The leader is crazy again [Through the book]

It was sweet in my heart, as if I was separated from Mo Daosang for the first time in such a long time, but before I had time to miss it, I suddenly received a letter from him from the place where the case was handled.

It was widely rumored that the young son of the Mo family at that time settled the case and made a fortune, and his bearing and literary talent were superb, but only those who had been with him for a long time knew that Mo Daosang did speak well, but he didn't read something embarrassing. The ultimate sentence is to say whatever you want.

But now that he can see such a sentence again, he has nothing but joy in his mind.

Although the thin piece of paper stained with flower crumbs, I don't know where it was given as a gift.

The majestic handwriting on the paper seems to contain tenderness, telling the mood of the person who wrote it little by little.

I stand under the peach tree, picking leaves and flying flowers.

Flying flowers cover my heart, and my heart still misses you.

Thinking about you is like drinking water, you don't know whether it's warm or cold.

I know that peach trees are divided, and things are concerned.

I will return in January, don't read it.

The smiling face seemed to appear in front of his eyes, sitting under the plaque and writing casually, scaring the hearts of the people in the hall like drums, but he was actually writing such teasing things.

Yes, the letter was sent back in such a short time, except for teasing and teasing him, he didn't feel missed at all, but he was still uncontrollably happy.

"Lingyi?" He seemed to hear Mo Daosang's voice again in a trance, and Wen Qionghua's vision finally became completely clear. The first thing he saw was a nicely cut wooden stick in front of him, which smelled like it should be candied haws skewers. , Mo Daosang looked at him worriedly, and said, "Lingyi, have you not had a good rest recently? I think you are always distracted. If not, I can live in another place."

The scene in the pupils magnified, the bustling street with people coming and going came into view little by little, and the noisy and lively voices also returned.

Wen Qionghua finally realized that he had really thought too much just now, so much that he didn't know anything.

His eyes touched the candied haws skewers that should have been given to Mo Daosang, but now there were only bare sticks left, his face blushed, and he wanted to hide the hand holding the stick directly behind him, but he tried hard to hold back.

His eyes dodged because he didn't dare to face Mo Daosang, he said in a low voice, "Junhui, I'm fine, just, I just thought of something."

"Really?" Mo Daosang was still skeptical, but after looking Wen Qionghua up and down, he really didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his internal strength, so he didn't ask any more. After all, who doesn't know his own secrets, even Ling Yi felt a little uncomfortable thinking about it, but he still suppressed his emotions well and continued, "Then let's go on, Ling Yi, it took a lot of time, don't hurry up, It’s not over.”

Wen Qionghua finally remembered the business, nodded quickly, and immediately returned to his serious look. After working hard for a while, the smile finally returned.

The two of them walked around, and he took the opportunity to find a free moment and threw the wooden stick into the bamboo basket used for garbage. Fortunately, as long as his face was around, no one would bother to make trouble for them.

Wen Qionghua was paying attention to Mo Daosang's movements when he threw it, and seeing that he didn't seem to pay attention to his little movements, most of the pressure disappeared immediately, and he couldn't help thinking that Junhui was really considerate.

Mo Daosang really turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, pretending not to see it.

It's just a glance out of the corner of his eye, seeing Wen Qionghua who finally got rid of the shadow and relaxed, he just thinks this person is too cute.

For a moment, the two people who were together were extremely satisfied, and because there were strangers walking very close to each other, the feeling became even stronger, as if just traveling like this, going through the entire territory was not enough.

Looking at everything around him, it became a little more pleasing to the eye.

I feel warm and comfortable without talking.

Turning around for a few streets, nothing happened all the time, but suddenly he saw a white shadow running towards him, Mo Daosang could see the panic expression on his face from a distance, he still remembered this person, it was the one who went up Ang Mingzhi, the No. [-] villa in the world who gave him a sword.

He remembered that the child was quite calm, but he didn't know what happened to make him panic like this.

Naturally, Wen Qionghua also saw it, and his originally peaceful state of mind was shattered in vain. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, glanced at Mo Daosang, took a breath, stood still and said to the people who were running: "Mingzhi, what happened?" ?”

Ang Mingzhi stopped, his chest was still heaving because of running, but he didn't answer after hearing this, he just glanced at Mo Daosang who was on the side.

Mo Daosang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Wen Qionghua coughed shyly, then said after a pause: "Don't think too much, just speak up if you have something to say."

Ang Mingzhi thought that this was the result, but in order to prevent his second son who seemed to have a good temper, he couldn't help but chop him up, so he knelt down on the ground in the white robe without hesitation, and even I ignored the strange sight around him: "Second Young Master, an unknown male corpse was found in the backyard of the main street inn. After the investigation, no one was found to have entered, and there were disciples on duty and saw the senior, so dare to Ask Second Young Master if he has been with Senior all the time."

