Qi Mo was looking up at the window on the second floor, and coldly heard Liu Liang beside him whisper: "Master, I brought the horse." ”

Qi Mo was taken aback, took a step back, and complained: "Why did you come out of there." ”

Liu Liang looked back, the place where he came out was the main gate of the Eight Treasure Tower, shouldn't normal people enter and exit through the door?

Liu Liang touched his nose and didn't answer, a trace of embarrassment and affection appeared on Qi Mo's face, but he quickly pulled the reins, turned over, got on the horse, galloped away, and chased Song Lingyue.

"Master, wait for me." Liu Liang hurriedly stepped on the stirrup, raised the whip and whipped it on the horse's buttocks, catching up with Qi Mo.

"Where are they going?" Qi Mo rode a famous thousand-mile horse, and it didn't take long for him to catch up with the blue carriage.

Liu Liang discerned the surrounding environment, "There is a place called Wangjiazhai below, they should go there." The carriage still has the words "external consultation" written on it, it should be something wrong with Wangjiazhai? ”

Liu Liang analyzed, this is the most likely outcome he can get.

"Okay, what are they going to do in Wangjiazhai?" Qi Mo pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse's hooves uneasily scraped the dirt.

Qi Mo's eyes narrowed, behind Wangjiazhai was the crescent crescent bend, which was the location where Lin Feng told him last time that the king of northern Hebei had built an iron-making workshop.

The crescent moon bend is backed by Jiling Mountain, forming a situation of encirclement, easy to defend and difficult to attack, only through Wangjiazhai can you enter the crescent moon bend.

Could it be that Song Lingyue and the others didn't go to Wangjiazhai but to the crescent moon bend? Qi Mo's heart rumbled violently.

Could it be that Song Lingyue really has some ulterior relationship with the king of northern Hebei? Qi Mo tightened his fingers, and the reins were almost pulled into his tiger's mouth, but he didn't realize it.

"Let's go to Wangjiazhai now! Catch up with them! Qi Mo immediately made a decision, and urged the horse to step forward with a clamp on the horse's belly.

At this moment, his heart was in turmoil. He was a little nervous and a little scared.

But the horse's hooves were sprinting forward as if they would not stop.

Seeing the carriage driving into Wangjiazhai from a distance, Qi Mo gradually calmed down, shouted to stop the horse, and jumped off the horse.

"Master, don't you follow up?" Liu Liang rode his horse to Qi Mo.

"Of course you have to follow." Qi Mo's eyes moved slightly, "It's just not this way." ”

Without waiting for Liu Liang to ask, Qi Mo spoke: "Do you still bring those coarse cloth clothes from before?" ”

Liu Liang pulled the burden off his shoulders and said, "Take it." Just, master, you? ”

"What could be more thorough than close surveillance?" Qi Mo curled the corners of his lips. "I want to see if she Song Lingyue is the work of the king of northern Hebei!"

"But the person the emperor ordered us to guard is the king of Jibei, not Miss Song!" Liu Liang almost said that Qi Mo was putting the cart before the horse.

"You know what." Qi Mo glanced at Liu Liang, "If she is really the meticulous work of the King of Jibei, then as long as you keep an eye on her, are you still worried about the movements of the King of Jibei?" ”

Liu Liang asked very straightforwardly: "Then what if Miss Song is not meticulous?" Isn't the master wasting his time in vain? ”

"If it weren't for the fine work, she would have returned her innocence." Qi Mo replied with righteous words.

Liu Liang muttered in a low voice: "Do you want to return people's innocence or are you reluctant to give up people......"

Qi Mo's narrow eyes narrowed menacingly, and Liu Liang hurriedly silenced and handed the burden on his back to Qi Mo.

Qi Mo and Liu Liang quickly changed into coarse cloth clothes in the grove, and in order to look more embarrassed, Qi Mo also endured nausea and picked up a piece of wet mud on the ground and was about to paste it on his face.

"......" Liu Liang was just about to stop it, but it was too late, Qi Mo had already touched the brown mud all over his face, frowned in disgust, and muttered in a low voice: "Why is this mud so stinky!" ”

Liu Liang hurriedly blocked his mouth with his fist before he couldn't hold back his laughter, but the twitch of his shoulder still betrayed Liu Liang.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Mo's delicate face, even if it was hidden under the mud, a pair of eyes were shining.

"It's better not to say it." Liu Liang's words were full of laughter.

"Say!" Qi Mo's voice was sharp.

Liu Liang didn't dare to hide it anymore, so he could only hold back a smile and said, "Master, it's not mud at all that you just picked up." ”

"Not mud?" Qi Mo stretched out his hand and looked at the sticky 'mud' on his hands, and asked rhetorically: "What is not mud?" ”

Liu Liang said in a serious tone: "Cow dung! Master, don't you see that there is a lot of grass and grass in that 'mud'? That's a cow ......."

Before Liu Liang finished speaking, Qi Mo was already disgusted and about to vomit, retching and yelling at Liu Liang: "You have no conscience, why didn't you tell me earlier." ”

Liu Liang's face was innocent: "Master, you also have to give time to speak, don't you?" Before I could say anything, you ......"

"Or is that my mistake?" Qi Mo pointed to his dirty face, and he was angry.

"The minions don't dare." Liu Liang hurriedly bowed his head respectfully.

