Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 498 Filial Piety Is Dead

previous life...

If it is compared in this way, the current result is indeed much better than before.

The little girl lowered her eyelashes slowly, and the corners of her lips curled up and down uncontrollably: "Ayan, you will always try to comfort me."

"Wow, I'm not consoling here." Mo Junli opened his mouth wide open pretending to be exaggerated, "Heaven and earth conscience, I'm clearly telling the truth—"

"Okay, okay, tell the truth, tell the truth, our Ayan is the best at telling the truth," Mu Da Guoshi grabbed the boy's braid, with a perfunctory expression, "Are you so happy?"

"Bah, I should be asking you this question—" Mo Junli lowered his eyelids and pursed his lips, "Ah Ci, do you feel more relaxed?"

Mu Xici was taken aback when he heard the words, and after a while, his brows and eyes relaxed: "It's much better."

"That's good." The young man stepped on the wall of the city tower and looked into the distance. This is the outermost part of the capital, and there is still a long way to go from the Duke's Mansion. "My lord, you have to call Good spirits—"

"We still have work to do in the future."

Right now, Ye Zhifeng is about to rush back to Hanze, and Bai Jingzhen is also preparing to sneak back to Fuli, waiting for everything to unfold step by step according to their calculations, then even if this world of great struggle is completely pulled apart Prologue.

At that time, it will definitely be full of smoke and turmoil. By then, they will really have no leisure.

"Tsk, it's over, it's okay if you don't mention the word 'busy'." The little girl hung her head limply, her thin arms dangling on the boy's chest. It’s even less spirited.”

"When I think about the formations and general trends to be deduced in the future, as well as the talismans to be drawn, and the odds and ends of small magic tools to be made... my head gets big."

"Oh, and the most terrible 'Mr. Shi', I really don't like to fight with others, I'm exhausted."

"Ayan, why don't you have a magician as powerful as me under your command." Mu Da Guoshi muttered and complained, and secretly praised himself, "That way I can save a lot of work."

"What you said...Master National Teacher, it would be so easy to find a sorcerer like you," Mo Junli followed the little girl's words, and boasted in a roundabout way, "I didn't have to be far away from Mo Shu in my previous life." That dog was forced to feign death and escape."

"So, it's a lot of work for those who are capable, but if you really feel too tired, Ah Ci, we can try to think of a way to trick him to come to help when we go back to Qiling Mountain to find your master?"

Mu Xici regained his energy when he heard this: "This is a good idea. If we can invite Master and the old man to come out of the mountain, we can save a lot of trouble."

"And when you face off against that 'Mr. Teacher' later, you can also increase your chances of winning by a few points—my master is much better than me."

"It's just, Ayan, isn't it good for us to fool the old man like this?"

Master Mu's face showed hesitation. She always felt that doing this was somewhat like Mo Junli, an old bastard who kidnapped His Majesty every day?

How do you describe it... Oh yes, father, kindness, son, filial piety?

Well, it should be this, the father is kind and the son is filial, if it is her and the master, it is the teacher's kindness and the disciple's filial piety.

... Very filial piety, filial piety is dead.

—Don't tell me, she likes it.

"Ham, what's wrong with this?" The young man frowned and said lightly, and by the way, he took advantage of the eaves of Anping Hou's mansion to scrape off the mud on the soles of his shoes, "The old man has always wanted to see peace and happiness in the world. no?"

It had only rained during the day, and the forest road was filled with water, so it was still muddy at night.

He ran back and forth, and the soles of his shoes were covered with an unknown amount of yellow mud, which he could not shake off after walking for so long. This would catch up with the strange shape of the eaves of the Anping Hou Mansion, just enough for him to scrape the soles.

"Hearing what you said, it seems to make sense." Mu Xici nodded very seriously, and the guilt hidden in her heart disappeared immediately.

"Then it's settled, Ayan, wait until the situation between Hanze and Fuli is roughly settled, and then we set off to Qiling Mountain to fool my master."

"Yes, fooling him—but then again, Ah Ci, what kind of hobbies do old masters and masters have?" Mo Junli slightly turned his head to look at the girl on the back of his eyes, "Does he have anything in particular that he likes?"

"For example, the old man, he especially likes to drink Dahongpao, and other teas are inferior to him; another example is my uncle, he likes to collect all kinds of cloth and ore suitable for making soft armor..."

The little girl blinked her eyes and took the words: "Research on the new military | soft armor?"

"No, study the new type of household knee pads." The boy shrugged, "You know, my aunt's special washboard, one by one is as strong and resistant as the other."

"Uncle, if he doesn't prepare two more sets of knee pads, then he is simply competing with the washboard for his life." Most likely not.

Well, those two pieces of granite also have a lot of washboards embedded with iron nails, steel needles and copper awls?
She had indeed heard of this a little bit.

Mu Xici rubbed his chin and pondered for a while: "So, you want to do what he likes?"

"When you hire someone to do something, of course you have to do what they like." Mo Junli smiled softly, "It's always someone who stretches out his hand and doesn't hit the smiling face."

"Let's fool around with a good voice, even if this little thought is accidentally exposed in the future, and the old man gets angry when he thinks about it, we can avoid a beating or two."

"If you want to be beaten, you will be beaten. My master has never beaten me." The little girl raised her chin moaning, "It's just that, A Yan, you seem to have made a wrong decision this time."

The boy paused slightly: "Huh?"

"Master, he doesn't seem to have anything that he particularly likes." Master Mu Da Guozhu sighed, "He doesn't love gold and silver treasures, nor is he greedy for food and drink."

"The only thing he eats more seems to be the wine he brews himself, but that's not much, it's only slightly better than other foods."

"This is difficult." Mo Junli said with a wrinkled handsome face, "What about magic weapons? Does he like them?"

"Lightning Strike Wood, Jade Mine, or I ordered them to search everywhere for the compass from last year?"

"...Wake up, Master, he doesn't lack magic tools. Isn't the things he made out of his own hands better than the ones you bought randomly?" The little girl pursed her mouth in disgust, "Besides, magic tools are for It depends on the eye."

"You might as well give him something to eat and drink, at least he won't be left in the ashes."

"Aww." Mo Jun's face was languid, and he regained his vigor in a moment, "What about the wine? Didn't you say that he likes to drink the wine he brews?"

"Then how about we bring him the altar wine we brewed by ourselves? It would be more sincere to do it ourselves."

"Your proposal is quite good." Mu Xici tilted her head, "But are you sure you want to bring me?"

"I'm a little afraid that Master, the old man, will kick us out of the temple on the spot after taking a sip."

After all, dogs would not eat anything she made, and most of the wine she brewed was not safe for humans to drink.

"...Ah, here." Mo Junli fell silent suddenly.

　Guess if Ah Ci and the others can fool you back to Master

　　
　
(End of this chapter)