In this way, Ying Han is a generation of gods who are more noble than the gods recorded in ordinary mythological stories, and they are at the level of "Taoism and Nature"!

Mucha asked again, "You are really a mountain saint, didn't you fool me?"

Ying Han nodded with certainty.

In fact, Mucha has long known that Ying Han can't lie, he doesn't say it when he doesn't want to, but he doesn't lie, but Mucha just can't believe it, he just wants to keep asking.

After asking a few more times, Mucha finally recovered half of his normal, and said: "What you said at the time was right, we are indeed unworthy, but what if we are not worthy, I have taken a fancy to you, you are mine, anyway, you are not a holy god now, you will be my Mucha person obediently." ”

"Xia'er?"

"Wait a minute, you let me slow down a little longer!"

Ying Han smiled helplessly, what he said just now was so domineering, it turned out to be a strong outsider and a middle cadre, and he needed to slow down for a while.

Ying Han pulled Mucha along the creek and walked slowly upstream, enjoying the surrounding scenery and the tranquil world of the two.

It would be nice if I could see through it back then.

But Ying Han knew that under that circumstance at that time, even with his current mentality, he was afraid that he would go down the old path.

"Ying Han, ah, no, Lu ...... Realize....... "Mucha is not very used to the name, it is very awkward.

Ying Han said indifferently: "The name is also something outside the body, since you are not used to it, you still call me Ying Han." ”

But Mucha is still very entangled, the name Lu Wu, literally means that Ying Han is the product of the entire continent after the epiphany, in contrast, Ying Han, who should be a mimosa, is really too shabby.

Mucha pouted and said, "The word Ying Han was taken casually by me." It doesn't have any deep meaning at all, it's not as good as Lu Wu sounding profound, don't you mind?"

"You don't mind if I'm a grass or a human, so why do you mind a name?"

Such profound, level, difficult, and atmospheric words actually came out of Ying Han's mouth?

Is this still the melancholy temperament of Ying Han?

Then, Mucha smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Mucha was also worried that letting Ying Han recall the past would make her more painful.

At this moment, I realized that some of the past was not something that could be forgotten and relieved without being touched, and now that he took them out, Mucha accompanied him to relive the past, but Ying Han put it down.

Ying Han really feels like this now, it's good.

There is the company of Mucha every day, there are no responsibilities imposed on him by others, there is no so-called righteousness of the gods from all walks of life, there is no endless desire and strife, and there are just quiet years.

Perhaps, this is the bitterness that comes to life.

Seeing the two walking hand in hand, Hai Dongqing didn't want to be a light bulb.

But he looked at the piece of paper in his hand, hesitated, and walked towards Mucha and Ying Han.

"Senior Ying, I still have some questions for you. ”

Mucha couldn't help but laugh again.

As soon as she heard Hai Dongqing's sentence of Ying's senior, she felt funny.

A gray-haired person, every time he sees a young man about twenty years old, he always respectfully bows his head and calls out to his seniors.

Such a layered picture will make Mucha laugh every time.

But this laugh is because Mucha knows Ying Han's true identity, the words "senior" may not be able to suppress Ying Han's seniority, and all the words in Muxia's mind now can't suppress Ying Han's seniority.

Mucha saw that Hai Dongqing was holding an incomprehensible diagram that was probably similar to Tai Chi Bagua, and probably guessed that it should be about asking for advice on the Bamboo Forest Formation.

Mucha didn't understand this, and he didn't dare to be interested in this, so he paced to the side of Ning Road to see the person he was overseeing to build a house for himself.

The drawings of the bamboo house designed by the Sea Clan for Mucha have come out.

It was a small two-story building, and according to Mucha's requirements, the first floor had a reception room, a storage room, a guest room, a kitchen, and a bathroom...... Well, it's just a washroom for washing hands, this is ancient, there are no flush toilets, if you want to boo, please go to a distant place to poop.

The first floor has a large bedroom and a large landing.

Mucha likes to bask in the sun, so there should be a comfortable hammock and reclining chair on the platform, and there must be a tea table.

The bedroom was large with a moving partition in the middle, and Mucha originally thought that if Ying Han wanted to live here, he would use the partition to separate the two compartments.

But Mucha ignored the feudal ability of this world, and Hai Dongqing resolutely did not allow the two to live in a room casually before they got married, so he designed a small courtyard for Ying Han next to Muxia's small courtyard.

The execution of the sea tribe is very efficient, and the first floor of the bamboo house has already been built.

When Mucha walked to Ning Lu's side, Ning Lu blushed and said, "Miss Benefactor!"

Mucha smiled, and said disgustedly: "You are so annoying, how many times have you said it, call me Muxia, Muxia, your benefactor is too ugly." ”

"Yes, yes...... Mu, Miss Mucha. Ning Lu's answer was very awkward.

It's awkward, it's awkward, it's better than I listen to it.

Mucha thought so, and then asked, "When will my little house be built?" ”

"Soon. Ning Lu thought that Mucha was in a hurry, and hurriedly introduced, "The craftsmen here are all the best craftsmen of the Sea Clan, and they are all cultivators, much faster than ordinary craftsmen, if you don't sleep at night, it will ......take three days at most."

"Stop, don't sleep yet, you're so cruel, people just work for you, why don't you let people sleep.

Let's start with it, I'm not a capitalist, I have to abide by labor laws, I can't deprive people of their legal right to sleep, I can't work more than eight hours a day, well, that...... It cannot exceed four hours.

If you work overtime, remember to pay overtime. ”

Mucha rolled his eyes, feudal thinking really can't be wanted, building a house has to stay up all night without sleeping, we yard farmers generally stay up for half a night, how can we stand the whole night.

Ning Lu listened to Muxia's words, and the whole person was stupid.

On the one hand, there are some words he really doesn't understand, what kind of capitalists, labor laws, overtime pay, what kind of stuff.

But in fact, Ning Lu could hear what Mucha wanted to express.

The second aspect is that she didn't expect a noble lady like Muxia, who was born in the Xiuzhen family, to say such a thing.

In his eyes, these people all ate the food of the Sea Clan and grew up under the protection of the Sea Clan, so shouldn't they work for the Sea Clan now?

Moreover, these people are all cultivators, so what can they do if they stay up for a few days without sleeping?

He didn't expect Mucha to say that he wanted to protect the rights and interests of those people, otherwise those people would stay up late, this benefactor was really kind.

Just when Ning Lu was stupid, Mucha showed a particularly charming and loving smile.