Chapter 577: Not in the Spiritual Prison

"We don't have to go to the ghost prison, Qingcheng is not in the ghost prison at all, Amur has seen him, and knows that he can't survive the torture in the ghost prison at all, or one day, Qingcheng will die, the dead Qingcheng has no use value for Amur, he released the news just to make me come to the Feisha tribe again, and use Qingcheng to trap me. ”

Mo Yan looked at the desert below the horizon, his expression was steady, he had already thought that returning to the desert was not to rescue Qingcheng from the ghost prison, but from the hands of Amur. He took off his towel and looked at the people, their faces filled not with the sorrow of the heavy rain, but with the enthusiasm of yearning for a new life, who had long been accustomed to the heat of the desert and were helpless against the continuous rain.

Mo Yan looked at the new house and thought of Shen Qiqi, is she still playing with the little rabbit at this time, is she walking around, has she eaten well, will the exit of the valley be discovered, when she came out, she was blocked three times, and a lot of trees were transplanted at the exit, no one should find out......

"Then you're coming back?" Qingwei interrupted Mo Yan's contemplation, he was confused, and only spoke after a while, since Mo Yan knew that this was a trap, why did he come back?

"I can't give up Qingcheng, you and Qingcheng are the most important people around me, you and him, nothing can happen. Mo Yan was indifferent, with a simple sentence, to dispel the doubts in Qingwei's heart, all along, Qingcheng and Qingwei have been secretly competing, trying to fight for a position closer to Mo Yan, both of them are loyal to Mo Yan, but they are a little unconvinced of each other.

And Qingwei was secretly jealous of Qingcheng as Mo Yan's close guard, and Mo Yan was closer, he could only exist as a shadow, with jealousy in his heart, he felt that Mo Yan must be better for Qingcheng, they came to Mo Yan at the same time, and now Qingcheng seems to be more reused by Mo Yan, this time Qingcheng was caught in a ghost prison, and he even had a trace of schadenfreude in his heart.

Now that Mo Yan said a word, Qingwei suddenly felt ashamed, he had been watching whether Mo Yan's attention to Qingcheng was beyond himself, and he didn't expect to be seen through by Mo Yan, he didn't scold himself, but gently took it with a sentence.

Qingwei was ashamed in his heart, and his words were also filled with shame: "Your Highness, you are waiting for me to find out the news." I must have found out where Qingcheng was being held, whether it was on Daoshan Mountain or under the oil pot. ”

"I don't need to know where Qingcheng is, I just need to know a place to rescue Qingcheng. Mo Yan glanced at Qingwei, if he was let out at this time, in order to compensate for his guilt towards Qingcheng, he would do something impulsive, in case he was also caught, there would be no helper by his side, and it would be very troublesome to do things.

Mo Yan whispered a few words to Qing Wei, and Qing Wei turned around and left Mo Yan. Mo Yan put on his veil again, blending in with the crowd of people, he was more familiar with the place of the Flying Sand Clan, in order to obtain the information of the Flying Sand Clan, he had sneaked into it several times, and he knew the terrain here well, it was the hot afternoon at this time, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, the blazing light made people unable to look up at the sky, and the trees planted on both sides of the street brought a trace of shade to the people, so that they could act.

"Amur, you are not completely inactive. Mo Yan stared at the tall trees, muttered to himself, no longer delayed time, turned around and began his own actions.

Mo Yan found an inn, changed into the clothes of the guards of the Water Ice Palace, and ordered a few side dishes and a bowl of rough->>

Rice, his interest in eating can't catch up with half of Shen Qiqi's, he wants to see the menu, when it rained heavily, the menu provided by the inn only had a few small dishes that could not be selected, and now that the rain is over, the inn provides more side dishes.

"Xiao Er, I want to ask, I see that there are a lot of new houses on the street, it seems to be different from the previous ones, what's going on?" Mo Yan was serious, although he didn't agree to Amur's request from the heart, but he still hoped to do something for the people of the Feisha Clan, the people were innocent, and subconsciously wanted to know if Shen Qiqi's design could work.

"Guest officer, you have come at the right time, if you came a few days ago, there was water everywhere, it rained here for almost a month, and the house collapsed a lot, the regent of Tianyue, Mo Yan, led our people to build a lot of new houses, these houses are simple, convenient and strong, we live more comfortably than before, the regent is really good, no wonder the patriarch is afraid of him. ”

Xiao Er saw that Mo Yan looked noble and elegant, and he was generous, and he gave a reward of one or two pieces of silver, and he said more, his words were in Mo Yan's arms, and sure enough, as he thought, Shen Qiqi's design worked, and the people were very satisfied.

"That patriarch is also good to you, he can build houses for the people, this kind of patriarch, you must like it very much. Mo Yan was telling the truth, he promised Amur for the sake of the people, and Amur was also talking about the people. He wouldn't care if he put Mo Yan in the ghost prison, but as long as he carried out the people, he could be impressed.

Mo Yan lowered his head and smiled, as long as the people were safe, he would not bother with Amur.

"You're wrong, guest officer, how can you not want money, our patriarch is a powerful person, hum. Xiao Er suddenly stopped talking about this, lowered his head and set up the dishes and chopsticks for Mo Yan, he saw Xiao Er's concerns, and stuffed one or two silver ingots into Xiao Er.

"Little second brother, I want to do business in the desert, I want to find out the situation here, you just be a good person, tell me, I won't tell anyone, I don't know you, I will never frame you. Mo Yan knew that Xiao Er wanted to talk and was worried, he used silver to reassure the other party, Xiao Er's eyes lit up when he saw the silver, and he quickly stuffed the silver into his sleeve and glanced left and right.

"Guest officer, the patriarch only has money in his eyes, he has built a new house for the people, but it is not given for nothing, each house is taxed according to the amount of materials, if you can't get it, you have to send someone to the patriarch to plant medicine, and the wages of the work will be worth the money for building the house, and the regent heard that the patriarch was also locked up. Xiao Er simply closed the door, sat down and talked to Mo Yan, Mo Yan personally poured tea for Xiao Er, Xiao Er was moved by his sincerity, drank tea and continued.

"Isn't it good to grow medicine? It should be a good livelihood in the desert, because it is difficult for desert plants to grow, and the place where you can grow medicine must be an oasis. Mo Yan asked, thinking of the register, in addition to gold, Amur also likes to use poison to control others, and the medicine that Xiao Er said is poison.

"Oh, guest officer, you said it easily, you think there is really such a good pie waiting for us to eat, you think wrong, growing medicine is not growing vegetables, it is said that some people who escaped, the fingers of both hands were destroyed, they couldn't take out anything, they couldn't even hold chopsticks, and there were more dead people. ”

Xiao Er shook his head, a hint of horror on his face.