Quickly wear the cannon fodder, he made this short-lived script

Shui Liang was puzzled, but he replied politely, "Well, I'm not as good as you say. I just have a kind heart and am a bit generous."

"Hey, brother Shuiliang, you are being modest."

"No, no, no! You can't praise a brat like that. If you praise him too much, his tail will be all over the sky."

"..."

Just like that, Mo Ci listened to Shui Liang talking about himself, from "my son" to "this kid" and then downgraded all the way to "brat". For a moment, he didn't know what expression to make to express his speechlessness.

Just when he didn't know how to deal with the situation, Yingshan came around to Mo Ci and patted his shoulder. Mo Ci looked over and saw Yingshan smiling.

"A Miao, we plan to stay here and have a party to celebrate our safe escape. Do you want to come?"

A party? This was another area Mo Ci had never ventured into. Mo Ci looked at Shui Liang, who was chatting happily with the other elders, and then at Ying Shan.

"I come."

He nodded, and Yingshan stretched out his arm, simply put his arm around Mo Ci's shoulders, and leaned over to talk.

"Since we're here, we can't just sit around. Let's go, A Miao, let's go catch the monster!"

As he spoke, Shuiliang, who had been keeping an eye on Mo Ci, also looked over. Without waiting for Mo Ci to speak, Yingshan said with a bright smile.

"Master Shui, I'll take A Miao to play somewhere else while you two chat."

Shui Liang glanced at Ying Shan, then noticed the others, but he didn't say anything. He already knew the reason why this group of people came to praise his son, and naturally he also knew about Mo Ci's heroic act of saving people.

At this moment, he was happy that his son had grown up and become responsible, but at the same time he was worried that his son was under a lot of pressure and was hindered in his spiritual practice.

Well, never mind, let him relax here. We can talk about anything after we return to Mo Lin Xuan Shui Sect.

Mo Ci was originally worried that Shui Liang would stop him, but he didn't expect that Ying Shan would lead him away from the pressured circle of elders so smoothly. Thinking of this, Mo Ci looked at Ying Shan with some gratitude in his eyes.

Then, Ying Shan said, "A Miao, let's compete to see who can hunt the most monsters. The loser will have to paint his face and attend the party. Now - let's start!"

After he finished speaking, Yingshan let go of Mo Ci and rushed into the jungle. Mo Ci stood in place and silently took out the magic whip that Shui Qingmiao usually used.

He withdrew his gratitude. Today, Yingshan would definitely be the clown!

Mo Ci also disappeared into the jungle like an arrow. Hunting monsters was Mo Ci's forte. Not to mention in this world, even in his original world, Mo Ci was also an expert at hunting monsters.

As for Yingshan, during the time they spent together in the secret realm, Mo Ci dared to say that Yingshan had good skills, but when it came to hunting monsters, he was far inferior to him.

While the two were competing, the elders were watching the younger generations preparing things for the party with a smile on their faces and complimenting each other. Among them, Mo Ci was mentioned the most.

Shui Liang's smile never relaxed. This was probably the longest time he had smiled since Shui Qingmiao was born, and his mood was also the most relaxed.

It was also in this lively environment that no one noticed that in addition to Mo Ci and the others, there was another person who came out of the secret realm safely. However, the other party seemed to be worried about something and found a place to hide as soon as he came out.

At this time, he was hiding in a corner, secretly observing this lively scene. His face was not looking good, and he even looked at the direction of Shui Liang and the others with a bit of hatred.

On the other side, Mo Ci hunted a lot of monsters. He happened to pass by the place where the man was hiding. Suddenly he stopped. There was someone here!

Mo Ci observed calmly and soon noticed where the man was hiding. He did not alert the enemy. You know, if the other party dared to hide here, he must be 100% sure that he would not be discovered.

As for why Mo Ci discovered it, it was naturally because Mo Ci himself was an expert in hiding. He was able to grow up step by step as an orphan with no relatives, and he relied on a lot of things.

And this hiding method is one of them.

If you hide well, you won’t be found and naturally you won’t die.

If it weren't for that damn ticket and so many people chasing him with a purpose, he wouldn't have to self-destruct.

Mo Ci's eyes darkened. Forget it. Now that he has a new life, he should not think about the past anymore. As for the person hiding here, he does not intend to expose him. He just needs to observe carefully.

Thinking of this, Mo Ci swung his whip and hooked another monster. Probably having succeeded, he walked in another direction.

Not long after he left, the person who had been hiding just now let out a long sigh. He thought he was going to be discovered. It seemed that this location was not safe yet.

Thinking about it, the man waited for a while before setting off to hide in another place. What he didn't know was that Mo Ci, who had just left, was actually hiding in a direction where he could be seen.

In this way, Mo Ci saw the face of that person, the person who, in Shui Qingmiao's memory, took his storage ring to obtain the inheritance, and eventually caused the destruction of Xuanshui Sect.

"Luo Peng."

Mo Ci chewed the two words in his mouth. This was the man's name. It seemed that the man had successfully walked out of the secret realm alive.

However, without Shui Qingmiao's storage ring and the inheritance, how could Luo Peng still climb up the Xuanshui Sect? Or would he seek a higher position elsewhere?

Mo Ci turned and left, not paying any more attention to Luo Peng. Instead, he was thinking about what the other party would do next. He couldn't control anything else, but if Luo Peng wanted to enter the Xuanshui Sect and cause the Xuanshui Sect to be destroyed again, he would be the first to disagree.

