If you say that you can do something else, such as frying, stir-frying and stewing, Wu Zheng may not be good, but you are still quite confident in barbecue. It can be seen from the expressions of Mo Wendao and his wife at the dinner table, as well as the expressions of Mo Zi's three daughters, that everyone is quite satisfied with tonight's roast mutton.

After dinner, Wu Zheng meant that he went to sleep in the study in the west room of the north house, but Mo Wenwen firmly disagreed, and in the end, Wu Zheng still lived in the room last night, and Mo Wendao slept in the study, and Mo Zi slept in the master bedroom with his mother. Su Meng, Su Xiaomei and Zhai Suli live in the same room.

Lying on the bed, combing through the stories told by Zhai Suli during the day, playing with the copper-stained Lingyun Sword in her hand, she couldn't help but ask in her heart, why did she have to give it to herself? Not only that, but the imitation Lingyun Sword and the Iron Sword Order were not going to be wanted, which made Wu Zheng feel very puzzled.

Although the Lingyun Sword was Wei Ziqi's funeral object, it was obtained by Zhai Wenyun from the sword idiot, so Mo Zi's actions during the day were obviously after knowing that Wu Zheng was the descendant of the sword idiot, and he felt that the Lingyun Sword should be owned by Wu Zheng.

Seeing that the mottled patina on the sword body covered the original face of the Lingyun Sword, Wu Zheng really wanted to grind off these rusts and see what it looked like. Turning his head to look at the Haoyue Sword in the package on the dresser next to him, only the hilt of the sword was revealed from the master's sword idiot, and remembered the scene of entering the True Qi in the Haoyue Sword in the stone room of the tomb on Weishan Island, Wu Zheng tried to enter the True Qi into the Lingyun Sword on a whim, and after sitting cross-legged, he tried to enter the True Qi into the Lingyun Sword.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Zheng's originally calm face suddenly showed a look of surprise. Because he had carefully input seventy percent of the True Qi in his body into the Lingyun Sword, but it did not bring the slightest reaction.

"How so?!"

The Haoyue Sword only needed more than one percent of True Qi to emit a faint light, and the rusty Lingyun Sword in his hand absorbed seventy percent of True Qi and didn't react, could it be blocked by the patina on the surface?

Wu Zheng, who was full of curiosity, continued to convey Zhenqi, eighty percent, ninety percent,......。 Wu Zheng didn't dare to enter it anymore, he was worried that after he consumed all the True Qi, what would he do if the five people he let go of during the day would return again? Just when Wu Zheng was about to give up, a miracle happened.

I saw that the mottled rust on the body of the Lingyun Sword in my hand began to roll up like fish scales, and then in a subtle snort, pieces of patina the size of fish scales fell one after another, revealing the sword body glowing with a bright blue light inside.

Shocked, at this time, Wu Zheng only had this feeling in his heart.

Wu Zheng, who had long forgotten that there was a high chance of an accident at night, immediately entered the only remaining Yicheng Zhenqi into the Lingyun Sword.

Snort——, poof.

From the tip of the Lingyun Sword, a sharp sword aura unexpectedly appeared, penetrating a bronze mirror placed on the dresser in one fell swoop. After that, castration continued, leaving a thumb-sized hole in the white wall.

It's just that because Wu Zheng's internal strength has been exhausted, the Lingyun Sword that has not been continuously input by Zhen Qi suddenly dimmed.

Just when Wu Zheng was inexplicably surprised, he suddenly heard the sound of the door of the main room being opened. Then a sound of footsteps came out of the window.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm fine. ”

I didn't want such a slight noise to alarm Mo Zi. From this, it can be seen that Mo Zi has always been paying attention to whether the five people who let go will return at night.

Wu Zheng hurriedly collected his mind, quickly entered the cultivation realm, and recovered the true qi in his body.

Unexpectedly, when the dawn dawned through the window, Wu Zheng also opened his eyes in time and felt the true Qi that had basically recovered, and the whole person was already full of energy. Reaching out to pick up the Lingyun Sword, which had long since faded away from the rust and revealing the blue and purple sword body, he suddenly couldn't put it down.

After playing for a while, he got up and got out of bed, pushed open the door and walked into the snow in the yard that was almost knee-deep, and picked up the shovel leaning against the wall and cleaned it.

Xu was awakened by the sound of Wu Zheng shoveling snow, and soon Mo Wenwen and his wife also walked out one after another.

"Uncle Mo is early, Auntie is early. ”

"Wu Gongzi rest, I'm afraid this snow won't stop for a while, and it's not too late to clean it up after the next day. ”

In Mo's mother's tone, Wu Zheng obviously felt a strong maternal tenderness. Feeling that this morning's Mo Mu has changed a lot compared to yesterday, Wu Zheng guessed that maybe it was because Mo Zi completely told his mother about his life experience at night.

"It's okay, Auntie, it's not tiring to clear the snow. ”

Seeing that her husband also started to sweep the snow in the yard together, Mo's mother turned around and went to the kitchen.

After a while, the snow in the yard had been shoveled by the two of them, and piled up under the low wall at the end of the alley outside the door, and Mo Zi, Su Xiaomei, and Zhai Suli got up one after another.

As usual, Mo Zi still personally sent a basin of steaming face wash and towels to Wu Zheng.

"Come and wash up, my mother has already made breakfast. ”

Mo Zi stood aside and watched Wu Zheng wash up with a tender face, and suddenly noticed how there was a small hole the thickness of a finger on the bronze mirror of the dresser, and then saw the hole in the wall. When he turned his head, he saw Wu Zheng looking over with a look of shame on his face.

"You got it?"

Wu Zheng nodded embarrassedly.

However, Mo Zi did not continue to ask, but put down the bronze mirror and bent down to pick up the basin, and walked out with his feet on his feet.

Wu Zheng looked at her good-looking back, and always felt in his heart that Mo Zi in the morning and night was almost like two people during the day.

During the day, Mo Zi is a sharp-toothed, lively and clever girl, but when she wakes up at night and in the morning, she suddenly becomes docile and well-behaved, like a tender iron condensation.

Wu Zheng, who really didn't understand the reason, thought of this, and while subconsciously shaking his head, the corners of his mouth also revealed a shallow and inexplicable smile.

After breakfast, Wu Zheng found an opportunity and whispered to Mo Zi:

"I always feel that those five people didn't meet Miss Zhai by coincidence. So, after we leave, it's best to ask our aunts and uncles not to stay here anymore. ”

It's just that after finishing speaking, he found that Mo Zi stared at Wu Zheng with a stunned expression as if he didn't understand his words. Wu Zheng, who was looking straight at it, was a little overwhelmed, but Mo Zi's face suddenly rose a touch of crimson, and then took the opportunity of nodding his head to hang his head deeply.

The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like a water lotus, not more than the shyness of the cool breeze.

Looking at Mo Zi, who was inexplicably shy in front of him, for no reason, Wu Zheng suddenly had such a few words in his mind.

"Did you say something wrong?"

Looking at Mo Zi, who turned around and left with a red face, he pondered the sentence he had just said in his heart, and he didn't feel anything wrong, but Wu Zheng was stunned in place. (To be continued.) )