On this day, the wind and sun of Yin Si were so beautiful that not even a trace of clouds could be seen. Mo Xiaoyou raised his hand and made a posture of building a pergola, but he only saw the heads of people moving back and forth on Fengxun City-it seems that there are big families who want to give up porridge today.

They now live on the fifth floor of Windy Town, where there are rich and poor people; There are well-dressed ghosts, and there are beggars who are hungry and cold.

Compared with the prosperous and wealthy first-floor princes' mansions, this floor has the taste of fireworks in the world.

Mo Xiaoyou sat on the mulberry wood that he liked to stay in on weekdays, looking at the crowd looking orderly, but in fact, the strong and weak lines were clearly distinguished, and suddenly gave birth to a few sighs: This weak meat eats the strong, no matter where it is staged.

Even if he is as shrewd as Mo Xiaogongzi, he can't struggle with this road of the jungle now, and has to get involved in the wrestling between several palaces and the royal family.

There is always a little bit of attachment in people's hearts, either obsessed with eating and drinking, or obsessed with feelings, but what about themselves? What are you obsessed with? Personal? Strength? Overmatch?

For a while, sitting on a mulberry tree in Yin Si Feng Xun City, Mo Xiaoyou inexplicably fell into a state of thinking about demon life.

However, it was obvious that the Heavenly Dao couldn't see the seriousness of her sudden appearance, and before her thinking could come up with a result, she was already stillborn.

Why...... Naturally, it is the little ghost in the crowd who has a white face, walks and jumps like a ghost, and looks like a mother stone.

According to the memory, the ink demon knotted a ring with his hands, put it to his mouth, and blew a low-frequency sound wave in a fixed rhythm.

The little ghost in the crowd, who was still jumping freely, suddenly stopped, and then continued to follow the crowd as if nothing had happened, waiting for the big family's porridge.

Night fell, in the middle of the night, when even the ghost who played the watch had quietly fallen asleep, a wisp of white shadow like smoke and not fog quietly drifted into the side compartment where the ink demon lived, and when he saw the ink demon sitting in the quilt, he gradually conjured up the little ghost in the crowd during the day.

"I've seen the Lord."

The ethereal voice once again awakened the memory of the first time the ink demon woke up in the ghost world, she pursed her lips helplessly, and continued to utter a few low-frequency syllables in the way she remembered the words.

When the little imp heard this syllable, his body shook suddenly, and then he trembled and said:

"Lord, the ghost mother has awakened and is contacting the old ministry in the city. The rest of the lurking little masters have been on the return journey one after another, and the subordinates have come to ask the master about his next step. ”

When the little demon heard this, he let out a few low screams again. The white-faced and white-haired imp was full of excitement, and hurriedly confessed frequently, and then turned into white smoke and withdrew from the window.

It wasn't until he couldn't feel the gloomy aura anymore that Mo Xiaoyou unloaded the tiredness on his face, rubbed his eyebrows, and said in a tired voice in the direction where the fan was:

"Now that Childe has woken up, he must have something to say to Wenshi. When the stone is dressed neatly, he will come to serve. ”

"Jin Yu really didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would really be able to meet the little master of the ghost country."

Before Mo Xiaoyou lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Mo Jinyu's voice of not distinguishing emotions had already come from the other side of the fan.

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou sighed again in his heart, and this month's work seemed to have been done in vain...... Who can tell her why every time she feels that her relationship with Mo Xiaozu can be further developed, all kinds of adventures happen?!

"Childe, you don't have to be angry, Wen Shi actually doesn't know about it now."

Mo Xiaoyou quickly dressed up, walked out of the small room separated by the fan, and sure enough, he saw that Mo Xiaozu was already sitting at the table neatly dressed, and there was no emotion in a pair of fox eyes.

"Oh? Then you don't know about your appearance as a woman dressed as a man? ”