Two hours later...

"Hmm...", my face itched.

Mo Jinsheng frowned and raised her hand to touch her face, thinking: Why is it wet?

'Huh~' The low beast roar sounded in Mo Jinsheng's ears.

Mo Jinsheng thought of something, and immediately got up and looked at the side, a small ice-blue ball was wagging its own big tail.

"Bingluo, you're finally awake." Mo Jinsheng picked up Bing Spirit, buried his face in its small body and rubbed it.

"Whew! It's so itchy, don't rub it. Bingluo's little body was stunned, and his ice-blue fur color was slightly red.

"Ahaha, are you still shy?" Mo Jinsheng looked up at Binglu's constantly writhing body and smiled.

"Hmph~" Bingluo didn't admit it, and his little head didn't look at Mo Jinsheng.

Mo Jinsheng suddenly thought of the ice spirit that was blocking him before, and said in a deep voice with low eyes: "I will treat you well." ”

Bingluo felt a little guilty in Mo Jinsheng's heart, turned his head back again, stretched out his pink little tongue, and licked the tip of Mo Jinsheng's nose to express comfort.

"Master, what kind of place is this, the spiritual power is so abundant." The little fox jumped off Mo Jinsheng and said around.

Mo Jinsheng, who has not been connected to the spiritual vein, can't feel the existence of spiritual power, "Is it?" But I didn't know that it was, but the environment around me changed when I picked you up. "And because I was in a hurry to save you, I didn't enjoy this beautiful scenery properly.

After the words fell, Mo Jinsheng stood up and patted the weeds stuck to his body, ready to see what kind of place this is...

And Mo Jinsheng vaguely felt that this place had some kind of connection with him.

Looking up, the location where Mo Jinsheng and Bingluo were located was a large piece of grass, roughly twenty or thirty cubic meters wide, and there were several wooden houses in the south of this meadow that were neither tall nor short...

One man and one beast looked at each other, 'Go and see?' ’。

Then he walked towards the wooden houses, and after entering the wooden houses, Mo Jinsheng saw the appearance of the wooden houses clearly: there were four wooden houses, three of which had two floors, and the wooden house on the edge had three floors.

Each wooden house has a sign hanging on it, and the two-story one is a private house, while the three-story wooden house has the word "Shuge" written on it.

"Let's take a look next to each other." Mo Jinsheng squatted down, picked up Bingluo, and walked into the nearest house.

The inside is very simple, like the standard configuration of two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, and the same is true for the second floor, but there is no trace of anyone living in it.

A few minutes later, one man and one beast walked towards the [Book Pavilion] after visiting the three houses.

"The identity of the people who live here is definitely not simple." Just a few steps away, Bingluo, who was lying in Mo Jinsheng's arms, suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Mo Jinsheng stopped.

"The wood used to build the wooden house is the trunk of the Sanssouci tree, this kind of tree is very beneficial to the human body, and it also has the effect of condensing spiritual power, cultivating around this tree can greatly improve the efficiency, and this kind of tree is very rare, many humans are scrambling to cut it down, and now it should be facing extinction." Bing Soul explained.

"You're saying these cabins are all made of these trees?" Mo Jinsheng exclaimed, coupled with the abundance of spiritual power here, wouldn't it be possible to cultivate here?

Thinking of his unopened spiritual vein, Mo Jinsheng's excitement sank a little more.

"That's right," Bingluo felt Mo Jinsheng's loss, and the meat ball slapped her face and comforted; "There will be a way."

Mo Jinsheng smiled, looked at the sky and said fiercely: "Yes, force can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, I believe that I will definitely be able to break out of the world!" ”

......

'Click-' Mo Jinsheng pushed open the wooden door of the [Book Pavilion] with one hand and walked in.

"Wow——, so many books!" When I looked up, I saw rows of bookshelves, filled with all kinds of books, and they were well sorted.

Historical Books: [Vast History], [Chaotic World], [Three Realms and One Domain]...

Cultivation books: [Martial Master Admission], [Beginner Spiritual Master]...

Just categorizing Mo Jinsheng is too many to count, let alone three entire layers of books.

Remembering where the cultivation books were placed, Mo Jinsheng walked towards the top floor with the ice spirit in his arms...

The third floor is also full of books, and unlike below, there is a small attic inside, Mo Jinsheng pushed the door and walked in without hesitation.

The scene inside is completely opposite to the crowded books outside, and the space is very open.

In a small room of 20 square meters, there is only an empty stand in the middle, a wooden table, a wooden chair, a wooden bed...

Mo Jinsheng walked in and saw that there were three words written on the sign next to the stand; [Beast Pilot].

“！！！” Mo Jinsheng was stunned, it turned out that the book was placed here, but why did he go outside...

"Look, master, there's something glowing there." Ice Spirit kept looking into the room, and his little eyes stopped at something glowing white on the wooden table.

Mo Jinsheng walked quickly to the table, where there was a lamp and a letter.

The obverse of the letter reads: Mo Jinsheng received.

The inscription on the back is: Mother Mo Xiyue.

After Mo Jinsheng finished reading the handwriting and payment of the letter, a different emotion sprouted in her heart.

Mo Jinsheng reached out and touched the letter without the slightest dust and the paper was very delicate at first glance, and a trace of warmth flowed from her eyes.

In other words, didn't the Mo family tell the original body that her parents were dead?

And... How could the aura be so familiar and nostalgic.

"The hosts! Master!!! Seeing Mo Jinsheng distracted, Bingluo tilted his head and shouted.

"Huh? What's wrong? Mo Jinsheng came back to his senses and looked at Bingluo.

"I saw that you were motionless, and I thought you were bewitched by some illusion." Bingluo pouted, "Why don't you read the content, I feel like there's something about it here." ”

"Well, I'll open it up." Mo Jinsheng put away the emotions just now, thinking that maybe the residual emotions of the original body had nothing to do with him.

What she didn't know was that at the same time as she crossed over to this continent, the body lying in the morgue of Fenghua Hospital was also lost.

Mo Jinsheng carefully opened the letter, spread out the folded paper, and read the contents intently.

Dear daughter Mo Jinsheng:

You should have been twelve years old when you read this letter, and we apologize for not being able to see your 10 years of growth.

Your father and I were hunted down by a powerful organization, and if you fled with the two-year-old you and the five-year-old Ah Chen, we would definitely attract their attention, and we didn't want to affect you, so we put you in the Nether, and we deliberately separated you in order to attract people's eyes, and the family that adopted you was blessed with your father, and I believe that they will treat you well, and we sincerely hope that you can live an ordinary childhood.

Seeing this, Mo Jinsheng's eyes were unconsciously moist, and he felt a little empathetic.