Chapter 75 Past events in Mojia Village

The sea is vast and boundless, without any obstruction, which can open people's minds and also buffer and relieve people's pain.

The sea water is extremely bright blue. Occasionally, the breeze only blows thousands of rippling small wrinkles, which makes the golden water surface appear warm and gratifying under the early summer sunlight.

"I've never seen such a beautiful sea!"

When he was heading north on the boat, Shi Yan stood at the bow of the boat, looked at the sea, blew the sea breeze, and said comfortably.

Senior Sister Zixuan walked out of the cabin, came to the deck, and asked Shi Yan: "When will we arrive?"

Shi Yan looked around, turned around and replied, "It should be soon."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shi Yan said again: "The village name of Mojia Village has been fishing in Beihai all year round. I know much more than us, and it's better than what we want. The master is really, and I don't even say one of the detailed locations."

Mo Zixuan glanced at Shi Yan coldly and explained: "The water of the North Chen is originally fluid, and combined with the accumulation of star power and the best water spiritual power, a little bit of spirituality is generated. Do you think it will stay in one place and remain motionless?"

Shi Yan nodded, "I really don't know that Beichen Water is spiritual. Senior sister, do you know more."

Mo Zixuan looked at the vast sky without saying anything.

The vast sky is bright and blue, with only a few light clouds like tulle, flat against the sky.

Shortly after the sunset set, the western sky was still burning with an orange-red sunset. The sea was dyed red by the glow, but it was more spectacular than the scenery of the sky. Because it was active, whenever rows of waves surged, the glow reflected on the peaks was red and bright, just like burning flames, flashing, rolling, and disappearing.

"arrive!"

From afar, I saw a small boat from the shallow water area ahead.

Shi Yan jumped down from the boat, walked on the waves, and galloped towards the boat.

"Uncle Le, Uncle Feng!"

Mo Le and Mo Feng raised their heads when they heard the screams. When they saw that it was Shi Yan, they happily greeted him, "Boss Shi, why are you here? Come here to sit here, it's windy there."

Shi Yan smiled and said, "Everyone said don't call me Boss Shi, just call me Xiaoyan."

Mo Feng heard this and said, "How come that happens? You are the benefactor of our village, and Xiaoxun's kid often tells us that you treat him well."

"Haha, Xiaoxun's child is very well-behaved, I like him very much." Shi Yan turned his head and shouted to Mo Zixuan on the boat: "Senior sister, come here quickly, Mojia Village is ahead!"

Mo Zixuan came to the bow of the boat, jumped and floated to it. The white silk floated in the sunset, like a fairy descending to earth, beautiful and flawless.

Shi Yan was stunned for a moment and couldn't take his eyes away.

The hands are like tender croakers, the skin is like cream, the collar is like a croaker, the teeth are like a gourd, the head is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is graceful, and the beautiful eyes are full.

"Oh, Boss Shi is here with the boss lady. The relationship is good. Come ashore and let everyone take a look." Mo Le said hehe, and when he smiled, his dark skin would wrinkle together.

Shi Yan smiled, "How can she be? She is my senior sister."

"Don't bully us who have never seen the world. Those who have become Taoist couples these days, and those who have not succeeded are all senior sisters and junior sisters!"

When Shi Yan heard this, he could only cough awkwardly and look at Mo Zixuan embarrassedly, "Don't care, they are actually good people."

"Is Mojia Village ahead?" Mo Zixuan glanced at them indifferently, and looked at the small village shrouded in smoke in front of him with a blank expression.

"That's right, Mojia Village is ahead." Shi Yan nodded.

The wind blew her hair, and Mo Zixuan brushed her hair and said, "Then let's go over and ask. The longer we drag it, the more dangerous the wood shovel will be." Her beautiful eyes glanced at her, "The more suspicious you are!"

Shi Yan was speechless and could only say goodbye to Mo Le and Mo Feng and come to Mojia Village.

When Mo Lao saw Shi Yan coming, he hurriedly came out, "Boss Shi, why did you come here in person? Just let Mo Cheng or Xiaoxun come directly if you want to pick up the goods?"

