Chapter 205 Mozi Village

The old-style wooden houses in Mozi Village were not soundproof at all. Rong Anzhou, who had gone back and forth five times and heard the two people talking through the door, finally lost his patience. He kicked the door open, yelled, "Get up and eat, no one will serve you two," and left.

Jiang Wu spoke to his back, "The people who served me before had to be fourth-rank officials, and he couldn't even get into college."

Han Zhong couldn't help laughing, but if he really laughed, it would be too unfair to his brother who had risked his life to come all the way to save him, so he tried to resolve the conflict between the two, "He is the only brother in the whole family who has the best relationship with me."

"I know." Jiang Wu's face was expressionless.

"Then why do you always dislike him?"

Han Zhong has always been a little confused about this matter. A long time ago, Jiang Wu mistakenly thought that he had a bad relationship with his family and regarded Rong Anzhou as a spy sent by his father, so he was dissatisfied with Rong Anzhou. But later he explained it, but Jiang Wu still didn't like Rong Anzhou, which made him very confused. Obviously, Jiang Wu's personality should not care much about others, why is he so prejudiced against Rong Anzhou?

Jiang Wuzheng was sitting on the edge of the bed letting Han Zhong comb his hair. He didn't say anything for a while when he heard this.

Since his back was facing Han Zhong, Han Zhong couldn't see his expression clearly. Just as he was about to lean over to see, he heard him whisper, "You don't need a brother."

Han Zhong was stunned. "What?"

Jiang Wu turned his back to him and spoke calmly, "You have parents who love you in this life, so why do you still need a brother? He also wants to live in your house, use my cup, and eat my wontons..."

"Wait, wait." Han Zhong interrupted his mumbling with a look of confusion, "He only comes occasionally, and he doesn't know that it is your cup. He doesn't use it either. I let him eat the wontons. Aunt Bai packed a lot of them and put them in the refrigerator. They were all for you. He didn't mean it. He doesn't know you care about this."

Jiang Wubu spoke, and Han Zhong thought he understood, but then he heard a low voice, "You are mine."

Han Zhong paused in his action of combing his hair, and a strand of glaring white hair just slipped out from between the teeth of the comb. Jiang Wu turned around and looked at him. The strand of white hair hung beside his calm and handsome cheek, making his amber eyes look as clear as snow.

"You are mine."

He repeated it as if stating a common knowledge, but Han Zhong was shocked by the persistence and determination in those eyes. He suddenly realized that Yan Zhong in his previous life had nothing but Jiang Wu, but he had everything in this life. Jiang Wu seemed not to care, but he was actually afraid subconsciously, afraid that he would no longer care about him like Yan Zhong in his previous life, and that he would no longer be able to live without him.

Perhaps Jiang Wu cared no less than he did, or even more.

Han suppressed his surging emotions and his quickened heartbeat, and replied with a smile, "Yes, yours."

Although it is named Mozi, the village has a small population, with only about 500 households in total. The young and strong people have gone to other cities to work, and the rest are elderly people and children.

More than 500 houses are located ten kilometers away from Mozi Mountain. A winding river runs through the ancient village, surrounded by farmland. Further away is green grassland full of colorful wild flowers.

At the end of the field of vision is Mount Mozi, which is surrounded by mountains. The sky is clearly cloudless, but there is still a large layer of clouds over Mount Mozi. It could be rain, snow, or a cloudy day.

The people in this village have long been accustomed to it, but they will subconsciously look towards the mountain, and then not surprisingly see that the layer of clouds is still there, unchanged for a thousand years.

The program crew stayed at the home of the village committee secretary Wei Changxian. Although he was a native of Mozi, he was one of the people who moved to the city. He later took the initiative to move back to Mozi Village. He has been here for ten years, serving as a bridge of communication between the village and the outside world.

After the two of them had a quick meal, Han Zhong went to talk to Yao Ping. Jiang Wu strolled to the village entrance and saw Ji Ruoxuan and others who were being followed by a photographer with a mobile phone. They were being led by Wei Changhan to look at something in the farmland.

He Yunxing was standing alone on the edge of the field, looking at the scenery. When he turned around, he saw him, with a strange and awkward expression on his face, "...Here you are."

Jiang Wu walked towards them and found Ji Ruoxuan and the others were looking for crabs on the ground. Seeing him coming, Ji Ruoxuan grabbed a crab in one hand and waved at him happily, "Brother Jiang! Come and catch some crabs!"

Yang Chen waved his hands quickly, "No, no, we have almost enough materials!"

