After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

"Cang'er, shut up."

Cang Er was stunned for a long time, then looked at Xiao Yunquan in disbelief.

Xiao Yunquan said softly again: "Apologize."

"Yunquan, you? You actually yelled at me for him?" Cang'er's voice trembled slightly, "You...do you know that when I heard that something happened to the Xiao family, I was so worried about you."

Jing Mo touched his nose helplessly, and said righteously: "Young Master Cang, what you said is wrong. Heaven and earth conscience, Xiao Ji didn't yell at you, his tone just now is the same as usual."

"You..." Cang Er may have never seen such a troublesome person, and was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a while.

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Mo asked with a smile.

"You are such a treacherous villain, you actually have the nerve to follow Yunquan." Cang'er's face turned blue, and he didn't choose what to say.

"Why did I become a treacherous villain?" Hearing this, Jing Mo was not angry, and his face was still smiling.

He glanced at Xiao Yunquan from the corner of his eye, and continued to smile: "Besides, it's not up to you whether you can stay with Xiao Ji or not. He is willing to let me follow, and I am willing to follow, what does it have to do with you?"

Cang'er knew he couldn't beat him, and was unwilling to let him go, so he summoned Youlu in a fit of anger, and stabbed him.

Jing Mo hurriedly hid behind Xiao Yunquan, and shouted while hiding: "Hey, quarrel, quarrel, we have a good quarrel, why do you move?"

Xiao Yunquan's eyes became colder, he raised his hand to block Jing Mo's body, and his voice became a little louder: "Cang Minglang, stop."

Cang Er met those indifferent eyes, was startled, regained some sanity, and realized that it was against the style of the young master of a family to act casually at the slightest disagreement.

He looked at Xiao Yunquan, angrily withdrew You Lu, and under Xiao Yunquan's aggressive gaze, he reluctantly bowed to Jing Mo: "I've offended you."

Then, without waiting for Jing Mo to speak, he gave Xiao Yunquan a sad look, turned around and ran away.

Jing Mo tilted his head, looked at Xiao Yunquan's slender back, and asked in an affirmative tone: "Is he angry? But, he really listens to you."

"Don't take Cang'er's words to heart." Xiao Yunquan turned around and looked at him as well.

Jing Mo turned his head away uncomfortably, looked at the direction in which Cang'er disappeared, and suddenly changed the subject: "But you, one is called Ningguang, the other is called Youlu, it's really..."

It's obvious.

"What is it really?" Xiao Yunquan asked.

"It's nothing, nothing." Jing Mo waved his hand, and changed the subject again, "By the way, this young master of the Cang family, why does he listen to you so much?"

Xiao Yunquan didn't hear the truth in his words, but just told the truth: "He is my cousin."

The answer was completely beyond Jing Mo's expectations. He stared in surprise, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"Cousin." Xiao Yunquan pointed to the direction where Cang'er disappeared, and then pointed to himself: "Cousin."

Jing Mo blinked his big eyes, smiled and said nonsense: "Oh, I understand. The elder brother is the father, and the cousin may also be considered a half father?"

Xiao Yunquan glared at him, turned his head and left.

The night before they broke up unhappy, but Cang Er didn't hold any grudges at all, and the next day he came to Xiao Yunquan's side alive and kicking.

"Yunquan, why don't you stay for a few more days? Anyway, it's the Jing family who wants to return to the spring grass. Let Jing Qingchen take it back, isn't that all right?"

Xiao Yunquan looked at Jing Mo when he heard the words, and saw him squatting on the ground, grabbing the foxtail grass by the roadside.

He shook his head, it might not be right for such a person with no memory to bring Chuncao back to Jing's house alone.

Cang Er asked suspiciously: "Why? He is such a big man, are you still afraid that he will get lost?"

"Scared." Xiao Yunquan said.

Cang Er: ...

