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Chapter 64 064. Stranger
"Xiaomeng, why are you here?"

Xia Yi looked over Qiao Mu's shoulder to Tang Xiaomeng, his voice softened unconsciously.

"Don't call me that."

Tang Xiaomeng walked up to Qiao Mu and sneered at Xia Yi.

"You are the current screenwriter of Xia University and General Li's right-hand man. I dare not be your classmate."

Xia Yi's expression did not change and he just looked directly at the two of them.

[His attitude towards this woman is complicated, or this may be this man's only weakness, so take good care of it! 】

The bright red words surrounded Xia Yi, standing out in the dark background.

"Doctor Qiao, I'm not feeling well, please help me go back to my room."

Immediately, Tang Xiaomeng stopped Qiao Mu.

"Oh!"

Qiao Mu also wanted to see what happened between the two with the mentality of eating melons, so he followed Tang Xiaomeng, turned around when it was over, stuck out his tongue at Xia Yi, and made a grimace.

He saw Xia Yi standing in the shadow of the stage, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

As soon as he walked into Tang Xiaomeng's room and closed the door, Qiao Mu glanced around and then spoke.

"Calm down a little."

Tang Xiaomeng was a little confused.

"Your attitude towards Xia Yi is too unfriendly, and it can easily be noticed that something is wrong."

Qiao Mu explained.

Tang Xiaomeng realized later, her expression changed and she fell into a long silence.

So today’s young people, who have never been exposed to anything, just want to make some big news. They are really too young.

"But it doesn't matter. He probably won't target you in particular."

Qiao Mu thought of the words he saw before and gossiped again.

"You knew each other before?"

He pretended not to hear those conversations between the two in the restaurant.

".Um."

After a while, Tang Xiaomeng, who was lost in memory, opened his mouth slowly.

"We both studied Chinese at Gucheng University before. We used to be close friends who talked about everything, but after graduation, he lost track of him. When we met again, Xia Yi became what he is now."

Qiao Mu listened quietly. At the same time, golden threads hung down from infinite heights and wrapped around Tang Xiaomeng's limbs.

The gray mist spread and rose from Tang Xiaomeng's body, and was captured, absorbed, and absorbed by the golden thread.

So Qiao Mu closed his eyes.

He saw that on a campus full of sycamore trees, the young Tang Xiaomeng and the cheerful Xia Yi were holding books and walking next to the playground. Fallen leaves were falling, and they were exchanging poems and songs, and they had a clear understanding of each other.

He saw Xia Yi, who loves cleanliness, take the black biscuits from Tang Xiaomeng, and the two of them saw the suffering of the people and the chaos of the world on the street.

He saw under the bright moonlight, young boys and girls confiding their hearts to each other, telling their ideals, their eyes shining brighter than the stars.

He saw the devastated land, the flames of war raging, the people living in dire straits, internal and external troubles, warlords fighting in chaos, and incompetence. He saw the enthusiasm of the students and wanted to do their part to save the common people.

He saw that when he graduated, his classmates went their separate ways, their acquaintances were scattered, and they were running around in the world.

"How can he be worthy of the dead teacher Wen, obviously he was the teacher's favorite student."

Tang Xiaomeng sniffed.

"Is Teacher Wen a teacher at your university?"

Qiao Mu opened his eyes and handed him a tissue.

"Yes."

Tang Xiaomeng took the tissue, rubbed her nose, and then spoke.

"Teacher Wen is our Chinese language teacher. He later gave a speech to protest Li Qing's brutal killing of the rebels. He was assassinated during the speech. Many of our classmates have sacrificed their lives on the front line, but Xia Yi betrayed his faith and became a The warlord’s lackey!”

The more she spoke, the angrier she became and she clenched her fists.

Compared with a violent and cruel villain like Li Qing, an ungrateful traitor like Xia Yi made Tang Xiaomeng feel even more resentful.

"Xia Yi may have become a stranger."

