The autumn rain has not stopped since last night.

There is no grass in the new grave, and it is a little lonely in this stretching world.

Chen Mo planted a small tree next to the grave, but there was no monument, in his heart, the village chief's grandfather will live forever, and the monument is hopeless, and he is willing to plant a small tree.

"The tree was planted by Mo'er, and in the days that followed, Mo'er accompanied the village chief's grandfather for a long time. Chen Mo let the rain wet his body and whispered in a low voice.

Ah Xiang and Lian'er stood beside Chen Mo sensibly, Lian'er bit her lower lip and was about to bite out the blood, while Ah Xiang sobbed intermittently, but she was much calmer than before.

Chen Mo stood speechless, not yesterday's oath, he never knew that hatred had such great power, so big that it filled a person's hot heart, making it cold.

He doesn't know if there is really reincarnation in this world, if there is reincarnation, after slashing the enemy, can he go up to the poor Bi and fall into the Yellow Spring, and find the unjustly killed people of Muyan Village... Even then, they may have forgotten about Muyan Village, and they may have been reincarnated for several lifetimes... But it doesn't matter, they are willing to go to that paradise and have no worries.

"Let's go. Chen Mo's thoughts were very chaotic, thinking about things made him feel too ethereal, and after a while, Chen Mo hugged Ah Xiang and Lian'er on the horse, and finally led the horse and turned away.

Just after walking a few steps, I still can't help but turn back frequently.

Once upon a time, the village was all he believed in. And paying attention to the cultivation realm is mostly just to keep the light on the face of the master and brother.

Chen Mo didn't have much ambition.

Today, Chen Mo only longs for strength.

Only strength can slash the enemy, only strength can keep the dearest and heaviest people, there will be no next time for such helpless pain, Chen Mo said to himself.

The ambition on the path of cultivation finally took root in Chen Mo's heart, and it had formed an indelible mark in an instant.

......

January after autumn.

Looking at the Green Willow Villa not far away, Chen Mo knew that he had entered the jurisdiction of the Kongsang Immortal Gate.

Muyan Village is in the north, and Kongsang Xianmen is in the south.

Although it is autumn, the weather does not get cooler from north to south, but becomes hotter and hotter.

Under the blazing sun, the ancient road winding into the distance resembles a roasted yellow snake, and a surging heat wave rises on its face.

"Brother Mo, I'm thirsty. Ah Xiang couldn't stand the heat, and saw a tea stall under the shade of a tree not far away, so she didn't want to move forward.

Lian'er was a little more sensible, but she couldn't help but lick her dry lips when she looked at the tea stall.

Along the way, instead of being thinner, these two originally thin little girls became more emaciated, but became smart, just because Chen Mo took care of them thoroughly, and they were extremely spoiled.

"Okay, when you're thirsty, come down and drink herbal tea. Don't be greedy. Chen Mo took the two sisters from the horse, tied the horses, and led them to sit down at the tea stall.

Selling tea is an old man surnamed Wang, who lives in the village under the jurisdiction of Green Willow Villa, seeing that it is rare to see business come to the door, the attitude is courteous, not to mention the three bowls of herbal tea, seeing that the two little girls are cute, and specially sent a stack of tea cakes.

The tea cake was sweet, Ah Xiang and Lian'er ate happily, and rarely smiled. Chen Mo was moved by the enthusiasm of the old man selling tea, so he took out a piece of silver about three taels and handed it to the old man selling tea.

"Shaoxia, herbal tea is only three big dollars, and refreshments are only five big dollars. I can't find your three taels of silver. "The old man didn't accept Chen Mo's money.

"Don't look for it, my sister loves your refreshments, just wrap two servings for me when you leave." Chen Mo didn't care much, don't say that this money is nothing, as long as the sisters can be happy, what about thirty spirit stones?

"Don't, don't. The old man is not short of money, his son and daughter-in-law are all working in Green Willow Villa, and they have more than ten taels of silver a month. I'm selling this herbal tea purely out of my idleness. The old man resolutely didn't want Chen Mo's money, and pushed it back again and again.