"Don't get water to wash my face." Qi Mo snorted angrily.

"Master." Liu Liang's eyes flashed, "Let's not go in to chase Miss Song, they're just afraid that they're almost at Crescent Bay, right?" The meaning of these words is to dislike him as a master and delay time.

Qi Mo grinded his teeth, but what Liu Liang said was reasonable, and he couldn't refute it.

But did Liu Liang think he would be able to escape being smeared with cow dung? No! No way!

Qi Mo's eyes flashed, and his figure also flashed, and he came to Liu Liang in an instant, and took advantage of Liu Liang's unpreparedness to directly touch all the remaining cow dung in his hand on Liu Liang's face.

As a secret guard, Liu Liang's kung fu is naturally first-class, and if he goes all out, he may not be able to avoid Qi Mo's sneak attack.

However, Liu Liang still chose to pretend that he didn't notice Qi Mo's figure flickering, so that Qi Mo's sneak attack succeeded, and then saw him smile heartily like a child.

"I didn't expect you to be successfully attacked by me one day." Qi Mo's mouth was full of pride in himself.

"The master's kung fu has improved again."

"I know you let me." Qi Mo hugged Qi Mo's shoulders affectionately, without the prince's shelf at all, "Since you were a child, you have learned kung fu better than me, and I wonder if the master is partial to you and has taught you more." ”

"No, my father taught me and my master to do our best." Liu Liang hurriedly explained, "Master, you are actually a martial arts practitioner. In terms of talent, the slave is far inferior to you, but the slave has more time to practice martial arts than the master, and diligence can make up for the clumsiness, so he will ......"

"You don't have to be so nervous." Qi Mo smiled, "You and I have grown up together since childhood. Your father is my martial arts master, your mother is my nurse, and I have never treated you as a slave. ”

Liu Liang's shoulders stiffened, he dodged sideways, and bowed to Qi Mo: "The master loves the slave in his heart, but the master must not say this kind of thing again." ”

"Okay, okay, this is outside and not in the palace." Qi Mo slammed Liu Liang's chest with a grin. "Alright, let's catch up, or we won't be able to find them."

Wangjiazhai.

"Doctor Song, Doctor Fei, this is my family." Wang Shugen took Song Lingyue and Fei Shi to a very dilapidated thatched house and stopped.

The yard is not small with a bamboo fence, with an empty chicken pen on the left and a well on the right, and a wooden bucket for drawing water is thrown next to the well.

The bamboo fence is very sparse and doesn't look firm at all, Wang Shugen pushed open the door of the fence, and cramped invited Song Lingyue to come in.

Through the small gate of the fence, the precarious thatched house became clearer in front of Song Lingyue's eyes, making Song Lingyue worry about whether such a fragile thatched house could withstand the wind and rain.

"It's a little shabby." Wang Shugen's ears were red, and he was so cramped that he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

"Is your mother in there?" Song Lingyue maintained a gentle smile, which gradually let go of Wang Shugen's nervous emotions.

"I'll take you to my mother." Wang Shugen hurriedly pushed open the door, the door was not locked, he entered too hurriedly and almost tripped over the threshold, and turned back to Song Lingyue and Fei Shi and smiled a little embarrassed.

Song Lingyue was still wondering that Wang Shugen didn't even lock the door and went out directly, and after entering the hall, Song Lingyue understood what it meant to be called the four walls of the house.

However, although the contents of the hall looked very old and tattered, they were very clean.

It's just that a thin layer of dust fell on the Buddhist altar, and it seems that because the hostess was sick, no one wiped the Buddhist shrine to fall a thin layer of dust.

No matter how time-consuming and time-consuming Song Lingyue was, she didn't show a look of disgust because of the poverty of Wang Shugen's family.

As soon as she entered the house, Song Lingyue smelled a damp musty smell, which made her subconsciously cover her nose. When I saw that the windows of the house were closed, the inside of the hut was black and hollow, and even the air seemed to be stagnant.

Song Lingyue didn't think about it, so she stepped forward and pushed the window open, letting the fresh air come in and blowing away the musty smell in the air.

"My mother is afraid of the cold, and the windows of the house have always been open." Wang Shugen chased after Song Lingyue and wanted to close the window again.

"You don't have air in this room, and your mother has to breathe some fresh air no matter how cold she is." Song Lingyue ignored Wang Shugen's set, opened the window wide, and a gust of wind blew through the house, and the musty smell in the room suddenly dissipated a lot.

"It's the roots back, right?" A female voice came from the bedroom to the west, and I think she should have been woken up by the sound in the hall.

Hearing Wang Yuniang's voice, Wang Shugen no longer earned money with Song Lingyue, but trotted to the door of Wang Yuniang's bedroom, "Mother, I came back and brought the doctor back to see you." ”

"Waste of money. My mother told you, my mother just ate something bad, just rest more. Wang Yuniang dragged her sick body and opened the door of the bedroom with difficulty.

"Mother, the doctors have already come with me, no matter what, you can at least let them treat you." Wang Yuniang was too weak, just opening the door seemed to have consumed too much of her strength, Wang Shugen stepped forward to support Wang Yuniang, and it took time to introduce her to Song Lingyue.

Wang Yuniang looks very similar to Wang Shugen, she and Wang Shugen have thin cheeks because of excessive emaciation, and her hair is unkempt and braided in a bun and coiled behind her head.