Chapter 17: Will count

Within the inn.
The hidden little sword was so boring, he tossed the jade box containing the cold spirit fire up and down, back and forth, so that King West Rat looked at his eyelids.
It can clearly remember that the shopkeeper of Wanbaolou had instructed that the cold spirit fire is extremely unstable and may erupt at any time.
It hurriedly looked at Lu Qingshan with its small eyes, and the expression in his eyes was full of requests for help, wanting Lu Qingshan to stop the dangerous act of hiding the small sword.
Lu Qingshan glanced at the nervous Rat King, indifferent.
"Why didn't Master Mo set a meeting place earlier? Instead, let us wait here." Zang Xiaojian was a little annoyed.
"It's quite normal. If he said the time and place to meet in advance, once we have two minds, we may make various arrangements to target him.
But if you don’t say anything, then the initiative is in their hands, and they can meet with us again after confirming that they are safe. "Lu Qingshan said soothingly.
Zang Xiaojian wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and muttered in a low voice, "Only he has many tricks."
Lu Qingshan heard Tibetan Xiaojian's complaint and chuckled lightly, without saying much.
The little girl is not stupid, on the contrary she is very clever, and many things are easy to understand.
She just lacks some experience, after all, there are many people with sophistication, and only after experiencing it will she understand it.
King West Rat suddenly brightened his eyes, revealing an expression that he was finally about to be relieved, and reminded him aloud: "Someone is coming!"
In the next instant, a black shadow flashed, and a very short monk appeared in the room.
Five short real people.
"I have seen fellow Daoist Lu, fellow Daoist Tibetan." As soon as Wu'ai appeared, he greeted the two of them first, and then asked, "Is the cold spirit fire already available?"
The hidden small sword waved the jade box in the five short real person, "Here it!"
"Since the Cold Spirit Tinder has arrived, Master Mo should have come to you personally, but he is in a special situation, so he can't show up directly." Wu Xiao said solemnly: "I can only bother you two to come with me. I will take you. Go and see Master Mo."
Lu Qingshan waved his hand, "Little things, just lead the way."
...
A quiet courtyard south of the city.
Under the leadership of Wu Ai Zhenren, Tibetan Xiaojian and Lu Qingshan appeared at the gate of the other courtyard.
Buckle-buckle-
The five short real people came forward and knocked on the door, the rhythm and frequency of the knocking door was very particular, obviously it was a specific signal.
The courtyard door opened silently.
"Master Mo is waiting for you inside." The person who opened the door was Real New Moon.
Five shorts led Lu Qingshan and the two went straight into the hall.
"Friend Lu, fellow Tibetan." Mo Yan had already waited in the hall. Seeing the two coming, he immediately got up and greeted him neither humble nor humble.
Hidden little sword is not too nonsense, took out the jade box containing the cold spirit fire from the storage ring, uncovered the fire suppression charm on the jade box, opened the jade box, and showed Mo Yan the cold spirit fire in it.
"This is what you want." After giving Mo Yan a glance, Zang Xiaojian immediately closed the jade box and put it away.
Mo Yan naturally understood the meaning of hiding the small sword, and beckoned, Fa Shui on the side hurried forward a few steps, "Master Mo."
Mo Yan said to the Tibetan little sword: "Who are you looking for?"
The hidden sword looked at Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan had already prepared, "We don't know the specific name and appearance."
Fa Shui's face suddenly showed an embarrassed look, "This...if there is no information, I don't know where to find it..."
Lu Qingshan Shi Shiran said: "Naturally it is impossible to have no news. You only need to help me find out that I have purchased large quantities of mulberry wine or purchased mulberry wine on Jiaolong Island in the past two decades. Those who drink can do it."
When he and Zang Xiaojian were in the Jiaolong City, they heard an extremely interesting anecdote.
The head of the Longquan Mo family has been addicted to alcohol for a hundred years.
You must know that alcohol addiction is extremely difficult to get rid of once contracted.
Not to mention that the Patriarch of the Mo family has also encountered such a major event as the family overturned. Generally, in this situation, people who do not drink are very likely to start to use wine to seduce their sorrows. How could a person who was already extremely addicted to alcoholic drink? Quit drinking?
He also inquired easily and learned that the most famous wine on Longquan Island was Sang Luo Jiu.
Based on the information currently known, it is easy to draw an inference. If the Patriarch of the Mo family really lives in seclusion on Jiaolong Island, it will most likely leave traces of buying mulberry wine.
"Furthermore, this person should have appeared on Jiaolong Island extremely abruptly during these twenty years." Lu Qingshan added.
"Listen clearly?" Mo Yan said solemnly, showing a rare majesty side.
Fa Shui respectfully said: "Understand, I will go down to investigate now."
Mo Yan nodded, "Okay, go down, find out your eyebrows as soon as possible, don't let the two daoists wait too long."
Fa Shui hurriedly retreated.
"Should be something within a day." Mo Yan said to Lu Qingshan.
Even though Lu Qingshan's request was strange, Mo Yan didn't ask too much.
Lu Qingshan bowed his hands to express his gratitude, "I have work."
Mo Yan thought about it for a moment, and said to the small hidden sword holding the jade box: "Friend Tibetan Taoist, I have already ordered the matter to go down. I don't know if I can give the cold spirit fire."
Mo Yan paused and explained: "It's not anxious for a while. It's just that this cold spirit fire is in your hands, which may bring you danger."
"It's the most dangerous in your hands..."
Zang Xiaojian was about to refute, Lu Qingshan prevented Zang Xiaojian from continuing, looking at Mo Yan's calm expression, as if he had understood something, "Master Mo knew that there was a problem with this fire?"
Mo Yan said calmly: "After you took away the cold spirit fire from Wanbaolou, I let people carefully observe it. No monk of the Sea God Sect has follow-up attention, tracking, etc. to you~www.mtlnovel. com~ I didn't tell you clearly that this kind of fire should be a trap set by the Sea God Sect to get me out.
Since the Sea God Sect wanted to use the cold spirit fire pit to kill us, and did not pay the slightest attention to the two who bought the cold spirit fire, it can only show that this cold spirit fire is not simple. "Mo Yan made a loud voice, and at the same time, he wanted to persuade the Tibetan Xiaojian to hand over the cold spirit fire to him.
"Since you all know that this cold spirit fire is not easy, do you still want it?" Lu Qingshan said meaningfully.
"The Sea God Sect wants to count me, so why don't I just come and count them?
I want the cold spirit fire, and I want the life of the Sea God Sect cultivator. I want them to lose his wife and break down. "Mo Yan Zhizhu was holding, his eyes gleaming, "Do you want to stay and watch a good show?" "
Lu Qingshan was startled at first. Facing Mo Yan with confidence, he did show some interest, "Yes, I just have to wait for news."
Excitement flashed in the eyes of Zang Xiaojian, and he looked like he was about to move.
The freshness of the little girl is always exuberant.