When Mo Xi came out of the cold room, the jailer's soul was about to dissipate.
Before, the cruel officer wanted Shu Jun to come to interrogate Gu Mang. After he came out, he was dressed in silk sapphire blue and blue clothes. He was clean, and even the moonstone pendant on his chest was not skewed at all. As a result, he went in and took a look. Good guy, Gu Mang was completely transformed. blood man.
Wang Shujun didn't splatter himself with blood, and he has already tortured people like this, and now, Xihejun's military uniform is almost stained with blood, so Gu Mang can't--
Thinking of this, I almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the little apprentice beside him supported him in time, so that he could barely stand upright, and saluted Mo Xi: "Xihe-Jun, walk slowly."
Mo Xi's face was pale, his lips were pursed, and he walked out of the cold, dark prison without turning his head in silence. The military boots embedded with iron sheets stepped on the cold bricks, making a brittle sound.
"Tianxiang Life Extension Open-air Fragrance Life Extension Dew!! Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!!"
The jailer was shaking with his hands and carrying the elixir for muscle growth and decay, and led a group of Yao Xiuwu to the cold room. He was stunned before he remembered to stand firm.
I saw Gu Mang lying on the stone bed, wrapped in a black-gold robe to keep out the cold, with a thin face revealed in the depths of the velvet, but it was clean.
The little apprentice was stunned: "Master, this, what's going on..."
The jailer's eyes swept away, and it fell to the intricate golden snake-shaped totem on the sleeve of his fur coat, and he snorted in his heart - isn't this the military emblem of the Northern Army
On second thought, when Mo Xi came in just now, he was clearly wearing a coat to keep out the cold, but when he went out, he was dressed in black clothes with a capable waist. This clothes... could it be...
He swallowed his saliva, took a few steps forward, and gently uncovered a corner of his fur coat. Sure enough, he saw Gu Mang breathing evenly inside and fell asleep, and all the wounds on his body had stopped bleeding. The jailer couldn't help being a little stunned. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but when he thought of Mo Xi's cold and arrogant appearance on weekdays, he also thought that Mo Xi was once mercilessly stabbed by Gu Mang. It went out quickly.
The little apprentice also looked over, looked at it for a while, and then reacted: "Oh! Isn't this Xi Hejun's robe?"
"… "
"Master, Master. Didn't everyone say that Xi and Jun have a habit of cleanliness, and things are never touched by people???"
The jailer turned around speechlessly: "Do you think he will take this dress back again?"
"Oh..." The little apprentice scratched his head embarrassedly, "That's right."
After a pause, curiosity killed the cat again: "But didn't Xihe-jun come to interrogate him? Why are you so nice to the prisoner?"
"He's not a cruel official." Although the jailer was still muttering in his heart, he still knew exactly what to guess and what not to guess. So he patted the little apprentice on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Not everyone likes seeing blood as much as Wang Shujun."
"Oh… "
"You all pay attention to this matter today, and don't say it." The jailer turned his head and instructed the others, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the shining golden snake on his fur robe, and said in a low voice:
"Remember, there are many things to talk about."
Mo Xi was walking on the official road in the rain and snow. The west wind was blowing on his face and he lacked cold clothes, but he didn't feel cold. His eyes were fiery, his heart was beating like a drum, and Gu Mang's whispers kept echoing in his ears.
I think... have a home...
In his heart, it was like a tangled grass falling into a spark, burning all the way from his chest, and even his eyes were slightly red.
He felt more and more that Gu Mang might not be mentally damaged, otherwise why was he unconsciously muttering this sentence when he was in a coma
The fire that jumped in the chest was both torture and hope. Thinking over and over like this, he didn't even notice that he was full of blood and attracted passersby's glances.
The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the light in Mo Xi's eyes was getting brighter and brighter. He thought, no matter what, when the case is over, he must ask Gu Mang to come over from Murong Lian.
Only in this way can he get along with Gu Mang day and night, and have the opportunity to find out whether Gu Mang is fake or crazy.
This side was in a trance, but a shrill scream suddenly came from a distance: "Ah!!"
Mo Xi paused in footsteps and raised his eyes to follow the sound.
Now that the situation in the imperial capital was on high alert, he immediately swept in the direction from which the cry came. It was a wine shop. The tables, chairs, and benches were all smashed. Several wine jars were piled in the corners.
The guests rushed out one after another, only a few monks who happened to be drinking were gathered inside and outside the private room on the second floor, including Yue Chenqing.
Yue Chenqing clutched the bleeding wound on her arm, and was so angry that she cursed, this is really strange, he is so good-natured that he doesn't get angry easily, but at this moment, he looks like smoke from seven apertures, muttering in his mouth: "Coward! Turtle! Not enough friends at all!"
His mind is simple and cheerful, and he rarely curses people on weekdays, so he curses upside down, which is just a few words, even "little turtle" is a dirty word.
"It hurts to death!"
Mo Xi quickly went upstairs, just as he saw Yue Chenqing shouting angrily, "Big bad dog!"
When he looked up, he happened to curse at Mo Xi.
