Zhou Town.
It is a very ordinary town among the 3,588 towns and villages in Chuanping District. Because the most residents in the town have the surname Zhou, it is named after it. There are countless such inconspicuous towns in the entire continent. .
As night falls, there is no lively nightlife in the ordinary town. Most people who have worked hard all day have turned off their lights and rested at this time. The whole town was immersed in darkness and tranquility, and the occasional night guard walking through the streets was very perfunctory. No one knew that a group of four people had quietly arrived in the town at this time.
"Go this way." Mo Lin led the way, and the other three followed him, all a little confused. This was different from their original plan of trying to avoid crowds. The person who supported this plan the most has always been Mo Lin, but now he is the one leading the way and going against the plan.
After leading the three people around two streets, Molin entered an alley. After checking repeatedly left and right, Molin stopped in front of a door, and then waved to the three people parked at the entrance of the alley.
The three of them walked forward, and Mo Lin already knocked on the door.
Bang bang bang...
The sound was almost inaudible, but there was movement immediately inside the door. His hearing was as sharp as Lu Ping's, and he immediately heard a complaining murmur.
The door opened quickly, and standing inside was a young man who looked to be a few years older than Lu Ping and the others, holding a candle and looking at the people outside the door with an indifferent expression.
"Stop standing and come in!" As if arriving at his own home, Mo Lin opened the door and greeted the three of them to enter. The young man stepped aside, but just held up the lamp and remained silent. After all three people came in, they immediately closed the door again and locked the bolt.
"This is..." The three of them looked at the young man, waiting for Mo Lin to introduce him.
"My cousin," Maureen said.
"A distant relative." The young man finally spoke, but he pushed the close relationship shown by Mo Lin as far away as possible.
"Hey." Molin smiled and sat down at the dining table.
"Everyone, sit down." He greeted the other three people. The three of them sat around the dining table while looking at the room.
The dining table was very small, and after four people put their arms on the table, there wasn't much room. The room is also very small. Once four people came in and sat around, it felt like there wasn't much space left.
The young man had already gone to the back room with a candle. Not long after, he actually brought out a bowl of rice and placed it in the center of the table. The rice is mixed with soup, and a few vegetable leaves can be seen vaguely. From the living conditions to the food, it can be seen that this young man's life is not rich, and even a little poor.
But Mo Lin was already knocking on the rice bowl and shouting: "It's so cold, why don't you heat it up?"
"There is no more firewood at home," the young man said.
Mo Lin looked at the three people in front of him and finally sighed. Some cultivators have special powers. They can create fire with just open hands, which can heat rice and other things. But none of the four of them had such means, which made Mo Lin feel a little sad.
"Let's make do?" He asked the three people for their opinions.
What can the three of them say? Although they roasted the birds for dinner in the evening, they were not that big, and eating them all was just a drop in the bucket. As soon as they left the forest, someone started to growl. Although the current bibimbap is simple, it is much better than nothing. These three people were not particular people, so they all nodded immediately.
"Bowls and chopsticks," Maureen called.
"Just one pair," the young man said, adding at the end: "It hasn't been washed yet."
"You're lazy!" Mo Lin lamented, "Do you know why you are so poor? In one word, lazy!"
Being squeezed into this position, the young man didn't seem to have any intention of driving the four of them out. He placed the candle back on the bedside, took off his shoes and sat on the bed. In this small room, there are only serious seats around the dining table, and the back room is the kitchen. After going around, there is only a bed left to sit on.
"Do you take turns using the dishes and chopsticks after washing them, or do you just grab them with your hands?" Mo Lin began to ask the three people for their opinions again.
The three of them continued their unfussy style, doing whatever they could to save trouble and immediately started grabbing food.
I don’t know how many meals the young man had in this bowl of rice, but it was quickly eaten up by the four of them. Mo Lin smacked his fingers without hesitation, and the other three looked gratefully at the young man.
"Thank you." Lu Ping said.
The young man ignored them. After watching the four of them finish eating, he got off the bed, came over, picked up the rice bowl and carried it into the back room. After coming out, he did not sit down at the table immediately. Instead, he stood by the table and looked at the four people.
"Don't worry, this time it's not just for food, but maybe for a stay," Mo Lin said.
The other three people just followed Mo Lin here, and only then did they know that he had such a foothold in this town, and that he had plans to take shelter here temporarily. It's just that this young man seems to have an extremely cold attitude, which is inconsistent with the extreme trust given by Molin. Even if the two are relatives, the young man's addition of "distant family" is obviously alienating this relationship.
"The room is so big, there's no place to live in it," the young man said.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay to just sit there all night." Mo Lin said.
"It's too much," said the young man.
"Are you okay?" Maureen said.
