The bumps along the way did make Mo Çais a little unbearable, although Mo Çan is a young man in his early twenties, but Mo Çan, who has lived in a privileged environment since he was a child, has not suffered hardship. It can even be said: hands do not touch the spring water, feet do not step on the ground.

Because Moissan's system was not very good since he was a child, he inherited his mother. Therefore, Mo Yuanwai was reluctant to let him learn the skills of archery and horsemanship, but invited many capable gentlemen to teach him some sage ways from an early age. This also led to the fact that although Mo Sang was in his early twenties, his physical strength was not as good as that of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old family members in his family.

Mo Sang recalled the strange words of the person he met on the road, and there was a sentence that said: The title of the gold list has fallen. Does this mean that although I can win the gold exam this time, I may not be able to really get that kind of treatment?

Mo Sang thought, okay. Now the imperial court is full of ups and downs, and the ministers are forming a party and making a miasma. There are eunuchs in power, and favorite concubines interfere in politics. There was an invasion of strong enemies outside, but the imperial court did not pay attention to it.

Now it is a good thing to enter this court, as long as he gets the name of the champion and can go back to marry Qi Ling'er, he will be content. As for whether he is an official or not, he doesn't care.

Thinking of this, Mo Sang finally stopped worrying about the chill in the Taoist song. Mo Sang held the jade pendant that Qi Ling'er gave before parting, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, maybe Mo Sang felt that his clothes were resting on his body and made him a little uncomfortable. In the middle of the night, Moissans woke up from his sleep.

At this time, he was still holding Qi Ling'er's jade pendant in his hand, and he carefully took the jade pendant into his arms, then got up from the bed and walked to the table.

Mo Sang picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water, because the tea had been replaced by the shopkeeper in the evening, so there was still some residual warmth so that Mo Sang would not feel so cold when he drank it.

Mo Sang drank some tea and felt that he was much more awake, and he felt sleepy at this time. Mo Sang was going to pick out a random book with him and read it for a while, but he wanted to go out for a walk when he noticed the bright moonlight outside the window.

Mo Sang walked down the stairs softly, and the shopkeeper who was napping in the lobby didn't notice it. Mo Sang walked out of the inn and wandered around casually, thinking about the various things he had enjoyed with Qi Ling'er a few days ago, and his heart was filled with a hint of joy.

Before he knew it, Mo Sang had walked far away, and at this time Mo Sang looked at the surrounding scenery.

There was no light on the bluestone path, and some snoring could be heard from time to time in the two rows of houses.

Mo Sang felt a little cool in the cold wind and prepared to go back, after all, he was not familiar with the environment here. Although it's just a small town, the streets are intricate, and Moissan's worries that he will get lost.

According to the original path, Mo Sangang turned around and walked for a short time. A red light flickered in front of Mo Sang, and after a few moments, the red light disappeared. Immediately afterwards, a young woman walked out from behind a big tree, and this woman looked panicked, and saw Mo Sang walking forward quickly.

Mo Sang saw that it was unreasonable for a woman to appear in the middle of the night, thinking that this woman must not be an ordinary person, could it be a certain fairy? Ever since he met Qi Ling'er, Mo Sang always felt that all fairies liked to run out in the middle of the night to date young and handsome men.

"Childe, please help me. There is a bald monk in the back who always pursues me, please let me hide in your body to avoid the monk's pursuit. ”

When Mo Sang heard that the woman was actually hiding in his body, he was a little reluctant. Although he was not worried about what this woman would do to him at this time, after all, there was something wrong with men and women, and there was always something wrong with doing so.

"Girl, if you will, hide in my sleeve. If you haven't done anything bad, presumably the monk won't be arrogant and unreasonable. When I see him later, I'll discuss it with him and let him let you live, don't you think?"

Mo Sang knew that this woman had a special identity, but at this time, this woman reminded him of Qi Ling'er, the woman he valued the most. At this time, he thought that if it was Qi Ling'er who was coming on, and she was being hunted down, would there be a young man like himself who would be willing to rescue him? Thinking of this, Mo Sang could not bear to refuse her.

When the woman heard Mo Sang's promise, she turned into a red light and flew into Mo Sang's sleeve.

A moment later, as the woman had said, a gray-bearded monk with a golden Zen staff walked towards Moissan.

"Donor, why are you still staying outside in the middle of the night?"

The monk saw that Mo Sang was a little strange, so he took the initiative to come over and talk.

Mo Sang thought that this monk was really unreasonable, what does it have to do with you when I appear here in the middle of the night?

"Master, Xiaosheng is just insomnia. Seeing that the moonlight is charming, he came out and walked around, I don't know what the master is chasing in a hurry in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that Mo Sang was polite, the monk was angry with another weak book, so he said in a slightly gentler tone.

"As I passed by here, I saw a wicked man wreaking havoc in the world. Chased all the way here, but lost a trace. If the little donor sees it, he will trouble telling the old man, and the old man can get rid of this scourge. ”

Hearing what the monk said, Mo Sang became a little interested and continued to ask.

"I don't know what bad things this demon has done, the master is so desperate to chase after him?"

The monk was a little unhappy when he saw that Mo Sang actually questioned himself.

"That demon was originally a fox, and it took a little fairy energy in this world and more than 500 years of cultivation before turning into a human form and blending in the crowd. Although such a beast is incarnated as an adult, she has no humanity, leaving her to cause trouble in the world sooner or later. The old man happened to pass by and wanted to subdue her, lest she would harm others in the future. ”

Mo Sang saw that the monk was a little displeased, so he had to talk to him cautiously. Although he was not worried that this monk would make a move on him, because Qi Ling'er had said that cultivators had an unwritten rule, that is, they were not allowed to do anything to mortals, let alone kill them at will.

But at this time, the so-called fox spirit that the monk was looking for was hidden in his cuff, and if he detected it, he was afraid that he would not escape death.

"Since she hasn't harmed others for the time being, why can't the master carry forward the compassionate heart of Buddhism and let her live?

When the monk heard that Mo Sang actually pleaded for the fox spirit, he couldn't help but look at Mo Sang twice in surprise.

"I can't imagine that the little donor still has this compassionate heart at a young age, it seems that you have a fate with my Buddha.

Or, for the sake of the little benefactor's face, I will forgive the beast for the time being. If I learn that she has done something bad in the future, I will come and subdue her myself.

It's getting late today, so let's go back and rest early. The old man is also leaving. ”

The monk recited the Buddha's name: Amitabha, and turned away.