Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 27 Longevity Association [04] Underground market, encounter Jiang Ke again
Mo Qing was wearing a loose school uniform, and the trousers usually covered his ankles, but when he crossed his legs, he just exposed a section of his ankles, clearly showing that tattoo.

"How come your tattoo is exactly the same as that of the Longevity Society!"

Song Yiyuan also noticed it, and his reaction was a bit big.

Being noticed by them, Mo Qing was not surprised at all. He glanced at his ankle following their line of sight, and said softly: "When I woke up, I was studied by you, didn't I have a tattoo?"

Straightforward.

Anti-customer.

Song Yiyuan immediately turned his scrutiny to Hoth.

Hoss's face was slightly stiff, and he suppressed the doubts that had just arisen, and said, "I didn't pay attention."

The physical examination is carried out by a specific person, and the specific report should have a marked tattoo.However, they only looked at the most important part, and did not study the rest.

Thinking about it carefully, Mo Qing has been lying in the base for a hundred years, if the tattoo has been there for a long time, it is difficult to have anything to do with Changshenghui.

Go back and apply to check the information and you will know.

"But why is your tattoo the same as that of the Longevity Society?" Song Yiyuan focused on the key point.

"Who am I going to ask?"

Mo Qing knocked him back with one word.

Song Yiyuan was speechless.

After pondering for a long time, he asked, "Is it possible that you founded it before?"

Mo Qing's eyes turned cold, and a peanut flew out, hitting Song Yiyuan's right knee.Song Yiyuan almost didn't kneel down for her on the spot.

Mo Qing said coolly: "You have to have a degree in humiliating me."

"..."

Song Yiyuan clutched his knees, thinking that he had died unjustly.

——Didn't he just make a reasonable guess, how could it be "humiliating her"!Is it a shame to be associated with the Longevity Society? !

Huos didn't sympathize with Song Yiyuan at all, but asked Mo Qing cautiously: "What does your tattoo mean?"

"I made a set of scalpels to commemorate. The implication is—"

Mo Qing pulled up the legs of her trousers, exposing half of her calves. She shook her ankles and said slowly, "Every inch of land I step on can sow the seeds of life, and they will be like new green leaves, thriving, Grow and thrive."

She said this calmly, as if chatting about trivial matters, but all three people present knew that she came from that era a hundred years ago, and they had mixed feelings at the moment.

Song Yiyuan stepped forward, wanting to ask for more clues, but Huos pulled him back and glanced at Min Chang who was on the side.

Song Yiyuan came to his senses.

Hoss stared at Mo Qing, and was about to say something, but suddenly a call came, and he turned around to answer it.

"Mr. Huo, Miss Shen is awake!"

The caller was the nurse who took care of Shen Qi, and his tone was full of surprise and excitement.

At that moment, Hoss looked back at Mo Qing.

And Mo Qing seemed to have expected it long ago, and looked at him for a second, curled his lips, and looked away leisurely.

Shen Qi woke up.

Since the matter was serious, Huoss had no intention of staying any longer, and told Mo Qing to go back earlier, so he dragged Song Yiyuan away.

"Grandma Grandma." Min Chang stood still for a moment, then called abruptly.

"Ok?"

Min Chang asked, "What did you do before?"

Mo Qing pondered for a while: "It's hard to say."

Her "hard to say" is really "hard to say".

She has done many jobs and had many identities, most of which were forced by the situation, and what she was really interested in was useless in that era when everyone was in danger.

Min Chang thought she was "inconvenient to say".

After a pause, he looked at her ankle again: "Is your tattoo deliberately exposed for them to see?"

"Ah."

Looking down at his ankle, Mo Qing was noncommittal.

Tattoos can't be hidden.

Rather than being discovered by them after a thorough investigation and causing all kinds of unnecessary doubts about her, it is better to be discovered by them as early as possible, and then put aside their relationship with themselves, and turn passive into active.

——Ghost knows how many articles have been made with what she left after the descendants erased her from history.

Mo Qing didn't intend to talk about this matter, so he directly raised his chin at Min Chang and said, "Please explain."

"..."

Min Chang stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of his nose.

He could tell that Mo Qing was a fine person, and if he confessed and lenient in front of her, there was a high probability that he would be understood, but if he was careful, the consequences would be disastrous.

After a little weighing, he chose to confess.

"According to what they said, I controlled most of the information channels in Dongshi City." Min Chang said, "In the beginning, I just made some things needed by the black market and sold them for money. Later, when I contacted more people, I developed my own information network. .If you have information, you can sell it for money, and if you have money, you can do things well, so the scale has developed...a bit big. People often come here because of the reputation."

