Green Plum Fairy Road

Help the two little guys to clean up everything. When Mo He took his parents to leave, the two little guys seemed to realize that they would be far away from their parents in the future, so they couldn’t help but hug. Lived on the legs of the parents and cried.

　　 "Qing'er, Liu'er!" Mo He's mother couldn't help crying when she saw the two children crying sadly.

"Hey, my child, what are you doing? Stop crying and come to Baijia School to study. This is a good thing. Why are you crying?" Mo Dashan was also a little bit unwilling, but look at the gentleman standing by. , Mo Dashan was worried that their crying so much might cause Mr. Academy's unhappiness, so he said quickly.

Mo He smiled at the gentleman on the side, and the other side also responded with a smile to express understanding. This time, most of the students who entered the Baijia School were relatively young. When they were sent over by their families, they would inevitably cry. He has already seen these things, even he himself came here.

　　 But the younger children are more flexible. After staying in the school for a period of time, they will quickly adapt to this place and grow up quickly.

　　 After leaving the school, Mo He's mother turned her head frequently as she walked, until she was far away from the entrance of the school and could no longer see it, and it was still the same.

　　 Mo He originally planned to take his parents around in Yuhe Mansion, but seeing that they were a little depressed, Mo He temporarily suppressed this plan and took his parents back to the inn, letting them rest first.

"Father and mother, don’t worry too much. I will often come to see Qinger and Liuer in the future, and I won’t let them have anything to do in the school. Don’t worry, take a rest in the inn this morning. I went out to visit a senior, and I will come back in the afternoon and take you around, and then we will go back tomorrow, before we go back to see Qing'er and Liu'er!" Sending parents back to the room, Mo He faced the two Said.

　　 Mo Dashan nodded and said, "He'er, you can go to work if you have anything. Your mother and I will be waiting for you at the inn, so don't worry about the two of us!"

　　Mo He settled the two of them, then left the inn and went to Yuan Daochang in Yuhe Mansion.

　　 The last time I was thankful to Yuan Daochang’s rescue, and I didn’t have any greed of ink, all of my own things were returned to me intact. Now I have come to Yuhe Mansion, I should come to visit him.

　　 When he came to Yuan Daochang’s residence, Mo He stepped forward and knocked on the door gently, and soon someone walked out. At a young age, his face was so full of sorrow that it was so sad that Daochang Yuan’s disciple was worry-free.

　　 "Worry-free fellow Taoist, meet again!" Mo He said with a smile at him.

　　Worry-free seeing Mo He, he also raised his hand and bowed his hand in a salute, and said in a flat tone: "It turns out to be Mo Daochang!"

　　 Mo He looked worry-free, and heard his plain tone again, and suddenly felt that the two were just a simple hello dialogue, and there seemed to be a sad atmosphere.

　　 "Thanks to Senior Yuan's rescue last time, I just came to Yuhe Mansion today for something, so I came here to pay a visit!" Mo He continued.

　　 "Oh, the master is inside, I'll report it!" Wuyou was still in that tone, and after speaking, he turned around and went in.

　　 Mo He stood there, watching Wuyou leaving behind, Mo He suddenly frowned.

　　 "It's strange, it seems that every time I see him, my emotions will be affected unconsciously!" Mo He thought in his heart.

He did not meet Wuyou many times. Even if he was recuperating here for a few days, plus the time before leaving, he did not meet more than five fingers. But every time he saw Wuyou, don’t He felt that he would be affected unconsciously, and felt a little bit of sadness.

　　 But this feeling is not strong, and the impact on Mo He is also minimal. The cultivator himself has a strong mind. In addition, when Mo He was guarded by the innate immortal aura, this impact is even weaker.

　　 But even in this case, there will still be a little impact. If it’s just the first time you meet and you’re not familiar with it, but after meeting several times, this feeling will always exist, which I’m afraid there is something wrong.

　　 was thinking about it, and saw Wu You come out again, arched his hand to Mo He and said, "Master let you in!"

　　 "Oh, thank you Taoist Wuyou!" Mo He nodded immediately, and walked in.

　　 Worry-free follows Mo He's side. At this distance, Mo He feels carefully and really finds something weird.

"Worry-free's body always exudes a sad emotion, which is completely emotional power." Mo He thought of the cultivation methods of the Hundred Schools of Hongwen. They can make the poetry and songs show all kinds of Strength, to some extent, is to rely on one's own emotions.

