Long meaning

From Huainan to Jiangnan, the distance is only two hundred miles, which is really not far away, and the terrain is flat, so it is not difficult to take a small road. However, two wounded people accompanied them in a carriage, and the small road was naturally inconvenient, so Mo Lingsu had no choice but to take the With a few people walked the official road.

Since several people got into the carriage and changed into some ordinary clothes prepared by Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng was driving the carriage outside, and there were only three people in the carriage, and there was no other sound except the sound of the wheels. In the carriage of time, the silence was a bit embarrassing.

Since several people got into the carriage, Xie Yunchen continued to feel drowsy, while Xie Wuwu sat leaning against the wall of the carriage, not knowing what he was thinking about, Mo Lingsu watched him all the way, but he didn't realize it at all. Until Mo Lingsu couldn't bear to break the silence. "Unintentionally, what are you thinking?"

Xie Wuwu seemed to be awakened suddenly, and a look of confusion appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared. "nothing!"

"If it goes well, you should be able to go to Jiangnan tomorrow." Mo Ling said sullenly.

"Hmm!" Xie Wuwu responded vaguely, as if the interrogation had not yet been completed.

"Are you worried about your second brother?" Mo Lingsu asked.

"Second brother." Xie Wuwu looked back at Xie Yunchen who was leaning against the wall of the car, and various emotions of concern and worry gradually appeared in his eyes. "Will he get better?"

"Don't think him so weak, he is also Lord Xie's second son, and he has experienced some storms, so he won't be defeated so easily." Mo Lingsu wanted to reach out to hold Xie Wuwu's book, but just Lifted it up a little but put it back down again.

"But this time it's not a trivial matter, the entire Xiejiabao..." Xie Wuwu said.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking the way?" Just when Mo Lingsu wanted to comfort Xie Wuwu again, he heard Lu Zheng shouting outside.

"What's the matter?" Mo Lingsu raised the curtain of the carriage with one hand and asked Lu Zheng.

"There are people blocking the way ahead." Lu Zheng said.

"Blocking the way?" Mo Lingsu looked forward, and sure enough there was a group of people blocking the way, about a dozen of them. "Who are you? Why are you standing in the middle of the road?"

"You, are you Xie Yunchen from Xiejiabao?" The passerby completely ignored Mo Lingsu's question, and stood up like a leader with a big knife in his hand.

"Isn't that right, everyone has misunderstood the person, everyone is looking for Xie Yunchen from Xiejiabao, shouldn't you go to Xiejiabao, why stop my passing carriage?" Mo Lingsu laughed.

"Stop pretending, someone has already said that Xie Yunchen will pass by here." The leader with the knife said humanely.

"Then why do you think that I am Xie Yunchen?" Mo Lingsu jumped off the carriage and stood face to face with the leader.

"I think you look quite similar to the portrait." The leader said.

"Portrait? What portrait?" Mo Lingsu asked in confusion.

"That's it." The man behind him took a roll of paper and opened it, and he saw a portrait on it, and his expression really looked like Xie Yunchen.

"Your Excellency, do you think I look like the person in this painting?" Mo Lingsu looked at the portrait, pointed at himself, and finally spread his hands to signal you for comparison.

"Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem quite like it." The man held the knife in one hand and scratched his head with the other. It seemed that his brain was not very bright. "Is there anyone else in your carriage?"

"There are two more patients, do you want to see them?" Mo Lingsu said and was about to lift the curtain of the car, and those people also stretched their necks to wait, but Mo Lingsu stopped after halfway lifting the curtain. "However, these two patients are a little special. Are you sure you want to see them?"

"There's so much nonsense, put it away." The leader started yelling after he couldn't say a word.

"The illnesses these two patients suffer from affect their appearance, I'm afraid it will scare everyone." Mo Lingsu said.

"I've been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, I haven't seen anything, let the people inside come out, if Xie Yunchen, that bastard that his own father killed, is in there, I will kill him with a knife." The man continued to yell.

