Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 164 A hundred years ago [21] Forerunners, new humans

The sound of the plastic sheet being lifted is unique, especially harsh in the silent night.

Jiang Ke bent down and walked out, stood up straight, like water and moonlight falling on him, sprinkled on his brows and eyes, and shattered the sky full of stars in his black eyes.

As soon as he raised his hand, the light from the flashlight came and landed at their feet.

His black eyes moved slightly: "There is also a little tail."

"Mr. Jiang." Goblin smiled dryly at him.

"Come down."

With a flick of Jiang Ke's wrist, the beam of the flashlight fell on the path at their feet.

Mo Qing was the first to go down.

Goblin followed closely behind.

It has just stopped raining for a day, and the soil is still wet. When you step on it, it is inevitable that the soles of your shoes will get muddy.

"Is this where Yin Lin lives?"

After approaching, Goblin looked around, with a strange expression on his face.

Mo Qing: "Yes."

Goblin said with emotion: "Then his physical fitness is better."

Even he expressed such emotion.

Jiang Ke and Mo Qing couldn't help but looked at each other.

"A good body needs a good environment." Goblin only thought that they were questioning, and explained, "I have seen some homeless people with yellow and emaciated faces, like a bamboo pole, and they will fall when the wind blows. Yin Lin is just a little dirty. , Crazy, I thought he lived in a good place."

Jiang Ke didn't respond, just said: "Come in first."

Goblin touched the tip of his nose resentfully.

He looked at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing walked forward first, and followed Jiang Ke into the wooden house.

Goblin then came to the opening, glanced inside, and found that once the two of them entered, the originally cramped space became even more cramped, making it a bit suffocating.

"Can there be a seat in it?" Goblin asked.

"Barely." Mo Qing looked back at him.

Goblin was also sensible: "Then I'll stay outside."

Anyway, he followed Mo Qing by the way.

He didn't even know what Mo Qing was doing here, let alone why Jiang Ke appeared here in the middle of the night.

After he finished speaking, he sat down on a baffle at the door.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other, but didn't ask him to come in.

"What story does the graffiti tell?" Mo Qing asked straight to the point, sitting on a small bench with his legs bent.

The wooden house after the rain was almost drenched, the wooden boards smelled musty, and there were some peculiar smells mixed in it, which was more uncomfortable than the last time I came here.

In fact, it might as well be like Goblin and stay at the door of the cabin.

Jiang Ke didn't speak, took out a notebook from his pocket, put it on the table, opened two pages, and pushed it in front of Mo Qing.

He said, "Look."

The candlelight was dim, and with a kerosene lamp, the light was still very dark, so Jiang Ke raised the flashlight and used the beam of light to illuminate Mo Qing.

Mo Qing picked up the notebook: "Did you draw it?"

"Ah."

What is recorded is always more reliable than brain memory.Moreover, Jiang Ke is afraid of missing some details, so he can study them carefully in the future.

Mo Qing began to browse the graffiti.

Although Yin Lin's graffiti is very simple and messy, but the artist who carved it last time was not in vain. He not only reproduced it, but also filled it in properly.

The expression of graffiti suddenly became coherent.

Mo Qing relied on his own understanding and the annotations next to the graffiti to try to connect the meanings expressed by these graffiti.

At first, a group of people broke into Yin Lin's home, locked Yin Lin in a dark room, and interrogated Yin Lin about "Miss Mo".

At that time, he didn't realize anything and couldn't stand the torture, so he told the interrogator all the stories about "Miss Mo" that his grandfather told.

From his story, the group learned that his great-grandfather had painted Miss Mo's portrait, so they asked him to hand it over.

Kehua was washed away by water in a flood as early as.

Later, they forced him to describe the painting of "Miss Mo".

At this point, he realized something was wrong.

Because "Miss Mo" was a person from a hundred years ago, she must have passed away long ago, why do these people want to know what "Miss Mo" looks like?

So when he described the portrait, he didn't tell the truth.

After explaining everything, he was detained for another period of time.

At that time, he had been tortured until he lost his mind.

Just when he thought he would die there, the group suddenly injected him with a tube of medicine, and then let him go.

After reading it, Mo Qing put down the notebook and wondered, "Is this why he went crazy?"

"It should be." Jiang Ke said, "I have inquired about it, and it is true that he suddenly became crazy after disappearing for a while. However, he was living alone at that time, and no one found out."

Mo Qing frowned.

"This group of people is looking for you. What do you think?" Jiang Ke's eyes fell on Mo Qing's face.

"I have no idea." Mo Qing said disdainfully, "The treasures and technology I left behind are enough for them to study me for hundreds of years, let alone inquire about my legendary past?"

