"Mo Chunjue is from the Qing generation, he is called the sixth uncle, and he is proficient in formations. Wei Tan supported his chin with his hand, showing a slightly thoughtful look, and after a while, he looked at Jia Jia again, frowned and asked, "But what other characteristics are there?"

It seems that with these two points alone, even Detective Wei can't figure out who this "Sixth Uncle Mo" is. Jia Jia blinked, and after thinking secretly for a while, Fu Cai said worriedly, "I also saw him holding a guqin, and the smell of sandalwood on his body was extremely heavy. ”

Wei Tan frowned: "Sandalwood?"

Jia Jia nodded and agreed.

"As far as I know, in the entire Shenhe Village, the heaviest place of sandalwood should be the Qunying Temple, and the Qunying Temple," Wei Tan's voice paused, his index finger lightly tapped the iron plough wood table, and after a while, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Jia Jia, "Can you notice whether there is something carved at the end of that guqin? ”

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes and thought for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were obviously dyed with a little cheerfulness, and she nodded again and again: "Yes, it's Liu Mu." ”

"That's not wrong, if I didn't guess correctly, this piano should be Guqin Green Willow. And the one who owns this green willow should be him. Wei Tan bowed his head slightly as he spoke, and glanced at Jia Jia, who immediately understood, it seemed that it was inappropriate to talk about this matter here, so he immediately shut up and stopped talking, and went back to her room with Wei Tan one after the other, and after throwing down a few flags, the two sat cross-legged opposite each other on the collapse.

Wei Tan breathed a sigh of relief, but Jia Jia inadvertently glanced up at Wei Tan, and the doubts between his eyebrows could be said to enter her eyes.

"If my guess is correct, the name of the person you said is Mo Mingliu. On generational counting. It is one level lower than Mo Island. If you want to count him in the East China Sea Mo clan. That is really the sixth in that generation, and it is not an exaggeration for Mo Chunjue to call him Uncle Mo. Wei Tan smiled, looking like he wanted to say something.

Jia Jia swept his sleeves, and on the iron plough and wood case between the two, Wei Tan had an extra cup of tea in front of him, "If you want to count him in the East China Sea Mo clan" This sentence can be said to be quite meaningful, and he has also dealt with Wei Tan a lot, Jia Jia Waner. He whispered to Detective Wei: "I want to hear about it." ”

Wei Tan took the cup of tea and took a sip, and then said slowly: "Among the immortal cultivation families, the more ancient the family, the more twists and turns there are. It's better for me to wait for these 'duckweed' monks, who can see the bottom at a glance and are very clean. ”

Jia Jia and Wei Tan do not belong to any family of immortal cultivators, and in the cultivation world, monks like them are jokingly called 'duckweed' monks. Because of his clean background, there are many high-level sects who like to use such monks, and the 'duckweed' monks often occupy a place in the sect.

The East China Sea Mo family, who was born by Mo Wuji, the owner of Penglai Island, is one of the very old families.

Put down the teacup in your hand. Wei Tan continued: "Mo Liu's biological father is a legitimate descendant of the Mo clan in the East China Sea, but his biological mother's way of coming is extremely unacceptable. In the past, he was robbed of Yuan Yin by Demon Cultivator and has been a concubine for decades. The female cultivator escaped, and when she passed through the East China Sea, it became a good thing to have a good relationship with Mo Liu's biological father, and it was this night that made the female cultivator pregnant with Mo Liu. It is not uncommon for a monk to have offspring, and if he finally gets offspring, he will naturally give birth. After October, the woman gave birth to Moliu. Originally, it was a good thing, but after Mo Liu built the foundation, the demon cultivator who had occupied his mother at that time somehow came to the East China Sea, and," Speaking of this, Wei Tan paused, shook his head, and Jia Jia learned that the peak must be turned around, glanced at the tea cup in front of Wei Tan, and quickly refilled a cup for him, pushed in his direction, and motioned Wei Tan to continue.

"And," Wei Tan looked at the tea on his eyes, sighed, and shook his head, "and said that Moliu is his blood." What's more, according to the time calculation, because the time when the female cultivator was committed to the demon cultivator and her biological father was too close, it was really difficult to say clearly. This matter will not end here in ordinary people's homes, let alone a big family like the Donghai Mo clan. In short, after the last dispute, the female cultivator apologized for her sin with death, and Mo Liu, who did not make a mistake, was really difficult to deal with because it may be the blood of the demon cultivator, or the blood of his descendants of the Mo clan in the East China Sea. After the most reluctant, Mo Wuji compromised and placed Mo Liu in the Qunying Temple in Shenhezhuang. ”

"Oh, I see. Jia Jia nodded, she really couldn't imagine that this monk named Mo Liu's life experience was so tortuous, and it was just a problem that could be easily solved in the twenty-first century, but it became a real problem among the monks with vast magical powers. Jia Jia smiled, it turned out that monks are not omnipotent. It's just that the things that are unclear in the previous generation, but the last one made Mo Liu fall into semi-house arrest, Jia Jia sighed lightly: The aura of Penglai Immortal Island is compelling, but it can be trapped in every square inch, for monks, I'm afraid it can't be regarded as a good thing.

