Mrs. Zhao patted her palms lightly, and the wall in front of Zheng Gan pulled open to both sides. There was a cross bar on the roof that stretched from the other side of the wall into the secret room.

There were a few squeaks and a man slid down the crossbar to the secret room.

This is like Zheng Gan, with a cold duck and a duck in water, and a four-horse horse hangs upside down. The striking bald head hangs deeply. He meets Zheng Gan.

The visitor raised his head, and Zheng Gan looked at her.

"Yi Hong, wife." Zheng Gan was immediately shocked when he saw this person and couldn't help but scream.

"Brother Zheng, save me." Yi Hong's eyes were filled with tears. When she saw Zheng Gan's situation, she finally couldn't help it, and big tears fell.

"Wife, don't cry, why are you here too?"

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Mo Xiaofan said goodbye to Zheng Gan, and Yi Hong accompanied her to her hometown, Mojin Village, where she had been away for a long time.

Mojin Village is no different from other villages on the Shuangyue Continent. They are small places where humans live. The only difference is that after protecting their sect, Duanhun Valley, changed to the head of the Pingtian Great Sage, good luck came to them, the mortals who were powerless. The gods and men in Duanhun Valley did not treat them like the gods before, but instead paid less taxes to them. When encountering a famine, the gods and men would go down the mountain to show their power, help them pray for rain and wind, and overcome difficulties. Therefore, under the rule and jurisdiction of Duanhun Valley, the people in Mojin Village have lived a good life these years.

Like other villages under the jurisdiction of Duanhun Valley, the Great Sage of Pingtian counted all the achievements on Zheng Gan. Every time he did something that was beneficial to mortals, Pingtian sent someone to vigorously preach to the villagers. These kindnesses were brought to them by the great god Zheng Gan. The villagers did not know who Zheng Gan was. Since the kindness master Duanhun Valley made him worship this great god who had never met, then just worship it devoutly.

As soon as Mo Xiaofan and Yi Hong entered the village, they felt the villagers' admiration and belief in Zheng Gan. Every family has portraits, and temples are built in the village. The temple is solemn. The villagers' food, clothing, housing and transportation are all eager to keep Zheng Gan's name on their mouths. They even vowed to be in the name of Zheng Gan.

Yi Hong was very funny when she heard this and laughed secretly. This Pingtian Great Sage did something like a real thing. Yi Hong didn't know that the reason why the Pingtian Great Sage spared no effort to do things for Zheng Gan was because Zheng Gan had a bloody oath with her, and the Pingtian Great Sage knew Zheng Gan's identity as a genius of heaven. He wanted to find his lover who had been missing in the heaven court for many years through Zheng Gan's help. Ask him why he was so cruel to abandon himself back then. Only by untiing this knot can the cultivation of Pingtian Great Sage go thousands of miles and be unobstructed, otherwise this knot will become a demonic obstacle on the cultivation path of Pingtian Great Sage. At the critical moment of passing the tribulation, it dragged her back.

The immortals and men from the Soul-Breaking Valley of Mojin Village came and rarely came outsiders. As soon as Mo Xiaofan and Yi Hong entered the village, their brilliance looked like beautiful angels descending to earth. The villagers bit their fingers and stick their tongues, and they were ashamed of themselves and hid far away, so they didn't dare to come forward. It was not until Mo Xiaofan called someone, calling this uncle and that was Aunt Wang that people recognized it. It turned out that the fairy came from the village was Mo Xiaofan, who was kidnapped by monsters and had no idea of ​​life and death.

The villagers slowly approached and asked questions. After asking many questions, Mo Xiaofan was overwhelmed. However, she was not impatient and answered the questions from the villagers one by one. However, Mo Xiaofan avoided some things because some things cannot be said casually.

After a while, the villagers learned that Mo Xiaofan was going home to worship. Someone pointed out the burial place of her brother Modacheng and told her how Modacheng died. Mo Xiaofan had already learned the truth from Zheng Gan's mouth. The villagers' narrative added fuel to the fire and increased their imaginations. The main process was exactly the same as what Zheng Gan said.

Before coming, Mo Xiaofan brought some rice dumplings made from rice balls with Zheng Gan's permission from the space. A small amount of fairy rice was mixed into it and distributed to the villagers as a gift, which was a thank you to the villagers for helping to bury and take care of the graves of their parents and brothers. At the beginning, the villagers were shocked when they saw Mo Xiaofan's gift. What was the rice ball alone? But when they opened the leaves outside, the fragrance of fairy rice suddenly intoxicated them. There was such a fragrant rice in the world. Many people's mouthwaters flowed down uncontrollably. There was even more anxious, and they ate it in a few bites.

