Chapter 40

At the door of Zhao's Steamed Bun Shop, a beggar-like man was eating the steamed buns in his hands. It was Mo Chen.

The few copper coins given by the woman were just enough to buy three steamed buns.

At the first mouthful, Mo Chen almost burst into tears, it was delicious, it was really delicious!
The many delicious delicacies that the Queen Mother had at the Peach Blossom Festival were not comparable to the few buns in Mo Chen's hands at the moment.

If you don't compare, you don't know the gap. What is happiness?That is, you have eaten wild vegetables for half a month, and I will bring you a mouthful of delicious meat stuffed buns!
Of the three steamed buns, Mo Chen finished two quickly and was not full, but he didn't plan to eat the remaining one, and had to save it for the little monk.

I went to the store and asked for a piece of oiled paper to make a bag. Mo Chen walked up the mountain leisurely. This small mountain is called Spring Mountain. There are several springs on the mountain. The water quality is still sweet, suitable for making tea. The rich and noble families here sent their servants to fetch water in the early morning.But it was already noon at this time, and the mountain road was very quiet.

"Run, run quickly, go to the village to find your aunt Qing!"

On Mo Chen's way back to the Ksitigarbha Temple, there was a hysterical shout from far away on the mountain road, and then he saw a young figure running towards Mo Chen with all his strength, and there were two black men behind him. The figure in clothes quickly chased after him.

What's the matter, bandit?

Mo Chen was stunned, how could there be bandits on this spring mountain?
However, he didn't want to be nosy, so he turned his body slightly and stood by the road.

kindness?
wrong.

The figure running in front got closer, and Mo Chen realized that it was An'er, the boy with thick eyebrows who treated him as a beggar and gave him a few copper coins on the mountain just now.

Those two black figures were both masked, one tall and one short, and their speed was much faster than An'er. If they ran like this, they were afraid that An'er would be chopped to death before reaching Mo Chen.

It just so happened that An'er also saw Mo Chen at this moment, his panicked eyes revealed a look of joy, but then he seemed to think of something, he didn't open his mouth to shout, and ran forward with his head muffled.

Instead, the two figures who were chasing stopped, one was taller and the other was short, the taller one said to the shorter one: "Brother, what should I do about this beggar?"

There was a hint of sternness in the eyes of the short figure, and he said coldly: "This incident is a top secret, we must not let it go, let's send it on the road together!"

After the brief conversation between the two, the two figures split into two groups, the short one chased after An'er, while the tall one ran towards Mo Chen.

This is really a person sitting at home, and the disaster comes from the sky. Thinking about the bun still in his hand or the money given by someone, Mo Chen has to take care of this matter.

He went up to meet him and shouted to the fleeing young man, "An'er, don't run away, come to me."

An'er, who originally wanted to pretend not to know Mo Chen, said out of breath, "Uncle beggar, run quickly, they will kill people!"

This little boy is quite kind-hearted, but do we really look like an uncle?

Mo Chen touched the stubble on his mouth and thought secretly.

And the two figures chasing behind seemed to know each other when they heard their voices, and at the same time, there was a gleam in their eyes.

Mo Chen stepped forward and hugged An'er who was rushing forward, and said to him: "Don't run away, you can't run away from him."

And at the moment of speaking, the two masked black shadows chased after them, raised their knives fiercely and slashed. The two long knives were full of murderous aura, and there were several inches of white light on the tip of the knives.

when!when!
It was like cutting a fine steel plate, making two loud noises, and faintly splashing out a few sparks.

The jaws of the two people holding the knives were almost torn open, and the two kicked their feet, and immediately opened the distance.

I saw that the two long knives that could cut iron like mud had a big gap on the blades at this time, and the beggar who had been stabbed twice just now had no wounds on his body.

What's happening here?
The two masked men, one tall and one short, looked at each other, and they both saw fear in their eyes. The next moment, the two separated and ran towards the woods on both sides of the mountain road as they had agreed to do.

This ran away?It's really boring.

Mo Chen shook his head in disdain, but he didn't catch up. It's just two mortals, what's there to chase after?

However, was that internal force just now?You can also release the sword light.

An'er, who was held in Mo Chen's arms, closed his eyes in fright when the two knives were chopped off just now. After a while, he opened his eyes when there was no movement.

Ok?
Is the beggar uncle in front of you okay?
He looked around again, and the two figures in black who had been chasing him desperately just now had also disappeared.

He said happily, "Uncle Beggar, are you okay?"

But Mo Chen's physical body is not likely to cause any trouble after being hit by ordinary angels a few times. Naturally, he is not afraid of the knives of these two mortals. Slashing him is almost like scratching an itch. He smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. Your beggar uncle has thick skin."

The young man smiled at Mo Chen, but then he pursed his mouth, his eyes turned red slightly, he choked up and said, "Uncle beggar and An'er are fine, but my mother...my mother..."

Speaking of this, I couldn't speak anymore, and big drops of tears flowed down.

Mo Chen had a bad feeling in his heart, thinking that the female voice that shouted just now must be An'er's mother.

He pulled An'er and walked forward. Sure enough, not far away, there was a female corpse lying in clothes. It was An'er's mother, but she was stabbed in the left chest, and the blood stained a large area. .

"Mother!"

Seeing her mother's body, An'er yelled and threw herself on it, crying non-stop.

Mo Chen watched quietly there, and unconsciously resonated in his heart. It was the original owner's memory, the Heiyu King and his wife who were killed by two veteran Taoists of the Huashan Sect in Panfengling, and it was the original owner's hatred!

Feeling the growing hostility in his chest, Mo Chen stepped forward and pulled An'er away, saying: "Don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death, let your mother go to the ground as soon as possible!"

An'er wiped away tears, eyes full of hatred and said: "I must avenge my mother!"

Mo Chen remained silent and took revenge. If the old master hadn't sealed his cultivation, at this moment, maybe he would have started killing in front of the Huashan sect.

But today's incident is rather strange, judging by the dress of the mother and son, they don't look like a rich family, and those two people don't look like bandits and bandits who came to steal money and sex, why did they come back to attack and kill the mother and son?

Is it an illegitimate child?

After thinking wildly for a while, seeing the boy was still crying, Mo Chen persuaded: "Don't be sad, you should go up the mountain with me." The two had just left, if Fang An'er went down the mountain alone, who knows if they will meet again? Go up, save people to the end, fortunately, go up the mountain with him.

The boy stood up, wiped away his tears, and nodded.

Mo Chen stepped forward, picked up An'er's mother's body with one hand, and led the boy with the other, heading towards the Ksitigarbha Temple.

 Ask for a wave of recommendation tickets...

  


(End of this chapter)

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