Green Plum Fairy Road

Mo He looked at the Taoist who came on horseback, his eyes flashed slightly. This was the first person he saw wearing a Taoist robe after he came into this world, and he was also a person riding a horse.

In the ancient times before crossing China, most of the families who could afford horses were princes and nobles, and at least they had a well-earned family. Mo He felt that the world he is in now should not be very different, at least he is now. In Xiahegou Village, there is no horse in the whole village.

The Taoist priest in front of him was dressed luxuriously and came on horseback. He looked like an immortal spirit, and his appearance was considered to be in line with the image of a master of Taoism.

Regarding the theory of ghosts and gods, Mo He, who came through it, did not believe it very much. Even if he had the case of his own rebirth, Mo He felt that it could be explained in a scientific way, but the theory involved was not clear.

Although I don’t believe in ghosts and gods, Mohe still has a good impression of the ancient Taoist priests. The ancient Taoists pursued becoming immortals, so they often took medicine and health preservation. Many Taoist priests knew how to maintain health and medicine, at least Being able to read and hyphenate, Mo He is worrying about where to go to study, but this one in front of him may be a way out.

Seeing strangers come to the village, and a large group of young children around Mohe all cast their curious eyes on the Taoist priest, especially looking at the horse that the Taoist is riding, feeling very novel and a little scared.

Soon, the Taoist priest at the entrance of the village turned over and dismounted, and was greeted by the village chief Zhang Yuanwang and others, and walked towards the village. When passing by their group of young children, a group of children automatically turned aside and looked at that timidly. Taoist priest, and the horse following him.

Mo He and the group of children stood aside. When the Taoist priest passed by him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable tension, and felt a slight depression in his heart.

There seems to be an aura on this Taoist priest, just like those people who have been in high positions in the previous life will naturally develop a sense of deterrence, but in comparison, the oppressive feeling on the Taoist priest is Mo He is the strongest of all the people he has ever touched.

When the village chief led a few people by Mo He and others, the Taoist priest glanced at Mo He and the other children. When the gaze passed over Mo He’s face, his gaze suddenly paused slightly, staring. Mo He watched for a second, then retracted his gaze, and continued to turn his head and walk forward.

In just a short second, Mo He felt a chill on his body, as if there was a cold wind blowing in an instant.

And then, when the horse that the Taoist was riding passed in front of Mo He, Mo He's eyes fell on that horse, and an unbelievable color immediately appeared on his face.

"This, this is not a batch of real horses!" The slightly stiff pace and the circles of wood grain all told Mo He that the horse in front of him was not a real horse. , But a wooden horse similar in size to a real horse.

A wooden horse that can walk, is not slow, and can be ridden by people. Such a thing instantly changed Mo He's perception of the world.

Mo He stared at the wooden horse slowly going away. He was sure that he had not mistaken it. It was a wooden horse that could walk on its own.

And through this wooden horse, and then thinking of the Taoist riding the wooden horse, Mo He had an urgent urge to understand the world in his heart, and a fiery enthusiasm rose in his heart. This world similar to the ancient past is far from himself. As simple as imagined.

Pretending to be something in his mind caused Mo He to be a little absent-minded in the following days. Fortunately, there were a group of juvenile children playing around, and everyone didn't pay much attention to Mo He's strangeness.

After a while, even though Mo He was still hot in his heart, he had completely calmed down.

"That is the magic in the legend,

In Mo He's heart, he hoped that this was the legendary spell or other supernatural power, because if so, it meant that the world would be extremely exciting.

Thinking back to his previous life, at the last juncture of his life, when lying on the hospital bed, facing the approach of death step by step, the helplessness of struggling, Mo He didn't want to experience that feeling anymore.

In the afternoon, Mo He returned home and walked into the yard. He saw a tall man wearing a patched linen shirt sitting in the yard with a full face and beard, making him look like Not fierce, but rather honest and honest, this is his father Mo Dashan in this life.

His mother was also sitting next to his father, while it was still dark, holding a needle and thread in her hand, doing some sewing work.

"...The Taoist chief is staying at the village chief's house tonight. I have already visited the third uncle's house. I have confirmed that he is dying of his life. He is over 80 years old. It seems that there is hope.

