The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Lin Mo bought some snacks on the street, then subconsciously quickened his pace as he walked towards the familiar courtyard.

After not returning for several days, nothing around me seemed to have changed.

The moment he stepped into the alley, he felt an inexplicable peace.

There was a sound of pots and pans colliding in the yard.

Lin Mo walked forward lightly and tapped the mottled wooden door with his fingertips.

"Who?"

"it's me."

"It's Brother Xiaomo!"

Zhong Ling's excited cheers instantly rang out from behind the door.

With a creaky sound, the door was quickly opened.

A smiling face came into view.

If Lin Mo hadn't been holding two bowls of tofu pudding in his hands, he would have been unable to resist pinching this cute little face.

"Brother Mo!"

Zhong Xiu also came over after hearing the noise, greeted Lin Mo with an innocent smile on his face.

"Have you had breakfast?" Lin Mo shook the food in his hand and said with a smile, "I brought you some delicious food."

Zhong Xiu hurried over to take it.

"Brother Xiaomo, why did you come back so suddenly? Didn't Uncle Ma Chao say that you would be away for a long time?"

At the dining table, Zhong Ling blinked and asked curiously.

"Which Uncle Ma?" Lin Mo asked back.

"It's Uncle Ma Chao!" said Zhong Ling.

"You have to call him Brother Ma." Lin Mo corrected her.

"How can there be such an old brother?" Zhong Ling muttered.

Lin Mo thought about it and agreed.

So let this generation be messed up!

He no longer bothered about the question of address.

"By the way, why don't you see Xiaoyue?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Ling hesitated and said nothing.

Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but ask, "What happened to Xiaoyue?"

Zhong Xiu took over the conversation and explained softly: "On the day you left, someone came to look for her, and not long after, she followed that person and left."

"Who?" Lin Mo asked him.

"An old man." Zhong Xiu answered honestly.

Zhong Ling suddenly added: "Oh, I heard Sister Yueyue call him Uncle Fu."

Zhong Xiu nodded and continued, "Sister Xiaoyue said it was just a small matter and she could handle it herself, so she asked us not to tell you."

Although Lin Mo had doubts in his heart, he also understood.

Since Wu Yue doesn't want to tell me, I should respect her decision.

After all, people have to grow up.

Some things still need to be experienced by yourself in order to grow.

"Okay, let's have breakfast first."

Lin Mo shook his head gently, bringing his thoughts back to the present.

"I waited in line for a long time to buy this tofu pudding. Come and try it. How does it taste?"

"Is it the newly opened tofu shop on Guanqian Street?" Zhong Ling asked.

"Yes." Lin Mo nodded.

As he spoke, he picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of tofu pudding and put it into his mouth.

The tofu pudding is as delicate as the first snow, sliding across the tip of the tongue, leaving a hint of sweetness and mellow fragrance that is endlessly memorable.

Lin Mo couldn't help but praise: "It's really delicate and tasty, smooth and delicious, the taste is absolutely unique."

He couldn't help but ask about the tofu shop.

Zhong Xiu told him that the tofu shop was newly opened.

"Oh, it seems to have been opened the day after you left."

The shop is run by a mother and daughter.

The younger one is the proprietress, she looks like an angel.

Plus, her tofu is really good.

Within two days of opening, its reputation spread.

Soon, all the men on the street flocked to her.

Every day I run to buy tofu early in the morning.

Lin Mo thought, where are the men on the whole street?

I'm afraid all the men from the nearby streets have come.

Seeing this, Zhong Ling pouted and said to Lin Mo seriously, "Brother Xiaomo, don't learn from those people and go there every day."

Lin Mo touched her head lovingly and agreed with a smile.

After the meal, he simply washed up, changed into clean clothes, and walked into the room to take a nap.

Seeing this, the two brothers thought that he was tired from the journey and needed to catch up on some sleep, so they tacitly agreed not to disturb him.

When I returned to my room, it was spotless.

It was obviously cleaned carefully every day.

Lin Mo sat cross-legged on the bed.

Open the "Illustration of Sinful Spirits".

As the revolving lantern flickered, scenes flashed before him.

He really had no intention of paying attention to the revolving door of ordinary people.

So, he focused his attention on the swordsman.

It turned out that the other party was from the Ma family in the northwest.

This made him think of Wu Yue.

She seemed to have told herself this before.

Her parents were killed by the Ma family in the northwest.

After reading on, Lin Mo discovered that this swordsman had committed many evil deeds.

In his memory, he saw a young couple being surrounded and attacked by seven or eight men in black.

And one of the men in black was the swordsman himself.

The injured woman had a look of similarity to Wu Yue in her eyebrows.

Lin Mo's heart tightened.

Although the man was highly skilled in martial arts, he was able to defeat many enemies alone.

But after all, he was alone and weak, and he also needed to consider the safety of the injured woman beside him.

Therefore, he eventually died of exhaustion, killed by the swords.

Women also cannot escape the fate of humiliation and death

Lin Mo couldn't bear to look at it any longer, so he closed the book, feeling extremely angry.

These guys are behaving like beasts.

"Northwest Ma Family..."

He memorized the name silently.

Decided to find a suitable time to tell Wu Yue all this.

He knew that this news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for her, but the truth had to be revealed by someone.