He Qiang, who always thought the child was a girl, then realized that the girl was actually a boy.

However, the attitude of the father and son erecting the Monument of Eternal Life came up and still shocked Wang Shuyue and the others.

Wang Shuyue waved her hand quickly, "It's just a matter of raising hands, don't be so polite, as long as the child is fine."

He Qiang echoed, "Yes, yes, don't be so polite."

Seeing that the two were so humble, Mo Cheng secretly praised them in his heart, and asked his son to kneel down and kowtow to his benefactor to thank him.

The child who looked only seven or eight years old was more mature than a teenager. He obediently followed his father's words and knelt in front of Wang Shuyue.

The crisp knees frightened Wang Shuyue and hurried forward to pick up the person, "Get up quickly, don't kneel!"

"Ah?" The baby obviously had never met such a person. He looked at his father at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Mo Cheng also frowned. The two benefactors in front of him were dressed strangely, but they were so strange.

However, seeing that the embarrassment on Wang Shuyue's face was about to overflow, Mo Cheng took over his son and stopped forcing him.

"It's getting late, and monsters are rampant in the forest. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. The humble house is at the foot of the mountain. If the two benefactors don't dislike me, please follow me to the house to have a glass of water?" Mo Cheng sincerely invited.

Although he only met and said a few words, he could see that these two benefactors were pure in their hearts and were not as good as those who were entrusted to repay their kindness.

Wang Shuyue glanced at her uncle, He Qiang took the sentence, reacted very quickly, and replied with his fists:

"We just happened to be thirsty, so we would be shameless and go to the fellow villager's house to ask for a glass of water."

"Membersman?" Mo Cheng asked curiously: "I heard from the accents of the two benefactors, it seems that they are not local, so why are they fellow villagers?"

Although he was puzzled, Mo Cheng was still very happy that his benefactor agreed to go home and led the way enthusiastically.

He Qiang's embarrassing explanation was just a pronoun. Mo Cheng said a while ago or not. He knew that he had understood the wrong one, and he was embarrassed to ask again.

Wang Shuyue took away the body of the ferocious deer, and the Mo family father and son just looked at her, without any surprise in their eyes, only envy.

It looks like I know there are storage bags.

Combined with the words of monsters, fairies, and the faint spiritual power fluctuations in the father and son, it can basically be concluded that this is a world where immortals can be cultivated.

He Qiang looked back at Wang Shuyue, and the two exchanged their eyes, and a tacit understanding arose. They sang and asked about the situation of the world with Mo Cheng and his son.

Coincidentally, the languages ​​on both sides are almost the same, with only some differences in tone.

The baby was very curious about Wang Shuyue, an outsider. He looked at the guns and knives in her hand, and then glanced at the black combat uniform on her body, as if he had a lot to ask.

But when facing strangers, I can't help being shy and always feel embarrassed to speak up.

Wang Shuyue asked him, and he said, and soon the little guy told Wang Shuyue all the things he knew.

With the information collected by He Qiang, Wang Shuyue was basically in her mind.

This is indeed a world where one can cultivate immortality.

Mo Cheng said that the world is divided into nine provinces. The current forest is called Cangshan, located in Qingzhou.

The word state is equivalent to a provincial unit on the Blue Star, but due to the different unit area measured, I don’t know how big a state is.

Below the prefecture, there are prefectures, counties, towns, villages and other units. There is a small village called Tao Village at the foot of Cangshan Mountain. The number of people is less than fifty households. The Mo family and his son live in this village.

From the conversation, I learned that the Mo family and son had never left Qingzhou. The farthest place Mo Cheng had been to was Taihe Prefecture in Qingzhou.

The mother of the child died of dysfunction when she gave birth to him. The father and son depended on each other over the years. This time Mo Cheng went into the mountain just to kill a few monsters and sell them into the city to earn tuition for the child so that the child could go to the village school.

However, his cultivation level was still low after all. Not only did he fail to fight monsters, he almost injured his child.

Speaking of this, Mo Cheng expressed his strong gratitude to Wang Shuyue and He Qiang.

He Qiang waved his hand and said, "This is fate. Children can meet us and we can meet you. This is God's will."

After all, he was a big deal on the construction site, and he had contacted all kinds of people and deceived people one by one.

"Brother Mo, as you say, there are special primary schools in your village?" He Qiang asked curiously.

Mo Cheng didn't understand what elementary school is not, but he also knew what He Qiang meant, so he nodded.

"It is a private school built by the Jia family, a wealthy family in the village. However, it also recruits children from the village, and children from other villages are sent here."

"Private school?" This is another word that hasn't been heard of for many years. He Qiang thought it was strange, but he couldn't think of any strange thing for a while.

Until I saw a bumpy yellow earth road appearing on the road leading to the village, my aunt and nephew who had not walked such a path for more than ten years looked at each other and my heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Walking along the dusty yellow mud road and passing another wooden bridge that looked very backward, Taocun was exposed to the two of them.

The earthen houses made of yellow soil are arranged layer by layer on the modified flat ground according to the mountain. They are surrounded by bamboo strips, wooden boards and vines to create a large piece of open space.

In the open space, dig up ditches, or plant some side dishes, or plant some melons and fruits.

It was midsummer, and some yards had sheds, and under the sheds were hung with unknown fruits with bunches of fruits, which had a very relaxing smell of a farmhouse.

However, the smell of livestock feces floating from afar instantly brought people back to reality.

There are rivers and trees at the entrance of the village. It is the 100th evening when I am idle. The elderly and children either sit under the trees to enjoy the cool air or play in the shallow river. The adults are staring at each other and scolding each other when they see some playful kids. It is very lively.

However, the clothes on people are impressive.

Most men are shirtless and only cover their waists with a coarse cloth that is so gray that it covers their shame. Women are rare. Smoke comes out of the chimney of the house. I think they are cooking and have no time to come out to cool off.

The elderly don’t wear much, even more so for children. The girls even have two clothes with patches and are wearing straw sandals on their feet.

The boys are barefoot all over, mostly barefoot.

The Mo family and his son were also naked, but they had two clothes to wear for their children. It can be seen that the living conditions of the Mo family were considered in the entire village.

The entire village looks like there is no trace of modern industrial civilization.

Anyway, after looking around, Wang Shuyue’s impression of Taocun was only one word - poverty!

Mo Cheng led two outsiders into the village, causing a lot of sensation in the closed mountain village.

The passerby asked about the two of them, and Mo Cheng only said that he was the benefactor who saved his son.
Chapter completed!