Brother Jiu was drunk, and he returned to his previous bad habit - it didn't look like he was born when he played Chengmo, he looked around and was looking for tools to beat Chengmo.

He saw the bamboo in the yard, and he shook it and wanted to pull it out, but he didn't pull it up for a long time.

Wangcai was so frightened that he hid back in the kennel, and Uncle Ah Gang was busy persuading Brother Jiu, "Brother Jiu, Cheng Mo is still just a child, and you don't want to think about my strong son, I don't know where to go now." ”

Uncle Ah Gang cried heartbreakingly as he spoke, Cheng Mo looked at this big man crying so sadly, which reminded him of his good brother Qiangzi, and he thought that he had braided his hair many times and cried like this.

Cheng Mo's eyes flashed with tears, "Uncle Agang, don't worry, even if I risk my life, I will get the strong son back." ”

Brother Jiu drank too much, pulled out the bamboo for a long time, and didn't seem to hear what Ah Gang was saying.

The bamboo was not pulled up, he looked around the yard for tools again, picked up a broom in the corner and walked towards Cheng Mo angrily.

Zhao Xin'er was frightened, "How can there be such an arrogant and unreasonable father, don't be afraid, Cheng Mo, if he dares to beat you, I will whip him." ”

Cheng Mo handed the driver to Zhao Xin'er to support, "Thank you, Xin'er, let's solve the matter of our father and son ourselves." ”

Brother Jiu walked in front of Cheng Mo viciously, raised the broom and was about to lay it down, Cheng Mo quickly pasted a talisman on Brother Jiu's chest.

Then he said to Ah Gang: "Uncle Ah Gang, it's too late, let's stay at my house."

Ah Gang rubbed his eyes and looked at what was happening in front of him in disbelief.

"Chengmo, no need, just a few steps away, your aunt is still waiting for me at home, and the ninth brother will be handed over to you."

Ah Gang turned around and left, looking back at Brother Jiu from time to time.

Cheng Mo took off the broom in Brother Jiu's hand, replaced him with an open umbrella, let his eyes roll around, ignored him, and helped the driver into the house.

Early the next morning, Brother Jiu was still in the courtyard, and Cheng Mo walked over, "Did you wake up with the wine, then sober up if you don't wake up, and go back to the house to rest when you wake up, I asked your Boss Huang for leave." ”

The paper talisman that Cheng Mo gave him, even his mouth would be sealed, and Brother Jiu blinked his eyes hard, indicating that he had admitted defeat.

Cheng Mo saw that he was awake, tore up the paper talisman, and walked straight out of the courtyard.

Brother Jiu stood for most of the night, he had already had back pain and leg cramps, and when he fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and scolded: "You little rabbit cub, in the end are you Lao Tzu, or am I Lao Tzu."

Brother Jiu drank too much last night, felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and threw up.

After vomiting, looking at the direction Cheng Mo left, he remembered some intermittent things yesterday, and his eyes were full of shame.

Cheng Mo came to the dumb mother-in-law's hut, and there was no one in the hut.

Cheng Mo ran out of the house and shouted a few times, all of which, just as Miss Rose had bewitched him, made him suddenly unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

"Could it be, could it be that the dumb mother-in-law was really eliminated by us."

Cheng Mo's eyes were full of confusion, "How is this possible, if the dumb mother-in-law is a fox demon, how could she help me open up the Daomeng, and let me go away from the cultivation of the first grade of the layman, what is all this for." ”

The more Cheng Mo thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and shouted a few times "dumb mother-in-law", but still no one answered.

He searched some distance along the river, found nothing, and went home disappointed.

Zhao Xin'er saw his lost appearance and asked with concern, "Cheng Mo, what happened?"

Cheng Mo whispered, "Dumb mother-in-law, are you a fox demon?"

Zhao Xin'er looked at Cheng Mo with wide eyes, and she didn't know what he was talking about for a long time.

"What a dumb mother-in-law, a fox demon, I don't understand Cheng Mo all of a sudden."

Cheng Mo was still immersed in his own world, and he didn't explain what happened to Zhao Xin'er, and his mouth chattered.

"No, the dumb mother-in-law won't be on the opposite side of us, I have to figure out the whole thing."

After Cheng Mo finished speaking, he ran to his room.

Zhao Xin'er followed to the door of Cheng Mo's room, saw Cheng Mo preparing paper talismans, put all this away, walked to the room, picked up a shovel and went out.

Zhao Xin'er didn't interrupt him, followed him closely, and saw what he was going to do.

When Cheng Mo arrived at the courtyard, he threw it in the courtyard with a shovel, and the sun was already setting in the west, and Cheng Mo dug a pit half a man high.

"Finally dug up," Cheng Mo happily held up an object.

Zhao Xin'er couldn't see what it was, but could only see that he was wrapped in a piece of coarse linen black cloth, which was long.

"Could it be ......" Zhao Xin'er looked at Cheng Mo in surprise and held something.

"Cheng Mo, what kind of treasure is that," Zhao Xin'er guessed for a long time, and didn't think of anything suitable.

Cheng Mo happily ripped off the burlap black cloth, "Old man, it's time for you to appear." ”

The setting sun shone on the sword of the heart, refracting a dazzling light.

Cheng Mo climbed out of the hole and gently blew away the dust that fell on the Zhuxin Sword, "This is the treasure left to me by my ancestors, the Zhuxin Sword." ”

Zhao Xin'er admired the sword, but when she heard Cheng Mo say that its name was "Zhuxin Sword", she laughed sneeringly.

"Cheng Mo, why is the name of this sword so strange, it sounds like a 'pig's heart sword'."

Cheng Mo was still proudly showing his sword, and now when he heard it, he really felt that the name of this sword was a bit rustic, "I don't know, the name that the ancestor left it was called 'Zhuxin Sword', maybe he has other good names." ”

"Cheng Mo, you just take him to deal with those evil spirits, taxi drivers will be scared stupid by you, or my weapon is more practical," Zhao Xin'er said, patting her leather whip.

Cheng Mo looked at the leather whip on Chao Xin'er's waist, which is easy to carry and will not attract too many people's attention, it is indeed "a must-have for home travel and self-defense".

Look at your own heart sword, carrying such a big sword to do things, it's really a bit too ostentatious.

Cheng Mo's mind turned, and he ran towards the inside of the house, and it didn't take long for him to carry out a guitar case.

The sword had been placed in the guitar case, which made it look much more low-key.

Zhao Xin'er circled around Cheng Mo, "It's quite literary, Cheng Mo, you are so smart, put the sword in the guitar case, and people won't be able to see it." ”

"This guitar case was borrowed from Huang Doudou, I hope it won't be broken," Cheng Mo gently stroked the case.

It was completely dark, and Cheng Mo and Zhao Xin'er took another taxi from the Mu family's car dealership.

The taxi stopped, and when he saw that it was yesterday's driver again, Cheng Mo smiled, "Master driver, what a coincidence." ”

"Yes, what a coincidence, I met you two again," said the driver.