Alone and Nameless Chapter 71: Back to that village again
"You..." The four elders of the Qingtian Sect slowly spit out one word and fell from the sky. There was a white light between the eyebrows, which slowly spread to the whole body. Before they fell to the ground, there were no bones left and their souls were scattered.
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"Wow, you actually gave me a second. Why didn't you come up with this method earlier!" Maoyu was very surprised when he saw that scene.
"It's not me, but I know who it is." Mo Chu felt that the breath of white light was somewhat familiar, but he was not sure. After thinking for a long time, Mo Chu finally figured out that the white light was left to him by Feng Wuhen.
"Who are you?" Mo Chu glanced at the west, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the thousands of mountains, see the figure in green, and see the person who had only met once.
"Thank you." Mo Chu bowed slightly towards that side.
Mo Chu naturally understood that the man had actually met Mo Chu a long time ago, so he didn't know that he had left a trick on Mo Chu when he was up there to save his life.
"Now, I owe more to others. The less I want to owe others, the more I owe to others!" Mo Chu smiled, a pill appeared in his hand and he swallowed it, not forgetting to hand it to Mao Yu.
It's considered compensation.
"Who is it? Killing a strong man who returns to the One Realm is just a joke." Maoyu slowly walked down the void and collapsed on the ground.
"A person I'm not familiar with!" Mo Chu looked into the distance gratefully.
"Forget it, don't ask, it's boring!" Seeing that Mo Chu didn't say anything, Maoyu lay on the ground to recover from his injuries.
"It's been a month since we came out, little Jiao. I wonder how that guy Bai Shang is doing!" The Sword Palace appeared in Mo Chu's palm, and he saw Xiao Jiao lying on the highest palace, looking out at him.
roar.......
"That guy Bai Shang is very lucky, don't worry about it!" Mo Chu was still very confident in Bai Shang.
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"This land in Beizhou is really nice!" At this time, Bai Shang was sitting in a restaurant, drinking pot after pot of wine, drunk and comfortable, but Mo Chu was worried about him.
"I wonder what happened to that guy from Taishang Mochu? He won't go to Shiwanda Mountain!" Bai Shang said with a big tongue. As he spoke, he picked up the wine jar and poured wine into his mouth.
"No matter what, that guy is so lucky that he can still come out alive even if he enters the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Oh, why is the wine gone? The waiter is serving wine." Bai Shang shouted loudly.
"Uncle, please stop drinking, our restaurant is out of wine!" The waiter's face looked like a bitter gourd.
"It's boring" Bai Shang was a little unhappy.
"Forget it, no...drink...!" Bai Shang stood up and swayed towards the door.
"I really don't know what happened to that little girl!" Bai Shang smiled sillyly as he walked, his smile was extremely bright, and then he walked into a place called Baihua Building.
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"Maoyu, let's go." Mo Chu walked over and gave the sleeping Maoyu a kick.
"Ah, what's wrong?" Maoyu was startled.
"Let's go." Mo Chu looked at Maoyu condescendingly.
"Okay." The cat fish turned into a stream of light and rushed into the sword palace. It found a place far away from the little dragon and fell asleep. After a while, the sound of snoring was heard.
Mo Chu had no choice but to dust off his butt and flew away into the distance.
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"Have you heard? This time, all the people who went to Shiwanda Mountain to hunt for treasure were killed, and not even a bit of news was spread. Now the sects are looking for the murderer like crazy.
." On the edge of Shiwanda Mountain, in Wanshan City, two people were sitting in front of a tea stall talking about what had happened in recent days. It could be said that they were very happy.
There is a weapon beside the two of them. Both of them are warriors. They are at the unity level and are relatively powerful people in this place. The tea stall owner is also respectful when he sees the two of them, for fear of offending them.
Not happy.
"Grandma, stop here, you stole something and you want to run away." There were some disharmonious sounds and some noise in the originally harmonious street.
Mo Chu looked over at the source of the sound and saw a gray-faced eleven or twelve-year-old boy being chased by a big man. The boy had some bruises on his face and his hair was like weeds. It would be hard to insert a chopstick into it.
I was able to stand in it, but the clothes obviously didn't fit me well, and could only cover the part above the knees. There were many patches on it, and I was holding a bun tightly in my hand, for fear of losing it while running.
The young runner was no match for the strong physique of an adult, and was soon overtaken.
Mo Chu looked at the young man and vaguely remembered that when he was young, he often stole things from other people's houses. His grandfather would come to apologize to him every time. He said that he would teach him well when he went back, but after returning home, he just laughed.
He touched Mo Chu's face.
"Hmph, you stole something and you still want to run away." The big man kicked the young man in the chest. The young man fell to the ground, his face turned slightly purple, but he tightly held the bun in his hand to protect his chest.
