There was no question in Mo Xiaochuan's voice, so this was a simple question.

In this regard, the attitude of the old guy also seems a little strange.

There is no so-called shame, weakness, apology and other emotions, but it seems unusually calm.

"I didn't kill it. ”

The old guy simply denied it.

But Mo Xiaochuan's heart sank to the bottom.

Sure enough, the old guy still has the second half of the sentence.

"But it does have something to do with me. ”

Mo Xiaochuan's breathing became a little heavy: "Tell me specifically?"

The old guy shook his head and said, "He asked me for help, but I didn't go. ”

This sentence is a bit informative.

"Because you're rivals?"

The old guy sniffed slightly: "Not really, but it means this." ”

"So whose hands did my father die?"

"Hyakki. ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiaochuan grinned lightly, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, but a cold light.

That is not the light of hatred.

It's not for a hundred ghosts, either.

It's just that Mo Xiaochuan felt that the old guy was lying.

So he changed the question.

"If you had gone that day, would you have been saved?"

The old guy was silent for a moment, then said, "Maybe." ”

"What about my mother?"

From a certain point of view, this is the first time that Mo Xiaochuan has asked the old guy about his parents so straightforwardly since he was sensible.

And this time, the old guy's answer was a little more embarrassing and regretful.

"It's suicide, I ...... One step late. ”

When the words fell, Mo Xiaochuan's breathing suddenly became lighter again.

Almost inaudible.

Then he looked up again and said with great calm, "I see." ”

With that, Mo Xiaochuan reached out and unlocked the door, and walked into the dimly lit inner room first.

There was no joy or anger on the old guy's face, and he didn't explain anything more about the previous topic, and fell silent again.

When I entered the dark room, I found that there was not much space inside.

Less than 10 square meters.

The furnishings in the house are also very basic.

The most striking thing, naturally in the forefront, is that there is a figure tied to a stone pillar by a heavy saga.

The columns are not ordinary load-bearing beams.

The chains on his body are naturally not made of iron.

Otherwise, where can you trap the famous Lingshan Ten Witches?

Yes, Mo Xiaochuan has been imprisoned here,

It was Wu Zhen who assassinated Brother Ji in the Science and Technology Hall of the University of Posts and Posts that day!

After the incident that day, Mo Xiaochuan resolutely refused to hand over anyone, whether it was Hao De or Yingzhao, they were all dusty.

But what is somewhat surprising is that Mo Xiaochuan did not execute this spirit witch in private.

Instead, they were imprisoned!

You know, Wu Zhen is the real murderer of Brother Ji!

Mo Xiaochuan did this, of course, for his reasons.

After all, he had just returned from Spring City, so he rushed to Wanzhou non-stop.

In order to save the old guy.

At the same time, it is also for the relics of the Queen Mother of the West.

And the Ten Witches of Lingshan, no matter how you look at it, are inextricably linked to the Queen Mother of the West.

So Mo Xiaochuan spared Wu Zhen's life.

I'm going to wait for him to really find the immortal elixir from the Journey to the West Cave before making plans.

It's a pity that the battle of Journey to the West is a trap.

Yingzhao's well-designed trap.

Therefore, Mo Xiaochuan was not able to get any substantial benefits from the Queen Mother of the West, or the clown.

and almost lost his life and the old guy's life.

But after experiencing the siege of Yang Tianxiao and others, Mo Xiaochuan got an unexpected gain.

It is Brother Ji's resurrection.

From a certain point of view, Brother Ji's success in resurrecting the soul from the corpse gave Mo Xiaochuan a real reason not to kill Wu.

But the premise of all this is that Wu Zhen can be used by him.

And the greatest value of the Ten Witches of Lingshan lies in their witchcraft that can give birth to white bones and live dead.

In the battle of Journey to the West, Mo Xiaochuan won.

But it was a pyrrhic victory.

If Wu Zhen is willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light and help Lao Zhu, Qin Weiyang and Sister Chun heal their injuries, Mo Xiaochuan can not blame the past.

It's just that Mo Xiaochuan can't do this alone.

After Wu Zhen was captured on the spot, he always looked like he was going home, whether it was Ah Long, the shopkeeper Chen, or Mr. Lu, they couldn't get him to reveal his dangerous plan.

Not to mention taking refuge in Mo Xiaochuan.

So today, Mo Xiaochuan asked the old guy to try it.

Hearing someone walk into the room, Wu Zhen, who was originally drooping his head, raised his eyes slightly.

"Mo Jingshan, it turns out that you are still alive. ”

The old guy walked slowly to Wu Zhen, looked at the dried blood stains on the other party's body, and smiled lightly: "Countless people hope that Lao Tzu is dead, but it's a pity, Lao Tzu just can't die, do you say that people are not angry?"

Facing Wu Zhen, the old guy instantly resumed his old laughter and scolding, as if the previous conversation with Mo Xiaochuan had never happened.

However, it is a pity that Wu Zhen was not angry as the old guy said, but laughed a little louder.

"But you're dying. ”

Wu Zhen doesn't know how to look, and the old guy's Yin Hall is not black.

But Wu Zhen's tone was very determined.

It's like stating a fact.

The old guy didn't refute, smiled and waved his hand: "This time in the Journey to the West Cave, I entered the blood coffin of the old lady of the Queen Mother of the West. ”

To Mo Xiaochuan's ears, the old guy's topic turned a little stiff.

There's nothing technical about it.

But on the contrary, Wu Zhen's eyes widened violently because of this.

"What!"

The old guy put his hands behind his back gracefully, put his head close to Wu Zhen's eyes, and said with a smile: "Do you want to know, what did I see?"

When the words fell, the spermatic cord on Wu Zhen's body rattled, and a large piece of stone chips fell to the ground, causing a shallow cloud of dust and smoke.

Wu Zhen gritted his teeth and did not speak, but his distorted face was silent and sound.

However, as if he hadn't seen anything, the old guy turned around directly and shrugged his shoulders triumphantly: "Lao Tzu won't tell you." ”

With that, the old man walked out on his own.

Since entering the door, Mo Xiaochuan has not made a sound, just as a bystander, watching all this coldly.

At this time, he was very cooperative, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Wu Zhen, so he simply followed neatly.

This situation is just like the trick used by the old guy when he bargained with others at the stall in the past.

Very low-level.

But it works.

So the next moment, Wu Zhen finally squeezed out four words from between his teeth.

"What do you want!"

When the words fell, Mo Xiaochuan knew that it was done.

But unlike the old guy, Mo Xiaochuan did not pause, and turned around.

Instead, he didn't stop, staggered with the old guy, and walked out of the dark room directly.

For a moment, the old guy's originally radiant eyebrows seemed to sink slightly by half an inch.