was forced to have no choice, so he had to promise to wait for the end of the matter here, and immediately tricked Xiao Gao into coming, first ripped the certificate and then worshipped, and then the overlord forced the bow and cooked the raw rice.

Both girls blushed.

For the sake of a broken patriarch, he came all the way to Zhanyang, and the verbal promises were one after another, and Chen Mo was quite helpless. It's just that seeing Mo Lingshan's dignified demeanor and deep affection for Xiao Gao at this time, he really wanted to help. The girl is always a hundred times stronger than those shameless, Xiao Gao's theory of fish and bear's paws, trees and forests originally made Chen Mo despised.

"Thank you." Mo Lingshan's voice was like a mosquito, she looked at her cousin, and said, "This time, I have already begged my father to help Xiaomei." If she wins, my dad will take a stand. ”

"No thanks, you should." Chen Mo smiled.

Mo Hongmei said at the beginning that as long as it is the Mo family in Zhanyang, even if the doll wins, he can be the patriarch. At that time, Chen Mo knew that it was just a trick to listen to politics, this time on the surface, the red letter generation sang the leading role, and in the end, he still had to rely on the old guy's support. Otherwise, even if he comes to power, he will be just a puppet that has been hollowed out. Now that multiple old guys can stand on their side, there is only good and no harm.

Once the more than ten masters above level 8 formed an alliance with Jiang Dongwei, Chen Mo felt that the water in this pool might not be able to think about it.

The next day, Mo Kongya came over to accompany Mo Hongmei to practice tricks, Chen Mo looked at it for a moment, and his brows became deeper and deeper.

At the appointed time in the afternoon, he walked to the peach orchard, and Old Man Fang jumped out of the grass from afar and waved his hand again and again.

"I brought you glutinous rice baba, how about it, it's interesting enough!" Old man Fang stuffed a paper bag, and the monkey looked at him anxiously, "What about the mobile phone?" ”

"Old man, let me ask you something." Chen Mo said respectfully.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" Old man Fang didn't sleep well all night, just thinking about the novel feeling of his fingers sliding on the touch screen, which was much more fun than pressing buttons.

"The big boss of the Mo family, can you get by?"

"Mo Qinggu?" Old man Fang was stunned and asked rhetorically, "My old man eats more than him for decades, should you eat it in the dog's stomach!" Did he tell you not to give me my phone to play? You let him come, grandma's, Lao Tzu beat him with a hand-held bird! ”

(To be continued)