Jiang Ke: "..." I didn't expect you to be so arrogant.

After a pause, Jiang Ke emphasized: "They are asking about your appearance."

Mo Qing didn't find it strange: "Isn't it normal to look up at my face?"

"..."

Jiang Ke suddenly thought of the "sacred object" of the Longevity Society—the portrait of Mo Qing.

He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows.

He can now be sure that Mo Qing has no clues at all.

A mere tattoo can lead to a longevity society.

What's more, Mo Qing has acupuncture needles, scalpels, miasma removal instruments and other things that can be classified as "supernatural items".

And she left those prescriptions on purpose.

And, her person.

Any thing or item related to her may become a clue for her to be traced to the root.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ke tapped on the table with his fingers, and said to Mo: "Turn another page."

Mo Qing raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Jiang Ke looked at the notebook.

So, Mo Qing looked at the notebook again, and opened a page.

It is not graffiti, but two lines of writing.

——"Forward walker."

——"They want to turn me into a new human being."

Jiang Ke frowned: "These two lines were said when he was dreaming."

Mo Qing looked at it several times, and clapped his chest with one hand: "Forward walkers, new human beings. It's interesting."

She was interested.

I don't feel a sense of crisis at all.

But at this time, Goblin, who was bored outside looking at the sky, froze suddenly when he heard the word "forward walker".

There was another voice from inside.

Jiang Ke: "I suspect that Yin Lin's strong body has something to do with the medicine he was injected with."

Mo Qing: "And then?"

Jiang Ke: "I have to ask you."

Mo Qing: "Me?"

Jiang Ke: "Is there a possibility. They investigate you because they know that you are still alive, maybe they want to reproduce your ability?"

Mo Qing's voice stopped abruptly.

At this time, Goblin, who had been slowing down for a while, finally moved.

With a stiff neck, he twisted slowly, then reached out to slam the plastic sheet.When he touched it, he paused, but the next moment, he seemed to make up his mind, and suddenly lifted the plastic sheet.

The light in the wooden house fell into his eyes, and a candle was burning in his eyes.

The eyes of Mo Qing and Jiang Ke came over.

Goblin said in a word: "I know the former walker."

When Leng Buding heard this, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke were startled.

Goblin's eyes flickered. He stood up and wanted to go inside, but both Mo Qing and Jiang Ke got up at the same time and walked straight to the door.

Seeing this, Goblin took two steps back so as not to get in the way.

Mo Qing got out of the plastic sheet, squinted at him, and asked curiously, "You know?"

Jiang Ke then bent over and came out.

"Yeah." Goblin restrained his emotions, his expression was serious, and he nodded cautiously, "The one who dealt with Captain Chi back then called himself 'Forward'."

Jiang Ke, who knew nothing about "Captain Chi", chose to listen without saying a word.

Mo Qing was startled, and asked: "Is there any more?"

Goblin shook his head: "As I said, Captain Chi is very skilled. However, those two 'Forerunners' can draw with him. I think it may not be easy."

Unexpectedly, Mo Qing raised his eyebrows with great interest.

It's like finding something interesting.

Jiang Ke and Goblin stared at her in unison.

——What is the meaning of your look of eagerness to try?

Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders, and said to Jiang Ke, "You might guess right."

Jiang Ke was speechless: "It's worth being so happy?"

Mo Qing asked back: "I have a clue, aren't you happy?"

"...But what if they arrest you and go back to do research?" Goblin reminded.

Mo Qing asked: "Wouldn't it be better, you don't even have to search for their lair."

Jiang Ke: "..."

Goblin: "..."

Think about it, it's normal.

There is nothing wrong with a person with extraordinary abilities like Mo Qing saying such arrogant words.

After a pause, Mo Qing glanced at the wooden house: "Let's go back first."

Jiang Ke chose to stay in the wooden house because the graffiti on the wooden house has been copied by him now, and the wooden house is worthless.

He went back to the house and extinguished the candles and kerosene lamps, then took a flashlight and left with Mo Qing and Goblin.

On the way, the three of them exchanged information and exchanged information.

then--

The spearhead was directed at Minister Chi.

Here, the problem is simple.

Mo Qing made a final decision: "Get ready, wait for him to come out next time."

Jiang Ke and Goblin were noncommittal.

*
It was three o'clock in the morning when we got back to the hotel.

Goblin and Song Yiyuan lived on the third floor, and Goblin took the elevator directly up.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke walked up the stairs.

When he walked to the door of Mo Qing's room, Jiang Ke suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and called her: "Mo Qing."

