Mo Han dragged Moda to the grassland, and the wildflowers everywhere made the grassland very vivid. Perhaps because of the extra Mohan around him, Murda felt that the grassland was no longer so empty.

Everywhere there is a lot of business, and every corner is deeply attracted to itself.

He instantly had a longing to take her all over the world.

Yes, with her, everything is novel, and with her, you can have the world world.

Mo Han likes the world of this flower, the gorgeous wilderness.

She loves to run freely like this, and she likes to savor the fragrance of each flower in detail.

It seems that with this Moda by his side, his mood has opened up a lot.

As soon as Mo Han turned around, his handsome face greeted the sun, and said, "I'm so happy!" ”

Mo Da was about to speak, but Mo Han hurriedly said, "I can feel that you are so happy!" ”

"How do you know the way?"

"It's Zhilu Dao, I can smell it."

"Wow, it's really a master of descending, you can smell it."

"Believe it or not, I can close my eyes and hear your heartbeat now, you hold this grass."

Mo Han cut off a dogtail grass, let Moda grab the end with the dog's tail, and grabbed the other end himself.

"Close your eyes and don't speak."

Murda closed her eyes, and all she could hear was the breeze gently brushing in her ears, and the sun shining on her body was very warm.

He secretly opened his left eye and looked at Mo Han, and saw that Mo Han also closed his eyes and pinched the dogtail grass with two fingers.

Suddenly, he said, "Close your eyes." ”

"How do you know I'm open?"

"Hmph, how could I not know that this grass is connected to your heartbeat, and your heartbeat will be different when you open your eyes."

"You can still read heartbeats, huh?"

"Yes, I can always hear my own heartbeat, and I can connect with my heartbeat and feel it slowly. Over time, I can feel the heartbeat of others, and as long as there is something that connects us, I can read the heartbeat. ”

Murda thought that this girl must be pure and clean-hearted, able to connect with her own heart and the heartbeat of others.

If there is a little distraction in the heart, it will be disturbed and cannot be felt.

He tried to feel Mohan's heartbeat through the dogtail grass as well.

"Why can't I feel it?"

"Fool, this is the method of 'connection' that must be practiced in descending species, all things have spirituality, and this spirituality exists in all things. Although there are all things in the world, all things have a common spirituality. By mastering the method of connection, you can be the same as the spirituality of all things, and you can hear their heartbeats, understand their feelings, and talk to them. ”

"Can you teach me?"

"People with a messy heart can't practice. In fact, connecting with people is the hardest part, people hide too many things in their hearts, and they often can't figure themselves out, so every time I connect with people, it will disturb my heart. Animals are much simpler, they are very simple in their joys and sorrows. That's why I don't want to go to other species. The other kinds of people learn how to calculate people, and I don't want to. ”

Moda thought that this girl really longed for a simple life, didn't want to participate in this troubled world, and really hoped that she could always be so simple and moving, and not mixed with the calculations of the world.

"When Master measured my talents, my descents were seven bamboos, and other kinds of talents were above the seven bamboos, but I didn't like the methods of fighting with the world, such as economic state, power strategy, and military strategy, I just wanted to be with the most innocent cats and dogs in the world, so I resolutely learned to descend things."

"Mo Han, although you are not very talented, I think liking is the highest talent. How happy it is to be in the world you love every day. No wonder your smile is so warm and full of sunshine. I think this sunshine is the sunshine that comes out of your heart, and the sunshine you see is also a piece of sunshine! ”

Mo Han listened to Mo Da and felt very intimate.

I felt that the man in front of me understood himself very well and appreciated his thoughts.

Where did she know that Murda was also the same person as her.

"Our worlds are created by our hearts. It's a sunny day today, some people think it's too sunny, and some people feel like us feel brilliant, what do you say? ”

Mo Han looked up with a smile on his face, listened carefully to every word of Murda, and felt that every sentence seemed to flow from his heart.

She hadn't summed it up, but she understood it.

Mo Hanjue's and Mo Da are so close.

Originally, people are attracted to each other because they are the same, and they grow because they are different.

The Moda in front of her not only has her own state of mind, but also can speak well, and summarize the truth just right.

"Murda, I think you must be very talented! Let's find Master to test your talent together! ”

"Can I? Haven't graduated yet? ”

"Fool, the Lone Bamboo disciple is considered to have completed the three lessons of the Yang Qiuli. You've finished counting, writing, shooting, music, and the five soils. ”

"But I still want to finish learning the etiquette in the human soil, and the heaven and earth are also quite interesting."

"You're weird, everyone else is in a hurry to finish learning the hill quickly. Hurry up and practice all kinds of solitary bamboo secret techniques. Hello, you like to dive headlong into it. ”

"Maybe everyone has their own needs in their practice, but they just use what they have learned as a tool. No, I just love everything in this mountain, every learning. Like you, I only practice what I want to learn, so it seems that I have no desire for birth, and no desire for it. ”

"That's for me, I want to know how talented you are, it's good to be Moda, let's take a look together."

"I really can't help you, let's go."

Mo Han was very happy to see that Moda agreed.

Put your finger in your mouth and whistle, her tiger king galloped from afar!

The tiger came to the two of them, looked at Meda and then at Mohan, as if he had guessed something in this atmosphere.

So he was not as fierce as he had seen Murda before, squatting on the ground like a big cat and stretching out his front paws to lick it, and he was cute and cute.

