After the three policemen left, the night had already fallen. Don't ask me why. I felt strange for a while. I sat in a chair beside me and thought.

"Dr. Mo, you've been working hard. Why don't you have a rest first? Let's take care of Wan'er. It's more than six o'clock now. I'll ask Uncle Tang to take you to have something to eat. Let's not all follow suit." Zeng Rou seems to realize that she can't neglect the guests, so she goes forward to persuade Mo Wen and Sima Yaqin to have something to eat and have a rest.

"Yes, Dr. Mo, you see I'm a fool. It's time for dinner. You're working so hard. I'll arrange it right away. I'll invite you to a restaurant!" For Tang Jun, eating out is already a big meal. It's a small shop on the street. For such a family, it's luxurious and extravagant. Don't ask today. Tang Jun naturally can't be stingy. He's also very generous.

"Ha ha!" Mo Wen smiles, stands up and says with a smile: "Uncle Tang, I can't make do with eating. I don't have hedgehog meat at home. Since Wan'er can't eat, such a good thing can't be wasted. More rice is enough..."

"Well!" Sima Yaqin is not a child of a rich family, so he is not delicate. As soon as he heard what Mo Wen said, he quickly said, "I went to cook. Uncle Tang worked hard today!"

"Good!" Don't ask, laugh and shout.

"No, no, no!" Tang Jun didn't wait for Mo to say the words behind, so he took the lead and said, "you are our guests. How can you do it?"

"Uncle Tang, you are wrong!" Don't ask to stretch out a hand, pull Tang Jun's thick big hand, smile way: "we are Wan er's brothers and sisters, how can be a guest?"? It's too obvious. You're tired from Wan'er's illness. Why don't you stay here and have a rest while while Yaqin and I go to cook. When the meal is ready, Wan'er will wake up. Isn't that the best of both worlds? "

"But... This..."

"Uncle Tang, it's nothing but! That's it! " Don't ask, don't give Tang Jun a chance to talk at all. As soon as he finished, he took Sima Yaqin out of the room.

Don't ask about Tang Jun's father and daughter. Chen Yi and Liu Xin have talked about some of them. For this family, don't envy them from the heart. Although they are poor, their father and daughter are very happy. Although Tang Wan'er is suffering from a strange disease, Tang Jun is more envious and moved than his own daughter. Let alone these two points.

He lost his parents when he was young. After living with his grandfather for so many years, what he longed for most in his heart was perhaps the great love of his parents.

After Mo Wen knew about Tang Wan'er, his heart was just a kind of admiration. But today, when he saw the father daughter's feelings with his own eyes, Mo Wen's originally dusty heart completely disintegrated.

The yearning for family affection came like a flood in an instant.

Of course, Mo Wen grew up in the mountains. He didn't mind what he ate, and he didn't do anything to embarrass Tang Jun.

After leaving the room with Sima Yaqin, they went directly to the kitchen.

But when he saw the kitchen utensils, Sima Yaqin was silly. The kitchen stove in the countryside was made of brick, with two big black pots and a burner under it. It was impossible for Sima Yaqin to catch fire, not to mention cooking. Besides, they didn't know where to put the things.

But all these things are a piece of cake for Mo Wen. He smiles faintly. Just as he rolls up his sleeves and prepares to do it himself, Zeng Rou's voice suddenly rings: "let me come, hee hee..."

Just now, it cost Mo Wen a lot of money to treat Tang Wan'er. Fortunately, he has inherited the skill of Xueling Da · FA. Otherwise, he can't finish so many silver needles. Mo Wen feels a little tired, so he nods his head and says: "well, if you don't come, I don't know where to start, ha ha..."

Zeng Rou said in a hurry, "doctor Mo, you've worked hard. Go and have a rest."

"All right." Mo asked, then came to the chair beside Zeng Rou, sat down and slowly closed his eyes.

Zeng Rou and Sima Yaqin looked at each other. She seemed to think of something. Qiao blushed. Then she remembered that she only asked Mo to have a rest, but forgot to tell him to have a rest in that room. She quickly stood up and said, "doctor Mo, you... Go to the room next to... And have a rest."

After thinking about it, there are only two rooms at home. The room Tang Wan'er used just now is Tang Jun's. Now there is only Tang Wan'er's bedroom. Here, there is only a dilapidated old house on the first floor, a kitchen and two rooms. The dining room is integrated with the kitchen. There is no range hood, and there is no decent furniture at home. Let's not ask if we have a rest. Now we can only go to Tang Wan'er's room.

Mo Wen wanted to say no, but as soon as he wanted to have a rest to recover Zhenyuan, he took back his polite words again. He couldn't let outsiders see his appearance of practicing blood refining Lingda Dharma. So in order to keep his secret, he stood up without hesitation, nodded and said, "OK, I'll have a rest. Yaqin, you can help me here, Go to see Wan'er when it's convenient, and call me when you're ready. "

"Well!" The two girls nodded at the same time. Zeng blushed and glanced at Mo Wen. Seeing that he didn't seem to recognize himself, she was relieved.

