- After the hat-bearer walked into the Dongfeng Building, it didn't take long for the fun-seekers to come out of the gate on the first floor.

This is clearly counterintuitive.

In normal times, the unloaders will only disperse in twos and threes, which is like today, walking so neatly. It is very likely that the departure of these people was arranged, and this arrangement is likely to be related to the arrival of the hat man.

Next door to Dongfeng Building, a street away, there is a restaurant. If an experienced businessman takes a closer look, it is not difficult to find that with the average daily operating income of this restaurant, I am afraid that it will not last for a month and will start to lose money, and it will have to close down in less than half a year.

But this restaurant has been able to keep pestle, almost three years, and it has not moved the land, not because there is a stupid boss who is willing to keep throwing money into it to support the façade, but because the wealth of this restaurant does not lie in the dishes sold in the store.

The guests who come here are also here to eat, but it is not the dishes on the plate that can satisfy their hunger and thirst, but the prostitutes in the upper attic who do not see the sun all day long, white and tender as bean sprouts and jade.

Although the Kyoto government approves the Qinglou business, it strictly prohibits the abduction and trafficking of women from good families to such places, and all Qinglou in Kyoto have files in the government, and even if they are a joke woman, they must first review a contract. But such clandestine prostitution colonies are too greedy for profit and risk being confiscated to skip this official rule. Although this kind of illicit prostitution is cheap for guests, such a place is a breeding ground for the lives of countless innocent women and a breeding ground for shame.

Today, this restaurant ushered in three very strange guests, sitting behind the wine cabinet and looking through the book, the shopkeeper only looked at these three people, his eyes that were gradually clouded by the spring color on the album suddenly lit up, his arched back was also straight, and his spirit was highly condensed.

Although these three middle-aged men have crooked necks and slanted shoulders and bowed their backs, they are roughly consistent with the temperament of the guests who usually come here to seek color, but if you look closely, they are obviously different. Although the faces of these three people were faintly sickly with excessive wine. But their eyes were not cloudy, and they walked in a crooked manner, but there was no fat on their bodies.

When one of them went to the counter to bargain for the prostitute upstairs, the hand that took out the money was stretched out. I saw that although the skin of the hand was old and black, the five fingers were obviously extremely flexible when picking up the silver, and it was not a hand that had been addicted to playthings for a long time.

――Could it be that I have been reading the book for a long time, and my eyes have developed an illusion of perception?

However, although the shopkeeper saw these anomalies, he did not notice anything else, and the three men were really generous, and after going upstairs they entered the room of the prostitute they ordered, and they only played in it, and nothing else.

Three males. Playing with a woman, but paying the price of three people, I don't know whether to laugh at the stupidity of those three people, or to sigh that the woman's life is miserable?

The shopkeeper of the secret prostitution shop tilted his back slightly, and once again carefully ordered the six silver tickets worth a total of thirty taels spread out on the counter. Squinted and checked the emblem on the front and back of each silver ticket, and then carefully picked it up and locked it in a small box under the counter.

The stack of bowls that had been removed was moved back to its place, blocking the box. After doing this, the shopkeeper sighed softly, sat back in the position he had just placed, and once again picked up the half-seen booklet. With the faint sound of moaning from upstairs. Looking at this album again, it seems to be a lot more interesting.

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly, took another deep breath, and a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.

On the second floor of the restaurant that runs a secret prostitute, the trembling woman in the room has passed out on the bed, not frightened. It wasn't because of the ugly appearance of the three middle-aged guests that they fainted with disgust, but because they were directly slashed by one of them with a hand knife.

She didn't even have time to scream.

As for the faint moans that came from upstairs to downstairs, and made the shopkeeper gradually feel at ease and useful, they were just a little trick used by these three men.

They're going to come here in disguise, but not for piao. It's just a matter of taking up a bit of location.

……

Seeing that the eyes of the girl in front of him were no longer confused, but full of a somewhat strange confidence, Li Gai suddenly couldn't help but start questioning his decision just now.

Just as Li Gai was stagnant, he suddenly heard Mo Ye ask: "Uncle Li, can you tell me, where is my mother's grave?"

Mo Ye's tone suddenly softened, although there was that kind of revenge in her eyes again, it was probably supported by the kind of confidence she had at the same time, so she opened her mouth at this time, but she was not as anxious as before.

Li Gai was actually a little puzzled by this, and he didn't know where Mo Ye's confidence came from. He obviously didn't say anything practical, just slightly nodded a few things, and she couldn't rely on anything from those few words.

