"Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, how have your cultivation been lately?" Mo Hua asked Lao Yutou.

Hearing this, Lao Yutou looked pleased, "These two children are quite diligent in their cultivation, and they are not slow in their cultivation. They have saved me a lot of worry. All this is due to my benefactor, if it weren't for my benefactor

If we help each other, I'm afraid these two kids will be in trouble. How can they still be as alive and kicking as they are now..."

As soon as he said this, Lao Yutou sighed deeply and looked emotional.

Mo Hua said modestly: "I didn't do anything."

He turned his head again, glanced deeply at the two children in the courtyard, and slowly said: "They haven't done anything unusual recently, right?"

"Abnormal?" Lao Yutou didn't understand.

Mo Hua said: "It means whether there is anything wrong with their practice, and whether they have any sequelae since they were captured last time."

It was about two young grandsons, and Lao Yutou's expression became solemn.

He thought about it seriously, frowned, and finally shook his head, "Nothing unusual."

Then he looked a little nervous and said, "My benefactor, did something happen?"

"No," Mo Hua also breathed a sigh of relief, "I was just in case, so I asked by the way. It's okay if there's nothing unusual."

Old Yutou was relieved.

He personally poured a cup of tea for Mo Hua and said, "Drink tea, drink tea."

Mo Hua said nothing more.

In this way, it passed noon. As the sun gradually set, Mo Hua stood up and said goodbye.

"My benefactor, you might as well stay a little longer. The old man will prepare some fresh food in the evening and entertain you well..."

Lao Yutou kindly invited me to stay.

Mo Hua was puzzled: "There are still things in the sect, so we can't delay our practice."

Monks regard cultivating the Tao as their top priority, and it is difficult to retain them if they are too old.

The two children, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, also woke up. Seeing that Mo Hua was about to leave again, they looked a little disappointed and reluctantly sent Mo Hua to the outside of the village.

Mo Hua touched their little heads, smiled and gave a few instructions, then turned and left.

After that, Lao Yutou and his family began to work hard for a living again.

Old Yu mended the net for a while and packed up the fishing gear. Then he bent over, with his hands behind his back, and left the small fishing village with his two grandsons and arrived at the Yanshui River.

Some fish traps were placed by the river.

The three of them, grandfather and grandson, began to collect the cages along the river to see if any greedy, stupid fish or shrimps were caught in the fish cages.

After traveling for a while along the way, we arrived at the ferry.

At the ferry, a ship docked.

On the boat was Yu Dachuan, the son of Lao Yutou. He went down to the river early and caught a lot of fish. After that, the family of four began to pick fish on the boat.

If you are energetic and in good condition, keep the big fish for sale.

Fish that are of average quality and have some defects cannot be sold for a price, so keep them for yourself.

Some small fish that have not grown up are released back into the river.

The family works hard, and although it is hard, it is also enjoyable.

After finishing their work, Xiaoshunzi and Xiaoshuizi said:

"Grandpa, we want to go fishing."

Old Yutou knew that his two little grandsons were tired and wanted to play, so he waved his hand and said, "Go, go..."

But he still warned with a serious face: "Just go to the river beach and don't go into the deep water, otherwise you will be dragged into the water by the water monster and eaten alive."

The two grandsons nodded, "Well, Grandpa, don't worry."

"Go ahead."

The two children ran away happily.

They ran along the river to the river beach downstream and started fishing in the river beach.

The river beach is shallow and full of small fish, not worth catching, but there are no water monsters, so it is generally a place for children to practice water skills and fish.

Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi played in the shallow water for a while and then started fishing.

What they touched was a very small, grass-like fish with a fleshy body and no spines.

The two children practiced the "Bailang Jue" that Mo Hua gave them, as well as the Bailang Body Technique, which has the same origin as the exercise, and the water-repelling and evil-repelling technique. The water properties are already very good.

In addition, it was once offered as a sacrifice to the river god, and the soul was assimilated and tainted with some of the river god's aura. Therefore, whether playing or fishing in the water, it seemed like a fish in water.

The breath of the two children was in harmony with the river water. Together with their quick eyes and quick hands, they could fish out a small fish with their little hands.

After fishing for a while, the slightly taller Xiao Shunzi said:

"I caught ten fish! What about you?"

Xiao Shuizi counted them and said: "Nine."

Xiao Shunzi nodded, "Then I will catch ten more, and you will catch eleven more. They are exactly the same, and we will go back. These small fry can be raised with some water. When Brother Mo comes next time, we will treat him to a small roast.

fish."

Xiao Shuizi said crisply: "Okay!"

They remembered that Mo Hua was good, and they also remembered that Mo Hua treated them to spiritual meat today, so they also wanted to treat Mo Hua to delicious small grilled fish.

The ink painting on the side was slightly startled, with a somewhat complicated expression.

He saw all this.

When he left the village, he did not return to the sect. Instead, he hid his figure and quietly followed Lao Yutou's family.

With his current nineteen-mark spiritual consciousness and his mastery of the Little Five Elements Concealment Technique, it is impossible for any monk in the entire small fishing village to be able to see through his concealment.

He didn't expect that the two children, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi, would take him so seriously.

Mo Hua felt a little moved for a moment.

The simpler the kindness, the more precious it is.

The two children are still fishing.

Xiao Shunzi was slightly older, more intelligent and lively, and could touch faster. He quickly touched ten more small fry.

After that, he stopped and waited until his younger brother Xiao Shuizi had touched all eleven fishes. They were exactly the same, both had twenty fishes, and then he said:

"Go back."

"Yeah." Xiao Shuizi said happily.

The two children, each carrying a small fish basket, held hands and returned to the village without any worries.

After they left, in front of the deserted river beach, Mo Hua slowly appeared.

Looking at the backs of the two children, Mo Hua looked confused and murmured in a low voice:

"Nothing unusual... Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

After a while, Mo Hua's figure disappeared again.

The sun sets in the west and dyes the sunset red.

In the small fishing village, the fishermen who went out to fish were returning home one after another, and smoke was rising from the cooking pots.

Xiaoshunzi and Xiaoshuizi also returned to their homes.

The family got together and had dinner talking and laughing. After the meal, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi practiced for a while and then fell asleep peacefully.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, he sat cross-legged on the branches of a big tree outside the village, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Time passed little by little.

The crescent moon is high in the sky, the night is getting darker, and the small fishing village is getting quieter.

It was approaching late at night, and Mo Hua, who had closed his eyes to meditate, suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, there was also movement in the fishing village.

Two small black shadows quietly climbed out of the wall of Old Yutou's house. After landing, they walked along the village road towards the outside of the village.

They are two children, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Shuizi.

Mo Hua's eyes flickered slightly, and he followed quietly like a ghost.

The two children had no idea.

They walked all the way to the outside of the village, walking downstream along the lonely river beach in the dark night, becoming more and more remote.

We walked all the way to the foot of a desolate mountain.

The two children looked at each other, then supported each other and climbed up the rugged rocks.

Climbing until halfway up the mountain, the mountain is gentle and grassy.
To be continued...