In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

Zhang Tie whispered a few words to Lu Yuan and asked him to follow quietly. Several people followed the edge of the valley and came to a slightly smaller wooden house.

After entering, several people didn't even dare to light the lamp. With the moonlight, Zhang Tie began to apply medicine to Lu Yuan, while Han Li lay in front of the window to watch.

"Hurry up, Mr. Mo has stood up and is walking around the room. He may come out at any time." Han Li whispered.

"I know, I know." Zhang Tie looked anxious. Although his chest was beating loudly, he was still very afraid of Doctor Mo.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Han, please excuse me."

"Little things, small things." Zhang Tie forced out a silly smile.

Lu Yuan sighed in his heart, Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie, don't blame me.

Lu Yuan sideways glanced at Han Li next to him. He was paying close attention to Doctor Mo's movements, and from time to time urged the two of them to hurry up.

Black boy, you're the one who's in a hurry, right?

Lu Yuan scanned the room under the moonlight and finally found a dark clay pot by the wall. He secretly carefully pushed the pot with his feet and slowly pushed it next to Han Li.

You are the one being fooled!

"It's wrapped." Zhang Tie breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Lu, please go back quickly." Han Li looked anxious.

"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded, hoping that Han Li would move around quickly.

Sure enough, Han Li hurriedly opened the door without paying attention to his steps.

"Crack!" The sound of the clay pot breaking was so harsh in this silent night.

The three of them were stunned, staring at each other.

"No, I'll run away first." Lu Yuan said loudly.

"Shh! Don't make a sound!" As a son of luck, Han Li was naturally extremely clever. He was the first to react and covered Lu Yuan's mouth, but it was too late.

"Bang!" The wooden door was blown open by a strong gust of wind.

"Who's in there, come out!" The voice was cold and without a trace of doubt.

Outside the door, a tall and thin figure stood strangely in the yard, exuding an intrusive aura.

Doctor Mo!

Lu Yuan took a sneak peek.

Zhang Tie and Zhang Tie were so frightened that they dared not breathe, let alone speak out, and even forgot to say hello.

"Come to the lobby and see me!" Seeing that it was Lu Yuan and the others, most of Mo Juren's permeating aura dissipated.

Han Li and the other two were helpless. Although they were afraid, they did not dare to disobey Doctor Mo and followed behind with fearful expressions on their faces.

Lu Yuan suppressed the joy in his heart. All of this was naturally part of his plan. The next step was to find a way to attract Doctor Mo's attention.

In the spacious hall, Mo Juren was leaning on the Grand Master's chair. Under the dim oil lamp, there was no trace of blood on his already sallow face. Below, Zhang Tie was in front, Lu Yuan and Han Li were behind, both standing with their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound.

Mo Juren did not speak, but turned around with a book in his hand. His cold eyes kept scanning the three of them, especially Lu Yuan, for a long time.

cough cough.

Doctor Mo's cough broke the calm, he picked up the tea and took a sip. Then he glared sternly and said angrily: "I told you that God's Hand Valley does not allow others to enter at will. Even the top brass of Qixuan Sect must ring the bell before entering."

"You broke my rules, I don't need to tell you what kind of punishment you deserve."

"Mr. Mo, don't blame Brother Zhang and Brother Han!"

"Mr. Mo, please don't drive us away!"

"Mr. Mo, we know we were wrong!" Three voices sounded almost at the same time, but Lu Yuan's voice was the first.

In the Grand Master's chair, Mo Juren's expression changed, and he looked at Lu Yuan with a cold light in his eyes.

"You? How do you know my surname is Mo?"

Good guy, this look. Lu Yuan felt that Mo Juren opposite him seemed to have turned into a poisonous snake and locked onto him.

"A-a few days ago, we met you when we entered the school. At that time, Senior Brother Zhang called you Mr. Mo. So, I wrote it down..."

"You're quite clever." Doctor Mo stood up slowly, walked to Lu Yuan's side, and looked back and forth.

Lu Yuan was furious at being stared at, even though he deliberately caused trouble just to draw out Mo Juren. And how to face Mo Juren has been demonstrated countless times in his mind.

But when faced with this man of extraordinary intelligence and ruthless means, Lu Yuan found that he still felt guilty. I don't know how to proceed with the originally planned steps.

If he slapped this guy's brow, he would probably kill him immediately on the spot without blinking an eye.

Just when Lu Yuan didn't know what to do, his eyes accidentally saw the scroll in Doctor Mo's hand.

"Changchun Kung!" Lu Yuan's eyes narrowed, an idea came to him instantly, and he quickly stared at it intently.

Doctor Mo's current thoughts should be entirely on Changchun Gong. Starting from this aspect, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"Have you seen this book?" As expected, Doctor Mo noticed Lu Yuan's expression. He opened a page at random, put it in front of Lu Yuan, and asked coldly.

Lu Yuan glanced at it casually and saw the words Changchun Gong on it. He pretended to be honest and replied: "I just recognized the two characters above and read 'Changchun.'"

"You know a lot of words at your young age." Doctor Mo's words were still cold when he heard the word 'Changchun'.

"Well, there is a 'Lichun Courtyard' in our hometown town, so I know the word 'spring', and I just learned the word 'chang' in the past two days." Lu Yuan made nonsense.

"Haha!" Doctor Mo was stunned for a moment, then he put away the book and laughed. He didn't expect that the Immortal Scriptures, which he regarded as a treasure, would be associated with a brothel.

Perhaps he was laughing too hard, but soon Dr. Mo coughed violently again. Lu Yuan saw the opportunity and hurriedly picked up the tea from the table next to him and handed it over, acting extremely well-behaved.

Doctor Mo was very satisfied and nodded to Lu Yuan.

After a few sips of tea, Doctor Mo asked Lu Yuan his name and origin, and why he came to the Divine Hand Valley.

Lu Yuan reported the original information about his body, and finally took all the responsibility for sneaking into the Valley of God's Hands on himself, asking Doctor Mo not to blame Han Li and the others.

As for why he came to the God's Hand Valley, he also thought about explaining the reason directly to see if Dr. Yi Mo's medical skills could provide other solutions. But later, he was worried that Doctor Mo would be self-defeating if he refused to accept him because of this.

So he claimed that practicing martial arts was too hard, and he was envious of Han Li who only practiced for half a day, so he wanted to come and have a look.

"How can we achieve great things in the future if we can't endure this little hardship?" Doctor Mo laughed and scolded after hearing this.

"Uncle Li from the big kitchen can endure hardships, but he is so old and still has to chop thousands of kilograms of firewood every day." Lu Yuan replied pretending to be innocent.

This sentence made Doctor Mo choke for a moment, but he did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and nodded. Then he scolded Han Li and the two of them a little, and then told them to go back and rest.

Lu Yuan was a little disappointed. He thought that Doctor Mo would take a fancy to him and keep him by his side, but Doctor Mo didn't know what he had in mind and didn't bring it up.

After a few days, there was still no movement. Lu Yuan was a little anxious and thought about asking Han Li and the others to take him to the Divine Hand Valley to make some progress.

As a result, the two of them couldn't agree on anything, especially Han Li, who shook his head like a rattle.

Lu Yuan was so angry that he gritted his teeth. This black boy's self-protective character was probably innate. After all, Mo Juren was not ready to harm him yet, so it was impossible to affect his mind.

A few days later, Lu Yuan's performance in the eyes of the protector became worse and worse, especially since Lu Yuan always deliberately stayed close to Zhang Tie. Comparing the two, the protector responded with disapproval to Lu Yuan.