Chapter 15: Scarring
I followed Mo Xianye's line of sight, and happened to see a tightly wrapped man limping into Aunt Xiang's door, as soon as he entered, Aunt Xiang immediately stuck her head out, looked around, and made sure that there was no suspicious person, so she closed the door.
"It should be Zhao Cripple who went in just now." I immediately concluded, and the anger in my heart rose up, "This guy has actually returned to Jiangcheng!" ”
"Maybe he never left." Mo Xian said quietly at night.
I wrinkled my brows and glanced at him, and when I raised my foot, I was about to rush to Aunt Xiang and knock on the door, so I had to take Zhao Cripple's collar and ask him, why did you hurt me.
As soon as he moved, he was dragged back by Mo Xianye: "Don't be impatient." ”
"I can't settle down, he swallowed my gratuity, and I took the blame for him, and I wanted to beat him up in my dreams." I was still trying to leave, but I was pushed against the wall by Mo Xianye.
He put a finger on my lips and shook his head at me: "Don't you want to know where he's hiding these days and what has happened to him?" ”
I nodded immediately, of course I wanted to know, and Mo Xianye said again: "Then everything is under my command." ”
The two of us stared at Aunt Xiang's door, Zhao Cripple stayed inside for only ten minutes, and then came out in a covert manner, watching him leave in a hurry with a limp, I was anxious: "Don't you follow?" ”
Mo Xianye took out a piece of yellow paper from my bag, stacked a paper crane in three or two, took out a brush, dipped it in cinnabar and nodded the eyes of the paper crane, held it in the palm of his hand, read the words, let go of his hand, the paper crane fluttered its wings and flew out, just flew into the air, spontaneously combusted without fire, and burned to ashes in an instant.
I saw it in the clouds, this trick Master didn't teach me, I understood that Mo Xianye was very capable, and I didn't dare to ask more.
I waited for another quarter of an hour or so, and I was about to jump to my feet in a hurry, Mo Xianye opened his left hand, and there were two more points of cinnabar in his palm.
He glanced at me, wiped his hands, took me out, stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, and when he got into the car, he said to the driver, "Master, keep driving east." ”
"Don't have a specific address?" The driver is embarrassed.
"You open it, play the meter and give money, and I will naturally let you stop when it arrives." Moxian said at night.
I muttered in my heart, looked at him with some suspicion, and touched my pocket again, this guy is unreliable, I don't have much money in my pocket to make him huo.
The car drove smoothly all the way to the east, at that time it was already lunchtime, the sun was a little dazzling, and it took a quarter of an hour to drive, and there was a green in front of me, this was to the crescent moon mountain on the outskirts of the city, Mo Xian let me stop at night, I paid, and then followed him all the way up the mountain.
"This is Crescent Mountain, it is a 4A-level tourist attraction in Jiangcheng, the only selling point is that there is a Qingfeng Temple on the mountain, it is said that the incense is particularly strong, and Zhao Cripple will not always hide in the Qingfeng Temple, right?" I think it's very unlikely.
"Many times, the more you think it's impossible, the easier it is to become true, otherwise how can he escape the pursuit of you and the Shao family?" Mo Xianye asked me rhetorically.
This is a surprise.
When he arrived at Qingfeng Temple, Mo Xianye was not busy looking for Zhao Cripple, but went to the main hall to offer incense and prayed sincerely.
What I didn't expect was that we weren't in a hurry to find someone, the abbot of Qingfeng Temple came over in person, and when he saw Mo Xianye, his face was full of smiles, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.
Zhao Cripple really lived in the guest room of Qingfeng Temple, and when he saw me, it was like seeing a ghost, and I was very surprised when I looked at him.
Although it is now the end of September and the weather is gradually getting cooler, it is just a matter of adding a thin jacket over the short sleeves in the morning and evening, but Zhao Cripple is wearing a cotton black dress, wrapped tightly up and down, and his face is exposed, with a black ring scar on the left and right cheeks, and the edges are still a little red, it should be a little inflamed not long after the point.
"You...... What's wrong with your face? I asked, pointing to his face, confusion suppressing my anger.
Zhao Cripple subconsciously used his hand to block his face, as soon as Mo Xianye stretched out his hand, Sla, Zhao Cripple's entire shirt was torn, and the skin inside was suddenly exposed.
The bare neck, arms and hands have many scars, some of which have scabs, and some of them have suppurated, exuding an unpleasant smell.