Ling Mo's sudden appearance was undoubtedly a huge blow to Tang San. Ling Mo had already known his biggest secret, but he could not do anything to him.

On... you have to know one of your enemies more than you, what do you use to deal with him?

But it means Lingmo, they are not enemies! Since they are not enemies, they are friends?

Did he indirectly admit that he is also a disciple of the Tang sect?

Tang San wanted to ask this question very much, but Ling Mo didn't mention it at all. No matter how he asked, he refused to say it, so he had to give up.

Through this contact, he probably understood that the little kid who was only six years old in front of him was definitely not a real little kid. Maybe like him, he also belonged to a time traveler.

Because his mind and behavior are too mature, he is not something a six-year-old should have.

"Then you should tell me your name?"

Tang San was helpless and said immediately, the guy in front of him was really difficult.

"My name is Lingmo, from Daoxiang Village next door! Since we didn't decide the winner just now, the bet was invalid. Just call me Lingmo or Xiaomo! I'll call you mistress..."

"Well……"

Is it so familiar? But the name of mistress is so harsh?

Finally you became someone else’s mistress!

After talking with Tang San for a long time, Tang San suddenly remembered a very important thing and suddenly became anxious.

"It's a porridge! There's still cooking at home..."

When he went up the mountain, Tang San habitually cooked the porridge and could drink it when he finished practicing. This would make Ling Mo stay on the mountain for so long because of Ling Mo's appearance. Will the porridge be stuck?

As soon as he thought of it, Tang San couldn't sit still, "I'm going back, I'll talk about it another day..."

"Oh, don't worry!"

Ling Mo is still hungry. Isn’t this... I just found a good food coupon, how could I let it go?

"Is there anything else you have?"

Tang San was about to leave, but Ling Mo grabbed him and couldn't help but wonder.

"Ahem... don't you want to invite your good friend to your house to have fun?"

In order to eat and drink, Ling Mo didn't even want to have a face. Tang San didn't speak, so he had to open it himself.

"Uh... my house is very simple and there is nothing to eat, this is not good!"

When Tang San thought of the house with a bare wall, he couldn't hold on his face. How could he invite friends?

"It's okay, no matter how poor I am, I am not poor! You don't know that I live in our village on trees, and I don't even have a decent house..."

When Ling Mo mentioned this, he felt embarrassed. If he wanted to say that he was poor, Ling Mo was definitely poorer than Tang San. At least he had a drunkard who had an iron-thrust in his family.

I don’t even have a personal family, and I rely on the help of the villagers and Ling Mo’s cheating to live to the age of six. It’s a difficult group.

Growing up so big, Ling Mo still doesn't know what the money in this world looks like...

"It's okay! But I'll tell you first, my dad has a bad temper, so don't talk nonsense later..."

When Tang San thought of his drunkard father at home, he was also very worried, for fear that Ling Mo would anger Tang Hao, and that would be bad at that time.

"Oh! Why are you silly? Don't worry, go quickly. I'm almost hungry when I lead the way..."

I ate two grilled fish in the morning. Before the water was dripping, Ling Mo was already hungry and put on his back. He originally wanted to trick the child into stealing the chicken, but he didn't expect that the chicken was not stealing and almost threw himself in.

Fortunately, he ran fast, but that guy would never give up and cheat others every day.

Seeing Ling Mo so resolutely, Tang San was embarrassed to refuse and led the way directly.

Since learning that Ling Mo has mastered the unique skills of the Tang Sect, Tang San has relaxed his vigilance and felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Maybe they are the same type of people, so they have a heart-resonance.

Following Tang San to the Holy Soul Village, Ling Mo finally saw the legendary Douluo Novice Village with his own eyes.

The Holy Soul Village can almost be said to be a transit station for time travelers. Every particularly awesome time traveler has almost gone out of the Holy Soul Village.

Either Tang San’s younger brother, brother, or neighbor, forcibly got in touch with each other in various ways.

I don’t know what kind of abuse Tang Hao did back then. He had only one son, but suddenly so many people who recognized his father appeared again!

Maybe he was a little confused. I obviously only have one son, why are you calling me...

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that the legendary Douluo Novice Village looks like this..."

Although next door, Ling Mo has never been to the Holy Soul Village. This is the first time I have been to the Holy Soul Village.

This time, it is not as beautiful as Daoxiang Village. What’s different from Daoxiang Village is that the Holy Soul Village is full of blue silver grass, full of flowers, and everywhere.

No wonder Tang Hao chose to settle here, because his feelings are because there are many blue silver grass!

"Is this your home?"

The small and dilapidated house next to the big tree looks no better than Lingmo's small tree house, and it is a little bigger.

"Yes! This is my house. It may be a little bit messy, but I can barely live..."

Tang San couldn't hold on his face, and he had no choice. Even if he wanted to renovate, he wouldn't have the money.

"It's okay! It's much better than my little tree house..."

Follow Tang San into his house, the darker room inside attracted Ling Mo's attention. If he was not mistaken, the one who slept inside should be Tang Hao, right?

"I'm a drunkard! I haven't woken up yet..."

Ling Mo didn't want to provoke that drunkard. That guy dared to beat the pope. Whoever provokes him is Shabi...

"You can sit here first, I'll go and see how the porridge is..."

As he said that, Tang San went to tinker with the porridge he cooked. After cooking for so long, it should have been cooked to pieces, right?

When he was free, Ling Mo followed him and found that although this guy was capable, he was really not a good deal for what he cooked."

"Damn, what's this what you cooked? Is it a slurry?"

There was nothing in the porridge, not even a rice, it was all water, and Ling Mo felt so terrible when he looked at it.

"Okay, okay! Go and see me..."

The Tang San family is not reliable, it’s too poor! They don’t even have rice to cook porridge...

Moreover, Ling Mo really couldn't praise his cooking skills. In order to be able to fill his stomach, Ling Mo decided to do a big deal.

"what are you up to?"

Tang San was puzzled. Seeing Ling Mo busying around, she didn't look like an outsider at all, but instead she looked like a master.

"Cook porridge, go outside and pick some mushrooms! It was raining yesterday, and there should be a lot in the woods..."

Hearing Tang San out to pick mushrooms, Ling Mo had already started to move and wandered directly into the Holy Soul Village.

It didn't take long before he actually came back with a bag of rice, which made Tang San confused. What is this guy doing? Where did this rice come from?

When it comes to cheating, Ling Mo is definitely an expert in this field. If you want to get a bag of rice, you just need to think about it and get it.

But I don’t know if his father will beat him to death after the child comes home. It’s not about Ling Mo’s business. Let’s fill his stomach.

"Today, I let you know what it means to cook porridge... People say that you should rely on the mountains and rivers to eat water. You should know how to use resources reasonably. For resources like such a good mountain in the back mountain, why haven't you thought of making good use of them? Just eat this little porridge every day, and see how thin you are... "

When it comes to cultivation, Tang San is definitely at the level of genius, but his life is relatively poor! He is restricted by existing resources and does not know how to use resources from other places.

This may be because he stayed in the Tang Sect for many years and did not have the opportunity to go out, so he did not understand these things.

After washing the rice and putting it into the pot, Ling Mo went out again. Tang San became more and more confused about what he wanted to do.

Isn't this... Just over ten minutes later, he ran back with a wild boar.

"Hurry, come here, bring the knife, I'm going to start a big kill today..."

Tang San was completely confused! Is this guy a god? He felt that he had lived in vain for all these years? Every day, it was either porridge or porridge. When this guy came, it was either pork or rice.

No wonder, Tang San is an honest man, how could he do such a cheating thing?
Chapter completed!