She hated him,

Hate him for deceiving her.

Hate him for failing her.

However, when Hui Jue found the two of them.

There is no battle in Huijue's imagination.

She forgave him.

It's easy to forgive.

She did hate him.

Hate someone's guts.

But the reason why she was possessed of him.

More indeed because of love for him.

She loved him.

Even if he died, he wanted to pester him.

is unwilling to let go, just like a puppy without dignity, even if it is kicked away, it is still stuck with a dead face.

Pathetic and pathetic.

......

The mountain road was winding, and on the path paved with fine gravel, the thin Mo Laoqi walked with a heavy bamboo basket on his back.

His body was dressed in old tattered clothes, and his immature, withered face was tinged with bitterness.

His two calloused hands clutched the rattan belt of the bamboo basket.

The heavy burden bent his loins.

The eldest child means the youngest child in the family.

When he was born, before he could name him, his father and mother died.

He was raised by his two older brothers.

Because the two elder brothers have always called him Lao Mi, so after a long time, his name has really become Mo Lao Mi.

Except for Mo Laoqi, all of them were people in tattered clothes and carrying heavy bamboo baskets on their backs, struggling to move forward.

As far as Mo Lao Qi knew, they were all hired to dig the mountain.

Reclamation of the sea.

This kind of thing, usually this kind of thing, is the responsibility of the government.

When construction starts, huge puppets are basically used.

Or all kinds of Taoist soldiers, as well as the masters of the Xuanmen to participate in the project.

There is no need for a folk husband at all.

Only in some remote rural villages.

When the people in the village build their own houses, dig drinking water rivers, or dig wells, they will be involved.

Those people, why did they hire ordinary people to dig mountains?

Mo Laoqi didn't know.

All he knows is that although life is harder, he is tired.

But if they work for a day, they can get a tael of silver!

That's not a small amount.

In the market of the county seat, you can buy a cow for twenty taels of silver.

In other words, they only have to work for ten days.

You can earn money for a cow.

Where to find such a good thing?!

"Boss, are you tired?"

Walking in front of Mo Laoqi, a thin man asked.

He is the second brother of Mo Laoqi.

Now the pillars of the house.

Three years ago, when the eldest brother borrowed Ding Ju's cattle to plough the land.

I don't know why, it's only half ploughed.

Suddenly, the cow frothed at the mouth and died.

There is no money in the family to pay for cattle.

The eldest brother had no choice but to work as a helper for Ding Ju's family.

As a result, I was too tired.

When the eldest brother came home one night, he collapsed at the door of the house and never got up again.

"Not tired!"

Wheezing, although his feet were already trembling, Mo Laoqi still gritted his teeth and said.

Of course he was tired.

But he couldn't stop.

He had to go.

He had to work.

"Work harder! This time, let's do more and earn him more! Go back and buy a cow of our own!"

"Then, I heard that the son of the Sun family has always wanted to sell the field on their ancestors, and we made money and bought it!"

"And his donkey!"

The second brother kept talking.

Listening to the words of the second brother, Mo Laoqi only felt that he didn't know where to come from, and the strength kept pouring out, filling his body.

In this way, step by step, he followed the second brother in front of him, listened to the words of the second brother, and kept moving forward.

On the gravel-paved path, poor people with bamboo baskets lined up in a long line.

They followed the path and slowly descended the mountain.

All the way down from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain, there are people there who collect these stones.

All they had to do was put the baskets down, and someone would take away all the stones in the baskets with treasures like cloth bags.

Looking at the cloth bags used by those people, Mo Laoqi couldn't help but think, since this cloth bag is so magical, why don't they just go to the mountain to install it?

I had to let them go into the mountains to mine and then carry them out.

Mo Laoqi's head couldn't figure it out.

But he didn't care.

Not only that, but he was a little lucky.

If this is not the case, where can they do such a job of one or two silver a day?

A tael of silver a day.

For Mo Laoqi, there is probably no more lucrative good thing in the world.

"Whew!"

Carrying the bamboo basket on his back, Mo Laoqi followed his second brother and finally walked down the mountain.

With the last of his strength, he carried the bamboo basket to the designated place.

But this time, the people in charge of loading the stones in the cloth bag hadn't done it yet, and suddenly, Mo Laoqi felt a strange feeling.

The ground under your feet is moving!

He had a vague feeling like that.

"Am I too tired?"

Mo Laoqi subconsciously thought.

But the next moment, he looked down at the ground, and the fine stones on the ground were trembling slightly.

Not only that, but those who were holding cloth bags, or standing at the foot of the mountain to supervise the work, all showed excited and ecstatic expressions!

"Dig it out!"

"I've dug up to the Autumn Water Palace!"

They shouted excitedly.

Autumn Water Palace?

That's what it is.

Mo Laoqi didn't understand.

He subconsciously followed these people's gaze towards the mountain.

At this moment, his eyes widened.

I saw the mountain, I don't know when, blooming bright and dazzling colorful brilliance.

The wisps of colorful light continued to rise to the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

The entire mountain is covered with a layer of colorful immortals.

The colorful light was shining in the sky, and when Mo Laoqi was staring at it with wide eyes, he also clearly recognized that the source of the fairy light seemed to be in the deep cave where they had carved the stone.

At this moment, the colorful light shone brightly, as if it was spewing out of the cave.

Looking at such a dreamy and mysterious scene, Mo Laoqi was stunned.

The second brother beside him was also stunned.

Not only them, but all the people around them were stunned.

Those who held the bag were equally stunned.

But in the next moment, the colorful brilliance that erupted from the mountain suddenly exploded.

Endless light lit up from the mountain, like a sun shining with colorful light on the mountain.

What followed was an indescribable aura of terror.

The light shines and spreads the earth.

Everywhere Guanghua went, the people standing on the ground all turned into ashes one by one.

A person in front of Mo Laoqi annihilated and dissipated, and he wanted to scream in horror, but he couldn't hear his own voice at all.

He looked at the figure of the second brother in front of him, he stretched out his hand and wanted to grab his second brother, but the figure of the second brother had broken and disappeared.

And beside him, those who were holding the Qiankun bag, they were also screaming, and they were all wiped out.