"Damn!" Mo Zifan's face turned black and burst out with a foul mouth, looking at this scene dumbfounded, is he so terrible? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just then there was a shrill taunt.

"Tuberculosis ghosts are standing, who wants you to come to the center?"

At this time, a sturdy fat man walked slowly from the front of the village, with a look of disgust, and did not dare to approach more than ten meters away, and asked viciously.

"Dead fatty, we are also from Ermo Villa, why can't we go in?" Mo Zifan couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and as soon as he was excited, there was a series of coughs.

The villagers of Ermo Villa are all tall and powerful, and children of six or seven years old can lift forty or fifty pounds of heavy objects.

This fat man's name is Mo Hu, he is the son of the village chief, and he has awakened part of the power of his bloodline, but he is not good-looking, and his heart is not good, he is simply a rich and unkind person, the dead fat man in front of him is the same age as Zifan, and his height is already close to one meter seven, and he looks like a big meat bun.

is usually arrogant and domineering, and often sneers at Mo Zifan, but he never dares to approach Mo Zifan, for fear of being infected, which saves Mo Zifan a lot of trouble, otherwise Mo Zifan's bean sprouts would have been whining and mourning.

"Hmph, you two leprosy ghosts, hurry back to the periphery, if you get closer to the core area, don't blame me for being polite!" Mo Hu looked disgusted like a fly.

"I'll you..." Mo Zifan was about to smoke angrily, and before he could scold, he saw Grandpa Mo's voice flickering.

With a snap, five red finger prints appeared on Mo Hu's face, and suddenly turned into a pig's head, Mo Zifan didn't see how the old man did it at all, but only saw a phantom.

Seeing this scene, his mouth became a big O-word, and he had the impression that the old man was just a sick old man, and at this time it seemed that he had opened a plug-in, full of domineering.

"This slap teaches your father how to respect the old and love the young!" Grandpa Mo snorted coldly and stood in place again, as if he hadn't moved before.

"Shapeshifting? Bolt can't catch up with this speed. ”

Mo Zifan was completely stunned, his mouth began to drool, and stars appeared in his eyes, this scene was too shocking, just like a beggar who suddenly became a rich man.

He sighed in his heart: "Could it be that the old man is also a blood soul warrior?"

"Old ghost, you dare to beat me, you fools do it!" Mo Hu stroked his face, with a vicious expression, and viciously scolded the two guards behind him.

"Young Master, he is Master Mo, we..."The guard didn't dare to make a move, and explained on the side.

"Waste, a bunch of waste, bird feather Mo Shi. Hearing the guard's submissive appearance, Mo Hu was about to explode, reflexively kicked the two guards to the ground.

Grandpa Mo frowned and was about to make a move, but at this time, an obese figure appeared from a distance, and his voice appeared without seeing him, showing a speed that did not match his body.

"Haha, why should Mo Lao be angry with a child?" The fat body blocked in front of Mo Hu, and the two-meter-tall fat man suddenly appeared, and a huge force of qi and blood rushed to his face, like a giant beast in the wilderness, and his breath was fleeting.

This big fat man is Mo San, the village chief of Ermo Villa, and the two fat men are simply carved out of the same mold, but the size is different.

Mo Zifan observed this Mo San Fat, although everything seemed to be harmonious, with the ability to observe words and colors cultivated by his workplace experience in his previous life, this big fat man gave Mo Zifan the feeling of two words 'hypocrisy'.

"Father, this old ruffle is beating me!" Mo Hu said aggrievedly with his face in his hands, his eyes had begun to fog.

Mo Zifan sighed in his heart, the big fat man is the village chief, he beat the small one, the big one will definitely take revenge, he was a little anxious for the old man, and began to plan the retreat route, his own bean sprouts can't stand the toss.

But the next scene made Mo Zifan's eyes almost fall out.

"Shut up! Mo San roared angrily at Mo Hu.

Then he turned around and resumed his smile, as if he was playing with his face, and smiled at the old man: "Why should Mo Lao have trouble with children." ”

"Mo San came here today, mainly to ask for a hundred-year-old Bu Yuan grass for my eldest grandson!" Grandpa Mo said.

Mo Zifan's heart moved, he actually came for himself, what is this Bu Yuancao?

Mo San smiled, frowned, and said, "Master Mo, this Bu Yuan Grass is there, but it is used as a clan reward, and you also know that this is a three-grade spirit grass." ”

"I just want one. Grandpa Mo said coldly.

Fan Chen thought to himself, when did the old man become so bullish, in his memory, he was a good old man who was quiet, but the other party was the leader of the villa.

"Alas, Mo Lao, you know the situation of the villa, I don't know how many lives have been sacrificed for these spirit grasses, and the three-grade Bu Yuancao is the prize of the first place in the clan, and the good steel has to be used on the blade!" Mo San glanced at Mo Zifan mockingly, and almost didn't say, how can this thing be eaten by waste.

Mo Zifan saw all this from beginning to end, this fat pig was simply deliberate, and what he saw on his fat cheeks was a look that was more unbearable than that of the villagers.

was ridiculed and ridiculed repeatedly, even the clay man had three points of anger, Mo Zifan snorted coldly: "Village Chief Mo, you don't need to be coy, I have written down today's events!

"Hmph, just you, let's think about how to survive first! There is a kind of moon clan than the above, see that I don't beat you and don't even know your father. Mo Hu sneered, his nostrils were almost facing the sky, and he squinted at Mo Zifan, his eyes full of viciousness.

And Mo San put away his smile and glanced at Mo Zifan, Mo Zifan felt as if he was glared at by a tiger in the zoo, and his scalp suddenly tingled.

