Start from breaking the limits of the human body

Chapter 231 [Uncle Wu, you are so kind to me]

"Hey, little Sangmen star, get out quickly, is this the place you can come to?"

When Wu Dao entered the restaurant, Xiao Er was slightly surprised by his majestic physique, but Mo Chen who followed behind made Xiao Er frown and waved away.

"Niu Er, what are you doing, my uncle and Uncle Wu are here, be careful when my uncle beats you!"

Facing Xiaoer, the dog's eyes were very low.

Mo Chen showed his previous vigor in the battle of words again, and followed Wu Dao, pretending to be a fox pretending to be a tiger.

"Hey, what a bastard yawned, it's so big... OK, Niu Er, I'll serve this young master just once."

Niu Er instinctively wanted to retort.

But after Wu Dao glanced at him indifferently with his black eyes, he held back and went back to tidy up the tables, chairs and benches after only a few words of yin and yang to Mo Chen.

Apparently he's just a philistine.

"This master doesn't know what to eat. Although our small shop is simple, the cooking skills are first-class."

Seeing Wu Dao's extraordinary temperament and unfamiliar face, the fat shopkeeper behind the counter immediately thought of the group of "fat sheep" who came to Longmen Town today, his small eyes lit up, and he hurriedly came out with a smile.

"A pot of tea."

Wu Dao took out a half-foot gold leaf from his bosom and threw it into the fat shopkeeper's hand, ordered a pot of tea, and then said to Mo Chen, "Just order whatever you want."

"Hey, grandpa, you are my dear grandpa!"

The fat shopkeeper wiped his eyes, and bit the gold leaf in his hand again. The familiar taste he hadn't tasted for many years immediately brought tears to his eyes, and he almost knelt down to Wu Dao.

"Uncle Wu...you can't take this much!"

Mo Chen looked at the gold leaf and his heart was bleeding, it was so big and thick, it would be no problem to buy it from this small shop, just eat a meal?

It's too arrogant!

If Wu Dao hadn't been too domineering and indifferent, and had a bad temper with him, he would have recognized his uncle on the spot.

"ASAP."

Wu Dao waved his hand lightly.

Don't take it seriously.

Great outsiders.

It is not an exaggeration at all to say that gold and silver can be easily pinched, and that gold and silver are like dung.

"Hey, Master Mo wants to eat something, as long as it is available in a small shop, just ask."

He got such a huge windfall for no reason.

The fat shopkeeper was in a good mood, seeing that Mo Chen wasn't so obtrusive anymore, he asked politely.

'It's true that money can make ghosts turn millstones. '

Mo Chen slandered in his heart, usually he would be coldly greeted by the shopkeeper when he passed by, how could he have such a good attitude at this moment.

But then.

He was no longer polite, and ordered all the signature dishes in the store, as if he wanted Wu Dao to eat some money back.

"Hey, you boy!"

Seeing that Mo Chen had ordered so many dishes, the fat shopkeeper couldn't help laughing and cursing, but he didn't care, and turned around cheerfully to order the kitchen.

After a while.

The tea is served first.

Wu Dao poured a glass, took a sip, and seeing Mo Chen swallow dryly, he couldn't help laughing and said:

"Drink as much as you want, and if I am satisfied afterwards, there will be a reward."

He can see it.

Mo Chen has a temper that is fierce on the outside and warm on the inside.

Outward arrogance does not suffer.

It's just a layer of self-protection cultivated in the strange eyes of others.

after all.

I have been an "orphan" since I was a child.

If you are a weak character who is submissive and suffers in silence, you may be bullied a lot.

this kind of people.

Self-esteem is often much stronger than normal people.

Give favors for nothing.

On the contrary, they will think that others look down on him and pity him, which is counterproductive, and even think that you have ulterior motives, which is not conducive to continuing the routine.

Point out is the reward.

That's different.

"Hey, thank you Uncle Wu."

really.

As soon as Wu Dao spoke, Mo Chen grinned, and his restraint and vigilance became much less.

After drinking several cups of tea in a row.

Mo Chen also breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask Wu Dao where he was going next.

Wu Dao put down his teacup, looked at the passing children making faces at Mo Chen, and asked casually, "Aren't your ancestors from Longmen Town?"

"ah?"

