Confirming that the red-eyed demon ape will not attack for the time being, Ailing is busy helping to resettle the villagers. The group first settled on a relatively secluded hillside, surrounded by natural raw materials, and it was not difficult to build a temporary rattan house.

The next step is to heal the wounded. If possible, they should be sent to a big city for medical treatment, but everyone does not have enough money in their hands, and the time is not allowed, and everyone does not know what to do.

Naturally, it was Mo Wen and Ailing who took on the task, and the two drove the carriage and went out to collect medicine. Being in the mountains, coupled with good luck, I picked a basket full of herbs before dark and drove back.

The burn on Ailing's palm has been treated. Rubbed on the ointment for the treatment of various external injuries, tied with bandages, because there is no martial arts foundation, the physical resistance is poor, fortunately the contact time is very short, about two to three days later, can be cured.

However, in the past two or three days, Mo Wen must have taken over all the chores that were originally thrown to Ailing, and on this eventful time, he had the urge to sigh just thinking about what he was going to do.

Although he was a little reluctant and didn't want to this cheap labor, but remembering Ailing's smile that he held back his tears and barely pretended, Mo Wen still held the rope, sat in the front seat, and began to act as a temporary car.

What a downfall! It would have fallen into the fate of being a car, and if the ancestors had known about it, they would have lamented three times.

Recalling that year, when I was in high spirits, although I never discriminated against these cars and slaves, and often disregarded their status, drank and talked with them, asked for advice on the skills of hundreds of craftsmen, talked about the recent economy, trivial matters of life, etc., but psychologically speaking, they were subordinates, and it was a kind of insult to do such heavy work as driving.

However, it is pointless to think about these things now, and if you continue to indulge in these pasts, it will only show your own superficiality.

The down-and-out king Sun Jun don't ask!

Under the silver hair, Mo Wen smiled bitterly and secretly laughed at himself.

In the past year, wandering among the people, what I have seen, heard, thought and recalled, is very different from the old days, and I have deeply realized that the feeling of being an ordinary person is such helplessness and pain.

Although I don't want to admit it, through these years of wandering, my own insights and thoughts have stepped out of the rigid aristocratic vision, and it is no longer the narrow world view of the past, but really looks at the whole world with a heart closer to people.

Such a change is a beautiful thing, but the price paid is too great!

Thinking of the impermanence and unpredictable changes in the world, Mo Wen couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, just a year, all familiar things, have long been out of order, which is completely unthinkable at the beginning.

How fragile the glory on the surface!

If I hadn't been blinded by too much self-confidence, many sad things might not have happened!

"Mr. Mo asked......

“......”

"Don't ask sir!"

“......”

"Mr. Mo asked, you seem to have gone astray!"

Wake up to Ailing's words, Mo Wen found that the carriage was heading in the direction of the cliff, and if he didn't change direction, he would fall off the cliff with the people and the car.

Mo Wen hurriedly tightened the rope, changed direction, and avoided the farce of falling off the cliff and dying.

"This beast is dumber than a pig, and seeing the cliff in front of him is still flying like four hooves, and its master has the same virtue, what a foolish stupid horse!"

For his own distraction, he almost caused a farce, and Mo Wen was angry and lost his temper with the horse.

As if to understand the driver's scolding, the vicuña neighed incessantly, making a strange sound that I don't know whether it was a complaint or a mockery.

"What are you thinking, Mr. Mo?"

Ailing was lying on the haystack, looking up her little face a little timidly, and in her blue eyes, she was desperately hiding a smile, laughing because of the scene just now.

"Don't ask sir!" Ailing called softly.

After calling a few times, Mo Wen didn't react, I don't know what he was thinking, Ailing tried and failed, so he simply pounced on it, hooked Mo Wen's neck, shook it vigorously, and said with a slight annoyance: "I hate it, Mr. Mo Wen ignores Ailing┅┅"

Mo Wen only felt that his back was suddenly heavy, and a warm girl's body was attached to his back without reservation, and the fragrance hit people.