Mo Ye also had some self-awareness of this, and knew that she couldn't catch anything meaningful from the evil that Li Gai said.

It's nothing more than knowing that she actually has a younger brother, but that younger brother died as soon as he was born.

Also, she knew today that her mother had died a long time ago, and because of this, she realized that she owed her master even more kindness. However, although she lost the opportunity to repay her master, this incident made her really draw a clear line of emotional connection with that vague father.

Perhaps for fear of arousing her interest in the pursuit of her parents' affairs, during the ten years she lived in Xingjia Village, Lin Shan rarely instilled in Mo Ye the matter of educating her parents about filial piety.

Although Mo Ye can also learn these common sense of etiquette in the academy, the really important cultivation of this kind of emotional education comes from the cultivation of the family environment. But Mo Ye just lacked such a paragraph, and the value of filial piety was much less sticky in her heart, and it was close to becoming something that could be measured by a scale.

If the father never valued her as a child, she could also not care about the vague father.

But for her mother, who died young, she had to pay tribute.

However, she soon saw the hesitation in Ligai's eyes again. However, it is still because she has not gathered too many feelings for the mother she has never seen for the time being, and it is not too difficult for her to put aside this filial piety for a while.

What's more, when she asked this question, she had already had some surprises in advance, and she was sure that Li Gai was ready to keep it secret.

It is not difficult for her to understand this, her mother is the one who married into her father's family, and the surname on the tombstone must follow her father's side. There will also be some inscriptions on the inscription that refer to the husband. If Li Gai wants to hide her father's affairs, he will definitely hide her mother's grave as well.

Sure enough, after her words fell, a long time passed. Neither of them received a sharp reply.

Mo Ye looked at Li Gai calmly, waited quietly for a moment, she didn't ask again, and although she just opened her mouth to ask about her mother's tomb, the actual meaning of her words was equivalent to determining Li Gai's attitude on her father's matter for the last time.

Now, the question has been tested for the third time, and the answer is clear.

The corners of Mo Ye's mouth showed that cold smile again, she withdrew the gaze cast on Li Gai's face, and gradually raised her right hand that was trembling and abandoning the sword just now. Slightly lowered his eyes and looked at it.

"I'm going to practice my sword." After contemplating for a moment, Mo Ye suddenly spoke, but her gaze had not yet left her right hand, "I'm afraid that only in this way can I overcome that little heart disease." ”

She waited a few more moments before realizing that Ligai hadn't answered her question.

She finally looked away from her right hand. stared at Li Gai and asked: "Helping me overcome the obstacles in my heart, isn't it also the main purpose of Uncle Li's conversation with the little girl today?"

"I told you just now that I'm not good at using swords." Li Gai finally spoke, and his tone gradually became resolute, "I'm sorry, I can't help you." ”

"Uncle Li has to work hard every day. The little girl had already seen it in the study just now, so even if you were ready to teach the little girl swordsmanship in person, the little girl would not dare to have Uncle Lao. Mo Ye's tone of voice suddenly became very respectful, so that Li Gai only felt a little harsh when he heard it at first.

"Although I do know many masters in the rivers and lakes, if you plan to ask me to help you hire a sword master, it is impossible to achieve it." It is rare for Li Gai to take the initiative to speak in advance. Although he said the words of rejecting Mo Ye, he was not as cold as he was at the beginning, but relied on some reasoning, "If you practice the Qianzhao Sutra, it will be difficult to obtain an external swordsmanship that can be matched." Don't change anything. That will only make you miserable. You won't have a chance to know how to do it, it's actually the same as self-harm, and you shouldn't want to do it before you've done it. Just give up! ”

Li Gai took a lot of time to speak, and the words went around for a while, but the last sentence pointed out that he meant so much.

Mo Ye stared at Li Gai, and suddenly wanted to be rude.

Kyoto residents are accustomed to throwing out a foul language, if it is not strict and true, it is not an insult, but a very common catharsis.

However, Mo Ye just said such extremely respectful words to Li Gai, although there are still some hypocrisy that cannot be repaired, but if she comes to such a rude remark in the market later, in the strong contrast, this kind of rude remark can still have some hurtful energy.

So she just moved her lips, and finally put up with the vulgar words.

Li Gai had already turned around at this moment, but he was not prepared to avoid Mo Yeji's foul words. He turned around and cast a distant gaze, only two people walking briskly side by side.

Two men in gray and black suits with straight waists walked out of the study side by side, but their steps seemed to be deliberately slowed down, which was a little incompatible with the kind of spirit that they naturally revealed.

