I Just Reopened My Life

　　Mo House is down.

　　 Because the master risked his death in the court to admonish the emperor, he fell.

　　 "It's a pity that the last farmer in the court also disappeared." Mo Wuming looked indifferent.

　　 He was born a beggar anyway, and now he is just going back to the old days.

　　 "Take a pickaxe." This was the last word the master said to him.

　　 Mo Wuming didn't understand at first.

　　 But then he understood, the emperor wanted them to dig the mountain.

　　 is not a mountain, but a group of mountains. It is all the mountains in the world for 30,000 miles.

　　 The emperor is really crazy, driven by the public opinion of the poet and the power of the general.

　　 Before he left, the master still didn't believe that the emperor would really do this. He didn't believe that the emperor who was willing to cut taxes for three years would do such a thing.

　　 Mo Wuming picked up his pickaxe on his back, making no sound.

　　 When desire is over, there is no saint in the world.

　　 And the words of the emperor determine the fate of countless people at the bottom.

　　...

　　 Sad mountain.

　　 Mo Wuming has moved the stone here for three years, and his heart is as hard as the stone.

　　 In fact, the name of the mountain is not called Mieqie Mountain. This name was taken by Mo Wuming himself.

　　 He feels sad and beautiful, which suits his situation.

　　 But I don't have the ability to change my destiny, so I'm just empty and sad.

　　 "You mean? What did you do with all the stones we dug out?" a refugee asked.

　　 "I heard it was used to kill immortals."

　　 "Can stones kill immortals?"

"do not know…"

　　 Mo Wuming listened, thinking of the old man and girl I met in Chang'an at that time, and I don’t know how they are now.

　　 This general who represents power can at least protect his own safety...

　　...

　　 Several years have passed.

　　 Mo Wuming has become the head.

　　 According to Mo Wuming's own words, he is now a Bao Gong.

　　 He changed the boundary because the Mount of Sadness had been hollowed out by them.

　　 looked for a place far away from the emperor, where there were only a few small villages. A few of them changed their bodies and pretended to be hunters, and quickly integrated into these villages.

　　 This is also a nameless idea, a fool has only moved bricks for a lifetime!

　　 It’s fine on weekdays, and it’s good to be self-sufficient in hunting.

　　 There is no name for the newly found place.

　　...

　　 The Spring Festival has just passed.

　　 Mo Wuming took a hunting bow and wanted to go hunting in the mountains.

　　 The movement of digging spiritual veins from the outside world is getting louder and louder. Some are clamoring for an uprising, and some say that killing immortals can be passed on.

　　 Mo Wuming doesn't know how long they can last in this little paradise.

　　 thought this in his heart, but Mo Wuming's footsteps never stopped.

There is a spring in front of 　　, and nearby animals will go there to drink. If you are lucky, you might be able to pick a few for nothing.

　　 pushed away the grass that was close to one person tall, hiding in the shade of the tree without a name.

　　 It is not a small animal that catches my eyes.

　　 is a pair of beautiful feet, gently treading on the water with their toes, making waves in Mo Wuming's heart.

　　 The little feet swayed briskly like a white jade, and Qingquan seemed to be gently stroking the transparent bare feet.

　　 is a beautiful girl.

　　 I can't help but compare her with the girl brought by the old man.

　　 The one that the old man took was more like a celestial spirit.

　　 But at this moment, the girl in Mo Wuming's eyes is like an elf between heaven and earth.

　　 is completely different.

　　 "Does it look good?" The girl's voice came.

"nice."

　　 "I'm talking about this clear spring."

　　 "That's what I said."

　　 Mo namelessly withdrew his eyes, he was patronizing his feet just now, and now he realized that they were wearing clothes.

　　 "Oh, yes. May I ask if this is a fairy...Is it coming to the mountain?" the girl asked with a smile.

　　 "As long as you want, here is it."

　　 "Why are you talking so madly?" The girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

　　 Mo Wuming wanted to show his eloquence, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

　　 A girl had asked him this before, but he just wanted to send her away quickly. But now another girl said this to him, but he didn't know how to speak.

　　 "As long as you want, here is it."

　　 He really thought so.

　　 If you want, he can immediately name this place Xianlaishan.

　　 "What did you find Xianlaishan for?" Mo Wuming asked curiously.

　　 "Um...I want to find a safe place to live." The girl's tone was refreshingly smiling.

　　 "Is Xianlai Mountain safe?"

"do not know."

　　 "That...this is actually Xianlai Mountain." Mo Wuming grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands and lied nervously.

　　 The girl was taken aback, staring at Mo Wuming with a weird smile in her eyes for a long time.

　　 "Okay, then I will stay here." The corners of her mouth rose slightly, looking at Mo Wuming happily.

　　 Mo nameless pupils dilated inexplicably, he could clearly hear his fierce heartbeat in the sound of this clear spring.

　　 Seventeen years ago, on the 24th of Shouyang, shortly after three quarters, he entered the Mo Mansion and met the upright official Mo who gave him his name.

　　 Seventeen years later, on the 24th of Shouyang, three quarters hour ago, he met a girl.

　　...

　　 "My name is Mo Wuming." Mo Wuming lowered his head and introduced himself. When he didn't want to see her, he became emotional.

　　 This is not in line with his deep and rational personality.

　　 If you change the word in his dream, it means that he feels that he is being squeezed.

　　 "Anonymous? It just happened!" The girl looked at him with a smile: "I don't have a name either, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is nothing..."

　　 "Since you are so good at naming...then help me choose one too!" The girl seemed to be deliberately teasing him for naming the mountain Xianlai.

　　 If you change to the usual, Mo Wuming can definitely feel that there is something in the girl's words, but now... if you hear it, you will be treated as if you haven't heard it.

　　 "Then you call... Don't be sad!"

　　 This is the name he gave to Shan before.

　　 "We have the same surname! From today! I will recognize you as my brother!" The girl patted Mo Wuming on the shoulder and said mischievously.

elder brother?

　　 Mo namelessly instinctively, he was a little resistant, because he didn't want to be just an older brother.

　　 But maybe it was affected by the dream.

like.

　　 Sister...It’s not impossible.

　　...

　　 The two returned to the village.

　　 The house Mo Wuming had built for himself was still very large. There is nothing wrong with living with two people, except that the beds are a little bit small.

"how old are you?"

　　 "Eighteen." The girl doesn't care about age very much.

　　I'm an adult. Mo Wuming was influenced by his dreams, and he always felt that eighteen was an adult. In fact, here, sixteen is considered an adult.

　　 Mo Wuming looked at his house with only one bed and said, "Why don't you live with me tonight!"

　　 The girl smiled and said, "You have nothing to worry about!"

　　 Mo Wuming's face was reddened. Just now, his brain was flooded, his feet were off the ground, and his lustful thoughts occupied the high ground.

　　 actually said such a sentence.

　　 The girl shook her head helplessly, and took out a wooden stick from her waist.

　　 Waving a wooden stick with both hands.

　　 A brand new set of beds appeared in front of Mo Wuming.