Chapter 27: Thread end

Thinking of this, Lu Qingshan stopped abruptly.
Hidden Xiaojian, who followed behind him, was thinking about his own thoughts. One of them didn't pay attention and hit Lu Qingshan's back directly.
"What are you doing?!" Hidden Xiaojian covered his nose and stared at Lu Qingshan with wide eyes, his eyes full of innocence and anger.
"Follow me? The person you are looking for has also been found, and then we should almost part ways." Lu Qingshan said with a light smile.
"Huh?" Zang Xiaojian blinked his eyes several times before reacting, and muttered embarrassedly, "Isn't this used to it..."
"Then let's make a difference here. The next step is to rely on your own ability." After Lu Qingshan said this, he turned around very simply and left.
"Wait!" The Tibetan Xiaojian subconsciously grabbed Lu Qingshan who was about to leave.
Lu Qingshan turned around, "Huh?"
The little girl raised her head and stared at Lu Qingshan's eyes without blinking. After thinking for a while, she solemnly said: "You can find Xue Zhuyong. Most of the credit is yours. I will not take advantage of hiding the small sword. This is because I owe you a favor."
Looking at the serious face of Tibetan Xiaojian, Lu Qingshan smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay, I remember."
This time, Lu Qingshan really left.
Seeing Lu Qingshan's gradual distance, the Tibetan Xiaojian waved his fist towards Lu Qingshan's back, raising his aura up, "Although you have many ideas, Lu Qingshan will not easily admit defeat if I hide the small sword. ..... Hmph, just wait and see!"
After lowering the fist of the hidden sword, Xue Zhuyong's mocking tone appeared in his mind again, and his momentum fell to the bottom in an instant, his brows were frowned, and he was full of distress, "But what should I do?"
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"Really separated like this." The Western Rat King was a little reluctant to hide his sword.
It has always regarded Tibetan Xiaojian as a confidant.
"Who makes us all want that three-foot front." Lu Qingshan looked very open.
"It's not just a sword, is it necessary..." The Western Rat murmured. In its concept, the sword is not as good as a big meal.
"Huh?" Xi Mouse raised his head and glanced at the surrounding environment, and said in surprise: "Are we going back?"
"Yes." Lu Qingshan nodded.
If you want to get a three-foot front from Xue Zhuyong, first of all, hard grabbing will definitely not work.
The technique of Xue Zhuyong's artistic conception in ordinary woodcarving alone is enough to show that at least on Jiaolong Island, Xue Zhuyong's strength is among the top three, and even the capital of Quebec is possible.
Xue Zhuyong hung Sanchifeng on the wall so casually, it didn't mean that he didn't value Sanchifeng, but because he was confident that no one could take this sword from his hand.
There is only one way left, trading.
Although Xue Zhuyong made it clear that San Chi Feng would not be sold, Lu Qingshan knew that if it were a foreign object, there would be no such thing as a non-sale item in the world.
The so-called non-sale goods are nothing more than insufficient chips from the buyers.
But if you want the bargaining chips to satisfy Xue Zhuyong, you must first understand his needs and then prescribe the right medicine.
If he has nothing to ask for, then he has to create a need for him.
The extremely ambiguous identities of Mo Yan and Madam Mo, as well as the wood carvings of Madam Mo placed in Xue Zhuyong's shop, are the most likely breakthroughs.
Also, what he learned from the shopkeeper of the tailor's shop was something that made him feel extremely strange, which also made Lu Qingshan faintly think of something.
Among them, there is only one thread left, and by finding this thread, he can understand the ins and outs of the entire story line and the truth behind the destruction of the Mo family.
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"Friend Daoist Lu is going back and forth very fast, it seems to be very rewarding?" Mo Yan opened the door, saw Lu Qingshan standing at the door, and made a leisurely teasing. Then the probe looked out twice, but It was discovered that the Tibetan Xiaojian who had always been with Lu Qingshan did not come back with Lu Qingshan, and couldn't help but be shocked: "What about the Tibetan girl? Why didn't he come back together?"
"Leave her alone." Lu Qingshan raised his hand and said, "I have a business to come back this time. I have some questions I want to find answers from Mrs. Mo."
"Looking for my mother?" Mo Yan frowned, and smelled an unusual breath from Lu Qingshan's understatement.
Lu Qingshan nodded, "Yes, I don't know if it is convenient."
silence.
Mo Yan was silent for a while, finally he brows and he promised: "Come in."
Less than a day later, Lu Qingshan entered Mo Yan's home again, but his mood this time was completely different from the last time.
"I'll talk to my mother." Taking Lu Qingshan to the hall, Mo Yan left first.
In order to avoid Mrs. Mo's scruples because of the existence of King West Rat, Lu Qingshan first took King West Rat back into the bag of spirit beasts, and then began to sip the tea lightly and waited for news in the hall.
Less than a moment.
Mrs. Mo, wearing a light green silk shirt, walked in with lotus.
"Yan'er said you are looking for me for something?" Madam Mo was full of curiosity in her tone and couldn't help but look at Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment, and finally decided not to go around Guanzi, "Mrs. Mo can tell me who you are in the Mo family in Longquan, and your relationship with the Mo family as the head of the family~EbookFREE.me~ Lu Qingshan's question is out. , Madam Mo's face suddenly stiffened.
"Why did you ask this suddenly?" Madam Mo understood that Lu Qingshan had this question and there must be some basis, so she did not deny Lu Qingshan's statement.
"I saw the Patriarch of the Mo family." Lu Qingshan said, "But the strange situation in this made me very curious about what happened back then."
After hearing that Lu Qingshan had met the Patriarch of the Mo family, Mrs. Mo's expression was a bit complicated. After hesitating for a moment, she said with difficulty, "Zhuyong him, how are you doing?"
Lu Qingshan noticed Mrs. Mo's name.
Candle Yong.
It turns out that Xue Zhuyong's name is not a pseudonym?
Then why did the Patriarch of the Mo family not even change his name, but changed his surname from Mo to Xue?
"It should be considered okay." Lu Qingshan recalled Xue Zhuyong's daily life.
As soon as Lu Qingshan's voice fell, Mrs. Mo seemed to be relieved, patted her chest, thought for a moment, shook her head to Lu Qingshan, and slightly apologized: "I don't want to mention what happened back then."
Lu Qingshan was not in a hurry, nodded and said, "Since Madam Mo doesn't want to revisit the past, that's it."
"Prince Lu, can you not mention this to Yan'er," Madam Mo bit her lip and said, "I have never told him about the Mo family."
"Natural." Lu Qingshan promised, "I will be tight-lipped."
This trip to find Mrs. Mo did not get an answer in the actual sense, but it can not be said that it was nothing.
Because in many cases, it is not necessary for the respondent to give a specific answer in order to clarify the problem. Just from his attitude towards the matter, he can already see many things.