More than 20 days have passed since the New Year's Festival, during which the land lord has also come out of the customs to thank him, but the three-legged and two-eared tripod in the world he has set in the world has not any vision manifestation, which also makes Mo Chen a little puzzled in his heart, I don't understand whether there is any difference between Zhao Chenghuang and the land duke? After thinking about it for a few days, he didn't understand it, and during this period, he also kept observing the supernatural dao pattern that turned into Zhao Chenghuang's appearance, except for Mo Chen's slightest connection with Zhao Chenghuang, there was no other feeling.

On this day, Mo Chen had breakfast and walked towards a tea shop, but there was no vacancy in the tea shop, shaking his head and smiling, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a voice coming.

"If you don't dislike it, sir, you can sit with you. ”

Mo Chen followed the voice and looked, only to see that in a corner, a middle-aged man dressed as a literati was looking at him with a smile, Mo Chen walked over, arched his hand slightly, and said, "Excuse me." ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand indifferently, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, and said, "Sir, please take a seat." ”

Mo Chen sat down as he said, drinking tea while listening to the storyteller tell the story like a river.

"Mr. looks quite raw, is it Anxi County from a relative?" the middle-aged man asked.

Mo Chen smiled and said, "No, Mo has been living in Anxi County for several months, and the mansion with Mingyue Xuan written on it in the east of the city is my residence." ”

When the middle-aged man heard Mo Chen's words, he immediately stood up and exclaimed, "You are Mr. Mo Chen?"

Mo Chen glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "Your Excellency recognizes me?"

Regardless of the occasion, the middle-aged man stood up, saluted Mo Chen, and said, "My surname is Shen, my name is Bowen, and I once heard Lord Liu An Liu mention you." ”

Shen Bowen's action instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the tea shop, Mo Chen looked at the curious eyes of everyone around him, hurriedly pulled the former's arm, and said, "Brother Shen, please take a seat." ”

Shen Bowen was pulled by Mo Chen, and he also came back to his senses, but after sitting down, there was still excitement on his face, his own calligraphy was excellent, but after seeing Mo Chen's ink treasure, he suddenly felt that there was a sky outside the sky, and there were people outside the world, always thinking about finding an opportunity to pay a visit, but he never thought that he would meet it in this small tea shop.

Shen Bowen looked at Mo Chen, wanting to say something, but he could see that Mo Chen was listening to the book intently, and it was not easy to disturb him, so he could only suppress the excitement in his heart.

Mo Chen also stood up, stretched comfortably, and said to Shen Bowen on the side: "Brother Shen, let's go, you invited Mo to drink tea, and Mo also invited you to have a meal." ”

After speaking, he walked outside, Shen Bowen followed him step by step, of course Mo Chen would not invite him to a high-level place like Sihailou, it was really not allowed by the silver on his body, so he walked all the way to Qingyoufang, and went straight to Old Man Yang's noodle restaurant, to say that when he came to this world, Mo Chen's most comfortable thing to eat was the lo noodles made by Old Man Yang.

After eating the noodles, Mo Chen said, "I wonder if Brother Shen is interested in going to the cold house?"

Shen Bowen hurriedly said, "It's an honor." ”

The noodle shop was not far from Mingyuexuan, and after a while, he walked to the door of Mingyuexuan, Shen Bowen looked at the words on the door plaque, as well as the two portraits of the door gods pasted on the courtyard door, and exclaimed: "I only know that Mr. Mo's calligraphy has reached its peak, and I can't imagine that the way of Danqing is the same." ”

Mo Chen smiled, did not speak, and welcomed Shen Bowen into the courtyard, Shen Bowen looked at the big peach tree in the courtyard, and was slightly shocked in his heart, the peach tree is still blooming at this season?

As soon as Mo Chen entered the courtyard, two Jinling Phoenix Birds greeted him and flew around Mo Chen a few times, and then Mo Chen smiled: "You two go play by yourself, Mo has a distinguished guest coming to the door today." ”

As Mo Chen's words fell, the two Jinling Phoenix Birds each chirped twice, and flew around Shen Bowen again, as if they were looking at who could afford the word Mr. Guest. Then he flew to the peach tree to play.

