Surrounded by his classmates, Mo Yun ran out of the classroom and walked towards Zi Ling's house in the faculty building. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the campus is filled with a cheerful atmosphere after school.

The classmates were carrying school bags, and you chased me and ran outside the school gate.

Mo Yun came to the door of Zi Ling's house in the teaching building, and when he saw that the door was empty, he lay down at the door and shouted Zi Ling twice, but he didn't hear anyone answer, because he was afraid of bumping into her mother, it was not good to enter the room without permission, and guessed that she might be on her way home, so he stood in the corridor and waited for her.

It didn't take long for the whole school to disappear outside the school gate, leaving only the huge playground and school building.

Perhaps, she won't be back here.

Mo Yun saw that he couldn't wait for Zi Ling, so he turned around and walked towards the school gate, but suddenly heard Zi Ling's sneering laughter behind him, and hurriedly turned around, but was shot in the face by a stream of water arrows.

The water arrow was the thickness of the thumb, and it was extremely icy, knocking Mo Yun's face out of small water vortices.

"Ahh

Mo Yun was full of excitement and exclaimed.

On a hot day, the pores of the whole body opened wide, and they were suddenly hit by a stream of ice water, which was really unbearable.

The ink cloud flashed to the side, but the water arrow followed like a shadow.

"Giggle, cluck......" Zi Ling's happy laughter was mixed with the sound of sighing water.

Moyun dodged and hid in a doorway.

The white corner of the wall immediately blocked the arrows that shot in.

"Ghost girl, you ...... What are you doing?" Mo Yun asked angrily, burying his head in the corner of the cramped wall.

"Don't you want me to know you? I'll let you know me first, let you know how good I am, and see if you dare to bully people in the future?" Zi Ling chuckled.

When Mo Yun took the water arrow to stop, he poked his head out to take a look, and quickly retracted back into the corner.

He saw that Zi Ling was holding a water gun as long as her height in her hand, dripping strings of water droplets.

This ghost girl actually used this method to take revenge on people.

"Ghost girl, can you be honest. Mo Yun said in a loud voice, "Ghost girl, can you be gentle, you are a girl." ”

"Well, don't be a shrunken turtle, come out, I'll be gentle. Zi Ling smiled.

Mo Yun said: "I'm out, you can't spray me anymore." As he spoke, he poked his head out, but saw Zi Ling tiptoeing towards the corner of the wall where he was hiding.

Mo Yun hurriedly retracted his head back to the corner of the wall, thinking that he couldn't wait for her to attack here, and wanted to leave here immediately, and was about to turn around and run to the far side of the corridor, when he heard a boy downstairs yelling in a childish and angry voice: "Hey, what are you doing upstairs, pee?" looked down, and saw a clear stream sliding down the wall to the wooden floor, dripping down the floor and leaking down the floor.

When Zi Ling heard someone scolding downstairs, his hands and feet immediately froze, and two red glows floated on his face.

Mo Yun hurriedly ran out of the door and ran in the opposite direction of Zi Ling.

Seeing this, Zi Ling hurriedly raised his feet to chase after him, shooting the water arrow behind Mo Yun.

Mo Yunshi changed the route from left to right, looked at the school gate from afar, ran for a while, heard a tom sound behind him, it was estimated that the water bullet in her bamboo gun was shot out, and the bamboo plug hit the bottom of the bamboo tube directly, and couldn't help slowing down, looking back, unexpectedly, the ghost girl threw the water gun, rushed behind him at a gallop, stretched out her orchid finger to grab his ear, and screamed: "See if I don't tear your ears today." ”

Mo Yun's ear, which had been twisted by her, immediately revived, and she felt a faint pain, and hurriedly pulled out her legs and walked outside the school gate.

The two of them were about to run out of the school gate, but they heard a girl on the playground shouting: "Ziling, what are you doing, come back quickly." Listening to that voice, it was Zi Ling's sister Huang Ling.

When Zi Ling heard this voice, he hesitated, and his forward speed immediately slowed down.

