"The dog is back!" Diaphragm

The villagers were far away when they saw Mo Chuan leading the dog towards the village.

It's not a big village, but it was a sensation when it landed.

Someone came up to pick them up;

Someone turned around and went back to give the good news;

There are also children who don't know why they run back and forth, watching the adults rejoice, and they also grinning silly.

There was a jubilant scene everywhere, except for the second girl who was chained to the yard.

When she heard her brother return, she subconsciously looked at her parents with a look of horror on her face. Diaphragm

It's just that at this time, everyone's attention is on the dog, and no one notices her as if she were a dog.

Before the dog entered the hospital, he was grabbed in the arms of his parents, knelt outside the hospital, and cried.

A handful of snot and a handful of tears told about grievances.

What, "Where did you die?" "If you leave, let my mother live young!" "God open your eyes!"

The hoarse cry is sad for those who hear it, and weep for those who see it.

I don't know how long it took to gradually restrain my emotions under the comfort of my neighbors.

The father, who was over forty years old, brought a dustpan from the courtyard, handed it to Mo Chuan, and thanked him: "The family is unfortunate, thanks to the rescue of the immortal chief, a little country stuff is not worth anything, and I hope the immortal chief will not dislike it." Diaphragm

When I looked around, I saw a few eggs, a few flatbreads, a jar of pickled duck eggs, and a few strings of copper in the dustpan.

Mo Chuan didn't take anything, he pointed to the second girl who was still tied to the yard and said, "This girl has a relationship with the poor road, so it's better to let her go with the poor road!" The rich and the rich don't have it, and the poor Dao guarantees that she has a stutter."

Lao Guo was stunned and stammered: "Immortal Chief, I, my girl has been raised for seven or eight years, and I am almost twelve or thirteen years old......

When Mo Chuan heard this, the subtext immediately understood, and then he reached into his sleeve and took out two copper coins and put them on the dustpan: "This girl is black, and if she doesn't follow the poor road, I'm afraid she won't live for two years."

Lao Guo looked at the two hanging coins on the dustpan, his old face suddenly turned red, and he said, "It's her blessing that Erya can follow the immortal chief, then, then there will be Lao Xianchang."

"You're welcome!"

Mo Chuan waved his hand, walked up to Erya, casually ripped off the rope tied to her, and said, "Kowtow to my father and mother four times, from now on, escape into the Xuanmen, don't be stained with dust." Diaphragm

Erya looked up at her father and mother, then turned her head to look at the neighbors in the courtyard, knelt down with a puff, and kowtowed four times in a row.

When she wanted to stand up again, she almost fell to the ground in front of her, but fortunately, Mo Chuan grabbed her shoulder, so she didn't fall in public.

- but he didn't eat for a day and a night, and he was already malnourished, so he couldn't bear the strenuous movements and almost fainted.

"Let's go!"

Mo Chuan patted her on the shoulder, gave up a wisp of Yuan Qi, and helped the original solid Yuan, and then turned to leave.

The second girl pursed her lips, didn't dare to look at the neighbors, lowered her head and followed behind the Taoist, went out of the house, and gradually drifted away.

It wasn't until the two of them were about to leave the village that a terrible cry suddenly came from behind them: "My daughter, my flesh, why are you so ruthless! It's just a shame to leave my mother......."

The cry was low and frustrated, like crying and mourning filial piety at a funeral.

Hearing the sound, Erya didn't stop, just looking at the heels of the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and followed suit.

….

I don't know how long I walked, the wind gradually blew away the rhyming cry, Er Ya raised her head again, and unconsciously walked to the bank of the Chengye River.

"I'm tired, eat something first."

The Taoist in Tsing Yi sat down by the river at will, waved his hand, spread a roll of straw mats, a plate of boiled beef ears, a plate of various mountain fruits, and a pot of tea.

This ability to transform things out of thin air made Erya's eyes widen, and her stomach gurgled even more angrily.

"Hurry up and eat!" Diaphragm

Under a urging, Er Ya couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed the bowl and quickly devoured it, looking hungry.

Mo Chuan looked at it silently, not knowing if he was saving a wolf cub,

Still a poor worm.

It didn't take long for Erya to stop fast.

At first glance, half of the ingredients on the mat were left.

"Full?"

"Hmm!"

"You hate your brother?" Diaphragm

Erya shook her head.

"Hate your father?"

The second girl bit her lip and didn't squeak.

