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When Mo Ye came to the Dream Realm, he was surprised that some changes had taken place in the Dream Realm, and it became quieter here.

He turned around in confusion, and only saw a few scattered people from the beginning to the end.

This is the season to take care of the dream grass seedlings. Due to the unstable mood of everyone, the number of times the nightmares entered the dream world during this period can be counted on the fingers.

Right now, if the village suffers another huge change, there will be even fewer people going to the Dream Realm.

Having said that, however, the number of people who came to the Dream Realm was too small, so small that it was strange.

Mo Ye looked left and right, and realized a possibility that surprised him: "Xiao Li, those who stayed in the old village, they didn't come to the dream world?"

Is it because the surrounding environment doesn't allow it, or they can't enter the Dream Realm?

Obviously both situations are possible, the possibility of the former situation is even greater, but there is no reason, Mo Ye clearly feels that the reason may be the latter.

The more he was afraid of the latter situation, the more he thought it was the latter.

Invisibly, a force has affected the villagers, making them unable to enter the Dream Realm.

Mo Ye didn't have time to think about what such a consequence would mean, and only heard the voice of Little Mud: "It's time to run."

These words were brief, not much different from the order that Little Muddy gave Mudfurball.

However, it's not all the same, the little mud is just concise and concise when supervising the little furball's exercise.

Usually, Little Mud and Little Fuqiu spend the most time talking and speak the most words.There is no way, Mo Ye's family only has Mo Ye and Mo Yun, and the little mud can only choose Mo Yun if he doesn't talk to Mo Ye.

Comparing the two, it is only natural that Mo Ye will always be ranked first, which is not something to be proud of.

Mo Ye quickly walked to the water area of ​​his home. He looked at the young saplings growing hard with relief. The young saplings were also very healthy today.

Then, Mo Ye turned into a fluffy little fur ball, carried the little mud on his back and started running wildly at the edge of the water.

I have to say that the little muddy likes to supervise the exercise of the little furball.It's so cool to be blowing the wind by the water so comfortably.

Many people don't like to see the terrible water environment, but Little Mud doesn't care at all.

Such a natural cool breeze, it doesn't matter if it's a bit gloomy, there's no need to worry about it.

No outsider knew about Mo Ye exercising in the dream world every night.He will not take the initiative to show off to others. After all, improving his own strength is what he should do.

At night, Mo Ye exercises his body. During the day, Mo Ye has another task, which is related to the new Mojia Village.

Since the teenager sent the news of the old Mojia Village, more than 100 people in the new Mojia Village have had to seriously consider how they want to protect their village.

The young man made it clear that the details of their departure from the village had long been known to outsiders, and they were in a very passive position.

The only consolation is that the people over there don't understand the specific situation here.

Those people can guess that they live in another place, but they can't guess so quickly that the place they are in is exactly the same Mojia Village, where there is an altar and a mountain.

If not, I am afraid that Dashan and the outsiders who have malicious intentions against Mojia Village will deal with them regardless.

For the sake of safety, in the absence of the village head, everyone has something to discuss and discuss together during this period.

The elderly, young children and their families should gather together as much as possible, and even young adults are not suitable to act rashly alone.

There are always two people in charge at the entrance of the village, one is to welcome the new villagers, and the other is to guard against outsiders who come suddenly.

Once the situation is not right, immediately ring the gong to warn everyone.

In addition, no matter how small their number is, they cannot do without the patrol of the whole village.

There are four people patrolling each time, two hours each time, corresponding to the four directions of the village's southeast, northwest, and each person is responsible for one direction.

Each person carries a wooden whistle with him, and if he encounters doubts, or urgent matters that cannot be resolved, or cannot speak for help, he should blow the whistle quickly to attract everyone's attention.

Mo Ye's name was also on the patrol team. Even though he looked like a thin boy, he still had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the village.

The rest of the people couldn't give Mo Ye too much care. There were really a lot of people missing in the village, and everyone had to take action.

However, the young people still gave the young people as much care as they could.

Mo Ye and the others are in charge of patrolling from the afternoon to the evening, when the sight is clear and relatively relaxed.The young people automatically and consciously arrange it at night, which is much harder and more difficult.