Min Chang was humbled.

After all, Mo Qing was well-informed, and Min Chang, who was so rare, accepted it without blinking an eyelid.

"How long has it been?" she asked.

"Five or six years."

Good guy, still a teenage hero.

After drinking the last sip of yogurt, Mo Qing threw the yogurt bottle into the trash can, then stood up, walked to the front desk, and prepared to continue writing her email.

Min Chang looked at her, puzzled: "Don't you ask?"

"Just don't break the law." Mo Qing didn't care much.

Since Hoss and the others acquiesced in the existence of Min Chang's deal and asked for something, it proved that Min Chang did not violate the red line.

She doesn't need to intervene.

*
After writing the email in Huichun Pavilion, Mo Qing took a taxi back to Jiang Ke's house.

"Miss Mo!"

As soon as Mo Qing walked into the living room, he saw a young man greet him.

With a face that resembled Peng Zhong, the young man introduced himself to Mo Qing with a playful smile: "Hello, I am Master Jiang's assistant, Peng Ren. Just call me Xiao Ren."

Peng Zhong then followed and kicked towards Peng Ren: "Go aside."

"Oh." Peng Ren clutched his buttocks and moved away, but still pointed at Mo Qing, "I, Xiao Ren. Tough Ren." Then he pointed to Peng Zhong, "He, Xiao Zhong. Loyal loyal."

Peng Zhong's expression darkened again and again, as if wondering how he could have such a retarded brother.

After adjusting his expressions, Peng Zhong and Mo Qing nodded and said hello: "Miss Mo."

"Where's Jiang Ke?" Mo Qing asked.

"Master Jiang is in the study, please don't disturb me." Peng Ren leaned over again, "Miss Mo, have you eaten yet? Sister-in-law Chen left you dinner, it's hot."

"it is good."

Mo Qing carried his backpack and walked towards the dining table.

Peng Ren wants to follow.

Peng Zhong couldn't bear it any longer, he grabbed Peng Ren's shoulder and pulled back, and asked with a dark face, "Have you eaten brown candy, and moved up with a shy face?"

"Didn't you say that Master Jiang has a strange attitude towards Mo Qing, afraid that Mo Qing has other plans?" Peng Ren was very innocent, blinking his eyes, "If I don't have a good relationship with her, how can I find out the news?"

"Your mouth is like a sieve, don't get any information, you have revealed all your family background." Peng Zhong was speechless, "Can you shut up?"

"...Yes." Peng Ren resentfully agreed.

……

Mo Qing didn't pay much attention to Peng Ren's appearance.

All she cares about is dinner.

Dinner is crispy duck with hemp seeds, crispy pork slices, crock pot soup, and ground delicacies, all of which are her favorites.

Mo Qing glanced at several dishes, and asked Mrs. Chen, "Are these Jiang Ke's favorites?"

"Yes." Mrs. Chen replied neither humble nor overbearing, "Master Jiang said, if it doesn't suit Ms. Mo's taste, you can tell me your preference in private."

"Oh."

"Does Miss Mo have any preferences?"

"No." After Mo Qing finished answering, seeing Mrs. Chen hesitated to speak, she added, "I'm not picky about food."

Mrs. Chen still only thought she was being polite, and wanted to wait until she got acquainted with her before asking, so she responded and didn't ask any more.

Mo Qing ate his food, his eyes froze slightly.

Once was a coincidence.

What is twice?
*
There are three days of classes this week, which is the monthly exam for two consecutive days.

On Friday afternoon, Mo Qing handed in the paper 10 minutes later, left school first, and went straight to a place called Ion Lane.

Ion Lane has the largest underground trading market in Dongshi City, and the market only opens on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

Ordinary people will only see ordinary bazaars when they come here, but those who know how to come here can find everything they want.

After wandering around the lively market for a long time, Mo Qing smelled the scent of medicine and came to a stall that was set up on the spot.The stall is just a piece of cloth with some Chinese herbal medicines on it.

Mo Qing squatted down in front of the stall, picked up two bupleurum, and then looked at the owner of the stall.

The boss is wearing cheap long clothes and trousers, sitting loosely on a saddle, and wearing a bamboo hat, covering most of his face.

The moment Mo Qing raised his eyes, he met his gaze.He has sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome facial features, and a handsome face that can instantly kill the entire market vendor.

However, at this moment, he had a straight face, his eyes glowed green, and he almost didn't write the words "Damn it".

Mo Qing laughed: "Boss Jiang?"

　Boss Jiang: OO, you are everywhere.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)