"Haha, I'm not here to get the goods today, I just want to ask for something." Shi Yan smiled.

"Ask something?" Old Mo was stunned at first, then smiled, "Okay, you can come into the house with me. If you have anything, please ask me. After living for more than 60 years, although it cannot be said that everything in the world is known, you can still know about nine points."

Shi Yan looked at him with contempt. This old man is really good at bragging. He knows the nine points in the world. I think he has never even been out of the Zimu Liuhua Domain!

Seeing Shi Yan's eyes, Mo Laoyi was excited, "You think I'm bragging!"

Shi Yan Lian said no, this kind of thing is done by thinking about it in his heart, how can he say it in front of others?

Mr. Mo beat the crutch hard, turned around and pointed at Shi Yan and shouted: "I have been born for more than 60 years and have never lied to anyone. My ancestors can testify!"

Shi Yan was sweating profusely, and this was the same sentence again.

"Okay, I believe you, so don't say that. When your ancestors are really tired, they will come to testify to you if they have anything or not..." Shi Yan curled his lips helplessly. Seeing that Mo Lao had signs of an outbreak, he quickly changed the subject and said to Mo Lao, "We have urgent matters today, and we won't argue with you anymore. I want to ask, has anyone been to Mojia Village to the extreme north of thousands of waters?"

Mr. Mo cut, "Why haven't you been to the Far North? There is an ancestral teaching in Mojia Village. When the village of Mojia Village is famous, you have to go to the Far North to worship your ancestors."

"Go to the Far North to worship the ancestors?" Shi Yan asked curiously, "Why do you want to go to the Far North?"

Mr. Mo sighed, "Originally, our Mojia Village did not live in this place, we migrated from a distance."

This was the first time Shi Yan saw Mr. Mo showing such an expression. In his heart, Mr. Mo was simply an old man who was greedy for small gains and lies without integrity.

"That's about eight hundred years ago. Our clan was originally a big clan in the extreme north, but since that day, our clan has been in a slump. That day, purple flames dyed the sky red. The ice and snow melted, and the glaciers were broken. Six black dragons with heads collided fiercely in the sky. Half of our clan members died tragically under their violent collision, and almost all the remaining people were injured." Old Mo told the story of the history passed down from his ancestors. "After that, the place where our clan lived could not survive, so he moved here, but unexpectedly, bad luck also came."

"Every hundred years, a child with black scales will appear in the clan. The child is speechless and will only make hissing sounds. The ancestors said that this was the ancestor who blamed us for leaving them in the extreme north. Therefore, four hundred years ago, my children in Mojia Village would go to the extreme north to worship their ancestors every adult. After death, they would also be buried in the tombs of the extreme north. "Old Mo sighed, "The name of the bad luck village in our Mojia Village is actually caused by children with black scales."

"After worshipping the ancestors, will the Black Scale Children still appear?" Mo Zixuan asked suddenly.

Shi Yan looked at her in surprise and saw that she looked at Mr. Mo seriously, as if she was listening carefully.

"So there is nothing, but..." Old Mo's voice suddenly stopped and he stopped talking.

"Just what?" Shi Yan asked.

Old Mo stood up in panic and turned his back to them, "No, you heard it wrong."

"Hey, Old Man Mo, you're playing tricks on me!" Shi Yan said angrily. Others were just listening, but he aroused other people's desires but stopped doing it himself. What's that?

"Don't ask, asking too much will not benefit you!" Old Mo whispered, his voice trembling a little. Although he tried his best to remain calm, he was still heard by Shi Yan and Mo Zixuan.

Shi Yan wanted to ask, but was stopped by Mo Zixuan.

Shi Yan looked at Mo Zixuan in confusion, not knowing why she wanted to stop him. Mo Zixuan said lightly: "Don't waste time on irrelevant things. We are short of time now, so we can't waste a minute or a second!"

She said this, so Shi Yan had to give up.

"Okay, Mr. Mo, we won't ask, but do you know what happened to Qianshui Jibei recently?"

Old Mo calmed down, turned around and sat down tremblingly, "I have lost my composure, I've made you laugh."

