The group returned to the camp exhausted, after nightfall.

Fortunately, Hao Haisheng had already arranged manpower to answer the mountain.

Aunt Li also warmed up the meal at the same time and beckoned everyone to eat.

During the meal, there was a little black fat man surnamed Guo, who told the villagers about the rabbit spirit he encountered during the day. This person's face seems to be generous, but his eloquence is good, his mouth is like a river, he talks endlessly, he is depressed, he paints his voice and color, and he adds oil and vinegar just right...... This is like this, this is like this, and I only heard that those who were not there at that time were also immersed in it. The facial expressions of the crowd were sometimes stunned, sometimes high. When I heard the end, when I learned that Mo Wen had beaten the rabbit spirit to the point of holding his head and running away, they all applauded his wise martial arts!

Even those "fossil-level" old guys gave Mo Wen a thumbs up and praised: "Little brother is really a good method!"

Mo Wen touched his head, his face was unnatural and he smiled naturally, during this time, although he had heard a lot of good words, he couldn't help it, but he used it again.

No, in the afternoon, I couldn't withstand Zhao Xiaowu's sycophancy and hard grinding in the reeds, and I performed a good show of Duan Feijian sweeping the reeds for everyone on the spot!

If it weren't for this, this team would not have been able to complete the harvesting task in half a day.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaowu threw down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand again, and approached, and the dead face had to be waited for by him rubbing his shoulders and back, and said: "Master, when will we start to officially teach the arts?"

Mo Wen coughed dryly, he had talked with him about the long and arduous road of cultivation in the afternoon, and he originally wanted him to dispel the idea of apprenticeship, but he didn't think that this kid was a tendon, and his expression was extremely firm: I am not afraid of hardship, but I am afraid that the master will not lead him into the door!

It's all said and done, how else can you persuade it?

Mo Wen hadn't figured out how to deal with him yet, so he said perfunctorily: "Everything must start from a solid foundation, if you really want to learn, you must start refining your body from now on, so that your body can reach an extraordinary level of strength...... Now that you are rebuilding your village, you can pick some of the heaviest and most tiring tasks and work them every day to strengthen your training...... Does this make ?"

When Zhao Xiaowu heard this, he nodded again and again: "Make, make, of course!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words came out, there was an immediate commotion, and a number of young and strong guys were forced out of the crowd, and they all looked forward to it: "We are not afraid of hardship, we also have to learn! Master, please accept us!"

Saying that, he also came to join the team of "massage technicians", grabbed whatever part he wanted, and competed to show Mo Wen the kneading technique.

is so cheap, how can Zhao Xiaowuyi be monopolized?

Even if you can't become an immortal, if you train your body to be strong, you will attract the love of a village girl, right?

This time, Mo Wen was stumped.

If you can't stand this formation, you want to hide.

He can't wait to smack himself in the mouth!

It's too loose and cheap, and I'm now a half-water, what kind of master is it!

Thanks to him, his brain turned quickly, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Okay, good! Learn everything, learn everything! Everyone calm down first, and listen to me——"

The commotion immediately stopped, and they all looked at him.

"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I naturally can't favor one over the other. If you want to strengthen your body together, you can go to Zhao Xiaowu to sign up for a while. In this way, we can establish a 'militia group' in the village, and in the future, we should also take it as our responsibility to protect the safety of the whole village." As for me, I will first assume the position of teaching art to this militia group, and all the members will not have to call me 'master' in the future, but I can be called a coach!"

"Coach?" everyone was obviously unfamiliar with this new term, and after looking at each other, they thought, don't worry about it for now, as long as you can learn the ability and become strong, you can do anything!

"Okay! We'll all listen...... Coach's!"

Squatting on the side, the old man Sun, who was picking his teeth with a grass core, raised his head when he heard the words, looked at Mo Wen crookedly, his expression was a little complicated, and he said in a strange way: "Coach of the militia group? This kid is full of strange ideas!"

Hao Haisheng, who was beside him, not only disagreed, but praised it: "In this way, they will have to grab the heavy work on the construction site from tomorrow! Hehe, our construction period will inevitably be shortened for some time." In addition, with the 'militia group', the village's own armed forces, it can indeed solve the problems of the village's security in the future. Brother Mo's hand not only solves the danger of being apprenticed by the group, but also lays the above two foreshadowings, which can be described as subtle and clever!"

His great-grandfather Hao Laosi also stroked his beard when he heard the words, and echoed: "It seems that the old man really didn't look away! This kid has a future!" and then slapped Old Man Sun in vain, and said angrily: "In the future, you are not allowed to slander my family at will!"

Old man Sun listened to the two grandparents singing and harmonizing, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

Although Hao Laosi had asked him in private before, he also knew that they wanted to match Mo Wen and Sang Ye's intentions, but this is still a matter of eight words, when will he become a virtuous member of your family?

