Jin Tang

Chapter 11
When Mo Yang returned to the ruined temple, he didn't see Lei An and the others, and his subordinates in the temple also disappeared.

Rong'er didn't leave the door behind closed doors, but when she saw Mo Yang coming back, she jumped on him, her eyes were full of worry, like a drowning and desperate person catching a piece of driftwood.

Her slender hands grabbed the sleeves of Mo Yang's arms: "Master Mo, have you heard about Xiao Shitou? The old man has not returned since he went out this morning."

"Calm down first, Rong'er." Mo Yang lowered his head and comforted him softly.

He took Rong'er to the fire and sat down, stretching out his hands to warm the fire while thinking about how to speak.

"Rong'er, don't panic, the old man has rich experience in society, so it's not that easy to get into trouble. He may still be out to inquire, but I came back one step ahead of him." Mo Yang slowed down his speech, and said softly, "I heard a saying, Sometimes no news is good news. In addition, I have successfully joined Renhe Automobile Co., Ltd. today, but because it is only the first day of employment, I am only familiar with the environment so far, and have not found any clues yet."

Rong'er and Xiao Shitou grew up eating all kinds of rice in the village. Although they are not related by blood, they are close relatives of flesh and blood.

All kinds of sorrows rushed into my heart, which made Rong'er whimper like a wounded little animal, but she still restrained her emotions.

Mo Yang sighed secretly. He felt that Xiao Shitou had been unable to contact him for so long, and the owner of the car had not returned for a long time.

Rong'er wiped away the tears from her face, got herself busy, stoked the firewood, and boiled hot water in an earthen pot for Mo Yang to wash.

This night, the wind outside was whistling crazily, crackling the tiles on the roof of the ruined temple.

Mo Yang thought in his heart, now that he has sneaked into the Renhe car dealership, and since those criminals have already reached out to the children of ordinary people, there is no point in staying in this ruined temple.

Besides, Rong'er is a girl's family, even if she knows some kung fu, it's not a problem for her to stay in this dilapidated temple for a long time.

The more Mo Yang thinks about it, the more he feels the need to speed up the investigation. If no clues are found after a period of time and there is no way to close the case, then wait for the car dealer to pay the salary, and move out of the ruined temple no matter what, and rent a private house to resettle Rong. Son.

However, in order to continue to get news about Xiao Shitou and get clues about those missing boys, we must visit here from time to time.

When the owner of the car came back, he still had to continue to pay and hire him, and let him come forward to help find out these news.

It's just that the night was getting dark, Mo Yang's eyelids began to fight up and down, and he heard Rong'er sobbing in a daze, but the owner of the car still didn't come back.

Early the next morning, Mo Yang noticed that Rong'er's eyes were red, obviously she didn't have a good night's rest.

He sighed, and persuaded earnestly: "Rong'er must take care of herself no matter what. Otherwise, when Xiao Shishi comes back, your health will deteriorate. Wouldn't it make the old man and the others even more worried."

Rong'er nodded very obediently, her voice was a little hoarse, which was different from her usual crispness: "Thank you, Master Mo, but Xiaoshi is like my own brother. He has been missing for so long and I haven't heard from him...but the old man has not returned all night. , I am really worried that something will happen to him..."

"I'm going out to look for it today too. Be obedient and keep up your spirits. You still have to take care of yourself." Mo Yang said, packed up and walked out of the side hall.

The weather outside was getting colder and colder, and the wind started blowing at some point.

The yellow smoke and dust rose up and rolled together with the remaining white snow.

Mo Yang raised his head and looked at the sky. The fog was so foggy that he could only see the sun hanging lifelessly in the sky as if covered by a layer of mist.

Considering that he has not found a suitable place to house Rong'er, he is not in a hurry to buy off that naughty refugee in the front hall for a while.

Mo Yang paced all the way, looking at the surrounding dwellings, thinking about a suitable place to resettle.

It didn't take long to arrive at the Renhe car dealership, fed the yellow and thin horse neatly, and tidied up the carriage.

The job arranged by the car dealership today was pretty good, because Mo Yang could read and write, and was quite handsome, so he arranged for Mo Yang to pick up his children to school at a scholarly family on the east side of Hufang Bridge.

There were no pedestrians along the way, but Mo Yang noticed that many government servants with chains and knives were hurrying about in the street, looking quite serious and nervous.

It didn't take much effort. After asking for directions several times, Mo Yang found the family. It was a very ordinary two-entry courtyard house. He talked to the old man. After waiting for a while, he saw a tall servant holding a bookcase. , accompanied by a little scholar came out.

Mo Yang, who was safely delivered to the destination, returned to the car dealership, but before he entered the door, he could hear the chatter and drink from the place where the coachmen gathered.

He immediately tied the yellow and thin horse to a wooden stake beside him, and walked over at a faster pace.

The coachmen formed a circle, and the third master and Wang Ba stood in the middle of the circle, arguing fiercely.

And those high-ranking coachmen either sat or stood beside them, and did not go to the middle at all.

Among the crowd, Mo Yang immediately saw Er Fu's kid standing beside him, watching the excitement with a mischievous look.

"What happened? Why is it so noisy?" Mo Yang tugged on Er Fu's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, the government found another boy's body outside the city, and they are looking for several families to identify the body and bring back their own child." Seeing that it was Mo Yang, Er Fu, out of Hu Bing's friendship, Immediately leaned closer and whispered.

"These families were in unbearable grief. The women in the family couldn't walk, so they came to the car dealer to rent a few carriages and pick up the children by the way. But no one wants to go to such an unfortunate thing. It's not a headache to arrange someone to go there It's on." Er Fu chuckled.

Seeing Mo Yang's pensive look, Er Fu said again: "Don't go ahead and get involved in this matter, if you let others know that your carriage once pulled a corpse, it will be difficult to make money in the future."

The people around suddenly dispersed on both sides, and Wang Ba walked out with his people arrogantly.

But Su Chuang, who was left behind, frowned and walked towards the coachmen who belonged to him with his lips tightly pursed.

Seeing these people still muttering together, Su Chuang felt bored, and angrily waved away the two drivers who wanted to come together to comfort him.

With a sullen face, he named a few people and asked them to prepare the frame without any objection.

The coachmen who were ordered did not dare to resist, but all of them were downcast, with mournful expressions on their faces, as if they were in mourning.

(End of this chapter)