"Husband, what can I do about this?" Yang Juan looked pale and looked at Yang Wucai with palpitations.

"What to do, what to do, how do I know what to do?" Yang Wucai looked at Yang Chong distressedly, and said with a sad face.

"Then you say, what does Venerable Pang want?" Seeing that he looked unrelenting, Yang Juan changed her weak appearance at this time, this matter is related to the fate of their family of three, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.

"Something... Things..."Yang Wucai touched his son's forehead with one hand, muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he remembered something: "Mo not..."

"What is it?" Yang Juan looked puzzled, since she married into the Yang family, she really didn't know what Yang Wucai was hiding from her.

"Juan, don't you know, when my father returned home, he gave me something to keep it safe, and I can't say that I know it with anyone!" Yang Wucai had a look of guilt in his eyes, buried his head between his arms, and said in a low voice: "Now that I think about it, my father must have a premonition!"

Yang Juan looked at her husband's painful appearance, thinking of the family's situation at this time, she couldn't help but feel sad, hugged Yang Wucai and cried: "Then we will hand over the things to Pang..."

Yang Wucai raised his head suddenly, and said categorically: "No, the cause of my father's death is unknown, and now it seems that it is likely to be related to this thing, maybe it is Pang Tuli secretly murdered!"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you have to think of a way, it doesn't matter if we die, but Chong'er is only eight years old, and he can't... Woo!" Looking at Yang Chong, who was unconscious, Yang Juan could no longer hide the worry in her heart, and cried bitterly.

"Hey!" Yang Wu saw this, and raised his arm several times, but finally fell, turning into a sigh, not wanting to be shocked by the layout of the house.

In the small room, the furnishings are extremely simple, and they are simply the things before Wang Mo moved in, but there are dozens of exquisite arrays in the room, which are placed everywhere, looking mysterious and abnormal.

Before, they were so anxious, where could they care about observing the furnishings in the house, this scene was reflected in Yang Wucai's eyes, his face changed several times, he looked at Yang Juan's mother and son in a daze, gritted his teeth, and got up and walked out.

......

"Could it be that he also knows that this place can't be done?" Thinking of this, Pang Tuli's heart tightened, and he hesitated whether to break the rules of the Fang City and kill Wang Mo on the spot.

But when he looked up and saw Wang Mo's indifferent look, he couldn't help but give up this idea in his heart.

On the side, Wang Mo looked at his face one by one, and he had a plan in his heart, and he still treated it indifferently, without the slightest intention of opening his mouth.

"Hmph, I don't know where this kid came from, how could he know about that?" Facing Wang Mo silently, Pang Tuli scolded secretly in his heart, but said in his mouth: "As long as Daoyou no longer interferes in this matter, if there are any conditions, just mention it, as long as you can do it in the future." ”

"Huh?" Wang Mo's heart moved, and his face did not change and said: "Hehe, Daoist friend said that he laughed, he temporarily lived in the Yang family, and finally had an incense love, and asked Daoist friend to leave!"

Seeing that Wang Mo looked like he was not distempered and did not eat, no matter how good Pang Tuli's patience was, he turned into invisible, and he got up suddenly, and his red gold vitality fluctuated violently, which was obviously caused by anger.

At this moment, the wooden door of the originally closed hall opened, and Yang Wucai walked in with a pale face, knelt down in front of Wang Mo with a puff and said: "The seniors saved my family of three, and the juniors have nothing to repay.

As he spoke, he took something out of the storage bag and raised his hands above his head.

This scene happened, and Pang Tuli watched it from the sidelines, his vitality fluctuated several times, and the greed in his eyes was blazing, but he did not put it into action.

Looking at the semi-circular thing in Yang Wucai's hand, which was black and like an ordinary piece of iron, Wang Mo's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Yang Wucai meaningfully, and didn't say anything, just took it gently.

Yang Wucai felt a lightness in his hand, but he was still lying on the ground, not daring to take a breath.

Holding the iron piece in his hand, his fingertips gently rubbed over the rough surface, and then looked at Pang Tuli, who was staring at him tightly, or at the iron piece in his hand, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly: "Pang Daoyou, but this thing?"

"Yes, it's this thing, as long as the Taoist friend hands it over to me, the deity can guarantee that he will never come to harass the Yang family again!" Pang Tuli said with a sworn promise in his eyes as if there were only pieces of iron.

"Hehe, Pang Daoyou laughed, I didn't say that I would hand it over to Daoyou!" Wang Mo flipped his wrist, but put the iron piece into the storage bag.

"You..." At this time, the thing that I had been looking forward to day and night was in front of me, but it was taken away by others, and Pang Tuli said that the true yuan fluctuated, and the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building exploded and pressed towards Wang Mo.

Hula!

There was a gust of wind in the hall, and the tables and chairs that were blowing scattered and rolled down, and the two of them sat firmly on the chairs, but Yang Wucai was beside Wang Mo and was not affected.

This strange wind came and went quickly, and there was no movement in a flash.

After taking a deep look at Wang Mo, Pang Tuli immediately regained his composure: "Okay, good, Dao friendly means, several times to attract the deity Dao heart!"

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Mo's eyes twitched slightly, and his heart sank, but he said quietly: "Hehe, where did Daoyou say, I have never had the idea of offending Daoyou!"

