with words in mind

Chapter 7 The Heir Token 1
"Brother, don't forget that this is a place where killers gather, and all the tranquility is just an appearance." Qi Ming looked at the scenery like him.

Qi Jin accepted a smile: "What kind of force is chasing you and me this time?"

Qi Ming: "When I played against this group of dead soldiers, I found that they were good at different weapons, and their kung fu paths were changeable. They were not like the Kung Fu of the decent Tianmu School or Shaolin Temple, and they had never used sorcery and witchcraft. "

Qi Jin: "Tianmu sect is a big sect of the righteous way, and younger brother Ming even suspects them?"

Qi Ming: "As long as it is a Jianghu faction, there are suspicions, but there are no clues pointing to them."

Qi Jin smiled and said, "Brother Ming is still sensible. Fortunately, younger brother Ming has a good foundation in kung fu. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to wait for the rescue of the Mo family."

"Brother has won the prize." Qi Ming replied with a smile, "The most important thing now is to notify father in time, and we have to go back quickly."

"That's right, ask the Mo family about the situation after dinner, and then let them arrange for someone to set a date to escort us back to Beijing." Qi Jin shouted behind him, "Ren Jing!"

"My subordinates are here, what's the master's order?" The prince came out of the shadows, guarding Ren Jing, holding his sword and cupping his hands in a respectful manner.

Qi Jin: "How about the other injured brothers?"

Ren Jing: "Their injuries have been treated, and the medicine is already being boiled according to the master's prescription."

Qi Jin looked at Qi Ming: "Brother Ming, these guards are not lightly injured. I'm afraid it will take half a month before they can leave."

Qi Ming listened, looked into the distance, and still smiled unabated: "If we want to avoid those dead soldiers, the fewer the number of people we leave, the better, and the guards can wait for their injuries before returning to Beijing disguised as ordinary caravans. If the dead recognize them, they will be thrown into the air, and if they do not recognize them, they will naturally arrive safely."

Qi Jin frowned slightly and said, "Brother Ming wants to hurt them just to be our stand-ins?"

"My brother loves his subordinates, I understand. But since we have already met those dead soldiers, they will be familiar with our body shape and technique. If we still bring the guards back to Beijing, it must be another fight." Qi Ming looked back. Sincerely.

"No! We can neither act together, nor let them become stand-ins." Qi Jin avoided Qi Ming's gaze, his subordinates clenched their fists unconsciously, lowered their eyes and said sternly, "This matter has to be considered in the long run and come up with a sure-fire plan."

"That's okay, anyway, it's still safe here. If you want people and materials, you can get it from the Mo family. The strange formation at the foot of the mountain is not something that the Mo family can't crack. It's just that those dead soldiers followed all the way. ."

"It's the ambush of the dead!" Qi Jin added, and the brothers looked at each other.

At this time, Mo Youli, the housekeeper of the Mo family, came to spread the word, and walked quickly to the gate of Dongyuan, but did not dare to enter, but just shouted gently from outside the door: "Two young masters, dinner is ready, the master invites the two of you. Young Master, go to dinner."

When Qi Jin and Qi Ming heard this, they took Ren Jing out of the courtyard. Qi Jin said to the steward, "Let's lead the way."

A group of people came to the hall, Qi Jin and Qi Ming took the seats, Mo's father and Mo's mother stood aside, with a straight body, Mo's father: "Young Master, please have a meal, there are many game on the mountain, it is not as good as drinking outside. I hope the dishes can suit the appetite of the two young masters."

Qi Jin gestured with a hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, family master Mo, you're welcome, let's eat together. Where's brother Zixun? Sister Ziyan, please call too. They're all of the same age, and it's fun to eat together."

Qi Ming looked at the dishes on the table, but they looked fresh and delicious. He looked back at the silver ring on his finger, and rubbed the edge of it with his thumb.

The head of the Mo family handed over to Qi Jin: "Young master, my subordinates dare not, Zi Xun has lost his etiquette and was punished by his subordinates and faced the wall."

"Where's Sister Ziyan?" Qi Ming didn't raise his eyes, but smiled and focused on the silver ring.

Father Mo continued: "She said she wanted to accompany her brother, and she was also in the ancestral hall."

Qi Ming stopped rubbing his thumbs, and then lifted his eyelids from the silver ring to look at Father Mo: "Patriarch Mo is so strict with his lost daughter? Didn't he just bring her back?"

"It's not that his subordinates are cruel, it's that Ziyan himself is going to be punished along with his elder brother." Father Mo didn't dare to straighten up and replied respectfully.

