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The outsiders entered the mountain again, but failed to get out alive again.

The villagers clearly felt Dashan's anger, but those outsiders never listened to their advice.

The red fog on Dashan lasted for a long time, so long that it was frightening. The angry Dashan didn't know when a catastrophe would erupt.

The red mist lingered for a long time, and Mo Ye couldn't go into the mountains to pick wild vegetables and fruits. The family's life was more or less affected.

However, those outsiders were taller and stronger than Mo Ye.Mo Ye said he couldn't win, he couldn't beat them, so he had no choice but to ignore their existence.

Every day, news of many outsiders came back to the village.

Who entered the mountain, and who came outside.The number of outsiders did not decrease with the successive deaths, but was gradually increasing anyway.

Mo Ye couldn't figure out what these people were insisting on.Dashan is so generous and benevolent, why do they compare with Dashan and disturb the tranquility of Dashan.

The villagers also discussed closing the mountain.It's a pity that the mountain is so big and the population of Mojia Village is not large, so it is impossible for them to completely seal the entire mountain.

Those outsiders can always find a way to enter the mountain.

The madness of these people's death-like actions made the villagers deeply puzzled.

At some point, rumors that were difficult to distinguish between true and false appeared in the village.The Tao is the red mist rising from the mountains, which is a sign of the emergence of treasures.The stingy Dashan refused to give the treasure to others, so he tried his best to prevent everyone from approaching.

Money touches people's hearts, and rumors gradually shake the hearts of the villagers.

When the village chief heard about this situation, he was so anxious that he could speak tremblingly.

These outsiders are downright bad.It was not enough for them to enter the mountains to seek death by themselves, and now they are blatantly spreading rumors and harboring evil intentions.

There were more meetings in the village, and not only the village chief, but also the elderly in the village spoke out one after another.They remind young people not to be fooled by outsiders and rush into the mountains.

No matter what is in the mountain, they must abide by the agreement before they get the permission of the mountain.

If the red mist does not disappear, you are absolutely not allowed to enter the mountain.

No amount of warning can turn a changed heart.

Some villagers followed the outsiders with a lot of food and money.

The outsiders told the villagers that the reason why they could not enter the mountain was because they were not recognized by the mountain.

People in Mojia Village have lived here for generations and lived with the mountains.Since Dashan protected them, it meant that they were recognized by the mountain god.

As long as the people of Mojia Village enter the mountain, they will be able to retreat unscathed.

When Mo Ye followed Mo Yun to the village chief's house again, three villagers had disappeared from the village.Among them, two were not surnamed Mo, and the other was a young nightmare.

The village chief was heartbroken by this.

Everyone gathered at the village chief's house, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

Villagers who lost their families cried and scolded outsiders.

The village chief stomped his crutches angrily: "That's enough, why are you crying? When you say that you are not allowed to enter the mountain, you just ignore it. Do you all think that you are great, that you are more powerful than your ancestors? The money of those people outside is so It’s easy to get, it’s life money!”

If it weren't for that Boss Zhang who was a little jealous of Dashan, he probably wouldn't be bewitching the people in Mojia Village, letting them take foolish risks, but arresting people and throwing them into Dashan.

An old man surnamed Mo sighed for a long time: "Those things that shouldn't be touched must not be touched. Anyone who thinks badly in the future will die if he dies. Don't come to us old guys to host justice."

The red mist can keep the ancestors in mind, how could those lessons not be bloody.

Mo Ye had no plans to sneak into the mountain during this time, he honestly remembered his mother's advice.What's more, my daughter-in-law also said that the mountain is dangerous and should not be approached.

Dashan got angry, and the red mist never receded.

The changes in the mountains have never stopped, and Mo Ye's heart has not been moved by the so-called treasure.

His life is peaceful and happy, from harvesting golden wheat to catching insects and fertilizing green seedlings every day.He went from calculating the weight of small fish fry in the pond to recording the fruit size of the small dream tree.

Whenever night falls, Mo Ye can't wait to pull the little mud to the dream world, waiting for the dream fruit to ripen and land.