Unexpectedly, it does not match the height of the stunted growth, behind the deerskin vest, Ailing's delicate body, strong and elastic, although it makes people a little unbelievable, but the full touch, but really reminds Mo to ask, the girl behind is not a little girl, but a little woman like a green apple.

It's incredible, Mo Wen blushed.

In his past career, he has had countless bed partners, and he has long reached the point of numbness for all kinds of sexual affairs between men and women.

However, today, it was just such a simple little action, without any provocative meaning, Mo Wen actually had a fever in his cheeks, and when he realized this, he himself felt quite surprised.

The existence of Ailing is difficult for people to think, and hearing that childish voice will make people who have desires for it feel very guilty.

"Let it go......"

couldn't bear Ailing's repeated rubbing, Mo Wen's face was red like a drunken crab, and he hurriedly waved his hand to drive Ailing away, so as not to make a fool of himself.

"Wow! Don't move around, don't move......"

How do you know that there is a mistake, Mo Wen waved his hand, just touching Ailing's armpits, the girl's skin was already sensitive, Ailing was itchy, giggling, the little hand that originally hooked her neck, moved indiscriminately, and actually blindfolded Mo Wen.

"I hate it! Don't ask sir, this is very bad!"

Whispering softly, the fragrance strikes people, at first hearing the coquettish intimate voice in the ear, Mo Wen's heart is cold, and then he smells the faint girl's body fragrance, like a lily-like fragrance, wafting into the nose, Mo Wen is like thunder in an instant, in a trance, as if returning to a long, long time ago.

At that time, everything was so beautiful, every afternoon, he would avoid Taifu, sneak to an ancient banyan tree to rest, always didn't close his eyes for long, there would be a small footsteps behind him, and then, a pair of small hands covered his eyes, a voice that still haunted him, whispered in his ears: "Brother Jia, Brother Jia, Brother Jia, Jia Min Lailuo, guess who I am?"

"How can anyone say their names together when they ask someone, so what else do you ask?"

"People don't care! I can't guess from Brother Jia, Jia Min won't let go. ”

......

How many sweet and bitter memories came to my heart in an instant, Mo Wen burst into tears in an instant, sour nose, unconsciously clenched the little hand in front of him, and gently stroked it.

"Don't ask sir!

The girl's voice in his mind changed to panic and uneasiness, and he woke up Mo Wen, only to realize that the carriage had gone off the rails again, and he was only ten steps away from falling off the cliff.

Mo Wen pulled the rope in a hurry, and at the last moment, changed the direction of the carriage and turned back to the right road.

As soon as he got out of danger, Mo Wen took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and suppressed the agitated mood, now is not the time to think about this, thinking about this, only to make himself more painful.

Sensing that Ailing was still sticking to her back, Mo Wen reached out to pull away Ailing's embrace, in order to prevent her from being entangled again, Mo Wen made a special effort, and then, solemnly admonished: A beautiful lady should be educated, and she can't be so rude, casually climbing others.

"By the way, I have something to ask you. Didn't you say you were looking for something?Why do I think you are looking for someone to deal with the red-eyed demon ape now?" Mo Wen said coldly: "If this is really your attempt, then you should ask Gao Ming, I don't have that much ability." If you're worried about money, just inform Reyns' representative office in Shangri-La about it, let them know that a monster is there, and they'll take care of it. ”

"I ...... I'm really looking for something!" Ailing snorted, "It's just that I still owe some clues, but as long as I wait a few more days, before the full moon, I will definitely be able to find clues......"

"Oh, yes, don't take me for an idiot!" Mo asked, "The red-eyed demon apes who didn't even tell me what they were looking for, and there was no reason for them to appear here, batch after batch, and I began to wonder if it was necessary to maintain our contract?"

"The thing I'm looking for is called Obsidian, and as for those demon apes, I'm ...... I don't really know, well, they could be ......"

Finally talking about the key to the matter, Mo Wen was listening carefully, but Ailing seemed to find something, and exclaimed: "Mr. Mo Wen, I ...... We seem to be vacated now......"

