Chapter 52: Brother Mo Yan Wall (II)
In the dark, narrow, and damp alley, several wild dogs watched the two of them arrive and did not mean to escape, showing that they were not afraid of people, and this was indeed a good place to kill people and throw corpses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Mo Shaoying held the long sword tightly, and her palms were already covered with sweat. He never thought that the second senior brother would be so desperate, and vowed to die for Su Yi. But if you ask yourself, you are no better, and you are not qualified to question the rights and wrongs of others.
"It's just that why did it evolve like this, isn't there a second way to go!"
Mo Shaoying had a gloomy face and didn't want to speak, and she didn't mean to turn back at all. Mo Zhongqing had no choice but to follow him into the depths of the alley, and his heart became heavier and heavier, and at this time, the moon shadow and starlight in the sky all disappeared at this moment, as if they couldn't bear to see the scene of these two people killing each other and brothers fighting each other.
Suddenly, an old man walked in front of him in the shadows, and the wrinkles on his face were as deep as if they had been carved by a knife and axe. He carried a shoulder of a flat shoulder, with a basket of thin noodles in front and a rudimentary boiler behind it, the lid of which was bubbling with steam.
Mo Zhongqing saw this old man who was selling noodles, his tense nerves relaxed for no reason, and he thought that at least the second senior brother would not do it in front of outsiders, and he was even more thinking about whether he would turn around and escape with this old man, but unexpectedly, his footsteps did not stop, Mo Shaoying suddenly stopped in front of him, Mo Zhongqing held the long sword in his hand and instantly tightened and loosened, but heard Mo Shaoying say calmly: "Two bowls of noodle soup with eggs, a pot of burning knives." ā
Mo Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, only to see that the old man put down his flat shoulder very neatly, and took out a folding table and two small chairs from the side of the boiler behind him like a trick, and slipped a ball of rolled noodles prepared in advance into the pot.
This series of actions is carried out in one go, as if it has long been a habit, or it has been foreseen for a long time. And what surprised Mo Zhongqing was by no means these, the second senior brother actually walked over and pressed Liu Yuan on the wooden table, and then sat comfortably towards it, turned his head to look at this side, rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "What are you still pestleing for?
"Come and sit, don't you want to be a full ghost before you desperately?"
Hearing that Mo Shaoying was a little unpredictable, he had to resign himself to the past, and as soon as he sat down, he said, "Second senior brother, I'm not hungry......"
Mo Shaoying suddenly laughed: "You're not hungry, but I'm hungry, understand?"
Mo Zhongqing nodded, and then shook it again: "But I mean ......"
Mo Shaoying rolled her eyes and said disapprerovingly: "Aren't you very smart on weekdays? Why do you become a fool when you are involved in a girl? Do you really think that the master will work hard with you for the white girl? Not to mention that I have a relationship with her, even if I like it a little, it is a thing of the past, but don't say it, if you kid dares to say a word, see that the master doesn't beat you up, you must know that women are not goods, how can you say let it? Brother, I can't do it, remember?"
Mo Zhongqing is not stupid, his heart suddenly brightened when he heard this, but after thinking about it, there were many more things he didn't understand than before, and after a while, seeing that Mo Shaoying didn't mean to tell him, Mo Zhongqing said uncertainly: "Then this drama is for others to see?"
"Exactly. ā
"Could it be that Lord Murong Gongzi?"
Mo Shaoying smiled and said with satisfaction: "You kid is not too stupid, that person thinks we are too lonely, so he specially sent some minions to hide his eyeliner nearby." ā
Mo Zhongqing looked like he didn't understand, and when he wanted to ask again, he saw that Mo Shaoying was already quite impatient and said: "Come, don't mention him, eat noodles first! This old Wang's noodle soup is a must-have here, fill your stomach and talk about it." ā
Mo Shaoying took the lead in eating noodles with burning knives. Mo Zhongqing didn't know when the second senior brother became so good at drinking, and he didn't know how many secrets he hid in him, but he knew that the second senior brother from before was back, and he was still the second senior brother who was a little cynical and a little flying, but he didn't need to explain too much on this point, and he simply ignored it and accompanied the second senior brother to eat noodles.
One person eats noodles that are not fragrant, but two people eat enough flavor. After eating a bowl, the two of them each asked for another bowl before they were satisfied. Seeing that Mo Zhongqing was so knowledgeable, Mo Shaoying couldn't help but smile and said, "Is it delicious? It's no wonder that the second senior brother smashed a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas, but he came here to invite you to eat two bowls of somen noodles?"
