Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 329 Mo Shizi

The middle-aged man named Mo San was startled when he heard the words.

Immediately, another layer of greenness flashed across his face.

"Status?" He asked back, with sarcasm and an indescribable sharpness: "You are in the west of Liaoxi, and you still want to talk about the pattern? Does Mr. Lang think that the Huan family is still the same as before?"

The undisguised irony, when it comes out of his mouth, has another kind of meanness.

There was no expression on Huan Zicheng's face, and his voice was cold and flat: "What you said is true. Therefore, I asked you to help me."

After saying that, he seemed to want to smile, but it was all in vain.

On that cold face, all the emotions that represent joy, joy and pleasure seem to be unable to truly present.

As a result, there was a faint arc on his lips, which was not so much a smile as a subconscious movement.

Mo San stared at his face for a while, then lazily put his hands on the table, supported half of his head, and said indifferently: "Since that's the case, why do you think there are few people? The dead are also raised. After raising it for so many years, the amount of money spent on the golden car can't even be handed over to my husband."

"I know it myself." Huan Zicheng said in a quiet voice, seemingly devoid of emotion.

The dumb slave at the side sneered, and said, "The treasure in the basement is exchanged for gold, and it is enough to raise thousands of dead soldiers. When did the Mo family become so greedy for money?"

Mo San's face froze, and a trace of hostility flashed quickly in his eyes.

It's just that, with his aura all over his body, he couldn't get half a response in front of the master and servant. One was cold and the other was indifferent, and they didn't take him seriously at all.

Thinking about Huan Zicheng's methods, and this dumb slave's unpredictable martial arts, Mo San's arrogance finally became two points lower. After a pause, he changed into a gentle tone, slowly Slowly said: "Although my surname is Mo, I have lost contact with my family. If there were no treasures to open the way, I would have no way to connect with the clansmen. These fifty dead men are not easy to come by."

It seemed to be complaining, but there was no resentment in his tone, and he was upright and peaceful.

Huan Zicheng said nothing, and went to look up at the sky again.

The dumb slave at the side laughed and said: "Forget it, I, Mr. Huan, don't care about this matter with you, Mr. Mo. I just hope that Mr. Don't be so stingy in the future. When it's time to act, you should also act."

It seemed that this dumb slave was here to bargain, but Huan Zicheng maintained the demeanor of a crown prince who doesn't care about common affairs in these matters.

Mo San's eyes showed a little sarcasm, and he said unhurriedly: "At this moment, what Huan family and Mo family are you talking about? Huan Dalang is arrogant, but he doesn't even bother to talk in front of me. Say it, why bother?" At the end, his tone was quite bitter.

The corner of Huan Zicheng's mouth twitched, and his quiet voice rang out: "Sir, you have pearls and jade by your side, gold and silver in your hands, so you can speak loudly."

Although the words were peaceful, every word was filled with strong sarcasm.

Mo San's face immediately turned red, his eyes protruded and he opened his mouth, but finally he didn't make a sound.

In front of Huan Zicheng, he really didn't have the confidence.

A few months ago, Huan Zicheng came to the door suddenly and pointed out that in a mountain depression a hundred miles away in Linyu County, there was a former Qin treasure, which was hidden by a prince in the 23rd Qin Dynasty. .

Huan Zicheng exchanged this treasure for Mo Shi to help him with his work, and after Mo San found out that the treasure was indeed correct, he immediately agreed.

It's not that his vision is shallow, but in the name of the Mo family, he actually covets these external objects, it's because he also has a last resort.

Today's Mo family is not as good as before.

More than [-] years ago, something happened to the Mo clan, and all the elite children of the clan were buried in a mountainside, especially the Zhizhina lineage, almost the entire army was wiped out.

Since then, those exquisite organ techniques have basically been lost, and the Mo clan, who had had few children, became more and more silent.

In the past 30 years, the members of the Mo clan and their children have all been scattered in various parts of the Three Kingdoms, like a plate of scattered sand, each earning their own living, and they can no longer unite.And he, Mo San, the No. 19 grandson of the dignified direct line of the Mo family, even though he has great ambitions, he has to live in seclusion in Liaoxi County of Chen State, living a life like a farmer.

Such dull days naturally couldn't shake the lump in his chest.

In the past, the Mo family used mechanism techniques to traverse the Central Plains, but now they live separately. Even if they have some connections with each other, they can no longer reproduce the grand scene of that day.Every time he thought about this, Mo San could only let out a long sigh.

However, the treasure presented by Huan Zicheng gave Mo San the hope of reorganizing the Mo family.

Although money is not important, but if you want to revive the Mo family, money is a very crucial item and indispensable.

Mo San doesn't have this kind of ability to look at the sky, and not many people in their entire Mo family can do it.It was also because of this that the treasure was clearly close at hand, but Mo San had to learn about it through Huan Zicheng.

For this alone, he couldn't speak loudly in front of Huan Zicheng.

Naturally, in front of the Mo family, Mo San's rhetoric was another way.

With this huge fortune in his hands, he has the capital to gather the Mo clan's disciples to regroup.Even if the Mo Clan can't be revived, it's not a bad thing for Mo San to get half of the patriarch to do it, isn't it?

Speaking of which, the Mo family has a very special method, which can train people to be dead.And according to Mo San's knowledge, the Mo family also has a few capable people with considerable means, attached to a dark force, and acting in Zhao country.

With this large sum of money, it is much easier for Mo San to find the Mo family. The so-called rich and powerful, the Mo family see him differently now.That's why he was able to get in touch with the Mo family's branch in Zhao State, and donated part of the treasure in exchange for fifty dead men of the Mo family and some supplies.

It can be said that the past three months have been the happiest time Mo San has lived since he fled to western Liaoning.Being able to get in touch with the Zhao State branch gave him a sense of grand plans to be developed and a bright future ahead.

Thinking like this, the trace of security in Mo San's chest finally dissipated.

"Assassinating the crown prince and the princes is no small matter, so I never sent out all my hands." He said slowly, the red color on his face had calmed down, and his tone also contained a bit of explanation, "And, a member of the Zunfu The Grandmaster and the three masters are the key to this battle. From my point of view, since those dead soldiers are just a cover, there is no need to kill more people."

After all, I still can't bear it.

The so-called not hurting people's lives is nothing more than a nicer rhetoric.

Huan Zicheng glanced at him lightly.

The icy eyes are not deliberately cold eyes, but it is natural.The coldness that melted into his bones and blood made him seem to lose his vitality, and he looked like a lifeless ice sculpture without emotion.

(End of this chapter)