The one on the left is a slender and short physique, but his steps are as slight as a cat's, and his hands are still so steady that he holds a sword that is three feet seven minutes long and too long.

Although the Lord Commander has made it clear that he is not good at using swords, and Rong Shu himself knows very well that although the Lord Commander of the current time rarely uses his blade, if he must use it, he will definitely draw his sword and take advantage of it, but as long as Rong Shu does not hear the Lord personally order to withdraw the sword for a day, he will continue to do this errand of serving the sword and the guard.

- Even if he were to be changed so suddenly, even with his original strength, to be inseparable with such a sword that stood up almost above his shoulders would make him often feel that he was unable to curl up and disappear with a bamboo stick.

The man on Rongshu's right hand who was dressed the same as him was Wu Shu.

Compared with Rongshu, Wu Shu's physique is much more majestic. Perhaps he is more suitable to replace Rongshu and be an imposing sword guard, rather than a spy who only acts at night, so he and Rongshu can barely work together for a month, but the two have only met each other for the first time today.

Slightly different from when he went, Wu Shu, who returned with Rongshu, had an extra box in his hand.

A square box that is not big and has a finely polished appearance should not be too heavy, but the expression on the face of Wu Shu, who is holding it in the palm of his hand with one hand, does not look relaxed at all. It's not that he's in a gloomy mood at the moment. But the solemn atmosphere came out of his face, so that others didn't dare to joke in the slightest.

Judging from the delicate appearance of the brown lacquer square box, the contents of the box should match its packaging style. I'm afraid it's not small.

When Mo Ye saw these two people walking out of the study of the Commander, she immediately straightened out her mind and waited upright. Wu Shu's gaze was very calm when he saw her, but the Yan Sù expression in his eyes did not ease the slightest because he knew her well, which was already giving her some kind of hint.

And Mo Ye didn't think that the box was gold and silver treasures, she was not bad at brains, and she clearly remembered that the Lord Commander and Uncle Li suddenly drank just now, and they asked these two people to go to the armory room.

There are three study rooms in the Lord's Palace. The largest study doubles as a council chamber and is not often used in daily work. The Commander also has a more private study, which is very tightly supervised. Wu Shu went there three years ago to steal the scriptures, and it was there that he was punished for his mistakes.

The study room used by the Commander in the early morning is the hall configuration most often used by the Commander's Mansion.

This study is usually open on three sides, but in fact, it was built with some consideration. The Consul's Mansion covers a large area. However, any government officials or military guards who have an important position generally need to pass through here.

The work of all the subordinates in the prefectural courtyard was to serve the outer city defense and inner city order of Kyoto, and the Commander was very careful about this, unless he wanted to discuss important matters with the generals of the Kyoto garrison, or the official officials who came from Kyoto with orders, he would go to the other two study rooms, and the rest of the time, the Lord Commander would sit in this study that somewhat resembled a corridor.

Although this office environment slightly folds his identity. However, the staff who have been in this mansion for a period of time should be able to realize that this study is the brain center of the entire Commander's Mansion, and the Commander personally checks it, and no one dares to despise it. And this spirit of strictness and slight tension is the study of Tongguò, which is spread out in a surround shape throughout the spacious courtyard.

However, Rongshu was only detached from the four sets of external releases. After returning to the fourth group to stay in Beijing for a few months to recuperate, he was transferred to the military guard establishment of the Commander's Mansion, but for the rest of the month, according to common sense, he was not so easy to adapt to the working atmosphere in the Commander's Mansion compound.

But when he and Wu Shu followed the instructions issued by the Commander just now. They all walked quickly to the armory room set up in the Commander's Mansion, and asked the master of the military industry surnamed Tie to get the box, and when he came back, his whole spirit completely cooled down.

Wu Shu saw this for the first time today...... It should only be regarded as half of the job partner, and it stands to reason that they should also say a few words of greeting, and on the way to the armory room, the two did chat with each other. These two people are both secret agents, although the geographical location of their positions before this is quite different, but the commonality in the industry still makes these two people quickly familiar.

But when he came out of the armory room and walked in the compound of the Commander's Mansion, which he was already very familiar with, he suddenly lost the mood to gossip.

It's not that the guy in the armory room with the strange name "Ertie" is suffocating because he stays in the dark room every day, and finally finds two living people, so he shows them his latest assassination artifact...... One qiē is just because of the contents of the small square box in his hand.

