Mo Qing watched silently on the shore as Zhang Xijing walked into the water step by step, and probably understood.

Zhang Xijing walked ashore in embarrassment, and suddenly felt a little pain in the back of his head, and almost died in Huangquan! Touching the back of his head, looking at the back of Mo Qing's departure, his heart was frightened, if it wasn't for his son-in-law who woke him up, I am afraid that he would really be a water ghost!

Ghost Zhang stood not far away and took a look, then turned to leave, not caring about the little tail following behind.

Liu Ruomeng still followed him secretly at first, but every time he was caught, he simply followed him openly.

At nightfall, the rain stopped.

Everyone was so frightened that they almost died in the storm.

According to the plans of the people, the mayor of the town wants the whole village to move to higher ground.

Yiling Mountain is not high, the terrain is low, surrounded by mountains, surrounded by it. After discussion, it was decided to move to the top of Yiling Mountain.

After digging the road for half a month, I finally dug a way out. In the past half month, the villagers have gone up the mountain to pick a favorite location to build a new house.

Only the mayor of the town, Zhang Xijing did not go up the mountain and still lived in the town, Li Liang still lived in the west courtyard, and Zhang Ghost was still living in the east courtyard.

The town is sparsely populated, and November is about to start winter, and they are all preparing for how to survive the winter.

The weather is slowly getting colder, and Zhang Xue doesn't like to go out anymore, so she likes to stay in the room and squat next to the stove to keep warm. Mo Qing was no longer close to her, she was afraid of the cold, and he couldn't warm her.

In the study, Zhang Xijing walked around, this heart was pounding. After a long time, Ghost Zhang pushed the door in, and Mo Qing also appeared in the study at the right time.

Zhang Xijing pointed to a piece of paper on the table and said, "This is an arrow shot at the door this morning." ”

The paper reads: One life for one life, take the small one for the life of the old thing!

Ghost Zhang frowned and said indifferently: "Don't save it." ”

Zhang Xijing said with a straight face: "She is your grandmother! How can you not save her?!"

Mo Qing looked at the arrow next to him, was silent, picked up the arrow and looked at the sign at the end of the arrow. said: "Zhang Tianjun is dead. "Put down this arrow.

Zhang Xijing stared at Mo Qing with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "Impossible! What are you doing with this letter if you don't live alive!"

Mo Qing said: "Life is better than death. ”

Zhang Xijing's body trembled, sat on the Taishi chair, and sighed: "What should I do??"

Ghost Zhang said, "You want to hand over Zhang Xue?"

Zhang Xijing's face was pale, and he said confidently: "He didn't specify Zhang Xue." ”

Mo Qing said: "The youngest in the Zhang family is Zhang Xue. ”

Zhang Xijing's face was as pale as dirt, and he didn't know how to choose for a while.

Ghost Zhang left a sentence: "Don't forget the words of the ancestors." After saying that, he left.

Zhang Xijing raised his eyes to look at Mo Qing and asked, "Son-in-law, what should I do?" ”

Mo Qing was silent, his eyes were always on the sign at the end of the arrow, and after a long time, he said, "Where did the Zhang family come from? ”

Zhang Xijing couldn't understand what Mo Qing meant, and replied: "The Zhang family has been a mountain village villager for generations, and occasionally has a chance to save a Taoist master, and has obtained some techniques to subdue demons and subdue demons. ”

Mo Qing glanced at Zhang Xijing thoughtfully, a cluster of flames floated out from his fingertips, and the dark blue ghost fire devoured the paper.

The door of the study was pushed open, Zhang Xue probed her brain in, and said with a smile: "Daddy, husband, why don't you sleep yet!

When Zhang Xijing saw Zhang Xue, he felt sad for a while, walked over, took her little hand and said, "Why doesn't Xue'er sleep yet?

When Zhang Xue came in, Mo Qing put away the arrows, and watched Zhang Xue coquettish in Zhang Xijing's arms with doting eyes.

Near midnight, Huang Nianzhu coaxed Zhang Xue to sleep, and watched Zhang Xijing go out, but fortunately, Mo Qing went with him, so he dared to put down his hanging heart.

Zhang Xijing walked in front silently, the cold wind blew, and the whole person trembled, tightened his collar, and walked with his head shrunk.

Mo Qing gradually disappeared behind him.

Zhang Xijing sighed and said, "Son-in-law, wait a while, trouble..." He sighed and continued to walk with his head buried in his head.

I didn't think about where Mo Qing went, and continued to think about what to do later? I don't know who the enemy is? I don't know what happened to my mother now? Is it really as Mo Qing said?

Thinking all the way, I came to Qingtoupo unconsciously.

In the quiet night, there are still a little lighted fireflies in the aquatic plants, and the night sky washed by the rain is clean and thorough, the starlight is sprinkled all over the sky, and the moonlight is as bright as silver.

The river of Qingtoupo flowed quietly, a trace of fog appeared on the water, and several figures could be seen standing on the water in the haze.

Zhang Xijing stood on the shore, trying to see clearly who the person standing on the water was, and shouted: "Hey! I'm Zhang Xijing! I'm here! Where is my mother?!

After a while, the figures on the water swayed, but no one responded to Zhang Xijing's words.

Zhang Xijing was anxious, he wanted to go over, and he didn't have a boat to cross the river, so he was in a hurry, and at this moment, he didn't see Mo Qing. I shouted again: "Hey, speak! I'm Zhang Tianjun's son!

No one responded to Zhang Xijing, and the sound of the time signal came from afar, and it was already three watches.

The figures in the fog swayed, the thick fog filled, and gradually the figures were clearly visible, and the evening breeze gently rose.

Zhang Xijing didn't dare to blink, he stood nervously in place, and a few deep footprints were stepped out of the wetland.

A ship staggered over, and there was a black-robed man standing on the boat, with a strange mask on his face under the black robe, as if he was smiling but not laughing, as if crying but not crying, and in the center of the boat sat a gold-rimmed black-robed man with half a mask.

Zhang Xijing hurriedly said: "Where is my mother!" At a glance, he didn't see Zhang Tianjun's aged figure, and the uneasiness in his heart became even heavier.

The man sitting in the middle of the ship spoke: "What about the exchange of hostages." "The hoarse voice could not be heard by men, women and children.

Zhang Xijing frowned and said, "I want to see my mother first, who knows if you lied to me." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black-robed man threw out a package and threw it at the ground at Zhang Xijing's feet.

Zhang Xijing picked up the package on the ground in a frightened heart, some viscous liquid, opened the burden tremblingly, and an arm appeared in front of him, and he had a jade ring on his finger, seeing this jade ring, his heart was half cold. Tremblingly, he said, "Is my mother still alive?"

The black-robed man sitting in the center said, "Of course. We've shown our sincerity, and the girl can hand it over. ”

Zhang Xijing's face is even worse, I don't know what to do?

The black-robed man sitting in the center said again: "I'll give you another day to think about it, and it'll be here tomorrow night." ”

Zhang Xijing nodded helplessly, raised his eyes again, and the thick fog shrouded again, and the figures in the fog swayed and gradually disappeared into the fog.