Before the ship had started, the little lord said that the ship would not set sail until evening.

The two kicked and bowed for a while, and the tired two little faces were red and sweaty. Back to back, the two sat on the ground, and they didn't dislike each other's sweat smelling heavy, and looked up at the sun that was about to set in the sky.

The yellow-red afterglow spreads the horizon all over the sky, and the stratus clouds are like waves, forming a spectacular scene of burning clouds.

"Little wooden fish, where is Keju?" After a while, the little county lord suddenly spoke from behind Tan Mo.

"I don't know, I kicked it to you in the end, you didn't catch it, probably ran away by yourself." Tan Mo replied very casually, looking at the fiery clouds in the sky at this time, he was a little distracted.

The beauty of this nature is truly extraordinary. It was the first time he felt this beauty.

"How can you fly? Look, there, wooden fish, you go and pick it up. The little county lord snorted, and then gently poked Tan Mo's back with his elbow, motioning for him to pick it up.

Tan Mo was indifferent.

So the little county lord stabbed again.

Tan Mo stretched out his hand, raised his hand and grabbed it gently, and Juju, who had already run away, slowly floated up, and then flew all the way to Tan Mo's side.

The bloodline is very miraculous, and the main manifestation of the power of Tan Mo's bloodline is this royal object. Although the weight of the things that Tan Mo can control has not increased during this time, the changes in the means are more and more.

Tan Mo felt that when his imperial power was strong enough, he could let himself fly.

"Wow, little wooden fish, you are so good, how did you do it?" The little county lord suddenly became interested, turned around and came to Tan Mo's side, grabbed the juju he ran over, and then asked with a small face.

Tan Mo looked at her, and suddenly a bad taste appeared in his heart.

So, he clasped his hands together and said with a wooden face: "County Lord, do you know why they all call me Muyu, junior brother?" ”

"Because you're stupid?" Takeri replied very seriously.

Tan Mo suddenly felt itchy teeth, forced himself to endure it, and he continued to say with a wooden face: "Little county lord, why do you think that Muyu has something to do with stupidity?" ”

"The wooden fish looks stupid!"

Tan Mo raised his head, and said in a tricky manner: "The junior disciples call me Muyu because they are in awe of the little monk. Wooden fish, is one of the monks' standing ritual utensils, day and night, can be called a Buddha treasure. At the same time, this wooden fish is also a musical instrument! ”

"Musical instruments?" The little county lord tilted his little head, as if he didn't understand.

"It's a musical instrument. An instrument that is easy to learn and classically elegant. Tan Mo said with a wooden face.

"Really?"

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the monks do not speak."

The little county lord rolled his eyes, and then suddenly said, "But why do I think you can't make it up because of the wooden fish?" ”

Tan Mo: "......"

When did this scumbag become so smart?

So Tan Mo said very seriously: "The little monk never does this kind of thing. ”

"But little wooden fish, aren't you the most deceitful?" The little county lord suddenly had a suspicious face.

Looking at the little county lord who was raising the bar with himself to the end, Tan Mo was a little tired and didn't like it, this scumbag has become smarter, it's not easy to deceive......

"Hee-hee, look, you're right by me, right? I know that when you say that your family doesn't gossip, you must be prepared to talk nonsense. The little county lord snorted, his little face full of pride.

Tan Mo: "......"

He said that the reason why the family doesn't talk is to make himself more compelling, okay? How did it turn out that he was just preparing to talk nonsense and talk about calves?

Monks pull calves, can that be called pulling calves?

It's called playing a striker.

"Little Muyu, you haven't said how you did it?" The little county lord asked.

Tan Mo glanced at her, he didn't know if she was a bloodline, a spiritual root, or both.

"The time has not yet come. When the time comes, you can do it too. Tan Mo folded his hands and said.

He really wasn't perfunctory to the little county lord when he said this.

Bloodline talent, in addition to having the true eye that can distinguish between a human and a ghost, has different talents, and the supernatural power he has mastered is also different, such as Tan Mo is a royal object, and his senior brother Master Lotus's bloodline talent is ten times the combat power.

The spiritual root does not have supernatural powers, but the spiritual root has its own extraordinary uses, such as the more ordinary fire spiritual root, which can be cultivated to a certain extent, or maintain health, achieve longevity, or become a very lethal spiritual power flame.

Another example is the rare earth-wood spiritual root, this kind of spiritual root can dissolve the pain of cutting the knife and axe produced by the spiritual energy entering the body when cultivating, so people with earth-wood spiritual roots have extremely fast cultivation speed, which can be said to be ten times the cultivation speed of ordinary people.

Talent and true spiritual roots are passed down through bloodline.

The two are distinct, but they have the same goal.

The princess is so mysterious, and she is from a family in the spiritual world, and the little princess, as her daughter, has all the blood in her body, which must not be simple.

As soon as he heard Tan Mo's words, the little county lord suddenly had a tangled face, and then twisted his little eyebrows, looked at Tan Mo and said, "But I don't want to shave my head!" How ugly is a shaved head? ”

As she spoke, she also stretched out her hand and touched Tan Mo's bald head.

Then I patted it gently, as if I was listening to see if this melon was ripe.

Tan Mo: "......"

After thinking about it, he couldn't hold back, Tan Mo reached out and slapped off the thief's little hand that touched his head.

The little county lord looked at Tan Mo and couldn't help laughing.

Laughter is like a silver bell.

Very nice to hear.

Tan Mo ignored her.

The little county lord hugged him behind Tan Mo's back, lay on Tan Mo's back, and asked in his ear: "Little Muyu, are you angry?" ”

"The little monk didn't."

"Really."

"Monks don't fight ......" Tan Mo said subconsciously, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly shut up.

But the one lying on his back was almost laughing crazy at this moment.

"Hee-hee, little wooden fish, I call you little wooden fish, and you call me something else."

Tan Mo glanced at her, "What are you calling?" ”

"What is like a wooden fish, an elegant, classical and easy-to-learn instrument?" The little county lord asked.

Tan Mo thought for a while and said, "Bell." ”

"Really?"

"Really, really."

"Then you call me to listen?"

"Bells?"

"No, let me call you that, you call me." The little county lord shook his head.

"Little bells?"

"Uh-huh." The little lord's head was like a rattle.

At this time, a maid came over and said, "County Lord, the lady said that dinner is going to be eaten, let the county lord go and bathe." ”

"What's for dinner?" The little lord asked the maid.

"Niangniang ordered, it's all your favorite food, the county lord, there are sweet and sour fish, and sour plum soup with ice."

"Goodbye to the little wooden fish."

"The county lord takes his leave." When the little county lord followed the maid away, Tan Mo also got up and went back to the room, went to get a little hot water by himself, mixed it with cold water, wiped it with a towel, and took a bath.

He is not a small county lord, he has a special bathing place, and there are subordinates to serve.

Soon after washing, a maid brought a steamed bun and an egg, which was Tan Mo's dinner today.

"Thank you, donor." Tan Mo clasped his hands together and thanked him earnestly.

"Little master doesn't have to be polite, this is what slaves and maids should do."