Zhao Yu lowered his head when he heard this, his face seemed to be stained with blood, and he was already red.

She has a straightforward temperament, speaks whenever she has something, and is by no means an indecisive person.

At this time, I had made up my mind, but I was a little embarrassed to speak.

She looked at the corner of her clothes, and finally mustered up the courage for a long time, got up and threw herself into Chen Mo's arms.

She didn't say much, but she didn't need to speak anymore.

There are not many truths in this world, and a woman's blush is worth a thousand words.

Chen Mo felt a beautiful and delicate body, and Zhao Yu's face could not be called beautiful, but could only be said to be gentle and lovely, a small jasper.

But the figure is quite good, and it can be called plump and exquisite, round and jade.

Chen Mo picked her up by the waist, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Zhao Yu could already guess what was going to happen next, buried his blushing cheeks in Chen Mo's arms, and hugged him tightly without saying a word.

It was a long night.

Until the warm winter sun shines and penetrates into the house through the window.

There are a lot of clothes scattered under the bed on the desk, such as belly pockets and socks, which are obviously taken off in different places.

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes in the sunlight, carefully feeling the graceful body of the beautiful person in the bed, and he couldn't help but smile.

"I'll get you something to eat later." Zhao Yu had also woken up, and said with sleepy eyes.

"Rest, I'll get some food." Chen Mo smiled lightly and pressed her back to the bed.

She is not a martial artist, and she is new to personnel, how can she recover so quickly, it is better to let her rest more.

After changing his clothes and briefly freshening up, Chen Mo walked out of the house.

In the early morning, the Zhuniu Fair was quite lively, Chen Mo bought some breakfast at random, and ordered a table of noon noodles at the restaurant, so that it could be prepared and delivered to his home, and then he went home with the breakfast he bought.

On the dining room table, there was a mess of cups and plates that had not had time to clean up yesterday.

It seems that I really have to hire two maids to help Zhao Yu deal with trivial matters at home.

He is now a seventh-rank official, and there are no maids and servants at home, so it is indeed unreasonable to let Zhao Yu do everything himself.

Simply clean up the table and put the breakfast you bought on the table.

Zhao Yu also changed into a light cyan shirt and walked into the dining room.

"Go back and hire or buy three or four maids to do something for the hostess. Now I am also a seven-rank official, and there are not a few maids in the family who are not suitable. Chen Mo brought the dishes and chopsticks and explained softly.

"Okay, I'll look for it later." Zhao Yu smiled and nodded in agreement, and glanced at Chen Mo, who blushed a little for some reason.

"Don't be busy at noon, I've booked a banquet in Feiniu Tower, and someone will send it home when I get back."

There's no hurry to hire a maid, you can rest for a while after eating and go back in the afternoon. ”

Chen Mo served her a bowl of soy milk, and then admonished.

After a simple breakfast, Zhao Yu returned to the house to rest again, while Chen Mo got up and went straight to the concentration.

He and Zhao Yu now live in Zhuniuji, and their household registration naturally falls here.

Walking around the centralized yamen, when he left, Chen Mo already had two more red envelopes in his hands.

This is a marriage book, in Daqian, between men and women to get married, the court will distribute a marriage book, on which is written the age and place of origin of the person who married, and when and what month to marry.

The marriage certificate was written in triplicate, one copy was kept, and the other two copies were handed over to Chen Mo and Zhao Yu respectively.

Strictly speaking, only when both men and women produce marriage certificates can they prove that they are indeed husband and wife.

But unless this kind of thing is really litigated, the two parties want to reconcile and separate, or one party unfortunately dies, and the other party wants to take the marriage certificate to obtain the property left by the other party, otherwise most of the time this is not needed.

Just like when Zhao Yu sold his body, as long as they both recognized it, then they were husband and wife.

Returning home with the marriage certificate, Chen Mo could already see a few sprinkler maids in the courtyard, busy with chores at home.

"These are the three maids I hired, our family has food and lodging, and we will give a penny of silver every month."

Zhao Yu saw Chen Mo coming back, walked up to him, and said softly.

Relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to draft water, I wish the cattle to collect more salt mines, and most of the local people rely on the salt mines to live, and their lives are not bad.

Basically, no one will sell themselves into slavery, and it is difficult to buy a maid if you want to, so you can only hire a few people.

Chen Mo didn't say much, and pulled her into the back room.

"Give."

He handed Zhao Yu a marriage letter in his hand, and she took it and read it carefully.

She is actually literate, but like Chen Mo at the beginning, she doesn't know much, and she can be regarded as a second knife.

And during this time, Chen Mo occasionally taught her some words.

As long as it is not some rare words, simple reading and writing, Zhao Yu has no problem.

"I've told people before that we're husband and wife, and now it's a bit inappropriate to have another wedding. Wedding, I can't give it to you for the time being.

But I will find the marriage book and the phoenix crown and the silk curtain that should be there for you. ”

Chen Mo hugged her into his arms and said softly.

"Hmm." Zhao Yu's eyes were shining, and he hugged Chen Mo tightly.

The two hugged each other for a long time before they slowly separated.

Near noon, the second child of the restaurant successively sent the dishes set by Chen Mo to the house, and Zhao Yu took out the silver money to settle the bill.

