Early the next morning.

Liang evaporated from the first district, and it seems that he has never been there, and he will only be regarded as a laughing stock for two days.

Liang Tian didn't know at all, and was still looking forward to the Liang couple coming to save him, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Mo Zi still proposed to Wen Tingyao under Gu Niannian's nose.

'Congratulations to the host, you have three more hours to spare. ’

The system prompt echoed in his mind, and Gu Niannian glanced indifferently at Wen Tingyao and Mo Zishang in front of him.

"I'll go back first, this place is not for me after all." Wen Tingyao thought that what the other party said was because of her and Mo Zishang, but he didn't know that he couldn't see Gu Niannian.

As soon as Gu Niannian returned to the room, he clicked on the detachment plane.

'Detaching from the plane......

Gu Niannian breathed a sigh of relief, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the white sci-fi space that he had been to many times.

'Congratulations! ’

The little winter melon was still holding its 'Complete Works of the System Plane' locked in the corner, but after seeing Gu Niannian, he cheered up and walked in front of Gu Niannian with a jump.

"You still want to be banned?" Gu Niannian asked.

......," the little winter melon pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Actually, I won't be banned from speaking in this space." ’

"Then do you know why you're always banned from the outside world?" Gu Niannian said, looking at the little winter melon with lowered eyes, a very expressionless person.

The little winter melon froze completely: 'What kind of foolish system is this! Why count like that! ’

'Ding! ’

System prompt: 'The system small winter melon insults the total system, and it is completely banned for three days. ’

"Poof." Gu Niannian looked at the little winter melon opening his mouth but couldn't emit anything, and felt inexplicably funny.

The little winter melon pouted aggrievedly, and then watched Gu Niannian click on the next plane with a blank look.

-

In the white space of technology.

The general manager sat on the office chair and looked at Mo Zishang in front of him with some fear.

Mo Zishang's eyebrows and eyes were full of yin owls, and he looked very scared, and his face was not very good.

"You...... Is there anything you don't like? ”

"Your mission here...... It's strange......" Mo Zishang sighed, hooking a mocking arc.

The general management's eyes widened.

"We ...... These planes are all naturally formed, so how can we generate so many small worlds professionally one by one? But...... You, if you want, you can make your own. The general manager looked at Mo Zishang's expression and said, for fear that he would disturb Mo Zishang.

"Hmm."

Mo Zishang nodded, but he didn't say whether he wanted to agree or refuse, turned his head and left.

"Huh-" The chief manager sat on the chair with a relieved look and watched Mo Zishang close the door.

-

During the Heavenly Dao years.

It is rumored in the world that there is a Taoist priest on the mountain in the poor years, who calls himself the common people, known as the Taoist of the common people, a pair of skillful hands can rejuvenate the wonderful hands, and the medical skills are shocking, but he lives deep in the mountains and does not often go out.

It is rumored in the world that the ranger Mo Zishang does all kinds of evil, and he is proficient in everything that hurts the heavens and reason.

There is a saying in the world, Mozi is still chaotic, and the common people will come out when they are in chaos, and they often sit and compare with the two of them.

The last years of the Heavenly Dao.

There is a village at the foot of the poor mountain, called the poor village, the village is full of old, weak, sick and disabled, but there is a strange thing - all the people who have lived there will inevitably be infected with a strange disease, which people call the disease of death.

Mo Zishang was wearing a black robe, passing by here, only to hear the wailing all over the village, and he felt curious, so he wanted to find out.

"Eh, this fellow Daoist, don't go in, as soon as you enter, you're going to get this strange disease."

Daoyou, who happened to be passing by here, said, and grabbed Mo Zishang, who was about to go in.

Mo Zishang was interested, tilted his head and smiled: "What's the strange disease?" ”

"I don't know, but I just heard that all the people in this village are sick, and if they live here for a long time, they will also be infected, and even the best doctors can't cure this disease."

