"Brother Congjia, don't you go, okay?"

"No! Senior brother is rarely out of work, and he has made a special trip to Sanjia for our wedding, he asked me to have a drink and celebrate in advance, how can I be absent?"

"However, I always felt that man was so terrible, wearing a mask like that, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking. ”

"Haha, don't worry, how could I not come back? I have waited for so many years, and finally I have waited for this day, you say, how can I be willing to leave you?"

"That'...... Let's tick the check, from Brother Jia, we must come back. ”

"Ha! I'm about to get married, and I'm still so naïve, okay, I'll tick you off and laugh! ”

"Brother Jia, you must come back!"

"Got it, it's just to go for a drink, if it's fast, I'll be back in the evening, don't be poor and nervous, if I lie to you, I'll swallow a thousand needles, that's it!"

"From Brother Jia......"

By the way, I saw it on her face, and at that time, if I could understand the meaning of this expression, then many things in the future would have happened in other ways!

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Wen's chest hurt greatly, the original anger disappeared without a trace, and then looked at Ailing's pitiful appearance, his heart was soft, and he wanted to say comfort.

Mo asked most of his face, all covered under the silver hair, Ailing couldn't see his expression, and thought that he was hesitating, so he hurriedly spoke first.

"Or are you upset about what happened today?" Ailing apologizes to you. ”

Ailing bowed respectfully, and said loudly: "However, I think that is something that must be done, if you hurt Lusima, the deer will definitely be very sad." ”

This is quite interesting, Mo Wen showed a rather surprised expression, due to the difference in personality, the two have traveled so far, every time Mo Wen insists a little, Ailing immediately retreats, and never speaks loudly.

What is it that gives this girl the urge to argue?

It's worth listening to, so let's wait and see what happens!

After making up his mind, Mo Wen didn't answer, and glared at Ailing coldly.

Ailing saw that Mo was noncommittal, a little weak-hearted, but he still did not back down, and raised his voice: "Xiaolu's age is still very young, if he loses Sima at this time, he will definitely be very sad in the future." ”

"How do you know?" Mo Wen asked casually, and as soon as he said this, he immediately regretted it.

Sure enough, when asked like this, Ailing immediately lowered her head, her eyes turned red, and she said lamentingly: "Because Ailing's Sima is also gone......"

Hearing Ailing say this, Mo asked a little embarrassed, how did he bring the topic to this, but he couldn't think of appropriate words to comfort him for a while, so he had to let Ailing continue.

According to Ailing, her father was a founder, and because he had to avoid many mundane tasks, his father decided to move into the mountains. In a certain accidental situation, I met my mother, the two were like-minded, so that there was a relationship, the two loved, regardless of the opposition of others, got married, and later, for some reason, in Ailing's six-year-old life, his mother passed away.

"In the past, Sima loved Ailing very much, made a lot of things to send me, and lullaby before going to bed, and every day before going to bed, Sima would sing to Ailing, after Sima was gone, Ailing was alone......"

Ailing said, small and crystal tears, one by one sliding down the face, making people feel distressed.

"Don't be too upset! a girl as smart as you can do so many things, your father must love you very much......"

The grief was provoked by himself, and Mo Wen had to try to persuade him. Although Ailing's craftsmanship is not good, the potential shown so far is unlimited, for a creator, to have such a daughter, it must be a great relief, the supreme joy.

Ailing immediately shook her head and said, "No, Boomer said that girls can only do bad things and are not qualified to be creators, so I am not allowed to do these things." ”

Hearing Ailing's words, Mo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is a lot of words must be lost, in many industries, they look down on women, they are noble creators, and the same is true, Ailing's father is not a special existence.

It's just that Ailing's strong interest in making utensils seems to be innate, and in what Mo Wen has seen in his life, he has never seen such a talented jade, and it would be a pity if it was interrupted like this.

Ailing believes in Sima's words, if it is something you like, you must stick to it. Ailing wiped away her tears and said, "So no matter what Boomer thinks, Ailing must persevere to the end." ”

"Oh!

This kind of empty and meaningless blessings, Mo Wen can't say, it's hard to imagine that Ailing will have such a side, different from the usual delicate and weak, at this time, Ailing's small eyes, exude incomparable firmness, making people understand that in order to achieve her ideals, she is willing to do anything......

Wait a minute!

Mo Wen suddenly remembered something and asked, "You went out on a trip, does your family know?"

Ailing shook her head and said her thoughts in a small voice.

"I secretly ran away from home, and I must have obtained considerable qualifications to be recognized by Boomer before I go back. Some of the things that Boomer made when he was young would have problems if they fell into the wrong hands, so it had to be recycled. If Eling can complete the recycling work alone, then Boomer may look at Eling differently. ”

"That's what happened......

