Chapter 12: Struggle for Control

Jushui Pavilion is a big restaurant in Zizhu Town, although the grade is not comparable with the Grand Restaurant Hotel in Qingyang City, but it is the most luxurious place in Zizhu Town, the decoration is all red bricks and green tiles, and the dazzling crystal color is more magnificent.

The waiter at the door has been standing since about four o'clock in the afternoon, with a smile on his face all the time, and he is polite to everyone.

"Inside, please!"

A sharp-eyed waiter, with a smile on his face, hurriedly bent down to greet a young man, and put it on to make people salute first.

"Shimizuma!"

The young man was as cold as ice, and he didn't even look at the waiter, but just looked around and said casually.

"301 Shimizu, please, please inside!"

The other clever waiter was a little shocked and immediately smiled again, they naturally knew that this clear water room was the private room on the top floor of the Jushui Pavilion, and it was absolutely agreed in advance, and ordinary people couldn't book it if they wanted to, and most of them were either rich or expensive, and they couldn't afford to offend.

Soon after, two more people entered the Qingshui room, Qin Mu knew both, one was his adoptive father Uncle Chen, and the other was a monk he was very disgusted with in the Six Banyan Temple-the old man, at this time, the two of them walked into the Qingshui room side by side, and the relationship was naturally extraordinary.

"Who has to invite us to dinner at the Water Pavilion?"

As the landlord, Uncle Chen must have known the weight of the Jushui Pavilion, and his face was full of doubts.

"Anyway, I haven't eaten anything good for a long time, no matter who treats me, I must eat enough for him today," the old man of the monk said half of his words, and looked up to see a person who seemed to be very familiar, "You are ......"

"Uncle Long, my little shrimp, scared?"

The cold young man finally had a smile on his face, and his attitude was very respectful, and he said happily: "Can't remember, Uncle Bo?"

"It's you, little shrimp!"

Uncle Chen and the old man suddenly woke up, and immediately thought of the same person in their minds, and shouted out in unison.

"It's my little shrimp, Uncle Long, Uncle Bo!"

The cold young man was like a child, and when he saw the two old men and Mrs. Chen, his eyes were a little red, and he was very excited to speak, just like a child looking for their long-lost elders, and the endless happiness in his eyes immediately became a docile little sheep.

The indifference and arrogance just now are no longer there.

Qin Mu also knew this cold young man, the stuffy gourd who drank with him that night and didn't speak.

The stuffy gourd at this moment is not a stuffy gourd.

Welcomed the old man Chen and the old man into the clear water room, poured water and invited tea, and did not stop asking for warm words, and also took out many precious souvenirs that he brought from Longmu City this time, which were all things that the two of them liked before.

Not to mention expensive gifts.

And there is one more person in the clear water room, He Xi, it is He Xi, the orphan of Xinglong Island who knows Qin Mu.

All of a sudden, the originally deserted room was filled with laughter and laughter, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"If it weren't for Uncle Long, I really don't know if I would be able to see Xi'er again!"

The stuffy gourd little shrimp skin was in a good mood today, and he smiled and bowed down to pour a large glass of wine for the old man.

"I'm greedy for merit, I must drink this cup!"

The old man stroked his beard and took it unceremoniously with a smile.

"What's going on, third child?" Uncle Chen looked confused.

"Good wine!"

The old man of the fake monk raised his neck, grunted wine into his stomach, stretched out his thumb, smashed his mouth and said: "It's a complete coincidence, once I went to Xinglong Island to see the second child, and I accidentally found the life wheel pattern as familiar as the little shrimp." I didn't expect it to really make me confused, Xiao He Xi is the sister of Xiao Ximi who has been missing for many years, and Xiao Linghu is the best proof of this!"

Uncle Chen looked at the little white rabbit who was sleeping on He Xi's shoulder, and he knew a lot in his heart.

Also known as the seven-trick delicate fox, it looks the same as an ordinary white rabbit.

It's just that it has a special ability to accurately distinguish the breath of life between brothers and sisters.

As long as a person's breath of life is given, it can easily find the person's immediate family such as siblings according to it.

He Xi also poured a glass of wine for the old man who was a monk on the order, and then she also poured a full glass for Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen, why didn't Brother Mu come with you? I asked my brother to invite him with him?" He Xi asked.

Uncle Chen smiled slightly, "Unfortunately, when I asked my subordinates to look for your brother Mu, he was not at home and had already gone out!"

"Oh!"

He Xi had a disappointed expression on her face, and the next words were not very much, although she hinted at it many times, but she just couldn't be happy, and always looked at the door secretly, hoping that Qin Mu would suddenly appear when she looked at it next time, in the child's heart.

At the same time, Qin Mu, the person the little girl He Xi wanted to see, was suffering from pain at the moment.

"Ahh

Trotting all the way, he quickly came to Brokeback Mountain, and Qin Mu came to the place where he had been in the hot spring last time.

He was afraid that his changes would scare others, especially the housekeeper, who would come over to see Qin Mu from time to time.

In the middle of the night, Qin Mu was cloak at this time, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and the anger on his body was almost uncontrollable, and he had seen rabbits and frogs and other small life forms on the side of the road a few times, and he actually had an impulse to devour it.

My chest was so heavy that I felt like I was going to suffocate.

"Poof!"

Qin Mu didn't have time to take off his clothes, and plunged into the hot spring.

His whole body twitched violently, and his eyes felt like they were about to burst into flames.

The inner eye of the star saw very clearly that the flame golden silkworm planted by the villain was very restless in his body, and he didn't know why, tonight it seemed to have taken the wrong medicine and struggled with all its strength, trying to break free from the confinement veins on its body.

Qin Mu was shocked to see it, and there were a few times when it almost broke the veins.

According to the Memory Bird's warning, once the Flame Golden Silkworm broke free from its restraints and was free, Qin Mu's life might be over.

Qin Mu in pain did not completely lose his mind, he was in pain against the struggle and burning of the Flame Golden Silkworm, and on the other hand, he was trying to use the power of the Star Yuan that could be mobilized in his body to further strengthen the life veins on the Flame Golden Silkworm's body.

"Yikes!"

Qin Mu grunted, his body fell straight into the hot spring, at this moment he felt that his head was about to crack, his chest was about to be burned into a big hole, he even saw the flame golden silkworm show a bright smile of victory, and its fierce vendetta contempt eyes.

Almost half an hour passed, and the Flame Golden Silkworm was still struggling hard, so much so that Qin Mu felt that his whole body was hollowed out, and he no longer had the strength to resist the attack of the Flame Golden Silkworm, so he used up his last bit of strength and let him drift and sink with him.

"Bah!"

Qin Mu, who almost had a splitting headache, saw that the struggle of the flame golden silkworm was weakening little by little, and at the same time, it felt that the temperature of the water in the hot spring was slowly decreasing, and his body was still sinking, Qin Mu, who had knowledge of his previous life, naturally knew that if it was common sense, it should be floating.

But he didn't have the strength to think about it, and he was already in a coma.