Mo Daosang really didn't like this frame-up directed at himself. Although he had a bad temper, he never did anything casually when he wasn't crazy. Absolutely won't stop, how could only one person die.

But even though he thought so, his left envoy should also understand, but today's left envoy is really strange, and he really left for a while.

Even if the time is not long, for them, killing a person is just a matter of venting their anger, and it is enough.

So he raised his gaze to Wen Qionghua next to him, he really wanted to know if this person would doubt him.

Wen Qionghua nodded without pausing for a moment: "It is true that I have been separated from Junhui for a while, but it's all right, you get up and take us to have a look." Although the face was solemn, it was obvious that there was no suspicion On the contrary, it was more like a child who was annoyed about how to explain to the elders at home when he got into trouble, and he felt relieved.

So I didn't worry about anything, and followed up with a sentence: "Lead the way, I'll go and see who thinks his life is too long."

Ang Mingyi felt a little hesitant when he heard it. Although he was still not sure, he had less doubts about Modasang. It's the best thing a disciple can do.

Mo Daosang also came to Mingchunjian to know that this person who seems too introverted is now ranked first in Mingchunjian. If there is no special reason, Chu Youning probably won't have children, so it is logical to take over. It's him, the more I look at it now, the more happy I am for Mingchunjian.

Although I don't know how such a young disciple who can do things came out of such a place where the whole sect is extremely lonely, but it is a good thing.

Otherwise, even if he has the honor of the lord and his superior force, it may be unconvincing in the long run.

He is a prime example.

Thinking of this, he soon returned to the inn they passed by. Modaosang became more and more curious about the person behind him. When he arrived at the backyard, he saw the same two white-clothed young disciples waiting for a person lying on his back. There.

Even if you don't mention that the lying person has been dead for a long time, just talking about the atmosphere between the two disciples is quite embarrassing.

At first glance, Mo Daosang turned out to be acquaintances. One was Song Siqi, Wen Qionghua's former guard. He still couldn't get rid of his shyness. A person looked at the sky in the corner in a daze, and it was only when they walked through the backyard door that they realized that someone was coming.

Ang Ming apologized to Wen Qionghua with an expression of incompetence in discipline.

Wen Qionghua looked around the three disciples and said, "Let's test it first."

After walking a few steps closer, the two guarding disciples first saluted Wen Qionghua and Mo Daosang, and then respectfully called Ang Mingzhi, senior brother.

Ang Mingzhi only nodded silently to agree.

They felt frustrated while blaming themselves, and it was only a moment before Mo Daosang made up a big drama in his head.

But I have to say that he has a good opinion of this person, and he is not lacking in leadership and momentum. It is not a problem for him to be the leader of another generation in Mingchunjian. Thinking about the righteous juniors he saw in Lin'an City last time, he can't help but It was compared to whether he had seen any good seedlings in the Devil's Cult.

Is he too negligent?It seems that there are only a few outstanding ones. I think his envoy must be busy.

But that's good too, when I'm busy, I don't have time to provoke him.

But looking at Ang Mingzhi who was examining the corpse for Wen Qionghua in an orderly manner in front of him, and at the same time said every sentence to the point, he was still a little heartbroken.

Is it too late to bring people back to the Demon Cult now?

"Second Young Master, this person was killed by a single blow. The killer's palm shattered his heart and left. Judging by the palm of this person, he must have been practicing swords all the year round. It is speculated that the murderer's martial arts should not be weak, so he can get away so quickly. Human life does not leave this person with any chance to ask for help." After finishing speaking, Ang Mingzhi knelt down first, "Although this disciple is still clueless, I will try my best to investigate and return justice to my senior."

Satisfied, Mo Daosang withdrew his internal energy from searching the surroundings to no avail, and thought that this person had been robbed of his sword the first time, and the second time he was hoping to get his sword back only to find that he had lost it. When there is a chance, do you want to help him find a good sword.

Long Yuan is not bad, he can't take it away anyway, so it would be a good home to find a reason to stay here for him.

Wen Qionghua stepped forward to probe for a while, because he was worried that Mo Daosang would be involved, and he deliberately failed the wishes of his disciples by directly touching the stiff corpse.

Look at this small courtyard, obviously everyone is facing a dead body that is enough to cause a sensation now, but even the most timid Song Siqi sees it as no different from the grass and trees on the side of the road.

Modausang became more and more aware of the real cruelty of the world.

Wen Qionghua got up, wanted to comfort him, but raised her hand and was afraid of dirtying him, so she shoved her hand into her white sleeve awkwardly, and said to him: "Junhui, although this palm technique is similar to yours, but my Believe me, I will explain to my brother when I get back."

Oh, yes, there is Chu Youning in Mingchunjian, he was only interested in having fun just now, but he didn't expect Lingyi to be worried about this.

Thinking about Chu Youning's temperament, he thought it would be better if he ran away first.