His bright anticipation eyes made Mengshu tremble, and Mo Ye's straightforward eyes clearly urged Mengshu to "the fruit will ripen soon".

Meng Shu was so stared at by Mo Ye that he had nothing to love about life. Based on the principle of early death and early overbirth, Meng Shu finally arrived at the beginning of June and successfully presented twelve plump dream fruits.

The moment the dream fruit on the branch matured, twelve gentle forces slowly spread.

At that time, Mo Ye was exercising hard.

He turned into a fluffy little fur ball, and he ran along the edge of the water with the little mud on his back.

The cause of the incident was that Little Mud accidentally said one day that Mo Ye's original form was really not strong enough and he should strengthen his training.

As a little furball disliked by his wife, Mo Ye was under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, Little Mud just thinks that Little Fuqiu's strength needs to be strengthened, not that he dislikes Mo Ye's original form.

The nightmares of Mojia Village laughed at Mo Ye's ugly original shape, but Little Niba didn't think so.He thought the fluffy ball was fine, perfect for him to lean on.

Therefore, when Little Mud was not in the animal skin pocket, Mo Ye would transform into his original form and serve as a cushion for his wife.

The moment Mengguo's aura emanated, Little Mud, lying on the back of the little furball and closing his eyes to rest his mind, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mengshu's position.

The running little fur ball also paused, and he also discovered this great joy: "Xiao Li, the fruit is ripe!"

Even though Little Mud saw it before him, Mo Ye still ran towards Meng Shu while cheering.

There are a total of twelve fist-sized dream fruits, which weigh heavily on the branches.

It was the first time Mo Ye had harvested a dream fruit since he was a child.At that moment, he was afraid that the scene in front of him was an illusion.

The next moment, Mo Ye suddenly felt his back lighten, and the little mud was gone.Immediately afterwards, all the fruits on the branches of the dream tree disappeared.

Mo Ye was so frightened that his eyes widened on the spot, staring at Mengshu desperately.

Could it be that all this is really an illusion?

Twelve dream fruits, dream fruits that have just matured!

Before Mo Ye recovered from the shock, his back sank, and the little mud reappeared.Mo Ye stared at Mengshu, his voice was a little unsteady: "Xiao Li, is the Mengguo ripe? Have you seen them?"

Don't tell him that this tree never bears fruit from the beginning to the end, and those fruits are all his imagination.

He couldn't bear this kind of injury.

Hearing the words, Little Mud propped up the small slit. He glanced at the poor little furball, took out a dream fruit, and put it on top of the little furball: "Eat."

Don't cry, this is for you to eat.

Mo Ye: "..."

He carefully held Mengguo to prevent it from falling.

For no reason, after Little Niba took out the dream fruit, Mo Ye's hanging heart fell to the ground.These are not his hallucinations, the fruit of the dream tree really exists.

Since one fruit is in the little mud, most of the other fruits are also in the little mud.

Mo Ye didn't care, who was in charge of the money in the family.The daughter-in-law likes Mengguo, so she carries them all with her.

However, Mo Ye wondered, the figure of the little mud didn't change at all, it was just an ordinary piece of mud as before, where did the daughter-in-law hide the twelve dream fruits.

The little fur ball carried the little mud on its back and walked under the dream tree, and he raised his eyes to look up.In an instant, his eyes straightened.

After Xiao Niba picked the dream fruit, young fruit appeared on the branch, and the quality of the young fruit has been greatly improved.

There are twelve intermediate-level young fruits on the branches.

This is very similar to the situation of Mo Sheng's family back then.

The little mud beside him sat on the surface of the animal skin bag, gnawing Mengguo while disgusted.

And Mo Ye swallowed unconsciously.

Is the daughter-in-law a natural genius for planting dream grass?

Mo Ye looked at himself and got a dream fruit. He had something to discuss with his wife.

Mo Ye said: "Xiao Li, mother's health is not good, Meng Guo can..."

Before he finished speaking, Little Niba casually threw three Mengguo to him.

Mo Ye now has four dream fruits.

He still looks like a fur ball, hairy, with short hands and feet, and it is not easy to embrace four dream fruits.

