Mo Chen watched the two of them run away as if they were fleeing, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then turned his head to look at the door plaque, the words were still those three words, but the ink had dried up, and there seemed to be a moonlight flowing on the words, which made people feel relaxed and happy at a glance.

......

Temple.

"My lord, just now there was a vision manifestation in Qingyoufang. A yin cha reported to Zhao Chenghuang, who was sitting in the first place.

Zhao Chenghuang has experienced a lot of manifestation visions in the past two days, but he was not particularly shocked, stopped the brush he was writing with, and asked lightly: "Oh? What kind of vision is this time?"

The second judge of civil and military affairs, who was sitting under Zhao Chenghuang, also stopped his business and looked at the yin with interest.

The Yin Cha pondered his words for a moment and said, "Just now, the sky suddenly darkened in Qingyoufang, and a full moon appeared and hung in the sky, and then ......."

"Smack. ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of something falling, looked up, and saw that the brush in the hand of Lord Chenghuang fell on the table, and the ink thrown out splashed on his body without realizing it, his mouth was wide open, and his face looked demented.

After a long time, Zhao Chenghuang said with a little dryness: "Yin and Yang rotate...... Change the world......"

......

"Alas, fortunately, the vision just now only lasted for a moment, except for the two carpenters, the other ordinary people will probably only take it as an illusion. What the hell is going on?Every time I write, there is such a big movement?What is the situation with the bamboo slip?" Mo Chen was extremely puzzled in his heart, but in the end, he could only stop it.

Looking at the door plaque where the ink had dried, Mo Chen planned to hang it up by himself, and as soon as he came out with the door plaque, he saw that they were eating together in the noodle restaurant in the morning, and the man who spoke to him first was walking on the street, he saw Mo Chen walking out with a door plaque and was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Mo, do you want to hang the plaque?" I'll help you, you wait for me to go back and move a ladder." ”

Mo Chen wanted to say that there was no need to bother, with his current mana, he could do it without a ladder by hanging a door plaque, but the man walked too fast, and Mo Chen didn't have a chance to speak.

After a while, the man walked back, carrying a ladder made of bamboo on his shoulder, the man supported the ladder, climbed up in twos and threes, and said to Mo Chen: "Mr. Mo, just give me the door plaque, you can just shout to the neighbors for this kind of rough work in the future, this is not what a scholar like you do." ”

Mo Chen secretly said in his heart: "I'm not a scholar either." He didn't say this, because even if he said it, no one would believe it, his body is sven and gentle, and his light temperament is too confusing.

When the man hung up the door plaque, he looked at the words on the plaque and exclaimed: "Mr. Mo, did you write this word yourself? ”

Mo Chen smiled and said, "It's just graffiti, I can't afford to be praised by my brother, by the way, I don't know my brother's name?"

After speaking, Mo Chen suddenly felt that something was wrong, why was he so literate?

The man listened to Mo Chen's words and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, you scholars are really polite, don't call me any brother, I sound awkward, my name is Du Ming, you can just call me by my name, by the way, my family is a winemaker, and I opened a tavern, just west of your house, the one called Zuixiang Pavilion." If you have time, you should definitely try it. ”

Mo Chen nodded and said, "If you have time, Mo will definitely come to visit." This time I'm troublesome Brother Du, please come in and have a cup of tea. ”

Du Ming smiled: "Mr. Mo doesn't have to be polite, you don't have to drink tea, I still have some things to do when I go back, so I won't bother Mr." ”

Mo Chen could only nod and watch the other party carry the ladder away, and he could only sigh, the folk customs of this world are simple. Immediately returned to his courtyard, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, took out the bamboo slips of the spell that Zhao Chenghuang gave him, and looked at it with relish.

When you are immersed in one thing, time always flies very fast, Mo Chen just didn't feel the passage of time, patronizing the study of spells, and when he came back to his senses, it was almost midnight, he smiled helplessly, returned to the house and took out the leftover buns at noon, ate two bites at random, and then put on a cultivation posture and began to cultivate.

......

"Knock knock, the weather is dry, be careful of the candle~"

The early autumn night has been a little cool, and the night street, there is always a trace of fear, although the husband has long been used to this kind of life, but there is always some fear in his heart, he tightened his shirt, and knocked the bamboo stick in his hand.