Since Mo Ye had an animal skin bag around his neck, he didn't hang the wooden whistle around his neck, but put it in his pocket.

He looked up at Mo Yun standing by the door, full of confidence: "Mother, don't worry. Let's patrol the village together, I can finish it."

Patrolling the village has nothing to do with the nightmare form or the furball form, even if it is a furball, he and everyone defeated the man who dug down the altar.

They were successful then, and they will be successful now.

As he said that, Mo Ye pointed to his animal skin pocket again: "Xiao Li is with me, we will all be careful."

These words are to reassure Mo Yun that going out with two people is safer than going out alone.

Mo Yun nodded, of course she understood that she shouldn't stop her son.

As a mother, she hopes that her son will stay by her side and watch him grow up safely.At the same time, it is precisely because she is a mother that she knows that she cannot stop her son, who can only grow up after going through trials.

The crisis at this moment is not just their family, but the entire Mo family village.

Connected to each of them.

Mo Yun warned: "Be careful."

Don't fight recklessly when you encounter a powerful enemy. Don't think that you can kill all directions with little mud.

Mo Ye pointed to the door, where a small ball of mud fuzz squatted.

During the melee, the mud balls appear out of nowhere, which is quite bizarre.Everyone was busy dealing with men at that time, so they didn't ask too many questions.After that, every family went home to pack their things and prepare to leave the village. They had no time to think about these strange things.

Fortunately, the appearance of the mud ball is the same as that of Mo Ye, and the reason for the explanation can always be imagined, phantom or other.

With Mo Ye and Mo Yun leaving the village, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, and no one paid attention to these things right now, unless someone deliberately made things difficult for Mo Ye.

Mo Ye told Mo Yun about the origin and ability of the mud ball, so that Mo Yun had a bottom line.

"Mother, the mud puppet can guard the house and the courtyard." Mo Ye said, "When you are at home, it will guard the door. If you go out, just call it, and it will follow you in hiding. The mud puppet sinks into the ground. will be noticed."

Mo Yun understood that this was her son's special care for her.

Only when Mo Yun is safe can Mo Ye go out to patrol the village with peace of mind instead of worrying about the safety of his family all the time.

Mo Ye straightened his animal skin coat, and went out with Little Mud.

He is not familiar with the new Mojia Village, but he knows the environment of the old Mojia Village well.As far as the distribution of houses is concerned, there is no difference between here and before, and Mo Ye will not get lost.

After a while, Mo Ye met three other boys who were patrolling the village.After making sure that everyone had wooden whistles, they went to the entrance of the village and asked about the situation at the entrance of the village.

Afterwards, the four teenagers each walked away in the direction they were in charge of patrolling.

The other three could no longer be seen, and Mo Ye was talking to Little Mud while walking.

Mo Ye walked for a while and took a deep breath: "Xiao Li, have you noticed that the air here is better than our village before?"

The air here is refreshing.

Little Mud replied lazily, and Mo Ye finally began to notice the difference here.

Although this new Mojia village looks almost the same as the old Mojia village, in fact, there is a huge difference between the two.

The air here is far better than before.The villagers just feel the air is fresh at this time, but they don't know how good it is.

Similarly, the villagers are still preparing for the planting of winter wheat. They have never cultivated it and will not notice the fertility of the land here.

Not only that, but the water here is still very good.

If these villagers have been living in the current Mojia Village, their bodies will be stronger, and the offspring they will give birth to in the future will become better and better from generation to generation.

They still don't realize what this new Mojia Village means to them.

Little Mud's reaction to Mo Ye's belated reaction was not surprising. Many villagers were so ignorant.

Little Fuqiu doesn't think much about it. He can grow seedlings and raise small fish in his life.

Maybe we should also add the dream fruit planting in the Dream Realm.

Little Niba believed that if a group of outsiders hadn't suddenly come to the village and broke the tranquility of Mo's Village, Little Maoqiu would have been able to live comfortably in this way until he grew old.

From youth to youth, then from youth to middle age, and finally from middle age to old age, until the end of life.

