Mo Mo actually didn't run away first this time. He was sitting in the large lecture hall of the Taoist temple, listening to people from all walks of life preaching and talking about Taoism.

At that time, after he left the courtyard, he escorted Bai Laodao for a short distance.

Afterwards, I went to the drinking fountain to get some cold water, found a place to sit down, and ate the outdoor fruit rations I carried in my bag.

Bai Laodao went back to calm down and came out to greet him.

The two of them chatted seriously for a few words about the indescribable... avenue.

After Mo Mo finished eating his rations, he followed Bai Laodao into the lecture hall. He found an empty futon and sat down to listen to the exchange meeting on scriptures and meanings sponsored by the Shenzhou Avenue Association.

Domestic Taoist temples take turns hosting conferences to discover and train young people. The home venue of this conference is here.

Therefore, the futons in the main lecture hall were filled with guests from all over the world.

I sat in the corner and listened so much that I couldn't bear to leave.

Lan Ze followed Mo Mo's position and found a place to get in and take a look. He was immediately shocked by the sound of Dao Lun and his head hurt.

In the middle of the venue, a flower monk from an unknown country projected over and was talking about the possibility of unfolding the shrinking dimensions of high-dimensional space.

In the mid-air around the bald head, everything floating in the air were illustrations of abstract concepts.

One of the sequelae of Lan Ze's thesis work with Mr. Feng more than 40 years ago was that he was afraid of seeing such things.

Philosophers...can't be offended.

Lan Ze was in awe and thanked Bu Min. He went back to the house to drink tea with Brother Yi.

Brother 1 was sitting cross-legged on the floor, also watching the live broadcast of the conference. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to him absentmindedly, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Lan Ze returned to the house and took a few bored glances at the surveillance cameras in the research base.

He didn't want to start working. He lay back on the bed, looked at the time, and harassed Wheat:

"My dear son, is it time for recess? How are the two children doing in class?"

[Alright. Xiaoqi’s progress is OK.]

"My ex-wife...your mother...well, where is Qu Xiaolian?"

It was easy to get confused and say the wrong thing while lying down, so Lan Ze increased his vigilance and sat up.

【Stupid】Wheat cherishes words like gold.

"Don't discriminate against others. After all, it's your own bloodline...source. Well, one of them."

"Dad, I have something to do." Maimai replied. "Li Yixiao suffered a minor injury. I'll take him out to bandage it."

"...So, you skipped class again?"

【……】

Teacher Zhang didn't want to talk and threw six complete nutritional ration fruits at him.

Lanze changed his son to harass him and went directly to Xiaoxiao.

"My dear son, what happened?"

"This..." Xiaoxiao said embarrassedly, "I had a fight."

"Where are you? Who are you following?"

"I came to our university town for an interview at the School of Science. Alas..." Xiaoxiao sighed, "I'd better go back to Dadong. I've been in Dadong for so many years and I've seen a lot of foreign visiting scholars, but I've never seen anything so strange today.

."

Xiaoxiao sounded very uncalm and in a mood.

So Lanze asked again: "What's the wheat for?"

"He looked at me."

"Let him talk."

Wheat joined in.

[Dad. It’s not a big deal.] He finally spoke again, “I accompanied him to the hospital today. After coming out of the hospital, several people asked him if he was Zhang Lanyue. Later we found out that they were all foreigners.

.is an overseas student and visiting scholar of Chinese origin.”

"Then what did you say?"

"Of course I deny it. But I don't believe it at all. After all," a paragraph of text jumped out, [Xiao Xiao does look like Mo Mo with long hair. He is about the same age and looks. People who have only seen the Wanted Notice in Space City, don't know it at all.

It’s impossible to know what Mo Mo is like now.】

"Then why did the fight start?"

"Don't mention it. I just took Xiaoqi to send Xiaoxiao to the station..."

"Wait a minute!" Lan Ze interrupted him. "You won't leave Xiao Lian alone, right? Is there such an irresponsible... nephew as you?"

"Dad, can you speak properly?" Xiaomai became angry.

"...Xiaoxiao, why were you injured?" Lan Ze asked weakly.

"I was standing there waiting for the train, and someone shouted, 'Zhang Lanyue!' As soon as I turned around, the knife came at me."

