Mo He looked at the Taoist priest who came on horseback, his eyes flickered slightly, this was the first person he had seen wearing Taoist robes since he came to this world, and it was also a person on a horse.

In the ancient times of pre-China, most of the people who could afford to raise horses were princes and nobles, at least they had to have a solid family, Mo He felt that the world he was in now, the situation should not be very different, at least he was now in Xiahegou Village, and there was not a horse in the whole village.

The Taoist priest in front of him was dressed luxuriously, and he came on horseback, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and his appearance was quite in line with the image of a Taoist master.

For the theory of ghosts and gods, Mo He, who crossed over, didn't believe it very much, even if there was a case of his own rebirth, Mo He felt that he could explain it in a scientific way, but the theories involved in it were not clear.

However, although I don't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but for the ancient Taoists, Mo He still has a good impression, the ancient cultivators pursued immortals, so they often take medicine for health, there are many Taoist priests who know the way of health and medical skills, at least they can read and break words, Mo He is worried about where to study, this in front of him is, maybe it is a way.

Seeing that strangers came to the village, a large group of children around Mo He also turned their curious eyes to the Taoist priest, especially looking at the horse that the Taoist priest was riding, they all felt very novel and a little scared.

Soon, the Taoist priest at the entrance of the village turned over and dismounted, and walked towards the village under the greeting of the village chief Zhang Yuanwang and others.

Mo He and the group of children stood aside, and when the Taoist priest passed by him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable nervousness, and felt a slight depression in his heart.

There seems to be a momentum in this Taoist priest's body, just like those who have been in high positions for a long time in their previous lives, and they will naturally develop a sense of intimidation on their bodies, but in comparison, the sense of oppression on the Taoist priest in front of him is the strongest among all the people who have come into contact with Mohe.

When the village chief walked past Mo He and the others with a few people, the Taoist priest's gaze swept over Mo He and the other children, and when his gaze swept over Mo He's face, his gaze suddenly paused slightly, stared at Mo He for a second, and then retracted his gaze and continued to turn his head and walk forward.

And it was just a short second, but it made Mo He feel cold on his body, as if in an instant, a cold wind blew.

And then, when the horse that the Taoist priest rode passed in front of Mo He, Mo He's eyes fell on the horse, and a look of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.

"This, this is not a real horse!" The slightly stiff steps, as well as the circles of wood grain, all told Mo He that the horse in front of him was not a real horse, but a wooden horse similar in size to a real horse.

A wooden horse that can walk, and it is not slow, and it can also be ridden by people, such a thing instantly made Mo He's perception of this world a great change.

Mo He's eyes were fixed on the wooden horse that was slowly moving away, and he was sure that he was absolutely not mistaken, it was a wooden horse, a wooden horse that could walk on its own.

And through this wooden horse, and then thinking of the Taoist priest riding the wooden horse, Mo He's heart rose an impulse to understand the world, and a kind of fiery rose in his heart, this world similar to the ancient world in his previous life was far from being as simple as he imagined.

pretended to be a matter in his heart, which caused Mo He to be a little absent-minded in the future, but fortunately, he was surrounded by a group of children playing around, and everyone didn't pay much attention to Mo He's strangeness.

And after a while, although Mo He's heart was still hot, he had completely calmed down.

"Is that a legendary spell, or a trick, or is it some other means to make that wooden horse move?" After calming down completely, Mo He began to think about various possibilities in his heart.

In Mo He's heart, he hoped that this was the legendary spell or other supernatural power, because if it did, it would mean that the world would be extremely exciting.

Recalling his previous life, at the last moment of his life, when he was lying on the hospital bed, facing the steps of death approaching little by little, and the helplessness of being powerless to struggle, Mo He didn't want to experience that feeling anymore.

In the afternoon, Mo He returned home, and after walking into the courtyard, he saw a tall man wearing a patched linen shirt sitting in the courtyard, with a full beard, which made him not look fierce, but gave people a feeling of honesty, this is his father Mo Dashan in this life.

His mother was also sitting next to his father, taking advantage of the fact that it was still dark, with a needle and thread in her hand, doing some sewing and mending work.

“...... The Taoist chief stayed at the village chief's house tonight, and he had already gone to the third uncle's house to see it, and it was confirmed that he was dying and that he was over eighty years old, as if there was hope. ”

When Mo He came in, he heard his father talking to his mother, but when the two saw Mo He come in, the words came to this point.