"Hehe, the Ming people don't say secret words, since the Taoist friends already know about this matter, the deity will no longer hide it, not to mention, there is not a place where the deity can go to explore alone!"

"Oh!" Wang Mo replied lightly, but did not say much, looking noncommittal.

Pang Tuli frowned slightly: "Since Daoyou doesn't want to sell this thing, then let's join forces, we can get more benefits in the future, I don't know what the friendship will be?"

"Forgive Wang for asking more, only the two of us went to this matter, or did other Taoist friends participate?" Wang Mou was overjoyed and suddenly asked.

"Hehe, don't worry, this matter is not trivial, if it weren't for Daoyou... Hehe" Seeing Wang Mo's expression, Pang Tuli's eyes flashed, but he looked at Yang Wucai who was lying on the ground.

Looking at his body, Yang Wucai suddenly shuddered: "Seniors, Venerable Pang, and juniors swear that they will never say anything about this!"

"Hmph! The deity only believes that the dead will not speak!" Pang Tuli snorted coldly, and the hideous meaning in his words was fully revealed.

"Okay Pang Daoyou, don't embarrass the juniors!" Seeing that he pointed the finger at Yang Wucai, Wang Mo had to speak, how he didn't understand the meaning of his words, but he couldn't do such a thing anyway.

"Okay, for the sake of Daoyou, I will spare your family, but you have to swear by your wife and children, if this matter is spread at all, hehe!" Pang Tu's tone eased, although his tone was a little relaxed, but he didn't let Yang Wucai go.

Hearing this, Yang Wucai hesitated slightly, looked up at Wang Mo, who was frowning, and then swept to Pang Tuli, who was staring at him, his heart tightened, and then raised his right hand, put his three fingers together to the sky, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Junior Yang Wucai, I swear here, if today's matter is leaked at all, then junior... Junior... Wife and..."

"That's enough, Fat Daoyou, let's talk about when we're leaving!" Wang Mo suddenly spoke, interrupting Yang Wucai's next words.

Regardless of Yang Wucai's gratefulness, Pang Tu's unconcealed color flashed, but he didn't have a seizure, but just snorted lightly: "Since this is the case, then we will meet at the south gate of Fang City in three days!"

"Well, then, I'll see you in three days!"

Seeing this, Pang Tuli didn't want to say anything more, he gave his hand slightly, glanced at Yang Wucai lightly, and left.

"Get up!" Seeing him leave, Wang Mo said lightly to Yang Wucai.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life!" Yang Wucai stood up and said with a look of guilt.

Wang Mo got up slowly, glanced at him again, and walked out of the house without saying a word, Yang Wucai didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly followed.

When she came to the place of cultivation on weekdays, Yang Juan fidgeted and hugged Yang Chong, and when she saw Wang Mo coming, she hurriedly got up to greet her, but was stopped by Wang Mo waving his hand.

"After today, your family will be safe, and there will be other places to live?"

"This..." Yang Wucai and his wife looked at each other for a while, showing embarrassment.

.....

Qingshanfang City, a corner lot that is not prosperous, hangs a small shop flag, and it is slightly depressed between people.

In the backyard, Wang Mo sat alone in the room, holding a piece of black iron in his hand, and slowly opened his eyes for a while.

"Huh, what is this thing that can make a foundation building monk so obsessed......" Looking at the iron piece in his hand, Wang Mo's eyes were full of doubt, and after a little contemplation, he turned his hand and put it into the storage bag.

This iron piece is the most ordinary, there is nothing attractive on the surface, Wang Mo's divine sense has probed it, but he has no clue, every time his divine sense probes, it gives him the feeling that this thing is an ordinary iron piece.

Although the root cause has not been investigated, there will be results in three days, and Wang Mo did not care too much about this.

In the early morning of the next day, in the small courtyard, the door of the house in the center creaked open, and Wang Moyi walked out.

"Seniors are early!" Yang Wucai looked grateful, their family of three no longer had to be frightened, it was completely the work of the people in front of them.

"Okay, don't call me a senior, just call me the owner!" Wang Mo said helplessly, seriously counting, he is only eighteen, and he is called by his predecessors and predecessors, which is really a little unaccustomed.

"Yes, yes!" Regarding Wang Mo's request, Yang Wucai naturally would not refute.

"Okay, as long as you don't go out of the market, you won't dare to do anything in Panturi!" Wang Mo's face was flat, and he didn't see anything unusual at all.

Yang Wucai looked at Wang Mo carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, before he handed over the things left by his father to Wang Mo in front of Pang Tu, obviously suspected of taking advantage of the other party, but the other party not only did not blame, but also arranged a way back for their family, which made him feel ashamed.

"In this courtyard, I have set up a formation, which contains a method of control and a variety of miscellaneous items such as low-level magic weapons that I usually refine, which is enough to deal with the simple refining method you have learned. But don't be careless, although the other party has some scruples in the market, it is inevitable that the other party will jump off the wall in a hurry!" Wang Mo took out a storage bag, handed it to Yang Wucai, waved his hand and stopped letting him speak, and walked to the outside of the store.

"Senior..."Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, the corners of Yang Wucai's mouth squirmed, but no words came out.