According to hearsay, Mo Zishang is more like going to find out.

"Then the broken Taoist priest on the mountain won't come down the mountain and take a look?" Mo Zishang asked, his eyes falling on the mountain behind him.

"Daoist friends don't know, although the Taoist priest has lived in the mountains for a long time, but he doesn't often live in this poor mountain, I'm afraid she doesn't know about it." Daoyou said, as if he was in a hurry for something, and left in a hurry.

"So...... Then I'll take a look. ”

Seeing that Daoyou left, Mo Zi was not afraid to laugh back, and walked happily to the village.

As soon as I walked in, I felt that the surroundings were uncomfortable tight, and there was a faint smell of blood overflowing.

"Ouch...... Ouch. ”

Before he entered the village, Mo Zishang saw an old woman calling on the ground on the way.

Mo Zishang leaned over to help the old woman.

The old woman first saw a pair of fair-skinned and good-looking hands in front of her, and then looked up to see Mo Zishang.

Xu is face looked at Mo Zi Shang Sheng, the old woman quickly withdrew her hand, and said, "How did this strong man get this poor mountain?" ”

Seeing the old woman's cautious look, Mo Zishang said while planning to help her up: "I passed by here, and I heard your voice, come in and see what happened." ”

"Get out! Get out! As soon as the old woman heard that Mo Zishang was an outsider, her kind face became a little sour, and she was busy driving Mo Zishang out.

"Eh, old woman, don't rush me away, do you know what happened in your village? I also went to find the Taoist priest on the mountain. ”

Mo Zishang said, knowing that the old woman was not allowed to touch her, so he took a step back.

The old woman pursed her lips, thinking that Mo Zishang would be willing to help them find the Taoist priest, so she told the story.

"There used to be a Taoist priest in our village, and the Taoist priest was a good hand at slaying demons and demons, and buried a talisman in our village, and the people in this village became weaker and weaker, and basically suffered from illness, but our lifespan was a little longer, and no one cared about it, but this talisman became more and more intense, until now it is ......"

Listening to the old woman's simple narration, Mo Zishang frowned: "But how do you know that this talisman is doing it?" ”

"Just this year, a Taoist priest took the talisman, and at that time, the people in our village felt that their limbs were weak, and the more uncomfortable they felt......," the old woman said, "Every time the moon is full, our hearts are always unsteady, and our whole body is so hot that it almost burns......."

The more Mo Zishang listened, the more he frowned, most of the Taoist priests who can use talismans are superstitious, and few can use a few brushes, and the latter has only appeared in a hundred years, and there are two in this village at once......

"Old woman, didn't you ask a doctor for this disease?" Mo Zishang continued to ask, one hand picking at the pattern on the hilt of the sword.

"Please, I invited all the best doctors in this hundred miles radius, but not only was it not cured, but even the doctors were infected with ......."

The old woman said, Mo Zishang was startled, and he was about to get infected if he touched it? Wouldn't you have to get infected yourself?

"That'...... The one on the mountain who has never come down in this poor year? ”

"The Taoist priest is busy every day, and I am afraid that he still doesn't know about our affairs......" the old woman said, sighing.

"That's okay, old woman, I'll go find the Taoist priest for you, okay?" Mo Zishang asked, secretly thinking that he was probably going to be infected too, and it was estimated that the broken Taoist priest would be able to heal.

“…… Yes, can you help me up? The old woman said, raising her hand.

Mo Zishang grabbed the sword with one hand and helped the old woman up from the ground.

"Then I'll go find the Taoist priest first, the old woman pays attention to her body, but don't fall to the ground here." Mo Zishang said.

"Hmm." The old woman nodded, and walked away slowly.

Watching the old woman leave, Mo Zishang reacted to the tightness around him and hurriedly ran away.

Poor Mountain is a barren mountain, and Mozi still has to walk for several days to get there.

