Within a day, already for the second time, the old guy's name was mentioned.

The last one is dangerous.

At that time, in order to survive, he told Mo Xiaochuan that he had important information about Mo Jingshan in his hands, and if Mo Xiaochuan ignored it, he would definitely regret it.

But on the contrary, Mo Xiaochuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with Wei anymore, so he directly sent his soul back to the sky.

Will he regret it Mo Xiaochuan didn't know, but he knew that what Wei said was not credible.

But the British move is different.

Because of a photo.

It's the one that Ying Zhao pulled out of his mobile phone when he was in the science and technology hall before.

That's a picture of him with the old guy.

Not an old photo, but a recent one.

At that time, Ying Zhao took out this photo to express his position and try to tell Mo Xiaochuan that everything he did was for his good.

So Mo Xiaochuan asked more, was it the old guy or Ying Zhao himself who was hindering him from going to Spring City.

Ying Zhao's answer was that the matter had nothing to do with the old guy.

So Mo Xiaochuan never greeted Ying again.

As for whether Ying Zhao and the old guy are friends or not, Mo Xiaochuan doesn't care.

But now, Ying Zhao said, the old guy is dying.

I can't help but Mo Xiaochuan doesn't believe it.

So he stopped, turned his head, looked at Ying Zhao solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Where is he?"

"There's no hurry. Ying Zhao twisted his body, as if to make himself sit more comfortably, and then slowly spoke: "Before I tell you the whereabouts of Mo Jingshan, I want to know first, have these people explained to you what his true identity is?"

Ying Zhao glanced at Ah Long and Shopkeeper Chen, but neither of them said.

But it turned out that this question really stumped Mo Xiaochuan.

He only knew that the old guy was the old guy and his master, and all the bosses on Qingshui Street called him "Master Mo", and more importantly, the old guy was not the last judge.

Once upon a time, Mo Xiaochuan once suspected that the old guy was a certain big man in the same vein of mountains and seas, and his status must not be low, probably a strong god of the level of Candle Dragon, Shao Hao, and Xia Houqi, but now it sounds like Ying Zhao has something to say.

Mo Xiaochuan secretly frowned, shook his head and said, "Since Master has never taken the initiative to mention it to me, there must be his reasons, so I didn't ask again." ”

Ying Zhao smiled lightly: "It seems that you really believe in him." ”

Mo Xiaochuan asked rhetorically, "Isn't this a matter of course?"

"Reasonable. Ying Zhao raised his eyebrows, and then said: "But have you ever thought about why so many people on Qingshui Street are unwilling to tell you what Mo Jingshan does, let alone mention to you, who are your parents?"

Mo Xiaochuan was silent for a moment, and then said, "So, are you going to tell me?"

Ying Zhao didn't go around in circles anymore, but gave a straightforward answer: "Mo Jingshan is the big steward of the mountains and seas. ”

Mo Xiaochuan was stunned.

Originally, he had prepared for the worst, no matter what Ying Zhao said next, he had to face it with a normal heart.

But the question is, this answer doesn't seem to be bad?

"The big butler?"

The word itself is easy to understand, but in the record of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", is there such a word as a great butler?

Of course not.

It's like the "adjudicator".

"To put it simply, you can understand that the prime minister of the ancient dynasty, or the auxiliary minister, can be regarded as the status of the entire mountain and sea line, which can be regarded as under one person and above ten thousand people. ”

Of course, Mo Xiaochuan understood, but he still didn't understand what kind of logical relationship there was between this and the bosses of Qingshui Street hiding the identity of the old guy from him.

"So what? What the hell are you trying to say?"

"What I want to say is ......" Ying Zhao smiled lightly: "The great housekeeper of the same vein of mountains and seas, since ancient times, there has only been one, and the ruling makes it change every hundred and ten years, but Mo Jingshan does not change." ”

Ying Zhao's words made Mo Xiaochuan more and more confused, so the old guy is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?

So what?

Looking at Mo Xiaochuan's blank face, Ying Zhao seemed to be a little disappointed, and sighed: "It seems that you still haven't understood what I mean." ”

Mo Xiaochuan turned his head to look at Shopkeeper Chen: "Do you understand?"

Shopkeeper Chen smiled bitterly, coughed lightly, turned around and walked out.

So Mo Xiaochuan forcibly spread his hands: "Look, even Shopkeeper Chen didn't understand." ”

Ying Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "They are all old men in the same vein of mountains and seas, so they naturally have some feelings for Mo Jingshan, so they don't want you to know that Mo Jingshan is actually your father-killing enemy." ”

When the words fell, Mo Xiaochuan's pupils constricted, and a cold air rushed from his back to the top.

"You're lying to me!"

Ying Zhao's face was full of banter: "Do you think it makes sense for me to lie to you?"

So Mo Xiaochuan's gaze moved to Ah Long's body.

Ah Long's face was expressionless, but his eyes were lowered.

If there is no excuse, it is acquiescence.

From this, Mo Xiaochuan knew two things.

Yingzhao is telling the truth.

The old guy killed his own father.

And his father must be a person of the same vein as the mountains and seas.

Because the judges of the past generations are all mixed blood.

And the person who needs the old guy to kill with his own hands must not be an ordinary person.

"Why?"

Ying Zhao shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, of course, the most widely circulated theory is that because of women." After all, your mother back then could be regarded as having a posture of captivating the country and the city, and Mo Jingshan was one of her admirers. ”

"And how did my mother die?"

"Suicide martyrdom. ”

The simple four words, with their heartbreaking power, made Mo Xiaochuan a little out of breath for a while.

And Ying Zhao's voice continued: "So we all think that the reason why Mo Jingshan cultivated you as a candidate for adjudication is to atone for your sins, or rather, it is a debt to your mother." ”

This is the first time Mo Xiaochuan has heard about his parents, even when he was young, he had asked the old guy countless times, but the old guy never answered positively, only said that he was adopted by him from the orphanage, and the rest of the questions were unknown.

Of course, there was no orphanage in Mo Xiaochuan's memory, so even if he wanted to check, he didn't know where to start.

Over time, Mo Xiaochuan stopped asking, because he had long regarded the old guy as his father.

Master, Master, is also Master and Father.

But he never thought that he would hear such a cruel truth from Ying Zhao's mouth.

Therefore, the reason why the old guy left from the Shanhai Bar in the first place was that he was worried that after learning all this, he would kill him to avenge his father?

For a moment, Mo Xiaochuan felt as if he had been punched in the chest, causing his internal organs to begin to cramp violently.