Mo Chen was taken aback by Wu Dao's nonsensical question, then saw the kid making faces on the street, his eyes dimmed, he smiled wryly and shook his head:

"Uncle Wu has good eyesight, the Mo family is indeed not from Longmen Town."

It seems to have looked away.

Or maybe it's no secret.

Taking advantage of the gap between serving dishes.

Mo Chen briefly talked about why he was so unpopular in Longmen Town.

Mo family.

He is indeed not a native of Longmen Town.

eighteen years ago.

As wealthy businessmen, Mo's father and Mo's mother moved into Longmen Town with their family and their only son, Mo Chen, who had just turned one year old.

Also from that time.

Mo Chen's reputation as a dead star began to gradually spread in Longmen Town.

Both parents died at the age of four.

The family business plummeted.

The five-year-old elder also died cleanly due to various accidents.

Completely useless.

Ten-year-old's only grandma also left.

Only the lonely Mo Chen was left struggling to survive in this small town.

If it weren't for some elders who were cold outside and hot inside to help him occasionally, maybe he would have starved to death in a certain cold winter.

but.

Although people survived tenaciously.

The reputation of being a mourner is completely indelible.

From the age of ten.

Mo Chen became an orphan in various senses, and no one wanted to get close to him for fear of causing bad luck.

Under the guidance of their elders, those of the same age who are sensible just shy away in the cold, while those who are not sensible just make fun of him with cynicism.

Between eight years.

From the initial low self-esteem and cowardice, self-doubt.

Mo Chen also gradually got used to loneliness and the malice of the outside world, and was not overwhelmed by suffering. His mind gradually matured and he learned to be self-reliant and self-reliant, and he also understood that blindly forbearance will only make others worse.

all kinds.

Only then did the Mo Chen that Wu Dao saw today.

"good."

After Wu Dao finished listening, he nodded slightly and said:

"In such adversity and suffering, you can still know the strength of the grass and bloom the brilliance of life tenaciously. For this alone, many people are not as good as you."

"Hey, crying is a lifetime, laughing is also a lifetime, I just want to make myself more comfortable."

Mo Chen smiled cheerfully, as if this was the first time he had confided in his 'tragic' fate, and after speaking frankly, his whole spirit became much brighter.

Both parents died at the age of four.

Ten-year-old grandma passed away.

Eighteen years old coincides with the peak weather luck in Longni Cave.

It seems...

This is merging memory.

Imitate the major turning point in life and destiny of the predecessor?

Completely become the new Mo Chen.

Regardless of whether they are fully compatible with each other.

And then plunder the biggest luck cake in Longni Dongtian with the order of the supreme venerable?

really...

There is enough to calculate.

Information revealed from Mo Chen's words.

Wu Dao vaguely guessed the various calculations behind his life trajectory, and looked at Mo Chen with some amusement for a while.

Nineteen years of life.

Everything is arranged and calculated by others, and it may even be the same in later life.

more importantly.

Even the concept of self is obtained by plundering the fate of others, and has never really lived for oneself.

If you know these things...

I don't know what mood this Mo Chen will be in.

presumably.

It must be interesting.

but.

Wu Dao was not going to tell Mo Chen these things.

Based on the importance those planners attached to Mo Chen, every word and deed, anyone who came into contact with him would probably investigate clearly.

Whenever he revealed the details of Fulong Village.

Definitely revealing the ego afterwards.

So.

The white-eyed wolf story he told before was only plausible.

For a moment of refreshment.

Provoking endless troubles in the future.

It's really not worth it.

Compared with the little fun that can't be on the stage.

He prefers to tear off the enemy's neck with his own hands, take off the enemy's head, and listen to the beautiful notes from the trembling soul at the moment of desperate struggle.

That's the real treat!

...

The shop is small.

But the cook is good and the food is served very quickly.

Wu Dao chatted with Mo Chen for a while.

A variety of delicious dishes were put on the dining table.

Gudong~

Perhaps it's been a long time since I've seen such a rich meat, and I'm really hungry, Mo Chen couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva while talking.

"Eat, I'm not hungry, it's all yours."

Wu Dao didn't move his chopsticks, but just poured another cup of tea, said something lightly, his eyes looked a bit like watching a hungry lamb in the pen.

"Uncle Wu, you are so kind to me."

Mo Chen's nose was sour, his heart was warm, and his voice was a little choked up.

