Tongshen City, outside the mountains of Tongshenmen.,The ten-year-old Mo, like a little adult, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll handle it," then took out several talismans from the storage bag behind him. He handed them to the chubby kid along with white paper and red ink.,For example, Mo Xia wouldn't foolishly say something like "For instance, me..."。