Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 156 A hundred years ago [13] Mo Qing: Do you want to keep a distance from me?
The original words are: He wants to kill me, I should kill him.He must die, but it's not up to you to do it.

However, Jiang Ke said, "What is your position when you control life and death?"

Mo Qing was startled.

With the machete down, she held it in the palm of her hand, but grabbed Jiang Ke's collar, and asked with frowned eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Shaked by Mo Qing, the severe pain in Jiang Ke's head eased a bit. He seemed to escape from the illusion, shook his head, and regained consciousness. He pursed his lips and frowned.

"I asked--"

Mo Qing wants to press for questions.

Suddenly, there was some movement from above, Mo Qing looked up, without thinking, he grabbed Jiang Ke's shoulder and pushed back, then got up and kicked in a roundabout way, hitting the falling object.

"boom!"

The vase, which fell straight down, shifted direction after Mo Qing's kick, and hit the open ground, breaking into pieces.

She reacts too quickly.

When the vase fell to the ground, few people reacted.

"what--"

There was a scream in the lobby, sharp and panicked, which attracted a lot of attention.

At this time, a red shadow flashed past, and a gust of wind blew up. When everyone was surprised, Mo Qing had already entered the house.

The light was not enough, and in the dilapidated lobby, countless mice were moving and jumping up and down, making people's scalp numb. No matter who saw this scene, they were very frightened.

"upstairs!"

Song Yiyuan, who followed closely behind, shouted.

A dark shadow flashed upstairs.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qing had already stepped on the sundries piled in the middle all the way up, then got up and jumped directly onto the railing on the second floor.

She didn't stop, and went straight to the direction where the shadow was fleeing.

At this time, Goblin rushed to Song Yiyuan's side, but was frightened by the rats all over the ground, unable to overcome the psychological pressure and rushed upwards.

but--

Another figure came upstairs.

Song Yiyuan and Goblin looked intently.

It's Jiang Ke.

"Mr. Jiang is really a hero." Goblin, who had goosebumps all over his body from being frightened by the mouse, looked at Jiang Ke's back in a daze, and said with emotion.

Song Yiyuan patted the back of his head: "Why are you in a daze, chase after him."

Goblin asked, "Where are we going after?"

Song Yiyuan tugged Goblin and turned around: "Go outside."

So, the four of them started their own actions.

The conscientious migrant workers in the crew are not as strong psychologically as they are. First, their legs were weak when they were shocked by the incident of "two doubles were almost smashed to death by a vase". .

Some people couldn't stand the shock and ran to the yard to vomit.

"Get down!" Du's drama manager looked at Xiao Wu who jumped directly on him with a dark face, and angrily reprimanded him.

"Du, Brother Du..."

Xiao Wu's face turned pale with fright, and his voice trembled.

He panicked and said, "The people who do this are people or ghosts."

"..."

The devil knows!

……

Mo Qing jumped onto the eaves.

The buildings in the town are all low houses, densely arranged, next to each other, and the eaves are connected to the eaves.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a black figure jumping down from the eaves in front.

Immediately, she chased after her without any hesitation, her figure was as light as a butterfly, and the cool night wind blew by, her skirt fluttering, stunning every pair of eyes in this small town at night.

The few families who hadn't rested inadvertently looked up and saw the red shadow, thinking it was a hallucination.

Angels descending to earth?

*
Mo Qing chased all the way to the river.

It rained again during the day, and the river bank seemed to rise again. The river surged like wild animals, engulfing the sand and loess, sweeping everything on the river bank.

When the black shadow fled to the embankment, Mo Qing fell from the sky.

The moment he landed in front of the black shadow, Mo Qing swept his legs and kicked him, directly hitting the opponent's head. The black shadow was shaken by the impact, but he stabilized his body surprisingly.

A look of surprise flashed across Mo Qing's eyes.

With this kick, ordinary people will be unconscious for at least a day.

Immediately lose the ability to fight.

However, this man was more tenacious than imagined.

Squinting his eyes, Mo Qing didn't stop, and continued to attack people.

This person's body is as hard as steel, with rough skin and thick flesh, and extremely strong resistance, but he can only resist and use brute force, and the fight is disorderly, obviously untrained.

After a while, Mo Qing attacked his vitals, and finally kicked him in the abdomen, kicking him to the ground.

He fell hard.

There was a loud noise on the ground.

This is a trail with no street lights, only a light at the end, and the light is very dim.

Mo Qing walked towards the man, but when he got close, the man grabbed a handful of sand and threw it towards Mo Qing. When Mo Qing tilted his head, he straightened up like a carp, turned his head and ran away.

Mo Qing hissed.

——Looking at his normal body shape, why is this man's blood so thick?

