The poker-faced young man poured good tea for Boss Gao and Mo Xing, and stood aside.

Boss Gao smiled: "It's not a good product, but I heard that Mr. Mo has spent a lot of thought recently, so I have prepared some soothing tea soup for you." ”

"I'm tired."

Mo Xing promised in his mouth, but his eyes were always staring at the young man with a poker face.

Boss Gao looked at it and said, "Presumably Mr. Mo is here for him." ”

Mo Xing was silent for a while and nodded.

Mo Xing was born in the extreme south, in the mountains and forests on the border between countries.

There are mountains and endless forests. Even now, it is a territory that is difficult for mortals to set foot in.

Their race is naturally good at shuttling through dreams, and at a very young age, Mo Xing wanders in the dreams of other beast spirits.

Suddenly, one day, he stepped into a strange dream.

The creatures in the dream, he hadn't seen before. The scenery there is very different from the wilderness and forests.

It was a human dream.

The young Mo Xing felt strange and excited.

The things in the dream are strange, and they are very different from the landscape of the same color for thousands of miles in the mountains and forests.

Mo Xing lingered in that dream and did not want to come out, knowing that his mother had woken him up.

He excitedly told his mother what he had seen, describing this wonderful world in the language of beast spirits.

The more my mother listened, the more ugly her face became.

She scolded Mo Xing and never had delusions about that world.

The inhabitants of that world are an incomparably brutal animal.

For their own desires, they arbitrarily plundered the resources in the mountains and forests.

Slaughter animals and shoot birds. Harvesting elixirs and cutting down trees indiscriminately.

Mo Xing is like a child who hears a horror story, he is scared for many days and can't sleep well.

However, the yearning for the human world was also deeply rooted in Mo Xing's heart at that time.

The time in the mountains does not remember the year.

Mo Xing didn't know when his mother died.

I don't know how many times he has walked through this green mountain and green water.

After a night of thunderstorms, he was able to transform into a human form.

At first, he was terrified.

He didn't understand why he had become the kind of cruel animal in his mother's mouth.

The other goblins in the mountains have only heard of it but have never seen it.

For these youkai in the mountains, the rumors about humans are as mysterious and strange as their rumors are to humans.

Mo Xing wanted to go out of the mountain to see and see the world of human beings.

The beast spirits around them were gossiping and saying everything.

(Tianjin)