"It''s like a tortoise shell." Ling Baobao knocked twice and said curiously.


    "Take it back first." Mu Hanyan couldn''t see whether the stone slab was formed naturally or carved artificially, so he finally decided to take it back and polish it slowly.


    While saying this, she took out her water bag and filled it with spring water.


    The red fruit that little auspicious beast ate just now should have been fished out from the spring. Before, mu Hanyan suspected that it was poisonous, but later, when we looked at its symptoms, it was not like poisoning at all, but more like a force that little auspicious beast could not bear. Moreover, the spring water was clear and pure, without any impurities, and even showed a sense of lightness, so mu Hanyan guessed that it was also in the spring It contains similar power and will not be wasted easily.


    Soon, the spring water will be a drop left into the water bag, looking at the front of that heavy with a big tortoise shell like the black stone board, mu Hanyan a little hesitant. Her astrolabe space and heart pulse are integrated, and can be used only by divine thoughts, so it is not suppressed by the law of the land of God. Let alone such a stone slab, even another 100 pieces can hold it. However, her previous performance has been amazing enough. If the astrolabe space is exposed again, I don''t know whether Sikong Qinglan will be suspicious.


    According to Mu Hanyan''s knowledge, in the land of God, not everyone has the right to have the magic weapon with storage space. Even Chu Yanghe, a god like him, may not have such a treasure. Other things can be prevaricated by the talent. Such a precious magic weapon has nothing to do with the talent, and she is not entitled to have it as a descendant of Mu family.


    Mu Hanyan didn''t hesitate for long, because the next moment, Ling Baobao has carried the thick stone slab.


    "Let''s go." Ling Baobao said with a high spirited face, two eyes still flashing a golden star.


    Sure enough, besides eating, this guy is just as interested in money and treasure. Mu Hanyan estimates that if he doesn''t carry the stone down the mountain, he''s afraid he can''t even walk.


    If Mu Hanyan didn''t guess wrong, Kang Qingyuan wanted to occupy rijianfeng. Most of the time, it was for the stone slab. Maybe it was the red fruit in her hand. Seeing the end of the little auspicious beast, she didn''t dare to eat. She carefully collected the red fruit, and mu Hanyan followed Ling Baobao.


    Ling Baobao is carrying a thick slate like a big tortoise shell, only half of his head and two legs are exposed. He looks like a big tortoise, but this guy doesn''t know it. He shakes his head while walking, which makes people laugh.


    "What are you laughing at?" Ling Baobao hears the sound of snickering behind him and turns to ask.


    "Nothing, nothing." Mu Hanyan held back his smile and didn''t bother to remind him.


    "I don''t know." Ling Baobao continued to shake his head and tail and quickly walked down the mountain.


    At the foot of the mountain, the carriage hidden by several people was still in place, and no one found it.


    Can see, see his ox cart, Sikong Qinglan long sigh of relief, as if hanging in the heart of the boulder in general.


    Mu Hanyan secretly shakes his head. I really don''t know what the poor Huayu temple looks like. It''s just a broken ox cart, which makes him nervous.


    With a carriage, the Party headed for Mujia village.


    Along the way, Ling Baobao is studying the stone slab. Mu Hanyan is concerned about the safety of the little auspicious beast, and has no intention to practice. He checks it from time to time.


    Fortunately, although he didn''t wake up all the time, he didn''t feel anything different. Mu Hanyan was completely relieved and began to think about the red fruit again. But the result is the same as before. No matter how she works her mind, she can''t feel anything special about Hongguo.


    What kind of fruit is this? Why did Kang Qingyuan snatch it at all costs? What''s hidden behind Kang Qingyuan, and why did he make up his mind? Mu Hanyan couldn''t understand what he thought.


    "Would you like to take a sip?" Mu Hanyan''s heart moved, but she soon gave up the idea. She didn''t want to end up like a small auspicious animal.


    "Here we are, my Lord." Mutu''s excited voice sounded.


    Slightly open the door curtain, Mujia village appears in the field of vision, walk on the road for another two days, at this time is the sunset, the golden sunset slowly spread down, adding a bit of peace and harmony to Mujia village.


    After thousands of miles of wasteland and seeing the vagrant people, mu Hanyan realized how rare peace is for ordinary people in the land of God.


    Hearing the sound of the carriage coming from a distance, all the villagers rushed to the village to meet them. Seeing the simple and expectant faces, mu Hanyan was inexplicably moved.


    When the first class carriage drove into the village, all the villagers knelt down in awe.


    There''s no need to look like this. It''s all my own. How can I be so polite? Besides, it''s only ten days since I came and went. It''s not that I haven''t seen you for several years. See this posture, mu Hanyan feel embarrassed, quickly get up, want to help up kneeling in front of the old patriarch.


    However, as soon as he reached out his hand, mu Hanyan found that he seemed to be wrong. Everyone''s eyes looked at the old ox cart behind her.Mu Hanyan turned his head, and the whole person was stunned.


    Sikong Qinglan didn''t know when to put on his bright priest robe again. On his hand, he was leaning on the crutch like the root of an old tree. Standing upright, he swept the crowd with a kind, compassionate, and even sad, but dignified look.


    The golden afterglow sprinkles on him, and gives him a mysterious and holy aura.


    In a flash, even mu Hanyan''s heart was filled with a sense of fascination. The Mu clan, led by Mu Chenglin, was even more excited and trembled.


    "The glory of God spreads all over the earth and gives all living beings peace! Arise, all the people of God. " Sikong Qinglan looked at the endless horizon, his voice became low and slightly hoarse, full of magnetism, as if there was a kind of bewitching magic.


    Mu Chenglin and others fell to the ground, flushed with excitement, but their eyes were glistening with tears, and even some people could not help crying.


    God stick, this is the real God stick!


    Then miss Mu realized that she had made a mistake. Seeing ye Yi''an''s aloofness, she thought that he was more like a god stick than the Temple priests. Now she knew that she had underestimated the God stick skills of the priests.


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