Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 394 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [12] Do the trick

"If you don't like it, don't do this task."

Hearing these words suddenly, Mo Qing froze for a second before reacting.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly: "That's what you said."

"Ah."

Finally hearing her voice, Jiang Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked, "Where are you?"

"Wen Changlin's house." Mo Qing said, "I'll be back right away."

"it is good."

The heart that hung for a day finally returned to the original place.

*
At night, it snowed heavily.

In an instant, the ground was covered with white.

When Mo Qing got out of the car, he saw Jiang Ke standing under the eaves. He was tall and tall, covered in wind and snow. Under the dim light, his eyebrows and black hair were inexplicably soft.

"Wait for me?"

Mo Qing went straight to him.

Jiang Ke breathed white mist, he lowered his eyes and stared at her, his voice was a little low: "Just came out."

Mo Qing grabbed his hand.

It's cold.

"Come on in, I have something to tell you."

Mo Qing led him into the house.

The plants in the courtyard were covered with snow, and they were all white to the eye, a bit cold and desolate.

Simply, there is heating in the house, it is warm, and the coolness is swept away.

"How is Wen Changlin's health?"

Jiang Ke took off his coat and hung it on the wall of the entrance.

Mo Qing unbuttoned his coat belt.

Jiang Ke stretched out his hand and helped her take it off.

"Acupuncture once a month, about a year."

"How long does it take?"

"Hmm. With his body, I would steal him from Hades." Mo Qing said.

Even she thinks she is great.

Hearing the inadvertent pride revealed in Mo Qing's tone, Jiang Ke unconsciously curled his lips.

"Let's go."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and pushed Jiang Ke in from behind, looking very interested.

Jiang Ke was pushed into the living room by her, and turned back with some amusement: "What's the matter, so happy?"

Mo Qing let go of him, moved to his side, and blinked mysteriously: "I plan to destroy the secret room of the Wen family."

"..."

Jiang Ke's expression froze.

How did this make Mo Qing excited?
After pondering for a while, Jiang Ke said: "Let's talk about it in detail first."

He pulled Mo Qing to sit down, poured tea, and listened to Mo Qing explain the process in detail.

After Jiang Ke listened, he straightened out his thoughts.

"You remember, you used to suspect that the ancestors of the Wen family destroyed the Qihuang lineage and stole their prescriptions." Jiang Ke pondered.

"Ah."

Mo Qing nodded slightly.

At this time, there was no trace of a smile in Mo Qing's eyes.

Jiang Ke continued to ask: "Did you confirm it during the discussion with Wen Changlin?"

"pretty close."

Mo Qing said.

The basic medicine mentioned by Wen Changlin all comes from the Qihuang lineage.

In fact, the medical skills of the Qihuang lineage can also be obtained through other channels.

Without access to the core prescriptions of the Wen family, it is impossible to conclude that it was the Wen family that wiped out the Qihuang lineage.

Can--

However, Wen Changlin also said that there is an organization behind the Wen family.

Intuition told Mo Qing that there was only one piece of evidence missing.

Jiang Ke thought for a while, and said: "What do you plan to do, I will do my best to help you."

Mo Qing said, "No need."

Jiang Ke frowned.

"Don't you have a task in hand, I'll take care of you first." Mo Qing said, "I can do this by myself."

Jiang Ke thought she was still angry, and said, "I said—"

Mo Qing interrupted him: "I'm not angry."

Jiang paused.

"The Wen family will probably install surveillance, and I will ask Shen Qi for help. As for the action, none of you can help. I am enough." Mo Qing looked at him seriously, and said word by word, "Don't worry, I've done a lot of things like this."

Her words did not sound like anger.

Jiang Ke frowned.

Jiang Ke let out a "hmm", and then said: "My side will let Gu Wanwan stand on top."

"Gu Wanwan?"

"What Zhang Zixu wants is to make Han Jing regret and feel uncomfortable. There are plenty of ways." Jiang Ke wrote lightly.

"Judging from your tone, you really don't like other people's scripts?"

Mo Qing smiled lightly, resting his stomach with one hand, and looked sideways at Jiang Ke.

"Ah."

Jiang Ke didn't deny it.

He just doesn't like Zhang Zixu's script, he has no intentions and is old-fashioned.

No wonder—

Zhang Zixu, the screenwriter, has always been tepid, and there are no popular scripts.

Mo Qing asked: "Then his drama is not good?"

Jiang Ke thought for a while: "It's so-so."

"Xiao Yuqun...won't you choose to accept the script?" Mo Qing was thoughtful, "I thought that a person who can be the captain of the first medical team will have some demands on himself if he works in other industries."

"The scripts he took before were all good."

"Then why would he pick up this mediocre one?"

"Because..." Jiang Ke replied subconsciously, and then he thought of something, and suddenly laughed, "You have seen all this?"

Mo Qing raised her eyebrows: "I'm just making a random guess."

Jiang Ke glanced at her: "I have the same conjecture as you. Xiao Yuqun joined the crew before the toxins on his body were cleaned up; and the task I took for your prescription happened to be in the same crew as Xiao Yuqun."

After a pause, Jiang Ke said, "I have never believed in coincidences."

He would rather have an extra heart.

I believe that all of this was arranged by Xiao Yuqun.

Mo Qing took a sip of tea: "So, you plan to use your tricks?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ke nodded.

"Okay," Mo Qing put the teacup away, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Then let's do our own thing, and wait for good news from the other party."

"……it is good."

(End of this chapter)