[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that the Elder Narcissus of the Immortal Dao went down to the West Mountain and quietly sneaked into the city to act on orders. But when he arrived at the dwellings of the hidden believers in the city, he did not see the followers stationed there. And Mo Han and Long Gu, although they were designed by gangsters and surrounded by murderers, they were indeed calm and calm. With a little magic power, those villains lost their temper and the strength to do their hands, and obediently answered Mo Han's question honestly. led out Mo Han to get some clues, but together with Long Gu, he completely washed away the memories of those gangsters and left quietly. Mu Qingming also took advantage of the time when he was out to run errands, turned around and went out of the city, went to the small vegetable garden, and asked Zhu San about things. 】

There was still no wind in the barrier, and the sun was stagnant. All the villains have dull expressions and dull eyes.

The gangsters who were stunned in place not only couldn't move, but their minds were blank, and they lost consciousness in an instant.

Mo Han's fox charm technique has been practiced day and night, and has been trained several times in actual combat, so he has improved again. It's just a glance, and the people who pass by the eyes are all fixed by the fox charm and bound their gods. And all the muscles in the body also stiffened, like rocks.

"Master, are you just holding them back?" Long Gu looked around, and the gangsters who were bound by the gods took a step forward, and after standing side by side with Mo Han, she frowned slightly, and said worriedly: "These gangsters are used to doing evil, and they are also afraid of Shiniang's supernatural powers, so they begged for mercy according to your words." ”。

After all, Long Gu has been in the ghost market, and she is still a person who has done business in the mixed place of the ghost market, and her observation of words and expressions is also first-class.

Just now she secretly observed, all the villains just showed fear on their faces, panicked in their eyes, and had no guilt and repentance.

Long Gu could see at a glance that these villains were afraid that they were right to lock up the dragon people, but they had no remorse or guilt. I'm afraid that after Mo Han and her patted their butts like this, these gangsters will just be afraid for a few days, or dozens of days. After the fear dissipates, the gangsters will inevitably return to their old business, and they will start to buy and sell in the roadblocks, setting up schemes, killing people and stealing goods.

Next time, if you fall for their tricks, I'm afraid that I don't have the ability of Mo Han and Long Gu, so I can only let these villains slaughter them.

Long Gu has a kind heart, and when she thinks of this, worries arise in her heart.

And Mo Han naturally thought of these as well; She is no longer the little fox demon who didn't know anything about the world when she just came out of the mountain. After living with Mu Qingming for a few years, she also learned to be shrewd.

Whether it is words and colors, or insight, they have all improved.

What Long Gu could see and observe in the dark naturally did not escape Mo Han's beautiful eyes.

"So, we have to use the smoke and cloud technique of the past to clean their memories." Mo Han waited until Long Gu finished speaking, pursed his lips and smiled, and said the idea he had already had in his heart: "Including the memories of their past murders, they have also been washed; It's a detour, help them change their ways. ”。

Originally, Mo Han also wanted to chop up these wicked people. But in this way, there is no difference between them and the evil people of the Immortal Dao.

Moreover, if you chop up the gangsters, the corpses left behind will definitely cause a lot of trouble and sensation in the city, and it is very likely to expose the dragon lockers to the public.

Although this is tantamount to denying the past of the gangsters, it is also a kind of injustice and injustice to the souls of the wrongdoers who were killed by them.

And if Mo Han learns the heavenly fire, she can burn these wicked people, but unfortunately she can't, but at the moment, Mo Han only has this way.

Along with the memories of the gangsters' past murders, they are cleansed, so that they forget to commit murder and evil, and this is the only way.

When Aunt Long heard this, her eyes lit up, and she also felt that this plan was very good at the moment, and said happily: "What the master said is that it can only be like this." ”。

As soon as she finished speaking, Long Gu turned from joy to anger, glared at a few gangsters around her, spat on her mouth, and spit out to the opposite side, the man who brought them here, and scolded: "Phew, it's cheaper for these people with bad hearts." ”。

"You can't kill a person with a bad heart, and you can't kill a person with a bad heart. It is not a bad thing to be able to help them correct their mental malpractice. Mo Han said this, and together with Long Gu, he used the Qi and the magic tricks in his hands, and they all performed the Eye-Passing Cloud Smoke Technique, erasing part of the memories of the surrounding gangsters.

Then, they removed the barrier and quietly left the place as if nothing had happened.

The gangsters who had been stunned for a long time woke up one after another after the effect of the fox charm technique failed.

But after waking up, I have no memory of the bad things I did before. I don't remember who Mo Han and Long Gu are? They all looked at each other, and they didn't know why they were kneeling in this alley, and they all had pain on their bodies.