"What are you afraid of?" Jing Mo held the foxtail in his hand, smiled and shook his hand at Xiao Yunquan.The foxtail followed his movements, swaying gently, the fur is very cute.

"Stop playing, hurry up." Xiao Yunquan withdrew his gaze.

He looked at Cang Er with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "There will be a farewell to sending you off for thousands of miles. In the future, send my greetings to Sect Master Cang and the others."

Cang Er thought of his parents, and then Xiao Yunquan's parents, he looked at Xiao Yunquan, hesitant to speak.

"He wants to say that he is very worried about you, and wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you." Jing Mo looked at Cang Er's awkward look, shrugged his shoulders, and kindly spoke for him.

After he finished speaking, he thought for a while, turned his head to stare at Cang Er and said, "Young Master Cang, I have something to say, and I really should say it."

Cang Er turned to look at him.

"If you're worried about someone, it's better to find them instead of worrying about them at the same place." Jing Mo said.

Cang Er secretly looked at Xiao Yunquan, then pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "It's easy for you to say. Why don't I want to, but how can I get away if my parents are not on the mountain. Besides, my spiritual power...can't help much busy..."

"Master Cang really puts the overall situation first." Jing Mo's tone was flat, making it impossible to tell whether it was admiration or irony.

But he immediately raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If it were me, I wouldn't care about his family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs. Even if it's going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I will definitely look for it."

Cang Er glared at him, then aimed at Xiao Yunquan, but didn't say anything after all.

Xiao Yunquan's expression changed slightly when he heard the word Xiahuohai.He adjusted his mood, took a deep breath and looked at Jing Mo: "Let's go."

Cang Er knew that it was hopeless to keep people, so he took two steps back and made a big gift to Xiao Yunquan: "Cousin, take care all the way."

After giving the gift, Cang Er suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly called them back: "Wait, wait, I almost forgot."

After finishing speaking, he took out a delicate bag from his arms, and handed it to Xiao Yunquan with both hands: "This is a newly bred one, and they are still pupae. Take one out when you need it, and it will turn into a butterfly in a moment."

Xiao Yunquan took the small bag, thanked him, and then really set off.

Jing Mo followed Xiao Yunquan, bored for a while, and suddenly said: "Hey, my father asked you to call you uncle... After all, I am your cousin?"

Xiao Yunquan stared sideways at him.

"Ah? I'm younger than you? I'm your cousin?" Jing Mo's round eyes showed disappointment.

"Although your mother is from the Xiao family, she is not blood relative to my father, so you are naturally not a cousin." Xiao Yunquan looked at Jing Mo's slightly pursed mouth, secretly feeling amused.

"I'm really older than you?" Jing Mo laughed again after hearing this.

Xiao Yunquan continued to stare at him.

Jing Mo became playful, hooked Xiao Yunquan's shoulders and laughed, "As the saying goes, a watch is three thousand miles away. My mother is from the Xiao family, and I'm older than you. It's not too much to call me cousin, right? Come on." Come on, call and listen."

"cousin."

Really?Jing Mo was stunned for a moment, realizing that the voice was wrong.He turned his head abruptly, only to see another Cang'er who had just said goodbye, unexpectedly following up again.

Seeing Cang Er's approaching figure, Jing Mo curled his lips helplessly.

Cang Er ran up to the two of them and raised his hand.It was only then that Jing Mo saw that there was actually a small butterfly in his hand, and the translucent wings of the butterfly were slightly bamboo-blue.

"Messaging butterfly?" Xiao Yunquan asked.

Cang Er nodded and waved his hand, the butterfly circled up, and the whole body gradually glowed with light green light, the light twined and converged, and finally condensed into a sentence.

There are differences in the water and lake, so look for Yunquan quickly.

When Xiao Yunquan saw these words, his face was solemn.

"Yunquan, don't worry too much. My parents and sister are in Linchuan now, even if there is an abnormality, we can resist it for a while." Cang Er put away his hand, and the butterfly disappeared together with the words.

