It's about five o'clock in the afternoon now.

The green mountains are as dark as dark as the grass and trees are lush. It is the midsummer season that Mo Nai hasn't missed for a long time. The setting sun in the evening is no longer fierce and dazzling. The faint afterglow passes through the big clouds floating on the top of the mountain. The east and west brings together the rays of rays and the dusk, and the green smoke lingers, as if it is a fairyland.

Mo Yan smelled the faint fragrance of green grass, and he felt a little "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains".

He was wearing a crimson purple red ramie suit that protected the cold. After he came to his senses, he felt that he was about to be braised.

Fortunately, there are mountains here, and it doesn't look like someone living nearby. Mo Yan asked Tiluoga to stay on the road and wait for a watch. He went down to the deep grass on the side of the road and changed into the moon-white maroon clothes, and his whole body suddenly became extremely cool.

But Mo Yan was about to climb up the path to find his destination - Xiao Zhang Village, but he heard the laughter of several girls vaguely coming.

"Zhang Zhili, you really hate it. I saw those bamboo fungus eggs first." A little girl's angrily voiced.

"It's yours when I see it? Then I see so many things every day, and I'll move to my house? These eggs and mushrooms are right under my feet. Whoever picks them will be theirs. Zhang Mingming, can you be a little rational?" Another tone said with a smile but he didn't give in at all.

Mo Ye was funny when he heard it. It seemed that a child could quarrel for any reason. The few memories he had left when he was in school were unconsciously revealed in his mind.

"Oh, you two have arguing all the way, aren't it just a few broken mushrooms? If I hadn't seen the snake when I was picking skewers, I was so scared that we ran around, would you see such a good mushroom?"

"Yes, yes, you are the most powerful." The little girl who spoke before got the benefits and her attitude was particularly good.

The first girl who spoke angrily said, "Zhang Zhili, you said that your family can't see meat once a year, and it's not delicious to eat just a bunch of mushrooms!"

The little girl named Zhang Zhili laughed out loud after hearing this: "It seems that your family can slaughter a chicken because of this mushroom. Just your stepmother, if you have chickens, you will be given to her own son. Is it your turn?"

"Hmph, she dares? My dad made three rules with me before marrying her. If there is that wild boy, I must have something to eat in one bite, and I must have something to eat in one bite. My grandma said that people should not be too honest, if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather."

The little girl named Zhang Mingming is clever and has a set of things when speaking angry.

Mo Yan slowly stood up from the grass, not daring to be too large in movement, afraid that he would suddenly appear and scare the three little girls.

"Little girl, please ask where Xiao Zhang Village is?" Mo asked softly.

Three little girls were straddling their own small floral schoolbags sewn with one shoulder or off-shoulder, and were carrying bamboo baskets behind them.

Although Mo Wu tried his best to soften his voice, they still scared them to stand still for a while and didn't dare to speak.

Three little girls looked at me, and I looked at you. Suddenly, I saw Tiluoga who was following Mo Ni, and her big eyes were filled with horror.

"Yellow...yellow rat...bah, Huang Taixian!"

What does it mean to be a woman, Huang Daxian? Tiluoga bared her teeth at the three girls.

The other two were originally looking suspiciously at the person in front of them who was dressed strangely and looked more handsome than movie stars. When they heard their companions shouting the words "Huang Taixian" and adding Tiluoga's evil shape, they were immediately in a bad mood.

The three little girls screamed almost at the same time, and then ran wildly on the path of stinging intestinal storm.

The little bamboo baskets behind them were originally filled with wild vegetables and weeds, but they were scattered everywhere because they were scattered everywhere. Even the mushrooms that the two of them snatched before fell on the ground.

The mountains were particularly quiet, and the three little girls' shouts were spread far away, and the long echoes really sounded a bit of ghostly aura.

Mo Yan was helpless.

In such panic moments, people will subconsciously run to their homes, so Mo Wu follows the escape route of the three little girls and slowly walks down the mountain.

I never dreamed that I would be regarded as Wong Tai Sin for the first time I entered the mission world.

I still didn't meet a few people along the way. When I just walked to the foot of the mountain, I finally met another skinny old man in his fifties.

The old man was mowing the grass with a sickle in his hand. There were already a large pile of animals next to him. It seemed that there were cattle, horses and other animals at home.

In order not to be mistaken for Wong Tai Sin again, Mo asked Tiluoga to hide first and walk over and ask for directions alone.

"Uncle, how can I get to Xiao Zhang Village?" Mo Wu asked with a smile.

The old man looked suspicious and asked without answering, "What are you doing in Xiaozhang Village?"

Mo was a little speechless.

"I'll look for Liu Mudun's family in Xiaozhang Village."

When the old man heard this, his face became more and more ugly. At the same time, his subordinates quickly tied the cut grass with the ones they had before with a rope, quickly put them on his shoulders and then strode away, spitting on the ground while walking: "I look like a doggy person, it turns out that he is also a shameless thing!"

Perhaps the distance between the two people increased the sense of security, and the old man shouted from afar: "Don't give up, she is now someone, she is shameless and despicable!"

Mo:...

There was a rustling sound in the grass, and Tiluoga came out gloating with a few grass leaves: "Who are you going to blame this time? Are you fat tiger?"

She beat her up on the spot and then got out: "Hahaha, if I am here, you can at least be a fairy family with me. If I am not here, you are only worthy of being shameless and despicable, hahaha, dear Mr. Mo is despicable."

I'll ask for a way, as for it?

Mo Yan asked the sky speechlessly, feeling that he might have called Shu Dao in his previous life because it was too difficult for him.

This Liu Mudun is not a daughter-in-law, so why is Liu Mudun shameless? He even told himself to give up...

Wait, a flash of inspiration in Mo's mind, and he seemed to understand something.

Sitting under a small tree, Mo Yu clicked on the pitiful introduction to the task, studied it word by word, and suddenly realized that he had made a very serious mistake.

It can be said that Mo Yan’s only advantage is that he is not panic when encountering things, and is soft and hard.

But he has too many shortcomings.

The illiterate and idyllic who graduated from junior high school, the idyllic dog with no social experience, and the few common sense of life are basically based on paper talk. They are derived from films and TV series and novels that are higher than life, and are extremely unreliable.

He is useless except that he looks good and knows how to cook.

The villages in the deep mountains and forests are basically very sparsely populated, and almost all nearby villages that are familiar with each other can climb up with relatives. An outsider like him suddenly appears in a small mountain village with few people. It may be a great thing for places like Xiaozhang Village.

Looking back on the outfits of these four people, they were at least twenty or thirty years behind the world where Mo Ye was, and his outfit was another vigilant reason.

No wonder he couldn't ask the way.

However, the old man had already taken the direction he had already given Mo Yan a way, and the place he went back must be Xiao Zhang Village.

Because villagers in other villages will also be alert to strangers like Mo Jae, but they will not condemn themselves in such an indignant manner. They will only shake their heads and say that they are not from our village.

Mo Yan lacks experience in dealing with others, but once he finds his reason, he still has a little analytical ability to peel off his threads.
Chapter completed!