My younger brother is acting like a demon again

"Thank you mother~" Mo Yan thanked softly, picked up the pastry and began to eat.

Qin Moxiao looked at Moyan eating happily, and he was also very happy.

But watching him eat like this, I was afraid that he would choke, so I picked up the small kettle next to him, poured him a glass of water, and asked him to drink while eating.

"Come on, drink some water, don't choke."

"Yeah." Mo Yan took a sip of water with all his strength, and then started eating pastries again.

After a while, he finished off a plate of pastries.

"Moyan, do you still want to eat?" Qin Mo asked with a smile.

"I still want it." Mo Yan replied with a smile.

"You little foodie." Qin Moxiao scratched the tip of his nose, and then ordered his disciples to bring over some pastries again.

Looking at the cute and lovely Moyan, my heart instantly softened,

After the pastry was brought, the little guy Moyan started to eat again.

What a snack.Thinking of this, Qin Moxiao suddenly felt a little worried about his purse.This little guy can eat so much, and he can eat it himself, hey, I have to hurry up to make money in the days to come.

Otherwise, they will starve.

Hey, he can't express his regret now, can he really support Mo Yan?

Thinking of this, he suddenly had another problem in his heart. It seemed that even after Mo Yan grew up, he still had to marry a wife...

Immediately, he regretted it even more, my purse.

Mo Yan ate all the cakes while Qin Moxiao was thinking wildly.

At this time, he was lying in Qin Moxiao's arms, slowly stroking his stomach.

He even hiccups from time to time.

Qin Mo laughed softly and said: "I told you to eat so much, it's all right now, are you full?"

Mo Yan twisted her body and muttered, "Mother~"

"You little guy, do you know how shy you are?" After speaking, Qin Moxiao still put him on the ground, took his hand and walked out of the room. "I'll take you around to get rid of food."

"Uh-huh."

A door, Mo Yan jumped up and down happily.

Qin Moxiao followed behind, his mind instantly calmed down.

Suddenly, he felt that in the days to come, it would be nice to have such a little guy by his side.

"Mo Yan, run carefully, you will be hit."

"Yeah." Mo Yan replied somewhat perfunctorily.

"No, why do I feel that you are perfunctory to me." After speaking, Qin Moxiao ran behind him, just when he bent down and was about to hug him.

Mo Yan twisted and took a step forward.

Qin Mo smiled and hugged the air.

"..."

With Qin Moxiao's dazed effort, Mo Yan had already run far away, and he was about to disappear.

Qin Mo shook his head with a smile, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Mo Yan, wait for me, don't run around."

Just after Qin Moxiao caught up, Mo Yan turned around again and ran into a somewhat long corridor.

Qin Moxiao was furious at the moment, he would have known better not to let go of his hand.

Now it's all right, Moyan is like a wild horse that has run wild, he can't catch it no matter what.

And looking at this picture, I don't know how long it will take to stop.

"Mother, mother, come and chase me." Mo Yan murmured while running.

"Stop for me, when I catch you, you will be finished!" Qin Mo smiled and said through gritted teeth: "When I catch you, see if I don't spank your ass properly!"

Under Qin Moxiao's reprimand, Moyan ran to the end of the corridor, turned left, and slipped away again.

Qin Mo looked at that relieved with a smile, his heart darkened.

"Moyan, you are obedient, come back quickly, you can't go there, it's the Zangshu Pavilion."

Qin Moxiao suddenly felt that he might be scolded by his master again.

"My little ancestor, I entrust you with my service. Once I come back, I will probably be scolded by Master."

Qin Mo muttered while running while laughing, at this moment in his heart, there is nothing to love.

Just when Qin Moxiao was about to fail, Mo Yan suddenly stopped.

Qin Moxiao walked to his side, bent over and supported his knees with his hands, panting for breath.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you finally stopped running? You can, you can really run."

"Mother~" Mo Yan called softly.

Qin Mo smiled and gritted his front teeth, with an angry expression on his face, how dare you call me?

"Look at you, how tired are you? How dare you call me!"

Just when Qin Moxiao was a little relaxed, Moyan suddenly opened the door on the left, and rushed in in a daze.

"..."

Qin Moxiao was surprised.

"I said you are not finished yet!"

Qin Mo chased after him with a roar of laughter, and after he entered, he saw rows of books in front of him.

Holy crap, this is Zangshu Pavilion?

That kid, why did he run into the library without paying attention?

"Little brat, don't run away, go back quickly. When the master comes over later, it's over when we see us here." Qin Moxiao chased Moyan anxiously.

When Mo Yan had already reached the last row of bookshelves in Zangshu Pavilion, he barely stopped.

"Little brat, can you go back with me now? There are books all over the front and back. Let me see where you are going."

Qin Mo smiled proudly.