Shen Bowen looked at these two extremely beautiful and spiritual birds, and only felt that this Mr. Mo and this Mingyue Xuan were full of mystery. Although he knew Mo Chen's name, he only heard it from Liu County Ling, he only knew that this Mr. Mo was not an ordinary person, his calligraphy was excellent, and Liu County Ling didn't say anything else.

It's not that Liu Xianling deliberately hides his secrets, in his heart, there must be a reason why a worldly master like Mo Chen lives in seclusion here, so he is taboo about it and doesn't dare to say it.

beckoning Shen Bowen to sit down on the stone bench, Mo Chen went to the house to get a teapot, poured two cups of tea, and said to the former: "Brother Shen, this tea was sent by Lord Liu, Mo has never drunk it yet, and he happened to drink it with you today." ”

Shen Bowen sat on the stone bench, he was a little restrained at first, but as Mo Chen deliberately provoked the topic, the sense of restraint on his body gradually dissipated, and the two of them talked about national affairs from interesting things in the county.

During this period, Mo Chen constantly observed Shen Bowen, although the latter had never cultivated, but there was a majestic aura gathered in his body, and when he saw this person in the morning, the Heavenly Book of the Dingzhong World shook again, and the last time the Heavenly Book vibrated was when he met Zhao Chenghuang, so Mo Chen invited Shen Bowen to come to his home to talk.

"Brother Shen is full of knowledge, why didn't he become an official in the court?" Mo Chen took a sip of the tea in the cup and asked Shen Bowen.

The look on Shen Bowen's face was stunned, as if he remembered the past, and only after half a sound did he speak: "Back then, Shen Mou was a high school jinshi, and he could have been sent to a county to be an official, but he really couldn't see the darkness of officialdom, so he found a reason to shirk it, and in recent years, His Majesty has become more and more obsessed with alchemy and immortality, and several princes have also set off a bloody storm in the court in order to fight for the throne. There are strong enemies on the outside, and corrupt officials and corrupt officials on the inside, so they have no mind. ”

When Mo Chen heard this, he laughed secretly, and said in his heart: "I don't have the heart that you still pay so much attention to the affairs of the court?"

You can't say this, otherwise it will be too offended, the two will no longer discuss this topic, and continue to talk about other things, and unconsciously in the evening, Shen Bowen looked at the sky, stood up and saluted Mo Chen, and said, "Mr. Mo, it's not early today, and Shen will come to disturb you again in the future." ”

Mo Chen returned the salute and sent Shen Bowen outside the gate of the courtyard before returning, Shen Bowen glanced at Ming Yuexuan again, I don't know why, in this Mr. Mo's home, he felt that his brain was much more flexible, and the scriptures that he couldn't understand in the past suddenly became clear.

And this Mr. Mo himself is not low in knowledge, occasionally saying some ideas, even he can't help but be amazed, it seems that he will visit Mr. Mo more in the future. Thinking so in his heart, he continued to walk outward under his feet, and when he was about to leave Qingyoufang, he saw an old man in a gorgeous robe carrying a jar of wine coming from the opposite side.

Seeing the appearance of the old man in the Chinese robe, I don't know why, Shen Bowen is a little familiar, but he feels that he has never seen this person, and the old man seems to be walking slowly, but he walked in front of him in a few breaths, and in the blink of an eye, he has already staggered past him, Shen Bowen glanced at it, and looked in that direction, it seemed to be going in the direction of Mr. Mo's house, could it be Mr. Mo's friend?

Shaking his head, he stopped paying attention to the old man and walked towards his house.

And the old man in the Chinese robe that Shen Bowen had just seen had already walked into Mo Chen's house at this time, raised the wine jar in his hand towards Mo Chen as if offering a treasure, and said, "Mr. Mo, this is a thirty-year-old wine for a thousand days, after you told me last time, I took some effort to get it." ”