Mo Xian didn't care about the three of them, these three people were lying there, Mo Xian didn't take their lives, they just fell into a coma, they woke up after about two hours, and they didn't see Mo Xian search them all, the three of them only had their clothes left, Mo Xian let them go, and he continued to walk out of the mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for whether they will encounter the beast, it is not Mo Xian's consideration, if they are unlucky and encounter the beast, they have to count their bad luck, Mo Xian does not have the slightest guilt.

After walking for about half an hour, he came across a road, which was a road, circling in the mountains, Mo Xian had already known the road from the dream of the three of them, and knew that it was made of something called asphalt combined with sand and gravel, as for the rest, the three of them did not know because they did not study well.

Mo Xian came to the side of the road, smelled a strange smell in his nose, this smell is indescribable, there is a very faint stench, Mo Xian's senses are extremely sensitive, he knows, no wonder there is a smell in the air that has no smell in his own world, this is one of the smells, Mo Xian thoughtfully, even the air has this smell, obviously this smell is not a natural smell, indicating that there are many new things in this world.

Just arrived at the side of the road, Mo Xian squatted down, the road was very flat, with black asphalt, Mo Xian stretched out his hand, touched the ground, but in his heart was analyzing, this is a man-made thing, there is no trace of mana, other raw materials are natural, this is obviously an artificial product, but it has the hardness of stone, and it is elastic, it is indeed a good material for road construction.

In his own world, monks are monks, mortals are mortals, monks never do mundane things, in this world, such roads are built by mortals themselves, or monks build, Mo Xian fell into contemplation, monks do not pursue liberation, at least in the dream of the three people, there are many monks who do not pursue liberation, but in the world, those engineers and the like (Mo Xian feels that this word is very accurate) are basically monks.

Then again, in this world, there are no pure ordinary people, because of the popularization of compulsory education, at least after finishing primary school, there is no illiteracy, and they all have a preliminary understanding of cultivation, Mo Xian admired, and there are more monks among them who stand out, after all, the base is much higher than the world where Mo Xian is located, and the possibility of high-level monks in this world is greater than that of the world where Mo Xian is.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian's heart was more curious about this world, and he was more vigilant, and from then on, he had to pay attention to everything he said and did. Mo Xian stood up, a car in the distance was speeding over, the speed could catch up with him to perform the land flying technique, the vehicle did not stop, and in a blink of an eye, Mo Xian looked at the back of the car, he already knew from the dream of the three of them that this was a means of transportation, but there were two kinds of power, one was purified from a liquid mined from the ground, and the other was electricity, this world can actually make electricity, and turn attack spells into power.

Mo Xian followed the road, and there were many cars speeding through in the middle, and when he reached a fork in the road, there was a small road stretching out to a village, among the villages, most of them were two-story small buildings, with yards, compared to the low thatched huts in their own world, they were no less than the difference between heaven and earth, and there was a flat land in the middle of the mountain not far from the village, and there was a public building, which should be a primary school.

Mo Xian's heart moved, so he turned in, and came to the primary school, the primary school has a large playground, two buildings are on the left side of the playground, there are students in the playground neatly boxing, Mo Xian can see that the kind of boxing is very simple, but real and effective, the action is not intense, but condensed like a mountain.

There were only a few dozen people, but most of them were very immature, and a few were older, and at the front of the team, stood their coach, who should say their teacher, was shouting the password. Mo Xian's arrival did not attract much attention from him, Mo Xian saw that this was a foundation building monk, with a lot of energy, and the foundation building monk, in Mo Xian's world, has surpassed the world, but in this world, he is a teacher here.

Mo Xian walked to the school gate and saw a vertical sign at the school gate, which read: Dangyang Primary School. Mo Xian hesitated for a moment, and the bell rang together, the students got out of class, and there were four or five hundred students here, all of whom poured out and ran to the playground, many students were running and jumping, and a few of them were turning their heads.

There are no walls on the campus, and as soon as Mo Xian wanted to enter the campus, an old man called out to him: "What are you doing?"

Mo Xian knew that this should be the communication room, which was the same thing as the gatehouse of his own world, this old man was a high-level cultivator of qi refining, of course he couldn't see Mo Xian's cultivation, Mo Xian stopped.

"Uncle, I am a traveler, I accidentally got lost in the Yuquan Mountains, I saw that there is a primary school here, and I want to inquire what kind of boundary this is. Mo Xian said politely.

The old man looked at him, he was dressed in gray, but the style was the style of the inspector, but it was also different, about clothing, the world is very open, when there are clothes, in big cities, this kind of clothing changed from uniforms is very common, but he doesn't know the clothing is very suitable, it seems that he is a tourist in a big city, the old man thought of this, and his face softened.

"This is Dangyang County, which belongs to the south of Yuquan Mountain. ”

"Is there a map?" Mo Xian asked again, he knew that the general school should have a map, this is what he learned from the three people, "I want to see, where I have been?"

Mo Xian's request was not excessive, and the old man pointed with his hand: "You go to the principal's room over there and ask." ”

It happened that the martial arts teacher came, and the old man saw it and said, "Little Sun, you take this guest to the principal's office, by the way, what is your name?"

Mo Xian said: "My surname is Mo, my name is Mo Xian, uncle, your surname?" Mo Xian replied while asking.

"Chapter, early chapter. Uncle Zhang said with a smile.

"Uncle Zhang, thank you. Mo Xian thanked him and kept up with Teacher Sun, who was a middle-aged man, and he couldn't see the depth of Mo Xian, so he tried to ask, "Mr. Mo, where is your hometown?"

"My hometown is from Qianjing, but I work in Ganzhou. Mo Xian said, he made up a hometown and place of work for himself, Qianjing is very large, in the memory of the three of them, there are 30 million people, this kind of number makes Mo Xian feel inexplicably surprised, but it is not the most populous big city, Shenghai City has a population of 50 million, compared to this huge number, Mo Xian's largest city in the world, Andu, has a population of only about 1 million, and the population of an ordinary small city is less than 100,000.

There is a large population, hidden in it, who will check his details, and work in Ganzhou, in the impression of the three people, Ganzhou is far away from here, and if they define themselves a little farther, it is estimated that they will not check it. (To be continued.) )