Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Zhou Wu
ink village.

Mo Xiaoxiao, Mo Laishuan's home, is a short distance from the old village head.

The roads in the village are neatly built, and all of them are made of strips of bluestone.

Due to the age, the originally rough surface of the bluestone has been polished very smooth by the villagers walking day after day, year after year.

A group of people came to the door of Mo Xiaoxiao's house.

Mo Laishuan opened the door and walked in quickly, followed by a group of people.

Entering the room, Mo Laishuan saw that Mo Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed reading a comic book.

"Xiao Xiao, who do you think is coming?" Mo Laishuan laughed.

"It's Brother Luo, Sister Zi is here!"

When Mo Xiaoxiao saw Luo Xingchen and Ziyan enter the door, she was so happy that she wanted to straighten up and sit up.

"Don't move, Xiaoxiao. You won't be able to sit still due to your injury. You will have to lie down for at least seven or eight days." Ziyan hurriedly stopped Mo Xiaoxiao from doing anything.

"Xiaoxiao understands." Mo Xiaoxiao stopped moving.

"Xiao Xiao, have you seen the little tiger baby?" Mo Laishuan was relieved when he saw that Mo Xiaoxiao listened to Ziyan's words, and he asked hastily.

"Little Tiger, he came here earlier, said a few words to me, and left." Mo Xiaoxiao said.

"What did he say?" Muraishuan continued to ask.

"He said that he wanted to go to Moyun Forest to play. I told him that there are many wild animals there, so don't go there. Then, he said he was joking and told me to take a good rest, and ran away by himself." Mo Xiaoxiao said.

"Moyunlin, that kid won't really go to Moyunlin!"

The ink ruler standing at the door was already stunned.

"Children under ten years old, maybe they are talking for fun?" Mo Gui frowned.

"That's hard to say, you don't know your nephew yet? Don't look at his young age, he has a lot of evil ideas." Murai said.

"My son may really go, why doesn't he like to study, he just goes to play, is this still my son?"

Mo Chi wants to cry but has no tears. He himself has been a person who likes to read since he was a child, and now he has the status of a scholar. He is considered the number one talent in Shili Baxiang, and he is called Xiaomo Xiucai.

Here, he is the village head and Li Zheng, and he has a high prestige in the village.

He wants to continue to try for the next imperial examination, and if he wins the exam, he will be able to go out and become an official.

But unexpectedly, the son he raised since he was a child, like his younger brother Mo Gui, doesn't like reading, likes to wield knives and guns, and likes to wander in the mountains.

It gave him a headache.

What is the future of those who wield knives and guns?Can't you go to the army?
If a good man does not serve as a soldier, being a soldier will lead to death.

A real good man should take the imperial examination and become a noble literati.

"How many ways out of the village are there? Let's go check it out. Besides, Village Chief Mo, ask people to look for them, I believe they will be found." Luo Xingchen put forward his own opinion.

"Okay, I'm going to call someone now."

Originally, Mo Chi was capable enough to handle affairs. After all, he had been the village head Lizheng for more than a day or two.

However, the authorities are confused.

The person who disappeared this time was his only son. In a panic, he lost his mind and became confused.

Fortunately, the bystanders Qing, Luo Xingchen and others are all sober.

Everyone started to act independently.

In terms of time, it took about a stick of incense for Xiao Huwa to leave Mo Xiaoxiao's house.

How far can you go in such a short time?
Maybe it's still in a villager's house?
After searching the surrounding villagers, they finally circled around and met at an exit out of the village.

Mo Chi looked worried.

"That brat, I'm afraid he really left the village." Mo Chi gritted his teeth.

He thought in his heart that if he brought Xiaohuwa back this time, he would have to teach him a lesson, and he couldn't just let it go, as this was already lawless.

"How many exits to the outside are there in the village?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"Our Mo village was built after the Eight Diagrams Array. There are a total of eight roads out of the village, three of which are from the direction of the back mountain... I have asked other people, but no one has seen where the little brat walked. , However, he is going to Moyun Forest, the shortcut should be the exit on the east side."

Mo Chi threw off his shoulders, and the original literati's gentleness disappeared, revealing a sturdy aura belonging to the mountain people.

Although he is a scholar and a scholar, he is not weak. When he was young, he also practiced martial arts and built up his strength. He can write with a pen, pick up a bow and arrow, and he can shoot tigers and leopards. It can be said that he is both civil and military.

Those who set off with Mo Chi were not only outsiders like Luo Xingchen and Ziyan, but also a dozen strong young men from the village, including Brother Aniu.

Brother A Niu is just his nickname, his real name is Mo Zhuang.

When he was young, he was not in good health, and his father was afraid that he would not be able to support him, so he went to give him the name of Zhuang, hoping that his son would be in good health.

Strange to say, since he took this name, his health has improved day by day, and he has grown into a strong young man in his teens, his arms are full of lumps, hard, and he has great strength.

However, basically no one in the village called him by his first name, they all called him Aniu.

Luo Xingchen followed behind. He has now confirmed from Mo Chi that Mo Village was really built according to gossip, and everyone in the village should know it.

Now, he followed the ink ruler, and it didn't take long before he saw Chu's road out of the village.

There is a statue there, which looks rather strange. It is a stone sculpture of a centaur. The face of the character is vividly depicted. A young man in his twenties only has a third eye on his forehead.

"Mr. Mo, what kind of statue is this?" Luo Xingchen said casually.

"This is a statue of a mountain god. The mountain god of Yudai Mountain is called Zhou Wu." Mo Chi said.

"Zhou Wu? What is the origin of this name?"

"We have known since childhood that Zhou Wu is the mountain god of Yudai Mountain. There are eight villages in this area, not only Mo Village, but many other villages have statues of Zhou Wu."

As Mo Chi hurried on his way, he said, "As for the origin, I don't know, maybe my father might know something."

Luo Xingchen noticed that in front of the statue of Zhou Wu, there were many tributes, which were some wild animal bones, herbs and so on.

At this time, he didn't have time to ask any more questions, the ink ruler had already left the exit, and the road ahead gradually became rough.

Due to the recent rains and sandstorms, in addition to the mud, there are also some scattered sand and gravel fragments on the ground ahead, as well as many messy branches. There is even a pine tree lying on the ground in front of it.

"That tree grew in a gap in the cliff on the opposite side. Unexpectedly, it was blown down by the wind and sand. Fortunately, no one was here."

Mo Chi looked at the pine tree lying sideways on the ground, slightly surprised.

A group of people stepped over the pine tree and walked forward.

Luo Xingchen was not familiar with the road conditions, so he just followed the ink ruler.

(End of this chapter)