During the heyday of the Wei family, the sphere of influence covered a certain river delta, and its children were stationed in the imperial capital with the idea of the Zhao family as the center, but with the change of the general trend of the world, the Wei family has withdrawn from the imperial capital and abandoned most of the territory and business, and has been tightly hugged in the place where their ancestors have returned to the ruins for generations - simply put, a place centered on the ancestral cemetery.

Wei Teng's "poor hospitality" was not a lie, when Mo Ye followed them to the Wei family, he was only treated with three dishes and one soup, a glass of spiritual wine, and three old men as companions.

This hospitality is quite inconsiderate.

"What do you want to do when you go to the imperial capital?"

The wine is not enough to go through the three rounds, and the dishes can be mixed and matched to eat the five flavors, but thinking of Cao Shouzhen's revelation that he was conspired against before, Mo Xie is mouthful of food and a drop of wine are useless. The atmosphere on the scene was so embarrassing for a while, and several people looked at each other awkwardly and then started an awkward chat. And the so-called awkward chat is naturally the more you chat, the more embarrassing it becomes, when it is really embarrassing, the old man sitting opposite Mo Ye couldn't help but ask the first sentence with nutritional value on the table.

"I have a junior disciple in the imperial capital, and his daughter was born, I'll go and take a look. ”

Mo Xie's eyes didn't blink when he said this, and at this moment he still maintained the appearance of the world of "Fengyun", with a messy hair hanging down his shoulders and an embarrassing beard, I really don't know how the "Holy Scripture" gave birth to him in the first place.

"Oh, congratulations to fellow Daoists. ”

The three elders bowed their hands to Mo Xie in unison.

……

"Have you found out what he's doing?"

In the depths of the Wei family, in the secret room, a computer that was constantly beating with all kinds of data was frowned upon.

"For the time being, no samples have been found that can match him. ”

The data in this computer is inherited from the Zhao family, and it contains the information of all the cultivators in the world, from the characteristics of their faces to the characteristics of their exercises, from being bitten by a dog when they were young to being beaten by others in their prime.

"Can't find it...... Mo Ye ...... If it's not a pseudonym, then it can only be 'him'. Wei Yan thought about it and loosened his brows, "Okay, since you want to enter Beijing, then I will send you to Beijing!

The appearance of the monk is not reliable, especially in the current world, whether it is to save his life or for other motives to change his appearance, Wei Yan is not afraid that it is the real Mo Ye who is sitting in the Wei family at the moment, he is only afraid that it is the fake Mo Ye who comes.

has made up his mind, and he just needs to arrange a reasonable plot.

"Well, it's a bit old-fashioned, but it's the only way to make sense right now. Moreover, even the actors have ready-made ones. "Since the fall of the Zhao family, Wei Wei has not been able to live in the future, and he will not come forward this time, but it doesn't matter, at least seventy percent of the people in the entire Wei family will obey him.

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After chatting awkwardly with the three guys who claimed to be the Great Elder, the Second Elder, and the Third Elder, Mo Ye was led into the guest room by two maids, which was different from the retro solemn and formal wooden courtyard pavilions of the first four major families, and the pragmatic sinkhole of the Zhou family, the second- and third-tier Xiuzhen families like the Wei family were already quite secularized, and the so-called "guest room" was a suite in a hotel under the name of the Wei family.

Rejecting the strong service enthusiasm of the two maids, Mo Xie said that he had too many secrets on his body, and vowed to kill all those who should not know these secrets, and suddenly the two maids switched to a cold look.

"Senior, just ring the bell if you have something. The two maids who were still introducing Mo Ye to the wonders of the crystal bath in the bathroom a moment ago suddenly ran away, and they ran as fast as they could.

The potential of people is truly limitless.

Mo Xie let out this exclamation twice in this day, the first time the maid ran away, and it was just nightfall.

His second exclamation occurred at the turn of the day, at 23:59 in terms of specific moments.

"Bang! bang!"

Someone was knocking on the door of the guest room, and hearing it alone made Mo Ye feel that this person was extraordinary.

This is the sound that comes from slapping the door with the palm of your hand.

Someone has summed up the matter of "knocking on the door": knocking on the door with knuckles = ordinary youth, knocking on the door with fists = angry youth, knocking on the door with the palm of the hand = 2. forced youth.

- Nonsense, it hurts to slap the door with the palm of your hand.

Three watches in the middle of the night, two forced knocks on the door, this kind of thing Mo Xie had long expected, but in Mo Ye's expectation, it should have been two women and a relationship, but when it really happened, it was a man and a bunch of things. Mo Xie swore that he did not choose to enter the 'Heavenly Realm' because he was expecting such a thing to happen.

The person who came was Cao Shouzhen.

The way he came here was very peculiar: he didn't come on foot, he didn't fly, he came on crawl. Knocking on the door with the palm of his hand was entirely because he was lying on the ground at the moment, covered in blood.

It is also very strange that he can run to Mo Ye's door: Mo Ye watched him being arrested, and he also saw how many prohibitions Wei Teng added to him, in this case, it is already very unbelievable that Cao Shouzhen can get away, not to mention that he can still find Mo Ye's door, and he has not been caught all the way back is simply "like divine help".

"Bang! bang!"

Mo Xie sensed it and saw that it was Cao Shouzhen who didn't plan to open the door, who was right and who was wrong, who owed whom, and who should die between the Wei family and Cao Shouzhen was not in charge of Mo Ye, an outsider who didn't know the truth, especially after Mo Xie decided to find Lin Mingyi to fight, he had already realized that if he wanted to increase his chances of victory, he had to be less involved in cause and effect.

But this Cao Shouzhen's skill in slapping the door is too superb, and Mo Ye's choice in the face of such a pleasant voice is really limited: give him a ride directly, or drag him in to prevent him from doing such a heart-wrenching thing to the door again.

"Damn, what a talent. ”

It was so easy to send Cao Shouzhen a ride, so Mo Xie decided to drag someone in first and ask how this person managed to break free from the ban, hide his tracks, and touch him with scattered injuries to knock on the door, and then consider what kind of treatment to give this talent according to the answer.

After all, God has the virtue of a good life, and it is also cause and effect to see death and not save it.

Mo Ye opened the door, and Cao Shouzhen, who was lying in a pool of blood in a difficult position, immediately rolled in—how difficult was this position? But it was evident to see Cao Shouzhen's feet that were closed together on top of his head and nailed together by iron nails. It can be seen that Wei Teng is not satisfied with the prohibition of the talisman, and physical means are his true love.

Cao Shouzhen was driven into a total of seventeen iron nails, in addition to the main large joints and key points, his hands and feet were taken care of, and only the wrist joints and ten fingers could move freely all over the body, and it was precisely because of this that Mo Xie would make an evaluation of "like divine help".

This trip to the muddy waters did not give Mo Ye room to refuse from the beginning.

"Let me wade into troubled waters? Mo Ye threw Cao Shouzhen onto the bed, not caring about the traces left on the sheets by the blood that kept flowing from his body.

"Come, find me something, tell me what to hear. ”

Pulling out an iron nail embedded in Cao Shouzhen's neck, and returning the ability to speak to the other party, Mo Xie asked coldly.