After amnesia, I brought my old enemy back home

Xiao Yunquan kept watching him, and when he saw him, he flew forward and pulled him up: "What's wrong?"

Jing Mo pointed to the ground blankly.

Xiao Yunquan looked down, his pupils locked tightly.

Under the ashes, there were countless bones of the dead.

"How come?" Ning Zhifei also gasped, staring at the ground in disbelief.

It may be that when the Crystal Ice Pavilion broke through the ground just now, it disturbed the soil layer and brought out these bones, but there were too many vines at that time, so no one noticed.Later, Jing Mo burned the vines with a fire, and these bones were exposed.

"This must be more than 51 mouths, right?" Jing Mo muttered to himself, and a scene from a long time ago inexplicably appeared in front of him.

Xiao Yunquan knew that he was thinking of the scene where Qingushan's blood flowed into a river, so he held his hand in distress.

Jing Mo smiled at him, looked up at the sky, and said again: "No wonder there is so much cloud here that even the moonlight can't shine in."

"It's not too late, let's go back to the inn immediately and contact Ning Yuan." Ning Zhifei didn't even stick to the name Fantan at this moment.

But before they walked out of the gate, they bumped into two big chubby dogs head-on.

Jing Mo looked at the two dogs in front of him with joy.He pointed to the one with the burden on its back, and called Lang Wu.He pointed to the other Dao, Lang Wen.

The two dogs didn't expect to meet them, so they hesitated for a moment, and then got into the nearby grass together.

What came out again were two teenagers with exactly the same appearance, except that one was wearing a robe and the other was wearing a fluffy coat.

"Why are you here?" The boy in the outer robe spoke first, with a guarded look on his face.

"I still want to ask you guys, if I met you last time when I went to eat, I can also meet you this time to watch the moon." Jing Mo didn't give in.

"Are you here to enjoy the moon?" Another boy looked at the dark gate with a puzzled expression.

"Don't listen to his nonsense." Lang Wu, who had taught Jing Mo before, started talking nonsense, seeing his younger brother taking the bait, he immediately pulled him behind his back.

"Don't be so nervous, we're just passing by." Jing Mo showed a friendly smile, and his round eyes made him more believable.

However, Lang Wu didn't believe him, and put on a smiling face: "Is this the end of your quarrel? Or are you empathizing with the other person next to you?"

Hearing this, Jing Mo's eyes widened suddenly: "Did I provoke you? Can't you see how good others are?"

"Why do you suddenly doubt us?" Xiao Yunquan also said at the same time with a half-smile.

"Didn't I persuade you to go back to Linchuan as soon as possible last time? Why are you still hanging out?" Lang Wu didn't answer, but asked with a smile instead.

"Maybe, we are for the same thing?" Xiao Yunquan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I don't know what this son is for?" Lang Wu showed his steel claws guardedly, pointing at Ning Zhifei.

Jing Mo subconsciously stood in front of Ning Zhifei, and as soon as he stood still, he secretly looked at Xiao Yunquan's expression.

Xiao Yunquan didn't respond, but continued to stare at Lang Wu: "Why did you say that?"

"We found out that the secret treasure was taken away by people from the Ning family." Lang Wen, who had been hiding behind, suddenly grabbed Lang Wu's arm and quietly stuck out his head.

Seeing that Lang Wu didn't stop himself, he continued: "This young master should belong to the Ning family, right?"

"There are so many people in the Ning family, do you want to be suspicious?" Ning Zhifei also stood up from behind Jing Mo, revealing the dimples on his face.

"Is it true, let's talk about it first." Lang Wu's voice was faintly murderous.

Although Jing Mo didn't know what he was talking about, he instinctively felt that it was not a good thing, and just about to make a sound, he suddenly heard Xiao Yunquan speak.

"It's not him." Xiao Yunquan said suddenly, although he was speaking to Lang Wu, his eyes were fixed on Jing Mo.

"How can you be sure?" Lang Wu asked.

"Not so much." Xiao Yunquan snorted coldly, his eyes shining brightly.

Lang Wu didn't expect Xiao Yunquan to make a move. He frowned suddenly when he heard the words, and once again stood sideways to block Lang Wen behind him: "The Xiao family has always been on good terms with us, what do you mean?"

"Jing Mo is willing to trust him, so I will protect him." Xiao Yunquan took a step forward and stood beside Jing Mo with his hands in his hands.

"Jiji, you..." Jing Mo did not expect Xiao Yunquan to act like this at all, and was immediately surprised and moved.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Lang Wu looked at Xiao Yunquan who was holding a sword and said nothing, and then at Jing Mo who hadn't summoned his natal spiritual weapon, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Leaving aside Jing Mo's viciousness in beating people, Xiao Yunquan was able to press him with swords and swords without using spiritual power, forcing him to kneel down and apologize.

Thinking of this, he put on a smiling face, and said sincerely: "Hey, why is this so, if you say it's not, then it's not."

"You're changing your face too quickly, aren't you?" Jing Mo blinked.

"Since that's the case, why don't you two go to the inn with us to discuss in detail?" Ning Zhifei came out from behind Jing Mo again, but cautiously stayed beside Jing Mo, and didn't take another step forward.

"We have also traced this far, so it is hard to say that we can exchange information." Seeing that Lang Wu did not speak, Ning Zhifei continued to persuade.

Only then did Lang Wu nod his head: "Then respect is worse than obedience."

