Mo Laosan chased after Mo Erha with two handfuls of burnt mustaches, although the strong body shape seemed to give people a feeling of slowness, but Mo Laosan's movements were very sensitive, and he pressed Mo Erha to the ground without running ten steps, raised the cigarette stick and was about to wave it down, when he suddenly saw Tuchen standing stupidly on the side: "Eh, Erha, who is this?"

Mo Erha saw that Mo Laosan's attention was attracted, and hurriedly explained with a hippie smile: "I didn't go to the grave today, but to save people." He had people buried alive in the ground, and I dug them up!"

"Oh?" Mo Laosan stood up and tidied up his vest when he heard the sound, looked at Tuchen and asked, "What is your name, where is your home, and why were you framed and buried alive in the cold water forest?"

Tuchen was a little dumbfounded, he didn't answer, and of course he couldn't answer, after all, he didn't know who he was and where he came from.

Mo Erha also got up and dusted off the dirt on his body: "No need to ask, he may have a little head injury, and he doesn't remember anything now." Daddy, haven't you traveled all over the world, can you find a way to help him find his family?"

Then Mo Erha told him how he found out the ins and outs of Tuchen.

After hearing this, Mo Laosan stroked his mustache and nodded: "You don't remember anything, you are buried alone in this deep mountain and old forest, so looking for relatives is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and there is little hope." In this way, you can stay here for the time being, and in a while Erha will go to Hudu to select exorcist hunters. It's a big place, and there are a lot of people, so how about you go and inquire with us?"

Tuchen's mind went blank, and he subconsciously nodded in response.

While speaking, Mo Erha ran into the wooden house and took a set of trousers and vests that were exactly the same as his own and handed them to Tu Chen: "This is my clothes, although you are taller than me, but you should barely be able to wear them." After speaking, he patted his head again: "Dad, he can't remember what his name is, and he doesn't have a name, why don't you give him a name?"

Mo Laosan took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked at the fish belly white that had just risen in the sky in the distance and was silent for a moment: "You said that there is a word 'Tu' on his tombstone, then it must be surnamed Tu, and it is early morning at the moment, so it will be called Tuchen, what do you think, little brother?"

"Tuchen ......" silently recited his name, Tuchen felt strange and familiar, and his temples ached faintly.

Mo Erha, who was next to him, pursed his lips and sighed to himself: "You are really your father, you are majestic in naming others, and you have come to your own son...... Erha!?Mo Erha!?What kind of name is this?......"

Mo Laosan's eyes widened: "The names of our old Mo family are determined according to the situation at the time, not only did you not cry but laughed twice when you were born, it is naturally more appropriate to call it 'Erha'." Besides, your grandfather gave Lao Tzu the name of 'Mo Laosan', just because he was born in the third watch, so who should I find to reason with......"

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After laughing, Mo Laosan raised his hand and pointed to the room on the north side of the wooden house: "Okay, this night is tired, you go to the north house to rest and rest, I will go hunt two rabbits, and improve the food this morning!" said and walked into the house, carrying a bamboo tube more than one meter long and a short knife on his back and leaving the courtyard and walking down the slope.

Mo Erha responded with a smile and walked into the wooden house with Tuchen.

There is not much furniture in the wooden house, but the four walls are covered with all kinds of animal skins, and the large kang in the north house is also covered with a thick layer of animal skins.

After entering the house, Mo Erha lazily jumped on the kang, ignored the soil on his body, closed his eyes and stretched his waist, but he did not sleep but thought about the rabbit that Mo Laosan said: "I haven't eaten rabbits for a long time, Tuchen, I didn't expect to get your light this time." By the way, you really can't remember anything?"

Tuchen lay beside Mo Erha, feeling the warmth and softness of the beast's fur, although his body was tired, he also did not feel sleepy: "I don't know...... I just think...... Very sad......"

"Being framed and buried alive in the soil, you should be happy to be able to save your life, my father said, as long as you live, you can start over again!" Mo Erha changed his comfortable posture and continued: "But you don't have to be sad, wait for half a month to go to Hudu with me, maybe you can find your family." ”

Tuchen nodded, looked out the window at the starry sky, and stopped talking......

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At the same time, in the sky of a deep ancient forest in the human world, there were two giant eagles, one large and one small, hovering! The wings of the larger ones spread out for more than ten meters, each feather was like a black fan, and the sharp claws were even more sparkling. The other, though slightly smaller, is also a behemoth.

The two giant eagles were surrounded by black qi, and they were obviously demonic beasts.

On the back of the giant eagle, there stood an old man with a hunched waist and a sharp-beaked monkey gills, and the gaze exuded from the two eyes of his upper body was a little sharper than the giant eagle under his feet. On the back of another smaller giant eagle stood a graceful woman wearing a purple robe and covering her face with a black veil, in the darkness, a faint purple light lingered around her body, and her long purple hair fluttered in the wind on the robe.

"Did you find it?" asked the arch-backed old man in a hoarse voice, looking intently at the ancient forest below.

The purple-robed woman didn't move a bit, only the black veil on her face trembled slightly: "Not yet, could he be dead?"

"Die?" the hunchbacked old man snorted: "He's a demon, how can a demon die." As you continue to search for his demonic aura, you must find him!"

"What about you?"

After a moment of silence, the old man touched his rickety back, and his voice became even hoarse: "I'm going to find a new body, this person...... It's ugly......!"

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At noon, the dazzling sunlight shone directly on his face, and Tuchen woke up from his sleep. He felt as if he had a dream, but he couldn't remember the content of the dream, and the only feeling he could know was sadness...... Extreme grief......

Just as he was sitting on the kang in a daze and recalling his dream, Mo Erha walked in with a roasted rabbit leg, beckoning to him while eating: "I've slept in the soil for so long, I didn't expect you to be so able to sleep when you dig it out." Hurry up and eat rabbit meat, it's too late. ”

In the courtyard, two skinned rabbits were placed on a bonfire burning with only red carbon, and Mo Laosan was constantly rummaging to prevent the meat from being roasted. Seeing Tu Chen, he also waved enthusiastically: "It seems that the recovery is good, how is it, do you remember something?"

Tuchen shook his head slightly, swallowed his saliva at the smell of roast rabbit meat, and then devoured it like Mo Erha......

After a storm and clouds, the two fat hares were only bones, and Mo Erha patted his round belly and burped in satisfaction. Mo Laosan cleared his throat: "How about Erha, have you eaten enough?"

"I'm full, Dad, your barbecue skills are really getting more and more perfect......"

Mo Laosan's smile suddenly closed when he heard this, and his eyes widened again: "Don't talk nonsense, eat and drink enough for me to practice quickly, and first draw yesterday's karmic fire talisman and thunder talisman a hundred times!" After that, he sat back on the wooden bench and lit the cigarette pouch: "Tuchen will count it for you, Lao Tzu Supervisor, don't want to be lazy!"