Please calm down your anger

Chapter 220

The autumn night is as cold as water, and the sky is full of stars.

Among the dark mountains, the lights of Mojia Mountain City are lit up, most of the shops have already closed, the red lanterns in front of the archway are swaying with the wind, only a few inns and restaurants are still noisy.

The backyard of the Mo family mansion.

Maids shuttle back and forth between courtyards and corridors,
Lanterns under the cornices and bucket arches illuminate the surroundings.

Wearing white clothes, Wang Xuan paced back and forth, looked around and couldn't help admiring: "I didn't see such exquisiteness when I came last time, but the craftsmen of the Mo family are extraordinary."

"It's all trails."

Mo Huaixian shook his head with a smile and said: "After all, the Mo family's background is still shallow. Those thousand-year-old families are surrounded by Fengshui arrays, and there are hidden caves everywhere. They are far worse than others."

Wang Xuan couldn't help laughing, "It's just a house, as long as it's comfortable to live in."

The two of them had come to the main hall while they were talking.

Mrs. Mo walked out of the room in her regular clothes, and she greeted her with a gentle smile, "My lord Wang is busy with military affairs, so I can see you today."

"Wang was rude, I hope seniors will forgive me."

Wang Xuan hurriedly clasped his hands together, and then presented a jade box.

"Wang found a vermilion fruit in the Kanyuan Mountains, and I hope that seniors will not dislike it."

"Zhu Yanguo?"

Mrs. Mo's eyes brightened slightly, and she smiled with satisfaction: "Master Wang has a heart, please come in quickly."

Vermilion fruit can also be regarded as a kind of spiritual fruit. If there is a century-old peach tree in the condensation of the earth's orifice, you can occasionally see one peach fruit in the tree.

This thing was found from the hidden treasure of Moyun Eagle Demon, and it happened to be a door-to-door gift.

After entering the door, a maid served hot water to wash hands, and soaked spiritual tea to waft the fragrance.

With Mo Huaixian as a companion, the three chatted for a while.

They all know each other's details, but they also have something to talk about.

Wang Xuan talked about the wonders of the Kanyuan Mountain Range.

Mrs. Mo laughed and talked about various interesting things in Shendu.

Jinxiu Pavilion has a very close relationship with the royal family members in the palace. As an enshrinement, Mrs. Mo is naturally well-informed, and some anecdotes were chatted vividly.

Halfway through the conversation, Wang Xuan finally brought up the matter:

"I have something I would like to ask Senior for help."

Then, he took out the "Golden Feather Arrow" map and a feather flying sword that he had copied in advance, "This is an accidental acquisition of the Kanyuan Mountains. I wanted to refine it into a military weapon, but this feather has been The demon king refined it into a flying sword, and the master craftsmen in the army had no choice but to ask the seniors to have a look."

"Oh?"

Mrs. Mo didn't talk nonsense, took a look at the atlas and sighed, "Marshal He Liancheng's golden feather arrow is rumored to be amazing. It is really extraordinary, Mr. Wang is a good chance. There is a atlas. It's not difficult either."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the Lingyu Flying Sword again, brushed the sharp side feathers with his fingertips, and frowned slightly, "Huh? This thing is weird..."

As he said, his fingertips flickered like golden needles, and he wiped along the center of the feathers.

Call ~
A dark wind suddenly picked up, and the phantom of a woman with dark eyes floated out, but disappeared as soon as she stretched out her sharp claws...

Just as Wang Xuan and Mo Huaixian were about to make a move, Mrs. Mo waved her hands and said, "Don't panic, the Lord is dead, it's just a lingering thought of the transformed old demon."

"Avatar monster?"

Wang Xuanruo said thoughtfully: "The Namoyun eagle demon came from the forbidden area in the mountain, and was captured by the demon of the Three Immortals Temple. It is said that the feathers are the protection left by his mother..."

After listening to Wang Xuan's words, Madam Mo shook her head slightly and sighed: "It is said that demons are cruel, but unexpectedly there is also the feeling of licking calves. Even if you have peerless supernatural powers, you can't protect your own children."

Not knowing what to think of, Mrs. Mo's eyes were gloomy.

Mo Huaixian hurriedly interrupted, and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's getting late, why don't we go have dinner first?"

"well."

Madam Mo cheered up, waved her hand and said, "Come here, serve the food."

There is also a round table in the main hall. After the three of them sat down, a maid served tea immediately, and soon there were plates of delicacies on the table, filling the room with aroma.

What's more interesting is that the maid also introduced them one by one.

"My lord, this plate is called "Autumn Moon Night". It is made of rice with flowing fat and white corn, and boiled with vanilla to make a congealed cake, implying the autumn harvest and the fragrance of rice flowers under the full moon..."

"This plate is called "Luan Fengxian". It is a colorful bird of prey that is first fried and then steamed. The front and back are only half a stick of incense. The heat needs to be just right before it can spread its wings and soar like a fairy..."

"This dish is called "Lu Shi Ping". The venison meat is thin. If you use Qingping as a guide and roast it with a secret method, it will be tender and fragrant..."

After the maid's introduction, Mrs. Mo said with a smile: "Lord Wang, these are home-cooked dishes, so don't be polite."