What is called like, it is simply that.

Both of them are inattentive, and the consequence is that no one is driving, and the vicuña, whose intelligence is obviously low, does not seem to have a two-dimensional plane concept, and only knows how to rush forward in a straight line, and the result is very simple.

As the saying goes, there are only three things, and this time, Mo Wen didn't have time to guide the right direction.

In the midst of the exclamations, the two of them screamed, and the carriage rushed out of the cliff and fell straight down.

"Wow"

"Oh my God!

"Hiss"

Boom!

"Fuck, fuck, what a fucking ......"

Based on his good upbringing in the past, Mo Wen is not a person who likes to speak foul language, and as a poet, his speech and demeanor are even quite elegant.

However, now he is full of wretchedness, and he can't find any other way than to swear and vent his anger.

After the third deviation, they finally fell off the cliff, fortunately Mo Wen was agile, at the moment of falling off the cliff, he grabbed Ailing and the herb basket, flew up, and rushed back to the cliff.

Originally, if there was more time, maybe even the poor vicuña horse could be saved, but helplessly, Ailing desperately hugged the big burden he was carrying and refused to let go, so he delayed and lost the opportunity to save the horse.

The poor vicuña, together with the carriage, fell down the bottomless cliff, and only the mournful neighing of the horses could be heard, and in the sound of the hurried wind, it dragged on for a long time, and it was so miserable that it was broken for a long time.

Flying back to the cliff, Ailing looked pitiful and wanted to cry, and was sad for the horse to fall off the cliff.

Mo asked what to blame her, and besides, the person driving the car was herself, and if there was such a "traffic accident", how could she not put the blame on her.

However, if it is said that the matter has nothing to do with her, it seems that something is not quite right, since I met her, it is unimaginable that there have been so many troubles, and it is impossible for such negligence to happen before.

For a swordsman, a big mess is enough to kill him.

Maybe this girl will absorb the luck of the people around her, and cause her own luck and the misfortune of everyone else!

As a result, Mo Wen had nowhere to vent his frustration, so he had to keep scolding and swearing to vent his anger, if the red-eyed demon ape appeared in front of him at this time, he would definitely give him eight pieces without saying a word.

Without a scooter, Mo Wen was so angry that he was a little weak, and he didn't want to perform light skills, so the two walked slowly and returned to the hillside where the villagers were temporarily resting.

Thinking of Ailing's inflection, Mo Wen frowned slightly, based on his own intuition, he felt that the work entrusted by this girl was becoming more and more pure.

His temper is quite lazy and tired, although emotional, but it is big and melting, since the tragedy, after re-learning the sword art, he has developed a comfortable mind that is at ease with what happens, and smiles at everything. It is also because of this, so when he saw Ailing in the square and was moved by it, he didn't even ask about the content of the work, so he happily walked with him, and when he met the red-eyed demon ape, although he felt that the task was strange, he only asked a little bit, and then took it, and then he didn't care.

However, seeing that the situation is becoming more and more wrong, it is better to be clear in order to avoid getting involved in some serious incidents that get out of control.

The appearance of the red-eyed demon ape is of great significance, and it even involves the issue of the realm passage, if there is a natural passage through the human demon realm, it is discovered by people without management, and even falls into the hands of ambitious elements, it is very likely to cause a catastrophe.

However, this possibility is not high, the natural realm channel, involving the flow of earth qi, the transformation of the surrounding aura, can never suddenly appear, the more likely way is that someone, through some kind of lost ancient secret art, summoned the creatures living in the demon world.

Since the age of mythology, human beings have been at odds with the demons, and after the Kyushu War, the relationship between the two sides is even worse to the extreme, everything about the demons, in the world, is taboo, such as opening the realm channel, in the magician guild, it is absolutely forbidden.

If it's only a level like summoning, it's fine, but opening the realm passage belongs to the highest level of secret methods, if the opponent is really that level, it will be tricky.

