It was another morning. Mo He sat cross-legged under two green plum trees in Qingmei Temple and started his new morning class again. Since he learned about Taoist Qingmei’s experience, Mo He has become more determined to persevere in his morning class every day.

After completing the early practice, Taoist Qingmei's door opened and walked out of the room. However, today, Taoist Qingmei did not teach Mo He, but looked at Mo He and said, "In the past few days, you will take your parents and two little guys over and stay in Qingmei Temple for a few days!"

After saying such a mindless sentence, Master Qingmei didn't explain anything. He felt that with Mo He's mind, he should be able to understand what he expressed.

Looking at Taoist Qingmei's back as she left, Mo He couldn't help but feel shocked.

"What Wen Siming asked the master to do is probably in these few days, and this matter is very dangerous and may affect ordinary people. That's why the master reminded me to bring my parents and two little guys up the mountain!" As the thought was in his mind, Mo He turned around and walked down the mountain without any hesitation.

Since Taoist Qingmei has already said this, I don’t need to hesitate. I just need to do what Taoist Qingmei said. Anyway, the master is for his own good and will never harm myself and my family.

Taoist Qingmei watched Mo He go down the mountain, with a smile in his eyes. Mo He didn't question what he said, or even asked him a little more, and immediately turned around and went down the mountain. This small detail made him feel relieved.

When he returned to Xiahegou Village, Mo He met his parents at home. Soon after, he took his parents and two little guys, packed his luggage and headed towards Wangyue Mountain.

Mo He said that the reason for his parents to go up the mountain was very simple. He directly said that Taoist Qingmei had something to call him, and at the same time he also thought about the two little guys. His parents immediately packed up their things and prepared to leave with Mo He.

When passing by the two little guys' school, Mo He went to ask for leave from the school's teacher. He is now a little famous in the countryside. The sign of Taoist Master Mo He is quite useful, so the teacher is naturally very polite to check the leave.

After arriving at Qingmei Temple, Mo He immediately took his parents and two little guys to meet Taoist Master Qingmei. As soon as the two little guys saw Taoist Master Qingmei, they immediately rushed over excitedly and shouted, "Tao Master Grandpa!"

Taoist Qingmei happily hugged the two little guys in his arms. He might have not seen these two little guys for a long time, but he still missed these two little guys. As soon as the two little guys spoke, Taoist Qingmei immediately amused.

"Grandpa Taoist, I will accompany you on the mountain in the future. I don't want to go to school anymore. That gentleman is so fierce!"

Mo He, who was standing beside him, also smiled. It turned out that these two little guys had not given up struggling for a while, hoping that Taoist Qingmei would speak so that they would not have to go to school.

Looking at the two pitiful little guys, Taoist Qingmei had a loving smile on her face, and then she refused.

"This is not OK. Let you play in Qingmei Mountain for a few days, and then go back and study hard, and listen to your teacher."

When he saw his last backer, he stopped helping him, and the two little guys suddenly became a little listless and became listless. Mo Liu still angrily grabbed Taoist Qingmei's beard, his face full of displeasure.

It was almost afternoon, Mo He was playing in the Qingmei Temple with two little guys. Next to him were his parents and Taoist Master Qingmei. The family looked happy. At this moment, Mo He and Taoist Master Qingmei suddenly raised their heads at the same time and looked outside the Qingmei Temple.

I saw a very small and exquisite paper crane flying in quickly from outside Qingmei Temple and stopped in front of Taoist Qingmei.

Taoist Qingmei reached out and grabbed the paper crane in front of her, and saw that the paper crane disintegrated instantly and turned into a piece of letter paper. Taoist Qingmei looked down at the contents of the letter, then stood up, and said to Mo He and the others: "Mr. County Master has something to invite me. I'll go out for a while, and my disciple will be very good at guarding the house!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Qingmei nodded to Mo He's parents, then touched the paper crane just now, came to him, looked at the heads of his two little guys, smiled gently, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

Mo He looked at Taoist Qingmei who was walking down the mountain step by step, and felt a little uneasy, and even a little doubtful in his heart whether Taoist Qingmei could come back if he went down the mountain this time.

"He'er, Taoist priest is still going down the mountain so late, there will be nothing wrong, why don't you go with him and take a look!" Mo Dashan looked at Taoist Qingmei's back, hesitated for a moment, and turned to Mo He beside him and spoke.

"The master was invited by the county magistrate. There will be nothing wrong. Parents, don't worry, take good care of your younger brothers and sisters first. If the master doesn't come back tonight, it will not be too late for me to go down the mountain to see you!" Mo He smiled at Mo Dashan beside him and said.