After all, he is Shui Qingmiao now, and Xuanshui Sect is his home. Since it is his home, he naturally has to protect it well.

With this in mind, Mo Ci continued hunting. After the agreed time of one stick of incense had passed, Mo Ci and Ying Shan each brought the captured monsters back to the agreed place.

At this time, the other parts had been dealt with. When the two came back, a group of young men gathered around. When they heard the bet that Yingshan mentioned, they immediately volunteered to be referees.

Mo Ci had no objection to this. He let Yingshan discuss with everyone, and then began to count the number of monsters they had captured.

The bet between the two men mentioned not only the number, but also the level of the monsters, so the number is only the first way of comparison. In terms of number, the two are on par.

Yingshan looked at the two people's monsters of the same number, and an ominous premonition sounded in his heart. Sure enough, among these monsters, Mo Ci's monsters were slightly higher in level, and the winner was obvious at a glance.

There was no need for the winner Mo Ci to take action. The other young men all attacked together to suppress Ying Shan, and handed Mo Ci an ink pen that they had taken from somewhere.

"Shui Qingmiao, come, you draw first!"

"I?"

Mo Ci was slightly stunned, then took the ink pen at everyone's urging with bright smiles, and lightly tapped Yingshan's forehead under his heroic expression. Unconsciously, a smile very similar to everyone else's appeared on his face.

"I've finished the painting, and I'll leave it to you."

"Okay, I'll do it. Shui Qingmiao, don't worry. My painting skills will definitely amaze you!"

"I, I, I, let me do it. Shui Qingmiao, you're too lenient with Ying Shan. Let me show you what you have to do to accept defeat."

"Hahahaha, I'll do some too."

"Hey, at least leave me some space to draw. What's so good about getting a face full of ink?"

"..."

Yingshan was surrounded by a group of young men, who were painting patterns all over his face. For a moment, he was speechless. He looked at Mo Ci on the outside with a look of despair.

Seeing the smile on Mo Ci's face, he felt more and more that he was shooting himself in the foot. He was so stupid. If he had known that Mo Ci's cultivation was higher than his, he should not have compared him to this.

I had originally thought that even if he lost, given Mo Ci's personality, he wouldn't go too far. But he was too proud and insisted on telling this group of people who were joining in the fun.

Now, these mean people, his face... is definitely too much to look at, wuwuwuwu...

Soon, everyone let go of Yingshan. Yingshan, with his messy painted face, looked at the group of people laughing so hard that they were bent over. He gritted his teeth, grabbed the ink pen, and chased after these people to paint on their faces.

For a while, the teenagers chased each other and had a lot of fun.

When Shui Liang and other elders came over, all they saw were a bunch of clown faces, which looked extremely funny.

When these elders looked at their own children, their lips twitched and they wanted to scold them, but when they saw other children doing the same thing, they swallowed their words of scolding and silently said in their hearts: Young people’s mind, young people’s mind.

Among so many children, only Mo Ci escaped. One reason was that Mo Ci was the winner and should not have been painted with clown paint.

Secondly, Mo Ci hid quickly and no one could catch him, so he didn't have to be laughed at with his clown face.

Of course, in order to show that he is one with everyone, Mo Ci also has a little ink on his forehead. It’s not much, but it adds a bit of beauty to his face.

Shui Liang looked at his children with satisfaction, and then at the children jumping around the fire. The elders watched with smiles on their faces, occasionally saying "unbecoming", but they quickly suppressed it with the words "childish innocence".

The joyful night passed in a flash, and Mo Ci also felt a kind of excitement that he had never experienced before. He looked at Shui Liang who was looking at him with loving eyes, his mouth corners slightly raised, and he lowered his head to eat the monster meat.

No matter what the reason was, he became Shui Qingmiao. At least now and in the future, he will live well, as Shui Qingmiao, as... Mo Ci who lived again, he will live well.

The next day, the group went their separate ways.

Mo Ci followed Shui Liang back to Xuanshui Sect. Looking at the strange yet familiar environment, Mo Ci had a faint smile on his face.

It feels strange because Mo Ci himself has never been here before.

The familiarity is due to Shui Qingmiao's memory. Shui Qingmiao has lived here for seventeen years. Every blade of grass, every tree, every flower and every stone here are very familiar to him.

"My son, we've been in this secret realm for two whole years. What have you gained?"

Mo Ci, who was brought into the room by Shui Liang and sat down, heard Shui Liang's questions before he even sat down.

Here it comes, he thought, swallowing his saliva, trying to calm his worries, and replied slowly.

"Father, I have gained a lot this time. I also know that the path of cultivation is not an easy one. I will not slack off in the future."

"Well, now that you've grown up, it's not bad to think this way. But Miao'er, your father doesn't expect you to go very far. I just hope you can stay happy and not care too much about gains and losses."

Is this... a father? Mo Ci, who had never experienced care, once again sighed that Shui Qingmiao had a very good father, and now he also had one, which was great.

"Dad, I know. Don't worry, I won't forget my original intention." Mo Ci's heart was burning, but when he said this, he continued, "Dad, there is something that I am a little worried about."

"You said."

"Shortly after I entered the secret realm, I discovered that a demonic beast that shouldn't have appeared there suddenly appeared. I almost got killed... Logically, a demonic beast of this level shouldn't appear."

"If it weren't for this, there wouldn't be so many casualties in this secret realm. Dad, I feel... something is fishy."