Chapter 110: The Qin Family's Mother and Son

"Ayin can't have such a powerful poison!" Li Jiang glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu and turned his head to look at Mao Qing, "Senior brother, it seems that there are really demons in this season's mansion!" ”

"Nonsense, of course there are demons. How about a dead face, you don't believe what I said, you can't believe the words of your disciple! Jiang Xiaoyu said with a stunned face.

"It seems that the old man didn't keep me here this season just to repay my kindness back then!" "If I leave at this time, he will definitely not agree!" ”

Jiang Xiaoyu disagreed, "Cut, if you want to leave, who can stop you?" I see, you also left it for the Xuanling Grass! ”

"It doesn't matter whether it's right or not now, the day after tomorrow is Old Man Ji's birthday, even if we don't go, Ji Fu will try to let us go. Since the end is doomed, it is better for us to accept it calmly! With that, he turned around and returned to the soft collapse, picked up the book on the small wooden table and began to read it again.

"So, what to do with this thing?" Li Jiang pointed to Wu Laosan on the ground and asked in embarrassment.

"Where did you come from, where to send it back, Old Man Ji's birthday, how can we not give gifts!" Mao Qing casually flipped through a page of the book and returned lightly.

Li Jiang is also a smart and clever person, he has a lot of ghost ideas in his heart, and he got the permission of Mao Qing, so he came to his senses, shook the soil on his head, bent down and neatly tied the burlap bag again, threw it on his shoulder, only to hear a sound of rustling, and disappeared in an instant.

Meng Jiang looked at the ground and didn't even have a pit, not only was he amazed, "Sure enough, I didn't expect that there is really a way to enter heaven and earth in this world!" ”

"Cut. Carving insect skills, what's there to be surprised about! Jiang Xiaoyu snorted disdainfully.

"Jiang Shaoxia's words are wrong, this cultivation to become an immortal is a rumor, I didn't expect to have the fate to see such a powerful kung fu today, it seems that this Xuanling Grass dispute has come to an end!" Meng Jiang took two steps forward and saluted at Mao Qing, "Under Meng Jiang, I admire Mr. Mister's divine skills, and I ask to follow Mr. left and right, and let him be sent." I hope that Mr. will be perfected! ”

I didn't even pay attention to the cleanup. Still quietly immersed in his own world. Meng Jiang was not in a hurry or annoyed, paused for a moment, got up and thanked, "Sir, you are gentle." Since not refused. Then Meng Jiang should be acquiesced by Mr. Thank you again for your kindness! ”

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but smile and endured it hard, and the surprised eyes that Mao Qing poked out of the book pleased him even more, "Hahahaha." Brother Meng Jiang, you played this trick well. The other party responds to all changes with the same, you only make one move 'cheeky', admire and admire! ”

Mao Qing glanced at Meng Jiang, who was calm and relaxed, and then glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu, who was smiling and trembling, and said lightly, "I order you to follow him every step of the way!" ”

"Haha hiccup~" Jiang Xiaoyu didn't come up in one breath, and almost rolled his eyes when he choked. After Meng Jiang was surprised, he replied respectfully, "Follow Mr.'s orders!" ”

"You, you~" Jiang Xiaoyu laughed angrily, "Hmph, just with your skills, you still want to follow me every step of the way?" ”

"Meng Jiang has no other skills, but he still has a few skills with people!" Meng Jiang bowed down and smiled. Jiang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes disdainfully, but his internal force slowly moved to his feet, but his eyes were always paying attention to Mao Qing's movements, and when he was unprepared, he raised his sword and flew out, disappearing in an instant. Only arrogant laughter exploded in mid-air, "Haha, I see how you chase!" ”

Meng Jiang saluted to Mao Qing unhurriedly, then turned around and walked out, and just took a step, a cold voice sounded behind him, "How are you going to chase?" ”

Meng Jiang was overjoyed, hurriedly turned around and said, "Mr. Hui, with Meng Jiang's martial arts, he can't catch up with Jiang Shaoxia, but the places where Jiang Shaoxia will go are nothing more than those places." Meng Jiang is stupid, so he can only wait for the rabbit! ”

Hao Qing raised his head and looked at Meng Jiang carefully, dressed in a cyan robe, weak and delicate, without the rudeness of the people in the rivers and lakes, but like a scholar holding a fan.

The beauty of the clear water, Meng Jiang saw it for the first time in his life, and the cold and lonely temperament of the other party was like a mountain spring, lingering all over his body. Meng Jiang felt uncomfortable under the clear eyes, "Sir, is there anything else to order?" ”

"Nope!"

