The son is also bringing the creditor to the door today

"I don't know." Chi Mo smiled gently: "Some people say that the girl followed the scent of lavender to find the young man, while others said that the girl also disappeared in a purple cloud."

The little guy lowered his head in frustration, his eyes were full of sadness.

"So, the flower language of lavender is to wait for love, and some people say it is to wait for hopeless love. As long as you breathe hard, you can see miracles, so don't be sad, at least there are still miracles." Chi Mo gently comforted the little guy.

Blinking his big eyes every day, he seemed to muster up his courage again.

"Daddy, buy that slave!"

Chi Mo shook his head firmly.

"Daddy, I'm going to make a big move." The little guy looked serious.

Chi Mo's eyes were full of confusion, what?

The little guy broke away from Chi Mo's hand violently, ran to the slave area, hugged a slave's thigh suddenly, and burst into tears: "Dad!"

A shadow flitted across Chi Mo's heart, and its area could no longer be calculated.

The businessman also stared at this scene dumbfounded. He encountered many strange things along the way, and this was the first time he saw a child being so cheating.

"Tiantian." Chi Mo took a deep breath, stepped over, and the slave holding his thigh raised his head every day, and looked at Chi Mo.

The amber eyes were full of melancholy, and it seemed that tears would overflow in the next moment.

The slave pushed Tian Tian away, bowed his head timidly, and the slave guard squeezed over. Without a word, he lashed the slave with a horsewhip so hard that blood was seen on the whip.

"What are you singing, is it because you don't live enough?"

Holding the slave's thigh every day, the whip almost hit the little guy. The slave turned his side slightly so that the little guy wasn't involved. The blood splashed on Tian Tian's tender forehead all at once. The little guy turned his head to look at Chi Mo, and started Drop the golden peas.

Seeing that the horsewhip was about to be raised again, Chi Mo stepped forward and grabbed the horsewhip to stop the opponent's movement, and hugged Tian Tian helplessly, wiping away the little guy's tears.

"Let's go." Chi Mo reluctantly led Tian Tian out of the tent again.

The slave raised his head and looked at the backs of one big and one small away. He didn't turn his head until the tent door covered their backs, and the last look in his eyes disappeared.

What are you still hoping for?What are you looking forward to?

The manager who betrayed him, the useless ability, the companion who died in the mine, and the slop every day, why are they still alive?

Scenes from eight years ago, like a movie, quickly flashed before my eyes.

"Hello, I'm a new neighbor. I'm on the left. This is a meeting ceremony. Please take care of me in the future."

"Hey, brother, lemon cake, I'm afraid this is your fan!"

"I hate these people the most. If they interfere with my life, can't they give me some privacy? Take the cake away, it's sweet and greasy, I won't eat it."

"Come on, bro, just take a bite, the rest is mine."

"Really, it's delicious..."

"Oh, brother, save some for me."

"Oh? Brother, why did you buy a telescope?"

"I want to let these people have a taste of being monitored in their private lives!"

"Brother, why do you have a nosebleed! Come on, tissue!"

"What to do, brother, that person doesn't seem to be your fan, and there are no posters of you in the bedroom. I added him on WeChat Penguin, and I haven't seen any news about you."

"Go and pour the dog food for Mini, don't move the binoculars, do you hear me?"

"Brother, you asked me to check and I found it. It said that you can use pets to increase the intimacy with neighbors first, and then you can take the initiative to visit or something. Please ask neighbors to help you raise pets for a while..."

"I'm sorry, do you remember me? My name is Ling Ge, and I'm your neighbor. When you first moved here, you gave me a delicious lemon cake..."

Everything is like a bubble, so beautiful that it is unreal, with a light touch, it will all vanish into thin air.

"What the hell!" The man on the opposite side raised his horsewhip and whipped his numb body hard, "How dare you use supernatural powers to confuse others, are you getting impatient? Ah!"

The slave lowered his head numbly, watching the whip hit his body again and again, with flesh and blood, it seemed that the pain was no longer there.

"Stop!" The originally gentle voice was a little anxious: "I want to buy him."

Looking up in disbelief, he came back with that little boy, holding a large amount of cards in his hand. Did he just go out to change the cards? Will he spend a lot of money on him?

"Want to buy?" The businessman hurried over, pointing at the slave with a smile: "This slave has supernatural powers, so the price should be higher."

"How much?" Chi Mo had already expected this person's traits as a profiteer.

"Other slaves have one or two hundred points, but this slave has the ability of sound. Singing can soothe people's mood, and sometimes words can make people more trustworthy. If this is used well, it is a great ability. .” The businessman tried his best to sell.

"How did you beat him like this?" Chi Mo frowned, and after only going out for a short while, this man was beaten like this, with bruises all over his body, and blood was bleeding all the time.

"Don't worry, this slave's life is cheap, he won't die." The businessman glared at the man with the whip.

"This supernatural ability is like a demon to confuse the crowd. If the master is confused instead, then there is a problem." The old man came over to negotiate with the merchant, "Look, we still need to spend some points to deal with it like this." Buy medicine!"