When Chen Mo heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he didn't force it, put away the money, and patiently searched for a long time before he found a dozen or so big money to give to the old man, but he said quietly: "Then thank you for the refreshments." It's just that there are so many silver taels in this Green Willow Villa?"

"Of course, this radius of three hundred miles, who has never heard of Liu Mubai, the old owner of Green Willow Villa. Speaking of the owner of Green Willow Villa, the old man seemed to be a little excited.

Chen Mo pretended to be puzzled: "What have you heard of the old owner?"

"Good man!" the old man said simply, but he couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his hand, and his proud look seemed to be praising his family.

Chen Mo smiled slightly, and said secretly in his heart: "The seventh, this time is really the right person?"

Yes, Chen Mo has traveled all the way, and he is already the seventh person to praise Liu Mubai, the owner of Green Willow Villa.

The words of praise may be exaggerated, but the look of people's love and support from the bottom of their hearts cannot be faked.

And Chen Mo pays so much attention to Liu Mubai, naturally there is a reason for him.

After leaving Guyang Town that day, under Chen Mo's deliberate investigation, he found that Xiao Ah Xiang and Lian'er actually had spiritual roots.

Chen Mo was not shocked by this. People in the world may say that there is not one in 100,000 people who have spiritual roots. But for Muyan Village, as long as they are the descendants of Muyan Village, there are six or seven out of ten people who have spiritual roots.

This conclusion was seen by Chen Mo from the ancestral notes left by the village chief, and he was actually quite surprised.

Although I know in my heart that the probability of a cultivator giving birth to a child with a spiritual root is much higher than that of ordinary people, it is not exaggerated that it has been passed down for more than 1,200 years, and there are still so many people among the descendants who have spiritual roots, right?

Speaking of the ancestor's codex, Chen Mo only smiled bitterly, except for leaving specific ancestral teachings, there were no extra words, and he refused to even reveal his name, only saying that his surname was Chen... He also said that if future generations knew his name, it would cause a terrible disaster.

What a monstrous disaster, Chen Mo didn't know. He only knew that Muyan Village had been destroyed, and what greater disasters were there? However, Ah Xiang and Lian'er had spiritual roots, so they would have to cultivate.

Returning to the empty Sangxian Gate to take care of himself, Chen Mo also thought about it like this.

It's just that after the catastrophe in the village, Chen Mo's mentality became more cautious, and he was worried in his heart, if one day in the future, the treasure of heavenly casting was exposed, wouldn't it be to involve a pair of little sisters, this had to be guarded against.

He couldn't tell why, but he always had a hunch that this disaster in the village was related to the treasure he had obtained.

In addition, I had to arrange a proper place for Ah Xiang and Lian'er, not only to have no worries about food and clothing, but also to be able to practice.

Thinking about it, Chen Mo felt that it was most secure to foster a pair of little sisters in that kind of small cultivator family.

It took a month to procrastinate and procrastinate, Chen Mo was searching, and he also found a few small Xiuzhen families with good reputations.

It's just that Chen Mo is very demanding, and these families are secretly investigated by Chen Mo, and they are not very suitable.

And the Green Willow Villa in front of him is a suitable small family he found this time.

In fact, Chen Mo still has a lot of hope in his heart for this Green Willow Villa, after all, the owner of the village, Liu Mubai, has a good reputation, and this place belongs to the Kongsang Immortal Gate, which is not far away, and he can take care of the two little sisters more on weekdays.

There is only one cultivator in the village, Liu Mubai, who is a second-level Qi cultivator, which is in line with Chen Mo's thoughts, and the idea that there can be no more than three cultivators in the village, and the cultivation cannot exceed the third level of Qi training, and the most important thing is that there are no heirs.

Now along the way, it seems that the rumors of the owner of the village are true. But the specifics of this remain to be seen.

didn't ask anything more, and when the two little sisters finished drinking tea, Chen Mo thanked him and left the small tea stall and walked towards Green Willow Villa.