Chapter Ninety-Five: Mood Lifting

"Giggles, grandpa, you look so embarrassed!" Xiaoying laughed coquettishly, her bright and pure big eyes narrowed into two crescents, and she unceremoniously joked about her grandfather who usually loved her the most.

Sang Kun looked at Wang Mo with an embarrassed expression, remembering his previous actions, his rough big hands, and he didn't know where to put them in a cramped way.

Fortunately, he is also a person who has seen the world outside, rubbed his hands a few times, slightly alleviated the previous embarrassment, and then said to Wang Mo: "It's the fault of the old man, I hope Mr. won't be surprised!"

"It's okay! It's a certain family who is going to Meng Lang, and I hope the boat won't be surprised!" Wang Mo saw that Sang Kun was so polite, so he naturally didn't care about the previous matter, not to mention that it was a misunderstanding.

However, thinking of Sang Kun's explanation before, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, his right hand unconsciously touched his chin, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be that I look so much like a bandit who robbed people's girls?"

It's no wonder that Sang Kun, who misunderstood him before, when Wang Mo suddenly appeared on the boat as a stranger, and the little granddaughter who was loved by others sat down opposite him with a red face, which made people think that he was a disciple and was bullying women from good families.

In addition, they live at the bottom of society and are used to being bullied by bullies and some rogue bandits in this area, so they naturally think about it.

Fortunately, Wang Mo is not a vicious person, when Sang Kun made up his mind to fight to the death, he was stopped by Xiaoying, which saved Wang Mo from doing anything.

Then, in a conversation, the two sides resolved the misunderstanding, and only then did Xiaoying cancel her grandfather.

It's just that those young people don't know what to hide, and they are quite curious about Wang Mo's sudden appearance on the boat, but they are afraid of Sang Kun's presence and dare not ask.

Sangkun is an old man, and he was worried that his granddaughter had done such a wrong thing, and then after thinking about it carefully, he drove a group of boys to the other side to clean up the fish that were caught, and he and Xiaoying introduced Wang Mo into the boat.

He has seen the world outside, and his knowledge is not comparable to these half-sized children, but he knows that he has dozens of miles from the shore, and nearly a hundred miles from the other side......

Sang Kun was secretly shocked in his heart, but his face was silently let Xiaoying make a pot of heat, and beckoned Wang Mo to sit down, which was also quite polite between Wang Mo's sentences before, otherwise, he really didn't dare to sit opposite him.

After all, if his conjecture was true, then the young man on the other side was really an amazing existence.

"Thank you for carrying the boat, a little money will be used as the fare!" Wang Mo took out a golden ticket and handed it to Sang Kun.

"This~" Sang Kun looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to take it.

When Wang Mo saw his complexion, his face showed a clear expression, and when he took out a small bag from the ring, there was a burst of vitality fluctuations in it, which was obviously a bag of yuan stones.

"I can't help it, I can't help it, Mr. misunderstood!" Sang Kun saw this pocket, and naturally felt the fluctuation of vitality in it, and waved his hand again and again in horror at the moment, and then said: "It is the honor of the little old man to be able to carry Mr. for a ride, how can I let Mr. be so bankrupt!"

Wang Mo was puzzled, since he got on the boat, this Sang Kun ordered everyone to sail back, this time the carrying, no matter what, can not be expressed, these fishermen are not easy, they are meditating, they did not pay attention, and when they woke up, they found that they had returned.

Delaying their harvest, Wang Mo thought to himself that he couldn't say nothing. Without receiving the gold coins, he thought that the other party was also a cultivator, although he was barely a beginner, he took out the yuan stone, but Sang Kun still did not accept it, even if he wanted to force the cloth bag into his hand, he was good to leave, but he heard a shout from the village not far away.

"Ah, it's not good, it's a bandit!" This place is quite close to the village, Sang Kun also heard the cry in the village, when even an exclamation, just about to leave, thinking that there is a big master who does not know the depths around him, he wants to ask Wang Mo.

It's just that when the words came to his mouth, he only felt a breeze blowing, and as soon as his hand sank, he disappeared Wang Mo's trace, and sighed again and again in his heart, thinking: "Such a strong person disdains to be in the company of people like himself, let alone delay his own affairs for such a trivial matter. ”

Sang Kun sighed bitterly in his heart, but his figure did not dare to delay, and quickly ran towards the village.

And the young men who were packing up the fishing boats also realized that something was wrong at this time, so they quickly threw down their work and ran towards the village together.

This small village is called Tawan Village, just one of the countless villages that rely on the waters of the Baili River to survive, but at this time, it has lost its former peace, and the screams and cries of women and children are mixed with several smug shouts.

Wang Mo, who had recovered his true qi, was at full speed, and his body was so fast, and he rushed into the village in a few blinks of an eye.

It's just that before his body arrived, he found that the tragic scene in the village was even a cold snort, mixed with true qi, like thunder on the ground, sounding in the ears of these people.