Qi Ming retracted his gaze and smiled more clearly: "It turns out that he is still a tough temper."

Mo's father and Mo's mother glanced at each other, not expecting this second young master to have such insight into people's temperament even though he was young.

"Since that's the case, let's eat first, brother Ming, you can find them early after you finish eating." Qi Jin said to Qi Ming.

Qi Ming responded, and the two began to eat gracefully.

Qi Jin said to the head of the Mo family, "Come on, my brother Ming and I have servants to serve you."

Mo's father and Mo's mother bowed their hands and stepped back.After a while, the Mo family couldn't see the figure, Qi Jin asked the servant to bring the food box and stuffed everything that looked delicious. Qi Ming looked at it and helped to stuff it, and the smile spread to the corner of his eyes.All the servants didn't know what this was for, so they sent whatever they were instructed to bring, until Qi Jin and Qi Ming filled four boxes, Qi Jin said to the servants: "You pack up, let's eat in another place. "

The steward Mo Youli, who had just invited them over, looked at the food box, smiled, and said, "Yes, the two young masters." He put the white silk napkin on the table on the food box, and said in a low voice, "This will definitely work."

"Okay." Qi Jin put away the white silk napkin, asked for the direction of the ancestral hall, and walked out of the hall with Qi Ming. Qi Jin said to Ren Jing behind him, "You don't have to follow."

"Yes." Ren Jing nodded respectfully, then stopped and watched the two leave.

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The interior of the ancestral hall is brightly lit. All the wooden tombstones have no names, only different symbols and patterns. The sandalwood scent is faint and spreads to various corners of the whole room.Ziyan sat cross-legged on the futon, luckily concentrated, and let the internal force swim in the body, resisting the incoming hunger.

"Little Yan'er, you haven't eaten today, you are starving. Go and tell your father no, go back to your room to eat and rest." Zixun, who was kneeling on the futon, said.

"I don't want it." Ziyan opened his eyes and pouted to look at Zixuan: "As a father, he is so hard on you, I don't want to beg him or accompany the eldest brother to be comfortable~" As he said, there was a little happiness in his eyes. eyes.

"Actually, my father is still merciful. I just need to exercise for a few days and adjust my breath."

"Hey, he only has the family in his heart, and he didn't think about you. Although I just came back, I can see that this family is quite big. Is there no one in the huge Mo family except you? You can also choose among the children of the sideline. Ah, if you want to run a family, you should be able to take office, what's the use of forcing it?" Ziyan didn't turn his head and hummed.

Seeing that, Zi Xun could only give up: "Little Yan'er, don't talk about your father like that. Okay. My brother is happy to have you by your side, but I feel sorry for you and you are still hungry when you finally come back."

"Hungry is nothing," Mo Ziyan got up, pushed the futon closer to the eldest brother, and sat down, "Ziyan accompanies my brother, happiness is the most important thing~" Said to Ziyan with a bright expression. Eight teeth, a bright smile.

The shadows of the swirling trees rustled in the courtyard, it was already night, the micro-stars began to flicker, and the two little figures in the ancestral hall were talking and laughing.

A sound of footsteps approached slowly, Qi Jin and Qi Ming took the food box and finally found the ancestral hall, they saw the two figures were very close to each other, Qi Ming squinted unconsciously, and Qi Jin said: " Brother Zixun, sister Ziyan, what did we bring?"

The two figures turned their heads together, Zi Xun said, "Brother Jin, Brother Ming, you are."

"We brought meals, let's eat together." Qi Jin entered the room and came behind Zi Xun and started to unpack the food box.

Ziyan saw that it was all food, so what kind of gong did he have to do, so that he could be worthy of his stomach that was about to languish: "Where did you come from eating so much?"

Qi Ming also followed to Qi Jin's side, and began to open the food box in his hand, and handed a plate of roast chicken directly to Ziyan: "The kitchen has been looted." , his mouth was full of greasy, and he didn't even dodge the tip of his nose. He said vaguely, "Whatever he steals, it's all from Mo's village anyway. Just eat some! Ahhh!"

Qi Jin chuckled: "Brother Ming, don't talk nonsense, it's all from the dinner table, brother Zixun." He put a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the ground, handed the chopsticks to Zixun, and took out another plate Sliced ​​beef, couple lung slices, roast duck, lamb, fried pork with yam.
Qi Ming took the futon on the side and stuffed it into Qi Jin. Then he sat down by himself, picked up his chopsticks, and took a small bowl to start eating the vegetables gracefully. Ziyan opened his mouth to ask for a few bites of vegetables when he was eating roast chicken. Zi Yan was feeding happily, Qi Jin looked at Zi Yan's food, smiled, and finally swallowed it before saying, "Looking at Ziyan's sister's food, I have an appetite."