Like most of the villagers, Little Fuqiu will live an ordinary life.

However, Little Mud felt that he couldn't do it.

He had a premonition that even if he wanted to live such an ordinary life, there would be people who would not be happy for him to live such a leisurely life.

Occasionally, Little Mud thinks it's fine that he doesn't remember the past.If you can’t remember, there is no trouble. He is a light and easy little mud, a little mud that is carefully taken care of by the little fur ball.

Mo Yezai carefully observed the troubles in the area he was in charge of, never letting go of the slightest strangeness.

As time went by, the sky gradually darkened.

Mo Ye roughly calculated the time, he should go back and meet up with the other three, and make sure that everything is going as usual in all directions.

Just as Mo Ye got up to return, he suddenly felt hot in his pocket, as if something was burning.

Mo Ye was taken aback, and subconsciously took out the bag. The weather was so hot, it was definitely not a comfortable thing.

The next moment, Mo Ye looked at the strange mud bead in his hand in confusion.

The mud beads are regular in shape, round and round, and the surface is a bit hot.

Mo Ye looked and looked, confused.He left behind a clay sculpture made by his wife. He had no impression that he still had such a big clay bead.

He thought for a while and touched his pocket.

It doesn't matter if you don't touch it, Mo Ye's expression changed instantly in shock.

Mo Ye didn't care where this mud bead came from, or if the little mud bead was just rubbing a new one when he was bored.

He only cares about one thing at the moment.

His pockets were empty, and the clay sculptures that he valued so much were all gone.

Mo Ye was not only surprised, but also annoyed.

He actually lost the clay sculpture made by his wife.

Really lost all of them, not one left.

Is this mud bead made by my daughter-in-law?

Even if the daughter-in-law wants to rub clay beads, there is no need to take away another clay sculpture.

Too bad, why are the clay figures missing?

Mo Ye looked at the little mud with a guilty conscience, and then at the mud bead. It really was a hot mud bead, it was too hot to touch.

He swallowed: "Xiao Li, look at this..."

What the hell is this and where did it come from?

Tell me quickly, you know everything.Tell me quickly, you just twisted other clay sculptures into this clay bead.

In the next moment, Little Niba replied resolutely and decisively: "I don't know."

It wasn't the mud beads he rubbed, how could he admit it.

Besides, he doesn't pay much attention to those clay sculptures, they are all treasures in the eyes of the little furball.How could the little mud be bothered, this mud bead may have been written by the mountain god.

When Mo Ye heard that the mud bead had nothing to do with Little Niba, he stared at the mud bead silently distressed.

At this moment, the mud beads jumped out of Mo Ye's palm and headed towards the mountain.It jumped a few times, but when it realized that there was no movement behind Mo Ye, it jumped back twice before continuing to jump forward.

It was signaling Mo Ye and the others to follow.

However, its approach has been less successful.

After seeing what it was doing, Mo Ye asked Little Mud, "What is it doing?"

Little Niba glanced at Nizhuzi calmly: "It's going back to the mountains."

He didn't say the last sentence explicitly, Nizhu hoped that they would follow it.

Therefore, the Mo family successfully interpreted this as saying that the mud bead came from the mountain, and it was about to return to the mountain's embrace at this moment, saying goodbye to them.

Recently, the common consciousness of the villagers in Mojia Village is that they should not enter the mountain easily.They would not have the idea of ​​entering the mountain, so naturally they would not notice Ni Zhuzi's true thoughts.

And the little mud who saw the clue also chose to keep silent.

Mo Ye smiled and waved to Ni Zhuzi: "Goodbye, be careful on the road."

Immediately afterwards, he added: "Rolling is easier than jumping."

Do you want to try it?

The mud beads are so round that they are easy to roll.

It's a pity that the clay sculpture given to him by his daughter-in-law is gone, but Mo Ye wouldn't force the clay beads that don't belong to him to stay, it's best to let the clay beads go back to where they should go.

The author has something to say: Little Fuqiu: Wave your hands, the mud beads are going home

Little Mud: ...um

Little Fuqiu: Huh, the mud beads are back again?

Little mud: deadpan face, it might be lost

Mountain God: ...