After eating lunch and resting at home for half an hour, Chen Mo told Zhao Yu a few more words, and then left with a pair of sledgehammers.

Although he has been busy with business during this time, he has already chosen which mirages to go to every month.

Ninety miles to the east, there is a town called Sanjiaokou Town, and the military camp next to the town is stationed with 85 soldiers every day.

The number of people is more than that of the Zhuniuji military camp, but it is not very many, just enough to improve the strength of oneself to go on a trip.

Also try the mirage of more than eighty people, what is the strength of the internal mirage.

If it's safer, then you can go inside more often in the future, and even try to enter the mirage where more people are.

All the way out of the bazaar and to the sparsely populated place, Chen Mo's footsteps were faster.

Although he was carrying two 100-pound sledgehammers, the weight was not much to him.

Therefore, Chen Mo didn't plan to hire any carriages, and it was more convenient for him to act alone.

The speed was deliberately controlled to ensure that when we arrived at the Sanjiaokou barracks, the sky would be completely dark.

This barracks has also arranged for people to ring the gong, but there are still many dead ends, as long as you walk into it, you can quickly fall into the gray fog.

And the vigilance of this military camp is no better than that of the Zhuniuji military camp.

Although the soldiers in charge of the patrol carried lanterns, the night blindness caused by the lack of nutrition made them see at most what was only a kilometer in front of them, and it was only pitch black no further away.

As long as Chen Mo didn't make too much noise, otherwise, even if he walked in front of them, they might not be able to find out.

Chen Mo's heart moved, his blood flowed, and his eyes saw patches of blood moon again.

The lantern faces on the side were still floating, and when they found Chen Mo looking at them, they also kept rushing towards Chen Mo.

However, when Chen Mo withdrew his gaze, even though he could still see the blood moon, the lantern face wandered blankly again as if it had lost its target.

The lantern face will only spot the observer when it is observed, and will attempt to attack the observer.

It is the same no matter how you look at it, even through the refraction of the mirror, you can see the human face of the lantern.

According to the information he obtained from the Kasumi Valley, once he was attacked by the lantern face, then the deceased himself would also become a lantern face.

The slain lantern faces do not die, they will evolve from the mirage again and continue to float in this world.

So as time goes on, the number of lantern faces will increase, and it will never be possible to clean them up.

However, the human skin dropped by the lantern's face also has some value, and can be used to craft certain talismans.

But it couldn't replenish the martial artist's qi and blood, and his internal qi cultivation was not strong, so Chen Mo didn't plan to hunt these things.

As for the remaining human skin, you can find an opportunity to sell it.

There is also the Dutian Daojing that matches that set of human skins, even if you can't see it when you look back, you can sell it.

Chen Mo stepped into the military camp in front of him, and the gray mist surrounded him at an extremely fast speed.

But in an instant, he was in the mirage.

The boundless gray mist enveloped him, and everything seemed silent.

Chen Mo further stimulated the eye of blood qi and allowed himself to observe more clearly.

Here, there is no need to worry about seeing the black shadow on the moon, and it is not too dangerous to further stimulate the eye of flesh and qi.

Immediately, Chen Mo turned on himself, and his nose perception had already been tested, and it was too much safer than his eye sense.

Stimulate the nose, you can smell many completely different smells, and each one is very carefully divided.

Even if the smelling object or creature was more than ten miles away from him, he could still smell it clearly.

With these scents, long-range pursuit of the enemy is most useful.

With the opening of the nose, Chen Mo smelled thirteen kinds of smells in just one breath.

The mirages that have evolved from the mirage are all so real that even the smell exists.

Thirteen different flavors, which indicates that in this mirage, there were at least thirteen mirages.

Immediately after that, the ear consciousness was also stimulated, and in the vast sea of fog, if you want to find the mirage quickly, this is undoubtedly the fastest.

Of course, Chen Mo knows that he is not only a hunter in the mirage, but also a prey.

It is also possible for the mirage to follow in its footsteps and come to hunt itself.

At that time, whoever is strong will be the hunter, and whoever is weak will be the prey.

One step out, Chen Mo looked for prey in the vast mist.

The vast majority of mirages, regardless of their strange means or shapes, can only turn into meat sauce under his pair of sledgehammers.

All kinds of strange mirages, Chen Mo also harvested several pieces.

He even got a piece of Yuan Zhen Stone, which can be called a pretty good harvest.

With these gains, the matter of building your own weapons can be put on the agenda.

"Step! Trample! Trample! The fog was turbulent, and the sound of several heavy objects stomping on the ground was heard, but it seemed as if someone was fighting and shouting.

Chen Mo stopped to look, and an extremely tall figure appeared in the gray mist, more than a foot tall, seven feet wide at the waist, arms like buckets, and legs like brute elephants.

And he was wrapped in heavy armor from top to bottom, and he held a weapon in his hand, which was a giant axe the size of a door panel.

This person sat down for a while, like a small iron tower, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The other party seems to be more normal than other mirage ascensions, only one thing is wrong, that is, there is no head.

Only at the place where the armor was exposed on his chest was a fist-sized gray eyeball, which was spinning around and constantly looking around.

"Kill!" Although he didn't have a head, he still made a sound, roared and swung his axe and rushed towards Chen Mo.

(End of chapter)