Mo Wen finally figured out his task, it turned out that retrieving things was like this, so, Ailing also said before, to retrieve the thing called obsidian, what is it?

He looked at Ailing, the girl understood, and began to say: "The existence of the obsidian mirror, echoing the moonlight, gathering a large amount of yin qi, is a powerful amplifier, used in spells, can be used to open the realm tunnel magic technique, calling out certain demon creatures. ”

How could it be such a thing, when the time comes, in the face of a bunch of ghosts, if you meet a very powerful demon, wouldn't you even know how to die.

Mo Wen touched his chin and was silent.

"Ahh ”

Seeing Mo Wen's suspicions, Ailing whispered, "The obsidian mirror is only an amplification tool, and its transmission is different depending on the user's mana. The enemy this time, according to my investigation, is not very mana┅┅"

In other words, in other words, the other party can only call out things like the red-eyed demon ape, which is not bad, and solve the matter in one fell swoop before the situation expands.

"What about the red-eyed demon apes, and why did they attack you?"

Ailing explains that when she tracks down the obsidian, she discovers that the obsidian has fallen into the hands of a magus who is summoning the red-eyed demon ape. Seeing this scene, she was unfortunately discovered by the other party, and since then, she has been sending the red-eyed demon ape who remembers her scent to launch an attack.

In the process of peeping, Ailing heard that the other party was going to perform a summoning spell during the full moon, and in order to perform the spell, a large amount of human flesh and blood must be sacrificed, so he sent a demon ape to attack the villages scattered in the nearby mountains.

Ailing, who learned of the incident, rushed to Brown Village, the only one he knew, to issue a warning, but he was still a step too late, and then hurried to Shangri-La to hire a martial arts expert who could help to solve the problem.

Thinking of a little girl like her, who traveled a long way back and forth within a month, fearless of the hardships of wind and frost, and the strength of her will, Mo Wen was also moved by it, but he would not show such emotions on his face.

"So, we must retrieve the obsidian mirror at the full moon of this month. The obsidian mirror has the function of storing moon energy, and that person once said that as of this month, he has absorbed half a year's moon flower, and he can directly summon high-level demons, so it will be difficult for us to recover it. ”

"I've been tracking the location of the obsidian mirror, and I'm not sure yet, but it's not that far from here. There are still survivors in Brown Village, and I'm here to hunt down the Demon Ape, so the Demon Ape will attack again, and as long as there is one or two more of them, I can lock on to the location of the obsidian mirror. ”

There are still eight days left before the full moon, and it stands to reason that it is in time......

However, it is difficult to say what is going on in the world, and who knows what variables will suddenly arise.

And what a headache......

Mo Wen pondered secretly. Even if it is a high-level profession like a creator, it is still a difficult job to make a magic tool, and the scope and skill involved are unimaginable, and the creator who can complete this kind of instrument must be one of the best people among the creators, but don't ask for a moment and can't remember, which person will be.

Things have developed so far, the difficulty of the work, has been beyond expectations, if it continues, it will be at odds with their original intentions, besides, the one-year contract is not over, and this little trouble around you is super troublesome......

"Please, don't ask sir!"

Finding that Mo Wen was still unmoved, Ailing pleaded in a low voice: "Please continue to escort me and retrieve the obsidian mirror, if not, please protect these children, that will be enough......"

Looking at the girl's pleading, the silver-haired man was moved.

He is not hard-hearted, on the contrary, he is quite sentimental. It was also the duty of a warrior to prevent the occurrence of such a forbidden technique, so as not to disturb the peace of the entire continent, but more importantly, when he saw the look of déjà vu on Ailing's face, the silver-haired man immediately made a decision.

"Hmmm......"

Mo Wen thought for a while and said, "If there are not many enemies, it is okay to ......"

"Really, great, thank you Mr. Mowen......"

Seeing Mo Q&A, the girl was so excited that she almost didn't jump up.

"Wait a minute, don't be too happy yet!"

Waving his hand to interrupt Ailing's thanks, Mo asked for conditions.

"There are a few things that I want to say first. ”

Mo asked: "I don't want the additional reward, but I won't return the jewelry I gave you the originally." ”

Mo Wen said, with a face on his face, and glanced at Ailing.

Although he felt that Mr. Mo Wen had a fierce face, Ailing somehow didn't feel any fear at all.

"Second, I don't do anything other than pay, if I find an enemy other than the red-eyed demon ape, don't say a word, turn around and leave, you have to think about this first. ”

Will there be unexpected enemies?

According to the information that Ailing got earlier, the other party is only a third-rate magician, although through the obsidian mirror, you can increase your mana, but there is a limit after all, it is unlikely to call out a higher-level monster, in other words, the enemy's lineup, there will be no change.

