The old man's name is Mushu, and when he hears the old man's surname is Mu, Daomu inevitably misses his father and mother. Mu Shu seemed to know the past very well, patted Dao Mu on the shoulder, and said a few "festival mourning".

Dao Mu eyebrows are confused, the temperament of the herdsman is as bold as a herdsman, but the dress is as ornate as that of a herdsman, and his behavior is informal. Those ordinary eyes are as ordinary as other ordinary people. Because he couldn't see through the pastoral tree, Daomu was slightly uneasy.

The more amiable Mu Shu was, the more uncomfortable Dao Mu became, and he always felt that something was wrong, and he felt that it was taken for granted, "Mo No, what is the cause between me and this person?"

Along the way, the mountain is a jade mountain, the road is a spirit stone road, and the flowers and plants are a spirit grass fairy. The hall where it is now located is resplendent in gold, inlaid with gold and silver, and the pearl is used as a lamp, which is extremely luxurious.

"Dao Gongzi, please use tea. "A brilliant fairy, coming from the spiritual mist, came and put the hot teapot on the table next to Daomu.

Grunt......

The tea is still rolling, like a violent and fierce *** to break free from the damn cage. The lid of the pot was knocked up and down, and the body of the pot was slammed, crackling.

The tea gas is like a cloud steaming, the tea gas is strong, but the smell is faint and fragrant, and there are things flashing in the gas cloud, like bright stars.

Dao Mu sat up straight, not afraid of the heat, poured a cup of tea, and poured it into his mouth. The taste is like boiled water, after a few breaths, the mouth is extremely bitter, and the next moment, it is extremely sweet. The slightly restless heart shows obvious signs of calm, the mind is cool, and the heart is happy.

"This tea ......" Dao Mu poured himself another full cup, held it in the palm of his hand, and took a sip, "I'm afraid it's not, Muxing tea?"

"This is Muxian tea, the difference is one word, the difference is hundreds of millions of miles. The fairy covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm just afraid of the son, and I have deeply realized that the two are very different." "Like a cow drinking hot herding fairy tea, the whole world is alone.

"Dare to ask the name of the fairy?" Dao Mu took tea and sugar in his mouth, and felt that it was a fairy drink in the world, "Uncle Mushu has been gone for half an hour, can there be any movement?"

"The little girl Mu Qin tea, the Taoist son can call the little girl Qin tea. Mu Qincha came to the table and poured a full teacup for Dao Mu, "Childe is a little restless, I'm afraid that Uncle Shu is more anxious than you." "The sound is like a phoenix, like the summer wind, and the hearts of the people are hot.

"The tired tea fairy is serving here, and Dao Mu is really ashamed in his heart. "At this moment, the old god of Dao Mu is there, looking at Mu Qincha, pure appreciation. Fang took the liberty to look at the Qincha Fairy a few times, only to feel that he was facing a fairy sword gushing with thousands of swords. ”

Thanks to Li Wenshi, if Daomu is the first brother, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold it. Compared with Li Wenshi, Muqin tea has almost an indescribable charm. "Qincha Fairy, Fang Xun is only thirty, and he has reached the Heavenly Sword Realm. I'm afraid that Li Huiwen of the Yijian Gate doesn't have the posture of the Qincha Fairy. ”

"Dao Gongzi, hypocrisy. Mu Qincha's beautiful eyes rippled, and she was slightly shocked that Mu saw through the disguise on her body, "However, Qin Cha is very happy to listen to." Cover your mouth and smile, your eyes are like a tide.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon......" is secretly frightened in his heart, he does not enter the fairy road, and those who do not know are more than grass.

Dao Mu sipped tea and regarded the beauty, and did not hide his appreciation for Mu Qin tea, and always felt that where had he seen this outline, "This is true, from the heart of Dao Mu." "When you say something that doesn't match the truth, your face is still not flustered and your heart is not beating.

Sure enough, Muqin Tea smiled from the bottom of his heart, which was not the previous smile, it was comparable. Mom is right, women all over the world think the same. Who would have thought of a person with a perverse personality, a serious nonsense.

