But this is what attract Su Mo to that dimly discernible peak.
If you recruit younger brothers like Bixia Palace to see if Linggen is good or bad, it is not surprising in Su Mo’s eyes.
"It seems that it takes a lot of effort to worship the misty peak."
Su Mo vaguely guessed that the fog in front of him might be the first to worship the dimly discernible peak.
If you can’t get through this, I’m afraid you can’t even see the real dimly discernible peak, let alone worship the Zongmen.
Seeing that it’s getting late, Su Mo intends to find a place to rest for a night and think about the way to break the rules.
In the sight of this fog, there is bound to be a lot of tricks, and it is definitely not the way to rush blindly.
Not far from here, there is a small village where women are preparing dinner, strong men come back from chopping wood, hunters come home with their prey, two old people are squatting in front of the village, playing chess with a chessboard, and children are chasing and fighting in the village.
A happy scene.
Seeing this, Su Mo felt a warm smile and walked quickly to the village.
"The old man has no place to stay in Su Moyan tonight. I wonder if he can stay here for one night?" Su Mo came to the village and looked at the two old people who were playing chess and asked.
The two old people seem to be immersed in the game and distracted.
Sue ink gently cough a asked 1 again.
The two old people still didn’t speak, each holding a chess game and staring at the chessboard, and occasionally falling down with a dignified look.
Su Mo was embarrassed.
The two old people didn’t respond to Su Mo’s rash entry into the village, which seemed impolite.
Sue ink smiled and turned to leave.
He can spend the night anywhere on the floor.
I wanted to stay in this village because Sumo felt the warmth of fireworks from a stranger in this village.
Su Mo was about to leave her eyes and fall on the chessboard of the two old people.
This game of chess is very fierce, and both sides are in a stalemate. Every mistake will lead to a complete loss.
Su Mo thought that it would be better to watch this chess game and then watch the game.
Chapter 60 Breaking the fog
After a long time, the two sides fought a game.
The defeated old man waved his hand and muttered, "Today’s bad mood makes you fight again."
The old man leisurely walked back to the village with his hands on his back.
The old man with ruddy cheeks and sprightly spirits looked up at Su Mo while tidying up the chessboard and said with a smile, "There are not many young people with stable sex like you. Let’s go into the village with me."
"Thank you, old man."
Sue ink smiled Xie Yi followed the old man into the village.
In the past, it seemed normal for villagers to stop looking at Sumo once they saw it.
"There is no spare room here, young man. Is it okay for you to live in the woodshed?" The old man asked.
"Nothing" Su Mo responded with a smile.
Most people in the village just after nightfall haven’t had a rest. After supper, the old man is walking around the village, and the leisurely woman is sewing her clothes with a needle and thread.
Simple, simple and peaceful
It seems like a paradise here, without fighting or fighting, but everyone smiles with happiness and satisfaction.
Su Mo sat at the door of the woodshed and watched this scene quietly. Don’t worry, I don’t want anything in my mind. It seems that the fatigue all the way has been reduced a lot.
The night is getting darker, the moon is bright and the stars are thin.
Old people, women and men have all gone back to their houses to rest. Only some energetic children in the village are still fighting and refuse to go home to sleep.
Su Mo got up and went back to the woodshed. The door was preparing to rest.
Just then, a young boy came to the village, crisp and sweet.
"Looking for the misty peak in the distance at the Fairy Trace, how can I tell, through all these clouds? in this mountain"
"Huh?"
Sue ink heart move Huo Ran turned and pushed the door and looked around.
Not far away, a seven-year-old child with a smile on his face is bouncing towards this side.
Su Mo walked face-to-face with a little hesitation and squatted down and asked with a smile, "Who did you listen to that remark just now?"
"Who said that?"
The child tilted his head and blinked his big eyes, which seemed a little confused and said, "I don’t know, but we will all say it."
"Is it a simple nursery rhyme?" Su Mo is thoughtful.
"Big brother, do you want to cultivate immortality?" The child asked again
"Yes," Sumo nodded and smiled and asked, "How do you know?"
The child’s eyes flashed a sly tongue and said, "People like you happen every year, but most of them don’t see the fairy hee hee."
"How can I see it?" Su Mo became interested in teasing the child.
"I don’t know," the child pouted and shook his head.
Su Mowan was just about to get up and leave when a flash of light flashed in his mind. Looking at the child, he asked, "How can I see the misty peak when the fairy tale is looking far away?"
"It’s not easy."
The child proudly praised the Yamba and said, "The fog will be lighter in a few days. You can vaguely see a mountain peak here, but you can’t see it for three days if you miss it."
Su Mo was overjoyed.
If you can see the dimly discernible peak and go straight along the direction of the dimly discernible peak, you will surely reach the foot of the mountain.
Su Mo, of course, doesn’t recognize that it’s only as simple as passing through the fog to worship the dimly discernible peak, but this is before.