Mo Xi: "..."
Yue Chenqing was stunned for a moment, and her round eyes widened: "Xihe-Jun? Why are you here? Well, I didn't mean you..."
"What happened?" Mo Xi glanced at Yue Chenqing, "Are you injured?"
"Yes, yes! Just now, a man in black with great skills suddenly turned in from the window and wanted to take away Sister Xiao Cui from the restaurant." Yue Chenqing was angry and anxious, "Sister Xiao Cui is so cute on weekdays. Tight, every time we sell wine, we give a few more brothers to us, and sometimes peanuts and kidney bean cakes, although the kidney bean cakes are not very tasty, but—"
"...you say the point."
"Oh, the point, the point." Yue Chenqing pondered for a while, and said angrily, "The point is, when I saw something was wrong, I rushed up with a few friends to stop the man in black, but the guy did not know what kind of weird magic trick he used. I didn't even touch the corner of his sleeve, so he slashed with a sword. But my friends were so good, seeing that I was injured, they were all scared and ran away! They are all little turtles!"
The more he talked, the more angry he became, as if he was about to vomit blood.
"Our Chonghua Baicao Club is actually such a group of things, it's too boring!"
"… "
Chonghua Baicao Club, this is a small group of Yue Chenqing and a group of young juniors, a group of gentlemen and buddies who like to cling to elegance all day long, and they even secretly give themselves a name of Jianghu, what "Aotianlong" and "Jinyihu", Mo Xi felt very mentally retarded at first, but at this time, after hearing what Yue Chenqing said, he naturally only taught a severe lesson: "I told you to stop hanging out with those people, but you just don't listen. Are you seriously injured?"
"It's all right." Yue Chenqing said with a face full of lovelessness, "I was betrayed by my brother, and my heart is cold. At this moment, I can finally feel your feelings, Xihe-Jun, when you..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt that it was wrong, so he quickly shut his mouth and looked at Mo Xi with his round eyes.
Mo Xi was silent for a while, then asked, "Where did the man in black go?"
"I don't know, he moves too fast, he doesn't look like a living person. With a swish, he can't even see the shadow. My poor little sister Xiaocui... Xihejun, do you think he is the premature ejaculation in the brothel? guest… "
Mo Xi frowned: "What is it?"
It was only then that Yue Chenqing thought that Mo Xi had been so busy recently, and she definitely hadn't heard of Mr. Shu's hype-like murder case in a brothel, so she said, "It's the murderer of Hongyanlou."
"Let me see your wound."
Yue Chenqing showed him aggrievedly.
"..." Mo Xi scrutinized Yue Chenqing's injury, his eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper, "... It's the water-breaking sword..."
Yue Chenqing was startled, and asked in surprise, "Li Qingqian, the master of the Water-breaking Sword?"
Mo Xi shook his head, didn't say whether or not, only said: "You go home first, the emperor has been in chaos recently, don't run around again if you have nothing to do."
"My father is going to Rongliu Mountain to retreat. My fourth uncle is very cold and ignores me. I can't stay in the house alone."
"Then go to your brother's side."
Yue Chenqing hesitated for a moment, then muttered, "He's not my brother..." Since she was in the Yue family since childhood, Yue Chenqing's impression of Jiang Yexue was not much better. But in front of Mo Xi, he didn't say much, so he changed the subject, "By the way, where did you come from, Xihe-Jun, why are there blood on your clothes?"
"..." Mo Xi looked down and said after a while, "I packed a person."
"Packed, cleaned up a person?" Looking at the blood on the front, that person was killed by Xi Hejun, right
"Don't ask." Mo Xi said, "Can you draw a portrait of the kidnapped girl Xiao Cui?"
"Okay, I'll try it!"
Yue Chenqing said, and asked the proprietress of the restaurant for a pen and paper, and soon the appearance of a young woman appeared on the paper. Mo Xi watched from the side, but until Yue Chenqing finished the last stroke, she never saw anything special about this girl. Just as she was going to ask the proprietress about her background, Yue Chenqing suddenly picked up the pen he had put down.
"Wait! There's something missing!"
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly placed a mole on the end of Xiaocui's eye. Only then did he say with satisfaction, "That's right, that's right."
Mo Xi opened his eyes slightly: "She also has a mole?"
"Ah? What is it? Who has it?"
Mo Xi said, "... Among the five prostitutes who were taken away from Hongyanlou, one of them also had such a mole on the corner of his eye."
As he explained to Yue Chenqing, he thought to himself, could it be that this tear mole is a very important feature in front of that "flower picker", or even the "golden medal" of that prostitute
While thinking about it, she heard Yue Chenqing speak hesitantly next to her: "Xi He-Jun, there is actually one more thing I want to tell you."
"you say."
"That... That's right, I don't know if it's my illusion. When I fought against the man in black just now, although I didn't see his face, I always felt that there was a smell on him that I was very familiar with."
Mo Xi asked, "What's the smell? Where have you smelled it?"