However, Mo Ye had to continue to say what he should say: "Xiao Li, the fruit of Mo Sheng's family, we want..."

Before he finished speaking, Little Niba threw two more Mengguo to him.

Mo Ye held six dream fruits, and the stacked dream fruits completely blocked the little fur ball.

While nibbling on the dream fruit, the little muddy subconsciously glanced at the little furball.

The black fur ball is holding a few white dream fruits, which are very precious and very interesting.

It's just that the new fruit didn't change Little Niba's evaluation.

Little Niba wrinkled again: "It's unpalatable."

Although it was better than the one from Mo Sheng's family, it was still hard for little mud to swallow.Little Niba's evaluation hit Mengshu hard, its branches and leaves didn't shake, and the whole tree was listless.

Mo Ye inexplicably sympathized with the sleepy Meng Shu, and he told Little Mud a piece of good news.

"The next time the fruit will be an intermediate dream fruit, the taste of the intermediate dream fruit will definitely be much better."

Mo Sheng's family sold the mid-level dream fruit to Boss Zhang at a high price, but Mo Ye was thinking about whether the fruit tasted good or not, and whether his wife would like it.

This kind of extravagant life is unheard of in the whole village, but he can't be with anyone yet.

No, he can tell mother.

Little Mud struggled to eat a dream fruit. He was about to spit out the seeds when Mo Ye suddenly woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and anxiously opened his mouth to stop it.

"Wait, wait first."

The little mud can't just spit out the seeds of the dream fruit.

Mo Ye looked left and right, and he drew the distance to Mengshu to determine a location.

He pointed to the ground and said to Little Mud, "Okay, you can vomit."

Little Mud: "..."

Little Niba was reluctant, but he still spit out the seed at the place Mo Ye designated.

Meeting Mo Yeshan's shining eyes, Little Niba deeply felt that he would never be able to eat fruit properly again.

The fruit is unpalatable, and the seeds are not spit out after eating.

Do you want to eat secretly?

No, he's a big mud, why should he eat in a sneaky way?

Mo Ye successfully settled the family's debts and planted another seed. He was in a good mood.

However, in order to avoid debts again, some habits of the daughter-in-law need to be changed.

Mo Ye pointed to the twelve young fruits on the dream tree: "Xiao Li, our family now has middle-level dream fruits. Can you not go to Mo Sheng's house?"

The middle-level dream fruit of Mo Sheng's family is about to ripen, and Little Niba can't steal it again this time, or there will be big problems.

Little Niba looked back and forth in the direction of Mo Ye and Mo Sheng's house, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he reluctantly agreed to Mo Ye.

For the sake of the nightmare taking care of him comfortably, he can let go of the fruit.He still has several unpalatable fruits, and when he eats them slowly, the young fruits on the branches should also grow up.

The fruit of the dream tree tastes slightly better than the fruit of the dream grass.

But only a little bit.

After taking Mengguo, Little Niba began to feel drowsy. Mengguo has a repairing effect on the power of the soul, which is of great benefit to Little Niba.

Seeing that Little Mud needed to rest, Mo Ye got up and turned into a human form.He picked up the little mud and gently put it back into the animal skin pocket, hanging it around his neck.

Mo Ye carefully wiped the dream fruit given to him by the little mud, there were six of them.

It is the little mud's credit that Mo Ye's family can have Mengguo.Even the mid-level dream fruit that was growing came from Little Niba's unknown ability.

Don't look at Little Niba who is cold and doesn't talk much on weekdays, and throws stones to dig deep pits from time to time, but for such a precious dream fruit, Little Niba will give it as soon as he asks.

Mo Ye rubbed his hair and smiled happily.

Sure enough, with a daughter-in-law, luck will be good, and everything will get better and better.

The author has something to say: Little Fuqiu: So many fruits, so happy~

Little Mud: So many unpalatable fruits, painful...

Reminder: Although Little Mud doesn’t wear his legs when he goes out, well, he doesn’t wear his hands for a long time, but don’t doubt, the force value determines his attack 23333