"Hand it over." The big man held down the thin boy and grabbed the bun on the child's chest with his big hands.
But the young man's hands were like iron pliers, and it was still difficult for the big man to break them open no matter how hard he tried.
At this time, many people had gathered around, looking at the two people as if they were watching a play. Some showed unbearable expressions, while others showed no expression at all, and their eyes were as numb as his own.
"Let me see if you let go."
"Fellow fellows, this kid stole my steamed buns, what do you think we should do?" the big man said to the onlookers, trying to draw attention to the young man.
"How can such a young person steal things? I don't know how adults teach him!" Someone said angrily, with a mean and unreasonable tone.
Others also took responsibility for the young man, as if they were on the side of justice, criticizing the evil in their mouths.
Obviously, the big man's move had an effect. Everyone no longer paid attention to him because he hit the boy, but focused on the boy who stole things.
The young man was silent, still holding the bun firmly in his hand as if to protect his own life, and staring at the onlookers.
"Take it out. Even if you feed this bun to the dog today, I won't give it to you." The big man pressed the young man tightly, trying to take back his property.
"I don't" the boy said loudly.
The big man seemed to have been disgraced, and his expression became extremely ugly.
"Okay, no, right?" The big man stared at the child.
"I told you, no." The man rounded his hands and was about to hit him. Everyone onlookers had smiles on their faces, because the evil in their eyes had been punished as it should be, so they were very happy. No one thought that it was a child.
But he couldn't bear it, so he went up to stop him. He didn't even ask the child why he stole it, but just threatened to punish the boy.
The big hand struck down on the young man's hand. At this moment, a slender hand grabbed the wrist of the rough big hand, making it difficult for the big man's hand to advance any further.
"Who?" The big man was furious and turned around
Cursing angrily, what came into view was a face without any expression, looking at him indifferently. The black clothes matched that expression perfectly. Looking at him condescendingly, it was Mo Chu.
The young man who was pushed to the ground by the big man was also looking at him blankly, with gratitude in his eyes.
"Let him go, take this, it's just a bun, don't make such a big fight, how can you face your ancestors after an old face dies?" Mo Chu put two copper coins in his hand.
The young man let go and reached out to take it, but at this moment the two copper coins fell to the ground.
"You..." The big man looked at Mo Chu fiercely, with anger about to burst out of his eyes.
"Do more good deeds," Mo Chu said coldly, and then looked at the young man.
"Why did you steal things?" Mo Chu squatted down and asked the young man, wiping the dust from the young man's face with one hand.
"I..." The young man seemed a little timid and did not dare to speak.
"Don't be afraid." Mo Chu led the child into the tavern.
"Waiter, bring some good dishes and some bowls of rice." Mo Chu ordered the waiter.
"Okay, sir, please take a seat. I'll be back in a moment." The waiter said enthusiastically.
"Brother, I..." The young man wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mo Chu.
"Eat first, we'll talk about it later, don't be afraid!" Mo Chu said with a smile.
"Brother, you look so beautiful when you smile." The young man said.
"Really!" Mo Chu looked at the young man with some surprise, as if he was lost in memories. When he was young, he was as happy as other children. Maybe since his grandfather was killed, he would never laugh again. Everything
All my happiness was buried that night by the knife of the man in black.
"Brother, what's wrong with you!" the young man asked timidly.
"Nothing," Mo Chu said with a smile.
"I thought it was me who made my brother unhappy?" The young man whispered, not daring to look at Mo Chu.
"No, let's eat first!" The waiter had already put everything on the table.
The young man stared at the tempting food on the table, but did not dare to move.
"Don't be afraid, brother will treat you to dinner."
When the young man heard this, he immediately started gobbling it up. Mo Chu looked at the young man with a smile and a complicated look on his face.
After a while, the young man finished the food on the table.
"Are you full?" Mo Chu asked.
The young man nodded, and then asked: "Brother, why don't you eat?"
"Not hungry," Mo Chu replied.
"What's your name?" Mo Chu asked.
"My name is Zhao Changge" the young man replied.
"Why did you steal things?" Mo Chu asked again.
"Because, because, my grandma is sick, and there are only some wild vegetables at home. I want to find some delicious food to help my grandma recover." The boy started crying as he spoke.
"I see, can you take me to have a look?" Mo Chu felt sympathetic.
"Yeah" the boy nodded
Mo Chu packed a lot of food and went home with the young man.
The boy lived in the suburbs. There was a thatched house with a simple wall around it, but it was in dilapidated condition.
"Grandma, I brought you delicious food and a big brother. He is so kind!" The young man was very happy.
But when he almost reached the door to meet him, the young man was stunned!