Mo Qing wanted to chase after him, but at the next moment, a black shadow suddenly moved in the dark place of the alley.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Qing saw the man lift up a brick, and while the man was running away in a panic, he threw the brick down on the back of the man's head.

This move is really ruthless.

Ordinary people can burp directly.

The man fell flat, twitched, and then stopped.

Mo Qing put his hands on the back of his neck, stretched his neck, and walked over slowly.

The person who was hiding in the dark and making an attack appeared in front of his eyes, Mo Qing swept his eyes away, and saw Jiang Keyun's calm face.

Looking down, Mo Qing looked at the moving brick in his hand.

Jiang Ke followed her gaze, then threw the brick calmly, and clapped his hands very casually, as if nothing happened just now.

He was so frank that he had nothing to do with the word "sneak attack".

"How did you keep up?" Mo Qing sized him up and asked suspiciously.

Jiang Ke replied: "Copy the trail."

"Oh."

Mo Qing nodded slightly.

She squatted down beside the fallen man, raised her hand to grab the man's shoulder, lifted him, and turned him over.

At the same time, Jiang Ke turned on the flashlight mode of the phone, and a beam of light fell on the man's face.

When seeing the man's appearance, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were both taken aback.

It's Yin Lin.

Simple and honest face, unshaven, unkempt.Messy hair, hidden in an old peaked cap.

Mo Qing kicked his head, and Jiang carved a brick. His head was broken, blood seeped out, and wet his neck and ears.

"It's really him." Jiang Ke frowned.

"Not necessarily." Mo Qing looked at it for a moment, then shook his head, "In the picture that Goblin took, although it is a phantom, there is a gap between him in dress and body shape."

Jiang Ke speculated: "You mean..."

"two."

Mo Qing confirmed his guess.

Jiang Ke's expression changed slightly.

Without saying much, Jiang Ke walked to the other side of Yin Lin, squatted down beside him, then stretched out his fingers, tried his breath, and probed the side of his neck.

He said, "Alive."

Mo Qing said: "Those with rough skin and thick flesh can't die."

Jiang Ke said, "Let him deal with it."

Hearing this, Mo Qing was slightly upset.

—Who is in command?
However, before Mo Qing could say anything, Jiang Ke stood up, took out his phone and walked aside.

He made a phone call to Du's director of the crew, and informed them that there might be someone hiding there, and asked the crew to finish work and leave without delay.

Mo Qing took off Yin Lin's peaked cap, and lowered his head to check Yin Lin's injury.

After Jiang Ke finished making the phone call, she suddenly asked, "Do you have Song Yiyuan's phone number?"

Jiang Ke replied, "I know."

He said "know", not "have".

Knowing Song Yiyuan's phone number is because Song Yiyuan is the head teacher of Mo Qing's class. Jiang engraved Song Yiyuan's contact information at the parent meeting.

However, his mobile phone card is brand new, and there are not many numbers saved.

Of course there is no Song Yiyuan.

According to his memory, he called Song Yiyuan, but no one answered.

"No one picks up?"

Mo Qing's voice was accompanied by the sound of cloth being torn.

Jiang Ke followed the sound to look, then his gaze paused, and his Adam's apple slipped.

Mo Qing, who was dressed in red, squatted halfway. At this moment, he was pulling a corner of the skirt, tearing off a long piece of red cloth, and then leaned over to bandage Yin Lin's head wound.

Because of the "Fairy" setting, she didn't wear shoes.

She was busy chasing people just now, and she didn't have time to put on her shoes, so she was still barefoot.

Because a section of red cloth was torn off, her feet were exposed. Her feet were beautiful, fair and exquisite, and her thin ankles matched the chains, giving her an indescribable sexiness.

hook people.

The stylist of the crew is very good, a piece of cloth, simply using a red string and a few paper clips, can achieve a stunning look.

Cover what should be covered without revealing anything.

However, the half-smeared shoulders, long legs, and ankles that are properly exposed all attract people's attention.

Mo Qing tied up the red cloth, didn't hear Jiang Ke's response for a long time, and suddenly looked up.

"Are you dumb?" she asked.

Only then did Jiang Ke close his eyes slightly.

He said "um" and responded, "No one answered."

"Forget it." Mo Qing clapped his hands, stood up, and pointed at Yin Lin, "What should he do?"

Jiang Ke was slightly stunned: "Is this dealt with?"

Mo Qing asked back: "Otherwise?"

Jiang Ke felt a sudden pain in his temple: "Aren't you a medical saint?"

"What's unreasonable?" Mo Qing was puzzled, "My dressing method should be standard."

"..."

Jiang Ke raised his hand and pressed his temple.