Mo Yun took the opportunity to jump outside the school gate in one step, and ran forty or fifty meters at a trot, before he turned around to look at each other, and saw Zi Ling holding the school gate with his hand, leaning out half of his body, and chuckled: "Mo Yun, you are lucky today, otherwise you look good." ”

Mo Yun's front chest and back were wet with cold water arrows, looking at Zi Ling's triumphant appearance, he said in his heart, this ghost girl obviously looks like a lady, but how can she look like a boy, she always likes to be a whole person, and secretly thought that although the purple spirit in front of her is similar to the purple spirit in the past, she has no sense of familiarity with herself, but like a familiar stranger.

At the thought of this, he shook his head helplessly, turned and walked towards the way home.

Walking to the street where his house was located, Mo Yun saw through the open courtyard door that there were four or five square tables in the courtyard, and there were about a dozen people sitting around each square table.

In the past few years, Mo Yun's parents have relied on their honesty and ability, kindness, and more and more business, so that the two have to hire workers to help at home, so the family is often overcrowded, and there are several tables when the meal is opened.

Those helpers drank and guessed on the table, shouting and drinking, making the house noisy and restless.

There are also some relatives who often find opportunities to eat and drink, and say some insincere compliments.

Mo Yun's parents thought it was lively and popular at first, but after a long time, they were a little unbearable.

In the past, it took a bag of rice to eat at home for a month or two, but now it bottoms out in a day or two, not to mention the big expenses, and people are exhausted.

Mo Yun's mother complained that her husband Mo Benming was too soft and glutinous and too easy to talk, and asked him to change to a human way.

Mo Benming said that he was a businessman, and he wanted to make money in harmony, so that no one would carry the pile in the future.

For this reason, the husband and wife often argued, and the smell of gunpowder was full.

Mo Yun saw these in his eyes, but he didn't take them to heart, neither disgusted nor liking.

He knew that although Shenwu Planet was an otherworldly planet, it was a mundane world like the earth, and it was difficult for everyone, especially those living at the bottom of society, to get rid of that invisible network of relationships and human feelings, and it was difficult not to be controlled by it.

However, Mo Yun really didn't want to be like his parents, twisting and struggling in that net every day, and dealing with those trivial things endlessly.

Ever since he discovered that Shenwu was in charge of everything on this planet, he had regarded the cultivation of Shenwu as the only way for him to change his current situation.

In order to adapt to the disturbing noise at home, Mo Yun stood outside the courtyard gate for a while.

A cool breeze swept in, and Mo Yun's body was soaked by Zi Ling's water gun, and he suddenly felt a cold air rising from the soles of his feet, burrowing into his nostrils, and he couldn't help but shiver.

It seems that this wet clothes should be changed immediately, lest this damn body have any other problems.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun stomped his feet and walked into the courtyard.

Two sharp-eyed helpers saw him and said with a smile on their faces: "Ah, the young master of the Mo family is back." ”

I don't know when, everyone's name for him has changed from Xiaoyun to young master.

Mo Yun didn't pay attention to this, smiled indifferently on his face, and still walked towards the house without squinting.

Someone chewed meat in his mouth and exclaimed, "What a talent!"

Someone snorted wine and said, "Young Master Mo has a good complexion." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Yun's face immediately froze.

He knew that his body was emptied by the Soul Yuan Yin Poison, thin as paper, and he was shivering by the cold wind just now, and his complexion must not be much better, and he felt that this person was scolding him when he said such things.

He frowned, snorted softly in his nose, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Cuizhu heard everyone shouting Mo Yun, ran out of the kitchen, and saw that his clothes were soaked, and said in astonishment: "Yun'er, what are you...... Did you fall into the water?"

Mo Yun said no, so he walked straight into the house, found a clean set of clothes to change into, and went to the kitchen on the first floor to pick up a few large bowls of rice, and then went up to the attic alone, and lay down in the bed to sleep.

When the skylight above his head gradually revealed the starlight and everyone in the courtyard dispersed, he sat up with great energy, climbed from the skylight to the roof, sat down cross-legged against the starlight, and began to practice the art of knowing the gods.