MTL - Immortal Mortal-Chapter 22 Join Hanfu

"Mr. Mo, you are back, girl of the smoke?" Mo Wuji walked to the groceries room where he and the smoker rented a house, and saw the road roller pushing the car back. Lu Hao saw Mo Wuji, but also a look of surprise, it is estimated that she heard that Mo Wuji's brain is better now.

Mo Wuji took a privilege. "Thank you for the care of Lu and I have been taking care of me and the smokers over the years. The smoke was taken away by my family. I will soon leave Rao, and today I am here to want to smoke things." Take it away."

Mo Wuji still saw Lulu for the first time. He looked like he was in his thirties and his skin color was black. The pressure of life will make her face have many traces of time, these traces cover the best years that should belong to her.

Looking at the tiredness of the road, I have only come back until now, I don’t know if it’s because the business paved last night was not good.

"That's good, then it's good. The girl who is a child is too sensible, and needs somebody to take care of it..." Luke stopped his own words subconsciously.

The smoker needs people to take care of it. In fact, the smoker has been taking care of this young master.

"You go in and clean up, the room has been kept for you." After Luke said it, he hurriedly pushed the car away.

Mo Wuji did not enter the chain, only a rope tied to the door of the grocery room, a pile of dust.

I haven’t come for a few months, and it’s already full of dust.

It’s just two nights here, he has only one bed and a nice blanket. The side of the smoker is even more sour, except for a few pieces of neatly worn and worn clothes. This is to say that when the smoke is sleeping at night, there is no blanket.

Mo Wuzhi has some sorrow and grief. The girl who can meet this kind of cigarette can already break through countless wooden fish. After experiencing the plot, he knows how rare this girl is. He carefully took a few pieces of the smoke into the backpack brought by the dust. Under a few clothes, he saw a bun.

This hairy unscrupulous impression has never been used by smokers. Although the hairpins are just ordinary iron products, it should be the most precious jewelry of the smoke.

Mo Wuji wrap up the bun and walked over to the mirror with a few traces. This is the only cosmetics of the smoke. Perhaps this mirror is used by the smoker to dress up his king every day.

With a sigh, Mo Wuji took this mirror into the backpack.

I watched this little grocery room again, and Mo Wuji went out.

"Mu Shaoye, the smoke is not there, or you come to me to have some food." Mo Wuji came out and saw the roller with the apron.

Mo Wuji once again took a trip to the road and took out a cloth bag and handed it to Lulu. "Road, I am leaving Raozhou. The things in this cloth bag are for me and the smoker gave it to Lulu. I don't want to go to the stalls in the evening. If it is OK, please ask the roller to save the groceries between me and the smokers. I am gone, and the rollers are taken care of."

After that, Mo Wuji did not stay any more, turned and left quickly. Lucie had no earth-shattering protection for him and the smokers, but provided the habitat, and the half-bowl of rice, a few meters. For Mo Wuji and the smoker, it is the greatest kindness.

One hundred gold coins are enough for an ordinary family to live a life of ordinary life. Too many of them are afraid to bring anxiety to Lu Ling.

Until Mo Wuji disappeared, Lulu remembered the bag in her hand. She opened the bag, and the golden light almost made her scream. Then she understood what was going on, and the smoker and the young master of Mojia met the noble. She rushed back in an emergency and still couldn’t stop her heart.

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An hour later, Mo Wuji stopped before a house.

The two huge ancient characters of 'Han Fu' tell Mo Wuji, here is the place where he has to live in recent months, the old county public cold and the house.

Mo Wuji roughly estimated it, this Hanfu covers at least 10,000 square meters.

In this bustling city of Raozhou, how big is this huge house? I don't know how big his family was in the county of Beiqin, but he didn't even have the impression of Beiqin.

"Hey, what kid is doing in front of the county government? Let's get some." Mo Wuji still lamented, the guards in front of the county government had already called him very unhappy.

Mo Wuji quickly stepped forward and said, "Two brothers, my name is Mo Wuji..."

"You are Mo Wuji? Yesterday, the old county official personally accepted the one you entered the government?" The guard who was yelling at Mo Wu directly interrupted Mo Wuji and shouted.

Then he said to himself, "Is there anything special?"

Mo Wuhe smiled, "It is me."

The guard's gossip seems to suddenly burn up, and carefully asked Mo Wuji to ask, "I heard that you are still a refining pharmacist, yes, why are you giving up the position of the king, come to Hanfu? What about a domestic servant?"

Mo Wuji immediately hugged a fist in the cold house, and said in a positive color, "Brother, it is not appropriate for you to ask this question. My admiration for the cold old county is like a river in the river, a district. The position of the king, can you compare yourself to the family in Hanfu? In other words, if you let the brother choose between the Hanfu guard and the county king, which one would you choose?"

"Ah..." The guard suddenly stopped talking. It is not obvious that you have to choose to be a county king. But how can he say this? If this is said, once it is passed out, does it mean that he has no sense of belonging to Hanfu?

"Hey, I am also an endless singer of the old county, naturally I want to choose the Hanfu guard." The guardian said with a smile.

Mo Wuji took a picture of the guard's shoulder. "This is not the case. If you have such a simple question, do you have an answer and ask me? You deliberately let me go."

"No, no." The guard said quickly.

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Guarding the squeaking of the chest, "Mo brother, wrapped in me, you are my friend of Dingbu II, you come with me."

After he said that he had a greet with another guard, he took the initiative to take Mo Wujin to report. Mo Wuji, although not martial, was compiled in the Hanfu Nursing Home and became a guardian.

Ding Buji, Mo Wuji listened to this name, I don’t know what happened, I remembered Ding Busan and Ding Bu Si. This guy looks a bit cumbersome, but his eyes are very god-like, and his words also reveal his sincerity, which makes Mo Wuji have a great affection for Ding Buji.

Ding Buji seems to explain to everyone that Mo Wuji is covered by him, with Mo Wuji turning around in a circle and introducing it to everyone.

However, Mo Wuji is seen, and Ding Buji’s status is not high. These servants and guards, few of them took Dingbu II seriously, but no one stood up and gave him ugly. It was his nursing home, and few of them greeted him. Even the chief nursing home did not see him.

In any case, Hanfu’s family treatment is still pretty good. The family who came in with Mo Wuji also had a separate residence.

"Bu 2, Han Laojun publicly said that after three months, the Empire's Yuexianmen Conference, some of us in Hanfu have to participate?" After a round, they all lived, and Mo Wuji has not seen it to take him. He was a little anxious to the people of the Empire Yuemeng Assembly.

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