In the early morning of Kasari, the sparse light filtered through the leaves and spilled into Lin Mo's room. In the haze, feeling the faint light, Lin Mo knew that he had survived...

Lin Mo slowly opened his eyes, and just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a pain all over his body, like ten thousand ants drilling into his heart. Bandages are tied all over your body, and when you move your body slightly, you will have a strong tearing feeling. This battle with Yue Wuwu made Lin Mo hurt a lot.

Lin Mo reached out and touched the Mobao gourd, but there was no response. After all, it's daylight, and coupled with the fierce battle last night, maybe Zhuqing has also lost too much soul power and is cultivating. Thinking of this, Lin Mo got out of bed with difficulty, leaning against the wall and slowly moving out of the door.

When I came to the outside of the house, I saw the red flowers and green grass of Moqing Pavilion and the courtyard stream. A breeze blows, and when you smell it carefully, there is a smell of earth...

Lin Mo walked along the stream in the courtyard, and not far away, Wu Se was standing by the pond, looking down at the fish in the water, preoccupied.

"Wuse!" Lin Mo greeted happily when he saw Wuse.

Wu Se raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Lin Mo, but then hurriedly withdrew his gaze and whispered, "You're awake... ”

"yes, don't you want me to wake up!?" Lin Mo quipped when he saw that Wuse was still worried about what happened before, and he didn't dare to face himself.

Wuse heard the words, but still lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"I said Wuse, can't you see the injury on my body, why don't you have a trace of compassion as a monk, shouldn't you come and help me!?" Lin Mo looked at Wuse, who was speechless, and continued.

Hearing this, Wuse hurriedly got up and walked a few steps to Lin Mo's side to help. The two of them moved slowly along the gurgling stream, during which Wu Se kept his head down, not daring to look at Lin Mo...

After a long time, Lin Mo stopped and looked at Wuse beside him and shouted, "Wuse!"

Wu Se was obviously startled by this shout, and instantly raised his head to meet Lin Mo's eyes, Lin Mo looked at Wu Se in front of him and smiled and continued: "Don't forget, we still have a ten-year appointment!"

Hearing this, Wu Se's eyes instantly moistened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he whispered, "Lin Mo... ”

"Lin Mo, stinky boy, your injury hasn't healed yet, how can you walk around on the ground!" Not far away, the crazy man and Han Haotian happened to pass by, and the crazy man saw Lin Mo standing upright, and said distressedly.

"Hmmm... It makes sense. Han Haotian on the side nodded and agreed.

Lin Mo looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression: "You two. . . When did the relationship become so good ... It's all here at the same time!?"

Crazy Uncle and Han Haotian looked at each other when they heard this, and then turned their heads after only a few seconds, and Crazy Uncle said with a disgusted face: "It's not that this old pervert has to play chess with me, obviously his strength is not good, but he has been defeated repeatedly." ”

"I'm looking for you to play chess!?" Han Haotian looked displeased when he heard this, turned his head to look at Lin Mo and Wuse and continued to complain: "You don't know, this old madman was idle yesterday, and you are not here. In this Moqing Pavilion, I can play chess with him, I see that he is pitiful, so I accompany him. Speaking of this victory, it is obvious that I am a step ahead, far better than him. How embarrassed to boast about Haikou so much in front of the juniors, tsk, what an old man is not ashamed. ”

"Who is not ashamed, who is not ashamed of being old! I let you! If I am serious, you still have a way to live!?"

"Yo, then you don't let me. ”

"Old pervert, in front of my apprentice, you are clearly trying to make me ugly, if you don't accept it, we will compete again!"

"Yo, old madman, say like I'm afraid of you, come on!"

"Let's go!"

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Lin Mo and Wuse quietly watched them walk away, and then Lin Mo and Wuse looked at each other and smiled, as if they had returned to the time when they first met...

"You're back!"

Lin Mo and Wu Se heard the prestige, and Duo'er and Tu Lele stood not far away and said in unison.

Lin Mo saw that the two of them instantly stiffened, his lips were tightly closed, and he didn't dare to make a sound. In the next second, the two of them had come to Lin Mo's left and right sides, and one of them pulled one of Lin Mo's arms as if they were scrambling, asking about Lin Mo's condition with concern. Seeing this, Wuse on the side could only shake his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Amitabha." ”

At this time, the string of wind chimes outside the door of Moqing Pavilion sounded, which was Tu Lele's masterpiece. Tie a string of wind chimes in front of the door, and when a guest pushes the door in, you can hear the crisp wind chimes even in the backyard.

"Huh!?Someone is coming!?" Tu Lele heard the wind chimes, and his eyes widened instantly, and he was a money fan.

"Well, and it seems to be a lot of people. I don't know when, Han Haotian had already come to Lin Mo's side and said vigilantly.

Then Lin Mo and the others left the courtyard and came to the lobby on the first floor. As soon as they entered the lobby, everyone was stunned, there were hundreds of long-term workers in front of them, almost filling the entire first floor, and the leaders among them were Lao Jia and his wife.

"Young Master, we're coming!" Lao Jia saw Lin Mo and stepped forward to hug him hard.

Originally, this hug was not tight, but now Lin Mo's serious injury has not healed, this hug is like two walls crushing Lin Mo, and the whole body is in pain in an instant, and then a deafening shout: "Ah!!"

Accompanied by Lin Mo's screams, as well as the tears in his eyes, Lin Mo screamed with tears in his eyes due to excessive pain. And Lao Jia, who didn't know the truth, thought that Lin Mo was crying with joy, so he hugged him even more, and cried and screamed with Lin Mo.

Seeing Lao Jia like this, the hundreds of long-term workers behind him seemed to touch the resentment in their hearts during this time, and they also cried one after another, venting their grief and anger. The entire Moqing Pavilion was like a funeral in an instant, and everyone hid their faces and wept, shouting hoarsely.

And Wu Se and the others, who knew the truth, looked helplessly at Lin Mo, who was hugged tightly by Lao Jia, and nodded slightly with embarrassment...

Late at night, Lin Mo arranged the long-term workers who came and chatted with Lao Jia in Lin Mo's room.

"Young master, I'm really sorry for the day, you see that I'm so confused, I really didn't expect you to be so seriously injured, young master. Lao Jia was beside Lin Mo's bed and apologized again and again.

"It's okay Lao Jia, I should thank you, bringing so many people here, now Moqing Pavilion can be considered to be able to operate normally. Lin Mo said with a smile.

When Lao Jia heard this, his eyes were filled with tears again and said, "Young Master, you are really a bodhisattva." The old man has watched you grow up since childhood, you are simple and kind, if it weren't for your mother... ”

Speaking of this, Lao Jia choked up.

"Mother!?" Lin Mo said with a puzzled look on his face when he saw this.

Thinking of the beginning of reincarnation, the background of the little fairy's confession, his biological mother is indeed gone, but the specific reason, Lin Mo is not clear...

"Speaking of your mother, that's the only daughter of the head of the Li family... ”

"The Li family... ”