Mo Ge and Baili Ge talked about all kinds of people, things and rules in this town, and Baili Ge listened carefully. Mo Yue and Mo Ya couldn't interject, and these things sounded quite boring, so they went out first.

Baili Ge lost his memory, so he desperately wanted to recall something, and he remembered everything about Mo Ge. Mo Ge didn't seem to have talked to anyone so much for a long time, and he couldn't take it back as soon as he opened the chatterbox, and after the two of them reacted, it was already noon.

Mo Yue intimately brought the wine and food, stood aside and poured the wine, and Mo Ya also sat quietly on the side, eating the meal elegantly.

"In this way, the practitioner has supreme power in this world, so everyone values force and dismisses religion. Baili Ge said, "It's just that in this way, there will definitely be no less disputes in the corpse path, but I stay here for many days, and it feels quite peaceful, right?"

"His mountain town is just a backwooded country. Mo Ge smiled bitterly, "Cultivation requires a large number of Immortal Stones, and the lowest Immortal Stone requires a thousand taels of gold. For people like us, the monthly income is only one or two dollars of silver, and we can afford it on our own. Now that I have broken off the idea of practicing, I can live with peace of mind. ”

"Are the people in his mountain town so poor?" As soon as Baili Ge's words came out, he felt that it was inappropriate to say this, and quickly explained, "I mean, there are no big families here or anything like that, adopt cultivators?"

Mo Ge nodded and said: "I understand what Brother Baili wants to say, the Fan family in Zhenkou is a person who does medicinal herb trading, except for the people from Chijue Mansion who come to collect new people every year, and their family will occasionally recruit people." It's just that the cost of cultivating a pluto disciple is too great, and it is far less cost-effective than directly recruiting one, even so, the current Fan family has five pluto disciples, and they have to pay each of them ten inferior pluto stones every month. If you have to travel all the way to protect your goods, you have to pay an additional two inferior stones every day. ”

Baili Ge calculated it casually, and couldn't help but be staggered, this price is indeed not something that ordinary people can afford.

At this time, Mo Yue saw that the Baili Song Cup was empty, so she stepped forward to fill it for him, and said with a smile: "Brother Baili, with such a powerful underworld disciple beside you, could it be that you are also a cultivator?"

Baili Ge was stunned for a moment, he hadn't thought about this question, but what should a cultivator be?

He slowly stretched out a hand and aimed it at the low cabinet next to the bed, and the three of Mo Ge held their breath when they saw this.

Baili Ge, who only listened to it, snorted softly, and his palm clawed slightly!

Low cabinets, not moving.

"Hahahaha!" Baili Ge scratched his head with a smile and said, "It seems that I am not such a powerful character." ”

The three of them looked at him blankly, and then, Mo Yue burst out laughing.

In the humble hut, there was a burst of laughter.

It was night, Baili Ge was lying on the bed alone, reflecting the dim candlelight, and he carefully studied his palm.

Her fair skin, smoother than that of an ordinary woman, wore a quaint ring on it, which seemed to be made of the bones of some animal, and I don't know when she wore it, and what was the meaning. Looking back on Mo Ge's words during the day, it seems that his identity is not ordinary.

Accompanied by a beautiful woman with the cultivation of a pluto, two identical locks, and a large amount of gold and silver......

Could it be that he is a member of a big family? As Mo Ge said, only that kind of person can afford such a powerful bodyguard, right?

Then why did he faint on the mountain?

Was it hunted down by the enemy, or was it something else?

Baili Ge turned over, puzzled, the more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became, a wave of tiredness hit, and he gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found a bowl of steaming white porridge and a few side dishes on the table, a basin of water beside the bed, and a white handkerchief hanging on the side of the basin.

After testing the water temperature, it was still hot, Baili Ge smiled slightly, it seems that Mo Yue must have come forward not long ago.

After washing up and finishing breakfast, Baili Ge pushed open the door and was about to take the dishes out to wash, when he happened to meet Mo Yue who was walking towards him.

"Brother Baili, are you awake?" Mo Yue trotted over happily, and when she saw Baili Ge holding the dishes, she hurriedly took it, "Just let Yue'er do these things." ”

Baili Ge was a little embarrassed and said: "It's always bothering you, and I don't want to go." ”

Mo Yue's cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head and whispered, "These are all Yue'er's voluntary ......"

"By the way, what about Brother Mo?" asked Baili Ge.

"Ah, brother, he went to Fan's house, and today is the day of the tax. Mo Yue came back to her senses and said.

"Tax?"

"Although this house is deserted, it still has an owner. I don't know when, Mo Ya also jumped over and said in a childish voice, "The Fan family has a lot of land, and many houses are rented by them to the villagers. I heard from my brother that when the Fan family saw us living here helplessly, they didn't let people drive us away. We don't have any money, so we let us pay the rent with things, and the eighth day of the first month of each month is the day of the tax. ”

"How much is the rent?" asked Bailige.

Mo Ya stretched out five fingers and said, "Five taels of silver a month, or a thousand catties of firewood." ”

"A thousand catties!" Baili Ge was stunned, "With so much firewood, how can you get it together?"

"At first, it was not enough...... Mo Yue's eyes were slightly red at this time, "My brother gritted his teeth and agreed in order to prevent me and Xiaoya from continuing to be displaced. During the day, he carried Xiaoya on his back, led me to climb the mountain and chop firewood, and at night, after the two of us were settled, he returned to the mountain to carry the firewood back little by little, and sometimes someone would take advantage of our departure to steal the chopped firewood. In this way, if you can't get together two pounds, your brother will be beaten. I remember when I was a child, almost every month on the eighth night of the first month, my brother came back with a blue nose and swollen face, and his pants were covered with blood ......"

"It's just too deceitful!" Baili Ge said angrily, "This is rent collection, it is clearly murder!"

Mo Ya sighed: "Who told us to live on their land, even the mayor of the town is a member of their Fan family, and in the entire mountain town, who dares to be the first bird." ”

Mo Yue wiped her tears and smiled reluctantly: "But it's much better now, although my brother has not practiced, but over the years, he has a lot more strength, and he can cut more than 1,500 catties of firewood every month, and the excess can be pulled to the town to sell." Xiaoya and I have also grown up, and we can help my brother do a lot of things, by the way, I am still helping several adults in the town to wash quilts, and I can earn six dollars a month. ”

"Six Qian ......" Baili Ge's heart twitched, and he saw that Mo Yue's hands were full of cracks. I didn't pay attention to it before, but now it seems that this is simply shocking, you know, Mo Yue's age is only sixteen years old!

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps at the gate, and the three of them looked and saw a teenager in tattered clothes stumbling in.

"Oh no, Sister Mo Yue, Brother Mo...... He...... He ......".

Mo Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him and asked, "Little Liu, you say slowly, what's wrong with my brother?"

The young man took a few breaths and said eagerly: "Brother Mo hasn't paid enough rent, so he will be caned by the second master of the Fan family!"