When Mo Zhongqing heard him call him the second senior brother, his heart warmed and said, "It's no wonder, Zhongqing thinks these are more suitable for us." ā
Mo Shaoying sneered and said: "Look at your appearance, you don't want to be in the picture, and you will be on the rise." ā
Mo Zhongqing continued: "The glazed eaves on the Jinluan Hall are slippery and narrow, and it is difficult for ordinary people to stand, and based on this place of the needle, you are either always thinking about pushing others down, or always beware of others pushing yourself, what is the fun of life like this." ā
Mo Shaoying's expression was playful: "So you plan to take the white girl to the barren mountains and forests? Have you ever thought about what if the white girl can't afford to endure this kind of suffering? What if she dislikes the poor and loves the rich?"
Mo Zhongqing said quickly: "Su Yi is not this kind of person. ā
Mo Shaoying said: "Indeed, the second senior brother will not be wrong to recognize people, knowing that she is gentle and virtuous, but this kind of woman is always very rare in the world, and now that you have taken it away, you should cherish it." ā
Mo Zhongqing naturally knew this outside the strings as soon as he heard it, but it was not easy to answer for a while.
Mo Shaoying took a sip of the burning knife and continued: "Don't talk about her, the second senior brother will introduce you to you, this old king is the old department of Prince Ye of Xiangwang, and I am not his entourage with that Murong tassel, and I am still nominally the escort of Ye Qianxue, the daughter of the prince." ā
After a short introduction, Mo Zhongqing was already surprised in his heart, and turned his head to look at the old Wang who was about sixty and didn't say a word.
Mo Shaoying seemed to see his thoughts, and said: "Don't look at him like this now, people are too lazy to pay attention to you, and slowly say that his cultivation is much stronger than you, just this camouflage skill, if you sell a bowl of noodles and wontons next to you, put a poison in it or smoke a cold knife or something, it will be enough for you to die seven or eight times." As for why the second senior brother brought you to meet him, he also wanted to introduce him on his behalf, and he wanted to do it with an official and a half-job, you must know that if the high branch of King Xiang climbs here, then the soaring will be just around the corner. ā
Mo Zhongqing on the side suddenly felt a burst of heat on his face when he heard this, when he had seen the second senior brother being cheeky, but he had never seen him blatantly say a disgraceful thing in front of King Xiang's old department so justifiably! On the other hand, the old king really glanced at it with his cloudy eyes, but he only glanced at it and said: "Your junior brother is not suitable for officialdom. ā
When Mo Shaoying heard this, he hurriedly said: "Don't, it's rare for me to ask you for something, it wasn't ...... last time."
Lao Wang turned his head with a faint glance, obviously not wanting to talk nonsense anymore.
That Mo Shaoying looked at it and smiled, and said to herself: "Okay, I'll go to the prince by myself." When Mo Zhongqing heard him say this, he knew that the two of them were very familiar, and he heard that the second senior brother was now working under the prince, and he was happy for him in his heart, but when he thought of the master and his mother, he immediately reminded him: "Second senior brother, the master and the master are very concerned about you, and the little junior sister has also come out to look for you." ā
Hearing this, Mo Zhongqing slowly put back the wine jug he had just raised, stroked the abyss of the silver dragon black sheath on the side, and muttered for a moment: "Yes, look for it, and then talk about it ......if you find it."
When Mo Zhongqing heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Second Senior Brother, what's wrong?"
Mo Shaoying said disapprerovingly: "Not much, the words that come out are like water spilled out, not to mention that good birds choose trees to perch." It is far better to do things under the prince than to be an obscure second senior brother in the Cloud Trace faction. ā
Mo Zhongqing hurriedly said: "You lied. ā
Mo Shaoying looked straight at him and said, "Lying......?"
Mo Shaoying was still waiting to pick up, but unexpectedly, a black gas suddenly came out of his body, and cold sweat broke out on his face, which startled Mo Zhongqing Huo Ran got up, and rushed forward to take a look, but Mo Shaoying retreated faster than him: "Don't come here!"
Just after a shout, Mo Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, and saw that the black qi on Mo Shaoying's body suddenly returned to his body, and then took a deep breath, and returned to the previous wooden bench as if nothing had happened, and poured a sip of the burning knife, and said coldly: "I'm fine, you can go back." ā
Mo Zhongqing was willing to be obedient, and couldn't help but say loudly: "No, if you think my medical skills are low and refuse to let me take the pulse, you will immediately go with me to see Mr. Qi." ā
Mo Shaoying still kept a cold face and didn't speak, obviously refusing.
