In the lobby of the Wu Mansion, Lord Wu let out a long sigh: "It's been two years, every time I think of Lao Mu, my heart is full of guilt, these days, you must have suffered a lot, right?"

Mu Qingxin shook her head slightly: "I'm fine, I just want to ask Lord Wu to tell me where my father is buried, it's been two years, and I want to go to worship and worship." ”

"It's rare that your child has a filial piety, and one hundred and thirty-one people up and down the Mu Mansion were all buried by me in the cold land west of the city. Now that Mu Han is dead, this matter is over, but I still don't recommend that you stay in Xiangyang. After the worship, leave quickly, and I'll prepare you as many taels of silver as you need. ”

"No need, I have avenged the blood for the Mu family, killed the person who reported the news, and now I have no worries in my heart, and I will leave after worshipping. ”

Master Wu was surprised when he heard this: "What! You killed Jiang Langzhong!?"

"Jiang Langzhong?" Mu Qingxin also frowned: "What Jiang Langzhong?"

"Two years ago, the imperial court released a reward for the arrest of Mu Han, a serious criminal who was corrupt, and those who could provide clues and capture Mu Han could receive a thousand taels of silver as a reward. The night before the slaughter of Mufu, a Lang Zhong who claimed to be surnamed Jiang came to the official mansion and claimed that Mu Han was hiding in Mufu and had not yet left.

That day, it happened to be in time for Lord Liu to come to investigate the case, so the next day he sent people to surround Mu Mansion, which was ...... With what came later......"

Lord Wu slammed his fist on the table: "Speaking of which, I really blame me, if I hadn't called Jiang Langzhong in front of me and didn't let Lord Liu know about it, maybe the Mu family would have escaped the catastrophe......

"Jiang Langzhong......

Jiang Langzhong......

Jiang Lang Zhong ............"

kept muttering this name, and a scene suddenly appeared in Mu Qingxin's mind, on the first day Mu Han entered Mu Mansion, Lang Zhong who entered the mansion to treat his injuries was surnamed Jiang!!

Recalling the scene two years ago, recalling that he personally stabbed the Bai Xue Sword into Liang Yaxuan's body, there seemed to be something flowing out of Mu Qingxin's eyes. She felt as if she had been stabbed by something in her heart, and shouted the words 'Liang Yaxuan' uncontrollably.

Speaking of Liang Yaxuan, Lord Wu also seemed to think of something, and continued: "By the way, this stinky boy who has always liked you should still be looking for you." When he learned that Mu Mansion was slaughtered, he looked at all the corpses of the Mu family, and didn't find your corpse and went to the Yamen to make a big fuss.

"Original...... Portrait of a woman...... Be...... I ......"

What Master Wu said later, Mu Qingxin didn't have the heart to listen to it anymore, trying to control her tears from flowing out, and then strode out of the inner hall and left the Wu Mansion.

Walking aimlessly on the street, Mu Qingxin's eyes were blurred by tears, and she kept repeating the moment when she stabbed the white snow sword into Liang Yaxuan's body in her sea, and at that moment, the joy on Liang Yaxuan's face when she found herself had not faded......

I don't know how long she walked, but she came to the outskirts of the city by mistake and returned to Liang Yaxuan's former residence. Nothing has changed anywhere, a thick layer of dust has been hoarded on the small tables in the courtyard, and there is nothing on the walls of the real home.

Standing at the door and looking at the courtyard for a long time, an old voice came from the side: "Girl, there is no one in this house, who are you looking for?"

Mu Qingxin turned her head to look, and saw an old lady who was about seventy or eighty years old sitting at the door of the courtyard next door.

Mu Qingxin took a deep breath to control her emotions, walked up to the old lady and asked, "Then do you know where the family has gone?"

"Hey, what is this family, this is just a young man, but I haven't been back for two years, I heard that I went out to find a girl. Saying that, the old lady sighed: "This young man's parents died early, and they suffered a lot for that girl, and I don't know, I didn't find it." ”

Mu Qingxin asked carefully after hearing this, and the old lady was bored when she was sitting, so she said word by word: "Although Naliang Yaxuan is born weak, his painting is indeed a must, and the things that are painted are just like that." But I don't know why, two years ago, a Taoist priest from Youfang passed by and said that he was a wizard who practiced martial arts, so there was a rare piece of Xuantie that could be sold to him cheaply.

We can all see that the Taoist priest is a liar, what kind of rare dark iron, to put it bluntly, is a lump of iron. Keliang Yaxuan, a stubborn boy, looked at it with his eyes shining, he didn't listen to anyone's words, smashed the pot and sold iron, and almost sold all the valuable things in the family, but in the end he still bought the iron lump back.

After that, he borrowed some silver taels from his neighbors, and heard that he went to the blacksmith shop as an apprentice, and this time he went for half a month, and when he came back, the silver was gone, and the iron lumps were gone, but he himself looked good. A man worked in the house for a month to pay off all the money he owed.

To tell the truth, that kid is very likeable, as soon as he leaves like this, no one greets me in the morning and evening, and my wife and I really have some empty nagging in my heart, I don't know, when will he come back......"

Mu Qingxin was stunned, wanting to say something, but she didn't know what to say, her heart and mind were blank. It was as if there was an invisible pain that was gradually spreading, and that feeling was even more uncomfortable than when the Mu family was wiped out two years ago......

The old lady didn't notice this, raised her eyes to look at Mu Qingxin's somewhat sad face, and smiled kindly: "Girl, you also have something on your mind." In fact, you should also learn to learn like that stinky boy, do anything boldly, and don't wait until the end to know how to regret it. The old woman has lived for more than 80 years, and she can't count the things she regrets, but now, she can only leave regrets, hehehe......"

Near noon, Mu Qingxin returned to the medical hall, and the clever ghost who had just entered the door responded: "Oh, Miss Mu, where have you been?" Brother Mo Wen's situation is not optimistic, he has not woken up, and his qi pulse has weakened a lot. I received a message from Tuchen in the morning, he told us to hurry back to Linggu, Tao Weng may have the power to return to heaven!"

Looking at Ren Mowen, whose lips on the hospital bed were beginning to dry up, he was very similar to Liang Yaxuan, he was so desperate and stupid for himself. Mu Qingxin couldn't control it anymore, and two lines of tears crossed her cheeks.

For a moment, she stared at Ren Mowen and moved her lips: "I won't let you die!" After that, she got up and glanced at the clever ghost: "Let's leave immediately and go back to Linggu!"