Wu Shu felt that the thing he was holding in his hand was no less heavy than a lead stone, but he had to hold it in this posture in order to slightly express his mood at this time.

When they left the armory room, Rong Shu and Wu Shu both wanted to say something in their hearts: Ertie, that monster!

In the Nanzhao realm, especially in the inner city of Kyoto, in order to eliminate the chaotic order in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, such as bandits running around and cutting off their heads and selling them on the street for money, the iron ban was promulgated and implemented very early.

In the face of this strict order, even if the residents of Kyoto want to buy a kitchen knife, they must register it.

The ban has been in place for more than a decade now, and there is no sign of easing it, but Kyoto residents are almost getting used to it.

Who has nothing to do with going to the iron shop every once in a while to fight knives? In recent years, there is indeed no such murderer who wields a sword at every turn on the streets of the market, and the quality of the iron sold in the several iron shops that have been officially registered is obviously much better than in the past, and the more expensive ones are also worth it...... This is always something that is beneficial to people's livelihood, and ordinary people gradually agree and support it from the bottom of their hearts.

But this is only a rule of law for ordinary people, and for departments with special needs, of course, special treatment is still required.

For the military, the ban on iron is basically equivalent to the abolition of the order. As the superior headquarters of the Kyoto Garrison Corps, the Commander's House can not only ignore this prohibition that is now deeply engraved in the hearts of every Kyoto resident, but also swagger and stomp a few feet up.

Of course, this ban was drawn up by the emperor. No matter how much the emperor gives privileges to his righteous brother, who is now the commander of the garrison, the commander's palace must be conscious, and he can't really directly brush the emperor's face.

The Commander's Mansion is equipped with his own weapon room, which is something that the emperor knows, but his colleagues in Beijing are all blind to this, which is both cooperative and fearful.

The role and privileges of the Commandery's Armory Room are absolutely independent and almost beyond all military restrictions, but it must abide by three rules of its own: no reserve qualifications, prohibiting the involvement of large military industries, and the third is the most stringent technical research staff involved in the affairs of the armory. You can't leave the single courtyard where the armory room is located for the rest of your life.

Therefore, although the technical research staff of the armory room can usually sit in the courtyard and bask in the sun for a while, their mental state has always been as if they have been asleep for several years before waking up. The guards of the palace sometimes call them: the people in the dark room.

However, the people in this "dark room" have higher skills in their hands. The more people who go in with a voluntary mentality. They seem to have a natural love for working with cold metal, more than with a living person who comes into contact with warmth. The privilege of the Consul's Mansion allows them to come into contact with the most elite cold utensils in the country.

And it takes long enough to stay in the Commander's Mansion, or only the generals of the lineage who followed Wang Chi all the way from the north to fight all the way can be sure that this iron monster with the strange name "Erhei" in the "Black House" is because he has seen a slice diagram of an artifact. was finally willing to sign a "deed of sale" with the Commander's Mansion and became the first person to stay in the "black room" for the longest time.

But for this rumor that lingers with a strong legend, Wu Shu was described and confirmed by the Commander himself a long time ago, not long after he was compiled into the military guard sequence of the Commander's Mansion.

Just because the Commander was there, he handed him the only one of the legendary artifacts that survived in the world.

This artifact. It is the four-hole line that Wu Shu never leaves his body.

Wu Shu had heard the Lord Commander explain that there were originally two pieces in this line. From the outside, it's a whole, but it's actually openable. It's just that Lin Shan is the only one who can master this opening technique.

To protect the secrets in this box. Lin Shan did not tell the second person about the method of opening it, and this decision, even their brother-in-law Wang Chi, that is, today's son, also expressed his approval.

However, Lin Shan has only opened this box once so far, because once the box is opened, it cannot be restored. And the reason why he did this in the early years was actually to exchange for the deed of sale of the second iron.

When Ertie heard about the magic of such an artifact, he instantly became very interested, and after showing the function of Xingzi, he immediately said that it could be imitated, which frightened everyone present.

But he immediately released the premise of imitation, that is, he had to look at the internal structure of the box again.

Lin Shan, who had similar work experience with Ertie, understood this, but at the same time he made a difficulty, and only then did Ertie know that this "artifact" could not be restored once it was activated.

Ertie, who cherished the "weapon" as his life, knew that if he wanted to satisfy his hobby, he would destroy such an "artifact", and he gradually had the idea of giving up, and was about to leave, but saw Lin Shan, who had returned after discussing with a person in the back hall for a long time, actually took the initiative to agree to his initial request!