But if he wants to find Gu Niannian, Mo Zishang has to start from the Poor Year Mountain, and first try his luck to see if Gu Niannian is on the Poor Year Mountain.

It was lukewarm and lukewarm, but Mo Zishang walked but also walked out of a sweat.

"You're back?" Gu Niannian said, but there was still no emotion between his eyebrows.

"Hmm." Mo Zishang said, gave his military coat to the housekeeper, and sat next to Gu Niannian.

"Monansi?" Mo Zishang glanced at Mo Nanxi, looked at Gu Niannian and said, meaning to ask if it was this person.

"Yes, brother?" Mo Nanxi has heard the rumored story between Gu Niannian and Mo Zishang.

Speaking of which, Monanxi knows a lot of stories.

"Didn't prepare my lunch?" Mo Zishang looked at the fact that there were only two pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"I've got it for you." Gu Niannian said, motioning to the housekeeper to take it.

After listening to the reminder of the little winter melon, Gu Niannian prepared every meal for Mo Zishang.

Mo Zishang paused, glanced at Gu Niannian and said, "Did you really do it for me?" ”

"Well, because Nian Nian doesn't know when you'll be back." Gu Niannian said, looking at Mo Zishang's body.

"Gurgling...... Mo Zishang poured all the fruits into the dustpan, filled two basins of water from the water tank next to him, and was about to roll up his sleeves to wash the fruits.

Seeing Mo Zishang's movements, Daoist Sheshan stopped talking and withdrew his gaze.

"I'll see."

Gu Niannian walked to the side of the poor man and watched him copy the books.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, Mo Zishang's voice came from the courtyard, Gu Niannian didn't even move, but he secretly glanced at Mo Zishang, who was spitting out the fruit that he had praised just now, screaming bitterly.

"Poof."

The poor man knew that Gu Niannian was watching, and he had tried his best to withdraw his gaze, but he still inadvertently let out a smile.

Mo Zi was still busy rinsing his mouth with water, and the facial features of his face were wrinkled together.

She Shan Daoist glanced up at him, walked up to him, handed him a candy, and said, "That's an astringent fruit, not a crisp date, because it's too astringent, and even insects are rarely touched, so we often come to repel insects." ”

"Hoo ......"

Mo Zishang threw the candy into his mouth quite exaggeratedly, and the sweet and greasy taste instantly swept the entire taste buds, and all the bitterness was rolled up, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then why didn't you just tell me?" Mo Zishang asked, sweating in a hurry.

"Look at you eating happily, I didn't tell you." Sheshan Dao Chang's appearance is quite serious.

Mo Zishang smacked his tongue, this is the Longtan Tiger's Den.

"Learn words." Gu Niannian stood behind the poor man and said, out of nowhere, he took out a small pu fan like a trick, one by one, a little more comfortable.

"I'll go to the back mountain to get some ice." She Shan said, "Can you go with me?" ”

"That's fine!"

Mo Zishang nodded, rich people will put some ice cubes in the house in the summer, but Mo Zishang is used to Xiaoye, and he doesn't have this treatment, so he affirmed that Sheshan Dao Chang is definitely not a rat.

Sheshan Daoist and Mo Zishang left together, Gu Niannian didn't talk often, he always felt absent-minded, and he always remembered to do something, but he couldn't help Gu Niannian stand behind and look at himself.

"Write another page and go into the house to write." Gu Niannian said.

Although it was past noon, the climate on this mountain was still hot and panicked, making people feel itchy, like insects crawling.

Gu Niannian also felt upset when he stood with the cicadas, not to mention the naughty children.

"Master, why do you always refuse to do anything in the Poor Village? But why is it different every time for the big devil? Poor Nian asked as he wrote.

I didn't think that Gu Niannian would answer, I just wanted to relieve my boredom and talk, but I didn't want Gu Niannian to listen: "Because the affairs of the poor village are related to your uncle." ”

Gu Niannian's words before answering after a few moments had already made the poor years not react, let alone the sudden appearance of a "teacher".