The sadness of love poems that hurt the spring and autumn, the generosity of landscape poems, the golden iron horse of frontier fortress poems, the emotions contained in them are different, and the ways of showing power are also different, just like watching the green plums in Mochizuki Mountain. His limericks also fit the scene very well, making the two green plum fruit trees even more mysterious.

　　 "I saw Senior Yuan, thanks to Senior's rescue last time, this junior happened to be free to visit Yuhe Mansion today, so I came to visit!" Wuyou and Mo He soon met Yuan Daochang, and Mo He immediately went to see him.

　　 didn't know if it was his own illusion, Mo He always felt that the face of Yuan Daochang in front of him seemed to be a little older than when he saw him last time.

"Friend Mo Dao is polite. I already said it last time. I just asked you to bring it back to rest for a few days. It's not about rescue. You don't need to care like that." Yuan Daochang looked at Mo He with a slight smile on his face. Said.

　　 For people who know how to be grateful, most people will have a good impression, and Yuan Daochang is no exception.

　　 "Senior's effort, but it is a great kindness to the younger generation, naturally I dare not forget it!" Mo He replied with a smile.

　　 After hearing this, Yuan Daochang didn't continue to entangle this topic. After a few casual conversations with Mo He, there was nothing to communicate.

Speaking of which, Mo He is not familiar with Yuan Daochang. Except for the last time he was helped by someone, he had met twice before, and had a familiar face. When there was nothing to talk about, Mo He was very familiar. Winking ready to leave.

　　Worry, still Daochang Yuan's disciple, sent Mo He out the door, said hello to Mo He, and turned around and walked in.

　　Mo He left Yuan Daochang's residence, but he kept thinking about worry-free, young age, where the sadness and even emotions could affect the surroundings.

　　 But after another thought, Mo He shook his head slightly. No matter what was involved, it had nothing to do with him, and there was no need to study it, and he didn't have the qualifications to study it.

After Mo He left, in Yuan Daochang’s residence, Wuyou turned back to his room, sat next to the mirror in the room, smiled towards Mo He, began to imitate his expression, and constantly tried to make Smiling face.

　　 But no matter what he does, the face in the mirror is always so sad.

Gradually, Wuyou gave up this futile behavior and reached out to hold the mirror on the table. With this action, a beautiful image suddenly appeared in his mind, followed by a burst of pain to the extreme. It made him feel a bit of colic in his heart, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground in pain, his hands tightly covered his chest, his small body curled up together, shaking constantly.

In another room in the yard, Daochang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of unbearable flashes across his old face, got up and stood up, and came to the outside of the worry-free room, trying to reach out and push the door, but in the end It stopped the action, hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

　　 returned to his room, Yuan Daochang faced the empty room and suddenly said: "He is like this, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

　　 As soon as his voice fell, a voice suddenly rang in the empty room.

　　 "At least he is like this, he won't die in the end!" This is a very pleasant female voice, but there is a very imperceptible pride in the voice.

　　 "But he is like this, in fact, it is more painful than death!" Yuan Daochang frowned~www.wuxiahere.com~ said a little unbearable.

"This doesn't need you to worry about it, do your own business, and promise you, it will be given to you in the end. This is his life. When I saved him, he should pay me back!" That very sweet female voice Say again.

　　 Yuan Daochang heard the words and stopped speaking in silence. His divine consciousness had been paying attention to the worry-free in the other room, and the expression on his face seemed to become older again.

　　 After a long time, Yuan Daochang laughed a little bit of self-deprecating suddenly, and then slowly closed his eyes, withdrew his consciousness, and came out of sight.

He is hard to protect himself, and what right do he have to pity others, besides, what can he do? At this moment, he feels that he is really a bit sad, and even more sad than himself, is nothing in another room. worry.

　　Mohe returned to the inn. In the afternoon, he took the Mo Dashan and his wife to tour around Yuhe Mansion and went to many places.

　　 The prosperity and excitement of Yuhe Mansion made the Mo Dashan couple, who had never been out of Zi'an County in their entire life, really dazzled, and their mood improved.

　　 And Mo He was with him, and the two of them were gone. They started to feel embarrassed. When they saw something strange that they had never seen before, they would ask Mo He next to them, so that they would not be afraid of being laughed at.

　　 Early the next morning, Mo He took his parents to Baijia School again, and met the two little guys, unavoidably crying again, but it was much better than yesterday.

Yesterday after Mo He and others left, the two little guys really saw a lot of things Mo He described to them in the Hundred Schools. They also saw many children of similar ages, plus some gentle-tempered women. Mr.'s comfort has already begun to accept here.