Mo Chen said this, and looked directly at the boy with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

It is not difficult to see that Mo Chen is a little angry, and the window paper that has been torn apart, the boy still insists on this, insisting on refusing to confess completely, not only wasting each other's time, but also wearing down Mo Chen's patience.

The boy's shoulders drooped weakly, and it could be seen that the boy's disguise was mature and sophisticated, and he was so vulnerable at this time.

The boy sighed and said, "Okay! I threw in the towel. ”

Then, the boy took out a bunch of keys from his arms, found one of them, and opened the cage where Mo Chen was imprisoned.

The boy walked up to Mo Chen and untied Mo Chen's anklet, Mo Chen showed a satisfied expression, and moved his muscles and bones comfortably.

Mo Chen regained his freedom and did not rush out of the cage, but picked up the iron chain that had trapped him for a long time in his hand.

The appearance of the iron chain is no different from the ordinary iron injection iron chain, and even its weight and color are not unusual.

Mo Chen praised, "The craftsman who built this iron chain is quite simple. ”

The boy didn't speak, his long eyelashes flashed, as if he was wondering what Mo Chen meant.

Mo Chen glanced at the boy and said, "This chain must have been forged by that goddess!" ”

The boy nodded, a little puzzled, and he asked Mo Chen, "How do you know?" ”

Mo Chen handed the chain back to the boy and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this chain should have been made by the goddess especially for that demon." And this iron chain, which completely imprisons the ability of the gods, will fall into your hands, and naturally the goddess handed it to Uncle Regis, right?! That's why it's in your hands now, and it's used to imprison me again. ”

The boy's gaze gradually changed to reverence, and he took the chain into his arms, and said, "You guessed right, this chain was indeed forged by the goddess, in order to hide the breath of the gods for the goddess."

Although the chain is rough and unsightly, the goddess is actually Uncle Regis's crazy daughter in disguise, so it is easier to change her stunning appearance. ”

Mo Chen nodded, slowly stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and said as he walked out of the cage, "Now, let's talk in a different place!"

It's weirdly cold here, besides, you've been tossing for a long time, you should let me breathe!

If I stay here any longer, I'll freeze to death. ”

The boy replied, "Oh, yes." ”

So, at Mo Chen's "strong request", the boy took him out of this prison cell, which was converted from a homestay.

Before leaving, the boy did not forget to extinguish the light in the brazier, locked the door again, and then led Mo Chen away with confidence.

In the middle of the night, the wind and snow finally weakened, and when he came outside, Mo Chen saw that the "prison cell" was not facing the street.

To be exact, it should be the backyard of a certain house, and in front of the cell, facing the main house in the courtyard.

There is some distance between the two, which makes the illusion of facing the street appear when looking up at the upper corner of the air window from below.

The boy walked to the front, led Mo Chen around to the front of the main house, and led him inside.

Before entering the door, Mo Chen deliberately glanced at the front of the main house, where there was a courtyard, but it was smaller than the backyard where Fang Cai's cell was located.

There are two stacks of weeds and dead branches in the front yard, and there is a shed in the corner of the yard.

The boy invited Mo Chen into the house, and when he saw Mo Chen looking at the yard, he said, "This yard used to be taken care of by Uncle Regis. The boy stopped suddenly, and when Mo Chen subconsciously heard the sound and looked at him, he saw that tears were already in his eyes.

"Let's go." Mo Chen whispered, and followed the boy into the house, and at the same time, in order to interrupt the boy and see the sadness of thinking about people.

Entering the main house, it was a little surprising to Mo Chen, this house obviously didn't look big from the outside, but it was very spacious inside.

Especially the pattern decoration, don't look at it as a small place in the countryside, and it is not a wealthy family, but the interior decoration is ingenious.

The main house is considered an open room, and there is no deliberate distinction between bedrooms, guest rooms, and kitchens.

However, in the interior, old wood is made of almost artwork, and the shape of the tree itself is used to separate the space.

In this room, all the furniture that ordinary people use, such as the tree as a bed, coffee tables, chairs, and so on, is replaced by shaved trees.

Over time, the trees have undergone oxidation and external friction, and have lost their new whiteness and turned yellow and brown oily.

In the middle of the room, at first glance, it was a place to receive guests, a solid wooden pier with several cups and a kettle on it.

On both sides of the solid wooden pier, there is a long wooden pole, which is horizontal on the ground.

Although the shapes are different, with the autumn wooden pier in the middle, it shows a different flavor.

Mo Chen was a little surprised, he roughly estimated the "furniture" he saw in front of him.

If it were to be changed to the outside, the world he originally lived in, and a casual piece of furniture would be expensive.

Thinking about what the boy said before, Uncle Regis's family conditions are poor, which really makes Mo Chen staggered.

It's really a different living environment, and their respective values are fundamentally different, and a family like St. Regis is actually poor.

When he entered the house, Mo Chen felt the hot air rushing in front of him, which was the fireplace by the wall, whirring towards the house, tirelessly heating.

At this time, the boy made a gesture of invitation to Mo Chen, and motioned for Mo Chen to sit on the "bench" next to the "coffee table".

When the two sat opposite each other, Mo Chen asked the strangeness in his heart, and he said, "I just heard you say that in a year, only one or two months belong to spring and summer.

Naturally, the crops of the field and the trees of the forest shall not grow completely.

Just now, I saw that in the yard, the firewood pile was so high, and the difference between the two was a bit big. ”

Hearing Mo Chen ask this, the boy was indeed surprised, he said, "Although it is only two months, there is still some time in this year."

Some grains with a short cycle can still bear less or less.

As for the pile of firewood, it has nothing to do with the two months' crops. ”

"Oh?" Mo Chen looked at the boy with interest.

The boy propped his hands on the side of the "coffee table", his upper body leaned towards Mo Chen, and said mysteriously, "This matter has to start with Banta." ”

The next thing the boy told Mo Chen was to supplement the half-cut conversation in the cage.

The goddess lost her daughter, the village chief committed suicide in shame, and then the village was cursed.

Just like Mo Chen was puzzled, the problem that the villagers faced at that time was not just a lack of food.

There is also the foundation of this daily life, the guy who does not burn the fire, the food cannot be cooked, and the water is not burned.

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