Besides, I have no choice for a long time, and this time I left home, I gambled all my self-esteem and future in it, and if I failed, I would never have the face to go home.

"Well, no problem, there will be no new enemies. ”

In order to express his affirmation, Ailing said without hesitation.

Mo Wen nodded, no longer spoken, everything was settled.

"At this moment, you have done my true ......! Wait, not so much, maybe only six or seventy, right? Is there so much?...... If it's only two or three percent, won't it hit you too much......"

“......”

"I have passed on the control of sword qi to you, but it will take at least a year to use it flexibly and merge with the body, so within a year, you must not use force, even if you have to, do not use sword qi, otherwise the hard work of these days may be in vain. ”

“......”

"Don't be unconvinced! Before the catastrophe period of your fate has passed, and you meet people and soldiers, not only will you fail to achieve your original purpose, but you will also attract ten years of sword calamity, and you will be upside down for the rest ......of your life."

“......”

"Why is your face so ugly, are you scolding me in my heart for being a bad old man, I don't have the style of a master in my speech and movements, tell you, don't think I'm old, what you think in your heart, I know it with my eyebrows. ”

“......”

"In short, whether you believe it or not, within this year, be good to me, don't mess around! There will be no second time for good luck in life. ”

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Since there was no fighting for the time being, Ailing was able to help the villagers rebuild their homes in their spare time, and this is when her civil engineer came in handy, but she lacked manpower and did the rough work slowly.

"Don't ask sir, can you please come over and help?"

For such a request, Mo Wen, who was lying under the tree and drinking self-brewing tea, refused with a stinky face.

"Do you think I'm a man who does menial work? My job is to deal with demon apes, build houses or something, that's your family's business. ”

"But, the demon ape hasn't come yet?"

"It's really annoying, otherwise we will exchange jobs, I will build a house, and the demon ape will come and hand it over to you to deal with, how about it?"

Asked like this, Ailing could only touch his head and walk away, giving up these requests.

However, in Mo Wen's eyes, this little guy was really hardworking, running around, calming the children's uneasiness, helping to take care of the wounded, and then taking out tools from her big baggage, getting a pile of wood to cut and saw, and trying to make a well-ventilated wooden house suitable for recuperation.

She usually looks delicate and always dependent on people, but when she is with those young children, she only speaks the most optimistic words, although the children laugh at the little sister who is older than them, and her thoughts are too naïve, but they also accept her comfort, forget the sorrow and hardship for a while, and cheer up their spirits.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wen couldn't help but be impressed by this little girl.

At noon that day, Mo Wen caught a few pheasants for lunch. During the lunch break after the meal, Ailing carried her big burden and brought the children to Mo Wen, and the thief made a request with a smile.

"It's so boring! Don't ask sir, can you do us a favor?"

Do this little madman a favor?

Mo Wen is self-aware, he still wants to live longer, Ailing's burden, compared to the size of the previous two days, seems to be bigger, who knows if there are any new works to find experimenters, he must not be this white mouse.

It's just that he couldn't help the children's expectant eyes, Mo Wen had to give in, thought about it, and said, "You can't touch that burden, the rest is negotiable." ”

"That's ......"

His intentions were discovered, and Ailing's pretty face was visibly disappointed, but as if she remembered something, her eyes lit up immediately.

Seeing the girl's fiery eyes, Mo Wen instinctively felt a sense of fear.

"It's okay, everyone, in addition to being a knight with strong martial arts, Mr. Mo Wen can also play beautiful music!" Ailing boasted to the children, and then everyone looked at Mo Wen eagerly with that kind of expectant look.

"Mr. Mo, can you please play a song for us?"

Holding her little hand, the girl made a prayer.

“......”

"Mr. Mo Wen's flute is very good, Ailing likes it very much, and the children are waiting for you!"

It didn't seem to know how to refuse, and after hesitating for a while, Mo Wen took out the dong flute, put it to his mouth, and chose a song to play.

Glancing at the children, Mo Wen thought to himself, since it was played to drive away sadness, let's pick a light tune.

Flipping through the repertoire in his mind, Mo Wen chose the first "Qingfeng Nian", which is the martial arts barbarians in the south, and the celebration music during the New Year's Festival sounds joyful and the rhythm is very brisk, and it should be perfect for coaxing children to be happy.

With his mind decided, Mo Wen brought the flute close to his lips and played it loudly.

He had worked this road in his early years, and the well-known music critics on the mainland also rated it as "only the fairy sound in the sky", this blowing, although it is just an ordinary celebration, but it can also show a beautiful timbre in the ordinary, and the subtleties are subtle, and the turning point is as expected, just like a martial arts master audition life stunt.