Mo Zhongqing naturally understood it, but he was more and more puzzled and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but think about what happened to the second senior brother, why was he cynical and smiling for a while, and cold for a while, but not approaching, which of these two faces was his original intention?
But no matter what, he finally knew that the second senior brother had a stubborn temperament, so instead of persecuting now, it was better to hold off and wait for Mr. Qi and them to come together to persuade everyone after they converged, and if they couldn't find any trace of the second senior brother at that time, they could also go to the prince to find out where the second senior brother was.
Mo Zhongqing thought about it for a while, and said to the second senior brother: "That is the case, the second senior brother promised Zhongqing that if this black qi deteriorates, he must go back to Yunji Mountain to inform us and others." Seeing that Mo Shaoying nodded as a promise, Mo Zhongqing didn't say anything more when he saw this, and bowed to Wang Lao to the end, turned around and left in a hurry.
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For a long time, only Lao Wang and Mo Shaoying were left in the dark alley, and the alley was cold and terrifying, as if all the colors and temperatures disappeared with Mo Zhongqing's departure.
"You shouldn't have brought him here. ā
This old Wang said, left the noodle stall and picked up a bottle of burning knife and handed it to Mo Shaoying.
Mo Shaoying took it without saying a word, bit off the cork of the bottle and poured it up, and after a while, he exclaimed happily: "Jiang is still old and spicy, thanks to your old immortal reminder, the young master has no brains and tells the matter." ā
Lao Wang said expressionlessly: "Actually, you can let Marshal Ye spend some effort to try to get rid of this evil qi, firstly, it can be regarded as repaying the young lady's life-saving grace, and secondly, you don't have to use strong wine every day to resist the bitterness of this cold." ā
Mo Shaoying said with a smile: "Do you think that even if the prince makes a move, how sure is it?"
Lao Wang paused and said: "Fifty percent, no, the evil qi on your kid seems to be stronger than in the past, so I'm afraid I can't get five CDs." ā
Mo Shaoying waved his hand and said, "You don't have to comfort me, I don't want to do this at all, it's of great use for me to keep this evil spirit." ā
Lao Wang squinted at Mo Shaoying, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, but Mo Shaoying had a smile in his eyes, he just drank and didn't care, and after a while, Lao Wang took the lead and sighed heavily: "Young man, don't say it's Marshal Ye what's going on in your heart, even my bad old man can see it." It's just that this evil qi is not like all in the world, you want to use it to increase your cultivation power, it wants to borrow your body to breed wildly, if it comes out for a long time, it will be eaten by it, the old man is afraid that you will lose your mind and become the second Yizhuang Yin Spirit. ā
Mo Shaoying smiled and said: "Old immortal, don't be alarmist, there won't be such a day, the master knows that if there is really such a day, you must have slapped me to death." ā
Lao Wang smiled and didn't refute: "It's good that you know." ā
Mo Shaoying nodded, put her feet on the table, and said, "Do you have any instructions from the prince's side recently?"
Lao Wang said: "No, I just let you think of a way to get back to Miss as soon as possible without making Murong Gongzi suspicious, after all, the small actions of the Murong clan in the north have already been discovered." ā
Mo Shaoying said: "What method?"
Lao Wang said: "Didn't you always act very well before, and you came to ask me what this old man did?"
Mo Shaoying smiled and bargained: "Alas, it's just that it's not easy for him to be a rival in love with flowers." Why don't you agree to get an official position for my third junior brother, I'll give it a try?"
Lao Wang's eyes flashed, and he smiled again and again: "Young man, do you think it is better to be treated as a rival by that Murong tassel, or is it better to be sent by the imperial court?"
Mo Shaoying laughed and put the wine jug on the table: "Okay, just rush to your words, I have to stay for a while." ā
Lao Wang said: "What did you find again?"
Mo Shaoying said mysteriously: "According to my observations in the past few days, I always feel that this Murong tassel is inextricably linked with that ghost-faced man. ā
Lao Wang Qi said: "Do you have evidence?"
Mo Shaoying spread his hands and said, "If I have evidence, I'm afraid it's not just you, an old immortal, who came to see me this time." ā
As he spoke, the old man and the young man looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent.