Chapter 8 Book Collection ()

As he whistled along the way, Hu Mo's mood improved a little. He shook his eyes drifting from the maids.

He thought he could see some good looks, after all, the best women in this world are not often seen. For example, the group of maids just now should be just an accident in Hu Mo's heart.

But what made Hu Mo desperate was that all the maids he saw were the best people who could scare people. He really couldn't imagine where the one-armed manager got his skills and could actually capture ugly women all over the world. This was really incredible.

He really couldn't figure out why the maids and maids in the Hu family were so superb? No matter how tight the funds were, he didn't need to save so much. He tried to find memories in this aspect from the memory of this unlucky man, but all he got was blank, as if this memory had been forcibly cleared by him.

However, our eldest young master Hu had his own way. He grabbed a servant who was doing odd jobs and asked casually, his face turned into pig's liver.

This little pervert who is killed by heaven is the little pervert who should be destroyed! He actually pushed down the young maid when he was seven or eight years old, trying to do something to do. As a result, Hu Yihu discovered that he was beaten up by him viciously. After that, Hu Yihu ordered that the maids in the Hu family would be ugly in the future. The more ugly the better, the better. He would never let this pervert be lustful, and the stick's lustfulness succeed!

This memory has always been extremely gray in his memory. He didn't even think about Hu Mo himself, so Hu Mo can't find that memory now.

As he continued walking, Hu Mo cursed the "Hu Mo" in his heart half to death. He clearly remembered the sad eyes when the servant told him about the reason. It was because of the "Hu Mo" in the past that the male animals in the Hu Mansion were all affected.

Hu Mo could go outside to pick up flowers and flirt with flowers and flowers, sleep and bring jade. What about these servants? It is impossible to get the moon first if they want to get close to the water and towers. Moreover, most of them are skinny, as if they are often hungry and frozen.

Why? The reason is very simple! They looked at those top maids every day, and vomiting was commonplace. There were also a few newcomers who were very unlucky and were so scared that they were completely dead. They went directly to the palace to become eunuchs. It can be said that this evil was a great deal!

However, Hu Mo is more unfair than Dou E now, grandma, and he doesn't want to be stimulated like this every day. Although he has trained his psychological endurance, the urge to blind his eyes is getting stronger and stronger!

"Forget it, these things have nothing to do with me. I am not a stallion when I come to this world. If I only have that ambition, I might as well die directly! Haha, women are not so charming, but I don't look down on me! Humph! Why should I care about such a trick?" Hu Mo sneered and walked forward. In front, the word "book" was faintly revealed in the shade of trees. There was Hu Mo's destination Hu Mansion Library.

"Uncle Fu went crazy halfway through his speech. It seems that I have to find some answers by myself." Hu Mo pushed open the door of the library, and at that moment, a strong smell of musty and dust came to his face.

"Damn! This is the library? No one has come for many years!" Hu Mo cursed angrily. The flying dust really choked him.

A duke's house, the door of famous generals, actually trampled on books and ignored knowledge so much. This made Hu Mo shook his head helplessly and sighed.

If Hu Yihu saw Hu Mo's expression now, he would definitely be so surprised that his eyes fell off. This playboy usually walks around here, but now he is still there alone. This is really fucking evil!

In fact, the Hu family's family's family's family was only produced by Hu Yihu's generation. He was originally born in a rampant country and could not recognize many words such as Dou Da. Later, he helped the ancestors conquer the world and gained his current prominent position. At that time, he didn't want his descendants to continue to be so illiterate, so he built this library.

It is precisely because of this that Hu Meng has read many books, read military tactics, and has made the ancient and modern times, and has achieved the reputation of General Weilong. However, since Hu Meng disappeared and Hu Mo was born to be uninterested in literature and martial arts, no one has come to the library.

Hu Mo's eyes slowly closed and opened again, he had already recalled this past event. With a faint sense of helplessness in his heart, he shook his head and began to search for what he wanted in the dust.

Hu Mo turned out three books, "History of God of War", "Soul of War" and "Source of War" and "The Source of War" and were dubbed three, but in fact they were three volumes of parchment books. Hu Mo could hardly imagine how many sheep they had to kill if he wanted to write a book, making a book look like a rolled carpet.

Hu Mo is naturally not unfamiliar with these words, unlike the dandy bastard before. In his previous life, his main job was to clean up the various towers of the Xingsu School, and he read most of the books in the library.

He has made up all these books, such as poetry, music, fortune-telling, astrology, farmland, water conservancy, geography and history. There is no way, I can’t practice other martial arts, so it’s great to understand some other skills!

Because of this, when he entered this library, he felt like home. Despite the dust being several inches thick, he could still smell the ink traces.

After trying a lot of effort to clean a chair, Hu Mo just sat there, pulling it apart in a roll, and reading it like selflessly.

"What! The door of the library was opened? The young master went in to read a book?" Hu Yihu stared at the servant who reported to him, as if he had seen a ghost.

The servant was shocked and said tremblingly: "Yes... it's the master. The young man saw the young master in his own eyes. He stayed in it for a few hours, and then left with a few books."

Hu Yihu suddenly felt petrified and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "No, was he sobered up last time? Or... the ancestral tomb of our Hu family was smoking? This bastard boy finally lost his way. What books did he take?"

"When I say to the master, I went to check it out. There are three volumes in total, all of which are books about the history of the continent of War. They are "History of the God of War", "The Soul of War" and "The Source of War". The young master was very excited when he carried these books. The young man felt very strange, so he came to report to the master." The servant said truthfully. In his memory, this was the strangest thing he had ever seen.

Beside Hu Yihu, Uncle Fu, who was stably injured, also had a strange look on his face. He would rather believe that the sow would climb up a tree than Hu Mo would go to read a book!

"Afu, what do you think about this? Did Mo'er really get enlightened and sensible?" Hu Yihu asked in a low voice. Usually, he would discuss with Uncle Fu when encountering some difficult things.

Uncle Fu let out a light sigh, then smiled bitterly, and said, "Marcedes-Mr. I am completely confused this time. The young master's transformation this time is indeed too big, it is very abnormal!" Uncle Fu was still breathing slightly. Although he was forcibly pulled back from the abyss by Hu Yihu, his body is still too weak now.

"Oh, yes, if this kid doesn't cause trouble for me one day, I'll be thankful. Now he's still quiet to read a book, which is really a bit uncommon." Hu Yihu sighed lightly, his mind as if he was filled with mud and misty.

Hu Moruo knew about Hu Yihu and his friends’ current conversation, and he would probably jump out and point at their noses and curse: “Are you cheap? You accused me when I was eating, drinking, gamble, and now I am lost and I am back. You are still muttering there. This is really fucking fucking!”

"Haha, Marshal, we may be confused if we care. Why don't we do this? Let's observe for a while and see if the young master is temporarily hot or really learned it well. What does the marshal think?" Uncle Fu smiled and said respectfully.

Hu Yihu shook his head gently and said, "Okay, let's do it. Alas, if Mo'er really returns to the right path, I will be willing to live for ten years even if I live for ten years! Alas, I'm sorry to Meng'er. He has not heard from me for so many years, but I haven't helped him educate his son well. This is my sin, alas..."

"Marantor, don't blame yourself too much. God has eyes, everything will be fine." Uncle Fu didn't know what to say, so he could only comfort him like this.

"I know, everything is left to fate. Ah Fu, don't interfere with that last time, just leave it to Lin Xiong and the others. Now you are just the second-level Killing King, and you can't control the inner demons. How can I let you go out and take risks again? During this period, you will still practice well in the mansion and never get angry. Let go of the hatred in your heart for the time being. After this stage, it will be not too late to take revenge." Hu Yihu patted Uncle Fu's shoulder and said meaningfully.

"As for orders, Marshal!" Uncle Fu stood up straight, his face full of guilt.
Chapter completed!