In the evening, Ailing found a camp, untied the vicuña's rope, and let the horses graze.

Today's luck is good, the camping site, there is a mountain spring nearby, and there is a huge cave in the mountain wall, where you can live and sleep in the open air.

"Mr. Egg, Mr. Egg, happy stirring, relaxed mood, infinite smile, everything will be better......"

Humming a little song, Ailing poured the well-mixed egg drop into the boiling water, ready to make a simple soup flower dish.

The "all-in-one super delicious and invincible chef" seems to have had a serious design error, so much so that the little inventor, after disassembling and inspecting it, frustrated to announce that the invention had failed and could not work.

However, fortunately, Mo Wen is deeply glad that he can eat a normal meal, if he is spoofed by Ailing again, I am afraid that before he dies on the battlefield, he will die of malnutrition.

Mo Wen's right hand has been wrapped with a bandage, and he has a certain amount of body protection skills, and his body is far stronger than ordinary people, and the high fever that would have caused third-degree burns is just a bandage.

Before leaving in the morning, Mo Wen deliberately examined the corpse of the red-eyed demon ape, and found that it was a little different from the appearance of the legendary demon ape, under the thick black hair, the muscles of the red-eyed demon ape were scaly, which was why the lightsaber failed.

Recalling the information he had read in the Jixia Academy, Mo Wen didn't remember that the red-eyed demon ape was a scaly creature, at least not during the Kyushu War.

So how to explain the mutation in front of us?

Evolution of nature?

Mo Wen shook his head, in two thousand years, it is not impossible to cause such a big biological evolution, but the probability is still too low, if it is said to be artificial, it is relatively easy to believe.

The idea that a magician who is familiar with the ancient secret methods can use his knowledge to perform operations such as biological modification to achieve this kind of mutation, this idea is by no means impossible, the red-eyed demon ape belongs to the demon realm creatures, and it is impossible to cross the border to appear in the center of the human realm, unless it is a magician with extremely high ability to forcibly open the passage between the two realms.

can open a realm channel, a magician of this level is by no means a mediocre hand, and if he wants to carry out biological transformation, he is naturally familiar with it, so this explanation is logical.

Glancing at Ailing, who was busy, Mo Wen faintly felt that he had caused a lot of trouble.

Ailing's commission is to protect her until she retrieves something from someone's hands. Judging from the current situation, if the red-eyed demon ape is related to that "someone", the content of that "something" is very simple.

Could it be a magic path or something?

Mo Wen was very unfavorable, this was the common reaction of all martial artists. Normal martial artists usually put their spirit and mental strength all in the pursuit of martial arts, and are not like bards, in addition to their own martial arts, they are also familiar with some special spells.

Except for a very small number of magic knights in Reins, the average martial artist is not very resistant to the so-called magic, although they may have paid attention to some simple magic knowledge, but basically, they are all in the opposite direction of the magic of the magic way, and they do not get along with each other.

Because of this, Mo Wen frowned.

Trouble doesn't just come from the enemy, even this confused lady next to her is a hidden medicine that doesn't know when something will go wrong.

This girl can adjust lightsabers, and judging by the results alone (not the consequences), she is already a qualified adjuster, a sought-after industry that specializes in lightsaber maintenance and power adjustments.

A good lightsaber must also have a good maintainer, in fact, first-class adjusters can often bring lightsabers back to life, so excellent knights will also hire several adjusters to be stationed.

Since the production of lightsabers involves the relevant knowledge of the Ancient Demon Dao, if you are proficient, you can even be upgraded to a founder, so a qualified adjuster must also be a well-educated person, plus various assessments, before he can become a teacher.

And the age of this girl...... Although the height is not easy to judge, from the luster of the skin, the face, and the charm of the speech, such a young adjuster is the only one Mo Wen has seen in his life.

No!

Thinking like this, you may also underestimate her, if you look at Ailing's invention tendencies, this girl has the potential to become a creator, as long as she can get rid of that careless confused personality, over time, she will become a great tool.

Mo Wen couldn't help but smile, this girl's qualifications are excellent, and she can also be regarded as a genius. The problem is that if all of the above speculations are true, then the hidden meaning behind it is not trivial.

It is impossible for an adjuster to appear out of thin air, no matter how great a genius is, there is no way to be born to understand the mysteries of the primeval demon path, in order to cultivate a successful talent, it is necessary to have a relative knowledge line.

Ailing's conversation and dress clearly indicated that although this girl had traveled for some time, she was still not deeply involved in the world, and most of her life was spent in a barren mountain isolated from people.

Family heirloom?

It's a question that needs to be understood.

"Don't ask sir, it's time to eat. ”

Ailing filled a bowl of hot soup and carefully served it to Mo Wen.

Here is mountainous, but not lonely, surrounded by jungle trees, birds and beasts quite a lot, before Mo Wen hunted a fragrant deer, picked some wild mushrooms, handed to Ailing to wash his hands and cook soup, is a very rich dinner.

Ailing divided the food between the two, retreated to the side alone, knelt on the ground with his palms folded, closed his eyes, put away his smile, and on his small face, he looked solemn, and he said something in his mouth, and carried out some kind of pre-dinner ritual.

Don't ask if it's strange, know that this is a special ritual for some peoples, and it is necessary to pray to the gods of faith before the meal, thank the gods, and enjoy the grace of this meal.

Regarding this matter, Mo Wen's thoughts were: "If you want to thank me, you should thank me, right! Those things are hunted by me, thank God for what?"

However, Mo Wen did not mean to laugh, firstly, to respect one's religious beliefs, and secondly, a long time ago, he had been like this girl, and sincerely thanked the gods for the protection of every success.

Until after that happened......

"Don't ask sir, why don't you eat it?"

Ailing, who finished the pre-dinner ceremony, found that Mo Wen was in a daze with the bowl and said in a low voice.

"Isn't it, the things made by Ailing are not delicious......"

While speaking, he pouted and lowered his head, peeking at Mo Wen's reaction.

Mo Wen smiled, raised his arm and placed the bowl to his lips, so that the slightly cool soup ran down his throat and slowly warmed his entire chest.

He didn't dare to take a big sip, not only because he wanted to taste the food carefully, but also because he was worried that if this stupid girl would be so talented as to treat the food as a spoof of an invention, then the consequences of drinking this bowl of soup would be more than lucky.

In fact, because he didn't dare to rest assured, Mo Wen even volunteered to take on the ingredients of the cooking, if he wasn't too lazy to do it, he even wanted to cook it himself, so as not to drink the soup, only to find that the soup was a bunch of colorful mushrooms.

Fortunately, the taste of the soup is normal, although it is a little colder, but the taste is still delicious, Mo Wen can drink it all in one gulp.

(It seems that as long as it is not related to machinery, it will not go wrong!)

Mo Wen wiped his mouth with a hand towel and thought so.

In terms of later evaluation, Mo Wen's thoughts at this time were undoubtedly too optimistic, fortunately, he did not suffer from this, and what he was really deeply troubled by was a group of graduate students who suffered from accidental injuries, and a certain uncle who paid a large amount of money for it and rolled his eyes.

"Wow! That's great, Mr. Mo Wen finished drinking the soup made by Ailing. ”

≥ Buddha's own invention was affirmed, Ailing was so excited that she even grabbed Mo Wen's hand, smiled and clapped her hands, sang children's songs, danced, and happily seemed to have won a treasure.

After dinner, Ailing packed up her things, lit a campfire, and prepared for bed.

Mo Wen found Ailing, took out the lightsaber, made a few gestures, and asked her where the knowledge of adjusting the lightsaber came from.

"This lightsaber was adjusted by myself, modified some old designs, and the effect will be three to five times stronger than the original, because it has not been adjusted yet, so there are still many problems, so I am really sorry that Mr. Mo Wen was injured. ”

With her little hands behind her back and her head down, Ailing apologized seriously, but when asked where she learned it, Ailing's expression darkened and she whispered.

"It's Boomer. ”

Boomer is the nomadic name given to the father.

"It's really a family heirloom!"

This answer is not surprising to ask.

"Boomer is very good and can do a lot of things, but some people want to find Boomer to make things, but Boomer is unwilling, so he takes me and Sima and hides in the mountains. ”

Sima is addressing her mother, and when Ailing says this, her face looks very sad, as if something is upsetting her.

Ailing's explanation was very vague, and Mo Wen noticed that Ailing was deliberately vague, but he didn't plan to ask more.

Listening to Ailing, her father seems to be a famous creator.

Highly skilled craftsmen carefully choose their customers because of the importance of the utensils they make, but this often offends the local elite and invites trouble.

In order to avoid all kinds of harassment, many founders hide incognito, hide in the barren mountains and mountains, and make utensils according to their own ideals, which is already common knowledge on the mainland.

can teach such an excellent daughter, the father's ability can be imagined, if he has to be hired by the public, it should also be a level like a palace founder.

Mo Wen flipped through the book of names in his mind, remembering that there was a first-class founder who offended the court and disappeared, thought for a long time, and found nothing, although there are not many examples of this kind, but it is by no means rare, and Mo Wen did not pay special attention, so he couldn't think of an exact candidate.

Mo Wen has no intention of continuing to ask, a character like this, although he has excellent ability, may be wanted because he offended the powerful, so he lives in a simple place, and he is afraid that his whereabouts will leak out, Ailing is reluctant to say more, it is normal, and he shouldn't ask more.

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Wen also remembered the reason why he was "Mo Wen", and he couldn't help but feel bad.

Full of depression and nowhere to vent, Mo Wen took out a treasured hole flute in his arms, removed the outer silk cover, put it in his mouth, and played it with a whimper.

The cave flute, is made of fine jadeite, warm and crystalline, the whole body is green, at a glance you know that it is a priceless treasure, but the shape is very strange, only five and a half holes, the tail end is missing a small half, as if it was cut off by someone with a sharp blade.

Ailing is a connoisseur in appreciating utensils, and when he looks at the appearance of this cave flute, he can see that this kind of treasure cannot be owned in the world of non-princes and nobles.

Although one and a half holes are missing, under the skillful skills of the player, the music is still smooth and flying, and it is not half a minute of suffocation, which shows the high level of music of the person who plays xiao.

Listening to this song, it is like a kind of love song, and some of the twists and turns are especially played with a few flowers, and the sound is suspended, Qi Ni is soft, tactful and affectionate, but listening to Ailing's ears, I can't feel the joy of falling in love, but I feel an unusual sad atmosphere.

Why is this so?

To be careful, it is probably the original seven-hole tune, which is barely played with five and a half holes, although Mr. Mo Wen reluctantly replaced it with other scale transpositions, it still produces a slight sense of incongruity, of course, in addition to this, there are some more important reasons, which are not understood by Ailing now.

The sound of the flute gradually sounded, and the higher and higher it blew, such as striking jade, such as the crystal resonance, and later, it was like a waterfall and a torrent, galloping and vast, and could not be stifled, as if the player was full of passion and placed all his passion in the sound of the flute, so that the notes followed the mountain wind and wandered between the mountains.

In the end, the mountains around dozens of miles from far and near all echoed, and the mountains that only played were singing, and the sound spread for thousands of miles.

When the music is high to the highest, Ailing's heart hangs on her chest, and suddenly the ground rises sharply, like a silver bottle bursting, the gong is broken, and the sound of the flute is like a meteor that pierces the sky.

Mo Wen put down the hole flute, held it in his hand, and rubbed it carefully, as if he had all kinds of thoughts, and after that, there was no more words.

Ailing was silent, this was not the occasion for her to speak.

The climate of the southern section of Shu Road is mild, and the temperature is constant at night, but at this time it is already deep winter, and it is in the high mountains, and it is a low temperature at night, which often makes the travelers passing by, and the frozen teeth chatter.

Ailing added firewood to make the campfire, and put special burning stones in it, which was enough to keep the campfire all night.

Mo Wen sat alone, drinking flower tea all day long, and his long-term upbringing made him develop the habit of drinking tea when resting, five times a day, without compromise.

In fact, in terms of his personal wishes, he would prefer to drink, but it is not suitable for him now.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Ailing moved the hay from the cart to the cave, spread out the blankets, and brought some stones and branches to make a simple wooden bed.

When all the work was done, Ailing ran to Mo Wen and said good night.

"Don't ask sir, you can rest Luo!"

Mo Wen stretched his face, squinted his eyes, and glared at her.

Sleeping with this stunted girl was not something to reverie, and no matter what, he didn't think he was reduced to the point of sharing a bed with such a little ghost.

Ailing was holding a few thick clothes in her hands, and it seemed that she was planning to find a tree to lie on by herself like last night, and give the bed to Mo Wen.

Ailing said while shrinking a little, as if feeling the coolness of the night, Mo Wen looked at it in his eyes and knew it in his heart.

The height of the camp tonight is better than last night, and the temperature has dropped again, and if this girl is allowed to sleep in the open air, she may catch a cold the next day.

Perhaps, Ailing thinks that the remuneration he gives is not enough, and he is worried that if a helper who is not well entertained and finally gets, he will leave with his sleeves, so he deliberately compromises in these details.

What to think about it is her own business, but Mo Wen does not appreciate this practice.

"Ahh

Mo Wen stood up, chose a huge pine tree near the edge of the cliff, looked at the main branches, jumped up, and stood on it steadily, and the pine branches at the foothold did not even shake.

Wiping a few times at will, cleaning up the environment, Mo Wen with his clever light body skills, lying on his back on the branches, taking the pine branches as a bed, following the whirring mountain wind, like the undulating waves of the waves, listening to the pine waves, chic like a fairy.

"Don't ask Mr. why he sleeps like this!"

Ailing was not at ease, chased under the tree, and asked softly.

Mo Wen ignored her, just made a few gestures casually, signaling: You stupid person is too dangerous, and if you get too close, you may not be able to save your life, so keep your distance to be safe.

"I hate it, why do you say that......"

Asking Mo this, Ailing blushed and said slightly, but there was more joy than anything else in the words.

The bed allocation was established, Mo Wen resolutely slept on the tree bed, refused to come down, and the hay bed was given to Ailing.

Don't ask to look up to the sky, but see the bright moon in the sky, although the thousands of miles of floating clouds are vast, but it is a bleak clear, only the cold moon is clear, adding people to loneliness, thinking of the world like the moon, all kinds of impermanence can not help people, and it is really emotional.

(In the past, you used to say that you should cry when you look at the bright moon, but now although I am thousands of miles away from you, the heart of seeing the bright moon is the same, have you ever shed tears for me, the person who doesn't ask?)

Thinking of all the warmth in the past, they were together day and night, but now they are forced to separate the two places and can't see each other, Mo Wen's heart hurts greatly, and he can't wait to fly to that person immediately.

(I'm sorry!I'm so useless, I haven't been able to get you out until now, please wait, as long as it takes a little while, the year expires, I will definitely get you out.) ）

Thinking of that person's current situation, Mo Wen clenched his fists and was anxious.

With his personality of giving priority to emotion, as early as when he was recovering from a serious injury, he went deep into the enemy territory and wanted to rescue that person, but the enemy's strength was too strong, and his own skills were not as good as before.

"Please wait, as soon as the year is up, I will definitely go to see you. ”

The deep longing was blocked by the ruthless reality, and turned into a hellish karmic fire, whipping the body and mind of the silver-haired man.

Mo Wen cursed his incompetence, cowardice, resentment, and sadness, and without a way to vent, he slammed his fist and hit the trunk behind him, and the pine tree shook slightly, and the branches and leaves rustled.

If it was in the past, a punch could break the tree, and today's angry blow is just to make the trunk shake lightly, and the degree of decline in skill is really different.

Looking down at his right palm, which was full of scars, Mo Wen was so sad that he almost cried.

"Apopzido, Muka Anodoro......"

In the cave in the back, there was a girl's soft singing, it was Ailing's singing, the girl seemed to insist, she couldn't sleep without listening to the song, and she had to sing to herself under the extreme boredom of poverty.

The music itself is very melodious and beautiful, and although I don't understand the meaning, it still doesn't detract from its beauty.

It's just that, based on some kind of inexplicable emotion, Mo Wen was in a very bad mood when he heard this song, and he couldn't tell what it was for, in short, he immediately felt depressed, as if something heavy was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't let go.

Annoyed, Mo Wen pulled out Ailing's lightsaber and threw it into the hole with his backhand, indicating his applause.

The lightsaber entered the hole, only to hear a ping-pong sound, Ailing stopped singing, knowing Mo Wen's anger, he didn't dare to sing again.

Mo asked the light sword to leave his hand, and he regretted it in his heart, no matter how unhappy he was, he couldn't take an innocent person out of anger, not to mention that the other party was just a girl who didn't know what to do, and he really shouldn't be angry with her.

He was hesitating whether to apologize to Ailing, and there was a strange sound of buttons in the cave, and then, a soft and gentle sonata flowed out of the cave, listening to the tune, it was a little song sung by Ailing.

Mo Wen couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and his anger disappeared.

The girl naively thought that her singing voice was not good and would cause displeasure to others, so she didn't know when she skillfully made a music box, and if the singing continued to cause unhappiness, she would change the music.

A little girl can be so resilient to the environment and optimistic about everything, but she only knows how to feel sorry for herself, which is really ashamed in comparison.

Mo Wen made up his mind, no matter what, tomorrow morning, he wanted to apologize to this girl, but at this moment, he heard a strange metal sound from the cave, and then there was a muffled sound.

"Bang!"

"Wow, how can this be, aren't the gears tightened, why are they disintegrating......"

Hearing the commotion in the cave, Mo asked for a moment and chuckled.

This foolish girl has indeed added a lot of laughter to him, and if it weren't for her, he would be even more gloomy now!

What a wonderful character, obviously a confused little fool, but with such assimilation power, it makes the people around him fall into laughter.

I was pondering when I felt a slight sound of wind behind my ears, and there was something approaching from the right rear.

"Quack......"

Looking back, a red-eyed demon ape, spreading its wings, flew quietly along the mountain wall.

Sensing that the enemy had discovered its position, the red-eyed demon ape let out a scream, cheering up the strong wind, and pounced on it.

Mo Wen's lightsaber had been damaged in the collision in the morning, and the borrowed one was thrown back to Ailing, who was now defenseless and lying on a tree branch again, immediately in danger.

At first glance, seeing that the enemy's claws were approaching, Mo Wen's expression was as usual, and he casually picked up a pine needle, aimed at the red-eyed demon ape, and slashed his neck.

"Quack" strange thing happened, when the pine needles slashed the neck of the red-eyed demon ape, no, it is correct to see, from beginning to end, due to the difference between the bodies of the two sides, the pine needles have been three miles away from the red-eyed demon ape entity, only through the air.

However, when this graceful arc was finished, the red-eyed demon ape seemed to have cut through the sharpest sword, and its thick neck, twice that of an ordinary person, broke into two, separated its head, and spewed out a large rain of blood, and fell down the cliff.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work! I still make a sound......

Mo Wen sighed wordlessly, and threw away the pine needles with his hand, the face under the silver hair, there was neither the pride after the victory, nor the half smile, just a plain, just a little thing like a sesame seed, it didn't matter, such a performance showed his true strength, a strong strength that was unwilling to appear in front of others.

Lying on the pine branches, Mo Wen looked at the bright moon, there was no sleep, the temperature around him was getting cooler, but it was not as cool as Xiaoxiang in his heart, the branches and leaves swayed with the wind, and the night was also deep.

There was a lot of noise in the cave, and it seemed that the little inventor was having a hard time sleeping tonight.

In December of the 560th year of the Altino calendar, in the future, with the production of ABS series optical weapons, XYZ series magic series, and many artifacts, he became famous Kunlun, and was the all-round creator of the Taigu Demon Dao Research Institute, Long. Albert Einstein is just a stupid girl at the moment.

Perhaps just like Mo Wen's own evaluation, because his physical condition did not reply, his martial arts at the moment were not as good as before, so that although he sensed that there were other red-eyed demon apes hiding nearby, he did not find more important information.

Seeing his own kind kill this man with a sword, the two red-eyed demon apes hiding on the nearby hills instinctively felt frightened and did not attack again.

It's just that the killing order that is deeply rooted in their minds is in conflict with their fear at the moment, and they can't decide to retreat or attack for a while.

At this point, a handful of voices influenced their decision.

"Why bother, since you're here, don't go back!"

Along with these words, there was a fierce killing intent and killing, and a pair of hands hit the back of the two demon apes at the same time, just like he had done dozens of times before, the two demon apes were entangled in high-temperature blood flames, and in the blink of an eye, they were ripe into two indistinguishable carbon black things.

"Humans are such a strange thing...... To call such a thing a demon is simply an insult to our race!"

Easily burned the two demon apes, and the people who came stepped on the branches, their bodies were heroic, and their red jade hair was shining in the starry night. Staring at Mo Wen and Ailing on the opposite mountainside, he showed a confused expression and muttered to himself.

"Should you bring people back now? The master must blame me for a lot of troubles! However, the talent of the little junior sister to cause trouble should not be underestimated, but don't get involved in any troubles that are difficult to settle......

Suffering from his embarrassing position, this man with the name of "Zhu Yan" smiled helplessly after once again making up his mind.

It's just that in the end, Zhu Yan backfired, because people who are good at causing trouble, even if they sit at home, trouble will naturally appear.

Two hundred miles away from Ailing and Mo Wen's habitat, there are dozens of red-eyed demon apes inhabiting, originally they were about to attack the enemy, sensing the death of their kind, they have a strong anger and killing intent, but this feeling is fleeting, and then they return to what they have been doing just now...... Curled up, trembling violently.

The red-eyed demon ape is a huge creature, and because of this, it makes people feel very incongruous to see them hugging each other and not daring to look up, but watching them tremble one by one to the point that even the fur of the beast stands upright, one can fully understand this extreme fear.

The source of fear, at the end of the deepest darkness of the cave, the constant sound of gold and iron, and the cold air that makes people's blood freeze, the fear from wild intuition, the red-eyed demon ape can only huddle with his head in his hands, not daring to enter the cave to explore, what is this thing that strangled ten of their kind into minced meat while rushing into the cave not long ago?

“...... Damn it...... What is this refiner made of...... Why do you keep biting ......"

While whispering, the sound of gold and iron colliding suddenly sounded, as if he had been trying to bite off the refining son on his body, and once again gave up this futile work.

“...... I can't help it...... Seemingly...... Let's kill the dead leftover first, and then go to her old man to unlock the refinement!"