"Brother, brother, we also want that flying paper crane!" At this time, two little guys happened to run to Mo He, grabbed Mo He's trousers and kept shaking them. They were very envious of the paper crane in Taoist Qingmei's hand just now, so Mo He squatted down and continued to play with the two little guys.

Mo Dashan sighed in his heart and did not speak again.

He is an honest farmer, honest and has little knowledge, but this does not mean that others are stupid. Mo He suddenly went home and brought them to Wangyue Mountain. He originally thought that Taoist Qingmei had something to call him, but after he got here, he found that this was not the case. Now Taoist Qingmei suddenly went down the mountain again, and Mo Dashan could also feel that there were some problems.

He also knew that there were some things he shouldn't ask for, so although he was a little uneasy, he still didn't speak in the end.

Of course, the most important point is that Mo Dashan believes that no matter whether it is Mo He or Taoist Master Qingmei, they will never harm their family.

Shortly after Taoist Qingmei went down the mountain, night began to fall, and Mo He arranged for his family to stay in Qingmei Temple.

Originally, there were only two people in Qingmei Temple, who were the only ones, including the Zundao Hall, the kitchen, the guest room, etc., and there were no empty rooms in the Qingmei Temple. Now that Mo He and his family moved in, Mo He immediately found that his Qingmei Temple was still a bit too small.

The night on Wangyue Mountain is very quiet. The two little guys were a little tired during the day, so they went to bed early, and Mo He's parents also took a break early.

In his room, Mo He waited until his parents and the two little guys next door breathed evenly, and confirmed that they had really fallen asleep, Mo He quietly got up, then opened the door and headed towards the foot of Wangyue Mountain.

He knew that Taoist Qingmei didn't want to get involved in these things by himself, but Mo He was still worried, so he was still ready to go down the mountain to take a look.

At this time, in a valley in Zi'an County, the county's Zunwen Siming, Qingmei Taoist Priest, the new chief officer and military officer of Zi'an County, as well as most of the garrison troops in Zi'an County, are now gathered here.

"Everyone, His Highness the Sixth Prince has sent a message three days ago. The great thing that benefits the people of Qiongzhou is tonight. I hope you will work hard to accomplish this important thing. For the sake of the people of Qiongzhou, you will not let down our nine-foot man!" Wen Siming glanced at everyone around him and spoke loudly.

"Don't worry, sir, we will do our best to live up to the entrustedness of His Highness the Sixth Prince!" Zi'an County's new military officials and the chief officials said in unison, and the garrison troops they brought immediately answered in unison.

"Master Qingmei, tonight, it's all up to the Taoist priest in my Zi'an County!" Seeing that the morale was available, Wen Siming nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around and said to Taoist Qingmei next to him.

"Don't worry, Lord County Master, I have been surveying Zi'an County for several days. Everything is clear and I will definitely not bear the trust!" Master Qingmei also said loudly, with the expression on his face very serious. Whether he can definitely obtain a god position depends on tonight.

"So good?" Wen Siming nodded slightly, suddenly turned around and looked out of the valley. His voice became a little reminiscent.

"Thinking about more than 13,000 years ago, this land of Qiongzhou was not called Qiongzhou at that time. It was originally named Qunzhou. This land became devastated due to the Warring States Rebellion, the land was barren, and the people were living in poverty. Until more than 13,000 years ago, the Second Dynasty finally ushered in a wise king, appointing virtuous people, paying attention to people's livelihood, and sending hundreds of famous scholars to this Qunzhou land, sorting out the veins and resetting people's livelihood. Finally, I found a treasure from Taiyi Sword Sect, which turned this Qunzhou land into the current Qiongzhou. This move has immeasurable merits and blessings last forever. It is really admirable!"

As soon as Wen Siming finished speaking, he saw a sound coming from afar outside the valley.

"Since you know why Qiongzhou has today, you shouldn't do this today. Since the Second Dynasty has changed its dynasty, then some things are the time to return to the original owner!"

"It's true!" Wen Siming said in his heart as he heard the sound coming into the valley, and then continued silently.

"This thing is related to the people of Qiongzhou. Even if his real original owner comes, the dynasty will not let you take it away. Even if this was your thing, I can only offend this for this Qiongzhou."

"No matter how righteous you speak, it is just a robbery after all." The voice sounded again, but this time, the voice had become very clear, as if the other party had reached outside the valley.

Wen Siming said nothing anymore. No matter how bad the matter is, no one of the parties will take a step back. The position of both parties has decided that there may be a reconciliation. The final solution to the problem is just a fight, depending on who has the better means.

As for what is right or wrong, who will really care about these things, and who can really explain them clearly?
Chapter completed!