From the past to the present, Mo Wen's dabbling in magic, superficial and ridiculous, although he also knows some excellent magicians, but he has never been exposed to related skills, as far as he is concerned, he is a martial artist, a sword user, it is really meaningless to spend time on magic, and therefore, when thinking that the enemy's background is a magician, Mo Wenden has a head and two big.

(It's really nerve-wracking!I knew earlier, I might as well leave it alone, stinky guy Hant's mess, why should I help collect it...... ）

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, Mo Wen muttered to himself, and decided to find an opportunity to ask Ailing clearly, so as not to curse and kill him as soon as he met when he was facing the enemy.

(I don't want to die...... No, I'm so kind, even if it's clear, I don't want to die...... ）

As he walked, Mo Wen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly thought that dinner had been settled.

In the bushes on the hillside ahead, a doe was grazing with her head down, leisurely and unaware that the danger was approaching.

(Luckily, looking at the color of this deer, you know that the meat quality must be good, and the volume is so large, even if everyone eats it together, it will be enough...... ）

Thinking like this in his mind, Mo Wen seemed to have smelled the delicacies after the barbecue, and he couldn't help but move his index finger. Waving his hand to signal to Ailing behind her, asking her to roll away, and then push the switch of the lightsaber, Mo Wen tiptoed, as if facing a big enemy, approach carefully.

Hunting deer with a lightsaber may sound like a bit of a fuss, but it's better than hunting deer empty-handed!

For some reason, Mo Wen always had a feeling that he was going to miss, but when he was sure that the doe would be hit with one blow, he dispelled all doubts.

(Is it too much...... No matter, deer, deer, deer, you are lucky today, you will be liberated, and you will be a good person in the next life!)

After silently praying, Mo Wen waved his lightsaber, let out a shout in his mouth, and rushed towards the doe.

"Whew, wow......"

"Don't ask sir!"

"Ahh

Naturally, the silver-haired man was assaulted, his center of gravity was unstable, he rolled to the ground, and kicked down Ailing, and the two fell into a pile, and the aftermath did not stop, only a scream was heard, and the two fell together like a ball of meat, rolling down the hill.

The doe stopped grazing, her round black eyes, and the eldest of them opened her eyes as she looked at the scene that made people laugh, and beside her, there was a fawn that had just learned to walk, learning from her mother's movements, and her eyes widened with curiosity.

"Wow......"

"Oh my God, why ......?"

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

Boom!

"His grandma's, his grandma's, it's really his grandma's ......"

If Mo Wen was just dissatisfied earlier, now he is undoubtedly an active volcano, with hot magma spewing all over his body, as long as someone touches it, it will explode immediately.

The collision to Ailing, not only knocked off dinner, the two were also entangled, rolling dozens of feet on the hillside, when it was finally stopped, Ailing was all over the body, unharmed, but Mo Wen was embarrassed to the extreme, the skin was broken and bleeding, and there were many abrasions, plus a few sword wounds.

Why is there a sword wound? When he rolled down the mountain, Mo Wen immediately held Ailing in his arms and protected him from harm, who knew that this stupid woman touched around and pushed the switch of the lightsaber, so frightened that Mo Wen's soul flew away, if it weren't for his quick eyes and hands, he dodged properly, and when the two of them rolled to the bottom of the hillside, Mo Wen had already been stabbed with seventeen or eighteen holes in his body, and became an ugly corpse with thousands of holes.

Things have reached such a point, and Mo Wen has a new understanding.

The danger of this girl lies not in the things she invented, but in herself, and all people, things, and things, in her hands, will become murderous weapons! With such talent, why don't you change careers? Don't be a creator, just change your career to become a killer, and ensure that even the old people in the mountains will come to poach them.

And the main cause of all the calamities was now smiling and talking with a few children, squatting together by the blazing campfire, staring at the grilled fish in the fire, swallowing spit, looking eagerly antilateral.

