Infiltrate the southern Xinjiang - capture people - safety in the city.

Mo Lingxin and Mo Tilt left the city and came to the Southern Xinjiang Realm, and it had already begun to nightfall.

Sensing the arrival of strangers, Gu worms gathered towards them. With the previous experience, Mo Tianli took Mo Lingxin's hand and let her close to him. Mo Lingxin did not refuse, and held his hand tightly with his backhand.

Step by step, they approached the villages in southern Xinjiang, and after they entered the edge of the village, a large number of Gu worms began to disperse outward.

Mo Lingxin and Mo Tianli glanced at each other. It seems that these Gu worms are there to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies. Once you reach a range, there is no longer a threat.

"Go" Mo Tianli took Mo Lingxin's hand and walked towards the nearest room.

At this time, a child and an elderly man walked in the direction of the house on their side.

Mo Lingxin and Mo Tianli hurriedly hid behind. "Grandma, why hasn't Sister Qingqing come back yet?" The little boy asked in a milky voice.

"You Qingqing sister...... She went to discuss things with everyone, we are waiting for her at home, Xiaobao, grandma will make you supper, okay? The old man coaxed.

"Good~" the little boy replied with a smile.

When they walked into the house, Mo Tianli and Mo Lingxin left from the side.

"Let's go find out what they said they said, where is it?" Mo Lingxin whispered.

"Okay," the two began to search.

******

A quarter of an hour later, they came to the outside of the largest house in southern Xinjiang, where the lights were on and there were people guarding outside. On the window, the figures of many people are reflected.

Mo Qingli glanced back at Mo Lingxin, Mo Lingxin understood, and the two of them went around from the back to the back.

All the houses in southern Xinjiang are made of wood and bamboo, which is not the same as the houses outside.

This room is the largest in southern Xinjiang, and it is the only one that is still lit in the dark now.

Mo Lingxin and the others came to the back of the house, pressed their heads against the room, and held their breath.

Inside the room, seven or eight people were discussing. "Everyone thinks about it, there is no news from the people in the capital now, and they must have failed. The news from the people in the city that Emperor Mo Lin had sent two people to the southern city. I don't know if I brought anyone else, but the city has become more fortified. The matter of the Gu is put aside for the time being, and the current issue is discussed first. Patriarch Yang Sheng spoke.

"Patriarch, we have only one man in the city, why don't we send some more people in, so that they can do things easily." The three elders of Southern Xinjiang said.

"No. Now the population in the city has to be checked every day, and Xiao Li has a household registration because he grew up in Nancheng. After sending someone in, there is no household registration, and it is too easy to be found out. He couldn't settle down and couldn't help much. In vain, the casualties increased, Xiao Li has never been discovered, and he is enough for one. "The saint of southern Xinjiang thinks like a word.

"The saint is right, now in the city, it is already difficult. The matter in the capital did not succeed, and our plan was basically hopeless. Elder Ming said. In southern Xinjiang, the status of the saint is the same as that of the patriarch. Although Ming Siru is the daughter of Elder Ming, when deliberating, she must be honored as a holy woman.

"Otherwise, we'll just give the whole process of Gu to the people." The Third Elder said. He was a short-tempered man who was simple and rude.

"Then we need to have so many Gus! There are a lot of Gu outside the village, but they are not moving. The second elder squinted and gave him an indescribable look.

The Gu outside the village was specially raised by the first patriarch of southern Xinjiang. Feeding with the blood of every person in southern Xinjiang, they have guarded southern Xinjiang for generations. You can't use them to feed them into other Gus. The number has become smaller and smaller, and once it dies out, it will not be cultivated again. Otherwise, the barrier in southern Xinjiang will disappear.

Southern Xinjiang will encounter an unprecedented threat. Once the Mo Lin army moves south, it will be their annihilation. They will have no power to resist.

Although Southern Xinjiang is mysterious, it is not very easy to raise Gu. Everyone in southern Xinjiang has raised Gu to a greater or lesser extent, but the number of people in southern Xinjiang is small, more than 100 people, and most of them are elderly. Before the clan does anything, they have to think about the people in the village.

"Can we sign an agreement with the Molin Kingdom, so that we can enter the Molin, and we promise that we will never harm anyone. Is this possible? The saint suggested.

"Not feasible! The Holy Maiden of Qianyin also proposed this, but the people we sent to negotiate at that time were directly considered to have bad intentions, and if no one answered, they almost died. In the end, only one came back. Since then, the grudge has been settled. The patriarch said earnestly.

"Not to mention, this time we sent someone to the capital, and it must have been exposed. This method is even more unfeasible. Not to mention, as soon as the people of Mo Lin heard about our southern Xinjiang, they were only afraid and afraid. Elder Ming said.