"Then..." In fact, Mo Lingsu's heart was a little nervous at this time. Once the curtain was opened, the portrait was so beautiful that people would definitely recognize Xie Yunchen. He was holding the curtain with one hand, and the other hand was already secretly Start with luck and get ready to do it.

"Brother Mo, what's the matter?" Just when Mo Lingsu was about to lift the curtain, the curtain opened from the inside, and Xie Wuxin poked his head out from inside the carriage, but Mo Lingsu was startled by his appearance. Jump.

"Wuwu, you..." Mo Lingsu looked at Xie Wuwu in a daze, only to see that Xie Wuwu's originally fair face was now covered with red spots, and he looked like a seriously ill person .

"You... What disease do you have?" The leader was still majestic just now, but now he only glanced at Xie Wuwu's face, immediately retracted his outstretched neck, and took a few steps back.

"Winwu, it's windy outside, you should go in first." Mo Lingsu was Mo Lingsu after all, and it took him a moment to realize that he pushed Xie Wuwu back into the car, then lowered the curtain, and turned to the group of people. "It's not a serious illness. It's already much better. It won't be contagious. If you want to see it, you can watch it quickly. It's just that my brother can't blow the air too much, so I'll trouble you to take a look at it yourself!"

"Cross...spreading, cough." The man stammered, probably finding that he had lost his momentum, so he hurriedly straightened his throat. "Since your brother is sick and can't blow the air, then I won't watch it and leave quickly."

"Your Excellency, don't you really want to check it out?" Mo Lingsu said with a smile.

"Don't read it, hurry up." The man shouted loudly, afraid that if he walked slowly, the disease would be transmitted to him. Even if Mo Lingsu took two steps forward, he would not forget to take two steps back .

"In that case, I would like to thank everyone on behalf of my brothers and leave." Mo Lingsu clasped his fists in salute, then sat back in the carriage, and then started on the road again.

Mo Lingsu was sitting in the carriage, and Xie Wuwu was opposite him, but he still had that big painted face. He found that Lingsu had been staring at him, making him uncomfortable. "What are you looking at?"

"Do you want to wipe off the stuff on your face?" Mo Lingsu said.

"No need, maybe it will be useful later, and I don't know what kind of news Qin Fu spread to me." Xie Wuwu said.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Mo Lingsu asked.

"It's just some cinnabar, how can it be uncomfortable." Xie Wuwu just said this, but he heard Xie Yunchen, who was sleeping beside him, uttered a cry, and hurried to help someone. "Second brother, you're awake."

"Yeah." Xie Yunchen just woke up, his consciousness was still a little fuzzy, but when he raised his head, Xie Wuwu's face was startled. "Unintentionally, your face,,,"

"It's nothing, it's just some cinnabar." Xie Wuwu said.

"What happened just now?" Xie Yunchen asked.

"Many people outside are looking for you with your portrait now." Xie Wuwu was thinking about what to say, but Mo Lingsu directly stated the reason.

"My portrait? What do they want me for?" Xie Yunchen asked suspiciously.

"It's obvious that I'm looking for the insane Xie Yunchen, who my own father will never let go of." Mo Ling said solemnly.

"Actually, it's to hide the front sword." Xie Yunchen said.

"Probably so." Mo Lingsu said.

"The real Zangfeng Sword is in your Mojiazhuang, so you are not afraid of getting into trouble?" Xie Yunchen said.

"After these recent events, I'm really a little scared." Mo Lingsu said.

"Then what are your plans?" Xie Yunchen said.

"Probably, hand over the real Zangfeng Sword to someone who can keep it." Mo Lingsu said.

"Who can be Qin Huo's opponent?" Xie Yunchen asked.

"I don't know." Mo Lingsu said.

"You..." Xie Yunchen frowned, not believing that Mo Lingsu had no plans in mind.

"This matter was unexpected. We can only take one step at a time. Let's discuss it when we arrive at Mojiazhuang!" Mo Lingsu chuckled, and then took out the bag that Lu Zheng and the carriage had prepared together. The package of clothes was handed to Xie Yunchen. "I'm sorry to thank the second son and Wu Wu to replace it, so it's easier to travel."