Cultivate your sister’s immortals

Walking out of the house, Mo Yi looked around and found that this was the courtyard where the handymen lived, no wonder the decoration of the house was so simple and simple, and the purple clay pot tea set was only served by a kind maid.

Hey, it’s really my own sister, and abusing my brother is as simple as eating and drinking tea.

Even though his heart was full of complaints, Mo Yi had to drag his somewhat numb legs to keep up with Mo Luoxue.

Walking out of the courtyard, Mo Yi officially stepped into Mo Luoxue’s mansion, he looked at the luxurious decoration and the artificial lake comparable to the beauty of the West Lake in the previous life and took a deep breath, a mansion area is as big as a small park in the urban area of the previous life, Mo Yi couldn’t help but feel feudalism again that people cannibalize people and exploit the hard-earned money of working people in exchange for good and beautiful scenery.

Mo Yi walked through the artificial lake, and he glanced at it to get a rough picture. A well-built stone bridge is erected on the artificial lake, and a dark green bamboo pavilion is built in the center of the stone bridge, and a guqin is placed in the pavilion, and there is a mahogany table in front of the guqin with a chessboard on the table. A hot cup of tea with white smoke still wafting from it sits on a chessboard, and a volume of books sits on one side.

This is probably where Mo Luo Xue rests on weekdays, the eldest lady of the Mo family is proficient in Qinqi books and paintings, and the beauty of heaven in the eyes of the outside world is worthy of the name. Mo Yi walked and suddenly looked down at his reflection in the clear lake, the title of the first bastard should not drop the price together with the Heavenly Lady… Should.

Bypassing the artificial lake, Mo Yi who basked in ultraviolet rays by the way felt refreshed, it is noon, the autumn sun is not too hot on the body, the temperature is just right, which not only removes the chill for Mo Yi, but also brings warmth and comfort to Mo Yi, and breathing in the fresh air without PM2.5 is simply in a fairyland.

Mo Yi thought about his dilapidated courtyard again, and he couldn’t help but feel a melancholy in his heart, he was also the eldest son of the Mo family, why was there such a big gap between people?

It’s all those damn three bastards who make it difficult for them to sleep, and he doesn’t want to eat and eat, and Mo Yi subconsciously throws the pot to the three protagonists who have never met.

While Mo Yi was thinking blindly, Mo Luoxue stopped and they arrived.

In front of a not outstanding bungalow, compared to the grandeur of the yard, here is much closer to the people, the unpretentious wood and workmanship, every minute can reflect Miss Mo’s unpretentiousness, really arrogant and not dry, bitter and sweet.

Mo Yi touched the pillar beside him, and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of respect in his heart, this is the first eldest daughter of the Mo family, who is in a high position but dedicated to the people.

Mo Luoxue pushed open the door and glanced at Mo Yi, who was touching the pillar of the room, and said: “Be careful with your paws, it is a thousand-year-old red stake wood shipped from Kunlun Mountain, and it is made by thousands of carpenters selected by the people, one is worth tens of millions, and if you break it, you will raise your head to see it yourself.” ”

Groove!? Say yes and unpretentious. Mo Yi’s paws froze.

Upon entering the room, the first thing that catches your eye is a long yellow rosewood table against the wall, filled with various sacrificial utensils, such as fruit plates, incense burners, candles, etc. On the side of the table, there was a brass brazier, which was filled with ashes, and Mo Yi, who had sharp eyes, found that these ashes were burned clean and perfect, and he didn’t know what Mo Luoxue, Nizi, used to burn the fire on weekdays.

The most attractive thing about Mo Yi is the not outstanding ink painting hanging on the wall.

Mo Yi saw Mo Luoxue standing in front of the table and stopped, he looked up at the ink painting and held his breath.

The painting is made with a fine brush, the overall painting style is delicate, and the color of the picture is black and white.

The painting depicts a thrillingly high and precipitous mountain, on its cliff, a figure in a white robe swings into the sky, an eagle hovers above his head, and a lonely and proud breath rushes to his face.

Borrow again from heaven… Five hundred years!

Mo Yi felt a chill in his heart, this is… Immortal Edge? Go against the current, unyielding and tenacious!

His eyes sharply stared at the ink painting up and down, as if to copy him into his mind, the momentum of the rushing clouds was constantly portrayed in his heart, as if something was brewing in his mind, about to break out of the shell.

The silence and staring lasted for five minutes, and Mo Yi looked at the ink painting with his back hand expressionless, revealing in his eyes the reverence and expectation for the immortals, as well as the appreciation and awe of the ink painting.

Mo Luoxue looked at Mo Yi with a frown, her eyes flashing with uncertainty.

‘Damn, I can’t let this chick find out that I don’t understand anything.’ Mo Yi was sweating, he felt that he was about to pretend to be against the grass. He actually didn’t see anything on this fairy ink painting, and after admiring the painting for a minute, he was confused, he didn’t see it, and the yellow spot on the painting that was suspected to be vegetable oil was decisively discovered by him. Now what sustains his old god’s presence is only the last bit of self-respect as an “older brother.”

Mo Luoxue stepped forward expressionlessly, she pushed the table away with one hand and reached out to tear off this “Immortal Yuan” full of picture scrolls, and then casually crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the brazier, the brazier that still had residual heat burned again, the scorching flame floated in the brazier, and soon, the ink painting turned into a perfect mass of ash.

Mo Yi watched sluggishly as the ink painting was burned to ashes… Hell, he finally knew where those beautiful and perfect ashes in the basin came from.

Mo Luoxue turned to look at Mo Yi and snorted, as if she was despising Mo Yi’s taste.

‘Grandma, you can despise my taste, but don’t find me treating this broken thing as an ‘immortal yuan’…” Mo Yi wanted to cover his face, but he still showed a pitiful expression.

Behind the ink painting was a snow-white wall, Mo Luoxue stood in front of the wall, reached out and knocked, and then pushed hard, and a rectangular brick was pushed and dented.

After two or three seconds, a black gap began to appear on this snow-white wall, and with a low rumble, the wall separated from the center, and a passage about two meters high and wide appeared!

“……！！” Mo Yi was stunned and overwhelmed.

Is this the legendary Chamber of Secrets? So advanced, so wanted. If Mo Luoxue looked closely, he would find that Mo Yi’s eyes were full of small stars. Every man wants a secret room to hide his private money or little yellow book, or a little lover, Mo Yi is no exception, but he didn’t expect that his own sister actually had a secret room!

Following Mo Luoxue into the secret room, Mo Yi found that this passage reached the ground, and under his feet was a staircase that could not be seen at a glance, and a grid of stairs led to the dark depths, and the two walls of the stone bricks were filled with torches, illuminating the space.

Mo Yi followed Mo Luoxue down, and the door of the secret room automatically closed and made a “bang” sound.

Mo Yi hugged his hands unnaturally, and he and Mo Luoxue always kept a distance of three to four steps, not far or close. Mainly because Mo Yi was afraid that Mo Luoxue would turn around and draw his sword and cut him into countless pieces, no one would know when he rotted in this secret passage, but he wanted to save the Mo family from fire and water! How can it be dried down in such a place!