Zeng Rou leads Mo Wen into Tang Wan'er's bedroom. From time to time, she peeks at Mo Wen. When she thinks about it, her heart beats very hard.

Open the light bulb which is not very bright in the room, Zeng Rou quickly walked in and made the bed for Mo Wen. Then she made an invitation to Mo Wen and said in a low voice, "doctor Mo, please have a rest. I won't disturb you any more. I'll make a meal for you!"

With that, she quickly walked out of the room.

The pace of leaving is very fast, some panic, especially in this alone environment, Zeng Rou appears particularly flustered.

This kind of flustered let Mo ask to see of some confused, he feel oneself didn't to this wench how? Why are you so afraid of him?

Mo Wen touched his face with his hand, looked at Zeng Rou's back and murmured to himself, "do I really look like a hooligan? It's impossible. It's also a handsome face. How could she be so nervous? I didn't play a hooligan to her... "

Then he shook his head, looked at the moment when the door was closed, and continued to say: "cut, don't care about him, take a rest first!"

Then he looked at the room carefully. There was a small bed with pink sheets with cartoon patterns, a desk one meter and two long, a simple chair, and a cloth wardrobe beside it. There was no other furniture except these. In front of the bed, there was a pair of Mickey Mouse's pink slippers. On the simple chair, there was a familiar set of pajamas, this pajamas, Mo Wen has seen Tang Wan'er pass through, so he recognized it at a glance.

When you get into bed, don't ask, take off your clothes, sit cross legged on the bed, close your eyes, and practice the blood spirit dharma (tendon Sutra) that monk Jinghui gave him.

Just when asked to close her eyes, a familiar smell of smell on the bed came to her. It was the smell of her. Asked not to know, the smell of Tang Wan's body and body was so good, it was not perfume, nor the fragrance of shower gel.

How intoxicating it is to be without the faint fragrance of any foreign things. Perhaps no girl can compare with it. Which girl does not use cosmetics in today's society? Which girl did not spray some intoxicating perfume for her body and body? As the saying goes: women for their own appearance, women for their own more beautiful, will choose some auxiliary things to set off their beauty.

However, during the time when Mo Wen lived with Tang Wan'er, Mo Wen had never seen Tang Wan'er use any cosmetics, and even took a bath with only nine pieces of soap.

Mo Wen knows this brand. He has been in the mountains for two or ten years. His aunt has been using this brand of soap. The familiar smell of soap and the simple life make Mo Wen miss his aunt who has been with him for many years.

I don't know how she is in these months. How are you?

Mo Wen pulled the sheet, put it on his nose and sniffed it deeply. Finally, he held it in his arms and continued to close his eyes. He soon entered the state of cultivation.

Ghost is a virtual object of Chinese people!

Soul is a spirit body of life and death for everyone!

Spirit is the sublimation of ghost and soul. It's an invisible myth!

Many people think that ghosts are created by the Chinese people, and they are not real things. However, in Mo Wen's world, this thing does exist. Many people think it's ridiculous! The virtual meeting of ghosts really appears in the real society. Beside Mo Wen, there is Bai Xueer. There are many ghosts who escape when they see Mo Wen. The unreal body and son shake slightly and the virtual shadow dance. If there are ghosts around, Mo Wen can feel them! Now Mo Wen has not yet broken through the fourth level of blood spirit Dharma. Once he breaks through the fourth level, he will yearn for ghosts, because only by absorbing the aura of these ghosts can he continue to practice the fifth level of Dharma.

I haven't seen ghost spirit for nearly a thousand years. When Mo Wen was practicing, he had no idea at all. Outside Tang Wan'er's room, there was a ghost Zun secretly watching Mo Wen's every move. This person was no one else. It was Alice, the ghost Zun who had escaped.

Alice was very excited when she saw Mo Wen Lian Xue Ling Da FA.

Her spirit and body kept flying around Tang Wan'er's room. In this way, Mo Wen absorbed the aura released from Alice's spirit and body, accelerated the speed of his cultivation, and also made Mo Wen feel the perfect combination of blood, spirit, power and momentum.

The real yuan condenses and forms five claws, the real claw of the real yuan! No wonder so many people want to get the great blood spirit Dharma. This kind of hegemony and the true element of the king are absolutely incomparable with any other martial arts!

Mo Wen doesn't know that his power has been seen by others. At that time, he is in the state of selflessness. There are countless small dragons, tornadoes and winds in the huge space. With its continuous rapid relaxation, the small dragons, tornadoes and winds begin to close the wall, slowly forming a super large-scale storm center, and coming to Dan Tian.

Just at this critical moment, a girl's voice suddenly rang out of the door: "doctor Mo, the meal is ready. Get up and eat..."

The voice didn't seem to wake up. Mo asked. The voice outside continued to ring: "doctor Mo, are you... Are you awake? I... I'm going in... "

As soon as the voice fell, Zeng Rou pushed the door. When she opened the door, everything that caught her eyes made her face blush, because she saw Mo Wen's strong body, the perfect muscles, and the faint red light released from her body, which made Zeng Rou scream at a loss.

"Ah..." with a sharp cry, Mo Wen suddenly woke up.