Wang Xuan was dumbfounded, and then smiled wryly: "Wang is a rough person, the best meal in his life is the night banquet at the Xiaojiahe Dance House, I thought it was the pinnacle of taste, but compared to your home-cooked dishes, it is not as good. "

"Hahaha…"

Mrs. Mo's laughter was full of pride, "This is all done by my little girl, not my old bragging. Even the master Suzhai, the god of Xumizong, dare not say that his craftsmanship is better than that of my little girl."

Wang Xuan praised: "Senior is a blessed person."

Mrs. Mo proudly said: "What is cooking, my family..."

"Come, come, Lord Wang, let me toast you."

Mo Huaixian hurriedly interrupted, picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Yong'an Army was established, and it took less than a year to lay down a huge foundation. Now Kan Yuanshan has gained a firm foothold in one fell swoop. My lord's means, I admire."

Wang Xuan shook his head and said: "Without the help of the Mo family, Wang would have already been in exile, maybe his life would be lost. You and I have known each other since we were young, so there is no need to say these polite words."

After all, several people raised their glasses to celebrate.

Delicious food and wine, cool night breeze, all the food and wine on the table in the chat room has been wiped out.

Mrs. Mo seems to be in a good mood, "I'm too old to drink, go to rest first, and relax. You can lead Mr. Wang around to see the night view of the garden."

"Yes, Aunt."

After Madam Mo left, Wang Xuan sighed quietly and put down his wine glass.

"Brother Mo, there is no need for me and the Mo family to do this."

He's not a fool, so he can't see that this banquet has some ulterior motives.

"Brother Wang, forgive me."

Mo Huaixian smiled wryly and said: "This is a temporary decision made by my aunt, I dare not disobey it, let's go, my aunt asked me to watch the night with you, I have to go..."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Wang Xuan and headed towards the garden in the backyard.

Wang Xuan was a little helpless.

What is looking at the night is clearly looking at the beauty.

Being human in two lives, I have long been bearish on the matter of love.

The so-called love at first sight is mostly love at first sight, there is always a life-and-death love, and it is no match for the passage of time, entanglement, troubles, and a waste of good time.

As the two walked and chatted, Mo Huaixian sighed: "Brother Wang, my little sister is named Mo Qingrou, she is ten times more talented than me, she is a talented cook, plays piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is good at everything. Choose as the master of the house."

Wang Xuan frowned, "Can't cultivate?"

Mo Huaixian nodded and said: "That's right, uncle and aunt met each other in Jianghu, and they got married after being entangled in grievances and grudges when they were old. They only have a daughter, Qingrou, but it's a pity that they can't perceive the spirit of heaven and earth since they were born."

"So that's the case, it's a pity..."

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly.

He had already made up his mind that this matter could not be agreed.

It's not that he is hypocritical and resists the marriage, it's just that he aspires to live a long life. If he achieves success in the future, it will take ten years to retreat once. After he comes out, he will be beautiful and white-haired, and he may have to bury him with his own hands.

Somewhat uncomfortable after all.

While chatting, the two had come to the backyard.

On the small bridge in the garden, under the autumn moon, a beautiful woman in white was sitting on the railing of the bridge looking at the moon shadow in the pool.

Wang Xuan suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

To be honest, he also heard Mo Huai chatting about his sister, who shared the seven jades of the capital of the gods with Chen Xianyu, so she was naturally extraordinary in appearance.

Looking at Mo Huaixian again, he has disappeared and no one knows where he went.

Wang Xuan shook his head speechlessly, and walked to the small bridge.

Mo Qingrou also raised her head, her eyes were astonishingly calm.

The two were speechless.

After a while, the two spoke at the same time:
"It's embarrassing for Miss Mo."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang."

After that, he was speechless again, and at the same time looked at the moon in the sky, and sighed.

On the attic in the distance, Mo Huaixian and Mrs. Mo were also speechless.

Mrs. Mo frowned and said: "This Lord Wang seems to be shrewd, why can't he even coax a girl? He is far worse than your clan uncle."

Mo Huaixian smiled wryly and said: "Master Wang is devoted to cultivation and busy with military affairs, so he is really not good at it. My aunt and uncle have already said that there is no need for marriage..."

"He knows shit!"

Mrs. Mo snorted coldly, "When I was in the capital of God, I blocked those frivolous and prodigal sons because I saw too many private fights in the houses of aristocratic families, and Rou'er couldn't practice. If she married, she might die in three or two years. "

"There's no reason for a woman not to marry. Is it possible that she will be an old lady all her life? Besides, Rou'er's appearance is also a curse. I need to find someone who can protect me. After thinking about it, Captain Wang is the most suitable."

Mo Huaixian was speechless for a moment.

On the garden bridge, the two remained silent.

Wang Xuan really didn't know what to say.

What Mo Huaixian said is right, the woman in front of him is extremely intelligent, I'm afraid he can see everything in his heart.

Thinking of this, he slightly shook his head and prepared to say goodbye.

At this moment, "Candle Dragon Eyes" was suddenly deduced in my mind.

There was a flash of blue light in Wang Xuan's eyes, and he wanted to quickly cover it up, but he frowned slightly and stared at Mo Qingrou.

In the soul of this woman, there is also a black curse like the ugly Buddha...

(End of this chapter)