"Miao Jiang?" Xiao He was stunned.

He knew that every 10 years, the 7th Division would admit a group of children with special abilities. As for what is so good about these children and what they will be used for, apart from Namji's, he doesn't even know his share.

After all, the main person in charge who led him into the door, Uncle Geng, is gone.

Perhaps, as Mu Qiqi said, there are many strange things that have been seen in seven places, and he has already had the ability to resist the word "Miao Jiang" that suddenly appeared.

What he was curious about was whether Mu Qiqi would be as mysterious as the legend if he was really from Miaojiang. Whether his life was really saved.

"It's none of your business." Ku Ye's tone was very impulsive, as if he was thinking about something tricky, and he seemed very anxious.

"Go back and report to the old man first!" Mo Yan still relieved the siege, "This can't be too late." ”

"What about you?" He said urgently.

"Come with him!" Mo Yan pointed at Xiao He and smiled at him, "You know about things on the ground, and no one knows anything better than me about things underground, right?" ”

"Are you really just going to see it?"

"Hmm." She nodded very seriously and reassured Ku Ye. "Just look, don't touch."

"The fire is not there, you should pay attention to yourself." I can't bear it, but I also know that she is stubborn. The words that are spoken are the water that is spilled, and they cannot be changed.

"Okay." She waved her hand at him, a smile already on her face, "I promise, you won't be left alone this time." ”

"So I'm really leaving?" Ku Ye is still a little reluctant.

"Hmm. Go ahead! Mo Yan waved goodbye to him, "Tell them when you go back, and say that I'm back and won't leave." ”

"Okay."

Xiao He just looked at Ku Ye, a man with five big and three thick, and wiped his tears inexplicably.

"Sister Yan." He cautiously poked Mo Yan's shoulder, looking at Ku Ye's distant back thoughtfully, "He, what's the matter?" ”

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but this one is also inexplicable, right?

"You'll understand later." Mo Yan seems to have a way to peek into people's hearts, and what Xiao He thinks in his heart has long been thoroughly seen by her.

"When everyone around you is leaving you one by one." Her smile was very poignant, and she took a deep breath and said, "Mu Qiqi, what are you going to do with his corpse?" Drag back to seven places? ”

"Hmm." Xiao He nodded, "Sister Yan, I want to go to the car first to see if the old ginseng is still there, is it okay?" ”

"Go ahead!" She always had that warm smile on her face, "Birth, old age, sickness and death, life is short, and you have experienced little." After that, it's good to get used to it. ”

"Me, can I understand this as comfort?"

"It's comfort." She smiled, "Before you go to the Seven Places, you are going to a place with mountains, rivers and mud houses, right?" ”

"Yes." Xiao He looked at her with some incredulity.

Before, he heard the dead old man say that she was a saint, could it be that peeking into people's hearts is the ability of a saint?

"People's hearts?" She chuckled, "I can't talk about it, it's just that I have seen a lot of ghosts." ”

"Sister Yan, can you really do it?"

"If you want me to, I can." Mo Yan tilted his head and looked at the silver silk in front of him, "This gap was cut by you and Mu Qiqi, right?" ”

"Yes." He frowned and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

"Nope." Mo Yan shook his head, bypassing Xiao He and caressing Mu Qiqi's forehead with his fingers. "Perhaps, I was overthinking." Seeing Xiao He staring at herself, she said again, "I just thought of an acquaintance, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't take it to heart." ”

"The old ginseng, is it really gone?" That's what he's concerned about.

In the car, except for the old pipe with tobacco residue, he was still lying quietly on the seat, as if to prove that the old ginseng had indeed come, but he could no longer find his traces.

"Perhaps?"

Xiao He put Mu Qiqi's body smoothly, it is strange to say, his corpse is very unusual.

How so? A person, even if he is beaten into a sieve, shouldn't he not drip blood during the process of transportation, right?

And Mu Qiqi happens to be such an evil sect. As if someone had drained his whole body of blood, except for the black blood spots that had solidified on his clothes, he didn't even stain a drop of blood on Xiao He's body.

"Why maybe?"

"Mountain ginseng is like this, and it's used to being free." She sat in the driver's seat and tried to catch fire unhurriedly, "Before, he was able to follow you calmly, but he was afraid of the threat of fire." Now that the threat is gone, it's time for him to do his own thing. ”

"That time, it was Ya-" Before a sister could say the word, he changed his words again, "Is it Sister Huo'er who is cheating?" ”

To be honest, this Sister Huo'er is really difficult to speak, after all, no matter how you look at it, that person's personality should be called Sister Bing.

Cold, or like an Antarctic iceman, as if he woke up from ancient times, with endless killing intentions around him, making people see it far away.

"You want to ask, why did she help you?"

"Yes."

"Even if they are both from the Seven Sects, as far as the Mo family is concerned, Yan Geng is an outsider after all. It's normal that he doesn't know about my existence, and I think he must have taken the fire that just appeared in the country as Gu Anya.

Reasonably, he is a member of the Seven Gates. If we can, we don't mind helping more.

It's just that there are some things that Aya doesn't understand. She shook her head, and the smile on her face also retracted, revealing a little melancholy, "However, he is also for my good." ”

"The more I shot, the more chaotic it becomes." She patted Xiao He on the shoulder and said very earnestly, "So, this may also be the last time we will meet." ”

"Last time we met?" Xiao He muttered to himself.

He wanted to ask why, but she only looked at the road ahead, and had no intention of continuing to talk.

After about four or five minutes, Xiao He was still entangled, but Mo Yan stopped the car. Frowning at him, "You're coming here, this is the place, right?" ”

Outside the window, there was a dead tree, which looked to be dead for a long time, and not far from the tree was the crumbling mud wall. This is the old mansion where his grandmother brought him a few years ago.

"So fast?" He was stunned.

"Well, because it's my car." Mo Yan opened the car door, stood next to the car and looked at him inside through the window and said, "It's not a road that ordinary people can walk." ”

"Get out of the car!" Her snort sniffed greedily at the air, and for a moment Xiao He almost thought that this person was addicted to drugs. "The air on the ground is so fresh."

She sighed, and walked to the dead wood one step ahead of Xiao He, the sadness in her eyes was self-evident, "The dead wood is spring, since I wake up, why should you hide?" ”

Xiao He stepped out of the car, and he saw her squatting down and picking up the fallen leaves at the root of the dead wood. With a pain in his brain, the scene of that day reappeared, and he saw Uncle Geng holding an axe in his hand, cutting off his head and burying it under this dead tree.

"Don't touch it."

Whether it was true or not, he was afraid that Mo Yan would see the secret under the dead wood.