He pursed his lips, but finally did not say anything more.

At this time, mulberry leaves, surrounded by a group of children, were weaving garlands with the bellflowers they had picked.

Under her skillful hands, several garlands were made in a short time.

"Doudou, Doudou......" She called a three-year-old pink boy, put a small garland on his head, handed him a large one, pointed to Mo Wen in the crowd, and whispered: "Go quickly, put it on that big brother too." ”

The child was very obedient, fart-staggering, shaking his open crotch pants and going straight to the past. The flexible drill slipped through the cracks, put his hands behind his back, and held his little brain high, and appeared in front of Mo Wen.

"Brother...... Hug ......" This milky voice can definitely kill all love.

Mo Wen felt that this little baby was really cute, and couldn't help it, so he bent down and hugged him.

Suddenly, a wreath fell on his head.

In the distance, laughter sounded like silver bells.

The people around me are also laughing.

Mo Wen was embarrassed at first, and then felt a burst of warmth welling up in his heart.

The moonlight sprinkled on the bellflower above his head, filled with everyone's sincere gratitude for him......

The master once said that the original intention of cultivation is to be strong for oneself.

However, what is the ultimate goal after becoming strong?

Is it just to be strong and strong, and thus enter this endless cycle?

Obviously, this is a lack of value and meaning.

It is true that this ultimate goal is still far away from him at this time, but the short-term happiness and satisfaction at the moment have faintly touched him and made him feel something. At this moment, his world seemed to change from narrow to wide, from narrow to narrow......

The bright moon is missing, but it does not hinder its light.

Jiaojie looked at the person in front of him, and threw her slender figure to his side.

Mo Wen looked at the back of the mulberry leaf, as if he could also feel that she was smiling.

He didn't know what she had to say when she called him.

Because she never spoke.

Before she could speak, he silently followed.

In fact, even if you don't speak, it's good to just keep this distance and walk slowly.

From the foot of the mountain, it winds halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a boulder, half suspended in the air.

Mo Wen remembered that he had stood there, with a bird's-eye view of the village at night, and had seen her figure crouching among the ruins.

At this moment, she stood where he had stood, turned back, and motioned for him to come closer.

He walked over to her side-by-side position.

It is the first time in my impression that the two have been alone in such a close proximity.

He looked sideways at her.

Her gaze fell on the village at the foot of the mountain, again.

"I didn't expect the village to be rebuilt in such a short period of time. Her mood was obviously relaxed.

Mo Wen has always felt that her voice is as melodious as a nightingale.

"yes...... During this time, everyone worked hard. He said.

"Thanks to your help!" she looked at him, her clear eyes quenched by the moonlight, radiating a sparkling sheen. This made his heart move, and he looked away in a little panic.

This guy has always boasted of being thick-skinned, but he can be shy.

This made her look look at her with a hint of a smile.

"Actually, I didn't help much......

"Now, there are some things that you still want to keep hidden?" she said suddenly, deliberately cold-faced, and her tone seemed to be displeased.

Faced with this sudden questioning, Mo Wen looked a little flustered, and secretly wondered: "Could it be that she has discovered my secret?"

Therefore, people can't have bad intentions. When people just asked, he thought of the worst in his own heart.

The most unfortunate thing for him is that because of his breakthrough, he inadvertently destroyed this village.

For this secret, he thought that one day he would have to confess to them in person, but now, it seems that he has not fully prepared himself.

"I don't understand, what do you mean...... What is it?" his voice was rather unnatural, and his old face was slightly red.

This expression made her "pounce" and hide her face and smile. She said in her heart: "This person has obviously done good things, but he seems to have done bad things, and in the face of my 'questioning', he refuses to admit it, and he is still embarrassed." ”

"Have you heard that a few days ago, there was always a lot of treated wood and stone on the mountain for some reason?" she said, gauging his reaction with her eyes.

At this time, Mo asked, and his heart was relieved: "So she meant this! It almost scared me to death!"

He immediately collected his mood, changed his expression to a casual expression, and said, "I have heard of it." ”

"Do you know who did it?"

"This ...... I don't know, Brother Hao didn't say it, is it a god who is obviously spiritual?" he said deliberately.

"You believe it?"

"I don't believe it or don't believe it, I just haven't studied it deeply. ”

But I didn't believe it. ”

Thinking of the implication of her initial question, hearing her say this at this time would not surprise Mo Wen at all. She must have seen or guessed something, he thought.

Anyway, this is not a bad thing, and I really can't rely on it, so admit it.

Thinking like this, he has enough calmness and calmness.

Of course, for now, I still have to pretend to be confused and ask, "Why?" As soon as the words fell, I suddenly felt that the gaze on my face became a little hot.

