Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Xia Bai'an suddenly realized.

Speaking of which, although Qian Mingshu now recognizes Mo Che as his master, he still doesn't know his true identity.

As a master, Mo Che must be feeling unhappy.

He must have been embarrassed, and at this juncture to reveal his identity to the apprentice, he let himself convey it on his behalf.

Thinking of this, Xia Bai'an nodded quite seriously.

"Of course I will, otherwise Qian Mingshu won't know who he worships as his teacher."

"...Forget it, let's go in."

Mo Che closed his eyes, sighed softly as if hating iron for nothing, and dragged her to Qian's residence.

Xia Bai'an was a little confused, what did he say wrong that made this master sigh again?

As soon as the two stepped into Qian's mansion, the mother in the backyard rushed out with bloody hands: "The eldest young master killed someone! Come quickly!"

Xia Bai'an and Mo Che glanced at each other briefly, then hurried to the backyard.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the old man's courtyard, they saw a figure thrown out, smashed heavily on the ground, and a knife blade as long as an arm had been pierced through the shoulder, oozing blood.

"Boss Qian?"

Xia Bai'an recognized the face under the servant's clothes at a glance.

That is clearly Qian Mingshu's brother!

Boss Qian's eyes darkened, and he wanted to get up and run away, but Mo Che in front of him was quick-sighted, raised his foot, and stepped straight on the handle of the knife. The heart-piercing cry was accompanied by splashing blood, which stained Xia Bai'an's skirt red. put.

Boss Qian felt that the blade on his shoulder had become a nail, firmly fixing him to the ground, making him unable to move.

His eyes widened, and he shouted: "Qian Mingshu, you are such an idiot! How can you manage the Qian family well? Why don't you let me kill my father? I'm willing to give a part of the idle property to... ah!"

Mo Che's feet exerted force again.

Boss Qian's eyes went dark, and he suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood, unable to get up for a long time.

Qian Mingshu stood on the steps panting, clenched his fists, and the bruises on his neck prevented everyone from approaching him easily. His fingertips were still stained with blood, and he stared at his brother in the rain.

"Although our surname is Qian, we are not slaves of money! This money and these rights are enough to make you want to kill your father twice! You are simply a beast!"

He walked down the steps step by step, only the willow pipa in red came forward, whispered a few words in his ear, and said: "It's just that it's a big deal, if it's true..."

"Come here! Tie my eldest brother up with hemp rope, gag him, and trap him under the porch in front of my father's door. Then find someone to go to his hometown and invite a few elders to come. What is the reason for the Qian family's children to kill their fathers?" Let go of our Qian family's ancestral home, sever ties with our father, and only rely on the clan elders to make decisions!"

However, Qian Mingshu directly interrupted Liu Pipa's reminder. After saying this, he almost didn't look at the blade of Mo Che stepping on his shoulder, but hurriedly walked up to Xia Bai'an, with two bloody hands, Clutching her arm tightly.

"I beg you to save my father quickly, he...he was stabbed in the waist by my brother just now, although he still has consciousness, but the blood..."

"Don't worry, you are dealing with these things outside, and I will come here."

Xia Bai'an stepped on Boss Qian's chest and walked over. After taking two steps, he remembered something, and suddenly turned around, "Boss Qian can't be killed just like that, and then ask his wife, maybe the couple is still doing it secretly. A lot of things."

"Ah."

Mo Che nodded, and briefly retracted his feet. The next moment, the toe of his shoe suddenly swiped downwards, and even directly touched his waist, turning Boss Qian over.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Che pointed his toes down and smashed it hard.

"Crack-"

"what--"

The sound of bone cracking and screams exploded in the rain.

Xia Bai'an's scalp felt numb when he heard it, and it was not difficult to guess that this person's spine could no longer return to the way it was before.

This is the only fate for a patricide.

Xia Bai'an raised his eyes, walked towards the room with firm eyes, and pulled old man Qian back from the gate of hell.

Outside the door, Qian Mingshu ignored Boss Qian's howling, and then ordered someone to capture his sister-in-law, and even directly threatened that her sister-in-law did not respect the three obediences and four virtues, and because she would not return to her mother's house for a long time because of her arrogance and willfulness, she left her brother alone in the mansion to live in depression. She lost the demeanor of a young lady, and even disregarded her reputation.

By the time Xia Bai'an came out, the affairs of the Qian family had already been taken care of.

She hadn't washed her hands clean yet, so she simply took advantage of the rain to wash them off by the fence. Looking sideways, she saw Mo Che putting away the paper umbrella and walking towards him slowly, with a cold gleam in her eyes.

"You took care of Qian Mingshu's house, why don't you look happy at all?"

"It's someone else's business."

Mo Che walked to her side and continued, "The two elder brothers Qian Mingshu are more ruthless in doing things than the other, and the evil consequences they have tasted are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people, but he still looks at him. Brother has pity, it is too soft-hearted."

Xia Bai'an followed his gaze.

Just seeing the other side of the corridor, Qian Mingshu was a tall man, but he still bent over and buried his head in Liu Pipa's neck. The two seemed to be whispering something, and it was not difficult to see that it was Liu Pipa. While comforting Qian Mingshu, there was a bit of worry in his eyes.

And she raised her head to look at Mo Che again, and saw the faint expression in Mo Che's eyes.

No resentment, but no sneer or sneer.

Xia Bai'an thought about it, but smiled helplessly: "Aren't you soft-hearted? If you really don't care about the Qian family, you don't have to say anything. Let me guess slowly, but what you said hit the nail on the head, and you are also afraid of money. Mingshu probably lost his father."

"Mr. Qian, he did all kinds of evil, and he deserved to die."

"It's not a pity for him to die, but who told you to take care of this apprentice Qian Mingshu?"

Xia Bai'an curled his lips into a smile, and seeing a look of sullenness in his eyes, he knew that he had hit the mark, and pulled him out again with a smile, but said on his face, "Since you don't like Mr. Qian, you should go back and rest first." , I'll handle it."

Mo Che looked coldly, but instead clasped Xia Bai'an's hand back, as if he didn't want to leave.

Anyway, the affairs of Ming Chuan and Mo Zhiqian were not easy to handle, so they spent two days helping the Qian family change people up and down.

Mr. Qian still wanted to protect his eldest son, but Qian Mingshu, who had always been filial, didn't know where his temper came from. He directly scolded Mr. Qian angrily.

"That's all, let you go...stay, let him live."

"Of course, he just has a broken spine, and my sister-in-law just got a reputation for being unfaithful. Our Qian family can still keep two of them."

Every word and every word of Qian Mingshu was still poking into the old man's heart and lungs.

But Mr. Qian watched him change his medicine, and laughed sullenly: "Housekeeper, bring the keys to Mingshu."