He knew that Jiang Wu was not in good health. If he got hurt again, President Han would hold him accountable, and they would not be able to take the responsibility.

Jiang Wu originally had no intention of going down to catch crabs, so he asked Ji Ruoxuan, "How many have you caught?"

Ji Ruoxuan pointed to a bucket not far away, "Over there, look for yourself!"

Jiang Wu opened the bucket and took a look. There were twenty or thirty fist-sized river crabs crawling around with their claws and teeth bared. If it was for a family of three, it could be considered a dish, but it was obviously not enough for the entire program crew.

But they were obviously not there to eat, they were just there for fun, because after playing for a while they went to the stream in front to catch fish.

Jiang Wu listened to their laughter and looked up at the Mozi Mountain shrouded by clouds in the distance.

He Yunxing looked at his calm profile and followed his line of sight. "Are you feeling okay?"

“Not very good.”

"You're really an interesting person." He Yunxing's embarrassment disappeared and he smiled calmly, "Are all you cultivators like this?"

"I am not from the Taoist sect."

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand. I apologize if I was offensive."

Jiang Wu glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

He Yunxing raised his head and touched his nose, then asked as nonchalantly as he could, "How did you... get to know President Han?"

"He is the person I'm looking for." Jiang Wu said.

This answer was obviously not what He Yunxing expected. He tried to analyze and guess, "Have you known each other for a long time?"

"Um."

"All right."

First love is indeed unforgettable. He felt more at ease. "The way down the mountain will be accessible the day after tomorrow. The director said we should just record it here."

Jiang Wu hummed, and He Yunxing could tell that he was absent-minded, so he asked, "Do you know what's in that mountain?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask more was why Jiang Wu was in that mountain. Originally, they all thought that Jiang Wu was hiding there to escape pursuit, but they had already witnessed Jiang Wu's extraordinary abilities, so they naturally would not think that he was just trying to escape for his life, not to mention that he had Han Zhong behind him, so he didn't need to be wary of the Qin family at all, so what he said that day about looking for something was true.

Just as he finished asking, he heard Guan Qi yelling, "Don't scare the kid to tears!"

The two turned their heads and found a little girl standing by the stream. She was about one meter tall and wearing a white dress. Ji Ruoxuan was squatting in front of her and talking, while Guan Qi was holding his arm and saying something.

The girl said nothing, but suddenly turned her head to look at the ridge of the field and met Jiang Wu's eyes from a distance.

Jiang Wu was stunned. The girl's eyes were light amber.

While he was stunned, the girl had already left on her own. Ji Ruoxuan wanted to send her home, but when he saw a woman coming from a distance and picking up the girl, he had to give up.

"You're a stranger, be careful that people might mistake you for a trafficker." Guan Qi frowned and reminded.

Ji Ruoxuan curled her lips, "I thought she looked pitiful, alone, without even shoes on. I thought she was lost, so I just wanted to send her home."

Guan Qi snorted coldly, "It's such a small village, where can you throw it to?"

Ji Ruoxuan stopped talking and trotted over to Jiang Wu. The cameramen also followed him professionally with their phones raised. When the camera was about to hit Jiang Wu, they paused and then consciously moved a little away.

On another small road, Cheng Ye also came over with Bi Yan. When the old man saw Jiang Wu, he nodded politely. Jiang Wu nodded back without saying anything.

Cheng Ye, however, stayed beside him and hesitated for a long time before asking calmly, "You've been looking for a long time. Have you figured out anything?"

As soon as he said this, Ji Ruoxuan and others immediately looked at Jiang Wu with shining eyes.

Jiang Wu did not answer this question. Instead, he looked at Ji Ruoxuan and asked, "What was the name of that girl just now?"

Ji Ruoxuan was stunned. "I don't know. I didn't ask."

Everyone knew that Jiang Wubu would not ask about meaningless things, so Guan Qi immediately followed up, "Most people in this village have the surname Jiang, and the girl's family just called her Yueyue."

Jiang Wuwei raised his eyebrows.

In his eyes, those clouds above the Mozi Mountain were not clouds, but the chaotic and surging fortune and the overwhelming evil spirit after more than a thousand years of fighting. When the weather was clear, the fortune prevailed, and when it was raining or snowing, the evil spirit took the lead. The reason for this phenomenon was that someone had set up a large formation on the mountain, and the person who set up the formation was obviously in this village.

The only people who can use good luck to trap evil spirits are the Siming clan.