The breeze blew, the coolness rose again, and the black ashes turned into sticks and sharp weapons on the ground rolled up with the wind......

The wind of the Panlong River blows along the river, blowing over the fields in the small vegetable garden and the willow trees scattered between the fields.

The wicker that spits out the sprouts and shoots, swaying in the wind. Each new sprout and young leaf is like a spirit that is still full of vitality in late spring, dancing in the wind.

The sun hung in the middle of the sky, and the surrounding farmland crops bent down slightly.

A few cultivators took water from the nearby Panlong River, brought it to the fields, and used gourds to water the crops. And Zhu San, who was also cultivating in it, had already used a hoe to make a flat burden, carried two empty paddy fields, stepped on the ridge at the edge of the field, and went home.

Now Zhu San no longer goes to rob tombs. The money he earned in the past, plus those few acres of farmland, he could still survive with some hard work.

Occasionally, when he was not farming, he would go to the nearby mountains to collect some medicine, or hunt and chop firewood in exchange for some pocket money.

Compared with the past when the tomb was robbed, it was a little more difficult, but it was also less dangerous. In addition, he has already married a wife and had children, how can Zhu San, the head of the family, set an example for the children, let alone be a tomb robber.

Otherwise, if he died under the tomb one day, leaving orphans and widows, Zhu Sanyu couldn't bear it.

The river breeze blew across Zhu San's face, and it couldn't blow away the purple spots on his face, but it made him feel refreshed and comfortable.

After walking leisurely for a while, Zhu San came to his house not far from the vegetable field.

In the door of the courtyard, a faint smell of meat wafted out.

"Eat meat today." Thinking of this, Zhu Sansan, who was delighted, strode forward, and came to the gate of the courtyard in a few arrow steps, pushing the door in.

In the past, when he robbed tombs, he often ate meat. Now he is doing legitimate business, and the number of times he eats meat is less, but Zhu San did not complain about it, but happily accepted such a life, and felt that it was a lot of fun to look forward to the day of eating meat with his wife and children.

"Master, you're back." Before he entered the door, Zhu San's wife greeted him with a smile and helped Zhu San unload the hoe and bucket on his shoulder.

The two big yellow dogs next to the chicken coop in the courtyard also stood up and kept wagging their tails at Zhu San.

"Look, who's coming?" His wife put down the bucket, pointed to the side of the main house where there was a child laughing, and said to Zhu San.

Zhu San looked in the direction of his wife's finger, and saw Mu Qingming, who was holding his pair of children in the main house and teasing them, and was even more happy at the moment, so he didn't care about putting the farm tools in place, so he strode towards the main house.

Mu Qingming has the grace of reinvention to the Zhu family, and is the guest of the Zhu family. But because Mu Qingming was too busy, it was rare to come to the Zhu family once, but he became a rare guest because of this.

"Young Master Mu, a rare guest." Zhu San, who walked to the main house in a few steps, didn't bother to look at the braised chicken on the table, so he lifted the teapot and poured water for Mu Qingming, and said, "Why do you have to stay and eat today, you can't leave or shirk." ”。

"That's exactly what I thought, so I took advantage of the time when I went out to finish my errands for the Qi family, and brought braised chicken to your house to 'rub rice'." Mu Qingming put his children on a small bamboo chair beside him, took the water glass, and quipped, "You are not allowed to drive me away." ”。

"Say what?" Zhu San smiled, sat down, poured himself a glass of water, raised his head and drank it all, and said, "You come to eat with me, I can't ask for it." ”。

The kitchen in the courtyard was full of smoke, and Zhu San's wife, who had placed the farm tools, hurriedly went to work in the kitchen.

And Zhu San glanced at the table next to him, the three cut braised chickens had been put on a plate, and two of the chicken legs were being held in the hands of his pair of children, and suddenly showed displeasure, and said to Mu Qingming: "How can you bring something at my house for dinner?" ”。

The braised chicken on the table is golden and shiny, and the aroma is overflowing, which is mouth-watering. Where the knife is cut, the meat is clear, and the flesh and bones are red. This is the best braised chicken in Yunnan.

"Gifts are still exchanged." Mu Qingming didn't think so, smiled faintly, and said, "How can there be any reason to go to a friend's house to eat empty-handed." ”。

"Not next time." Zhu San said, lifted the teapot again, leaned forward, and refilled Mu Qingming with some water.

Mu Qingming didn't answer, just smiled and didn't say anything.

Then the smile on Zhu San's face reappeared, and the two talked about small talk and family life.

Mu Qingming didn't have to rush back; When he came out of Qi's warehouse, he told Xiao Heizi that he was going home directly after finishing his errands.