"Then, then Meng Jiang will leave first!"

"Good!"

Meng Jiang breathed a long sigh of relief, and when he stepped again, it was difficult to hide the panic under his feet.

"Meng Jiang?" Mao Qing muttered in a low voice, and the room was silent again.

The dark, damp stone steps and the sound of chains sliding awakened the huddled in the cage. The dim light of the fire could not illuminate the man's face, except for the sound of the scolding, the sound of the clothes rubbing against the dead grass.

A man in a black cloak descended the stairs, his face hidden in the darkness, and only the stumbling of his steps was that it was an old man who was about to die.

The old man removed the fire on the wall and grasped it in his hand, and the faint light found a large bright area in front of him, and he walked slowly with a few steps. On either side of the firelight was an iron cage, less than a foot above the ground, and at the bottom of the cage was a swarthy plank, covered with dead grass, and three or two people curled up in the haystack, some sitting up in horror, some buried in the dead grass and motionless.

The old man's purpose this time is obviously not the person in the cage, he did not stop under his feet, through the road surrounded by the iron cage has been forward, the innermost is actually a stone house, the old man put the torch in his hand on the door, "boom", the stone door opened.

The sudden light made people unable to open their eyes, and the old man paused for a moment, raised his feet and stepped in.

"Why did you arrest us in such a place, who the hell are you?" The trembling voice sounded again without any surprise, and the old man untied his cloak, and his white beard and crane hair were the divine doctors known as immortals. And the young man with his waist crossed on the opposite side was Qin Xiang, who had said goodbye since Qingyunguan.

"What's your name?" The rough voice frightened Qin Xiang for a moment, a white hand stretched out behind him, and patted him comfortingly, Qin Xiang hurriedly turned around and took a step back, and Widow Qin's bright and moving face was revealed.

"Old man, you've asked many times, my son Qin Xiang!" Widow Qin didn't raise her head, she was sitting in front of the stone table, sewing her opinion robe, and the pattern on the cuffs had been formed. The old man looked at the half-lined line steadily, and the muscles on his cheeks trembled imperceptibly.

"Mrs. Qin's craftsmanship is really good, this pattern is very chic, but she is old and clumsy, I don't know what this flower is called?"

"What's it called?" Widow Qin was stunned for a moment, but the needle in her hand pierced unconsciously, and a red bead of blood appeared on her white fingers.

The old man's body also trembled slightly with Widow Qin's "oops", and the bamboo tube in his arms was buzzing, with crazy longing.

"Mother, why are you so careless!" Qin Xiang hurriedly leaned over to check and complained, "Such a cumbersome pattern, even if you don't embroider it, I can't understand it anyway!" ”

Widow Qin shook her head, "Xiang'er, my mother is fine." I don't know why, but this pattern always appeared in my mind, and I unconsciously embroidered it on it. Old man, we were plundered by a group of kidnappers a few days ago, and we woke up here. You will not let us go, nor will you harm us, and I have thought about it for a long time, but I really do not know what use of us orphans and widows is to you. ”

"Mother, don't you have to think about it, this person must be in the same group as that group of robbers, otherwise why would you lock us in such a hellish place!" Qin Xiang said angrily.

"Xiang'er, don't talk nonsense!" Widow Qin doesn't have Qin Xiang's anger, she can leave Qingyun Town, she can avoid that eerie and terrifying Luoyu, even if she hides here for the rest of her life, she is willing.

"There's a young man from outside, who calls himself Qin Xiang, do you know each other?" The old man ignored Qin Xiang's anger and asked.

"The world is so big, there are no surprises, what's so strange about having the same name and surname!" Qin Xiang shouted angrily, but there was a faint expectation in her heart.

"Don't recognize?" The old man stared at Qin Xiang suspiciously, "Since that's the case, then the old decay won't be saved." Just let his guy named Mao Qing come over and collect his body directly! ”

"Senior Brother Maoqing?" Qin Xiang exclaimed, "You, you arrested Senior Brother Haoqing?" No, it's impossible, the senior brother is strong in martial arts, and it is impossible for it to fall into the hands of you little people! ”

"Hmph, sure enough, it's them!" The old man sneered, turned around and left, Qin Xiang immediately flew over, but unfortunately the other party's body was so fast, he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes! And the Qin widow in front of the stone table was still embroidering with cumbersome patterns with her head down, as if her whole mind was absorbed. (To be continued.) )