Mo He looked at the Taoist priest who came on horseback, and his eyes flickered slightly. This was the first person in Taoist robes he had seen since he came to this world, and he was also on a horse.
In the ancient times before traveling through China, most of the families who could afford horses were princes and nobles, and at least they had to be wealthy. Mo He felt that the world he was in now should not be too different, at least where he was now. In Xiahegou Village, there is not a single horse in the whole village.
The Taoist priest in front of him was dressed luxuriously and came on horseback. He looked like a fairy, and his appearance fit the image of a Taoist master.
For the theory of ghosts and gods, Mo He, who traveled through time, did not quite believe it. Even if there was a case of his own rebirth through time travel, Mo He felt that it could be explained in a scientific way, but the theory involved was not clear to him.
However, although he doesn't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, Mo He still has a good impression of the ancient Taoists. The ancient monks pursued immortality, so they often took medicine for health preservation. Many Taoist priests knew the way of health preservation and medical skills, at least Being able to read and write, Mo He was worrying about where to go to study, but the one in front of him might be a way.
Seeing a stranger coming to the village, a large group of young children around Mo He all turned their curious eyes on the Taoist priest, especially the horse the Taoist priest was riding. They all felt very novel and a little scared.
Soon, the Taoist priest at the entrance of the village got off his horse, and was greeted by the village chief Zhang Yuanwang and others, and walked towards the village. When they passed by a group of children, the group of children automatically stepped aside and looked at the man timidly. The Taoist priest, and the horse following him.
Mo He stood aside with the group of children. When the Taoist priest passed by him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable tension, and felt a little bit of depression in his heart.
This Taoist priest seems to have an aura, just like those people who have been in high positions for a long time in the previous life will naturally develop a sense of deterrence, but in comparison, the sense of oppression on the Taoist priest in front of him is beyond compare. One of the strongest people He has ever come into contact with.
When the village chief led a few people past Mo He and the others, the Taoist glanced at Mo He and the other children. He stared at Mo He for a second, then withdrew his gaze, and continued to walk forward.
But in just a second, Mo He felt a chill all over his body, as if a gust of cold wind had blown by in an instant.
And then, when the horse the Taoist priest was riding passed in front of Mo He, Mo He's eyes fell on the horse, and an expression of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.
"This, this is not a real horse!" The slightly stiff steps and the circles of wood grain all told Mo He that the horse in front of him was not a real horse , but a wooden horse similar in size to a real horse.
A wooden horse that can walk, is not slow, and can also be ridden by people. This kind of thing instantly changed Mo He's perception of the world a lot.
Mo He stared fixedly at the wooden horse that was slowly moving away, he was sure that he was absolutely right, it was a wooden horse, a wooden horse that could walk by itself.
And through this wooden horse, and thinking of the Taoist priest riding the wooden horse, Mo He felt an urgent desire to understand the world, and he felt a kind of enthusiasm. This world similar to the ancient world in the previous life is far from his As simple as imagined.
Pretending to be something in his heart caused Mo He to be a little absent-minded all the time. Fortunately, he was surrounded by a group of children playing around, and everyone didn't pay much attention to Mo He's strangeness.
After a while, although Mo He's heart was still hot, he had completely calmed down.
"Is that the legendary magic, or the art of mechanism, or some other means to make the wooden horse move?" After completely calming down, Mo He began to think about various possibilities.
In Mo He's heart, he hoped that this was the legendary spell or other supernatural power, because if so, it meant that this world would be extremely wonderful.
Recalling his previous life, when he was lying on the hospital bed at the last moment of his life, facing the footsteps of death approaching bit by bit, Mo He didn't want to experience the helplessness of struggling helplessly.
In the afternoon, when Mo He returned home, he walked into the yard and saw a tall man wearing a patched linen shirt sitting in the yard. His face was full of beards, which made him look unharmed. Not fierce, but rather simple and honest, this is his father Mo Dashan in this life.
His mother was also sitting next to his father, and while it was still dark, she was doing some mending with a needle and thread in her hand.
"...The Taoist chief is staying at the village chief's house tonight, and he has already visited the third uncle's house, and it is confirmed that he is at the end of his life, and his life is over eighty, which seems to be hopeful."
