After all, they knew that since Zhao Xuan wanted to ask Mo Ling to come out, he must have some unknown secret, so they took advantage of the light work and arrived there as quickly as possible, fortunately it was not too far away, otherwise they would really have no choice. &……

Walking there, looking at the boss of the cloth village looking around at the door, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and Ma Feng was even more afraid, thinking about the face under his skin, which made him unconsciously take a step back and glance at him.

As soon as the owner of the cloth village saw them coming, he hurriedly greeted them, and said in a somewhat cold voice: "What do you unsuccessful masters say? ”

Although they didn't like the way this person spoke, they had to do what Zhao Xuan ordered politely, and if they messed up, they couldn't bear it.

Everyone's faces were pale, swallowing this evil breath, Xu Song, who was still more steady, opened his mouth and took the envelope from Zhou Yin's hand, "This is a letter written by our husband to your master of the 'Chengqi', I hope your master can give a reply quickly, and we will go back soon." ”

The man nodded, took the envelope in Xu Song's hand, and said indifferently: "Come in and have a cup of tea, you gang of fierce gods are standing at the door, who else will buy my cloth." ”

The crowd shrugged, and since he had said so, they followed him in.

The boss of the cloth village looked at it for a long time, and after finding out that Lao Wang was not among them, his eyes showed a faint sadness, although it was only for a moment, but it made his expression no longer so rigid.

The rest of the people didn't notice the problem, and followed behind the little brother who led the way, talking softly from time to time.

And the "middle-aged" man who was called "Uncle Li" by Mo Ling came to the well again, this time, he didn't go in so conformistically, the last time Ma Feng they found this place in the past few days, he has not led the water up, don't look at him that day on the surface of Mount Tai calm, but in fact, he also suffered a little internal injury, although not serious, but it was enough for him to vomit so much blood later.

Fortunately, the money is not bad, I bought a lot of expensive herbs, and after two days of recuperation, there is no big problem.

Jumped into the bottom of the well, opened the door with a familiar car, walked through the small passage, opened the stone door, and looked at the place where Mo Ling was usually there, this time Mo Ling was not here, shook his head helplessly, and was about to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Mo Ling's voice came from behind him, "Uncle Li, what is the situation this time?" ”

It turned out that the eldest lady had just arrived, put the long sword in her hand on the table, and looked at Uncle Li with a frown, to be honest, she didn't want to see this old man more and more now, although this old man was very good to her, but now it was different from the past, now is a special period, every time he arrives, it will indicate that there is a new danger coming, and this is not at all disgusted by Mo Ling, a little girl who has just entered the official career.

Since the eldest lady was here, Uncle Li didn't talk any more nonsense, and after handing the letter written by Zhao Xuan to her, he stood aside and stopped talking.

Mo Ling was a little puzzled, she didn't know what Zhao Xuan had written to her in a good way, and after opening it curiously, she was shocked by the content of the letter.

And Uncle Li, who was standing on the side, saw Mo Ling's expression, although he was a little surprised by Mo Ling's expression, but he didn't ask anything, he knew what to say, this kind of thing, just let the above have a headache, he didn't have to ask anything, just waiting for Mo Ling's reply.

Although he was waiting here, he still hoped very much that Mo Ling would not mix with Zhao Xuan's troubled waters, although he didn't know what Zhao Xuan wrote in the letter, but he felt a little uneasy.

Over the years, there are almost no people who can talk to him, only Mo Ling, a little girl, is willing to visit him in his spare time, although he knows that this is just Zhou Shen wants to continue to use him, but every time he sees Mo Ling's very simple eyes, he treats her like a grandfather treats his grandson, so fond, so distressed.

After a while, he found that Mo Ling had not replied, and when he raised his head, he saw her writing a letter, sighed, and the words that came to his mouth were also swallowed back by him, he didn't want to change the fate of others, if it was really so, it was not something he could change at all.

After a while, Mo Ling had already finished writing the letter, and after handing it over to Uncle Li, he slowly asked: "Uncle Li, just hand this letter into their hands, if they ask again, you don't have to reply, just give it to them." ”

Uncle Li nodded and walked towards the door.

Looking at Uncle Li's departing back, Mo Ling sighed, if it is really as Zhao Xuan said, then this trip to Zhejiang is estimated to be the last stop in their lives, and now, apart from Uncle Li, who can she trust? ……

Seeing the boss of the cloth village walking towards him and the others, Ma Feng and they couldn't sit still, so they hurriedly stood up.

He handed the envelope in his hand into the hands of one of them, and said calmly: "My master asked me to hand over this letter to you, saying that your master will definitely understand when he sees it." ”

Now that they had the answer, Ma Feng and the others didn't say anything more, picked up the letter, and said, "Farewell!" And he departed.

Looking at the backs of their departure, the boss of the cloth village sighed, anyway, he was about to enter the ground, and many things were seen. But there was no one to talk to......

Everyone walked quickly, as they came, and soon came back, watching Zhao Xuan and the others eating in the courtyard, smelling the aroma of rice, and rushing towards the food.

How could Zhao Xuan let them be like this, he frowned, patted the table, and motioned for them not to eat first.

Everyone had no choice but to take out the letter written by Mo Ling to Zhao Xuan.

After receiving the letter, Zhao Xuan stopped stopping them and went back to the house with the letter.

After watching Zhao Xuan leave, everyone stopped paying attention to it and ate the food on the table like a storm......

Back in the house, Zhao Xuan looked at the letter, knowing that Mo Ling was also growing, he smiled knowingly, and hurriedly opened the letter, Zhao Xuan read it slowly.

After looking at it for a while, Zhao Xuan shook his head helplessly, but fortunately, Mo Ling agreed, and he was relieved......

(To be continued...... ）