Mo Qing took out the room card and turned around: "Is there anything else?"

Staring at her face for a moment, Jiang Ke said "good night", and then walked away.

Mo Qing was a little inexplicable.

She stared at Jiang Ke's back, saw Jiang Ke quickly entered the room, raised her eyebrows, opened the door herself, and entered the room.

Although the environment of this hotel is very poor, there is hot water 24 hours a day. Mo Qing took a hot bath and didn't go to bed until it was almost four o'clock.

When I woke up, it was noon.

Mo Qing was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

"Duk tuk, tuk tuk, tuk tuk."

It's like a hypnotic.

Mo Qing was half asleep and half awake, so irritable, he threw off the quilt and stepped on the ground with bare feet to open the door.

She opened her mouth and said, "Who is dead?"

"..."

There was silence outside the door.

Mo Qing half-closed his eyes, glanced away, and saw four people standing outside the door.

From left to right, it's Song Yiyuan, Jiang Ke, Xiao Wu from the crew, and... Chu Yangyang's assistant, A Luo.

It was Song Yiyuan who knocked on the door.

However, the moment the four of them saw her, they became quiet and their expressions changed slightly.

No one could speak.

Mo Qing was wearing a white shirt.

The hem of the shirt is very long, covering everything that should be covered, but precisely because of this, those exposed parts are inexplicably attractive.

Below are two straight long legs, slender and slender, with beautiful ankles, connected to two exquisite feet, which can be seen at a glance, and the hem of the clothes is fascinating.

Her collar was spread out, revealing her delicate collarbone and long white neck, which was just right.

On the top, it is her appearance that is as beautiful as a fairy. The messy hair does not reduce her beauty, but adds some lazy beauty appropriately.

A visual sense of purity and desire.

In the next second, Jiang Ke's face darkened, and he suddenly strode forward, blocking the opening of the door with his body.

He looked sullen: "Come out after dressing up."

After finishing speaking, he pushed Mo Qing in, then grabbed the door handle, and slammed the door shut.

"boom!"

Great sound.

Mo Qing hissed.

are you crazy?
She wanted to open the door, but suddenly realized something, paused, and looked down.

After taking a shower last night, for convenience, she only wore a white shirt.

It's really not suitable for people to stare at.

However, everything that should be covered is covered, and even if one looks at it, there will be no loss of flesh, so Mo Qing is not worried at all.

She turned around, took a rubber band from her wrist, grabbed her loose hair a few times, and tied it casually behind her head.

After that, she found a pair of denim shorts in her backpack and put them on, grabbed a piece of shirt hem and tied it in, without doing any extra processing.

It was shoes. After searching around, she found a pair of canvas shoes and put them on.

……

5 minutes passed.

Mo Qing opened the door again.

This time, except for Jiang Ke, the other three subconsciously turned their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

—It’s not that they are particularly self-conscious.

——Instead, the moment the door opened, they sensed a murderous aura.

Mo Qing immediately met Jiang Ke's gaze.

Faintly, I noticed a little sullenness in Jiang Ke's eyes.

Mo Qing ignored it, but asked, "What's the matter?"

"Cough," Song Yiyuan cleared his throat, "Xiao Wu and Chu Yangyang's assistant, Ah Luo, they wanted to save Chu Yangyang for you last night, so they came here to thank you."

"Yes." Xiao Wu nodded hurriedly, "Thank you so much for yesterday, if it wasn't for you—"

Xiao Wu slapped his thigh: "The consequences are really unimaginable!"

Compared with Xiao Wu's exaggeration, the assistant named Ah Luo is obviously much calmer.

Ah Luo is not too old, he looks in his early twenties, he is a boy, he used to be by Chu Yangyang's side, he was an assistant and bodyguard, he didn't talk much, and he obeyed Chu Yangyang's orders.

After Xiao Wu finished talking, Ah Luo glanced at Mo Qing, and took out a thick envelope: "This is the reward."

Mo Qing glanced, but didn't answer: "That's all?"

"..."

One sentence leaves people speechless.

A Luo was a little surprised.

Obviously, he did not expect that Mo Qing would be so thick-skinned.

Ah Luo paused, but didn't take the envelope back: "You make an offer, and the Chu family will call you."

Mo Qing glanced at Song Yiyuan: "Speak to my assistant."

Song Yiyuan accepted the status of "assistant" in a second, and took the wad of money: "Just discuss with me."

Just when the atmosphere was tense, Ah Luo's cell phone rang.

After he answered, his face changed greatly: "What do you think is wrong with Ms. Chu?"

(End of this chapter)