"Why did you abandon your brother in the cave?"

Erya still lowered her head and didn't speak.

"You can see, I bought you for two pennies, and to tell you the truth, even if the puddle is shallow, it can still drown people."

Hearing this, Erya subconsciously glanced at the Chengye riverbed where only the puddle remained, and her little face turned white with fright. Diaphragm

"I, I heard that my father and my mother said that they were going to sell me, and that it was enough to have a younger brother in the family, and I thought that if I didn't have a brother, they wouldn't sell me."

Erya lowered her head, and her voice was as thin as a gnat.

Mo Chuan looked stunned, and finally understood why Erya was beaten to death, and he was reluctant to tell his brother's whereabouts.

"So you're going to kill your brother?"

"I didn't! I—I just want my brother to hide for a few days, and when Renyazi is gone, I'll bring him back, and I—I'll keep the steamed buns."

Mo Chuan was silent when he heard this, and he didn't know how to evaluate Erya's behavior.

He looked at the dirty girl in front of him, calculated a little in his heart, waved his hand and rolled up, borrowed the incense channel, escaped to the Xiqiong Mountains, and landed in front of Wabeizhuang. Diaphragm

The scenery of Wabeizhuang is still the same, the willow trees at the entrance of the village are lush, and under the technique of fragmentation, there is no trace of demonic appearance.

Mo Chuan hid the second girl in the incense, and said to the willow tree: "Liu Daoyou, the poor Dao wants to find a good family, entrusting a child to take care of it, dare to ask if there is a recommended candidate in the village?"

Liu Huaichun's spirit hurriedly escaped into the abandoned body, revealing his figure, and Ying Ying replied: "If you return to the immortal chief, the Liu family in the village is quite good, and may be a candidate."

"Where's his house?"

"The fourth house in the village is." Liu Huaichun stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction.

Mo Chuan bowed his head and asked a few more details, then he called out Erya and led her over.

Before the second girl opened her eyes to the sky, she naturally couldn't see Liu Huaichun's soul, but she felt that the world was spinning around, and she actually came to the entrance of a cottage village. Diaphragm

She didn't have time to marvel, and when she saw the Taoist in Tsing Yi leaving, she hurriedly chased after her.

Not long after, the Taoist in Tsing Yi knocked on a firewood door, and in the hesitant eyes of a woman, he arched his hand and said:

"The blessing is immeasurable! Poor Dao Mingchen, passing by the mountains, accidentally rescued a female doll."

Mo Chuan leaned sideways, pointed at Erya, and said, "However, as a dry road, it is inconvenient to take it with you, so I implore the layman to adopt on my behalf, and a little money is considered compensation, and I hope the layman can agree." Of course, if it is inconvenient for a layman, he will not be forced to do so."

….

As he spoke, Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and handed over a silver ingot of money, and looking at the color, there were twenty taels, which was enough for ordinary people for ten years, which was a huge amount of money.

The woman froze.

"This, this...... Wait a minute, I won't be in charge, I'll talk to the man." Diaphragm

The woman glanced at the silver money in Mo Chuan's hand, and did not respond immediately, but hurriedly turned around and called the man.

Not long after, a dark-skinned old man walked out.

He looked at the second girl beside Mo Chuan, rubbed his hands and said, "Don't hide it from the Taoist, the old man has two sons and two daughters in the family, four or five are the same, the Taoist doesn't think our family is poor, this child will stay, and the left and right are the matter of adding two fast children."

The woman's face was full of joy when she heard this, and there was a big girl in the family who was about to leave, and her heart was naturally happy.

Mo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and thought for a while, "As the old saying goes, the tile ditch does not leak rain - there is the eaves first. There is a sentence in the poor road, and I hope the second elder can agree."

"Daoist, you say."

"This girl has a hard life, and the poor Dao hopes that the second elder will not be raised as a child daughter-in-law, and when she becomes an adult, the marriage will be based on the girl's idea." Diaphragm

"It's—"

The two elders glanced at each other, but still nodded and said, "Okay, well, they all listen to the Tao."

Mo Chuan smiled with satisfaction: "The second elder is really reasonable, and he doesn't hide it from the second elder, the reason why the poor Dao found the second elder's residence is because he heard the introduction of the local immortal family. He said that the second elder was the most benevolent and blessed by the gods, so he took the liberty to disturb him."

When the old man and the woman heard this, they immediately looked at each other, both surprised and surprised.

