"So what?" Mr. Mo said proudly.
With his previous status and strong cultivation, mortals were like grass and monks with low realms were like ants, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
"Don't worry, the scene of the previous Lingen robbery crime has been arranged and the clues have been cleared up. They can't find you even if they want to, so what are they afraid of?" Mr. Mo comforted him again.
It felt good to hear what he said, and it made sense.
Moreover, I have already created a good impression of face and kindness among others, and coupled with Mr. Mo's strength and knowledge, I must have some backup plans.
Mo Zhixue nodded: "Mr. Xie Mo, I still have to be more careful, but don't worry, I promised to help you recover, and I will definitely keep my promise."
Mr. Mo nodded with great satisfaction. He had indeed seen the right person.
It is not good to be too cautious, but it is often easy to miss opportunities if you are decisive.
But fortunately, she is still young, she is like a piece of jade, waiting to be carved by man, and she can guide the other person in the direction that she wants to benefit.
"Okay, let's go! Go back and fuse the remaining half of the spiritual roots to avoid long nights and nightmares." Old Mo's words woke Mo Zhixue up, and she felt that it made sense.
I have no spiritual roots. I want to possess spiritual roots. I want to seize other people's spiritual roots and make them my own completely, so that there will be no mistakes. I finally looked at it and said: "Okay, Mr. Mo, let's go back first. The main thing is to see what happens tomorrow. I think If they could find the murderer, they would have found him long ago, why wait until now."
"You're right to think so." After speaking, Mr. Mo turned into a wisp of green smoke and entered a jade pendant to transmit his voice.
Then one person and one soul left and disappeared.
Mo Zhixue was not afraid at all. Mo Yuheng was just an unimportant passer-by in her life, a small episode, so there was no need to pay too much attention to it.
Because from the two maids who betrayed Mo Yuheng, they learned that Mo Yuheng had a severe fever before disappearing. For a 5-year-old girl, such a high fever would kill her.
No need for her to risk her own hands and deal with an incompetent person, everyone is happy.
The next day, after three shots of sunshine, Mo Yuheng woke up from his sleep.
He rubbed his eyes and was confused for a while. Mo Supu handed over a wet cloth, took it and covered his face, and he suddenly woke up: "When is it?"
"It's been a long time, it's already been a moment." Mo Supu looked anxious and excited, and looked at Mo Yuheng worriedly.
If he wanted to go in and test his spiritual roots, all his hopes were placed on Mo Yuheng.
Three years have passed, and three opportunities have been lost. This time, we must cooperate well and not miss the opportunity again.
"Oh!" Mo Yuheng was extremely calm and did not panic. It was almost nine o'clock.
Get up and start changing clothes. You are the master, so you must behave like a master.
Those who tested their spiritual roots were mostly children of the Mo family and had nothing to do with the servants.
Wearing patches all over her body and being blocked by misunderstandings, she might miss the opportunity to test her spiritual roots, and she would lie down crying.
"Here, for breakfast, drink the porridge I got from the kitchen while it's hot. It's delicious. Eat it quickly. Don't waste it." Mo Supu urged.
Place the bowl carefully on the flat ground and put the hot buns on it.
It's not easy to get a bowl of gruel when you're hungry. Only special days bring such good luck.
It can be seen that in Mo Susu's heart, porridge is a delicacy and a good thing, and he cherishes food very much.
Mo Yuheng nodded, washed up for a while, and looked up to find Mo Supu staring at her closely, with a nervous look on his face.
And the eye sockets were very dark, like a national treasure black panda with black eyes. Mo Yuheng was startled: "What's wrong with you? You didn't sleep well."
"Well! I'm about to test my spiritual roots, so I'm a little excited." Mo Supu didn't dare to say that he was too nervous, and he didn't close his eyes all night.
God knows that his aunt has cast too great a shadow on him. Even though he is cheerful, he hates his aunt for trying to cut off his future.
Mo Yuheng looked at the dark circles under his eyes and judged based on the color that he hadn't slept all night, so he didn't want to expose them.
"These are the clothes I made for you. Put them on quickly, I'm dressing you up." Mo Yuheng had to save this poor child first. He looked like this, which shows that he was under a lot of pressure and suffering. !
"Okay." Mo Supu nodded and immediately changed into clothes.
Today's 8-year-old boys and girls have not yet developed, their appearance is not much different, and their stature is about the same. This is also his advantage.
After eating, I watched him put on his clothes, came to him, pulled him to sit down, and Mo Yuheng took out the makeup tools, which were very simple.
It's grass roots or thatch...
All the tools are readily available locally, but although they are not that smooth to use, they are better than nothing, as long as you can apply makeup.
The painting was completed quickly, and his appearance is good. The makeup has taken care of the edges and corners, weakening his appearance, and it is very natural to suddenly turn into a lively girl.
If I hadn't known that I was a boy, I would have thought that I was a girl.
"You are so awesome. They don't know me anymore." Mo Supu couldn't help but feel excited.
"Okay, let's go! We're going to test our spiritual roots. Don't waste time. It's already three quarters to noon." Putting down his tools, Mo Yuheng packed up his things and left with a bun.
Mo Supu looked at the tools and things inside and wished he could take them all away.
Mo Yuheng pushed him: "Come on, don't waste time. We'd better go quickly. We don't need these rags. You are the one with spiritual roots. After testing the spiritual roots, what is missing? The family will make up for it."
I can understand Mo Supu's problem of living a life worse than that of his servants these past few years. He was always hungry and cherished his clothes and other daily necessities.
It does not mean that he is a noble cultivator of the Mo family. Using rags will not only not arouse the sympathy of the other party, but also leave a bad impression on the elders of the Mo family. The gain outweighs the loss!
"Okay then!" Mo Zipu reluctantly took Mo Yuheng away, not taking the main road but taking a small road.
Soon we came to a very empty square, where people were coming and going and it was very lively.
Most of them were couples bringing their five or six-year-old children for testing, and they queued up one by one to form a long queue.
Most of them were children wearing coarse linen clothes. They were children of the Mo family who had no spiritual roots and were sent to live in the village. When a child is five years old, he will have a chance to come to Mo Mansion for testing.
There are also a small number of children in rich and colorful clothes who are the masters of Mo Mansion. Many of their parents are immortal cultivators with spiritual roots.
I counted about three hundred children, and more children came one after another.
Mo Yuheng was also about to go in and queue up, but his way was blocked by a hand. His face darkened, and when he looked up, he saw a vicious woman.
"Ouch! Where did you little girls come from? Come on, come on, this is not the place you should be, be careful of getting caught." The vicious woman cursed, pulling Mo Yuheng and trying to push her out to prevent her from lining up. .
