[Could it be that the host wants to arrest them?] The small system immediately geared up.

"However, traveling is more important now. It's too troublesome for me to handle these things by myself."

Mo Chuchen's change of subject shattered the illusion of a small system. He grabbed the melon seeds in the bowl next to him, threw a handful out casually, and said calmly to the coachman: "Keep going."

"Okay." The coachman responded in a daze. Just now, he seemed to see something flying out of the master's car. The little thing was very fast and hit the bandit accurately.

After that, the bandits became motionless. It would be inaccurate to say that they were motionless, because the coachman discovered that the eyes of these bandits could still move. From the fierce eyes at the beginning, they turned into panic, and then they all stared at the carriage.

This scene reminded the coachman of some strange stories in the mountains.

After panicking, he then remembered that in the legendary Jianghu martial arts, there seemed to be a method of acupuncture that could produce such effects.

The master of Juren really hides his secrets.

With just one move, the bandits were restrained!

The coachman was filled with emotion.

The carriage gradually left the bandits' encirclement.

The curious coachman glanced back.

The motionless bandit stood like a statue in the forest, with pairs of black and white eyes constantly looking at him, sad, angry, and frightened...

Seeing this silently, the coachman's hair suddenly ran cold and he subconsciously speeded up the carriage.

[Isn’t the host going to get rid of them?] The small system is puzzled. It thinks that it is simple and quick to eliminate this hidden danger directly.

Mo Chuchen was cracking melon seeds leisurely, and he chuckled: "Of course I can solve it by taking action, but to kick out the bandits' den while protecting the carriage, the power required must exceed the regulations of heaven.

I'm afraid it will end badly by then, and the court will send a small group of people to investigate this place in a few days, so let's talk about it then."

Every world has a certain capacity. For example, in this world, it only allows the existence of martial arts. A martial artist who practices martial arts at a young age can fight against a hundred weak scholars, but he cannot fight against a hundred martial arts people.

, it is even more impossible to conjure up Gatling and kill a hundred of his peers.

Of course, this kind of force on the surface is one thing, but invisible and intangible force is another thing. Things like fortune telling, divination, and beating villains are still allowed, but they require a lot of points.

[The host really treats it as a game.] The small system wondered for a while how the host understood the rules of the game better than it did... Bah, bah, these are the rules signed by the main system and the consciousness of heaven.

Three days later, Mo Chuchen's convoy met a group of people at the inn as scheduled. They were sent by the imperial court. Mo Chuchen did not find out their specific identities, but he vaguely understood that these people were going to clean up the nest.

They were bandits, so Mo Chuchen quietly tampered with them.

He sat in the carriage, swaying his fingers slightly, and a black aura invisible to mortals swirled around Mo Chuchen's fingers.

There was a bit of a smile in Mo Chuchen's eyes. He patted it gently, and the aura immediately floated over to the group of people.

The little system looked at the group of people passing by at the inn, feeling unspeakably distressed [A halo of mental retardation! This kind of thing is rare in the system mall.] After saying this, it realized something and screamed [Host, you are actually the consciousness of the world.

Illegitimate child, otherwise, how could you come up with such a thing?】

"No, I got it on credit from the mall." Mo Chuchen replied calmly.

Credit? When did the mall have this function... The little system was confused. It tried hard to think for a long time before remembering that there seemed to be such a function, but...

[Is there a credit function?...Credit should be a function that only excellent systems have. When did I have it, and the host didn’t notify me when I bought something!]

The small system suddenly had the feeling that this big boss host could complete the task without its assistance at all.

….

Although he had long known that the system he had was one point short of failing, Mo Chuchen still felt tired when he heard the system mention the problem of such a poor student.

"The rubbish system talks less and learns more."

Mo Chuchen replied without temper.

[With the bonus of the mental retardation halo, I believe that the enemies will all be mentally retarded. The reaction of the police officers who suppress the bandits will definitely be interesting. 】

The small system decided not to fight with the host on the same issue. Through the host's half-smiling eyes, it always felt that there was an answer behind its own question that it could not afford.

Soon after, they finally arrived in the capital. After several months of ups and downs, the servants looked particularly lackluster. Mo Chuchen temporarily spent a lot of money to build a courtyard house and moved everyone into the courtyard.

The yard was large, and it was not a problem to accommodate more than a dozen people. Mo Chuchen simply separated the baby room, study room, master bedroom, and servants' lounge, and then went out alone to observe the situation in the capital.

The current season has just entered autumn, and there are already many scholars arriving in the capital. Looking around, the attics, small pavilions, etc. are full of scholars who make friends with poetry. At poetry gatherings, no one cares what you are wearing.

I only care about your literary talent and style.

Mo Chuchen also attended many poetry gatherings. He had no intention of getting close to anyone. He was just mentally appraising the process of the task and figuring out when to leave.

Yes, he does not need to spend his whole life with the client. As long as he completes the task, he can switch back with the client.

Mo Chuchen knew very well that in the original plot, the original owner gradually grew up after observing filial piety, but in the current plot, due to the intervention of the wild system, the original owner did not grow.

Once he leaves, I'm afraid things won't be easy to deal with. Such a bad ending is not what he wants to see.

The other side.

Feng Qingling finally moved into the house arranged by Zhao Nan. Zhao Nan was indeed very interested in the glass in her hand. He took the initiative to explain that the reason why he didn't care at first was that he had thought about it for a long time and decided to observe in secret. After discovering that the glass technology was only

After Feng Qingling met, Zhao Nan took the initiative to attack.

This attack not only bought Feng Qingling the best house, sent a large number of people to protect her, but also selected several reliable apprentices for her [these are Feng Qingling's unilateral opinions].

inside the room.

"How about it? I just said you can't have a glass house and no one will notice it. No, Zhao Nan and I got in touch very quickly." Old God Feng Qingling ate the dessert and poured himself a cup of tea.

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There was no maid in the room, so Feng Qingling did not talk to the system in her heart, but spoke frankly, her beautiful eyes shining with joy.

[Then you have to conquer it as soon as possible] These days, the wild system is looking at Zhao Nan who is so close, wishing to swallow up all his luck. Xia Xuan, who spent two years to get it done before, didn't know what was wrong with him, and actually came to Beijing.
Chapter completed!