Chapter Twenty-Three: Return to the Mansion
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Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, after April was scattered from the fingertips, quietly transitioned to May, the sun began to get hotter and hotter, and a few strong men who helped Mo Dongshan move moved the valuable solid wood wardrobe to the big cart, and they were already sweating profusely.
Mo Bai, who had been flying in the sky for a long time, saw this scene from afar, and then remembered that he heard his parents talking about moving two days ago, and he groaned a little and fell down lightly.
Now, he has long been accustomed to the feeling of flying in the air, and after overcoming the initial fear of heights, he is also fearless, and can fly freely and freely in the sky.
Not only that, but even his sixth sense seems to be changing day by day in the process of continuous flight training.
Mo Bai has a feeling that at this moment, his sixth sense is far stronger than the fighting soul test period more than half a month ago, at least more than three percent, and he is more and more handy in using it.
When he saw a little boy in a brand new blue suit flying in the sky, and several big Handens who were carrying some other wooden suitcases, he was dumbfounded.
"Brother Dongshan, your baby, can you really go to heaven?"
Putting a large wooden box on the wardrobe, a bearded man wiped the sweat on his forehead with a cloth, and said in surprise to Mo Dongshan, who was smiling on his face.
"Two days ago, I did hear from your neighbor that Xiaobai, this kid is always flying in the sky these days, and we will be suspicious, but we can't imagine that it is true. ”
The other big man also looked at Mo Bai who was slowly landing like a monster.
"This ...... So, Xiaobai, he has become a real fighter?"
The person in charge of binding the salute couldn't help but stop moving.
"Dad, I'll help. ”
After greeting a few uncles in a friendly manner, Mo Bai grinned, and then his heart moved, and his sixth sense suddenly poured out, acting on the car of furniture, and then everyone was shocked to see that all the furniture was strangely suspended, even the solid wood wardrobe weighing more than two hundred catties was no exception.
A few days earlier, Mo Bai tried to use his sixth sense to lift a five-meter-high boulder over the mountain, and he was easy and easy. The sum of a few here is only two or three hundred large pieces of furniture, which is naturally not worth mentioning.
Picking up the furniture, Mo Bai rose to the sky again and flew slowly in the direction of the ancestral house, leaving a group of people here dumbfounded with their heads tilted up.
In fact, it was only three miles away, and it was only a few steps away from flying out, and my eyes were locked on the quaint and atmospheric house in the center of the village, surrounded by large pieces of furniture, and slowly landed.
The center of the village is not as deserted as the edge of the adobe house where Mo Bai used to live, where many villagers are active, and there are many women washing vegetables and rice by the pond not far away.
Seeing Mo Bai suddenly descend like a god descending from the earth, and finally being covered by the high walls of the mansion, everyone who saw this scene was boiling.
"Oh my God, Fighter?"
can fly in the sky, either a god or a fighter, no matter which is a legendary existence in the eyes of ordinary people.
"That's the baby of the Dongshan family!"
Someone shouted, recognizing Mo Bai's identity.
"Is it the little genius who was admitted to Jiedeng Academy!?"
"Before you go to the academy, you've become a real fighter?"
"The children of the Dongshan family, it's amazing......"
......
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Mo Bai showed his flying skills for the first time in front of the public, although he himself had long been accustomed to it, but he didn't know that he was almost a god-like existence in the eyes of the villagers.
Including his third grandfather, who had been waiting in the ancestral house for a long time.
"Deqing, your nephew ...... him"
The fat village chief was also on the side, he heard that Mo Dongshan's family was going to move back to the old house, so he came to join in the fun, and by the way, to see if there was anything that needed help.
Unexpectedly, he was sitting at the entrance of the ancestral hall with Mo Dongshan's third uncle Mo Deqing chatting, and when they brought the furniture over, they saw Mo Bai, who looked like a little god, actually falling from the sky with a large piece of furniture, and stood up in shock.
"Third grandfather, village chief. ”
Landing in the spacious courtyard with furniture, Mo Bai stepped forward to say hello respectfully, smiling innocently and shyly.
"Xiaobai, you, you ......"
Mo Deqing's eyes widened wider than the copper bell, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence in shock.
"It's nothing, it's just a little bit of getting started with the textbooks at the academy. ”
Knowing that the other party was referring to the fact that he could fly, Mo Bai scratched his head, but he didn't think it was a big deal.
After all, being able to use your sixth sense is just the beginning of a fighter's journey.
The fat village chief and Mo Deqing didn't see it that way.
In the eyes of ordinary people like them, those who can fly are all big people who can fly through the sky, and seeing that it has only been half a month, Mo Bai has been able to compete with the real fighter, and he no longer dares to treat him as an eight-year-old child.
The fat village chief still had an indelible horror in his eyes, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice to Mo Deqing on the side: "Deqing, your family, there is a great big man......"
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I have to say that the ancestral house of the old Mo family, in terms of scale alone, is indeed second to none in Tingfeng Village.
The area of two acres of land is converted to more than 1,300 square meters, except for the more than 300 square meters of the front and back yards, and the remaining more than 1,000 square meters are covered with three buildings, all of which are four stories high, and they are all rebuilt and newly built when Mo Dongshan's father is still alive, and the decoration and style are not left behind, magnificent atmosphere.
In the past, Mo Dongshan's grandfather was also a well-known wealthy businessman in the town, but unfortunately he was only rich for three generations, and when he reached Mo Dongshan's generation, he had already abandoned his ancestral business, and he was accidentally disabled more than ten years ago.
But there is no doubt that the industry left by Mo Dongshan's parents is definitely something that ordinary people can't earn after working hard for several lifetimes.
After moving to the mansion, Mo Bai has his own independent room, spacious and bright, and very well decorated, jade floors, crystal chandeliers, soft round beds and gorgeous wool carpets, and even supporting bathrooms, all of which are luxurious.
For such a big house, it is inevitable to find a nanny to take care of it, for this reason, Mo Deqing specially took the initiative to go to the big city, spent more than 500,000 yuan, and bought ten strong men and female slaves from the slave market.
Mo Dongshan didn't want to owe the third uncle a favor, and finally insisted on delivering 500,000 yuan, and spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy some furniture, and the only remaining property of more than one million yuan in his hand suddenly shrank wildly.
However, he was not distressed at all, and he was happy to spend as much as he could to take back his ancestral home.
After everything was taken care of, Mo Bai slammed himself on the big bed, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: "The location is good, the house is built and magnanimous, no wonder some people are willing to spend 100,000 yuan a year to rent this house, this is the style of a rich man......"