After being silent for a moment, seeing Jia Jia's thoughtful appearance, Wei Tan rolled his eyes, but suddenly changed his words: "By the way, that was decades ago." ”

Seeing Jia Jia staring at him in surprise, Wei Tan shook his head and continued: "A few years ago, someone saw the trace of Mo Liu in Pingzhou City. Thinking about it, Mo Wuji still takes good care of this junior, and his life is not so difficult. ”

"Well, seeing everyone's attitude towards him in the Six Arts Pavilion, it can be seen that he is not so repulsive. Jia Jia came back to her senses and responded, "What's more, Mo Chunjue, the young genius of Shenhezhuang, called him the sixth uncle, which shows that the Mo family did not completely reject him." Jia Jia blinked as she spoke, and a hint of banter flashed in the curvature of the corners of her mouth, "The living dossier really deserves its name!"

Calling him a "living dossier" in front of Wei Tan, Rao is Wei Tan was thick-skinned, and he was also a little embarrassed, and coughed dryly: "I don't deserve this name, but since I said it, I naturally can't hide my secrets, so I will simply tell you together." Mo Liu is proficient in formation, good at sound attack, and that green willow is his natal magic weapon. By the way, I still remember the sound of the piano when we first entered Shenhezhuang, if Wei Tan didn't guess wrong, it should be him playing the piano. This person also has some means, and you can do it if you know it. ”

Jia Jia smiled, and then greeted Wei Tan again.

Jia Jia and Wei Tan had a very happy day this day, but there was a vicious battle taking place outside the sea water that shrouded Penglai Immortal Island.

Participate in the village view of the sea pavilion.

Seeing the monk who suddenly appeared, Mo Wuji and the others were all surprised, glanced at Qin Ya, and saw that he was still expressionless, so he already knew it, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute this monk whose cultivation was higher than the four present: "I've seen Wei Zhenren." However, what they didn't see was the hint of deep thought that flashed in Qin Ya's eyes when he lowered his head, but he was one step later than the three of them, and nodded: "I've seen Senior Brother Wei." “

Wei Dong smiled and waved his hand, smiling very kindly: "No need to be polite. Senior Brother Qin's divine sense sent a message to Kunlun, and I waited for the idlers to come by the way. ”

When Liang Xiaozhen heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately asked, "Dare to ask Wei Zhenren if there is a way to solve the water trap in Penglai?"

Wei Dong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Liang Xiaozhen, and his eyebrows seemed to be very pleasant: "Naturally." Not far from Penglai, there is a floating slaughter beast, and to solve the water trap in Penglai, the non-floating slaughter beast cannot. However, at the mouth of the cave where the floating beast was sheltering, there was an eighth-order Prison Breaker Beast sleeping. If you want to take the floating massacre, you must first break through the prison. Wei Mou was just going to pass on the word this time, presumably now, the monk outside had already fought with the Prison Breaking Beast. ”

The floating beast is a demon beast that lives by absorbing seawater, although the size is only one foot square, but it is a real "massive" beast, and there are floating beasts to solve the flood, which is naturally better.

Hellbreaker. broke and then stood up, killed 3,000 in prison, and was born with evil. It is one of the most ferocious monsters. It is known as one of the top ten fierce beasts in the East China Sea. The eighth-order Prison Breaking Beast outside should be quite tricky, as you can imagine.

Qin Ya listened to Wei Dong's words with a faint expression, and after a while, she opened her mouth and asked, "Dare to ask Senior Brother Wei, which Daoist friends are helping this time?"

Wei Dong was slightly stunned, and then spoke leisurely: "Oh, I forgot, the Blue Dragon Array is here, and it is extremely difficult for the divine sense and communication to pass through. After a pause, Wei Dong said again, "In addition to Wei Dong, there are three out-of-body brothers and Uncle Qiu, who is a new Tibetan god, a total of five. The four of them should be fighting against that eighth-order Prison Breaker at this moment!"

"Uncle Qiu?" Qin Ya frowned, not only Qin Ya, but Mo Wuji and the others also looked confused.

Seeing this, Wei Dong smiled clearly: "It's not a strange thing that Senior Brother Qin and a few real people can't think of it for a while. When he first saw Uncle Qiu, Wei Dong was also a little surprised! Unexpectedly, it was rumored that Uncle Qiu, who had already fallen, would appear. ”

Uncle Qiu in Weidong's mouth, surnamed Qiu, this name, but he doesn't like it very much, and his common name is Ergou. Because Uncle Qiu is very good at cultivation, and the name Qiu Ergou is so ugly, people outside rarely call him by this name, but Qiu Zhenren and Uncle Qiu call him like this.

As soon as he heard the name Qiu Ergou, it was obvious that this Qiu Zhenren was also a member of the "duckweed" monks. But this Qiu Zhenren has really faded out of everyone's sight for about hundreds of years, and the last time Qiu Zhenren appeared in front of Qun Xiu, Mei Qihe had not even taken over as the head of Kunlun.

The last time a monk saw Qiu Zhenren, it was he who spoke about the retreat to impact the Tibetan God, and he didn't think that this retreat would be hundreds of years. Kunlun did not move, and Qiu Zhenren's soul card was lost during the relocation of the Soul Cultivation Hall two hundred years ago. Just when everyone thought that this Qiu Zhenren had already fallen, he suddenly appeared.

The reaction of the group cultivators, except for most of the monks who didn't know him, occasionally recognized him, and that reaction was also the same reaction as when Wei Dong first met Qiu Zhenren: Qiu Zhenren is still alive? (To be continued......

PS: Stuck for a while, I dropped the festival again and exercised over twelve o'clock / (ㄒ o ㄒ) /~~