Ailing held her head on the side of her wrist, and the fingers of her left hand followed the beat on the board, she didn't know much about the study of rhyme, but "Qingfeng Nian" was simple and brisk, and the rhythm was clear, and it was not difficult to understand.

While the performers were concentrating on playing the music, Ailing made a gesture to the children asking everyone to be quiet, and then secretly looked at Mo Wen.

At ordinary times, Mo Wen seems to be wary of people, as long as Ailing stares at him, he will turn his head away very unceremoniously, to take a closer look at him, except for sleeping time, it is only now.

Don't ask sir, who is it?

In line with the scientific spirit of the inventor and the fantasy plot of the girl's love of dreaming, Ailing has had countless scrutiny.

Mr. Mo asked, he must be a nobleman.

In these days of getting along, I found that Mo Wen has some living habits that ordinary people don't have.

He has to drink afternoon tea every day, as long as the time comes, no matter what he was doing, he will stop, ready to make tea and rest, and at the same time will not spare the disturbers, Ailing has seen it, he drank tea while killing the red-eyed demon ape that came to attack.

In terms of diet and daily life, Mo Wen is also very particular. Ailing's cooking often makes mistakes, but it is not to ask about itself, for the tasting of the cuisine, how to cook, such as a few treasures.

With all these varies, coupled with his own knightly qualifications, the priceless hole flute is not easy for the civilian class to access.

Why did a nobleman become the way he is now?

The most likely reason is war!

Ailing firmly believes so.

Mr. Mo Wen's body has the breath of baptism of war, the military uniform on his body, since they met, has never been changed, but it is always clean, this is not an ordinary noble knight's behavior, but the habit of a soldier knight, the scar on his right hand, this is a medal after a tragic battle.

Mr. Mo Wen, he must have been seriously injured in the war and encountered a very sad thing, so he let go of his identity as a nobleman and wandered around like a wandering knight.

This is Ailing's idea.

In fact, in this era of smoke, the class changes very rapidly, often a political struggle, war implicated, the original nobles, was demoted to untouchables, and the Gui Zhou family went to the people.

The down-and-out aristocrats, nostalgic for the glory of the old days, and unbearable to live now, often use wine to drown their sorrows, and in order to maintain a luxurious life, they rely on their martial arts, become thieves, do all kinds of illegal deeds, become the biggest problem of local security, and those who defraud Ailing money are somewhat similar to this type.

Finding that Ailing was fascinated, Mo Wen smiled slightly and did not speak.

What a coincidence, thinking of that person, she also loves to listen to the sound of the flute, and always asks for a song to be played when they meet, and then hums softly on the piano beside her, with a leisurely and fascinated expression, which makes her fall in love.

"Uh-huh...... Uh-huh......"

Out of childhood habits, Ailing listened to the later, couldn't help but follow the beat, closed his eyes, hummed softly, and felt the smoothness of the rhyme, but, as if he felt that there was something lacking, from beginning to end, Ailing's brows were wrinkled.

And this expression of joy and resentment was seen by Mo Wen, and he was stunned on the spot.

Why?

Why?

Rao is thousands of miles away, but her voice is always in front of her, and the mood of missing has never diminished slightly, however, knowing that she is now in the mouth of the tiger, she can only sit back and watch, and cannot save her, what kind of life is this!

Thinking of all kinds of obstacles, he was anxious and annoyed, Mo Wen's eyes turned red again, his personality has always been sentimental, and he is not the type of "men don't flick when they have tears", the more I think about it, the more sad I feel, and I really want to cry.

The mood was agitated, and the sound of the flute was chaotic, and it stopped abruptly.

"Well, no, no, much worse than what I heard that day. ”

Not noticing Mo Wen's abnormality, Ailing opened her eyes and said like a little music critic, and the children all shook their heads one by one, learning her movements.

Hearing such a comment, Mo Wen Weijue was funny, his own music and art, when he was in Jinling, whoever listened to it, he was full of praise, which turn was the turn of these little ghosts to be picky, and he was curious at the moment and asked Ailing where it was not good.

"This piece should be very joyful music, but when Mr. Mo Wen blew it out, it made people feel so sad to listen to it, and it didn't fit the tune at all, well, it's not good, it's not good, it's much worse than that day. ”

Ailing shook her head, obviously proud of her music review.

Listening to music, you can hear the sincerity of the performer, and that is really a bosom friend. It's just that when he heard this, Mo Wenden was stunned for a moment, as if he had been hit by five thunderbolts, and he couldn't speak.

For a long time, Mo Wen dried his throat and sneered: "Nonsense, what do children know?"

His sense of sound was unjustly denied, Ailing seemed to be a little angry, and pouted in defense: "What about children? I can hear it, Mr. Mo Wen is in a bad mood." ”