It's not too early, it's time to get out of the hole.

Mo Yu hung the Hanfeng Divine Sword on his waist and said goodbye to the skeleton again: "Senior, you can rest here in peace, I will come to visit your old man again when I have time." ”

The road out of the hole is much faster, because you have just walked it, so you don't have to worry about the road conditions.

When he came out of the outer cave, Mo Yu didn't stop, and walked out of the cave directly. It's still hot outside, but it's turned west, and it's no longer exposed.

Mo Yu took a few deep breaths of the fresh mountain air, and he actually felt a sense of rebirth. He performed light exercises, raised his body for a long time, and after a few soaring momentum, he climbed from the bottom of the valley to the top of the mountain.

These mountains are called peaks to others, but they are at most hills for the Mo language who grew up in Huashan. One of the shortest peaks in Huashan Mountain will be the grandfather of these mountains.

He stood on a high place and briefly discerned the direction, and galloped all the way south. As for Pharmacist Wang's words of "going north, the farther away from Lin'an, the better", he has long been in the wind of his ears.

If he listens to what others say, he is not Moyu.

He wanted to go back to his gentle hideout.

Although he knew that Wen Wanxi could not still be in the same place, and even if she was in the same place, she might die. He wanted to see it anyway, at least to see the heart die.

Pharmacist Wang said that this place was about fifty miles away from Lin'an, and he thought about it, and with his foot strength, he should be able to arrive in half an hour. There was still some time before it got dark, and he wanted to find a place to eat first, but there were lush shrubs and vegetation all around, and he didn't see any fireworks in the world.

He couldn't seem to find his way.

Suddenly, a melodious flute sounded in the distance, and the flute sound was light and lively. Mo Yu hurriedly ran in the direction of the flute, and saw two shepherd boys riding oxen and playing flutes in the distance, walking slowly.

Mo Yu stepped forward and smiled at the two shepherd boys in a friendly manner: "The flute is playing well!"

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the two shepherd boys were very surprised when they saw the sudden murmur, and they didn't know how to answer.

In order to ease their nervousness, Mo Yu smiled again: "Don't worry, I'm just passing by, I want to find a place to eat and rest, can you tell me where it is?"

One of the older shepherd boys said, "Do you want to drink and rest, or do you want to eat and stay in a hotel?"

"What's the difference?" Moyu asked.

If you just want to have a drink and take a break, there is an apricot blossom village not far in front of you, and there is an apricot blossom wine shop on the side of the road, which is very famous for its apricot blossom wine. If you want to eat and stay in a hotel, you have to go this way, Bali Road outside is Zhoujiabao, which is a market town, with inns and restaurants. The shepherd boy said, pointing his finger through the square.

"Then I'd better go to Zhoujiabao, thank you little brother!" Mo Yu thanked the shepherd boy and continued to walk south. Faintly I heard another shepherd boy say, "This guy is so ugly!"

Is it talking about yourself? Mo Yu was puzzled for a moment, how could he be talking about himself? Normally, others praise themselves for their handsome appearance, and this is the case from childhood to adulthood.

Mo Yu is still relatively confident in his appearance.

But there's no fourth person around? It seems that he is really talking about himself, is it because he has not washed his face?

I happened to pass by a pond, so why not wash my face and walk again?

Mo Yu rolled up his sleeves and squatted down about to pour water on his face, but the image in the water almost scared him to death-

Who is this person reflected in the water?

The sword eyebrows are in the mane, the starry eyes are clear, the nose bridge is high, the lips are red and the teeth are white, a proper beautiful man.

But is this pockmarked face here to smash the field?

The ones on other people's faces are called pockmarks, and the ones on one's own face are called pockholes, pocks.

Mo Yu sat on the ground like a deflated ball. It's over, it's really disfigured!

If I knew that it was such a result, it would be better to die in the hands of Qin Hui. Anyway, sooner or later, I'll make myself ugly to death.

The gratitude to Pharmacist Wang in his heart disappeared at once, and he even complained: This dry old man, why do you want to think of such a harmful way to save me? It is better not to save me, let my life break in, where I will definitely die?

But if you don't use this method, is there any other way? He just put forward a plan, and the initiative in implementation is still in his own hands.

