Chapter 248: The Priest of the Moer-Gan (1/2)

Downstairs, there are clear barriers between the two sides.

The Jiu Yuan is led by Yuan Zhan while Da-He, Ding Fei and Da-da stand behind Yuan Zhan.

The Moer-Gan was headed by an old man wearing yuan-crystal jewelry. There were about 7 or 8 people in the line. But the old man seemed to be not very talkative and had been standing beside Qi Yuan without opening his mouth. The man who was now talking was a man who looks a little like Qi Yuan.

Yan Mo came downstairs and looked at the man carefully. He thought that such a man without brains was either born silly or full of fat brains. But now it seems that he is quite good-looking and somewhat stronger than Qi Yuan.

The Jiu Yuan People heard Yan Mo come downstairs and turned to look at him. Da-da pushed forward, trying to follow him.

Yan Mo stood on the stairs and patted Da-da on the shoulder, winking at him.

Da-He immediately went up and pulled Da-da away and stuffed him behind him. This is the culprit who let The Moer-Gan find his door. He dares to jump around without hiding anything. I'm afraid you are not conspicuous enough.

Da-da grinned at Da-He and was stared at by Yan Mo. He went quiet.

Yuan Zhan stretched out his hand. ”Did we make a lot of noise?”

Yan Mo gently pushed aside the arm that seemed to be trying to hold him and asked, ”What's the matter?”

Yuan Zhan got him a chair and asked him to sit down and talk.

Yan Mo had no choice but to pick him up wherever he went.

In fact, Yuan Zhan just didn't want him to be too tired. Although Yan Mo is powerful today, his first impression of the other side is too deep. He thinks that Yuan Zhan always unconsciously regards him as a weak and thin slave. It's a bit like parents looking at their children, no matter how old they grow up, they always want to protect them.

Look at Yan Mo sitting down. Yuan Zhan asked Ding Fei to bring a bowl of millet porridge, which has been steaming to Yan Mo to eat.

Yuan Zhan didn't think it was rude to do so. He thought that his Mo had not eaten anything when he got up, and his stomach was still empty. Naturally, he had to fill it up first. In this world, no matter what is not enough to fill the stomach!

Yan Mo held the wooden bowl as big as his head, looked at the porridge boiled very thick inside, a tempting fragrance went straight through his nostrils, his throat knotted, and he was not pretentious. He immediately grabbed the wooden spoon. From last night to now, he is really hungry, so let's talk while eating.

Yuan Zhan then said, ”The Moer-Gan people came to our door and said that someone had broken into their holy place and stolen a fish. It is said that somebody saw a tall figure carrying a big fish and they smelled full of fishy smell coming into our house in the middle of last night.

”That's not an ordinary fish! That's the favorites of The Water God. It's the human face fish. It's the demigod in the river!” Qi Hao had a hard time enduring the silence until now, when he heard Yuan Zhan's light explanation, he couldn’t help but interrupt with anger.

Qi Yuan greeted Yan Mo at the right time: ”Mo Da-Ren, excuse our intruding.”

Yan Mo, holding a wooden bowl, smiled at him. ”Qi Yuan Da-Ren.”

The old man beside Qi Yuan watched Yan Mo only by Mo-Mo. He did not respond at all and seemed to have no intention of saying hello.

Yan Mo glanced over the old man's face and smiled in his heart. He was familiar with the expression. In his forefathers, he saw many people. These people, for better or worse, attached great importance to their identity and status. That is to say, the so-called self-identities are usually waiting for others to see greet them first, and they can't help returning. One or two sentences.

However, some people just because of their personality or fear of causing trouble and they let themselves indifferently alienated from the crowd, they do not really think that they should be above others, while some people really think that they are above others and that the others in front of them are inferior, they simply feel disdain and that they are not equal or above the status of people enough to make an equal communication.

Just don't know if the old man belongs to the former or the latter?

”This is it?” Yan Mo said hello first. After all, the other person's age is there. Usually, he still respects the old.

Before Qi Yuan could speak, the old man said to himself, ”I am Priest Qi Shui of The Moer-Gan. You should be the Witch of The Jiu Yuan, too?”

Is this The Priest's intuition about The Priest? Yan Mo laughed and did not deny that he handed the wooden bowl to Ding Fei, stood up again and saluted, touched his chest with his right fist, and said, ”Priest Yan Mo of Jiu Yuan, the glory of the God of ancestors bless you and me.”

Qi Yuan thought you were the Priest of The Jiu Yuan!

Qi Shui did not despise Yan Mo because he was young. He also returned the courtesy of the Moer-Gan. ”The blessings of the Water God may the river never dry up, just like the brilliance of the Moer-Gan and the Jiu Yuan.”

That's a clever answer. If The Jiu Yuan didn't have the blessing of The Water God, would it be no longer brilliant? What? Will the river also dry up?

Yan Mo patted Yuan Zhan's arm.

Yuan Zhan did not move much, and Qi Shui had a chair beside him.

”Sit down, please.” Yan Mo raised his hand.

Qi Shui saw the chair for the first time, and when he saw Yan Mo sitting there, he thought it looked very good. He saw one more beside him. He just looked at it and sat down generously. There was no sense of embarrassment or discomfort of sitting in the chair for the first time.

”Qi Shui Da-Ren, are you here for the bone objects brought by Ding Yue?” Yan Mo seems to have completely forgotten what Yuan Zhan told him before.

Qi Shui nodded. ”Yes, I heard Qi Yuan tell me about bone objects. Qi Yuan didn't dare to bring them to me for fear of that they had a curse on them, but he didn't know that I had learned a little bone sculpting in The Three Cities. Even if it was cursed bone objects, I had a way to deal with it. Yan Mo Da-Ren, can I see those four bone objects with you?”

”Of course. Unexpectedly Qi Shui Da-Ren is a rare bone sculptor master. Ding Fei, come and put these four bone objects on the middle table.” Yan Mo took out the bone objects and handed them to Ding Fei, who continued to drink porridge with a wooden bowl.

Qi Shui also disagrees. Maybe this kind of behavior is normal in his eyes. Everyone is like this, and nobody thinks of impoliteness or disrespect. But he looked straight at Yan Mo as he pulled out his huge bone objects from his pocket.

Is this a similar ability to The Snake People? The Juvenile Priest of The Jiu Yuan is not only a teacher of bone sculptor, but also a collector of blood abilities.

Qi Shui got up to look at the four bone objects. Qi Hao was a little dull. He didn't seem to believe that Priest Da-Ren will let the Jiu Yuan go like this. Before they came, Qi Shui Da-Ren was so angry that Qi Hao was stunned and said, ”Qi Shui Da-Ren! Surface fish... The Water God's darlings, is that all? If The Water God comes back and finds out, she will get angry...”

Qi Yuan cast a helpless eye on his brother who had not yet understood the situation. He did not want to think that Qi Shui Da-Ren had already understood the situation facing another Priest. How could they keep chasing the fish?