"It didn't smell either, it's just... uh... I can't tell, it's a kind of aura, I seem to have felt it somewhere. But at the time, I was in a hurry and he walked so fast that I didn't have time to check carefully, and he disappeared. It's gone." Yue Chenqing sighed, "Xihe-jun, do you think he is the murderer of Hongyanlou?"
"...I'm not sure." After Mo Xi finished speaking, he pondered for a while, and then said, "That's it. Yue Chenqing, you go to Shennongtai to heal your wounds, drop by the Ping An Office, and talk to them about something."
"What's up?"
Mo Xi looked at Xiao Cui's portrait and said, "If I'm not mistaken, that flower thief is looking for a woman with certain characteristics. Tears should be one of the characteristics. You ask the Security Bureau to announce to the whole city, please meet the conditions. Ladies, go to the Safety Office to take shelter first."
"Oh, good, good." Yue Chenqing responded, and was about to go out, when she suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly turned around, "By the way, Xihe-Jun, I heard that Murong eldest brother has received an order from the emperor, and he can interrogate Gu Mang at any time. Do you know about this?"
"… Um."
"Gu Mang seems to be useful to you, Xi and Jun. If Big Brother Murong goes to interrogate him, I'm afraid it will make him half-dead. Do you want to do it first..."
"It doesn't matter." Mo Xi shook his head, subconsciously rubbing the black silver finger on his thumb, his eyes slowly darkening.
When he was healing Gu Mang just now, he had already hit Gu Mang's body with a tracer that was unique to the Mo family. During the duration of the effect, as long as Gu Mang is abnormal, the ring on his hand will be hot, and he will sense Gu Mang's position and state for him.
He really didn't want to see Gu Mang's appearance after being tortured by others.
Mo Xi said, "I'm ready. No matter what Murong Lian does, I'll know. You don't have to worry."
After saying goodbye to Yue Chenqing, Mo Xi returned to the mansion and recalled the jade scrolls of the five prostitutes.
He put Xiao Cui's portrait together with the singer with the tear mole, and stared at the other four faces.
The other four women do not have too prominent features, and it is impossible to detect more details just by relying on such a painting.
However, this situation did not last long. With the increasing number of missing women in the city, the Xihe House also got more and more portraits. After classifying them, it was found that they had very similar lips or similar noses.
So Mo Xi followed these characteristics and asked the Imperial Army to invite all eligible girls to the Safety Bureau for protection.
Sure enough, it didn't take too long for the disappearance of the woman to stop happening for the time being. Only occasionally a few girls who were not taken over by the Safety Bureau in time would be kidnapped by the "flower pickers", but now the monks are worried about it—
"Elder Yu of Chengtiantai is not that guy's opponent. If he digs our hearts, what will we do?"
"Alas, I haven't dared to go out to practice in the wild by myself recently."
Seeing that the New Year's Day is approaching, the originally bustling Chonghua City has become quiet. People always go out in groups of three or five, and they rush home before it gets dark. Many people don't buy them, and they don't even dare to leave their weapons when they sleep at night.
As for those who couldn't afford it, they cried and begged the Yuefu to show mercy, could they take credit and pay it back later.
Yue Chenqing couldn't decide this matter, his father wasn't there, so his uncle went out and drove away all the poor little monks angrily, scolding: "What's the trouble! In front of the first-grade monk's house, it's your turn to be savage? Yue's mansion's spell King Kong is not broken, it is worth the price! Can't afford it? Ask your brothers and friends to borrow money!"
Storytellers don’t dare to tell stories anymore, not to mention that the situation is getting worse and worse, who would dare to listen to the story jokingly
In front of the Yuelai Teahouse, the small red paste paper of "The Qinglou Guest Kills the Seventy People" was slowly torn in the wind and snow.
That night, the snow stopped, and the city was full of moonlight.
Mo Xi sat in the courtyard of Xihe Palace, flipping through the dossier information accumulated over the past few days, while subconsciously turning the silver ring of Teng Snake rubbing his thumb.
He has often acted like this these days. This tracking ring is like a bond between him and Gu Mang that he avoids from people's eyes and eyes. He can feel at ease when it is safe.
However, on this quiet night, when he was about to cover up and rest, the ring suddenly became hot!
Mo Xi turned his gaze abruptly, and saw that the snake pattern on the buckle began to twist and twist, slowly turning into the shape of a pointer, pointing to the southwest of the imperial capital, and the silver snake body began to change color gradually. , in the end all the scales were shining with green light.
The scales of the snake turned blue, which meant that the person being tracked had been given some kind of drug. This is not surprising. When Murong Lian interrogates prisoners, he often pours them various psychedelic drugs.
The problem lies in the orientation. To the southwest of the imperial capital, that is not where the prison is, but the place where the heroes of Chonghua are buried. Battle Spirit Mountain.
Why did Gu Mang suddenly leave the prison and be transferred to the direction of Zhanhun Mountain
Almost as soon as Mo Xi turned his thoughts, he heard golden lights from all the defensive formations in the city, and the Hong bell of martial law in the royal city rang. One sound, a total of thirteen sounds stopped.
- There are heavy prisoners escape from prison! !
Gu Mang has escaped from prison!