So he blamed himself again, scolding himself for being a fool and afraid of death.

Thinking that in the future, I will see people with a pockmarked face, and I can't help but cry sadly.

Thinking that Qin Fei'er is dead, Wen Wanxi is probably dead, loving herself and the people she loves are dead, and her heart is dead, she will never fall in love with anyone again, and now she has become an ugly and weird appearance, and no one will fall in love with her anymore, so it is also pure. Thinking about it and laughing again.

One moment scolding, one moment crying, one moment laughing. Time can never stand the waves, only a moment of effort, the sun has sunk in the west.

Fortunately, except for the appearance, the rest of the body was not lost.

Life has to go on.

In order not to let this face scare others, and in order not to let other people's expressions scare himself, Mo Yu tore off a piece of his shirt and covered his face.

............

The town of Zhoujiabao is not large. It seems that the only decent restaurant in the town is this "Guike Restaurant". The store was overcrowded, and Mo Yu found a table on the second floor to sit down with the help of the shopkeeper's efforts. It's a window seat with a panoramic view of the street below.

When the shopkeeper came up, he crackled and reported a string of recipes, which was faster than setting off firecrackers.

Mo Yu was sure that he didn't hear a few clearly, and he wasn't interested in asking. In the days of Qinhui Mansion, the delicacies of the mountains and seas have been eaten into the taste of Chinese cabbage.

He instructed the shopkeeper to come with a few exquisite appetizers and a pot of good wine.

A plate of braised beef, a plate of duck in the sauce board, a plate of peanuts, and a pot of daughter red. said that it was a daughter red, but I don't know if it was true or not, anyway, this wine is popular in Jiangnan, and wherever I go, I say that I want good wine, and my daughter is red.

"Childe use it slowly!" The shopkeeper put down the food and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

"What else does Childe command?"

"Have a drink and go. Mo Yu poured a full glass of wine and handed it to him.

"Don't dare!" said the shopkeeper hurriedly.

"Why don't you dare?"

"The shopkeeper didn't let the guests drink the wine, and he knew that he was going to drive them away. The shopkeeper said with some embarrassment.

"Take a sip quietly, who knows!"

"Childe thinks that the shopkeeper is a vegetarian! When he smells of wine, he is miserable, and there are people who have secretly drunk it before, and they have been driven away. The shopkeeper smiled.

"And what do you want to drink?"

"The villain has a humble status, which guest will give wine to drink," the shopkeeper smiled: "But Childe is an exception." ”

"You really don't want to drink?"

"I can't drink it!"

Mo Yu beckoned to him, and as soon as the shopkeeper came over, Mo Yu quickly pulled a hair from his forehead and threw it in the glass of wine.

"You don't pay attention to hygiene in the store, your hair is falling out of the wine, and you still give it to the customers to drink, go and call the shopkeeper!"

"Childe, you wronged the villain, obviously you plucked it from the villain's head and threw it into the wine. ”

"Who saw that?"

"This ...... This ......" shopkeeper looked pitiful.

"Then you drink it, the shopkeeper doesn't ask, forget it, if you want to ask, just say I forced you to drink. ”

The shopkeeper was helpless, so he had to lift the glass of wine and drink it all, and when he was finished, he smacked his lips and said, "Good wine!"

"Would you like another drink?"

"I really don't dare to drink anymore, the villain still has a lot of things to do. The villain has never drunk such a good wine, thank you Childe! Thank you Childe!. ”

Mo Yu waved his hand to let him down.

The shopkeeper kept thanking him as he walked, but in his heart he was saying "what a fucking weirdo"

Mo Yu has never been a weirdo, since he did this, there is a reason for him to do it. Since he had the experience of being drugged in wine, Mo Yu's vigilance has also increased, and the wine sent by others is the safest for him to drink first.

In order not to let his face have more pockmarks, pockmarks, and pockmarks than the stars in the sky, Mo Yu did not remove the cloth on his face when eating. Just peel off a corner and feed something into your mouth. Fortunately, human beings are born with special abilities, and even if they can't see their mouths, they will never feed food into their nostrils.

Mo Yu poured himself a drink while looking at the bustling people downstairs. It was too hot during the day, and after night, people came out to hang out, and the streets were even more lively than during the day.