PS: Although it is said to be delayed, the time is getting tighter and tighter, and I am sorry that it has been so long before I know it.

ps: And we're ready to pinch people.,Yuanzi Juku can't just be just a few people, right? The next update will have to wait for us to graduate, so let's talk about it in advance. Anyway, we all think this chapter is a bit upside down, but after thinking about it, I still came out to brush up on the sense of existence (laughs).

In the house, Mo Jun sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, and Fuzhu sat next to him, reluctantly reluctantly releasing Mo Jun's right hand shaped like a pig's trotter, while on the other side, Jing Le was tearing off his tattered death overlord suit with an angry face.

The previous experiment failed magnificently, and the spiritual pressure group that had been controlled and compressed by Mo Jun burst out when it was released. The burst of spiritual pressure at that moment instantly interfered with the release of spiritual pressure in Mo Jun's hand, directly blocking the spiritual pressure in his hand, and under the internal and external bombardment, Mo Jun's right hand swollen into a qualified pig's trotter like a balloon. And the spiritual pressure still went out, drawing a sleek curved trajectory in the air, achieving the standard Brownian motion, and then gorgeously shot the side of Jingle who had not had time to gloat, although the person was not injured, but the clean death suit was also reimbursed without suspense......

Mo Jun directly ignored Jing Le's strong resentment on the side, and just looked at his right hand with a curious expression, to be precise, the reply that shrouded his hand. His sleeve was shattered in half from the previous spiritual impact, revealing his white forearm, which was connected to his red and swollen right hand like a pig's trotter, with a clear sense of joy. And the effectiveness of that Hui Dao surprised Mo Jun a little, his right hand recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye under the treatment of Hui Dao, and it didn't take long to return to its original whiteness.

Mo Jun clenched his fists, didn't feel the slightest discomfort of injury, and asked with some curiosity: "This is the way back, it feels very interesting, how about handing it over to me?"

"Not really. Ukitake thought for a while, and then said: "But this thing is not something that everyone can learn, I'm just a beginner and can't teach you, if you're interested, go directly to Mr. Kirin Temple, it's the captain of the fourth team." ”

"Captain of the Fourth Team, is that uncle who is a waste wood with a cloak and a flowing breath, and doesn't look like a good person?" Mo Jun thought for a while, and asked Ukitake with an expression of "Why are you kidding me".

"Poof~ Haha, you think so too, it really doesn't look reliable, I have a feeling of hair after staying with him for a long time. Hearing this, Jingle immediately leaned over and patted Mo Jun on the shoulder and shouted, feeling like a hero had seen the same thing.

"Well, although I feel rude for you to say that, I really don't want to refute it. Ukitake scratched his face helplessly, and then said: "But Mr. Kirinji is indeed a very capable person, although it looks terrible, but he is indeed a very reliable person, it is absolutely right to ask him about the Hui Dao, after all, he is the one who created the Hui Dao." ”

"That's right. Mo Jun showed a touch of "surprise" on his face, after all, it was not good to tell them directly that he had known these things through comics before, so he had to be surprised when he should be surprised.

Mo Jun is indeed interested in returning to Dao, but it seems that it is better to keep a low profile with his unfamiliar situation now. After all, he is now under the supervision of the bigwigs of the Corpse Soul Realm, and the ghosts and gods are all exclusive to the Corpse Soul Realm, in case his behavior accidentally stimulates the nerves of a certain boss, then he will be 100% tragic. Wouldn't it be terrible that she didn't even get a girl to soak in it and died like this?

Jingle on the side saw Mo Jun frowning and thinking, and couldn't help but say: "Why are you thinking so much now, you haven't even learned the ghost way well and want to go back, and you're not afraid of being greedy and chewing too much?"

Mo Jun: "()~→"

Jingle: "...... Tell me clearly what your 'I can't imagine this idiot can say such a thing' look on your face. ”

Mo Jun: "(⊙o⊙)!"

"Soul Fade! Sure enough, I don't like you no matter what, Soul Fade! Your 'actually being seen by this idiot' expression is very unsatisfactory no matter how you look at it, you know?" Jingle roared with a frenzied expression.

Mo Jun waved his hand a little impatiently and said: "Well, you will lose if this kind of trivial matter is serious, but it is rare that you can say such a thing, I really shouldn't be too ambitious now, and the matter of returning to the road should indeed be pushed back." Mo Jun looked out the window and thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Jingle and the two with a serious face, and said slowly in a calm tone: "I am more concerned about another problem than these now. ”

Seeing Mo Jun's serious expression, the two glanced at each other, and couldn't help but become serious, Fuzhu opened his mouth and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Aren't you hungry?" said Mo Jun dryly.

"Huh. The two of them didn't react a little.

"Tsk, don't you understand? I mean I'm hungry, isn't it time to eat?" Mo Jun exclaimed impatiently. As soon as the words fell, Mo Jun's stomach made a very cooperative sound of "coo~".

Jing Le and Fu Zhu on the side looked at Mo Jun in front of them and couldn't help but be messy in the gust of wind, Jing Le roared directly: "I must be stupid to believe that you can say anything serious with this soul!"

"It's like you've been smart. Mo Jun sneered unceremoniously. Jing Le couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and screamed and rushed over to fight with Mo Jun. The battle expanded quickly, and after a few rolls, the floating bamboo that was pulling the frame was unfortunately swept in.

After a scuffle of chickens flying and dogs jumping, the three of them lay panting on the tatami mats. The three of them glanced at each other, and after seeing each other's embarrassed appearance, they all pointed at each other and laughed, and the barrier of the "outsiders" surrounding Mo Jun in such laughter was also quietly broken, which is a good thing for Mo Jun, who has nothing to worry about and wants to integrate into this world.

After laughing, the three of them tidied up their clothes a little and walked out together. Walking outside the door, Mo Jun moved his body and turned his head and asked, "Where are we going to eat?"

Jingle said with a smile on his face: "Although I don't know what kind of cafeteria you said is, we all go to the tavern, and we can secretly drink some wine." ”

"Drinking?" Mo Jun's eyes lit up instantly, and he grabbed Jingle's shoulders and asked impatiently: "Why didn't you say it earlier, where is the tavern?"

Jingle broke free from Mo Jun's embrace, he didn't expect Mo Jun's reaction to be so big, but it seems that he should be a good drinking friend. Jing Le pushed Mo Jun away, put his index finger in front of his mouth and whispered: "Don't make a noise, the old man doesn't know about this, but he doesn't approve of us drinking." ”

Mo Jun nodded hurriedly, and the three of them jumped out of the smoke, and after turning around, they found an ordinary-looking tavern. At this time, the Jingling Court looked very old, although the streets were clean but a little dilapidated, everything seemed monotonous and empty, even there were few people, and it was obvious that it had not yet developed. There are no facilities similar to street lamps on the road, but it doesn't look gloomy, because the stars and the moon are very powerful, so the road is also glowing with a faint silver glow, which is very natural and quiet, and there is a sense of "the courtyard is like stagnant water and empty light". Such a natural and fresh night even surpassed the deep forest ancient land that Mo Jun had entered during his training before, Mo Jun suddenly laughed at himself, maybe his previous self didn't think about these feelings at all.

Mo Jun shook his head and retracted his thoughts, looked at Jing Le who was waving impatiently in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, and quickly followed.