What should I see with the royal wealthy?

Chu Mo had no plans, the other party was just a piece of blank paper, and he didn't need to exaggerate anything in person.

This world is not clean, and as long as you walk on it, you will dirty yourself.

Among the spreading mountains, there is a small villa with a population of only 20 or 30 people at most.

Most of them are still elderly people, and there are a few children. Young and strong young people have traveled through mountains and rivers to big cities to make a living.

In this world where monsters are rampant, you will sooner or later die in such a small village.

Even if you don’t encounter monsters or encounter natural disasters and man-made disasters, you may starve to death.

But Wang Quan and Fugui don’t understand these.

Chu Mo stepped into the entrance of the village. From a distance, there were several paddy fields beside the village, and several elderly people were working hard to plant rice.

Wang Quanfugui's eyes flashed, and the light was called Xianmeng.

"Haha..." Chu Mo saw everything in his eyes, envious of these things? Envying ordinary days?

They shook their head helplessly, and they didn't say anything.

"Grandpa, look, people are coming from the village..." Several little dolls playing around the big banyan tree finally discovered Chu Mo.

He pointed his tender little finger at Chu Mo and said to an old man sitting on a recliner.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the entrance of the village and stood up suddenly.

Just because Chu Mo and Wang Quanfugui were wearing Taoist robes, one gray and the other yellow.

The old man is well-informed and recognizes that the yellow one is the Taoist robe of the Yiqi Dao League.

"I don't know that the two Taoist priests are coming, please forgive me, please forgive me. I am the village chief of this village."

The old man quickly came up with a very polite tone.

Chu Mo did not say anything, Wang Quan Fugui came forward to chat with the old man for a few words, stayed in this village for a day, and asked for a meal by the way.

Soon, Chu Mo and the others were invited to the only brick house in the village.

The decorations in the room are simple, with only a dirt bed, and a rough table and bench.

There is only dry straw on the bed, so it is not comfortable to sit on it.

"Do you feel anything?" Chu Mo asked until the village chief who nodded and bowed.

Wang Quan Fugui chatted with an ordinary person for so long for the first time and was very excited.

When he saw Chu Mo asking, he couldn't help but smile, "It's very simple, and the people in this village are very enthusiastic."

"Do you think it's passion?" Chu Mo smiled faintly.

"Isn't it?" Wang Quanfugui was surprised and a little confused.

As soon as he entered the village, the village chief brought the villagers to welcome him and gave out the best house in the village.

"Then you can take a closer look later." Chu Mo chuckled, without pointing it out, and he clung cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

The route of running the eight or nine mysterious skills was just running twice before the door was knocked again.

"Bang bang!"

"Old man, come in." During the period when he was with Chu Mo, Wang Quan and Fugui said a lot more.

The old village chief pushed the door open again and held a basket with a few eggs, two dishes and a few steamed buns.

Wang Quanfugui remembered Chu Mo's words and specifically observed the expression of the old village chief.

It seems to be a little bitter and unhappy.

But soon, the old village chief's face burst into a bright smile, and he said urgently: "The village is poor and there is no good thing to recruit two Taoist priests. Please ask the Taoist priest to settle."

The old village chief placed the basket on the table and lowered his head, fearing that he would be punished.

"Old man, it's okay, this is already good." Wang Quan Fugui seemed to understand, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he sent the old village chief out again.

"call……"

The old village chief left the house and breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at it, his face full of disgust, "Hmph, I'm here this time, I'm a little conscience."

"Master, why is this?" Wang Quan Fugui looked at the two dishes of vegetarian dishes and a few eggs on the table, and became a tasteless.

It’s not that he only eats delicacies, but that he feels that the old village chief seems to hate him in his heart.

"Because they are afraid of you, or rather, they are afraid of the dog skin on you."

Chu Mo said lightly, and had already picked up an egg and started eating it with peace of mind.

"You won't have to answer you for your teacher, you will understand sooner or later."

After eating some casually, Chu Mo began to practice again.

Although he can directly exchange his skills from the system, he still needs to be familiar with the proficiency and application of a martial art every day.

Otherwise, if you have power alone, you won’t be able to use it well.

It was not until evening when the stars in the sky were dotted and Chu Mo's eyes closed suddenly opened.

Wang Quanfugui is practicing sword in the yard.

Although he was outside, he really worked hard when practicing the royal wealth.

"Fugui." Chu Mo called out faintly.

"Master, I'm here." Hearing this, Wang Quanfugui put away his sword, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he stroked his panting chest and walked respectfully to Chu Mo.

"Master, is there anything wrong?"

"A few colleagues came outside, you can pick them up by yourself." Chu Mo said mysteriously.

Although he was practicing, he still felt the movements of the entire village.

After all, it’s better to be careful when you’re outside.

Wang Quanfugui nodded, and did not think there was anything wrong, so he turned around and walked into the yard.

As soon as I left the yard, I saw two flying swords at the entrance of the village, and two monks in yellow Taoist robes stood on them, saying something arrogantly.

"Hmph, we are responsible for protecting the safety of this nearby land of thousands of miles. Isn't it just right for you to serve a little money every month?"

"Master, I just need such a little thing, you will yell. Do you want to die?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a scathing eyebrow and a mustache.

"No, no, Taoist priest, the village is really poor. We... we can't afford so much money at all. If we really get it together, the people in the village will have no food to spend the winter."

The old village chief stood in front of the crowd and begged with a bitter look on his face.

"Hmph, you didn't eat for the winter, so don't care about the uncle. I'll kill the demon to protect you. I'll eat it so well."

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked angry. He was a person who had just been assigned to the Yiqidao Alliance in recent days.

Unexpectedly, my subordinates managed such a remote place without any oil or water.

Today I went out on patrol and happened to find such a small village. Of course, I had to fight Qiufeng.

Anyway, in the chaos of today, what is it that a village starved to death?

As he said that, the middle-aged Taoist priest walked down from the flying sword, stretched out his hand, and the fairy sword was sheathed.

He walked towards the village with a swagger, preparing to see for himself what was worth taking.

"Well? This junior brother, how dare you ask where is the Yiqidao League?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest had just taken two steps and found Wang Quan and Fugui. After hesitating for a moment, he asked with his fists in his hand, his tone much more polite.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!