Anyway, the work in the warehouse has been done, and the things that I went out to do for the Qi family have been done, and Mu Qingming has nothing to do this afternoon, so he can have a leisurely meal at Zhu San's house.

By the way, I had a good chat with Zhu San, who I haven't seen for a long time.

After a while, Zhu San's wife brought the meals one by one, and after bringing wine to Zhu San, she brought a plate of braised chicken and called the children to the kitchen to eat.

The Mu family can serve disciples on the table, and wives and children can serve on the table, but other families cannot.

When a guest came to visit, Zhu San's wife and children had to deign to go to the kitchen to eat.

After all, it was someone else's custom, and Mu Qingming was not good at pointing fingers, so he didn't say anything.

He and Zhu San were in the main room, and they chatted about a table of delicious food.

After a long time, it was the wine that had passed three rounds and the dishes had five flavors, Zhu San's cheeks and nose were already flushed, he burped and put down the wine glass.

Mu Qingming's complexion remained unchanged, the wine had already been secretly refined by him, and he tasted the mellow aroma of the wine, but he would not get drunk or slightly drunk.

But Mu Qingming still put down his wine glass, got down to business, and asked Zhu San: "Zhu San, do you know the old flower king?" ”。

"Yes." Zhu San, who was slightly drunk, was still sober-minded, and nodded at the moment and said: "It's the old flower king in the city before, you know, you know." ”。

In fact, he knew that the old flower king, Mu Qingming had already guessed it.

Zhu San is a native of Spring City, and the old flower king is not unknown in the city. At least when he was still the king of flowers, he was also famous.

If Zhu San didn't know him, it would be impossible.

"Do you know where he is now?" Mu Qingming paused and asked again.

This is exactly the purpose of Mu Qingming's busy sneaking to Zhu San's house today.

Since I can't find the snitch to ask about it for the time being, I will ask a former grave robber to ask.

Three sects and nine streams, the most well-informed information in the market, Mu Qingming came here to ask, the direction is right, but I don't know what the result is.

"You're looking for him." Zhu San asked, and pondered after Mu Qingming nodded.

Speaking of which, Zhu San met the old flower king not long ago. But it's only one side; Since the old flower king lost power and the new flower king took office, the old flower king has always been homeless.

Even if the beggar in the city didn't do the trick, it was impossible for him to find a fixed place and a place to stay, so that the old flower king could go to live for the rest of his life. This is the reason why the old flower king, who has no relatives and no reason, has always lived in a fixed place.

So Zhu San also has to think about it, and recall where he saw Lao Huazi King.

"Well, he was around here not long ago, over there in the ** bureau." Zhu San, who pondered for a long time, scratched his head and frowned: "The soldiers guarding the ** bureau will give him some food." If I pass by, I'll give him a few small dollars when I see him. ”。

**Bureau, just in the northeast of Kunming City, that is, the small vegetable garden.

It is not too far from Zhu San's house, it is the place where the Dian army bullets in Kunming City, and it also supplies Zhao Liang and his black-skinned policemen with guns and ammunition.

The place was heavily guarded and heavily guarded. The old flower king can't get in, but he can wander outside and beg. Because it is the place where the first bullet is played, there is food for the people who work inside, and the natural kindness of the old flower king is kind to the old flower king.

In this way, this old flower king is also very familiar with Kunming City, and knows all the institutions and shops in various places. I'm afraid that it is the experience accumulated by many years of begging that makes it easy for him to know where to go and get something to eat.

I'm afraid that no one in this city knows better than Lao Huazi Wang now, and there are hidden secrets under this prosperous border city.

"I haven't seen him for a few days, and I don't know where he's going." Immediately afterwards, Zhu San said to Mu Qingming thoughtfully: "But he rarely comes outside the city, and since he lost power, he still wanders around the city a lot. After all, the city is full of people, and the rich live in the various shops and slopes within the city walls, and you should be able to find him in the city. ”。

said so, but there are many streets and alleys in the city, and whether the old flower king has a fixed foothold or not really makes Mu Qingming a little disappointed, and he feels like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But after Zhu San pondered for a while, he patted his thigh and said to Mu Qingming: "Hey, Young Master Mu, if you want to find this old flower king, it is better to go to the vicinity of the Confucian Temple to find it." That place is across the street from the governor's palace, and the dignitaries and dignitaries are constantly coming and going, and the old flower king wants to find a place to stay, and it is convenient to beg for money, that place is good. And for a while, he lived in that place. Anyway, near the Temple of Literature, no one drove him out and expelled him, except for the lack of a decent nest, everything else was good. ”。

Zhu San also did his best, who called the old flower king's whereabouts erratic, he told Mu Qingming everything he could think of without reservation, hoping to help the other party.

What is Mu Qingming going to do? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.