"Why not, I'll give you a [-]% discount. The original price is [-] points, but now it's only [-] points. How about it?" The merchant squeezed the slave's mouth open, revealing the articulate teeth inside.

"If you are afraid that he will talk nonsense and affect your judgment, we cut off his tongue and sprinkled it with medicine so that he can't die, and then let you take it back?"

Chi Mo tilted his head slightly, seven hundred points is more expensive than two tons of coal, but it is worth buying a life, "Just seven hundred points."

"Do you want to cut out your tongue?" The businessman smiled and offered after-sales service.

"No." Chi Mo frowned, and handed the card to the businessman.

The businessman nodded to the man with the whip. The man untied the slave's chains and handed over the key to the handcuffs to Chi Mo.

"Quick, this is your future master!" The horsewhip man kicked the slave, and the slave knelt in front of Chi Mo, bowing his head to kiss the upper of the master's shoe according to the rules.

Chi Mo quickly took two steps back, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"You take this dog chain." The horsewhip man handed the chain around the slave's neck to Chi Mo.

Chi Mo took the iron chain, and the slave stood up, not daring to look at Chi Mo, and lowered his head deeply.

Chi Mo exchanged a thousand points, used [-] points, and had [-] points left, so he asked the old man to lead the slave to buy some daily necessities and food, two sets of clothes, and some medicines for trauma.

After leaving the merchant team, Chi Mo immediately took out the key, unlocked Ling Ge's handcuffs, and handed him all the things he had just bought.

"You and I have known each other once. It was my fault that I purposely lived next door to your house. Now it is considered as repaying the debt from that year, and you and I owe nothing." Chi Mo looked at the once delicate and elegant man, changed It is also somewhat mixed feeling to become what it is today.

After handing over the things to Ling Ge, Chi Mo led Tian Tian and the old man back to the farm. Ling Ge stared blankly at the things in his hands, and at the backs of one big and one small, and followed them as if disobedient.

Looking back every day, Chi Mo noticed that Ling Ge was following, so he speeded up.

Ling Ge's body was not lightly injured, and his whole body was extremely heavy, but his heart was raised high, he had never been so light, and there was only one thought in his mind: keep up with him.

Until the gate of the farm, Ling Ge still followed, staggering steps, the wound clotted with blood, slipping down from time to time, and then blood bleed out, mixed with dust, turning black and red.

Chi Mo and the old man stopped, watching helplessly as Ling Ge finally lost his strength and fell to the ground, but still raised his head and crawled in the direction of Chi Mo and Tiantian.

"If you leave him alone, you will never survive." The old man couldn't bear it, "Why don't you heal his wounds and let him go?"

Chi Mo looked up, and there was a pitch-black crow standing on the electric pole beside the farm, staring at the man crawling desperately below, as if waiting for an opportunity, to coax him down and eat his flesh and blood.

Chi Mo sighed, and had no choice but to carry Ling Ge home with the old man.

Ling Ge had a lot of wounds all over his body, large and small, new and old, and there were hundreds of them. It took Chi Mo all night to treat the wounds alone, and he wrapped the person into a dumpling, unable to move.

Ling Ge's injury was secondary. The point was that this person seemed to have been brainwashed, calling Chi Mo the "master" and Tian Tian the "little master". Chi Mo changed it several times but did not change.

He lived a prosperous winter, and Ling Ge did almost all the work at home. He did a great job, and it was completely impossible to tell that this person was a film king before, not a servant.

Every day sticks to Ling Ge to play games, Ling Ge responds to every request, teaching painting, singing, and acting to Tian Tian.

If he hadn't seen Ling Ge teach Tiantian to practice his facial expressions in front of the mirror and set up a corner wall, Chi Mo would have almost forgotten that Tiantian's ideal is to become an actor.

With Chi Mo's acquiescence, Ling Ge taught more and more every day, practicing speaking intonation, experiencing performances, practicing without real objects...

Ling Ge is from a major, and has solid basic skills. He is also handy in teaching Tiantian. Tiantian respects Ling Ge very much, and Ling Ge also teaches the little guy everything he can.

Seeing the warmth of spring and the blossoming of flowers, Ling Ge recovered from his old wounds after a winter, so Chi Mo found a sturdy backpack and stuffed things into it.

"Master?" Seeing that Chi Mo seemed to be looking for something, Ling Ge immediately came over and asked, "Master, what do you need?"

Chi Mo took the dry food made by the old man, lowered his head and wrapped it in a plastic bag: "It's okay, you go to work."

Ling Ge looked at the big backpack on the bed and stood there, motionless, his hands and feet were cold.

Chi Mo filled the backpack one by one, zipped it up at last, and handed the backpack to Ling Ge.

"Now your injury is healed, just leave, I am not your master, I have no right to imprison anyone." Chi Mo looked at Ling Ge gently, "Go where you want to go, you shouldn't stay here , costing your life."

"Master, did I do something wrong?" Ling Ge held the big backpack and looked at Chi Mo helplessly: "Don't drive me away, please."