Wu Dexing was angry just now and vented all his anger on the people who came into the city behind him. He beat and scolded them all the time, and the exploitation became even more severe. The people dared not speak out in anger.
Mo Di waited for a long time, and finally waited until he was examined. He had long disliked Wu Dexing, and when he was called, he deliberately did not answer and walked slowly over.
Wu Dexing was not in a good mood. When he saw the person coming, he didn't take a closer look and punched him.
Mo Di grabbed Wu Dexing's hand, held it tightly, and looked at him coldly, his eyes full of anger!
A sharp pain came from his arm. Wu Dexing grinned in pain and yelled "Ouch". He wanted to pull his arm back, but he couldn't do it at all! He looked up and saw Mo Di staring at him, his eyes
They all burst out with anger, and their hearts
My heart trembled, and I thought: Damn! How can this kid be so strong? He is not a good person! Damn it, although there are many strong people in Xianyang, I don't usually meet them, but today I met them all.
What a bad luck!
Wu Dexing smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, please let go, let go. Please leave. It's my fault that I blocked your way because I didn't have the foresight. It's all my fault."
Mo Di glared at him again and let him go with a wave of his hand. Wu Dexing was staggered and almost fell down. He rubbed his arms and cursed secretly in his mind, but he did not dare to show it on his face.
Behind Mo Di was Zhao Man'er, and her slender figure made Wu Dexing's eyes shine. Although Wu Dexing couldn't see clearly her face under the green gauze, he was sure she was a beauty by looking at her figure. As soon as his sperm reached his head, he immediately
The unhappiness just now was forgotten.
He stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Man'er and shouted: "You, stop!" Then he came forward, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Little lady, why are you still covering your face? Could it be that you are a wanted criminal? Don't you dare?"
Show your face, right? Hehe, I have to check it carefully." As he said that, he rubbed his hands and reached out to lift the veil covering Zhao Maner's face.
As soon as Wu Dexing stretched out his hand, someone grabbed his arm again, and a familiar sharp pain hit him.
"Hey!" Wu Dexing grinned in pain. He looked back and saw that it was the same young man just now, still staring at him with a pair of dark eyes.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much. Brother, please be gentle. You're gone, why are you meddling with this?"
"This girl is with me!" Mo Di said coldly.
Wu Dexing looked at Mo Di and Zhao Man'er, smiled bitterly and said: "Together? Okay, no need to Cha Lele, you can go! You can all go!"
Zhao Man'er hurriedly ran behind Mo Di.
Wu Dexing saw that Mo Di still had no intention of letting go. He didn't know what else he wanted to do, so he smiled flatteringly, and unconsciously became half shorter again, and asked: "Brother, what are you..."
Mo Di pursed his lips towards Princess Yangzi and said, "This one is also with me."
"Let's go, you can all go! No need to check!" Wu Dexing reacted very smartly, without any hesitation. He was afraid that if he hesitated for a moment, he would suffer physical pain again.
Seeing Mo Di and the others turn away, Wu Dexing murmured in a low voice: "You are so crazy! Once you enter the gate of the imperial capital, you have to keep your tail between your legs! Bah!"
Although the sound was not loud, it reached Princess Yangzi's ears, and she glanced sideways at Wu Dexing.
Wu Dexing felt a threat of death approaching, and couldn't help but shudder. He kept silent and dared not speak. Only when the three of them walked away did he feel that the breath of death on his body slowly receded, and his back was already covered with cold sweat.
Wet.
Xianyang is worthy of being the imperial capital! It enjoys the prosperity of the world!
At this time, the lanterns are on, people of all kinds are coming and going on the street, and the shops on the street are brightly lit and lively.
Under the guidance of Zhao Man'er, the three of them turned into an alley, then turned to another quiet street. They walked forward for a while, passed through several alleys, and arrived in front of a small courtyard in the northeast of the city.
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Zhao Man'er said to Mo and Di: "Master Mo, Yang...Sister Yang, this is it, this is my home." Zhao Man'er suddenly thought that she could no longer call Yang Zi by her name, nor could she say the word princess.
So I temporarily called her Sister Yang.
Yang Zi was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Zhao Man'er was thinking.
Mo Di looked up at the small courtyard. Although it was a bit old, it looked clean, tidy, quiet and elegant. It was a good place to get some peace and quiet amid the hustle and bustle.
"Grandpa, grandpa?" Zhao Man'er called twice at the door, but no one answered. She pushed the door gently, and with a "squeak", the door opened.
Zhao Man'er sighed: "This old man is so confused that he forgot to close the door again." She pushed the door wide open and turned sideways to let Mo Di and Yang Zi enter the courtyard.
As soon as Mo Di and others entered the courtyard, an old voice came from the room, "Who is it?"
Zhao Maner happily shouted towards the house: "Grandpa, I'm back!"
As soon as the door opened, an old man walked out. The old man was not tall and had a slight stoop. His snow-white hair was randomly tied together with a rag. His clothes had stains of various colors and looked dirty.
Among the crowd was an ordinary old man.
