The shopkeeper hurriedly picked up the silver, full of doubts, not understanding why Chen Mo just drank a bowl of tea and crushed a cup, why did he throw down ten taels of silver?

wanted to chase out, find Chen Mo, and avoid trouble, but saw that Chen Mo had arrived in front of the teahouse, jumped a few feet, jumped on the back of the red feather blood horse, kicked the ribs of the red feather blood horse, and went away, and the coachman who followed him and rested at the door was also busy chasing the car to follow.

In an instant, only the red feather blood horse roared all over the mountains, and a few mortal horses on the side were frightened, crawling on the ground, trembling.

"What a god horse!" A few people at the bottom of the teahouse had seen the world, and looked at the billowing smoke and dust on the side of the road, and subconsciously praised it.

It was the person in the rivers and lakes who was the first to shout at Chen Mo, and he couldn't help but tremble, and fell silent, suddenly remembering how amazing Chen Mo's momentum was before? He had never seen it in anyone for decades after walking the rivers and lakes! After that, he fell into a state of weakness, as if pretending to be powerful, and it was he who had the courage to shout Chen Mo.

Now that I think about it, it looks like that kid deliberately restrained his momentum... And that horse...

Thinking of this, the face of the people in the rivers and lakes turned pale, and he hurriedly checked out and left, thinking to himself, I am afraid that I will not be able to come to this place in the future.

This is a trivial matter, Chen Mo naturally doesn't know and won't care, at this time he rode a red feather blood horse to pick up shortcuts in the mountains and fields, and just galloped recklessly.

The extremely fast speed brought gusts of wind, but it couldn't extinguish the anxiety in Chen Mo's heart, what appeared in his mind sometimes was the smiling faces of every villager, and sometimes what appeared was Xiao Er's sentence 'No one is alive'...

Finally, after running wildly for dozens of miles, even the red feather blood horse was not supported, and with an emergency stop, Chen Mo, who was in a trance, fell off the horse and rolled for more than ten meters before stopping.

This kind of change naturally couldn't hurt Chen Mo, and after lying on his stomach for a while, he sat up with his eyes blank, but he didn't want to sit up as soon as he sat up, and a mouthful of blood with a small blood clot spurted out of his mouth.

After spitting out the blood, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes slowly cleared, others didn't know Chen Mo's situation, but Chen Mo himself knew it.

From the moment he heard Xiao Er's words in the teahouse, his already sad brain was blank, and the sadness in his heart could not be vented, so a depression was formed in his chest.

Xiao Er didn't know, but he still said that Muyan Village was punished by God because of evil, which aroused Chen Mo's anger.

Under such great sorrow and anger, Chen Mo's mood was completely chaotic, and only a killing intent remained, attracting the dantian, and the aura was not slowly mobilized, and it instantly filled the dantian, almost going against the current.

If it weren't for the shopkeeper's pot of cold water pouring down on his head and face, Chen Mo would have fallen into a dangerous situation of going mad, and that teahouse would also be washed in blood.

I have to say that this is Chen Mo's luck, and in today's troubled times, those who can open a teahouse on the side of this official road are all people with some courage and eyesight.... At least one tragedy was averted.

What happened in the end was just that after Chen Mo sobered up, he took the opportunity to act, so as not to be seen by others, he was from Muyan Village.

Of course, Chen Mo didn't know why he wanted to hide it, but he subconsciously felt that he should do it.

As for the shopkeeper, Chen Mo could only leave ten taels of silver indiscriminately to express his gratitude.

It's just that... Chen Mo grabbed his chest suddenly, thinking of his father and fellow villagers, he still couldn't help himself, even if he had spit out the bruise that had been stuck in his chest just now, how could he vomit this sadness?

The sky had already darkened at this time, gloomy and terrifying, Chen Mo suddenly turned over and stood up frantically, he still didn't believe it, he was going to see what was going on in Muyan Village in person?

He still has a glimmer of hope in his heart...

After a period of rest, the Red Feather Blood Horse stepped like a fly, less than a hundred miles away, and arrived in less than an hour.

Standing on the low hill at the entrance of the village, Chen Mo stared into the distance, and the bottom of the mountain was his familiar homeland, but Muyan Village, which was originally located at the foot of the mountain, had disappeared, and only the scorched earth was full of devastation.

And back then, the entrance of the village under this low mountain was the place where he left, and I remember that the villagers all came to see each other, and the words of the old village chief were still in my ears before leaving...

But now, what about them?

Chen Mo's lips trembled violently, and the hand holding the reins was so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

At last he stumbled off his horse, and ran like a madman to the village, but he stumbled and fell at the foot of the mountain, and then fell to his knees, like a helpless child, and cried out loud.

The wind blew under the low mountain at the entrance of the village, echoing in this deserted village with Chen Mo's cry, like the sorrow of the sky, even more desolate...

......

It was night, and the beating firelight illuminated Chen Mo's face, which was still slightly pale, and despite the raging fire, Chen Mo still felt chills all over his body.

However, judging from his expression, Chen Mo seems to have returned to his usual calm and calm appearance.

"My lord, would you like to eat some baked buns?" On the side, the coachman handed over hot water and baked hot buns, and it was another day's journey, so he could only fill his stomach with dry food.

Chen Mo didn't have much appetite, but he still pretended to be okay and took the water and food handed by the coachman, ate it in a big gulp, and said to the coachman vaguely while eating: "I have already explored Muyan Village, and it is a ruin, so you don't have to go." ”

The coachman was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say, and he didn't know much about Chen Mo's affairs, the only thing he knew was that he was helping Chen Mo transport some grain to Muyan Village.

Therefore, after being silent for a long time, the coachman had to say in a loud voice: "Childe's horse is so good, I have only driven more than half of the way, and Childe has already met me on the way back..."

"Horses?" Chen Mo took a sip of water and said with a wry smile: "Do you know how this horse came about?" I exchanged a cart of grain from another remote village, and now in troubled times, food is expensive, and you can exchange it for something you can't imagine. ”

After that, Chen Mo sighed: "Don't underestimate many villages, they have a long heritage, and the ancestors left some good things." Which, this time it's unlucky..."

Speaking of this, Chen Mo kept silent, his expression was like an accidental emotion, and he said something that should not be said, which made the coachman stunned for a while, he didn't expect that there was such a deal in this world, and it was really a way to make money if he thought about it, but he couldn't do this business if he was too eyesight and knowledge.

At least this horse had always thought it was an ordinary horse before, wouldn't it be a big loss to exchange a cart of grain in this troubled world?

The coachman thought about it, but Chen Mo was extremely tired and fell asleep, he didn't say anything all night, it was early morning in the blink of an eye, Chen Mo couldn't take this lot of food, so he used the food to offset the coachman's expenses, only took a small box full of gold bars, and said goodbye to the coachman.

Looking at the back of the coachman walking farther and farther, Chen Mo's previously calm expression gradually became sad and serious.

He didn't mean to deceive the coachman, but after yesterday's sadness, he took a cursory look at the village and made an important discovery, that is, the village was destroyed by cultivators!

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ps: After reading this chapter, I believe book friends have understood why Chen Mo reacted like that, right?

This involves a big foreshadowing, and now Lao Lan must not be spoilers, but since everyone has seen it here, it shows that Lao Lan's plot style and writing level have been recognized to a certain extent, I hope that in the future plot, everyone will be more patient with Lao Lan, let Lao Lan play to his heart's content, and write a different Xianxia world, rest assured, everyone thinks it is a poisonous point, and it is a poisonous point for Lao Lan, and Lao Lan will not let everyone down.