Then he thought about it, and suddenly, he slapped his head, "There is something strange. About a month ago, my tribe was sacrificing in the extreme north, and suddenly a starry sky appeared in the sky."

"What's strange about the starry sky?" Shi Yan sneered.

"You are wrong. The starry sky is not strange, but suddenly a starry sky appears above your head during the day, which is very strange!" Old Mo narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "The starlight shines down like a meteor shower. These starlights gather at a little bit, and this strange scene disappeared after a quarter of an hour. The people of my tribe originally wanted to go forward to investigate, but there were many spirit beasts on the road, and there were many very powerful spirit beasts, so they retreated."

"Then do you know where that is?" Mo Zixuan asked nervously.

Old Mo looked up and thought for a moment, "It seems to be the northwest direction of the place where ancestor worship is worshipped."

"That must be a sign of the condensation of the water of the North Star!" Mo Zixuan stood at the bow of the boat, allowing the whistling and cold night wind to blow on her cheeks.

Shi Yan looked at her, went to the cabin, and asked Uncle Mo Le to make a cup of ginger king tea. Uncle Mo Feng, who was beside him, looked at Shi Yan with a chuckling smile: "Go quickly, this ginger king tea is good, I will not be afraid of cold poison after drinking it. I will reach the extreme northern boundary later, and your little girlfriend will probably not be able to stand it!" Mo Le and Mo Feng were sent by Mo to lead the way. After all, the place where the Mo family worshiped the ancestors could not be found without the Mo family. The two of them took on this errand happily. At that time, they smiled and said, "Boss Shi is the benefactor of our village, what is this little thing?" It made people feel sour, and they had never done anything for them!

Shi Yan smiled bitterly, "Uncle Feng, everyone says she is not my girlfriend..."

Mo Feng whispered, "Understand, understand, it's senior sister, it's senior sister."

Although he said this on his lips, he could tell at a glance that he had misunderstood after seeing his expression and his actions.

Shi Yan shrugged. He no longer had the strength to explain. If you misunderstand, just misunderstand. Anyway, there is a piece of meat.

Shi Yan brought Jiangwang tea to Mo Zixuan, "Senior sister, it's cold, let's have a cup of Jiangwang tea."

Mo Zixuan nodded, held the teacup, and took a sip. Suddenly, a warm feeling flowed down the esophagus with the tea soup and spread throughout his body. This warm and comfortable feeling dispelled all the chills. Standing in front of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of the gust of

Mo Zixuan took another sip and his face turned rosy, "It's really the warmest ginger king tea!"

Shi Yan drank a glass by himself, and gave Xiaobai Monkey who was unwilling to stay in his namespace a glass.

As Uncle Mo Feng said, after drinking ginger king tea, my whole body seemed to be bathed in the sun, warm and uncomfortable.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and large scattered snowflakes fell from the dim sky.

The ship was engraved with a talisman array, like a huge window, wrapped in a big ship, emitting a faint glow. Snowflakes were flying outside the array, pounced on the layer of light like hundreds of butterflies, and hit the light mischievously, and then flew to the side. The heavy snow fell one after another, and the snowflakes danced in various postures in the air, either flying, hovering, or falling straight and quickly, laying in the sea.

Mo Zixuan suddenly smiled. She waved her hand and half of the light screen in front dissipated. Suddenly, snowflakes came in from the place where the light screen disappeared and fell on the boat.

Mo Zixuan didn't mind that the heavy snow fell on her body. She opened her hand and took a snowflake. The crystal clear snowflake fell on the palm of her hand. It looked transparent, and slowly, it melted.

Suddenly, she sighed in a low voice, as if she was talking to herself, her voice was inaudible, "Do you know, why snow is white?"

Although the voice was very light, Shi Yan, who was standing beside her, could hear it clearly, "Snow, why is it white?"

Shi Yan felt that there seemed to be a string in his heart that was touched by someone and trembled continuously.

He remembered that when he left the family's ancestral hall, heavy snow fell in the sky, and the heavy snow dyed everything white, dazzling white.

There is no color, it is chilling.

He replied inexplicably, "Because, it forgot its original color."
Chapter completed!