Ertie should not have his full name, he only has a title in the industry: Iron Maniac.

His madness, in addition to being straightforward in his title, and most of it is reflected in his talent, and then there are some of them, which are contained in his temper.

In his opinion, opening the artifact in the form of a box is equivalent to killing a life. For this, he had to make retribution, so he gave Lin Shan a chance to let go of the conditions, of course Lin Shan would not really want his life, but the final result was almost the same.

Iron Maniac did not hesitate, with a stroke of the pen, he signed the deed of sale, and stayed in the armory room of the Commander's Mansion. Since then, Iron Mania has been obsessed with the great cause of imitating "artifacts". I didn't mention the idea of leaving.

And because most of the things to be contacted in this "black room" require too much secrecy, when Iron Maniac is studying artifacts, he doesn't like to gossip with people who are talking about it, and he doesn't want the theories he hasn't figured out to leak in advance. Therefore, the "black room" gradually decreed that those who entered it were like iron madness, and they needed to sign a contract for life.

For people who like this industry, the days of staying in the "dark room" are both happy and painful. But for the iron maniac who is obsessed with this way, he only feels happy here, and there are some responsibilities.

The people in the "black room" live almost like a prison, but the standard of treatment such as food is very high. Besides. There will also be a fixed time period every day for them to go out and bask in the sun in the yard, which is also a mandatory charter. Otherwise, even if people who live such a life are enthusiastic and not afraid of loneliness, they will soon suddenly get sick and die.

The longer you stay in the house, the more you look forward to seeing the light of day. But Iron Maniac is a bit withdrawn in this regard. The guards who guarded the courtyard had accumulated a lot of experience, and they were also aware of this problem, not only removed most of the mentality of guarding him from going over the wall and being discharged from the hospital, but also often took the initiative to call out the iron maniac who could not leave the house, and went to the courtyard to chat with people more.

They had never seen a person like this, and they were a little afraid, afraid that iron would be as strong as an iron-minded heart. It's also going to collapse in the unwitting passage of time.

Because the guards found that the iron maniac has become more and more like to talk to himself recently, and point to the cold iron in the "black room", compare it to a person, and have a conversation. also has all kinds of moods, as if he is about to become an artist who talks about drama.

At first, the guards guarding the single courtyard of the armory room almost thought that there was a sudden iron maniac in the house, and this is how the nickname "Ertie" came from. Later, some people thought that it was not because the iron madness had been lonely for a long time. Got two brains?

It is a common saying that a person has two brains, but the reason is not all child's play. Indeed, there are healers who have seen this kind of person, and always think that there is a second or third person around him, but in fact, they are all imagined by himself, which is mental illness.

When Iron Maniac first entered the armory room, the helpers who worked with him all said that he seemed to have a brain more than ordinary people, but that was a praise for him, which was not the same as the origin of the current "Ertie" nickname.

At first, those who worked as helpers for him were surprised that a craftsman's hand could be so skillful. Although the iron madness is crazy, the mind is meticulous in its operation. But he often spoke things that were contrary to his engineering skills, and frequently told the craftsmen who helped him to take care of the cold metal instruments as if they were living beings.

He spoke to the cold iron, which was the expression of his treatment of them as life.

In fact, there are also people who sincerely agree with this concept, because some of the metal instruments created from his hands seem to have their individual lives. For example, the hand crossbow that is now equipped in the hands of the military guard of the Commander's Mansion is very densely covered, and the delicate hand crossbow can be fired about ten times in a row after being filled with arrows, which is really almost divine.

Whenever someone mentions the iron tool in front of the iron maniac, the iron maniac will always have some smug response, which is a kind of retribution for him with his life after he takes care of the iron tool with his life.

And this crossbow is just one of the countless inspirations that suddenly bloomed in the mind of the iron maniac in the long process of obsessively imitating that box-shaped artifact.

Are there really gods and ghosts in the world? No one dares to say absolutely that there is, but this concept seems to be able to bury a seed in everyone's heart, and it may only take a time to believe it. However, the legend about that pair of box-shaped artifacts is obviously full of the atmosphere of gods and ghosts, but as long as the people who know it mention it, the caliber is very consistent and firm.

It fell from the sky.

Anyway, no one can say that it grew out of the ground.

However, no matter what the truth of this statement is, the most certain thing about this artifact that is not much different from an ordinary box in appearance is that Lin Shan originally destroyed one of them in exchange for a lifetime contract from Iron Mania, and this transaction was a good deal.

