Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

When the morning sun shines on the earth, the quiet town gradually revives, and the sound of firecrackers can be heard in the distance, intermittently, filled with the aftermath of the joy of the New Year.

Song Yiyuan got up a little later.

Coming down from the second floor, Song Yiyuan was in a good mood and wanted to breathe some fresh air, but as soon as he stepped out, he saw three people tied hands and feet, kneeling on the ground in a row.

"Ho!"

Song Yiyuan was taken aback.

He said vigilantly: "Although it's Chinese New Year, there's no need to be so polite. I didn't prepare any red envelopes."

The three of them even had their mouths gagged, whimpering and unable to speak.

Song Yiyuan was puzzled and wondered if it was a local custom or a new type of scam. At this moment, Mo Qing came out from the kitchen on the first floor with a plate of steamed buns.

"New World sent them to follow, don't worry about them." Mo Qing bit his bun, frowning.

In the past, she was used to living in poverty, and she was not picky about food, but recently she stayed with Jiang Ke, and Jiang Ke raised her mouth, and she actually felt that the steamed buns were dry and unpalatable.

"New World sent these three rookies to follow?"

Song Yiyuan took a steamed bun from Mo Qing's plate.

He ate deliciously.

"Rookie?" Mo Qing glanced at the disheveled three, a little funny, and teased Song Yiyuan, "Why don't you go and compete with them?"

"..."

Song Yiyuan had half a piece of steamed bun in his mouth, and realized something later.

Of course New World wouldn't send rookies over.

The reason these three look so "rookie" is because the three of them met Mo Qing...

Song Yiyuan decided to follow Mo Qing.

Those three stalkers were discovered by Mo Qing, and it took Mo Qing a little effort to tie them back.But she didn't ask anything. After learning their identities, she tied them up and knelt at the door.

In Mo Qing's words, it's the New Year's Eve, so it's auspicious.

Jiang Ke and Chi Shi woke up when Mo Qing came back, and they didn't say anything when they saw the scene at the door.

Jiang Ke went out and looked around, but didn't find the breakfast shop. When he came back, he rummaged through the refrigerator in the kitchen and steamed some quick-frozen dumplings and steamed buns for a makeshift meal.

Chi Shi learned from the hotel owner that the bus to the next town was gone, so he went out first to solve the transportation problem.

When Jiang Ke, Mo Qing, and Song Yiyuan finished solving the problem of food and clothing, Chi Shi also came back.

Chi Shi brought good news: "There is no rental in the town, but I met someone who went to the next town. He has a private car at home and is willing to take us for a ride."

Mo Qing asked, "What time do you leave?"

Chi Shi said, "Immediately."

"Where's the car?"

"Stop at the intersection." Chi Shi said, "I came here by car."

Everyone: "..."

The incident happened suddenly, and several people didn't expect such a hurry, so they hurried upstairs to pack their luggage.

When they left the homestay, those three were still kneeling at the door, Song Yiyuan couldn't help asking: "What should they do?"

Mo Qing glanced casually: "Let them kneel, and you still want to take them as rations?"

The three kneeling: "..." Your thinking is a bit dangerous.

The three people standing: "..." The situation has not reached that point yet.

So the three unlucky ones continued to kneel like this.As for the B&B, there was only one employee, who had long been startled by Mo Qing's aura when he brought the three of them back. After meeting Mo Qing, he retreated to his room. …

It won't come out for a while.

*
After successfully getting into the car, the four of them arrived at their final destination just after noon.

As soon as the four of them put their luggage in the hotel, they went to the street to buy some food and did not come back until evening.

The weather is good today, the sunset is gorgeous, and the setting sun paints the town a layer of blood red. The pagoda trees on both sides of the hotel are swaying in the evening wind, and the leaves are rustling.

The peaceful and peaceful atmosphere instantly disintegrated the moment the four of them stepped into the hotel.

A strong sense of oppression and murderous intent came oncoming, and the dangerous factor in the air was extremely strong, as if it could condense into a liquid, which was heavy.Even breathing is a little heavy.

There were ten or twenty people standing in the hall.

All of them were shrouded in a murderous air.

The originally spacious space became extremely cramped because of their presence.

Among this group of people, the three men with bruised noses and swollen faces stood out the most.

—They are people from the New World.

"You are finally back."

A pretentiously gentle voice came.

The four of them looked up, and saw several men disperse automatically, while Xiao Yuqun got up from the sofa and walked slowly, his pace was not too fast or slow, and he was leisurely.

Song Yiyuan's face darkened.

The hand holding the shopping bag unconsciously clenched into a fist.

"How long has it been?"

Mo Qing took half a step forward, blocking Song Yiyuan, signaling him not to act rashly.

Xiao Yuqun walked closer: "Follow you."

His eyes seemed to be smiling, but the funnyness didn't reach his eyes.

Fake.

"Look at the meaning," Mo Qing tilted his head, his eyes swept over those men, "Are you going to follow?"

Xiao Yuqun smiled deeper: "Of course."

He explained: "It's not safe for the four of you to go into the deep mountains and wild forests. We are all sent by the Lord to protect you."

"Master?" Mo Qing was delighted when he heard this address, "Your leader?"

"Yes."

Mentioning this, Xiao Yuqun smiled, quite seriously.

He added: "On New Year's Eve, he should have greeted you."

"Oh?"

Mo Qing squinted her eyes, thinking about something unpleasant.

She suddenly smiled: "So, he wrote that letter?"

Xiao Yuqun didn't answer, but it was tantamount to acquiescing.

"Tsk."

Among the four people, Mo Qing, the only one who was empty-handed, moved his lower hand joints.

"Okay, his courtesy has been fulfilled, but since he's not here, I can only make do with it..." Mo Qing turned his neck, and raised his eyes the next moment, with a murderous look in his eyes.

She paused word by word: "I say hello to you."

Xiao Yuqun's face changed slightly.

but--

That's too late!