When Mo He came in, he heard his father talking to his mother, but the two of them saw Mo He coming in, so the conversation ended here.
"It turns out that the third master passed away, no wonder!" Although Mo He only heard this sentence when he came in, he got some information to some extent.
The third master is the oldest elder with the surname Mo in Xiahegou Village. It is said that he is seventy or eighty years old. In the environment of Xiahegou Village, every adult man is faced with hard work, and an ordinary person can live to seventy years old. Eighty years old is really a long life.
"The third master is dying, so it is reasonable to invite a Taoist priest to do a religious ceremony, but just now, my father said that there is hope, I don't know what there is hope for?" Mo He thought in his heart, and then came to Mo Dashan's side, He thought about it and then spoke.
"Father, today I saw an unknown grandfather leading a big cow without horns. It was so scary!" When he said these words, Mo He felt a little disgusted by himself, but If he wanted to get some news from Mo Dashan, he could only do so. Who told him that his current identity was a five-year-old child.
Hearing his son's Tongqu's words, Mo Dashan laughed happily, then stroked Mo He's head with his rough hands, and then said with a smile.
"Haha, silly son, that's not a cow, that's called a horse, it can run faster than a cow!"
But after saying these words, Mo Dashan suddenly seemed to think of something, the smile on his face restrained, and then he glanced at the direction of the village chief's house, and suddenly changed the subject, saying: "However, horses are much more fierce than cows. If you get close to a horse, the horse will kick you and eat children, so don't get close!"
Hearing these words, Mo He immediately felt a bit chilly in his heart. These were obviously words to scare children, but who made him a child now.
"Then, does that old man who I don't know eat children?" Contemptuous of himself, Mo He still pretended to be tender, and continued to ask Mo Dashan.
But when he heard his son's words, Mo Dashan shook his head this time, and said to Mo He with a serious face: "That Taoist priest is a noble person, you must not say that outside, after seeing that Daoist priest, you must stay far away, and you can't get close to the Taoist priest."
"What is Daoist, why can't you get close to him?" Mo He was completely overwhelmed, and continued to pretend to be tender and asked Mo Dashan what he wanted to know.
Hearing his son's question, Mo Dashan slapped himself on the forehead, and continued to say to Mo He: "Master Dao, it's that old grandpa you don't know, remember what dad said, next time you see that old grandpa , must stay far away.”
"But, why, is that Grandpa Taoist scary?" Mo He continued to display his acting skills, wanting to learn more information from his father.
However, Mo Dashan, who is somewhat honest and honest, scratched his head at this time. He didn't know how to continue explaining to his son, and immediately looked at his wife at the side.
Seeing this, Mo He's mother immediately put on a straight face, and said to Mo He: "That Taoist grandpa doesn't like disobedient children. If you don't listen to your father, he will let ghosts come out to find you at night. you."
Mo He sighed inwardly, looking at his parents, even if he continued to pretend to be young, he might not be able to ask any news, so he pretended to be a little scared and ended the inquiry.
It was getting dark soon, and an oil lamp was lit in Mohe's house. The light was very dim, and it went out after a while, and the family went to bed early.
Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, Mo He has fully adapted to this kind of life five years after he came to this world, but tonight, Mo He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
After he came to this world, although he was lucky enough to regain his life, he suddenly came to an unfamiliar environment, experienced a death, and became a child. confused.
It is of course impossible for him to be content with being ordinary, but if he wants to do something, his age is a little too young, his status is a little too low, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to receive education in this world.
If you develop step by step like this, the group will probably wait until you are ten years old, gradually become sensible in the eyes of the adults around you, and have the opportunity to get in touch with the outside world before you can find the opportunity to learn the characters of this world and truly understand this world. world.
Then either become an official or do business, and finally get ahead, and slowly make a career in this world, at least to leave traces of your own experience.
But now, Mo He's thinking has changed a bit. He has seen the tip of the iceberg that is truly magical in this world, which arouses infinite yearning in his heart. He couldn't wait to learn about this world, wondering if it was really possible to practice, and if there really were those magical spells.
"If everything is really as I think, then this world is really wonderful!" In the dark night, Mo He opened his eyes to see the darkness in front of him, and his heart was so hot that he couldn't feel the slightest drowsiness at all.