In the afternoon, Ailing was sad for a while for Mr. Ma to be smashed into a pulp, but when it was time for dinner, she immediately smiled again, from this point of view, I really have to admire this woman's forgetfulness.

"Full-featured super delicious and invincible chef Yashiro" fell off the cliff, Ailing's hand injury was not healed, and the dinner had to be cooked by Mo Wen himself, and the number of people who ate was really hard.

Because of the failure of the deer hunt, he was exhausted, and Mo Wen was not interested in spending any more time hunting, so he simply went directly to the mountain stream and caught a few fatty fish for dinner.

Unexpectedly, it doesn't match his sloppy appearance, Mo Wen's craftsmanship is comparable to that of a chef in a high-end restaurant, and he grills a few fish vividly.

After scraping the scales and removing the internal organs of the sturgeon, Mo Wen effortlessly picked several wild fruits and wild vegetables from the forest, minced and chopped them into a puree, stuffed them into the belly of the fish, and then placed them next to the campfire and roasted them over a large fire.

The sturgeon is fat, grows in the cold mountain stream all the year round, the fat is thick, the taste is even more delicious, Mo Wen and I don't know where to get the lemon, smeared on the outer layer, and the fat oil that bubbles out of the outside, sizzling, the aroma is even more smoky, see the others swallow the spittle, I can't wait to swallow the fish immediately.

"Is this big brother a great chef at Shangri-La?" several children chatted as they smelled the aroma of grilled fish. They grew up in the mountains, and they have never had the opportunity to see the scenery of the metropolis, so they naturally never imagined that the sturgeon that the villagers often eat can be so delicious.

"No, Mr. Mo is a knight, but if you want to be a chef, you must be a great chef!"

Ailing explained on the side, and then everyone looked up at Mo Wen with infinite reverence, admiring a man with such craftsmanship.

Don't ask, don't overdo it, lazy to answer.

He used to be well-dressed and well-fed, and he was familiar with the way of dietary changes, but he was promoted from a gluttony to a celebrity chef, which was a matter of the past year.

"Mr. Mo, can we eat?"

Staring at the fat sturgeon, Ailing couldn't help but make a heartfelt request.

Mo Wen had a gloomy expression and nodded wordlessly, he had a very bad appetite today, and a series of annoying things made him feel bad, and he could explode at any time.

"Thank you, sir, thank you. ”

Although she was in a hurry to bring the grilled fish to her mouth, Ailing did not forget the proper etiquette, and gave the grilled fish one by one to the salivating children, and then kept the next one, and then gave it to the rest of the injured people with limited mobility later, and finally caught a grilled fish, shouted "so hot, so hot", and sent the fish to the mouth and chewed it.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, I'm a little sorry for Mr. Sturgeon, but it's delicious. ”

With eating, they forget everything, this is the portrayal of everyone at this moment, only to see their eyes half-closed, a happy face, fully immersed in the delicious taste of grilled fish.

Mo Wen watched coldly, but he was a little puzzled about the role that Ailing played in this group. From the clues she knows, it seems that after the village was attacked by the demon ape, she asked Ailing to bring money and ask for help from the outside world, but this girl knew some things that other villagers didn't know, at least ...... She seemed to know the provenance of these demon apes......

"Hey, little ghosts, what does this stupid girl have to do with you? Is it your sister?"

"No, Sister Ailing is from out of town, and that day she came to our village and said that there would be monsters attacking, but those monsters appeared in the afternoon...... Sister Ailing helped us deal with the monsters, and then left us a secret weapon, saying that she was going to go out and find a helper who could destroy the monsters, and left the ......"

A girl named Xiaofang whispered, her eyes reddening.

"That day, when Sister Ailing first came to the village, the adults didn't believe her and refused to prepare, and if we had prepared, we wouldn't have ...... It won't be ......."

In the first attack of the red-eyed demon ape, this village, which had been quiet for many years, lost a quarter of its population, and several children's relatives were killed and injured that day, and now thinking of the terrible situation at that time, he didn't care about eating fish, and sobbed and sobbed.

