Chapter 90: The White Wolf with Empty Gloves
At midnight, Zhang Xijing was already standing there, waiting for the black-robed people to appear.
This time, Zhang Xijing didn't wait too long, the thick fog shrouded in, and several black shadows swam in the thick fog, gradually approaching the shore.
The black-robed men were still the same, but there was an extra small boat, which was loaded with a large box, and two small boats staggered out of the thick fog.
Zhang Xijing looked at the small boat carrying the big box, frowned at the black-robed man's boat parked there, and shouted, "Where is my mother?"
The black-robed man on the boat kicked the big box and signaled that Zhang Tianjun was inside.
Zhang Xijing hurriedly said: "Be careful!"
The black-robed man said directly: "What about Zhang Xue, you don't have a third chance." There was no figure of Zhang Xue in the field of vision.
Zhang Xijing rubbed his palms, stretched out his hand and beckoned to the back, Zhang Xue came out of the water grass behind, ran behind Zhang Xijing mischievously, and looked at them timidly. said, "Cher, I brought it." β
The black-robed man of the small boat received the signal of the black-robed man with gold edges, slowly sailed the boat over, docked, and the two black-robed men carried the big box up. Zhang Xijing took Zhang Xue's little hand and walked over.
The black-robed man took Zhang Xue's little hand from Zhang Xijing's hand, and Zhang Xijing opened the big box in a hurry.
In the moonlight, the large box was empty, and there was nothing in it, let alone people.
Zhang Xijing looked back at them and asked, "Isn't my mother inside?"
This Zhang Xue is papier-mΓ’chΓ©, using the Taoist trick to cover her eyes, this mother was not saved, and Xue'er was nowhere to be found.
The black-robed man with Phnom Penh said, "You don't have a chance. β
A childish voice came: "Here I am." attracted the attention of the black-robed man, and also made Zhang Xijing stunned.
Seeing Mo Qing walking out of the side with Zhang Xue in his arms, Zhang Xijing looked surprised, and then his face became even worse.
Zhang Xijing said bitterly: "You brought her here?"
Mo Qing said expressionlessly: "Xue'er is coming by herself." β
Zhang Xijing looked at Zhang Xue in surprise, Zhang Xue smiled at him lightly, and said, "I will rescue grandma." β
Zhang Xijing lowered his head in shame and said, "Our Zhang family is sorry for you, Xue'er." β
Zhang Xue smiled and didn't respond to Zhang Xijing, looked at the black-robed man on the river in front of him, and said, "Where is my grandmother? β
The black-robed man in Phnom Penh looked at the people on the shore, nodded slightly, and said, "If you come with me, you can see Zhang Tianjun." β
Zhang Xue looked up at Mo Qing, and Mo Qing said indifferently: "How true are your words?"
The black-robed man in Phnom Penh smiled and said: "So suspicious, how can we work together? We are not enemies, the Zhang family is your enemy, it was the Zhang family who killed your parents, little doll, you are recognizing a thief as your father!"
The words of the black-robed man in Phnom Penh made Zhang Xue's head blank, my parents were killed by the Zhang family?!
Facing Zhang Xue's eyes, Zhang Xijing said angrily: "Don't spew blood here! Sow discord! My Zhang family didn't kill Xue'er's parents!"
Mo Qing said indifferently: "Xue'er's life experience will be found out by this king." He looked at the black-robed man and said, "You don't know whether Zhang Tianjun is alive or dead, she is not in your hands, and this empty glove white wolf is also fooled by Zhang Xijing's fool." β
The black-robed man in Phnom Penh said with a smile: "King Mo is really clever and intelligent, sure enough, he can't hide it from your old man." β
Zhang Xijing's heart tightened, and he felt that they were playing with themselves, and his heart was full of anger!
Mo Qing said: "It was not extinct a thousand years ago, and this spring breeze blew and reborn, strong as weeds. β
The black-robed man in Phnom Penh said: "Thank you King Mo for your compliment, it's not early this day, and I'm going to go back to my master to report my life." β
The fog shrouded them again, gradually engulfing them, and they could only be seen in the fog, slowly disappearing into the fog.
When Zhang Xijing came back to his senses, Mo Qing had already taken Zhang Xue away, leaving him alone and not moving.
This drama-like farce ended Zhang Xue knowing his life experience, and Zhang Xijing's approach made the Zhang family shameless to face Zhang Xue.
In the Zhang family's mansion, the lights are bright.
A banquet was set up in the courtyard to entertain Feiyi and Liao Zijun, who came from afar. The mayor who heard the sound hurriedly came over to pat himself on the back, I don't know why Feiyi is a person, but he clearly knows who Liao Zijun is!
The mayor of the town took Liu Yuan over and sat beside Liao Zijun cordially, Liao Zijun and Feiyi sat together, looking at Mo Qing opposite, Mo Qing sat together with Zhang Xue in his arms, and Zhang Xijing and Huang Nianzhu sat there with bad faces.
Fei Yi glanced at them and said, "This flower is under the moon, accompanied by wine and food, what is there to think about! If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!" hooked up with Liao Zijun with one hand and toasted him directly.
The mayor of the town responded: "Yes, yes, tonight's beautiful scenery! Liao Gongzi, this is my grandson Liu Yuan." Pulling Liu Yuan to stand up and toast together.
Liao Zijun nodded perfunctorily, and Liu Yuan also toasted with the mayor, one on Mo Qing and the other on Zhang Xue.
Feiyi stood up again, came to Zhang Xijing's side, poured a glass of water and wine, and said: "Brother Zhang, you can't stop drinking, as the saying goes, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows!"
Zhang Xijing raised his eyes to look at Feiyi, sighed, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Huang Nianzhu looked at Zhang Xue, bitter in her heart, Xue'er looked at her eyes like a stranger, who can blame her! Picked up a chicken leg with chopsticks and put it in her bowl, and said softly: "Xue'er, this is your favorite white-cut chicken." β
Zhang Xue nodded, didn't speak, picked up the chicken leg and ate quietly, eating, tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes, and murmured, "Can I still call you mother?"
Huang Nianzhu's heart tightened, and she choked up: "Of course you can, silly boy, you are my Xue'er, and no one can replace Xue'er." He got up and walked over and hugged her tightly.
Mo Qing let go in time, let Huang Nianzhu take Zhang Xue away, and watched the two of them walk back to the room.
As soon as the yellow rosary left, Zhang Xijing completely let go and drank the wine in a big gulp. This was exactly what Fei Yi wanted, and the two brothers soon drank together.
The mayor of the town pulled Liu Yuan, and there was no cup to salute Liao Zijun, Liao Zijun and Liu Yuan glanced at each other, and both raised their glasses and drank down, as if they saw the helplessness of the other party, and the feeling of sympathy for their own illness arose.
Mo Qing took a sip, the delicacy of the world was already indifferent in his mouth, and when he reached this cultivation, he no longer needed to eat the grains and grains of the world.
A dark cloud covered the half moon, and gradually they were all drunk for the most part, Zhang Xijing was lying on the table, the mayor of the town lay directly on the ground, Feiyi was still drinking, looking at the fallen person, and said with a smile: "It's still Qin Gongzi's good amount of wine!"
Mo Qing looked at Fei Yi who came over indifferently, and slapped it, and Fei Yi fainted on the ground.
Liu Yuan and Liao Zijun, who were watching from the sidelines, trembled, Liao Zijun took a sip of wine, poured it again, walked over with a wine glass, and said while drunk: "Qin Gongzi, can you let me follow you?"