Mo Han jumped on the tiger's back, stretched out his hand and said to Mo Da, "Come, the talented bamboo hall is still a long way from here, today I will make an exception for you to be my tiger baby, I can't bear others." ”

Mo Da grabbed Mo Han's hand and jumped up, Mo Han said a secret word in the tiger's ear, and the tiger ran towards the bamboo hall.

About a pillar of incense, the two came to a low-lying place, a radius of ten miles full of bamboo forests.

It's just that the bamboo in this bamboo forest is not the same as other places, no matter how tall or low, there are only nine sections of bamboo at most.

Although some of them are as tall as a pillar of optimus, they only have two or three bamboo joints.

Although some are short and concise, they have as many as eight or nine sections.

There are even some huge bamboo shoots, which are of different lengths and uneven.

"These bamboos are called Tianzi bamboos, which were rescued from the battlefield by the ancestor of the lonely bamboo since the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou. At that time, there was only one left. After thousands of years of cultivation by the Lone Bamboo people, it has become this bamboo forest. Each bamboo tree shows the talent of the person who planted it. Which 'seed' you plant in will show how talented you are in cultivating this one, the highest is nine bamboo knots, the lowest, you look at these bamboo shoots. ”

Mo Han pointed to the huge bamboo shoots beside him and said, "These seniors are just not talented, so the bamboo shoots they grow can't even sprout, so they can only be allowed to grow and become huge." ”

Meda thought to himself that these bamboos could be so godly.

He looked at the bamboo forest, each bamboo was like the file of a lonely bamboo gatekeeper.

It tells about the geniuses who are talented and natural, and at the same time, it also tells the grassroots with mediocre qualifications but working hard.

Mo Han led Mo Da through the bamboo forest to a bamboo hall.

In front of the hall is a large stone shaped like a bamboo shoot, with the inscription 'Tianzi Zhutang', "Dip your hand in the dew on the bamboo leaves and write your name on the stone." ”

Murda did as Mohan said.

Mo Han pulled Murda behind the stone, and Murda saw that the stone was densely written with lines of names.

I saw that the last one actually wrote the word Moda.

It turns out that if you write on a stone, your name will be automatically engraved on the back of the stone.

"And then?"

"Come, spread your hands. The first finger on the left is Jingguo, the second index finger is the strategy, the third middle finger is the military strategy, the fourth ring finger is the vertical and horizontal, the fifth little finger is KitKat, the right little finger is Shennong, the ring finger is Si Tian, the middle finger is the treasure, the index finger is the descendant, and the thumb is charm. ”

Mo Han used his slender fingers to tell Moda one by one, "Okay, spread it out and don't move." Come with me into the bamboo hall. ”

Murda entered the bamboo hall and found a black dirt floor in the middle.

When he approached, ten tender bamboo shoots came out of the mud, short and fat in a row.

"Now, if you want to know which kind of Tianzi is in the Dao, you can slide which finger on the Dao."

Mo Han explained.

Murda thought about it for a moment, and simply tried all ten of them.

So I stretched out my left thumb and saw that the first small bamboo shoot on the left slowly grew into a small green bamboo.

Mo Han stepped forward to take a closer look and said, "Jingguo, a bamboo." ”

Moda thought to himself that he might not be the material of the country.

Stretching out his index finger again, the second small bamboo shoot slowly grew into a small bamboo.

"Scheming, a bamboo."

Maybe I'm not very good at cheating, and I don't understand these troublesome things.

Moda stretched out his third finger and swiped it, indicating that the small bamboo shoots of the military strategy were slowly growing.

"Military strategy, a bamboo."

Moda thought to himself, whether it's good or not, the battlefield is going to die, far away from the war, just be a peaceful scattered people.

Stick out your ring finger and swipe it.

"Vertical and horizontal, two bamboos."

Murda thought that this was a bit of an improvement in his ability to speak well compared to before.

So he stretched out the little finger of his left hand in anticipation of growth.

"Kitkat, Mitake. Murda, there are four more. Don't worry, don't be discouraged. It will definitely work later. ”

It can be seen that Mo Han is worried that Mo Da will be discouraged, the day before yesterday he heard that everyone has high expectations for him, and she also thinks that Mo Da is very spiritual and should have a heavenly posture of more than seven bamboos.

Moda stretched out the little finger and ring finger of his right hand in order, Shennong Tianzi had two bamboos, and Si Tianzi only had one bamboo.

Moda is also a little impatient, could it be that he is really a grassroots stupid?

Murda thought about the remaining three.

Mo Han practiced descent, and he hoped to have the same talent with his beloved and experience the same pleasure.

So he didn't stretch out his right index finger at first, but stretched out his right middle finger and thumb continuously.

Mo Han looked at the tender bamboo that had grown, opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Mo Da looked at Mo Han's expression and knew that there was nothing good about it, so he said, "It's okay, just say it." I'm probably not very good at making money, and it's okay to collect treasures, but it's okay to scatter money. I'm so ugly, it's normal that I don't have the talent to learn charm. ”

Mo Han saw that what Mo Da said was very open-minded, so he whispered, "Jubao, a bamboo." Charm, a bamboo. ”

Only the drop was left, and the two of them were full of anticipation and afraid of fetching water with bamboo baskets.

Murda didn't dare to look at the result, closed his eyes and swiped it with his right index finger.

Mo Han stared at the small bamboo shoot at the back.

After a while, Mo Han's eyes widened.

I thought, oh my God!

She couldn't believe her eyes!