"Huh?" Poor years were stunned, and the ink on the tip of the brush dripped on the rice paper, gradually fading into a circle.

Gu Niannian stood behind him, and it was rare not to blame him for being absent-minded.

Poor Nian put down the pen and looked up to see that Gu Niannian was actually in a trance.

"Master, what are you thinking?"

Poor Nian tilted his head and asked, Gu Niannian has always been meticulous in doing things, and distractions are even rarer, so Poor Nian can't help but worry.

"......" Gu Niannian seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and the words of the poor year did not pull her out of the memory.

"Master?" The poor man tugged at the hem of Gu Niannian's clothes.

Gu Niannian came back to his senses, lowered his eyes, and said: "It's been hot recently, and my mind is a little unfocused, so I'll go boil a bowl of mung bean porridge to cool off." ”

“…… All right. Poor Nian wanted to inquire about the "uncle", but when he raised his eyes, he could only see Gu Niannian's back.

There is no ice cellar in Sheshan, but the chief of Sheshan Road ordered the cellar to be changed and opened to the underground, which made this ice cellar.

"Hiss......"

There was little oxygen under the ice cellar, and only after Sheshan Dao Chang was determined did the two enter the ice cellar.

As soon as he entered the ice cellar, the cool air rushed from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"This ice cellar is a little colder, too."

Mo Zishang was still too hot, but now he felt that his whole body was about to freeze, and he smacked his tongue while holding his arm and rubbing it.

On the other hand, the Taoist priest of Sheshan only frowned slightly, and handed a special porcelain basin to Mo Zishang.

"You fill it up first." She Shan Dao Chang said, taking care of himself and loading the ice, "Fill some whole pieces." ”

"Okay." Mo Zishang pouted, although he was still screaming hot just now, but now he felt a little cold when he touched the ice.

She Shan Dao Chang moved quickly, and when he was full, Mo Zishang was only half full.

Sheshan Dao Chang was not in a hurry, so he waited for Mo Zishang to finish loading a basin of ice at a speed that had been resting for a long time.

"Shhh...... Whew—"

Mo Zishang hugged the basin and gasped, this cold was too thorough, it was really cold, and there was a coldness all around, which couldn't help but make him frown.

She Shan Dao Chang held his basin and walked quickly to the house.

"Poor years." Sheshan Dao Chang held the basin with both hands, and it was really inconvenient to open the door.

As soon as he answered, the door opened, but the person standing at the door was Gu Niannian.

Daoist Sheshan was stunned for a moment and said, "Ice on the table?" ”

"Everything." Gu Niannian gave way to Mo Zishang and She Shan Dao Chang to come in.

With the head of Sheshan Road, Mo Zishang put the pot of ice away, and then shook his clothes, because the ice melted, his body was wet a lot.

"I'll go look at the pot." Gu Niannian said, and left the wing room with an indifferent expression.

"Pot? What else can you do with cooking skills like Cangsheng Daochang? Mo Zishang said, sitting on the chair with a golden knife, there was always a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Don't talk about my master! My master's cooking is the best in the world! As soon as he heard Mo Zishang's words, he immediately put down the pen in his hand, and his cheeks were a little red, looking cute.

"Poof, little pony." Mo Zishang said funny, took a fruit from the table and nibbled on it, but he didn't choose the green one, he was stimulated by the astringent fruit just now, and now there are still shadows.

Although the poor years are young, they also understand these meanings, and if they are angry, they will find trouble with Mo Zishang, She Shan Dao Chang smiled lightly and said, "Don't you want to be punished by your master again?" ”

After listening to this, he pouted, and sat down again very unconvinced, sitting upright, but there was a bit of the meaning of the son of Shijia, and he wanted to come to Gu Niannian and Sheshan Daoist to teach this child well.

"Every time Master meets the big devil, it's different......"

The poor man muttered quietly, and his tone was very unconvinced.

(End of chapter)