Why not use fairy rice to make it all? This is not Zheng Gan's stingyness, blocking Mo Xiaofan and not allowing her to use fairy rice to make it all. Dizang told Zheng Gan that Xian rice is just food in the spiritual world. Ordinary mortals can achieve the function of strengthening their bodies by eating one grain. If they eat a big rice ball, they will be reborn and even immortal. Although there is nothing wrong with doing this on the surface, the three realms and six realms of reincarnation have their own operating rules. These ordinary villagers become mortals because of their karma, but do not have the merit of becoming immortal bodies and immortality. If they force their bodies to be replaced, destroying the rules of the operation of the heavenly way will be bad for Zheng Gan and Mo Xiaofan. Therefore, the rice dumplings made by Mo Xiaofan are mixed with a small amount of fairy rice instead of using fairy rice.

After the rice dumplings were eaten, the villagers felt that their bodies were like machines that had been wiped out, and they were full of vitality again.

A few shouts came from the house, and then several white-haired old men ran out, waving the crutches in their hands while running.

"I'm fine, I can leave now. Xiaofan is really a fairy."

These people came to Xiaofan and knelt down and kowtowed, but Xiaofan turned sideways and refused to accept it.

"Groupe, thank you, I will come back if I have time." Mo Xiaofan said goodbye in the eager eyes of the villagers. Her rice dumplings have completely established her image as a fairy in the hearts of the villagers. Not only can the cripple run and jump, even if the person who is about to die of anger, he barely ate Mo Xiaofan's rice dumplings, and they all jumped around like nothing. Mo Xiaofan and Yi Hong often ate fairy rice and couldn't find anything. Today I realized the power of fairy rice. Thanks to Dizang's reminder, otherwise it would have to cause a big mess.

Mo Xiaofan and Yi Hong finally got rid of the villagers. After the sacrifice, they returned to Qiongqi Town.

When I arrived at the agreed location, I didn’t see Gan and Dali.

Zheng Gan was not here, Yi Hong and Mo Xiaofan could not enter the space, so they came to the Qiongqi statue like Zheng Gan to study this strange statue.

It was the first time Mo Xiaofan saw this statue. She walked around curiously.

"Sister Yi Hong, except for being bigger, there is no difference. There is no mechanism on it?" Yi Hong climbed onto the statue head mischievously and patted Qiongqi's huge head. This was the first time she saw Qiongqi statue and felt it was very fresh. Yi Hong knew that Mo Xiaofan's practice improved very quickly, and did not stop her actions. She just made fun of her as big as a girl, and she was like a child, and she was not afraid of people laughing at her when she climbed up and down.

Mo Xiaofan cut, "There is no one here, let alone people, not to mention a ghost, who would laugh at me, except for my sister to laugh at me."

Since Mo Xiaofan restored his immortal book, it is rare to see her as happy as she is today. Yi Hong no longer cared about her and looked for her where Zheng Gan might have been to see if Zheng Gan left any marks.

Yi Hong sat on the shoulder of the statue, hugged her knees with her hands, looked up at the full moon in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

After the immortal book was restored, the memories of the past were more and more recalled by Mo Xiaofan. In addition to her relationship with Yao Ji, she remembered a very important person. This person appeared in her life and was no less important than Sister Yao Ji. But because she was covered in dust for too long, no matter how hard she tried, this person was always in the fog in her mind, and could not see clearly.

Yi Hong didn't know where he went? Thinking of the love between Sister Yi Hong and Brother Zheng, and their usual sensation of food. Mo Xiaofan's mouth was slightly raised. They were really a pair of fairy companions, and they were so enviable.

Suddenly, a thought passed by her mind like a flash of lightning. She suddenly remembered who this person was?

This person used to be the hero in her mind, a person who gave her solemn promises and would give her eternal happiness. She grabbed this flash of thought in her mind, for fear of slipping away accidentally. She tried hard to recall.

This mysterious person, his image, who had been refusing to appear, gradually became clear in Mo Xiaofan's mind.

He had dark skin, burly figure, and a big bearded man on his face. He often used his big beard to thorn her pink little face, making her giggle.

His name sounded like a thunder in Xiaofan's heart.

A wild god in the mortal world is powerful and powerful.

(End of this chapter)
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