Mo Chuan turned his head to Erya and said, "Erya, from today onwards, this is your new home, the poor road can't help you much, and you have to go by yourself in the future."

Erya lowered her head and did not speak, and the constant change of belonging made her sad and hesitant.

After Mo Chuan finished speaking, he immediately arched his hand to the old woman, put down the money, and turned to leave, leaving the second girl with a blank face about the future. Diaphragm

According to the way of knowing white and guarding black, Mo Chuanju is already a redundant move.

It is said that let go of the complex of helping others and respect the fate of others.

But if he really respects Erya's fate, I am afraid that what he will get in exchange is not to be killed, but also to be sold cheaply.

Mozi said: Helping others is fun, benefiting others is what to do, and not being good to others is stopping.

Since you bumped into it, you can help it, and it's also excellent to find a free one.

……

…… Diaphragm

When he returned to Mo Chuan, who was in the sacrificial furnace, he went to the back garden first, and asked Liu Huaichun to take care of Erya on his behalf.

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Mo Chuan rose up and refused to approach the soul bead.

"The vitality is not exhausted, why did Daoyou say this?" Diaphragm

Mo Chuan shook his head, with a look of mockery:

"The poor Dao Shouyuan is limited and the dragon clan is unlimited, the two of them turned around and were reborn, Shouyuan doesn't know how much he added, he has survived a thousand years, so why worry about the next two or three hundred years?"

"What's more, the poor road may not be able to die properly, maybe, one day the fighting method will fall in a hurry, and when the time comes, wouldn't it be a good opportunity for the two of them to escape?"

"At that time, wouldn't it be beautiful to return the body to Linzi and reunite with the family?"

Yuqing's eyes were a little sad when he heard this: "Even if there is a real day, the concubines and children can't wait."

Mo Chuan looked teasing: "Really? I've been waiting for three hundred years, why can't I wait now?"

Yuqing looked at the soul bead suspended in the air, and his face was full of pity: "Without the nourishment of the physical body, even if it is a dragon soul, it will not last for a few years." Diaphragm

Mo Chuan said: "Since the two of you can be reincarnated and reborn, you don't think there is a shortage of out-of-body soul cultivation methods, wouldn't it be good to grant them."

Yuqing shook his head: "An unborn child, how can there be any wisdom to speak of?"

Mo Chuan was about to say, "Doesn't the demon clan have a bloodline inheritance method?" However, the words came to an abrupt end.

The method of bloodline inheritance is to write memories into the bloodline, not the soul.

Because in essence, the soul is a by-product of the body.

In fact, ghost babies are common in this world, but I have never heard of ghost babies developing into ghosts, and the reason is here.

….

Therefore, when most people die, it is the time when their souls are gone. Diaphragm

Only a very few lucky people have taken the creation of heaven and earth, so that the soul lives alone between heaven and earth.

"The concubine knows that the Taoist chief can't trust me and my husband and wife. There is a method for the concubine's body, which can be regarded as nothing, stealing the soul, and killing the original god, and the Taoist chief is in charge of this method, and he can erase the soul of my husband at any time, but the concubine's children are ignorant, and I hope that the Taoist will not be angry with them."

Yuqing's tone was a little helpless and a little sad.

Mo Chuan didn't say anything, his eyes became more and more suspicious.

He suspected that the ultimate purpose of Yuqing's words was to make him let his guard down.

In other words, the two soul beads in front of him may still be the souls of Ling Kong and Yuqing, which is to deceive him with maternal love!

This made Mo Chuan couldn't help but rub his head. Diaphragm

I have to admit that once the chain of suspicion is formed, it is almost unsolvable.

"Since you are bent on death, it is a pity that your skills are lost, so it is better to record it, and in addition to being cheap and poor, it will also bless your heirs in the future."

Mo Chuan's thoughts turned, he reached out and grabbed a jade wat and threw it over.

Regardless of whether this is a conspiracy of the two dragons, let's knock out the Dao magic power first.

I'll talk about the rest later.

If it really doesn't work, why not plan it?

The way of the Yin Fu Demon Wheel is a double-edged sword. Diaphragm

Regardless of whether Shuanglong is an ignorant young dragon or a scheming old fox, Mo Chuan has to be on guard.

In the final analysis, the divine channel is his only reliance and confidence.

Yuqing didn't hesitate when he heard this, grabbed the jade wat, and his divine thoughts invaded it and began to write.

Take a bite of sunshine