When the group arrived at the inn, Ning Zhifei first took out the pigeon that was full of food, fed it a handful of rice, then tied a secret letter to the pigeon's leg, and gently raised his hand to release the pigeon.

Lang Wu and Lang Wen stared straight at the plump pigeon.

The pigeon might feel the danger, but as soon as Ning Zhifei let go, it shot out like an arrow and plunged into the night.

It wasn't until the pigeon was completely gone that Lang Wen and Lang Wu looked away reluctantly.

Along with them, Jing Mo withdrew his gaze. Jing Mo clicked his tongue and muttered to Xiao Yunquan, "So it can really fly."

"You two, let me re-introduce, I am Ning Zhifei, who is the companion of Ning Fantan, the second prince of the Ning family." Seeing that they finally looked at him, Ning Zhifei stood up and saluted with a soft voice.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the pigeon flew back fluttering.

Behind the pigeon, there is another person.

"Ning Yuan?" Ning Zhifei looked at the man in surprise, and couldn't help shouting.

When Lang Wu heard this, he became alert again.

Ning Yuan was about to show a smile to Ning Zhifei, when he glanced at the Lang brothers, he immediately changed his expression, and said in a solemn voice, "I'm right here, may I ask who you two are?"

Seeing him start to speak in an official tone, Jing Mo couldn't help yawning.

Xiao Yunquan quickly pulled him up, and smiled at everyone present: "We still have important things to do, so let's take our leave first."

Jing Mo looked at him in confusion.

"What about the secret treasure?" Lang Wu asked hesitantly.

"It has nothing to do with us." Xiao Yunquan said truthfully.

Jing Mo nodded subconsciously: "Yes, we just want to know the whereabouts of Ning Chao. We don't care if he stole the secret treasure."

They just wanted to find out who set up the red light formation, and what relationship this person had with Xiao Yunquan's parents' suicide.

As for whether he stole the secret treasure, it really wasn't the focus of their attention.

Thinking about this point clearly, Jing Mo smiled at Xiao Yunquan and said, "As expected of Ji Ji."

Xiao Yunquan smiled slightly, and led Jing Mo, who had been sleepy for a long time, straight back to the room.

When Jing Mo entered the room and lay down on the bed, the first thing he did was to take off the pendant around his waist and take a closer look. After seeing it, he immediately widened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his overreaction, Xiao Yunquan subconsciously followed his gaze.

What he held in his hand was the eagle made of gold thread, but for some reason, there was a small space for the eye of the eagle.

"The eagle's eyes may have been damaged by the vines." Jing Mo touched the golden eagle with a bit of distress. After a moment of silence, he suddenly called out Mu Zi and rummaged inside.

After searching for a long time, Jing Mo finally shouted happily: "I found it."

Xiao Yunquan lowered his eyes to look, and saw that what Jing Mo was pinching with his fingertips turned out to be a familiar red bead.

Xiao Yunquan looked at the bead with disgust in his eyes. This bead was picked up by Jing Mo in Jiuying's mouth.

"Don't be so disgusted, they have washed it many times." Jing Mo took the beads and compared them to the right, no matter how they looked at them, they felt appropriate.

But when it came to the step of hanging the beads, he started to have difficulties again: "Jiji, tell me, the beads shouldn't be perforated, right?"

Xiao Yunquan nodded: "Even if you said you can't, you definitely can't."

"Then what should we do?" Jing Mo sighed melancholy, and stared at Xiao Yunquan expectantly with round eyes.

"Don't look at me." Xiao Yunquan's face was serious, and he didn't have any intention of helping.

"I've really washed it many times." Jing Mo continued to look at him, and even showed a big smile.

Early the next morning, Ning Zhifei was feeding the pigeons, when he looked up, he saw Jing Mo swaying towards him.

He said in surprise, "Is the sun coming out from the west? How can you get up so early?"

"Do you know what it means to leave a man for three days and treat him with admiration?" Jing Mo was not annoyed by being ridiculed, instead he walked faster and came to Ning Zhifei in a few steps.

Only then did Ning Zhifei see that there was a red bead on the gold ornament around his waist. The bead was very small, and there was a faint flame rolling inside, and it was fixed at the position of the eagle's eye by a circle of gold wire.

"Does it look good?" Seeing that he saw the important point, Jing Mo smiled and grabbed the golden eagle to show off.

"This bead?" Ning Zhifei hesitated, and took the golden eagle over for a closer look.

Jing Mo also followed him to look intently, except for the flame in the bead, he couldn't see anything.

He asked inexplicably, "What happened to the beads?"

Ning Zhifei shook his head, his tone uncertain: "It's like plastic beads, I've only seen descriptions in books, so I'm not sure if it's true."

"What is Lingzhu?" Jing Mo asked curiously.

"It is rumored that this kind of beads only appear in the fairy mountains with rich spiritual power, and can help people reshape the spiritual veins. But it is too rare, and it is only slightly recorded in some ancient books handed down." Ning Zhifei worked hard Recalling the fragments in the book, but apart from the fact that there will be spirit patterns in the Plastic Lingzhu, there are indeed no more records.

Jing Mo recalled the environment of Jiuying Cave, no matter what, it had nothing to do with Xianshan, he was about to deny it, when suddenly he saw a figure not far away.

So the words on the lips were changed to: "You really decided? He wants to get married and you want to leave?"

"What?" Ning Zhifei was stunned for a moment, and then saw Ning Yuan walking slowly.

Hearing Jing Mo's words, Ning Yuan frowned unconsciously, and said coldly, "Jing Qingchen, do you want to fight?"