"It turns out that the third master has passed away, no wonder!" Although Mo He only heard this sentence when he came in, he also came up with some information more or less.

The third master is the oldest elder surnamed Mo in Xiahegou Village, it is said that he is seventy or eighty years old, in the environment of Xiahegou Village, every adult man is facing hard work, and an ordinary person can live to seventy or eighty years old, which can really be called a high life.

"The third master is dying, and it is reasonable to invite a Taoist priest to do a Dharma service, but just now, my father said that there is hope, I don't know what is hopeful?" Mo He thought in his heart, and then came to Mo Dashan's side, thinking in his heart and then speaking.

"Dad, I saw an old man I don't know today, leading a big cow without horns, it's scary!" When he said this, Mo He was also a little disgusted by himself, but if he wanted to get some news from Mo Dashan, he could only look like this, who made his current identity a five-year-old child.

When Mo Dashan heard his son's childlike words, he laughed happily, and then stroked Mo He's head with his rough hand, and then said with a smile.

"Haha, silly son, that is not a cow, that is called a horse, and it can run faster than a cow!"

But when these words came out, Mo Dashan suddenly seemed to think of something, the smile on his face converged, and then he glanced at the direction of the village chief's house, and suddenly changed his words, and said: "But horses are much more fierce than cows, if people get close to horses, horses will kick you, and then they also eat children, you must not approach!"

When Mo He heard this, he suddenly felt a little cold in his heart, this was obviously to scare the child, but who made him a child now.

"Then, that old man I don't know, will he also eat children?" He despised himself in his heart, but Mo He still pretended to be tender and continued to ask Mo Dashan.

Hearing his son's words, Mo Dashan shook his head this time, and said to Mo He with a somewhat serious face: "That Daoist is a nobleman, you must not say that outside, when you see that Daoist, you must stay away and not get close to Daoist." ”

"What is the Dao Chief, why can't you get close to him?" Mo He was completely broken, and continued to pretend to be tender and asked Mo Dashan what he wanted to know.

Hearing his son ask, Mo Dashan slapped his head and continued to say to Mo He: "Dao Chief, it's the old man you don't know, you remember your father's words, the next time you see that old man, you must stay away." ”

"But, why, is that Dao Elder Grandpa terrifying?" Mo He continued to show his acting skills, wanting to learn more information from his father's mouth.

However, Mo Dashan, who was a little honest and honest, scratched his head at this time, he didn't know how to continue to explain to his son, and immediately looked at his wife on the side.

Seeing this, Mo He's mother immediately straightened her face and said to Mo He: "That Taoist old man doesn't like disobedient children, if you don't listen to your father, he will let the ghost come out to find you that night." ”

Mo He sighed in his heart, looking at the appearance of his parents, even if he continued to pretend to be tender now, he probably couldn't ask for any news, so he pretended to be a little scared and ended the inquiry.

It was soon dark, and an oil lamp was lit up in Mohe's house, the light was very dim, and it didn't take long to go out, and the family went to bed early.

Sunrise and sunset, this kind of life, Mo He has completely adapted to this life five years after coming to this world, but tonight, Mo He can't sleep a little over and over.

Since he came to this world, although he was lucky to be reborn, he suddenly came to a strange environment, and experienced a death, and became a child, which made Mo He a little confused for a while.

If you want him to be ordinary, of course, it is impossible, but if you want to do something, his age is too young, his identity starting point is too low, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to get an education in this world.

If this kind of step-by-step development is carried out, it is estimated that the group will wait until he is ten years old, and he will gradually become sensible in the eyes of the adults around him, and have the opportunity to get in touch with the outside world, so that he can find the opportunity to learn the words of this world and truly understand the world.

Then you will either become an official or do business, and finally get ahead, and slowly make a career in this world, at least you must leave traces of your own visit.

And now, Mo He's mind has changed a little, and he has seen the tip of the iceberg of the truly magical world in this world, which makes his heart rise with infinite yearning. He couldn't wait to get to know this world, to know if he could really cultivate, if there were really those magical spells.

"If everything is really as I think, then the world is really wonderful!" In the dark night, Mo He opened his eyes and saw that it was pitch black in front of him, and the heat in his heart made him unable to feel the slightest sleepiness.