Then he frowned and thought for a moment, then hesitated and said: "However, my mother is not the direct descendant of the Xiao family, otherwise, you should set off immediately and rush back to Linchuan?"

Xiao Yunquan looked at Jing Mo and shook his head.

Jing Mo doesn't know what the difference in water and water refers to, but he understands Su Xun Yunquan.

It was obvious that Xiao Yunquan had to rush back immediately, now that the rejuvenating grass had been obtained, what Xiao Yunquan promised to the Jing family was basically completed.If he said leave it alone, it seems reasonable?

But when he thought of Xiao Yunquan's lack of spiritual power and meddling in other people's business, Jing Mo instantly rejected the idea of ​​going back to each family.

"Go to Julong Mountain first."

"I'll go back to Linchuan Shuize with you."

The two spoke in unison.

Cang Er: ...

The journey back to Julong Mountain was fairly smooth, and the two of them didn't enter Linshan Town in order to hurry, so Xiao Yunquan naturally didn't take the Qiankun bag that he left behind.Jing Mo felt a little pity for him, but when he thought of the pawn shop's bogu shelf, he felt relieved again.

Jing Tunan got the rejuvenating grass, thanked Xiao Yunquan in every possible way, and said that he must hold a banquet for him.

Xiao Yunquan was worried about the change in the water, and he didn't want to delay, so he bid farewell to Jing Tunan immediately, got up and went down the mountain.

When Jing Ping came out of the meeting room, he accidentally bumped into Jing Mo who was guarding the door.

Jing Mo was absent-minded while pulling the leaves and squinting at him.

Jingping had no choice but to call out: "Brother Qingchen, are you back?"

Jing Mo nodded, beckoned him to squat beside him, and asked with a smile: "What happened to the Jing family these few days?"

"No? Oh, by the way, someone came to look for you." Jing Ping said.

"Who is it?" Jing Mo asked.

Jing Ping shook his head: "I don't know him, that man has a baby face and big dimples when he smiles."

Jing Mo thought for a while, but couldn't remember who this person was, so he continued to ask: "What about the others, did anyone disappear on the first day I left?"

"Probably not, I haven't noticed it, why are you asking this?" Jing Ping was puzzled.

"Ask casually." Jing Mo waved his hand, turning his mind.

At Qingu Mountain that day, the masked man was obviously at a disadvantage, but he refused to summon his natal spirit weapon.And the sword technique is strange, it looks like it is used to other weapons.Before losing, he was able to poke his wound directly and escape smoothly.

All these things add up, and he has to have doubts in his heart.

Is it because that person's natal artifact is so famous that he will be recognized as soon as he uses it?Or that person, the person I know, or even, the person I know?

Could that person be the Jing family?

Seeing that he was in a daze, Jingping couldn't help asking, "Brother Qingchen, what are you thinking?"

"I wonder why Xiao Ji hasn't come out yet." Jing Mo replied casually.

Jing Ping was very surprised: "Why did you call Mr. Xiao by his name? He wasn't angry? No, you were waiting for him? He left early."

"Gone?" Jing Mo was very surprised.

Jing Ping nodded: "That's right. I just went to find Elder Dai Xu and saw him coming down the mountain through the back door."

Jing Mo was taken aback. There is a back door to this meeting hall?Also, is the Rejuvenating Grass really so useful that it can wake people up just after taking it in?

But now is not the time to rejuvenate the spring grass, Jing Mo threw the leaves in his hand, got up and ran.

"Brother Qingchen, how long are you going this time? Do I still need to clean the other courtyard for you? Do you still want those finished notebooks?" Jing Ping was afraid that he would come back to make trouble next time, so he asked loudly.

Jing Mo didn't care about the book, he heard that it was finished, so he echoed casually and accelerated his feet.

After running like this for almost a stick of incense, he vaguely saw a light blue on the mountain road ahead.