After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

Pojun left a letter and left. He was waiting here just to give him the letter.

"He arrived last night, but he left without a word after dinner. It's true that time is the most experienced..."

Li Mo sat in this newly built inn and opened the letter in the dim morning light.

The handwriting is not very beautiful, but it is very neat.

"Brother Li, when you see this letter, I will be gone."

The cooperation between the Celestial Clan and Mo City must continue. Today's mortals still need to rely on the power of the Celestial City. You know, someone must go in the end. With my position in Mo City, no one can say anything.

If we lose this battle, Tianren City will be in chaos. I am old now, and I can only feel at ease if I hand Tianren City over to you.

You once told me a story about Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly. Later, someone came to me and told me that the world I live in now is fictional. There is an "upper world" outside our world. He said he has the ability to take us to the real world.

Later, I wondered, beyond the upper realm, could there be a larger world? Beyond that larger world? What is real and what is imaginary?

I still remember what you said, Brother Li, that people should live in the present.

Tianren City is great, everyone is great, and the good memories are not false, so to me, it is real.

That person must have not only come after me, but also the Celestial Clan. I wonder how many of them will think that protecting Celestial City is no longer meaningful."

“Crisis is crisis, and in every crisis lies opportunity.”

There was no confusion or heaviness between the lines, but instead a sense of relief.

The main business was already said on the first page of the letter.

The tone he used later was no longer like Dong Changtian's, as he talked about the ordinary things that had happened over the years.

"When you first left, everyone was so panicked."

"My sister-in-law said it's okay, you will come back, and she changed the name of the town because she was worried that you wouldn't be able to find the place when you come back.

"Actually, I was panicking too. I'd been farming for half my life, and now the village had suddenly become a town with tens of thousands of people. How could I possibly manage it all? But every time I thought about how you'd even given me the magic sword, I couldn't let you down when you came back.

"I started learning to write and read. Fortunately, Dong Lian and Dong Yi are very good. My two children have loved to follow you since they were young, and imitate your way of speaking and doing things. It seems that they have learned quite well. The mark of our ghostwriter was set by Dong Lian.

Later, they both passed away, and our Dawang Village became Mocheng.

The city has grown, and I've gotten older, so I've been bored, so I started practicing swordplay with the stick you gave me. I never thought I'd have quite a talent for swordplay."

Later, I learned a method of using the sword. I could kill anyone within a short distance of me with the sword. It turns out that Brother Li, you had already seen that I had the talent for this.

Unfortunately, I got older and could hardly use my sword moves. I always wanted to wait for you to come back and show you, but unfortunately you never remembered me.

Now that I can leave my strength in a foreign land, it’s not a regret. If I really have to say a regret, it’s that I didn’t get to drink at your and sister-in-law’s wedding.

Now it's your turn to wait for me, right?"

Seeing the crooked words "Erniu" on the signature, Li Mo suddenly burst out laughing.

The first time he taught Erniu to write, he wrote his name on the field.

A night of snow did not stop the sun from rising.

Li Mo put away the letter and walked into the pure white streets of Mo City illuminated by the morning light, where people were coming and going.

He acted as if he had not seen the letter and bought breakfast as usual, steamed dumplings, xiaolongbao and clay pot soup, and also ordered the chili and vinegar that Bingtuozi liked.

When they returned to the courtyard, Ying Bing had just gotten up. Two stubborn tufts of hair stood up from her messy black hair. It seemed that because it was Li Mo who came in, she did not force herself to turn on the phone.

"You slept so soundly, did you know I would come back?"

Student Xiao Li seemed to be lost in thought.

If he really wants to leave, will Bingtuozi wait for his breakfast obediently in bed?

No wonder I didn’t say anything last night, it turns out I was just acting him.

Just as he was thinking about it, a snow-white foot poked out from under the quilt. Li Mo raised his eyes and met her clear gaze.

Oh, socks.

Li Mo went to get a pair of socks and put them on her.

Ying Bing: “?”

"What's wrong?" Li Mo coughed lightly and realized that his movements were too smooth.

Ying Bing narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Did you remember something?"

"Ah? I want vinegar and chili too. I have a good memory." Li Mo looked confused.

As he said that, he put breakfast on the table.

Ying Bing ate a spicy vinegar steamed dumpling, biting his chopsticks and asked, "Why are you back? Aren't you going to join the Celestial Clan army to the foreign land?"

"I was going to go, but that old guy, Lao Dong, was too fast and I couldn't catch up with him."

Li Mo shook his head and said, "Plus, the Celestial Clan treated me as an undercover agent, so they let me come back. Oh, and Old Dong also left me a letter."

"What did the letter say to get you to stay here peacefully?"

“It’s a bit much.”

Ying Bing pursed her lips: "Then please make it short and concise."

Li Mo solemnly handed her a steamed bun and said, "He wants to drink at our wedding."

"......"

Ying Bing's cheeks twitched slightly, and she always felt that there was something more about classmate Li today.

His eyes were still clear, but not as dull as before.

Otherwise, how could you know how to extract the essence? To make a long story short.

When I was putting on my stockings just now, my hands had their own ideas. A true technician will use certain techniques even unconsciously...

Nine out of ten things are wrong.

Ying Bing lowered her eyes, observing him from the corner of her eyes, and said casually, "I stood for a long time yesterday, and I'm a little tired. Please rub my skin for me."

Her voice was very soft, but Technician Xiao Li felt like he was struck by lightning.

After a moment, he finally revealed the fact that he had already recalled the past.

The snow-white little feet are placed in your arms, and classmate Li is a person who can't control his hands.

Which cadre can withstand such a test?

Well, this is called the professional quality of a technician, this is called loving what you do.

After Li Mo was exposed, Bingtuozi's dark eyes made his scalp numb. After a moment, he said seriously:

"Old Dong has bought a lot of time for Mocheng, I have to make use of this time."

"Ask any questions you have."

"I am still observing the nine orifices of the spirit, and the shapes in the small world are becoming more and more, but the inner scene seems to be as far away as before. Why is this?"