If there is something that cannot be copied, it is better to have it controlled by a single person. If the other box had not been destroyed by Lin Shanqi, considering its characteristics, it could be said that it was spiritual, but it could also be said that it was terrifying, so its fate was likely to be sealed.

Rather than that, it would be better to relegate it to another use.

Signed a lifelong contract and entered the "dark room". Being able to observe the disintegrated "artifact" up close every day, Iron Maniac had actually made an imitation in the third year. However, the original artifact had four holes, and the Iron Maniac only copied one hole. At present, the imitations he made are mainly distributed to the second and fourth groups, although the function of the original is still very different, but it has contributed a lot of value to Nanzhao's spy system.

Besides, the only remaining original of this artifact is now owned by Wu Shu, and it is customary to use only two holes, so in comparison, Iron Maniac can imitate one hole, which is already very close to the creation of the gods.

But today, after receiving the order of the commander, Wu Shu and Rong Shu went to the armory room together. Only then did I know that the iron madness had actually copied the second hole.

His level of skill is still in the world, and it can be called a perfect simulation.

When Wu Shu took the square box from the iron maniac's hand, he felt as if he had taken the iron heart of the iron maniac.

Knowing that it was Li Gai's order, Iron Maniac quickly handed over the box. But he didn't say anything, and looked very stunned.

Of course, his assistant would say it, and when he learned about the contents of the box from the assistant in the black room, Wu Shu was not only surprised, but then also understood why the iron madness had suddenly become unusually talkative recently. And today, it's like this.

But apart from letting the guarding Wu Wei chat with Iron Maniac more recently when he left that courtyard, Wu Shu didn't know what else he could do for this graying master of art.

Iron Maniac must be "dead" for a while, and when he imitated a hole, he also showed that he had the kind of neurotic signs of chatting with iron in the early stage, and then he was stunned for a long time. But he quickly recovered his spirits and continued to delve into the second hole.

It's just that the process of imitating the second hole is too long, and I heard a few assistants in the black room reveal that the imitation quality of the second hole. In the eyes of the iron madness himself, he can only be regarded as half-disabled, but he has already had the idea of giving up and continuing.

This is not a good sign, an idiot like him, once he takes the initiative to give up his most obsessive career, it is likely to be equivalent to a complete death.

People need to pay more enthusiasm for dead things than for living things, because living things can interact with people and stimulate a certain source of vitality, but for a person to love dead things for so long, and fantasize about all of them for so long, the persistence contained in its spiritual power is really difficult for others to measure.

But this is like a taut string, and when it breaks, it is difficult to connect it. I just don't know if Tie Mad is melancholy at this time, is he taking the initiative to relax himself, or is his heartstrings broken?

When Wu Shu, who was holding the brown lacquer square box, walked to the side of Lord Li, the commander of the Kyoto garrison, Lord Li did not immediately take the box, but asked first: "Was it handed over by Ertie himself?"

Anyone who has served in the Commandery's Mansion for a while will be able to clearly appreciate the Commander's style.

For such a precision instrument, the Lord Commander only recognized the part from the hands of its maker, but he did not mean to despise the thin feelings, he called the iron madman "Ertie", using the meaning of this strange name when it first came out.

Iron Maniac has double intelligence, which is different from ordinary people, and Li Gai agrees.

Regarding Commander Li's confirmatory questioning, Wu Shu nodded seriously and cautiously. Although he didn't speak, he actually hesitated in his heart, but in the end, he pressed the worry in his heart first, and decided to talk to the boss in front of him about the iron madness one day.

After Li Gai got the answer, he smiled slightly with satisfaction, but he still didn't reach out to take the box, just looked sideways at Mo Ye, who had already put away the different kinds of feelings just now, and his face was as strict as an iron brick, and suddenly asked, "Didn't you want to know just now, where your mother's grave is?" I can sue you. ”

When he opened his mouth at this time, not only was his tone sudden, but even the content of his words was very abrupt compared to the atmosphere in the arena at this time.

Mo Ye was stunned when she heard this, but soon, the stern expression on her face like an iron brick gradually melted away like an ice brick. Of course, she wanted to know where her mother's grave was, and if Li Gai was willing to let go, the information she could get was probably more than a dead man's graveyard.

And she also hoped from the bottom of her heart that she could go to her mother's grave to burn a stick of incense.

Even if her mother didn't live to raise her, she still stayed in her mother's womb for ten months, and this kind of nurturing is also nurturing, connected to the body, with the pulse, but it is not the emotional border that the father who has also never seen her can replace-