Xiaoxiao felt lingering fear.

"I was shocked. I reflexively grabbed his knife. My kung fu was not good enough, and the tiger's mouth was cut. Fortunately, there was no poison on the knife."

The folk customs of Dadong have been very fierce since ancient times. Caiyunnan, where Xiaoxiao grew up, is a geomantic treasure land where many ethnic groups can sing and dance. So although this child is honest, he is never afraid of getting into trouble.

"Is it still hurt?" Lan Ze chatted seriously according to the rules and resolutely refused to ask Qu Xiaolian.

"I'm fine, just a little injury. It's the foreign Chinese, he's a little... ugh. Anyway, he has been sent to the hospital for rescue." Xiaoxiao said pitifully, "I hope he can survive. He was holding a knife at the time,

He was tall, so I was a little nervous. I couldn't grab the knife, so I had to hit him hard... So now I can't leave. The campus police followed me to see what I had bandaged."

Lanze fell silent.

Wheat let out a chuckle.

"I ran back to help him, but I didn't catch up. It's better now. Those people might have really thought he was Zhang Lanyue."

"Since I can't leave right now, let's stay a few more days." What else could Lan Ze say. He just wanted to ask Qu Xiaolian!

"I didn't expect to hold back at all. When I saw him lying still, I realized something was wrong." Xiaoxiao sighed.

If he couldn't be saved, wouldn't someone be killed? He was worried to death.

"This...is truly my son."

Lan Ze remembered that many years ago, he seemed to have done similar things.

Living in a safe and comfortable environment all year round, neither of them is very courageous. When they get a thrill out of nowhere, it feels very scary. Xiaoxiao saw someone slashing him with a knife and almost beat him to death. Lanze, the person he met was not a human being, it seemed.

Was... tearing the wolf apart?

Fortunately, the wolf population in China is very healthy and is not considered a protected animal.

"Okay, now let's talk about Qu Xiaolian's study situation, shall we?" Lan Ze was worried about the stupid word in Xiaomai's reply, "Where is the stupidity? Is there any plan to deal with it?"

"Dad..." Maimai said helplessly, "The hospital leaders are here. We will talk about Qu Xiaolian's studies later."

Xiaomai didn't want to say that Lanze really couldn't do anything to his son.

Everyone in the Taoist temple is concerned about the exchange meeting on scriptures and meanings.

It was so boring that Lan Ze could only choose to work.

He turned on the live broadcast of the conference. He didn't watch it and only used it as an alarm clock.

If you are just a fan of the avenue, watching the live broadcast is more exciting than being there. There are a bunch of small windows, all of which are branch venues in various places. When someone asks a question or speaks, a close-up of the big screen will immediately pop up; and where do you want to pay special attention?

Audience reaction, just pull it open manually.

In the miniature of the large lecture hall, Mo Mo is sitting quietly in the corner.

Lan Ze slightly enlarged the area near him to see more clearly.

The "first half" of the exchange meeting ended and it was already evening.

Lan Ze blocked the door and waited for Mo Mo. He dragged him to have dinner with him... Speaking of which, his wish to have a vegetarian dinner with Mo Mo was finally fulfilled. The large dining hall of the restaurant is a buffet. The food... can be fooled anyway.

The belly is plain, no matter how good it is, there is no meat.

"Dad, the Taoist uncle gave me a tag." Mo Mo happily opened his collar, revealing a string of black necklaces.

This is a chain of coix-leaf shell beads. It is low-cost and beautiful. Temples often give it to people.

There is an alloy identity plate hanging from the bottom. In the middle of the stacked cloud pattern, "Nanhua Tiandao Research Institute" is engraved. It is imitated in Song Dynasty style and is easy to recognize.

In Lan Ze's mind, Mo Mo has always been his youngest son. Lan Shu, the real youngest, seems to have been picked up and left to fend for himself.

Mo Mo held this sign in his hand as if he had received a treasure. Lan Ze could feel his happiness.

"Tsk, tsk. Let me tell you." Lan Ze held it in his hand and looked at it, "Bai Laodao's Taoist temple didn't have a proper name."

"It's very exciting." Mo Mo said.

"Mo Mo has enlightenment. Come practice practice on the mountain with me from now on." Bai Laodao came over with a dinner plate.
To be continued...