The atmosphere was extremely awkward for a while. Lu Ping could endure what others couldn't tolerate, but he had no problem forcing others to do anything. Seeing that the young man was unwilling, he wanted to ask everyone to leave, but was blocked by Mo Lin.
"The situation now is like this." Molin said, "Obviously someone has discovered our whereabouts, but you didn't sense anything unusual either before or after the river, right?"
"Yes." Lu Ping nodded.
"Based on my trust in your perception, I boldly concluded that the other party was only vaguely aware of us, but did not know our clear whereabouts. At the riverside, they may have wanted to further target us, but unfortunately, they were As soon as you notice they stop," Morin said.
Lu Ping nodded.
"So what will they do next? I think they will deduce our actions and then prepare an ambush. So at this time, it is very necessary for us to adjust the original plan and change the rhythm." Molin said.
"So we came to town, so we have to take a rest here." Lu Ping said
"Yes," said Maureen.
"But that's not the key." Lu Ping said.
"Then what's the key?" Mo Lin was confused.
"The key is that this is the eldest brother's home, and the eldest brother doesn't want to." Lu Ping said.
"You actually think like this. To be honest, the whole world should be touched by you." Molin said. And this is not pure nonsense. Mo Lin considered it from the perspective of Lu Ping's realm. Such a peerless strong man standing at the pinnacle would think about such an ordinary problem, which is really different from most people. Let alone a top powerhouse like Lu Ping, who is just a low-level ordinary cultivator, how many people would consider the wishes of an ordinary person like this?
"Honestly, are you moved?" Molin turned to look at his distant cousin.
The distant cousin said nothing, and his attitude did not change at all because of the conversation between Mo Lin and Lu Ping.
"It seems that you are not moved." Mo Lin sighed, "But you can't really refuse my request. The Mo family's family motto: When one side is in trouble, support from all sides. So although we don't know each other's names, I know you It’s the Mo family, and you also know that I’m the Mo family, and that’s enough.”
The three of them were surprised after hearing this. These two co-authors don't even know each other's names. Just because they belong to the Mo family and just because of a family motto, can they have this level of trust?
The Mo family seems to be inconspicuous in the world where this family is rampant, but this family motto sounds a little unusual. It seems to be a way for disadvantaged families to survive, but it seems to have some other meaning in it.
Before the three of them could think about it carefully, Molin's distant cousin spoke at this moment.
"Maureen, I know your name," he said.
"Am I very popular in the Xuanjun Empire now?" Mo Lin said.
"Not as popular as him." The distant cousin looked at Lu Ping.
"Do you recognize him too?" Mo Lin was surprised.
"There's a picture on the bulletin board in town," said the distant cousin.
"Same wanted man, same portrait, why is he more famous?" Mo Lin said. Although he knows that this should be the case, there seems to be no reason for ordinary people to know so many details, right?
"His bounty is much higher than yours." said the distant cousin.
"Okay..." It turns out that the Xuanjun Empire has clearly marked the prices for several people, and their positions are clear at a glance.
"Where are these two?" Mo Lin asked Fang Yizhu and Ling Ziyan.
"No." said the distant cousin.
"So, what are you going to do now?" Molin said, one hand already reaching into his arms.
Mo family motto: If one side is in trouble, support from all sides will be provided. But if a Mo family member refuses to lend a helping hand when a fellow clan member is in trouble, there is another family motto on how to deal with it.
So Maureen is waiting. If this distant cousin refuses, then he will be the one who needs to carry out the family training.
"You are in trouble now, I will help you; if you leave quickly, you will be helping me. You should not refuse." said the distant cousin.
"This logic..." Mo Lin frowned, then looked at Fang Yizhu, "You analyze it for him."
"Oh?" Fang Yizhu was slightly surprised when he was named, but he quickly cleared his throat and said, "This is a question of cause and effect. Everything has its effect only if it has a cause. Here, Mo Lin is in trouble because of it. You Try your best to help him become the effect. Although this effect may lead to a new cause, which means that you will also have difficulties, but the new cause will have a new effect, and then the effect will cause another cause, and the cause will be again. Fruit, wouldn't it be endless if this goes on? So we can't use this logic to deal with this problem. We have to trace the origin, find the original cause, and the effect caused by this cause, that is, you have to do your best to help Molin, And then it ends here. As for the subsequent state of affairs, it needs to establish a new, independent cause and effect. We should not discuss it here, after all, nothing has been established yet. Do you understand what I say, do you know clearly?"
Fang Yizhu's words left everyone stunned. The room was quiet for about five seconds. Mo Lin reached out with his right hand and slapped it with his left palm a few times: "Wonderful. As expected of someone who has been to the top four universities and has outstanding knowledge."
"Funny." Fang Yizhu bowed.
The distant cousin of the Mo family said nothing. After being silent for a long time, he took off his shoes, went to bed, and fell asleep.