Feeling the coldness of human feelings all the year round, suffering from suffering and devastation, peeling off the strong appearance, it is just a soft heart that is easy to touch.

Suddenly someone was so nice to him.

Even a stranger.

Even knowing that this kindness was just random, purposeful, and not even pity, it still moved him a little.

"Nice guy? Maybe."

Wu Dao raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, noncommittal to Mo Chen's words that he was a good person.

A mere meal.

Just say he's a good guy.

From then on, I will give you my heart and soul.

Don't you want to be grateful.

but.

Plant this karma today.

Maybe it will have a big effect in the future?

thin ~

"Uncle Wu, don't you really want to try it? The fish ball noodles in this small shop are the best in Longmen, not fishy at all, but delicious."

Mo Chen slurped the pasta in the bowl, as if he was really hungry, his mouth was full, he raised his head and asked another question.

Wu Dao shook his head.

He is used to eating 'delicacy from mountains and seas', and now he has little interest in human delicacies.

"Hey, then I'll be impolite, there's a lot of noise, Uncle Wu forgive me."

Seeing that Wu Dao really had no appetite, Mo Chen stopped persuading him and opened his belly, swallowing noodles and meat.

He was really starving.

There is a little ancestor rice bucket in the family.

He can only eat half full on weekdays, and he has almost run out of food these days. He was so hungry that his eyes stared out on the street before.

If it weren't for the few cups of tea hanging just now, he would have passed out from hunger on the street long ago.

Also for this reason.

The meaning of this meal is really extraordinary in his heart.

If not.

With his cautious and shrewd character since childhood.

It is impossible to reveal the truth to a stranger so easily.

certainly.

What he didn't know was.

If it's really at the end of the mountain.

Even without Wu Dao.

There will also be various people in the small town who will lend a helping hand to him for various reasons, reap his gratitude, and climb karma with his unlimited future.

After half a bowl of noodles.

Mo Chen's face finally became more rosy, and he also slowed down his eating speed. The hand holding the vegetables paused slightly, and asked embarrassingly:

"That Uncle Wu... Can you bring back the leftover dishes?"

"what ever."

Wu Dao replied casually, thinking of something, his eyes flickered and said: "I heard before that there are other people in your family?"

The real name of the predecessor's luck was taken away.

The so-called childhood sweethearts involved with him need not think about it, and they know that they are the sons of ZTE, the powerful forces of all parties.

Inevitably in various ways.

Arranged again into the life of the newborn "Son of Destiny", one person attains enlightenment and ascends to heaven.

The one in Mo Chen's family.

Maybe it will be one of them.

If it's not like Mo Chen who doesn't know anything about his own origin.

As Shenhuang's 'dying person'.

Ask them individually about their specific heels.

It is estimated that something will be gained.

pity……

"Well, there is indeed a Tong Yang... No, stinky maid!"

Mo Chen gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

"Her name is Yaya, I don't know her surname, she was a baby my grandmother picked up from outside when I was five years old, and she said she raised her to be my maid.

When grandma was alive.

Yaya is still very well-behaved, obedient, docile and sensible.

Grandma is not behind.

She exposed her bad character of being lazy and troublesome, and she quarreled with me every day, stealing other people's meat outside to cause trouble.

I originally wanted to drive her away.

But before she died, grandma said that Yaya's ancestors had been kind to our family, and asked me to take good care of Yaya no matter what, and not let her suffer any grievances.

So I can only endure it.

Also since then.

Ya Ya, who was originally a servant girl, has become the master, but I have become a carefully served slave.

Uncle Wu, you don't know.

Don't look at that white-haired stinky kid.

The amount of food is like a reincarnation of a starved ghost, no matter how much I eat, I can't get enough to eat. Most of the reasons why I am so miserable are..."

Speaking of teeth.

Mo Chen was so angry that his teeth itched, and he kept pouring out the bitter water, obviously suffering for a long time.

Tooth...

Five years old, baby.

Wu Dao was slightly disappointed when he heard this strange name and its origin, because the information of those people in the dream did not match.

But I don't know why.

While listening to Mo Chen telling all kinds of bad deeds of Ya Ya.

In Wu Dao's heart.

There is a touch of intimacy for no reason.

This inexplicable mutual attraction.

It was exactly the same as when I saw the sea character in the inn's signboard "Fuman Sihai" at the entrance of Shenglong Street.

And much stronger.