On the morning of the second day, everyone in Qingyoufang felt the smell of flowers coming to their nostrils, smelling it refreshed, even because they had just gotten up, and a little chaotic brain was sober a lot, everyone was quite curious, at this time it was almost November, how could they still smell a fragrance of flowers?

"Where's the scent of flowers?"

"yes, it smells good. ”

"Strange, are there any flowers that can bloom this season?"

"Alas, look at Mr. Mo's house. ”

When everyone on the street heard this, they all turned their eyes to Mingyuexuan, and then saw that a peach tree full of flowers stood quietly in Mo Chen's yard, the peach tree was extremely tall, and the height exceeded the wall of Mingyuexuan many times, and there were pink peach blossoms everywhere when they looked up.

"Isn't that peach tree in Mr. Mo's house dead?"

"Can Mr. Mo be the same as us ordinary people?"

Although everyone was curious about how Mr. Mo brought the dead peach tree to life and bloomed again overnight, everyone in Qingyoufang had already agreed in their hearts that this Mr. Mo was a strange person, the so-called strange person, naturally does not do ordinary things, strange habits, and their hearts should be natural.

Mo Chen had already woken up, paced into the courtyard, and in his eyes, he saw that the peach tree was full of vitality, and it had a spiritual charm that permeated it, making it more and more extraordinary.

Seeing this, Mo Chen was also very happy, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward and pat the trunk of the peach tree, and said: "You were born to die last night, and you were inspired by my Dao rhyme, and opened your spiritual wisdom, although you are now counted as a spirit, but you are still far from the word demon, you need to carefully perceive the avenue, and cultivate yourself, even if you break away from the ontology in the future, it is not impossible to turn into a human form." ”

The big peach tree seemed to understand Mo Chen's words, and the branches were windless, as if they were saluting Mo Chen.

Mo Chen smiled, patted the big peach tree again, and immediately walked out of the courtyard and walked straight to Old Man Yang's noodle shop.

After eating noodles, when he returned to Mingyuexuan again, the neighbors had already taken their children to wait at the door of the house, Mo Chen saw this, quickly opened the courtyard door, and welcomed everyone into the courtyard, everyone entered Mingyuexuan, and their eyes first fell on the peach tree, especially Du Ming Du Kang's father and son, when they came here two days ago, the peach tree was still dead, but I didn't expect that after two days of hard work, this peach tree was revitalized.

Mo Chen looked at the big peach tree with surprised eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a wry smile, alas, this time it is a strange person's title.

Everyone looked at the big peach tree and stared at it for a while, and their mouths couldn't stop sighing in amazement, but Du Ming reacted first, pulled Du Kang to Mo Chen, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "Mr. Mo, this baby will ask you in the future." ”

Mo Chen touched little Du Kang's head and said with a smile: "Brother Du, don't worry. ”

The others also reacted, stopped staring at the big peach tree, and pulled their children to Mo Chen's side to salute, and then left one after another on the grounds of not disturbing Mo Chen's teaching.

Mo Chen looked at the fifteen children in the courtyard, many of them still had a restrained look in their eyes, and then he showed a gentle smile, pointed to the tables, chairs and benches he bought yesterday, and said, "Sit down." ”

Fifteen children heard this, each of them found a stool to sit down, Mo Chen went back to the room and took out a stack of books, this is what he bought yesterday, it is the enlightenment reading of this world, although it is also about the principles of Confucianism, but it is not the three-character scripture and other texts that he was familiar with in his previous life, it seems that the cultural classics of the two worlds are also different.

The next thing is simple, there is no pinyin in this world, and he can only recite an article repeatedly, so that these fifteen children can remember the pronunciation, and then teach them how to write when they know how to read words.

......

Unconsciously, more than a month has passed, this month's time, Mo Chen has also lived quite a full time, especially watching the fifteen children shaking their heads and reading books, holding a brush to write seriously, he actually has a sense of pride in nurturing the flowers of the motherland, at this moment it is approaching the winter of this world, the weather is getting colder, Mo Chen has already moved the place of teaching to the house, although it is a little crowded, but he can also sit down.

"Alright, that's all for today, let's all go home. ”

As soon as Mo Chen said this, the fifteen children who were studying suddenly stopped, finished cleaning up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, and said to Mo Chen: "Goodbye, Mr. Mo." ”

After saying that, they left happily, and Xiao Du Kang also waved at Mo Chen, but he did not leave after the salute, but placed all the messy tables and chairs in the room neatly, and then walked to Mo Chen to salute and say goodbye again.

Looking at the departing Du Kang, Mo Chen's face showed a little affection, although this child can't speak, his talent is the best, and he is also the most polite, every time he puts the tables, chairs and benches neatly, or if there is garbage on the ground, he will not leave until he finishes cleaning.

"Wait a few days, Mo will give you a big gift. ”

Mo Chen came to the courtyard of the capital, walked to the chaise longue next to the big peach tree and lay down, and took the bamboo slip with the [Imperial Decree] written on it and looked at it.

Inexplicably, looking at the edict code in his hand, Mo Chen suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, and his consciousness sank into the world of Dingzhong, looking at the word [Dao] on the book of heaven in Dingzhong, and then recalled the strange feeling he felt at the moment when he opened the spirit of the peach tree flower a few days ago.

"That's what it feels, that's what it feels!"

Mo Chen visualized the world in Dingzhong, only to feel that the layers of fog dissipated, and the clouds were open to see the moon, and at this time, above the book of heaven, the light of the word [Dao] flashed, and a stream of Dao rhyme flowed out, Mo Chen felt this Dao rhyme, and his consciousness suddenly became chaotic, and in the outside world, Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes, but there was no emotion (color) in his eyes, and he was extremely empty, his mouth opened slightly, and he spit out a word: [敕].

This voice is extremely soft, if ordinary people are afraid that they can't hear it in their ears, but for cultivators, it seems to be a small word, like thunder in the sky, constantly echoing!

Temple.

Zhao Chenghuang and a group of Yin Si were working, and suddenly, a voice like thunder came.

[Edict].

Hearing this voice, Zhao Chenghuang's body shook, his soul was shocked, and the slightly lower Yin difference was even worse, and he collapsed directly to the ground, his ghost body trembled continuously, and only recovered after half a sound.

"What just happened?" asked the military judge with a dull expression.

Wen Juan was also full of doubts, all the yin looked at the city god Zhao Yuanlou, although Zhao Chenghuang's face was not doubtful, but it was full of shock, and then his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already standing above the city god temple, his eyes had mana condensation, looking at the bright moon Xuan where Mo Chen was.

Under the eyes of the law, he saw that the sky above Mingyue Xuan was shrouded in a layer of mist, he secretly used his mana, and wanted to see the fog clearly, but he felt a force of heaven and earth sweeping over, which suddenly made him feel unstable, so frightened that he hurriedly closed his eyes, not daring to look again, after a while, the chaotic aura calmed down a little, Zhao Chenghuang opened his eyes, and muttered to himself with a almost inaudible sound.

"On behalf of the way of heaven and enshrine all things...... This is a fucking edict?!"