"Don't ask sir!"

Ailing hurriedly stood up, took Mo Wen's hand, and pulled him out, until he walked dozens of feet away, and after making sure that his words would not be heard, he said dissatisfiedly: "You have gone too far! Those children have just passed away from their families, and talking like this will make them very sad." ”

"Oh, what about you, in my opinion, what you are doing is a kind of hypocrisy!"

"How do you say that......"

"Isn't it? You know the origin of these demon apes, but you have been mysterious, and you don't tell anything.

Hey, the appearance of these demon apes can't be related to you, or even because of you!"

Mo Wen sneered: "If that's the case, then what you, the perpetrator, are doing now, isn't hypocrisy?"

After listening to the children's words just now, Mo Wen felt more and more that things were wrong, there was a strong smell of conspiracy, which gradually fermented in this incident, and saying these words to Ailing was just an excuse to make trouble, and the real purpose was to say this sentence.

"Don't do it, don't do it, such a small pay, to do so many things, you are ready to ask another master!"

Standing up rudely, deliberately making a loud noise, Mo Wen clearly said that he was going to resign.

The sudden move frightened Ailing, who was still shocked by Mo Wen's accusation, and he didn't have time to react, so he lowered his head and begged in a low voice, "Please...... I really...... I really need Mr. Mo Wen, if it weren't for Mr. Mo Wen, those red-eyed demon apes, those villagers, I wouldn't ...... at all."

Rudely interrupting the girl's speech, Mo asked, "Are you worried about them? This is easy! The next time the demon ape appears again, as long as you lean over by yourself, the poor red-eyed demon ape will be all dead!"

"How do you say that?"

When Mo asked this, the girl was obviously very embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Why is Mr. Mo angry?

Ailing is a little unimaginable, isn't everything good?

Why did you suddenly lose your temper so much?

These days, being able to come here can be said to be all thanks to Mr. Mo Wen's help, if it weren't for Mr. Mo Wen, he would have been beaten into meat by the red-eyed demon ape at the beginning of leaving the city!

His strengths are in forging utensils, not fists and feet, although he can transform an excellent lightsaber, but there is no way to hold it up and fight the enemy, this is very clear to Ailing.

It is already my great luck to be able to meet a good person like Mr. Mo Wen!

However, for such a good knight, such a small commission is too low, and he has caused so much trouble to Mr. Mo Wen, and the things he makes are all defective products, and in his eyes, he must only be a big burden.

And if he is allowed to leave at this time, when the demon apes attack the village again, he may still have a way to escape, but these villagers and these children will definitely be killed by the demon apes, and it will all be his own fault.

"That...... Mr. Mo asked...... I know it's too little, and I'll be sure to pay you more when we get back......"

Ailing looked depressed, in this way, even she felt that it was not convincing, but she really didn't have half a dime on herself.

After searching her whole body, Ailing was very sad to find that she didn't have any valuables, she was not a noble lady, how could she carry so much jewelry with her.

When the little hand touched the hair, Ailing suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Mo asked......

Ailing whispered: "My headband is made of Glomy fine gold, and if you take it to a special store and sell it, you can exchange it for more than 100 gold coins, but for some reasons, I can't give it to you until the matter is done, what do you think?"

Ailing said while pointing to the golden hoop in the hair, so that Mo Wen could see it clearly, and at the same time peeked at Mo Wen's reaction.

(Gromy Gold...... Something really wasn't right...... ）

Mo Wen groaned. In the Demon Dao world, Glomy Pure Gold is a very valuable metal, specially used to cast magic weapons, with a certain miraculous effect, plus Ailing said that it is a special store, which means that this headband is not simple, it is likely to be some kind of magic weapon or something.

However, now Mo Wen has no time to think of these things, and when Ailing said that he wanted to let the hoop go, the expression on his face was very sad.

Is it grief?

It's not quite like it, when he saw this expression, after the silver hair, Mo Wen was stunned, this kind of expression, he seems to have seen it, where has he seen it......