"Knock knock, the weather is dry, be careful of the candle~"

The pace under the feet of the husband involuntarily accelerated a little, but when he walked to Mingyue Xuan, he couldn't help but stop, and sighed lightly, only to see the three big characters [Mingyue Xuan] on the door plaque above the door of Mo Chen's house exuding a slight light, and the moon in the sky seemed to have a moonlight falling and shining on the door plaque.

"Is this mansion the residence of Mr. Mo, who just came? These words on the door plaque are so beautiful, and they still glow?" said to himself in confusion, and then looked up at the door plaque again, where is the light?

"Am I too sleepy to see the wrong one?"

The husband shook his head, no longer entangled in this, and knocked on the bang and walked away.

After the husband left for a while, two Yin cha wearing Yin Si official uniforms and holding soul chains appeared, and one Yin Cha suddenly said: "Look at that door plaque!"

The other Yin Cha turned his head and asked, "What's ......?"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of eyes widened, and in the eyes of the two yin, they saw that the three big characters [Mingyue Xuan] on the door plaque were connected by a moonlight and the full moon in the sky, and even the door plaque was shining, and the two walked a few steps quickly to the door of Mingyue Xuan, and suddenly felt that the ghost body was extremely transparent, and it seemed that even the mana in the body was running a little faster.

"Mr. Mo is really unfathomable. A yin cha sighed.

The other yin nodded approvingly, and then the two looked at each other, respectfully bowed to the courtyard, and then went to continue the parade.

......

"Hey, Lao Du, have you heard? Last night, the one who said that Mr. Mo, the new Mr. Mo from our Qingyoufang, will his door plaque shine?"

Early the next morning, in the noodle restaurant of Old Man Yang's house, a person said to Du Ming.

Du Ming glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "Glowing, is it a mistake to read the change?" I helped hang the door plaque of Mr. Mo's house yesterday, except for the beautiful handwriting, I didn't see anything special. ”

Another person interjected and said, "Speaking of which, did you see that the sky in our Qingyoufang suddenly darkened at noon yesterday, and then a full moon appeared in the sky, and finally a moonlight fell on Mr. Mo's yard?"

"Hey, I've seen it too, I've seen it too, but in the blink of an eye, it's daylight again, and I thought I was wrong. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, many people in the noodle restaurant immediately echoed it, and of course, a few people looked puzzled.

Du Ming listened to everyone's conversation, and also recalled that it seemed to be dark for a moment at noon yesterday, but the time was too short, he thought it was a hallucination, and when he heard them say this, he believed it a little, after all, it is impossible for so many people to hallucinate at the same time.

"Hey, you say, Mr. Mo won't be the legendary immortal. ”

Du Ming heard this topic getting farther and farther, and said, "Don't say it, how can it be so outrageous." ”

A group of diners quieted down at this time, Old Man Yang was also listening, he liked to listen to this kind of market gossip, seeing that no one was talking, he smiled, stood up, and saw another person coming over from the door, hurriedly greeted him, walked in and took a look, only to see that it was Mo Chen.

"Mr. Mo, you're here. Old man Yang said.

Mo Chen smiled and said, "Old Yang, come to a bowl of lo mein, the taste of your lo mein is much better than that of others." ”

"Okay, please go inside and wait a while, I'll do it for you right away. When Old Man Yang heard Mo Chen's words, he instantly became happy and said with a smile.

Mo Chen walked into the restaurant, and all the diners smiled and said, "Hello Mr. Mo." ”

Mo Chen nodded his head, and Du Ming waved his hand at him and said, "Mr. Mo, here." “

Mo Chen was also a little close to this extremely enthusiastic man, and walked to him and sat down, and after a while, Old Man Yang walked over with a bowl of lo noodles and said to Mo Chen: "Mr. Mo, your noodles." “

Mo Chen thanked him, picked up the chopsticks, and ate it, but in the process of eating noodles, he always felt that someone was staring at him, Mo Chen touched his hair with some doubts, and found that the hairpin was not messy, and then he rubbed his eyes again, and there was no eye feces, what are these people looking at?