After a short rest, Mo came back to his senses. By this time it was nearly dusk. The dark red sky made his already depressed mood even heavier.

He got up neatly, and instead of looking at the sinkhole dozens of meters wide, he quickly jumped onto an ancient tree and looked into the distance, and found that this was already the boundary of Seris. A dozen miles beyond this woods is Freya's jurisdiction. It was a new city, less than a hundred years old. The inhabitants there are mostly descendants of Norse immigrants during the war. Freya is the wife of the main god Odin in Norse mythology. Her name also represents Friday of the week (Friday comes from the etymological Freya). Since the foundation stone of the city was laid on a Friday, the inhabitants of the city called it Freya.

Freya is also known as the cradle of architectural engineers. Many of the designers in the republic's projects came from this city. In recent years, the government has launched a large number of new projects, and many young people in the city have been recruited to participate in the construction of these new projects because of their talents, so there are now very few actual residents in Freya. Not only that, but it also retains the tradition of the Nordic people for more than a century, which is to rest at sunrise and sunset. When the sun goes down, the whole city falls asleep. At night, there was absolutely no movement in the streets, and everyone followed the old custom of going to bed early. Mo felt that at this time, he had to find a safe place for the time being, at least at night. In any case, the capital must not stay, and it will be troublesome if there is another porter.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhitian jumped off the tree and said to Nazar, who had been waiting under the tree: "This place is not suitable for a long time, I have already seen it, and it is a good place to go more than ten miles further." It should be safer for us to rest there at night. ”

Nazar naturally listened to Mo Zhitian's words, and the two of them went around the sinkhole and continued to walk. After walking for more than two hours, they came to Freya's jurisdiction. By this time, the moon had already climbed up the clouds, revealing a silver white. The moonlight hit the ground and stained the low trees around it, making it seem much cleaner at once. The strife and the slaughter of the day are now in vain.

Mo Yitian likes this kind of night, so his mind is a lot clearer. He and Nazar did not dare to go on the main road, so they kept walking the path, and when they could vaguely see the outline of the city, Mo Beitian stopped and sat down in a relatively clean place. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that his mind was clear. What to do next after leaving Seris is something he has to decide at the moment. Wanted criminals are no joke, and now every part of the country is looking for themselves. This shijie seems to have no place for himself. If you think about the place you can go, there is only one left-Yuanren Village! But how do you get back? His current identity can't use any means of transportation in the Republic, and he can't appear on the streets of any city, so it seems that it is more difficult to return to the original village than to ascend to the sky. Are you really desperate? Mo Zhizhi shook his head vigorously, hoping to come up with some useful solutions, but his own intelligence was limited, and there was no good way to do it under such conditions.

Nazar knew that he was very upset when he saw that Mo was in a daze, sometimes sighing, and sometimes shaking his head. The reason for this upset was that the little boy himself could guess seven, seven, eight, eight. They were temporarily safe while they were in Freya. When the morning dawns, it is estimated that things will not be easy to handle again. Nazar couldn't think of a good way to deal with such a headache. The two of them sat facing each other, thinking about something they couldn't solve on their own.

Just as they were at a stalemate, a voice suddenly came from behind them: "Boy, I'm so disappointed." Looks like what I gave you didn't do anything! ”

This sound really scared Mo Beitian, and he immediately jumped up and clenched his hands into fists to prepare for battle. But when he saw what was going on, he lowered his raised fist again.

Standing in front of him at this time was the Golden Mask that taught him martial arts. I saw that he was still dressed in a black robe and had no wind and was automatic, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

Mo was not polite, and Zhengse said: "Senior, thank you for saving me again!" Thank you for your kindness, I haven't forgotten what you told me, I"

Mo was about to continue, but he saw the golden mask waving his hand lightly at him and said, "Boy, don't talk nonsense." I help you naturally have my purpose, you know that. Originally, I didn't want to show up again, but you kid was too stupid, and what he taught you didn't make sense at all. I can't help it, I can't watch you being killed by the people of the Republic, so I have to strike again. But I got some benefit from saving you, at least you helped me test that newly developed booster. What do you think? Isn't that something amazing? ”

Mo Beitian was not surprised to hear this, he probably guessed in his heart that the bottle of medicine was the work of this mysterious man, so he just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that Mo was not surprised, the golden mask continued: "It seems that you knew that the medicine was mine in advance? Did the imp tell you? ”

As soon as the golden mask said that, Mo Yantian glanced back at Nazar, and when he saw the embarrassment on the little boy's face, he knew it in his heart.

He turned back to the golden mask and said, "Senior, the medicine you gave me is really powerful, and I guessed that you gave it to me and had nothing to do with the little brother next to me." ”

Golden Mask was happy when he heard what he said: "Your kid's ability to analyze and associate things is really good. It's not in vain that I've entrusted you with such an important task. But you don't have to protect that little ghost, I followed all the way, I basically know about your situation during this time, and I don't mean to blame this little ghost, and this is not the purpose of my appearance here. I appeared here to ask you something, did the old ghost of the third uncle tell you the secret before he died? ”

Mo Beitian's face immediately changed when he heard this: "What? Do you know him? ”

Golden Mask sighed: "Well, yes, I do, but that was a long time ago. Now I don't want to explain anything more about it. All I can tell you is that I have a great friendship with him, and what he has determines the safety of you, me, this little devil next to you, and everyone in the whole country. Without further ado, tell me where the old ghost told you, and I'll take you to that place now!" ”

Mo Yitian shook his head helplessly when he heard the golden mask say this: "Senior, I don't know what and where. When the third uncle was dying, he only gave me this note, and I didn't understand what was written on it at all. ”

He said as he handed the note to the Golden Mask.