Although the old man was happy, he still scolded: "Girl Man, you are back. You are trying to kill grandpa."
Zhao Man'er greeted him with a smile, took his hand and said, "Grandpa, look, I'm back well now!"
The old man said: "Okay, okay, just come back, just come back. Quick, come into the house."
Zhao Man'er said: "Grandpa, I also brought two friends."
The old man said: "Friend? What friend?" As he said that, he squinted his eyes again and looked over, looking like he was old and drowsy.
Zhao Man'er introduced: "Grandpa, this is Mr. Mo."
Mo Di hurriedly took a few steps forward, came to the old man and saluted, and said: "Junior Mo Di has met the old man." When he bowed and saluted, a dark medicinal fragrance floated over, which was emanating from the old man.
When I came out, it seemed that he was indeed a pharmacist.
"Oh, Mr. Mo, you're welcome, you're welcome, please come in."
Zhao Man'er continued: "This is Man'er's new sister, whose surname is Yang."
Princess Yangzi also took a few steps forward, saluted, and said, "I've met the old man."
The old man raised his head and glanced at Yang Zi, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, no courtesy at all!" However, when he saw Yang Zi's thick face, something strange flashed in his eyes inadvertently.
Several people entered the house and sat down respectively. Mo Di looked around and saw that the furnishings in the house were simple, with only simple tables and stools without any extra furniture or decorations. It could be seen that the two of them lived a very poor life.
Zhao Man'er hurriedly poured a cup of tea for everyone and said, "Mr. Mo, drink tea and see how it tastes."
Mo Di didn't recognize the tea, but a refreshing fragrance hit him, and it had a different smell. He took a careful sip, and found that it was sweet in his throat and left a fragrant aroma in his mouth. It was very refreshing. He said truthfully: "The tea is good tea. I have never
I’ve never tasted it, so I really don’t know what kind of tea it is.”
The old man said: "This is the tea that my Man'er picked and made. Although it is a bit crude, it tastes good."
Mo Di praised: "Old man, to be honest, this tea tastes really good."
Zhao Maner said happily: "Mr. Mo, this is the Mingqian tea I picked from the ancient tea trees in the mountains. I only picked the top three buds. This water is also the best dew in autumn. It has been stored in the ground for a year.
It’s used, so it still has some flavor.”
The old man said: "Girl Man, knowing that I am so fond of tea, she never forgets to pick tea every year and puts a lot of thought into it. But she will not take out such good tea easily. I have benefited from you today."
"After that, the old man laughed, and then said: "I heard Man'er tell me just now that she was in danger this time. Fortunately, Mr. Mo came to help and there was no problem. Old man, I am very grateful.
"
Mo Di said: "You're welcome, old man. It's just a small effort, so I really don't need to thank you."
Seeing Mo Di's humility, the old man said: "Oh, it's true that a hero comes from a young man. I think Mr. Mo is a talented person and will definitely achieve spiritual success in the future. An old man like me is becoming more and more useless. I can't be younger than you."
People compare."
Mo Di smiled and said nothing.
The old man asked: "I wonder where Mr. Mo is from?"
Mo Di answered truthfully: "This junior is from Wujing country and comes from the capital city of Rucheng."
The old man squinted his eyes and said, "It turns out that I only know that the Mo family exists in Lone Bamboo Country, and it turns out that there is also a family in Wujing Country. I wonder if there is any relationship between your two Mo families."
When Mo Di heard the words "Guzhu Country", he was moved in his heart: Does the Mo family of Guzhu Country have anything to do with me? Does this old man know something? He replied: "To be honest, this junior is a
An orphan, he knows nothing about his life experience, let alone the Guzhu Mo family. The old man is well-informed, can you introduce me to him?"
The old man stroked his beard and said, "Well, I know a little bit about this. Back then..." The old man was about to start, but he saw Yang Zi, who had been sitting next to him silently, tilted to the side.
Fell down...
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Man'er hurriedly helped her.
Mo Di quickly picked her up and put her on the bed.
Yang Zi's eyes were tightly closed at this time, her face was purple, and her body was twitching constantly. Part of the king's energy in her body was absorbed by Mo Di, and the rest, after a day of accumulation, exploded again, taking control of her body.
Mo Di and Yang Zi looked at each other and nodded slightly in unison. They both understood in their hearts that Princess Yang Zi had been counterattacked by the king's spiritual energy again.
"I'm coming!" Mo Di tried to save her again.
Zhao Man'er stopped him and said, "No, it's too dangerous. I'm afraid something will happen to you again, so let grandpa take a look first. Maybe there is a better way."
"What's going on?" the old man asked.
"She was injured by someone else." Zhao Man'er replied.
"Injured? Who did it? How could it be like this? Let me take a look." After saying that, the old man put a finger on Yang Zi's veins. A rebounding force flicked his finger.
Open, the old man's face changed. This change was beyond his expectation. His eyes had a solemn look, and he slowly pressed down his fingers again.
Mo Di looked at the old man diagnosing his pulse and thought to himself: This old man is not a simple person. (To be continued)