"Qincha heard about Dao Gongzi by chance, and slaughtered a villain in the prison dungeon, I don't know if it's true, can you tell Qincha?" Although the age difference between the two is nearly one round, Mu Qincha subconsciously regards the slightly immature Dao Mu as a little brother who has just entered the world.

"You may not believe it, but it has nothing to do with me, it's all the work of the Shadow Mouse. Dao Mu was modest, and his tone was light. is still the old god here, eating candy and drinking tea at the same time, and the fairy is waiting, so he is not happy.

Mu Qincha was surprised, but he couldn't see the flaws in Dao Mu's expression. What Dao Mu said did not seem to be false, so that Mu Qincha was suspicious of the information of the City Lord's Mansion.

Dao Mu saw that his own rumors were a good topic, so he used this as an extension, and the two chatted not so dry and tasteless.

The more they talked, the more speculative they became, and I don't know how long it took to drink a few cups of tea.

"The two of us chatted very happily, and I couldn't bear to disturb the old man. "The shepherd tree came, and the two of them didn't realize it.

The old city lord has no time to welcome guests, and things are left to the pastoral tree. Mushu brought good news to Dao Mu, the old city lord left a message that Mu Jian Mountain is not in the realm of Weaving Mansion, if Dao Mu is spiritual, he can use the sword to the door.

It's not in Weaving, it's not in Da Weaving, it's only Tianfu. The sword in the mouth of the old city lord must be the small wooden sword.

Dao Mu wanted to cry without tears, and he didn't know what to do for a while. Who would have thought that Mujian Mountain would fall in Tianfu, a disciple of Zhifu, the mountain gate is located in Tianfu, and it will make people laugh when they say it.

To believe, or not to believe?

Dao Mu finally chose to believe that there was at least a range, and there was no need to fly blindly without a trace like a headless fly, and do useless work.

"Dao Gongzi, why don't you go to Tianfu with Cha'er tomorrow?" Mu Shu said with a smile and raised his hand to signal Mu Qincha.

"Oh?" Dao Mu doubted, "Qincha fairy, Zhenzhi Heavenly Sword, I'm afraid that I have already become a teacher, and I don't live in my hometown?"

After Mu Qincha's explanation, she knew that she was obliged to teach new disciples for Tianfu for two years. On Qixi next year, Fang and Tong Boyu and others flew to Vega together. Dao Mu listened to her tone, realized that her words were true, and she was full of yearning for Vega.

"yes...... After all, Vega is a fairy star, Altair is a mortal star, and the pattern is too small...... "Why don't Dao Mu yearn for Vega, and there are still his relatives alive there, the old sister Mu Xiyi."

After talking for a while, seeing that Daomu was a little tired, Mushu called a maid to take Daomu to the guest room to rest.

"Uncle Shu, the ancestor must know the exact location, why don't you say it directly?" Mu Qin tea's jade hand was wiped, and the Mu Xian teapot disappeared, and Mu Shu had to stare dryly and swallow his saliva.

"I can't figure out the old lord's mind. Mu Shu turned and played with it in his hand, three unicorn pattern lion heads, "Perhaps, that little wooden sword encompasses Mu Jian Mountain, past and present life." "Listen carefully, it seems that there is a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.

"Mu Jian Mountain, is it really so terrifying?" Mu Qincha was suspicious of any rumors.

"Hehe......" Mu Shu was asked, and covered it up with a dry smile, "Do you think this son is stronger or weaker than Tong Boyu?"

Mu Qincha groaned softly, recalling the brief contact situation, sometimes frowning, sometimes soothing his eyebrows. Sakura's lips opened slightly, and Fang Jue unconsciously entered the rhythm of Daomu.

"Comparing the two of them to a mountain spring, Tong Boyu is the same crystal clear living spring. The water of Daomu Spring is deep, bottomless, and I don't know the dead spring and the living spring. ”

"Those beautiful red agate eyes, desperate to forget......"