I hummed and immediately followed Mo Tianze's footsteps.

Xie Tieshan was stunned, with an embarrassed expression, and after about three seconds, he glanced at me, and in his eyes, I saw a trace of jealousy and resentment.

To my surprise, I don't know what's going on, Xie Leiting's eyes when he looks at me are also a little wrong, but Wang Jiong's face is taken for granted.

Soon, I kept up with Mo Tianze's pace and walked straight out of the room.

At the moment of going out, I vaguely heard Wang Jiong introducing the three Xie brothers to Xie Leiting.

When I went out, I looked stunned, and asked Mo Tianze respectfully, "Uncle Mo, where are you going to take me?" ”

He smiled and said, "Come with me and you'll know." ”

As he spoke, he walked forward, and strangely enough, he walked the way we came, which made me curious, but I didn't ask, and followed him silently.

Then Mo Tianze should have seen that I was a little nervous, so he pulled a little bit of homely work with me.

Through his family routine, I suddenly realized that the reason why he knew my name and knew that I was a ghost craftsman was that he was Mo Qianxue's father.

This makes me feel like my own family, this is also a helpless thing, in this mausoleum, to say that the familiar person, is none other than Wang Jiong, but this Wang Jiong I can't understand a little, I can't figure out his thoughts, he also belongs to that kind of general friendship, limited to acquaintance, not a friend.

And this Mo Tianze is different, he is Mo Qianxue's father, and he can educate a responsible daughter like Mo Qianxue, presumably his father's character is not bad.

Of course, more importantly, he understands the Mojia organs, and this kind of person is trustworthy.

In this way, while we walked back, we chatted, and he told me that the reason why he called me over was because Mo Qianxue found a disc in my house, and that disc was a gift he gave to a farmer more than ten years ago, and I didn't expect to see it again in my house, in his words, this is called fate.

The second reason is because Mo Qianxue said a lot of good things about me in front of him, and it was Mo Qianxue who told him that I was a ghost craftsman.

The third reason is that he feels that what happened in this mausoleum has exceeded his cognition, so I asked the ghost craftsman to come and take a look.

After knowing what happened, I don't know whether to be happy or to say that this world is so small.

After about ten minutes, Mo Tianze stopped abruptly, first looked up at the top of the passage, and then glanced at the back vigilantly, I asked him what was wrong, he said, nothing, and led me to continue walking.

After about seven or eight minutes, he stopped again, slowly bent down, pretending to tie his shoes, but his eyes glanced behind him.

In an instant, I immediately understood that he was worried that someone was following us!

Wait, who's going to be following us?

After discovering this situation, I swallowed my saliva, it seems that this mausoleum is not so harmonious, think about it, there must be competition where there are people, even if these people claim to be extraordinary, but after all, it is difficult to escape the nature of people.

That Mo Tianze squatted for about ten seconds, slowly got up, and walked forward.

I followed, and I didn't ask why.

In this way, every time Mo Tianze walked on a road, he would squat down, sometimes tying his shoes, sometimes pretending to look for something.

In less than a moment, the two of us were already at the entrance.

This time, Mo Tianze didn't speak, just knocked a few times on the slate, and soon, the slate opened, and Mo Tianze led me out.

After leaving the mausoleum, I thought that Mo Tianze would tell me what was going on, but he did not speak with a calm face, but led me to continue walking forward.

The place where Mo Tianze led me was a private house, this private house is not high, it is the kind of earthen house left over from the Republic of China, covering an area of less than three zhang, there is a small courtyard in front of the house, covering an area of more than one zhang, and there is a hoe hanging upside down on the wall, and on the side of the hoe is a hat, a robe.

The owner of this house is an old man in his seventies, and despite his age, he looks like a crane-haired child.

The old man seemed to be quite familiar with Mo Tianze, and when he saw us coming in, he smiled and asked us to sit down, and cut off the ginger soup for the two of us, and said with a smile: "Two, it's cold, drink a cup of ginger soup to warm up." ”

Mo Tianze took the ginger soup and took a sip, but to my surprise, even though he drank the ginger soup, his eyes did not forget to glance towards the door.

This made me even more curious, so I didn't ask, and took a sip of ginger soup.

For the next period of time, Mo Tianze kept talking to the old man about some inconsequential things, until the sky darkened, Mo Tianze's face suddenly relaxed, and he sighed: "Finally left." ”

I looked stunned and hurriedly asked, "Who is gone?" ”

He smiled and said, "Who else can it be, it must be those doglegs from the Eighth Office!" ”

After that, he took out a cigarette, handed me one, then lit it, took a deep breath, and laughed at himself: "These days, with a black history, no matter what you do, you won't be trusted, this feeling is really aggrieved." ”

I understand what he means, the black history he said should be about tomb robbing, after all, before coming here, that Wang Jiong told me about Mo Tianze.

I smiled, not knowing what to say to him, so I asked him how he had brought me here.

He smiled and sighed: "Little brother, you are still young, you don't understand the ferocity of society, people's hearts, across the belly!" ”

As he spoke, he patted his belly and laughed dryly.

At this moment, the old man slowly got up and said with a smile: "Two, talk slowly, I'll go to the small courtyard to pack up my things, and watch the wind for you by the way." ”

After speaking, the old man walked out.

After the old man left, Mo Tianze stood up, stretched his waist, and then sat down again, grabbed a stool, put a pair of legs on the stool, and the whole person showed a half-sitting posture, and said lightly: "Dongchuan, guess what I called you over?" ”

I thought about it for a while, since he is the person who avoids the Eighth Office, it should be related to the person of the Eighth Office, and then there is the senior brother who used to hear that when arranging the Mo family's organs, he usually leaves a passage for himself, presumably, he should be looking for me These are these two things.

At the moment, I spoke what was in my heart.

When Mo Tianze heard this, he got up slightly, glanced at me obliquely, and said with a smile: "Yes, it is indeed related to these two things, but in between, I have to tell you another thing." ”

"Uncle Mo, you say, boy, listen." I said respectfully.

He glanced at me deeply and said lightly: "Listen to Xue'er, your character is not bad, I want to ask you, can I trust you?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Mo, the kid is definitely not a person who bites the root of his tongue. ”