"Mother~" Mo Yan's eyes sparkled, as if telling Qin Moxiao that he's going to start causing trouble later on, so you have to watch closely.

"..."

I'll go, Mo Yan, are you sure about the message you sent me?

Qin Moxiao didn't quite understand what Moyan was thinking at the moment, to be honest, this was the first time he felt uneasy.

Mo Yan quickly pulled out a picture scroll from the nearby bookshelf and placed it on the ground.

Then, he squatted beside him, staring at the portrait, motionless.

Qin Moxiao was frightened by this action, and only after a quarter of an hour did he slowly come back to his senses.

"Moyan? Are you okay?" Qin Moxiao came to his side, squatted down slightly, and called softly.

Qin Moxiao exchanged for a long time, but Moyan ignored him, and didn't even give him a look.

"Could it be, sick?"

Qin Moxiao carefully touched his forehead, and then touched his forehead.

"You don't have a fever?"

Qin Mo smiled suddenly, and suddenly thought of it, it couldn't be... being caught by something, right?

"Ahem." Qin Mo cleared his throat with a smile, and then said to Moyan. "Tell me, who are you and why are you attached to Mo Yan's body!"

silence

"This is the Library Pavilion. My master is coming soon. Let me tell you, if you don't show up. Hehe..."

another silence

"Why do you think I'm an idiot?"

Qin Mo smiled and touched his head, and laughed unconsciously.

Afterwards, he came to Mo Yan's side, and like him, he squatted down and looked at the picture scroll on the ground.

A woman is painted on the scroll, holding a pen in her left hand, and is painting seriously.The woman is wearing a crane cloak and a blue shirt inside, so it is impossible to see her true face.

The portrait made by the woman looks like a crescent moon from a distance, but it seems disorganized when viewed up close.

"I wish I had seen the picture made by the woman in this portrait." Qin Moxiao muttered softly.

Qin Moxiao lowered his body slightly, and after getting closer, he took a closer look.

a quarter of an hour later

Qin Mo laughed and snapped his fingers.

"I see, this is the map of Kyushu!"

Qin Moxiao immediately felt that he was powerful. Of course, the painting skills of the women in this painting are relatively high.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to see it.

Of course, it still depends on the author of this picture scroll, the ability is really superb.

Qin Moxiao felt a little bit of complacency in an instant, so he moved closer, and finally came to another result.

This map of Kyushu is not complete, only Jizhou, Yanzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Yangzhou, Jingzhou, and Yuzhou.

But in the north, only one place has been painted, and it has not yet been marked with a name.

"Hey, what kind of place is this?"

Qin Moxiao was very puzzled, finally stood up and stepped back a little.

Looking at it now, this portrait is not quite right.

Just when Qin Moxiao couldn't figure it out, Moyan moved.

He hung the picture scroll on the wall, and slowly moved Yangzhou in the picture scroll to the vicinity of Xuzhou under the shock of Qin Moxiao.

Qin Mo laughed and snapped his fingers, it turned out that the location of Yangzhou was wrong.

After Mo Yan finished everything, she came to Qin Moxiao's side, and stood there obediently, not moving around.

Qin Moxiao was puzzled, this painting was not only drawn by someone, it was so mysterious.

This mystery can only be revealed when it is hung on the wall.

And Mo Yan knew it all.

Qin Moxiao wondered about Mo Yan's identity.

At this moment, the middle of the wall suddenly collapsed inward, and a square box appeared in front of them.

Qin Mo was stunned with a smile, and only walked forward when he looked around and heard no footsteps.

At this time, Mo Yan had already quietly stepped forward, took out the box, and opened it.

Inside the box lay a piece of debris, on which a wild bull was printed.

Qin Moxiao was a little puzzled. When he took a closer look, the area below the Manniu was very similar to Yanzhou.

debris?

Qin Moxiao suddenly remembered the fragment he got before.

So, after he took it out, he looked at it carefully again.

On the fragments, people from a region are drawn.

Qin Moxiao studied for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that this fragment represents Jizhou.

"So it's Jizhou."

Mo Yan came to Qin Moxiao's side and said with a smile on his face.

"The piece I just got is from Yanzhou."

Mo Yan's sweet smile immediately digested the anger just now.

Forget it, don't pursue it with him.

After all, this trip... had a good harvest.

Qin Mo smiled and saw that it was getting late, so he quickly put the portrait back to its original place, then left Zangshuge with Moyan, and returned to his bedroom.

After returning to the dormitory, Qin Moxiao held Moyan in his arms and began to question him.

"Mo Yan, come and follow..." Qin Moxiao was suddenly in a daze, and then he spoke harshly. "Tell me, brother, how do you know the route of our Sanqing Palace?"

"Mother, mother, mother, the baby is hungry, very hungry." Mo Yan hugged Qin Moxiao, and said aggrieved Bala.