When Mo He came in, he heard his father talking to his mother, but when the two saw Mo He came in, they were talking about it.

"It turns out that the third master is dead, no wonder!" Although Mo He only heard such a sentence when he came in, he still got some information.

San Ye is the oldest elder of Mo in Xiahegou Village. He is said to be 70 or 80 years old. Under such an environment in Xiahegou Village, every adult man faces hard work. An ordinary person can live to seven. Eighty years old, really can be called a longevity.

"San Ye is dead. It is reasonable to invite a Taoist priest to do a ritual. But just now, my father said there is hope, but I don’t know what is hope?" Mo He thought in his heart, and then came to Mo Dashan. He thought about it in his heart and said.

"Father, I saw an unknown grandfather today, holding a big cow without long horns, it's so scary!" When he said this, Mo He was a little disgusted by himself, but If you want to get some news from Mo Dashan, you can only do this, who made him a five-year-old kid now.

When Mo Dashan heard his son's childlike words, he laughed happily, then stroked Mo He's head with his rough big hand, and said with a smile.

"Haha, silly son, that's not a cow, that's a horse, and it runs faster than a cow!"

But when these words were said, Mo Dashan suddenly seemed to have thought of something. The smile on his face narrowed, and then he glanced at the direction of the village chief’s house. He suddenly turned and said, “But horses are much more fierce than cows. If you get close to the horse, the horse will kick you, and then eat children exclusively. You must not come close!"

Hearing these words, Mo He suddenly felt a bit of chills in his heart. This was obviously to scare the child, but who made him a child now.

"Then, does that old grandfather who don't know eat children too?" Despising himself in his heart, Mo He still pretended to be tender, and continued to ask Mo Dashan.

But when he heard his son's words, Mo Dashan shook his head this time, his face became a little serious and said to Mo He: "That Daoist is a noble man, you must not say that outside. If you are a Dao Chief, you must stay far away, not close to the Dao Chief."

"What is Dao Chief, why can't I get close to him?" Mo He had completely broken the jar, and continued to pretend to ask Mo Dashan what he wanted to know.

Hearing his son's question, Mo Dashan patted his forehead and continued to say to Mo He: "Dao Master, that's the grandfather you don't know, remember what you said, next time you see that grandfather , Be sure to stay far away."

"But, why, is that Dao elder grandfather terrible?" Mo He continued to play his acting skills, wanting to learn more from his father.

However, some honest and honest Mo Dashan scratched his head at this time. He didn't know how to continue explaining to his son, and immediately looked at his wife who was aside.

When Mo He’s mother saw this, she straightened her face and said to Mo He, “The Taoist grandfather doesn’t like disobedient children. If you don’t listen to your father, he will let the ghost come out to find him at night. you."

Mo He sighed in his heart and looked at the appearance of his parents. Even if he continued to pretend to be tender now, he probably couldn't ask any more news, so he pretended to be a little scared and ended the questioning.

It was getting dark soon, and an oil lamp was lit in Mo He's home. The light was very dim, and it went out soon, and the family fell asleep early.

Working at sunrise, resting at sunset, this kind of life, five years after Mo He came into this world, he has completely adapted to it, but tonight, Mo He turned over and over again and couldn't sleep.

After he came into this world, although he was lucky enough to be reborn, he suddenly came to an unfamiliar environment, and he experienced a death, plus becoming a child, for a while, it also made Mo He feel somewhat confused.

It is of course impossible for him to be willing to be ordinary, but if he wants to do something, his age is a bit too young, his starting point is a bit too low, and even in this world there is no opportunity for education.

If this is a step-by-step development, it is estimated that the group will have to wait until they are ten years old, and gradually become sensible in the eyes of the adults around them, and have the opportunity to get in touch with the outside world. Only then can they find opportunities to learn the words of this world and truly understand this. world.

Then either become an official or engage in business, and finally get ahead and slowly make a career in this world, at least leaving a trace of what you have been here.

But now, Mo He's thoughts have changed a little. He saw the truly magical tip of the iceberg in this world, and his heart was filled with infinite yearning.He couldn't wait to learn about the world, and wondered if he could really practice and if there were really those magical spells.

"If everything is really as I thought, then this world is really great!" In the dark night, Mo He opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him, and his heart was hot, so that he could not produce the slightest drowsiness.