Chapter 89: Uncle Don't Be a Demon

The map in Mo Yu's mind originally only showed a small area around Shuiyun City, all within the jurisdiction of Shuiyun County.

As Fan Li and Bai Dan planned the route, the map also showed the corresponding countries, cities and terrain.

There is a feeling that as the plot unfolds, the map expands.

Since the purpose of this trip is related to the mission, there is also a downward green arrow suspended above the "Six Cities" on the map, which serves as a reminder.

With a stick of incense, the route of travel is agreed.

As for the size of the team going to Chu this time, Mo Yu and Fan Bai briefly discussed, and then circled Red Sleeves, Xiahoudun, Da Qiao, and fourteen domestic servants, who were divided into two carriages and three donkey carts.

This time I had to bring back a lot of grain, and the donkey, who was not good-looking but good at carrying heavy loads, came in handy.

The route was agreed, and Mo Yu asked them to go back and prepare.

The departure time is set after lunch.

Mo Yu didn't have anything to clean up, just let Red Sleeves tidy up some clothes and clothes.

After thinking about it, she asked Red Sleeves to bring a few sets of standard clothes, and gave them to Xiahoudun and Da Qiao respectively to change into.

After all, when you are traveling, it is better to keep a low profile and not wear fancy clothes.

Afterwards, Mo Yu went to the training ground to inspect Wei Teng and Wei Yao's training of domestic servants.

Yaoyao saw the two of them standing in the middle of the square, naked, sweating like rain

Mo Yu used the Lower True Eye Technique.

Immediately in the ranks, I saw Jiang Xu's figure.

Since he had only been training for two days, there was no obvious change in his appearance, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

And beside him, under the leadership of Wei Teng and Wei Yao, all the servants were shouting neat slogans, punching and kicking, and their movements were neat and powerful.

Mo Yu couldn't help but nod secretly.

In order to train a qualified killer, basic skills are indispensable.

When I returned to my room, I finished lunch and was about to take a nap in bed, when there was a lot of noise in the courtyard outside the door.

"Where is Auntie?!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Mo Yu raised his eyebrows.

The one who made a noise in the courtyard was Mo Yun, the second housekeeper who had been scolded by her before.

As the saying goes, if you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house and uncover the tiles.

Why did it start to make a fuss before the day came?

Mo Yu's face turned cold, pushed the door open, and walked out.

I saw Mo Yun holding his head high, his toes high, and he was spitting and shouting at the red sleeves.

Beside him, next to him, stood a round and beautiful old man.

Mo Feng is another one who eats and drinks at Shui Yunmo's house.

and Mo Yun belong to the same side line of the Shuiyun Mo family, Mo Yun's eldest brother.

Mo Yu stepped forward, pulled the red sleeves apart, and glanced at Mo Yun.

"Yelling what?"

Mo Yun, who was still showing off his might for a second, immediately closed his mouth like a radio that pressed the pause button.

After being stunned for a while, he hesitated and said, "Sister...... I heard you're going to go far away? ”

"Yes! What's wrong? Mo Yu said lightly.

Mo Yun's brows suddenly wrinkled into the word "Chuan", and he persuaded softly: "Ji Niang, this can't be done." How can there be a reason for a woman to travel far away? Your father and brother are gone, in case there are three longs and two shorts when you go out, how can we explain to their spirits in the sky who teach us to be elders! ”

Tears fell, and his tone was earnest, if Mo Yu hadn't known his virtues, he would have believed it.

Mo Yu thought about it, decided to tease him, and started his exaggerated acting skills like a stage play, and sighed: "Alas! Uncle Yun, in fact, I don't want to go either! But the fort is running out of food, so you can't go if you don't go! ”

After a pause, he looked at Mo Yun: "Why don't you ...... Uncle Yun, are you going to solve the food problem? “”

"This ......" Mo Yun was generalized, and he was suddenly speechless.

Seeing this, Mo Yu's face was slightly gloomy, and his tone turned cold: "Why don't you squeak?" After all, the lack of food in the fort was caused by your dereliction of duty, and now I bother to think of ways to help you solve it, even if you are not grateful, but obstruct it in every possible way, what is the intention? Do you have to be satisfied that the whole castle can't eat? ”

Mo Yun was speechless when he was criticized,

Mo Yu said a word, and his head was lowered by one point.

By the end of the day, my chin was almost buried in my chest.

Seeing this, Mo Feng on the side hurriedly opened his mouth to play a round.

"Ji Niang, in fact, Brother Yun is also well-intentioned, after all, in troubled times, it is too dangerous outside."

Mo Yu didn't bother to argue, with a smile on his face, just looking at Mo Feng, waiting to see what he had to say.

Sure enough, Mo Feng paused and continued: "Ji Niang's intentions are commendable, but her approach is inappropriate. In fact, Young Master Lu still has a deep affection for his mother, as long as he goes, Young Master Lu is kind-hearted and will definitely be willing to help. ”

Mo Yu said "hehe" in his heart: "It's only been a few days, and I forgot that Lu Qian instigated Wu Ye to send someone to impersonate me?" Is this brain a goldfish, only 7 seconds of memory. ”

Mo Feng originally wanted to say "This must be a misunderstanding" or something, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face immediately couldn't hold back, his eyebrows were raised, and he glared at her fiercely: "You, Auntie...... Who taught you to speak to your elders like that? I don't know any etiquette! ”

Those who respect others will always respect them. Someone like you who doesn't respect others still expects to be respected by others?

Mo Yu popped up this sentence in his head, but it was too wasteful of saliva, and he waved his hand to signal: "It's noisy, get out!" ”