"Hehehe, isn't it?" Because his mouth was full, Ziyan was sullen when he spoke, "I'm really hungry, I haven't eaten much for a day, and I'm anxious about roasting chicken, but I don't usually do this. Yes, the two young masters are not to blame."

"Brother Zixuan is called Ben. This son is Jindi, and I also call you sister Ziyan, so you can call me brother Jin." He smiled brightly at Ziyan.

Ziyan licked the smell of oil on his lips, staring at them before, but now he can see clearly when he got closer. The little boy in front of him, like his big brother, exudes a warm feeling. , sword eyebrows into the temples, a pair of bright eyes that seem to be the setting sun scattered from the leaves, the lip line is gentle, the face contour is exquisite and graceful, he in white clothes is like a light-colored peony protruding from the bamboo, and there is a bit of scholar in the luxury. It took a long while before he said, "Okay, brother Jin." He lowered his eyelids a little embarrassedly, and his food became a little gentler.

Qi Ming saw this scene from the corner of his eye, and smiled unabated: "No matter how savage you eat, you must chew slowly and be careful to accumulate food." Then he looked at Ziyan, "You can eat as much as you like, and you don't have to be in front of us. restraint."

"You! What's wrong with being savage?! Delicious food and things that you like should be savage. It's like you. No matter what you eat, you have the same smile, and you don't know if you like it or not!"

Qi Jin said, "Brother Ming, how can you say that about younger sister Ziyan? My sister's food is so cute, I feel like I can have another bowl of rice."

Qi Ming put a piece of shiitake mushrooms into Ziyan's plate, and gave her a piece of lotus root, while holding Ziyan, Qi Jin said, "It's rare that my brother has a good appetite, it seems that he wants to cure his poor appetite. The recipe is Sister Ziyan." Next came eggplant, fish, yam, and celery. They were all placed on Ziyan's empty plate.

Then he said to Ziyan, "These are the things I don't like. Now you will know my taste preferences."

Ziyan looked at the small pieces of food, raised his head and licked the whole thing on the plate: "It's all delicious! You really have no luck!"

Qi Jin smiled and said, "Brother Ying's meaning, are we going to bring sister Ziyan back?"

"It's not bad." Qi Ming stopped eating, put down the tableware, and replied to his brother.

"I don't want it!" Ziyan wiped his lips and said, "I went home after cultivating on the mountain for two years. I want to stay with my parents and elder brother. This is what I hoped for the stars and the moon to finally hope for!"

"Little Yan'er, you are serious. The two young masters are joking. Seeing how you look, people can't tell you directly." Then he reached out and picked up the white silk napkin and wiped it off for Mo Ziyan. mouth.

"Brother Mo, I'm not joking here. If sister Ziyan is willing, she can set off with us afterwards." Qi Ming looked back at Mo Zixuan.

Zi Xun's smile faded a bit: "Brother Ming means"

"This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run, not in a hurry, not in a hurry," Qi Jin said to Zi Xun, then turned to Qi Ming, "Brother Ming, brother Zi Xun finally got together with sister Ziyan, this matter has yet to be discussed. We haven't asked about the situation yet, so don't rush to a conclusion."

Mo Zixi lowered his head as he listened. He always felt that his sister was still young, and many things would not fall on her head, but the family mission never seemed to care about the age of the person performing the task.Ziyan seemed to see what Zixun was thinking: "Big brother, this brother Ming also said," Ziyan was a little reluctant when it came to brother Ming, "If I want to go together, I don't want it, I also I will beg my parents to let me stay."

"Stay? Let the Mo family master make you a dead man again?" Qi Ming restrained his smile and said to Ziyan.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Qi Ming, Qi Jin couldn't believe it: "Practicing the dead man?"

Mo Zixun looked shocked: "Brother Ming, how did you know about this?!"

Ziyan exclaimed, "How can you be sure that your father and mother did it?!"

Qi Ming: "How to train a dead person is a unique secret skill of the Mo family. Only the master knows it. How do you think I can confirm it?"

"No!" Zi Xun retorted, "It's not like this, that's not what my father and mother meant."

"What did I see two years ago?" Qi Ming asked Mo Ziqi.

(End of this chapter)