Dozens of adventurers in the field, who were obviously dressed differently from these villagers, stopped under this cold snort, and their faces all showed painful expressions, and even worse, their bodies trembled and fell directly to the ground.

This means that Wang Mo did not hesitate to consume his divine sense, specifically targeting these people, if it was sent directly, those villagers who did not have the slightest cultivation might be directly shocked to death by this angry snort.

With this blink of an eye delay, Wang Mo's figure came to the field, only to see his wrist flip, trembling slightly, and faint golden light burst out from the tips of his fingers.

Looking at the adventurers again, whether they fell to the ground or those who covered their ears in pain, they all snorted, and there was no more sound.

Those villagers were stunned by the scene in front of them at first, they didn't know why the bandits who were still fierce and vicious just now suddenly showed a painful look on their faces, and the strange scene that happened after that made their hearts chill, and in a blink of an eye, they saw the figures that suddenly appeared in the field, all of them showed fear in their eyes.

"Ah, you guys are killing ...... hell these days" Sang Kun's figure appeared in the field after a while, but with the arrival of his voice, when he saw the bandits in the field, the angry shouting in his mouth stopped abruptly.

When his eyes swept over the cyan figure in the field, the look of understanding on his face flashed, but an embarrassed look appeared, remembering that he had misunderstood Wang Mo one after another before, but he felt quite embarrassed in his heart.

Even though he wanted to step forward to thank him, he was more worried about the comfort of the villagers, and Wang Mo waved his hand at the right time, just to relieve him.

After that, Sang Yan and his entourage, who came one after another, saw the situation in the field, and they didn't have time to be frightened, so they ran to their families.

Wang Mo looked at the situation in the field, and sighed again and again in his heart, this is the encounter of ordinary people, living in heaven and earth, if you can't control yourself, just like these people, you may lose your life at any time.

If you want to live, you must strive for self-improvement and move forward bravely!

I saw Wang Mo, who was standing quietly, suddenly let out a loud voice, although the sound was loud, but it was not harsh.

The villagers who hugged their relatives in tears were all stunned and looked at the source of the sound in confusion.

I saw three milky white nine-petal strange flowers floating above Wang Mo's head, and with the rotation of these three strange flowers, the people around smelled a strange fragrance, like a treasure of heaven and earth, which made people feel refreshed and refreshed.

But this phenomenon only existed for a few breaths, and everyone felt a huge pressure appear in an instant, but it came and went so fast that people thought it was an illusion.

Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, and the three flowers on top of his head disappeared in a flash. Feeling the smooth true qi in his body, the corners of his mouth unconsciously drew a smile.

At this time, he can be regarded as truly understanding the so-called theory of cultivating the truth.

Cultivate the truth, cultivate the truth, solve the false and keep the truth, and realize the original heart!

Men stand in the world and strive for self-improvement!

This is Wang Mo's state of mind at this time, with the help of this enlightenment, coupled with the previous realization by the river, although there is no breakthrough in cultivation this time, the two phases are superimposed, so that the cultivation has been continuously improved in the past three years, and some hidden dangers brought by it are all gone, and the connection between the body, divine consciousness, and true qi is even closer.

If it weren't for this enlightenment, Wang Mo would need to spend more time running in before he could make the next breakthrough with peace of mind.

I saved the villagers before, but it was out of righteousness, seeing them hugging each other and crying, celebrating the rest of their lives, I felt it, and suddenly realized that things in the world should really be a drink and a peck, all of which are predetermined!

Sang Kun saw that Wang Mo's vision around him was hidden, opened his eyes, and walked towards him boldly, came to the front, and knelt on the ground with a puff: "Little Lao'er is here for all the villagers of Tawan Village, thank you for saving your life!"

just said it in his mouth, but his legs couldn't bow down no matter what, looking at Wang Mo's appearance, he had to thank him in his mouth.

Wang Mo casually waved out an energy to stop Sang Kun's kneeling salute, and said lightly: "With a lot of effort, I don't have such a big gift from the ship!"

He is also helpless in his heart, he is a human being in two lives, and he can't see an elder like this to him in his heart no matter what.

Sang Kun was helpless, so he could only stand beside Wang Mo with a little embarrassment, his expression was slightly expectant, and he was a little nervous, obviously not knowing where to start.

When Wang Mo saw his expression, he knew that he still had a following, but it was just not easy to say.

Divine sense swept the audience, and Wang Mo discovered a strange phenomenon, these adventurers were dressed uniformly, obviously organized people, but they didn't think much about it in order to save people before.

Nodding slightly, he understood Sang Kun's intentions.

Sangkun is an old man, seeing Wang Mo's look in the field, he secretly exhaled carelessly, thinking that he finally ran into a mysterious powerhouse with good manners, so he was cheeky and begged for a private matter, but he didn't expect that he almost made a big mistake.

If Wang Mo leaves, the people behind these obviously organized bandits will inevitably take revenge on their village, and when the time comes, it is conceivable what kind of fate the villagers will face.