"Moreover, we also made a deal with the people of the West. We failed, and the people of the West used us to distract some of Molin's attention so they could start a war. In this way, Mo Lin was attacked on both sides, and they had an opportunity to take advantage of it. Today, I can't get in touch with the people of the West Underworld. The Second Elder said.

"Damn, cross the river and tear down the bridge." The third elder said angrily.

"It seems that we made a mistake by agreeing to cooperate with them. Their purpose was just to get us to get Molin's attention. The patriarch sighed.

"But they don't want much good, and Mo Lin is more prosperous now than he was when the previous emperor was in power. The national strength is also incomparable with before. Elder Ming said.

"Then now, are we going to give up entering the South City?" One of them asked.

"We're ...... now It's a dilemma. The patriarch spoke.

Everyone else looked at the patriarch and waited for him to continue.

Elder Ming looked at everyone's eyes and said, "Now, let's not talk about whether we can really succeed in occupying Nancheng. ”

"If we succeed in capturing the southern city, we will not be able to live in peace with them, and the army of Mo Lin will come towards us. It is impossible for the West to help us now. ”

"If we give up entering the southern city, the nearest city to the west and east to the east will be closed. Each of the clansmen had little to eat, and all the food reserves were running out. ”

"In the past, when the Holy Maiden of Qianyin was there, she could still see a doctor everywhere, and every time she came back, she could bring back a large amount of food. Now, we've even got in, and it's all a problem. ”

Everyone was a little depressed, and now, they had no way out.

"Perhaps, we can try again, Mo Lin can become more prosperous, presumably the current emperor is not the same as before. We may be able to write again. Nancheng now, aren't you the people who came to the capital? The second elder said.

"I'll go!" The third elder patted his chest and said loudly.

"Patriarch, Holy Maiden! This is indeed a try. We delivered the letter, and the people of the city managed to deliver it to the lord's mansion. Our plans in the city were also put on hold to see if they were feasible. If it really works, we will draw out the Gu in their bodies. Anyway, we never hurt any of them, we just controlled them, and we didn't let them do anything bad. Elder Ming also nodded and said in agreement.

"Okay, then that's for now." The patriarch thought for a moment and finally said.

"Everyone's gone! Go back early and rest. Let's contact the people in the city as soon as possible tomorrow! The patriarch said.

Everyone nodded and left.

Some people are already looking forward to ......

After everyone left, Mo Lingxin and Mo Tianli glanced at each other, and then pulled each other away.

They quietly left southern Xinjiang and returned to the city. It was already late at night, and they didn't alarm the soldiers of the City Lord's Mansion and went back to the room.

In the room where Mo was leaving, Mo Lingxin sat on a stool. After thinking for a while, he looked at Mo and said, "You say? Will the Gu they talked about before we go will continue to play Gu in the city later? ”

"Possibly...... Now, I don't know if they will actually send the letter. If they really want to be friendly with Mo Lin as they say, then they have to ask their father about his decision. After all, we have a lot of things to do, and we can't make decisions. Mo leaned away.

"This matter, if they really sent a letter. We will write back to the capital and ask our father what he means as soon as possible. Mo Ling said in his heart.

"We're going to stay still for the time being, and we're waiting for tomorrow. Go to the city gates and see if they really sent someone in. Is it really to deliver the letter! Mo Lingxin watched Mo lean away.

"Good. Now, we wait. Tomorrow morning, I will write back. Mo leaned away.

"I'll write this time! By the way, ask a few other things. You write it, just a few words. Father, he looked at the letter, and it was estimated that he would jump to his feet. Mo Lingxin smiled and said in a low voice.

Mo Tianli also smiled, he really didn't know what else to write. "Okay, you write it this time."

"Then you rest early, and I'll go back too." Mo Lingxin stood up and looked at him.

"Hmm. I'll send you back! Mo leaned away.

"No need. It's only a few steps from here to my room. You rest! I went back. After Mo Lingxin finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Mo Tingli watched her walk away until he entered the room. Then he closed the door of his room, and he sat down. He didn't go to bed immediately, thinking that when he was in southern Xinjiang, he took her hand. Her hand was warm, small, and his palm was just big enough to wrap her hand in the palm of his hand. Thinking of the soft touch at that time, the corners of Mo Tianli's mouth raised a smile, and he looked like an idiot.

Her hands are so soft...... If he can hold it for the rest of his life, then he ...... I think I'm going to be the happiest person in the world!

******

Early the next morning

After Mo Lingxin and Mo Tianli had breakfast, they came to the study of the City Lord's Mansion.

Mo Tianli stood aside to help her sharpen the ink, she took out the paper, carried the pen, and began to write a letter.

Mo Tianli looked at her words, every word was very delicate, Zhong Lingyu was beautiful. The handwriting is just as beautiful as her person.

Mo Tianli looked at the top of her head where she was seriously bowing her head and writing, and smiled silently, grinding ink in her hands, but her eyes kept looking at Mo Lingxin.