Qiao Mu said that he didn't know why Xia Yi changed from an aspiring young man to what he is now, but he knew very well that Xia Yi possessed extraordinary power and couldn't be dismissed casually.

"Him? Stranger?"

Tang Xiaomeng was startled, countless thoughts swirled in his mind.

"Did Li Qing give him a favor and then join the warlord? I heard them mention it before when they were drinking. Li Qing had obtained some relics from an ancient tomb last year. Perhaps one of them could allow people to obtain extraordinary treasure."

"That possibility is not ruled out."

Qiao Mu nodded.

According to what Zhou Mingke said before, the supernatural power systems in different regions may be different, but they remain the same. Knowledge is pollution, and pollution is power.

The relics Li Qing found may have a certain degree of pollution, and if they are contaminated, they can become strangers.

As for where Xia Yi's power comes from, there is no way to know.

Qiao Mu asked about the details of the ancient tomb and relics, but it was just a general chat on the wine table, and the conversation stopped abruptly, without any more information.

"So, apart from Li Qing and Xia Yi, your assassination is basically impossible to succeed, which is why you have to give up the mission."

He took advantage of the situation and said that it was impossible, he had to knock Tang Xiaomeng unconscious and take him away.

".I understand."

Tang Xiaomeng clenched her fist and then released it.

"But I still have a performance at night. If I leave temporarily, Li Qing will become suspicious, so I can't leave here."

Qiao Mu thought about it for a while, and reminded Li Qing by pretending to be a magic stick before, telling him not to attack Tang Xiaomeng. Now if Tang Xiaomeng gave up the assassination, it should basically be Christmas Eve.

The problem is not big.

After all, in addition to the main plot, Qiao Mu also has two side quests. To hear the New Year's bell, he probably has to live until twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve, and to witness the ending of the story, he probably has to kill Li Qing.

These tasks should be related to each other and can be accomplished in different ways.

The degree of freedom is very high.

"Then, go back to your room immediately after the performance, and don't stay outside for too long. As for Li Qing's matter, I will handle it here."

Qiao Mu reassured Tang Xiaomeng.

Tang Xiaomeng nodded silently, expressing that she would obey Qiao Mu's arrangement.

Qiao Mu solved a problem and decided to meet Xia Yi again.

After all, if he wanted to assassinate Li Qing instead of Tang Xiaomeng at night, he might encounter Xia Yi's obstruction, so he had to plan ahead.

After casually making friends with a waiter, Qiao Mu learned that Xia Yi was no longer in the banquet hall, but left the hotel and went to a bookstore on the street.

Qiao Mu immediately walked out of the hotel and came to the streets of the old city.

The street outside the hotel is not clean. You can see the sewage in the ruts frozen due to the severe cold. On the roadside, there is a sharp contrast between the ragged and insensitive beggars and the bright-looking rich people shaking on the rickshaws.

Although today is New Year's Eve, Qiao Mu doesn't feel much of the New Year. In this turbulent season, many people live a life of today and no yesterday, so they are not in the mood to celebrate the New Year.

There was a noise ahead, and Qiao Mu saw a young man running with several men behind him. In a blink of an eye, the young man was caught up and beaten severely. The bun in his arms fell to the ground. , apparently he stole the food because he was too hungry.

When those people left, the beggars around didn't even look at the dying young man, and started snatching the dirty steamed buns on the ground, making a lot of noise.

Qiao Mu came to the door of the book shop and saw Xia Yi browsing in front of the bookshelves. He didn't reach out to touch the books, but just looked at them from a distance.

On the side, a young student accidentally touched Xia Yi. The screenwriter immediately took half a step back and patted the place where he had just touched with disgust, as if it was contaminated by something dirty.

"Cleanliness is serious, and I'm seriously ill."

As a psychiatrist, Qiao Mu dared to make professional judgments.

He walked into the store, deliberately avoided Xia Yi's sight, and quietly observed him.

(End of this chapter)