Chapter 3047

Mo Qingyun flew a certain distance and came to the front of the palace, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Seeing the palace so close and unable to enter it, Mo Qingyun felt a little anxious.

Without being able to enter the palace, he couldn't communicate with people and figure out his current situation.

Looking around, Mo Qingyun saw a small village under the palace.

"Although the people in this village don't seem to have strong cultivation, they should know some news."

With this thought in Mo Qingyun's mind, he flew downwards, planning to ask a villager about the situation.

Mo Qingyun's figure flickered a few times, and he went to the village and found a plainly dressed villager.

"Brother, I want to ask, what is this place?"

Blocking the way of the villagers, Mo Qingyun was very polite and asked the other party for news.

Listening to Mo Qingyun's words, the village name was bewildered, showing a confused state.

"Is he deaf?"

Seeing the reaction of the village name, Mo Qingyun was also a little confused, and instinctively came up with this idea.

When Mo Qingyun was puzzled, the villagers thought for a while, and said: "Ah, huh, huh, huh..."

"..."

Mo Qingyun was dumbfounded for a while.

The current him, apart from being dumbfounded, is dumbfounded.

He couldn't understand what the villagers were saying.

"Is this villager a fool?"

When Mo Qingyun thought about it, he was going to change someone and ask about the situation again.

Seeing that Mo Qingyun walked away, the villagers did not catch up, and shook their heads helplessly.

Seemingly depressed, Mo Qingyun didn't understand after talking for a long time.

Soon, Mo Qingyun found another villager and said, "Uncle, what is this place?"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's question, the uncle villager also showed a dazed expression.

Seeing the opponent's performance, Mo Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knew the result.

It wasn't that the previous villager was a fool, but that they spoke different languages ​​and couldn't communicate.

With such a result, Mo Qingyun wanted to cry but had no tears, and his mood was extremely complicated.

He couldn't understand what the other party said, so how could he ask for directions and figure out his current situation.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's reaction, the old villager frowned, and gestured to a young man next to him.

Hearing the old man's instructions, the young man immediately ran away and walked into the largest house in the village.

After a while, a middle-aged man in Confucian attire, holding a lupine, came together with the young man.

As the middle-aged man in Confucianism approached, he cupped his hands to Mo Qingyun and said, "Ji Li Gu Ru, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E, E,..."

"..."

Mo Qingyun was speechless, with a depressed expression on his face.

He could tell that the middle-aged man in Confucian costume in front of him was probably the most educated person in the village.

Just as Mo Qingyun thought, when the middle-aged man in the Confucian costume came over, other people in the village gathered around.

Everyone looked at Mo Qingyun, and they began to chatter, pointing and pointing at Mo Qingyun.

Although Mo Qingyun couldn't understand the language, he could guess the general meaning.

If nothing else, what these people said about him probably meant that he was a fool.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's gloomy face, not knowing how to express his thoughts, the middle-aged man in Confucianism costume had a flash of inspiration, picked up a branch and wrote on the ground.

After a while, strange characters appeared in front of Mo Qingyun's eyes.

"..."

Looking at the words on the ground, Mo Qingyun was depressed again, not knowing any of them.

Mo Qingyun took a deep breath, and a strong wailing rose in his heart.

Unexpectedly, one day, he not only became a deaf-mute, but also an illiterate.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance, the middle-aged man in Confucianism immediately understood that Mo Qingyun didn't know a single word.

Immediately, some sympathy emerged in his gaze towards Mo Qingyun.

The middle-aged man in Confucian costume threw away the branch, so he patted Mo Qingyun on the shoulder and gestured to him.

That probably meant to tell Mo Qingyun not to be sad, but to live in the village first, and they took Mo Qingyun in.

"Um!"

Although he was very depressed, Mo Qingyun was still moved and nodded at the middle-aged man in Confucianism.

Anyway, it's a place to stay.

This place is no different than other places, except that there are powerful practitioners, and even the language is not common.

If he ran out and accidentally offended others, he wouldn't even have a chance to explain.

Thinking of this, Mo Qingyun was lucky not to have entered the Heavenly Palace before.

The people in the Heavenly Palace are definitely not as easy to get along with as these villagers.

If what Mo Qingyun said made the other party misunderstand and think that Mo Qingyun was provoking, then the fun would be great.

Seeing Mo Qingyun nodding, the middle-aged man in Confucianism attire stepped forward and made a gesture of please.

Soon, led by a middle-aged man in a Confucian costume, Mo Qingyun came to a simple wooden house.

Not long after Mo Qingyun entered the wooden house, a middle-aged woman hugged the bedding and entered to make the bed for him.

After a while, everyone bought some daily necessities in the originally empty wooden house.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Qingyun couldn't help feeling a little moved, Lian Lian expressed his gratitude to everyone.

For Mo Qingyun's gesture of gratitude, everyone looked at him with sympathy, and patted him on the shoulder with concern and left.

With that kind of behavior, it seemed that Mo Qingyun was going to the execution ground and was about to be executed.

"Customs are different, not sympathy!"

Mo Qingyun comforted herself silently in her heart, so that she could feel better.

After the adults left, the children of the village ran over and hid outside the door of the wooden house, looking at Mo Qingyun curiously.

From their behavior, it seemed that Mo Qingyun was a funny and strange animal in their eyes.

Seeing the innocent performance of the children, Mo Qingyun felt like crying, and his whole heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, when did he fall to this state.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's sad face, a five or six-year-old girl walked into the house with a timid expression.

Seeing the little girl muster up her courage and walk in front of her, Mo Qingyun showed a curious expression.

Under Mo Qingyun's curious eyes, the little girl took out a fruit and handed it to Mo Qingyun carefully.

Comprehending what the little girl meant, Mo Qingyun nodded and put the fruit in his hands.

Seeing Mo Qingyun take the fruit, the little girl immediately relaxed and ran out of the house.

Seeing the little girl run away, Mo Qingyun showed a complicated expression, and said: "At the moment, the most important thing is to learn the language here first."

Mo Qingyun understood this, so he left the wooden house and walked towards the residence of the middle-aged Confucianist.

Seeing Mo Qingyun coming, the middle-aged man dressed in Confucianism was polite and asked Mo Qingyun to sit down.

Mo Qingyun didn't sit down, but walked to the bookshelf, picked up a book and began to draw.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, the middle-aged man dressed in Confucianism immediately understood, took out some books and handed them to Mo Qingyun.

Taking the book from the middle-aged man in Ruzhuang, Mo Qingyun nodded and left.

It doesn't matter if you don't leave, neither of them can understand what they are saying, and there is nothing to communicate with.