But this aroused his stubborn temper, and he was not to be outdone to meet Mo San's eyes, and said: "Village Chief Mo, there is a way to be in Hedong for thirty years, and Hexi for thirty years, young men can't be bullied, and white beards can't be negative!"

Before the crossing, Mo Zifan would never be so impulsive, the Mo San in front of him was like the previous design manager, if he had definitely bowed his head and admitted his mistakes before, he swore to accept the teachings of the leader humbly.

But this is not a society governed by the rule of law, everything is based on peaceful coexistence and harmony;

It's about the jungle, respecting strength, humility and forbearance, which will only make you die faster.

At this time, he is a third-level cripple, whether he can live tomorrow is still a question, it is better to die late than to die early, if he dies.

After speaking, I suddenly felt that my whole body was transparent, and this forced pretend, one word is "cool!".

But Mo San's eyes changed slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, such words came out of Mo Zifan's mouth, which made him feel heavy for a moment, perseverance and consciousness are the necessary habits of people with great wisdom and bravery.

"Okay, a good sentence A young man can't be bullied, and a white beard can't be negative! A man should be determined to be in the world, and he is worthy of being my grandson Mo Donglin, haha... Let's go. But Grandpa Mo was upright, swept away decadence, and the old face smiled with relief, with a few more incomprehensible thoughts in his eyes.

Grandpa Mo swept away the decadence, and happily took the two back home, and just approached the wooden house when a sound of surprise came.

"Grandpa Mo, eldest brother, little sister, I've been looking for you for a long time! But I'm worried about killing me!" A sturdy young man with a tiger head and a tiger brain walked quickly, one meter seven tall, the young man was wearing a deerskin jacket, straddling a woodcutter, holding a curved bow, and holding a few feather arrows on his back, he was running towards the three of them excitedly, but he also had a fierce aura at a young age.

This is Mo Zifan's second brother Mo Zilong, who has just returned home from hunting.

"Second brother, have you caught the finch?"

Seeing the sturdy young man, Mo Lao was smiling on his old face, and Mo Zifan was scrutinizing.

And what about the boy Zifeng! Ask him if he caught the finch!

Sweat... Sure enough, it's a child.

"Haha! Definitely!" Mo Zilong smiled heartily and nodded, and suddenly Mo Zifeng's little face smiled.

"Long'er, you're not injured, are you, come and let me see!" Grandpa Mo hurriedly checked Mo Zilong's body up and down.

"Grandpa Mo, I'm OK, everything is in order!" he said and waved his fists and kicks a few times, and said with a big grin.

"Okay, it's okay!"

"Big brother!" Mo Zilong came to Mo Zifan's side, took the initiative to push the wooden wheelchair, and walked towards the door of the house.

Looking at this warm scene, isn't this what I have always wanted in my previous life? It may be the influence of the soul remnants of the original owner of the body, Mo Zifan does not have so much resistance to the 'family', and the ghost makes the gods acquiesce to something.

Mo Zifan admires the second brother and the little sister in front of him, and these two little ghosts support this small family, one outside the main and the other inside.

Take this wooden wheelchair, which is the second brother in front of me, and it took him three months to help him build it.

If a child of this age in the 21st century is still spoiled in the arms of his parents.

"Second brother, it's hard work!" Mo Zifan said for the first time.

"Look at what you said, big brother, we are a family, you hurt my weak heart like this!" Mo Zilong pretended to be heartbroken, holding his heart in his hands.

Hearing the second brother say this, Mo Zifan was a little uncomfortable, but his heart was warm, he knew that he couldn't figure it out, was this the reaction of the unlucky ghost, or if he began to be assimilated.

Think about yourself in the 21st century, you are alone, you are working overtime every day, there is no car, no ticket, no horse and no house, you are simply poor and out of stock, you are taken by the leader every day, you work overtime for free every day, you are urged by customers to ask for drawings and samples every day, and you only have a moment to watch island action movies in the early hours of the morning. Sometimes when you get busy, you don't even have time to go to the toilet and drink water, and the whole world is just a bunch of data and a bunch of lines except for connectors.

It's simply a lack of calcium since childhood, a lack of love when I grow up, and suddenly someone loves me, which feels real!

After seeing Grandpa Mo's martial arts, his heart began to change.

"Alas, I can't go back anyway, I will live in a collective dormitory for twelve people when I go back, Shenzhen is under so much pressure, and it is enough to buy a square meter of space without eating or drinking for a year!" Thinking of this, the crack in Mo Zifan's heart became a little bigger.

Mo Zifan is like this, when he finds that things can't be done, he will try to adapt.

But thinking of the culprit who let him cross, he was suddenly angry, and he wished that he was in Chang'an City now, but the reality was cruel, and the dream of saving the Tang Dynasty beauty in his heart was shattered like this.

Gritted his teeth and said: "Damn the public account, it actually deceived me." ”

Didi!

At this moment, suddenly there was a mechanical sound in my head.

Mo Zifan: Terran

Physique: Mortal garbage

Fine: 0.1 (Qi and blood content value)

Qi: 0.01 (Spiritual Power Content)

God: 2 (Soul Content)

Ability: None

Reward and punishment: cross-plane smuggling (deducting 40 years, 3 months and 10 days of longevity)

Lifespan: 10 days

"Nani?" Mo Zifan didn't know what was going on, only heard that he had 10 days left to live.

"Drop! ”

"Main quest: Find the Demon Cave and become the Cave Master. ”

"System prompt: Complete the main quest to reward the host with 30 days of life, and if the quest fails, it will die immediately. ”

The mechanical sound of the system came to an abrupt end.

And then... And then it's gone.

"Damn, what's the situation, play with me?" Mo Zifan let out a sad cry.

The morning sun is shining, and everything is full of vitality.

The morning sun is infinitely good, but it is difficult to protect a small life!