The bandaging technique was fine, very professional.

However, Mo Qing's way of handling the injury was too rough, any trainee nurse would handle it more beautifully than Mo Qing.

Although Mo Qing had many bright moments in medical skills, Jiang Ke always had reservations about Mo Qing's title of "Medical Sage".

"It can be handled," Jiang Ke pondered for a while under Mo Qing's gaze, and found a suitable word, "It's very perfunctory."

"Not bad." Mo Qing smiled, "I'm a military doctor."

"what?"

Jiang Ke couldn't understand.

"I usually don't deal with this kind of minor injury." Mo Qing glanced condescendingly at Yin Lin who was lying on the ground, and said lightly, "It's a waste of time."

Jiang Ke: "..."

It is he who ignores environmental issues.

For some reason, Jiang Ke sighed very softly in an indescribable emotion.

Even he himself didn't know why.

He pointed to Yin Lin: "Take him back first."

Mo Qing's eyes fell on the turbulent river, suspiciously: "The bridge hole?"

If it rains again tonight, Yin Lin's cabin may not be washed away, but it will probably be flooded.

Jiang Ke said, "The hotel where I live."

Mo Qing was stunned: "Are you staying in a hotel?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Ke asked back, noticing Mo Qing's subtle expression, he suddenly understood something, and the corner of his lips twitched, "Do you think I will live in his wooden house?"

"..."

Mo Qing was silent.

No answer is the default.

That's what she thought.

Jiang Ke walked towards Yin Lin and explained, "No, I can't sleep."

He bent down to help Yin Lin up.

Yin Lin's figure is not considered burly, but he still has some weight. In comparison, Jiang Ke's figure is thinner, looking like a pampered noble son.

However, Jiang Ke easily helped Yin Lin up.

*
In order to make it easier to go back and forth to the bridge cave, the hotel Jiang Ke chose was next to it, but the environment was worse than Mo Qing's.

However, compared with the bridge hole, it is heaven.

Jiang Ke booked a double room, and there happened to be an extra bed, enough for Yin Lin to lie down on.

After moving the dirty Yin Lin to the bed, Jiang Ke went to wash his hands. As soon as he came out, he saw Mo Qing holding a small porcelain bottle in one hand and a pill in the other hand, and was feeding it to Yin Lin's mouth.

Seeing this, Jiang Ke didn't stop him.

He just asked, "What did you feed him?"

Mo Qing shook the small porcelain bottle in his hand, bent his lips: "Poison."

Jiang Ke smiled.

"The one that healed him has a hypnotic effect, so he won't wake up in the middle of the night." Mo Qing explained.

Jiang Ke was not surprised.

However, the next moment, Jiang Ke looked at Yan Moqing's clothes, and suddenly realized something.

"Where do you hide this medicine bottle?" Jiang Ke asked.

There was no pocket on Mo Qing's body.

The small medicine bottle is not a hidden weapon, so it is not so easy to hide. Where does she keep it?

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, threw the medicine bottle to Jiang Ke with a toss of his hand.

She has a straight figure, a loose smile, and a lazy voice: "Hide it in your pocket."

Jiang Ke raised his hand to catch the medicine bottle.

Afterwards, he reached into his coat pocket and found a small porcelain bottle and a pack of acupuncture needles.

——When did she release it?
Mo Qing admired the subtle emotional changes on his face, and asked, "Are you surprised?"

Jiang Ke: "..." No.

"I thought it might be useful, so I put it in your pocket." Mo Qing walked around the end of the bed and walked towards Jiang Ke, with a slim figure, "Oh, another bottle of medicine is for your headache."

She came to Jiang Ke: "How is your headache recently?"

Jiang Ke replied: "It's okay."

"Oh."

Under Jiang Ke's gaze, Mo Qing generously put his hand into his pocket.

The two pieces of clothes, the shirt inside, were very thin. When her hand slipped into the pocket, she clearly felt his body temperature, and her fingertips were separated by two layers of fabric, and wiped against his waist.

When her fingers pinched the needle bag, Jiang Ke pinched her wrist.

Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes, retreated a little lazily, and his eyes became sharper.

His gaze was warm, naked, and he swept towards Mo Qing's eyebrows without covering his eyes.

He squeezed her wrist tightly, and told her every word: "If you don't want to cause trouble, keep a distance from me."

Mo Qing did not move.

He didn't go to get the acupuncture needles, and he didn't break away from her hand.

She was standing right in front of Jiang Ke, the thin cloth could not cover her body temperature.

"What about you?"

Mo Qing looked into Jiang Ke's eyes.

She chuckled, so charming and casual.

"Want to keep your distance?"

she asked, her tone casual.

(End of this chapter)