Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

in the house.

Mo Bei was a little drunk. He looked at his grandfather who was rummaging through the box and spoke in a strange tone.

"Grandpa, what are you looking for?"

Mo Huaizhi opened the clothes layer by layer, and took out an antique old wooden box from the bottom layer.

Mo Bei looked at the wooden box in his grandfather's hand and asked, "Grandpa, what is this?"

Mo Huaizhi put the wooden box in his hand into Mo Bei's hand and looked at Mo Bei with eyes full of reluctance.

"Bei'er...Grandpa is leaving."

Mo Bei only felt a loud bang in his heart.

He was immediately no longer drunk and asked anxiously, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? What do you mean by leaving? Where are you going, Grandpa?"

Grandpa, does this sound like he is entrusting you with your final arrangements?

Mo Bei's body swayed and he almost lost his balance.

"Grandpa, are you feeling unwell? I'll go find the village doctor, Mr. Wu, right away."

Having said that, Mo Bei was about to rush out of the house.

"Bei'er, stop. Grandpa is fine and he's not feeling unwell."

Mo Bei's eyes were red and he looked extremely aggrieved.

"Grandpa, are you really not feeling unwell? Then why did Grandpa say he was leaving? He also gave me the wooden box, as if he was going to make arrangements for his final wishes."

"Grandpa, don't scare your grandson."

Seeing Bei'er was so worried about him, Mo Huaizhi was very relieved.

This child was not raised in vain.

"Bei'er, the wooden box contains the savings that Grandpa has accumulated over the years. Now that you are married, you have many things to spend money on. After Grandpa is gone, you and Cuiping should live a good life."

Hearing that the wooden box contained his grandfather's savings, Mo Bei immediately returned the wooden box to his grandfather in a hurry.

"Grandpa, where are you going? And this is your savings over the years, your grandson can't take it."

Mo Huaizhi put on a stern face and pretended to be angry.

"Mo Bei, if you say no again, Grandpa will be really angry."

Seeing that his grandfather was really angry, Mo Bei quickly said, "Grandpa, don't be angry. I was wrong, and I know I was wrong."

There was a cry in his voice.

"Grandpa, you said you were leaving. Where are you going? Can you take your grandson with you?"

Mo Huaizhi sighed heavily.

"Bei'er, you are already married, you can't be so childish. This wooden box is yours since Grandpa gave it to you. Just keep it well."

"Grandpa has his own things to do, and he can't take care of you anymore."

Mo Huaizhi's eyes also turned red.

He took out the luggage that he had packed long ago.

"Time is running out. Miss Lin and the others are still waiting for Grandpa. Grandpa is leaving soon."

"Bei'er, you and Cuiping should live well together. Husbands and wives often have conflicts. Cuiping is a good child. You should give in to Cuiping."

Mo Bei's eyes were filled with tears.

He knew very well that his grandfather had a stubborn temper and even ten horses could not pull him back.

"Grandpa, will you come back?"

Mo Huaizhi knew that this departure would be a farewell forever.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, then he smiled and looked at Mo Bei.

"The journey is long and the mountains are high. Grandpa will come back when he has the chance after he finishes his business."

Mo Bei wiped away his tears and looked at his grandfather reluctantly.

"Grandpa, come back early after you finish your work."

The front yard was still entertaining guests, and Mo Huaizhi walked out through the back door.

He raised his hand and said to Mo Bei:

"Okay, Bei'er, don't send me off."

"Today is your big day, go and greet the guests."

Village entrance.

The village entrance where villagers used to chat and chat was much quieter today, as most of them went to the Mo family to attend the wedding.

Mo Huaizhi was carrying his luggage and walking towards the two people standing under the locust tree.

As soon as he arrived under the locust tree, Mo Huaizhi hurriedly and respectfully bowed to the two of them.

"My two immortals, now that we have taken care of our family affairs, let us set off."

Lin Qingzhi nodded and hummed.

She waved her sleeves, and the three of them disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Peach Blossom Gate.

There was movement in the teleportation array in the square.

Mu Chunhua, who was teaching the little kids in the main hall, stood up immediately.

The teleportation array has been silent for half a year, but there was an unusual movement today. Could it be that Second Senior Sister has teleported another disciple from the mortal world?

At this time, the little kids in the hall were all disciples selected by Second Senior Sister in the mortal world over the past three years.

Among these disciples, Su Luo and Liu Feng were particularly outstanding.

They have only been in the peach blossom sect for three short years.

One is already at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the other is at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"Okay, today's lecture ends here. You can go back and reflect on yourselves."

All the disciples said in unison: "Okay, Senior Sister Mu."

After everyone left, Mu Chunhua said to Jiang Qing, "Junior Brother Jiang, come with me to the square to see if Second Senior Sister has sent another disciple back."

Jiang Qing: "Okay, Senior Sister Mu."

Taohuamen Square.

Mo Huaizhi looked at the Peach Blossom Gate, which looked like a fairyland, with trembling eyes.

Is this the world of cultivating immortals?

Sure enough, the fairy-like charm was otherworldly, and with every breath, people felt much lighter.

There is a feeling of floating in the air.

Lin Qingzhi glanced at Mo Huaizhi who was standing beside him with a look of shock.

Just as she was about to speak, a nimble figure rushed towards her.

"Wow, Second Senior Sister, you're finally back."

Mu Chunhua hugged Lin Qingzhi excitedly.

woohoo~

After three years, Second Sister is finally back.

Over the years, the sect master has been in seclusion, and the second senior sister has gone to the mortal world. The disciples of Luofeng Sect still come to provoke from time to time and also teach the new disciples.

Mu Chunhua cried and trembled in her arms.

She sighed slightly.

I guess Junior Sister Chunhua has suffered a lot over the years.

Lin Qingzhi stroked her head gently: "Junior Sister Chunhua, you have worked hard over the years."

Mu Chunhua buried her head in Lin Qingzhi's chest, her voice filled with tears.

"It's not hard."

"After three years of separation, Chunhua just missed Second Senior Sister too much."