I only heard her smile and said, "Because, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

"Oh?" Mo asked, coughing dryly, "Really...... What did you see?"

"I saw that during that time, there was always a person who went up the mountain after everyone was asleep, and sneaked back to the camp before dawn......" She didn't say it directly, and deliberately said with a mysterious face.

Under the moonlight, Mo Wen was face to face with her, but instead of looking into her eyes, he lifted his gaze up slightly, and her black and long eyelashes were like spirituality, which were carved into his delicate and soft heart.

"Oh...... Is it ......" His mind was no longer on the content of the conversation.

"Why don't you ask, do I see the man's appearance clearly?" she thought he was running out of words, and saw that "victory" was in sight, and she was a little proud.

Or maybe that person thinks it's okay to do these things, and there's no big deal about it, so he doesn't want to be widely known? When he said this, it could be regarded as an admission in disguise.

Hearing this, she seemed to fall into a short period of contemplation, then nodded again, and said sincerely: "Originally, I also thought about it this way, so I didn't ask that person for verification. But now it seems that the man has done more and more for us, and we owe more and more kindness to him. If I continue to pretend to be silent, I am afraid that my heart will be even more uneasy and sorry! So at this moment, I want to say to that man, I sincerely thank him for all he has done for our village, and I will remember his kindness in this life, and I will definitely think of repaying it!"

She said it really, and her eyes were already moist.

Under the moon in front of this mountain, such as Sijiaren.

Pear blossoms bring rain, I see pity.

But don't ask in my heart at this time, in addition to being ashamed, I am still ashamed!

"If that person does these things, he is not frank and selfless, but has a heart......" He gritted his teeth, and finally said ruthlessly: "What if you have the heart to make up for it?"

"Make up for what?" she stared at him puzzled.

"Make up for it...... Make up for what you owe to the village......"

After all, this is still vague! Ren Bingxue is as smart as a mulberry leaf, and he has been thinking hard for a long time in his mind and has not been able to understand it.

"When he said debt, did he mean the kindness of Uncle Sun and Wang Yidao to save him before? Even so, it was only a favor owed to a few people, but now what he repaid is a favor to the whole village!"

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but be grateful.

Seeing her like this, Mo Wen knew that she must be wrong.

This girl is kind-hearted! She wants to think about the good side of everything, but she doesn't know the many sides of human nature and the darkness of the human heart.

That's it!

Once this is over, I will leave as soon as possible.

From now on, there may not be a day to meet again.

Then let's leave a good thought for each other!

For the next three days, the villagers were busy laying roofs and installing doors and windows.

After that, it's time for some finishing touches.

These jobs, don't ask yourself, you know you can't help much.

During this period, he spent some time formally forming the "People's League".

It is said to be a "militia group", but in fact it is also an establishment of a "security team", with only 20 people.

This village is already sparsely populated, and there are even fewer young men of appropriate age.

Five of them seem to have passed their prime.

At this age, there is basically no plasticity. Speaking of cultivation slowly, even ordinary martial arts practice is also very late.

Fortunately, the original intention of forming this "militia group" was to strengthen their bodies and enhance their ability to protect themselves.

As long as they have the determination and perseverance, of course Mo Wen will not turn them away.

In the order of joining, Mo Wen appointed Zhao Xiaowu as the head of the "militia group".

This kid is young and strong, with a flexible brain and a sweet mouth, and he is indeed the best candidate for this position.

On the same day, Mo Wen passed on a set of luck and mental methods, as well as a set of boxing, knife, sword and stick techniques.

These worldly martial arts are all passed down from his master, and he let him study them when he urinates, and he has already been rotten in his heart, so he is familiar with teaching them.

It's just that those villagers, their respective comprehensions, are very different.

If you have a high level of understanding, you can get through the door and play it after a few demonstrations and drills.

And those with low understanding can be difficult to do. Often a move has to be demonstrated and corrected dozens of times, but it still can't be done, and the straight people hate to take the stick to smoke!

Even if Mo Wen didn't look away, Zhao Xiaowu does have some talent in this regard. Its comprehension, memory, reaction, strength, and all aspects of the conditions are good. After half a day, it belonged to him, and he learned five, five, six, six.

So Mo asked, and opened a small stove for him alone for two days. After making sure that he had fulfilled the essentials, he passed on all the secret books that recorded these tricks and mental methods to him.

Doing so means that the burden of teaching and mentoring other personnel in the future will all fall on his shoulders.

Originally, how can there be a kind of kung fu in the world that can be done quickly?

It is impossible to achieve success without years of diligent study.

Mo Wen naturally does not have the energy and time to accompany them to grow up.

All he could do at the moment was to get them started.

Practice, you still have to rely on yourself!