Rustle rustle......

A group of people walked like flies with torches, stepping through the frost-covered path, and there was a crisp sound.

"Are you sure it's here?" led by a middle-aged man in a brown robe, with thick eyebrows and eyes like knives.

One of the attendants cried and said continuously: "Deacon Le, there will be no mistake. Before Young Master Mo disappeared, he said that he wanted to go to the north cliff of Wanren Mountain, overlooking the panoramic view of the burning town. If you fall off the cliff, you can only fall here, but the north cliff is as high as a thousand meters, and it is extremely steep, if you fall from there, Young Master Mo is afraid that he will ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by a middle-aged man in a brown robe: "Shut up! If Young Master Mo has any errands, you can go and accompany him." ”

The attendant was silent, his face pale, and he did not dare to speak again.

"Deacon Le, why bother with a subordinate. It's not that you don't know Qin Mo's temper, since he stopped cultivating, his temper is very strange. ”

A middle-aged man who was also wearing a brown robe and had a kind face sighed: "Standing on the north cliff and watching the panoramic view of the burning town, this is Young Master Mo's favorite thing to do, however, Young Master Mo has a strange temper and depressed will in recent years, if you can't think about it for a while......"

The next words, the kind middle-aged man did not continue, but the meaning of the words was obvious, maybe Young Master Mo couldn't think about it for a while, and maybe he committed suicide by jumping off the cliff.

At these words, the rest of the team nodded silently, secretly agreeing.

Deacon Le raised his head and swept his gaze like a knife in front of his throat, so that everyone dared not say anything more.

"To live to see a man, to die to see a corpse. Lift three feet to the ground here, and also find out the whereabouts of Young Master Mo. Deacon Le gave the order in a deep voice and swept forward.

In the team, the kind middle-aged man and a scar-faced man exchanged glances, stopped talking, and ran towards the north cliff of Wanren Mountain.

......

The mountain wind howled, cold as a knife, blowing through the treetops and scattering frost everywhere.

The night in Wanren Mountain is extremely cold, and even in the middle of summer, there is still a layer of frost everywhere.

On the rock, Qin Mo sat cross-legged, and the silver moonlight sprinkled down, covering him with a layer of silver light.

"It's almost the middle of the month, it should be almost there. Qin Mo muttered to himself.

In his previous life, he was rescued during this period, and if you estimate the time, the Qin family's rescue team should be nearby.

Closing his eyes, his ears moved slightly, and the sound within a hundred zhang immediately became clear, the wind and grass moved, the insects chirped and the beasts jumped, these sounds seemed to happen in front of him.

Qin Mo was a little surprised, the cultivation of the ninth stage of a martial artist could only hear every move within fifty zhang, and his hearing was obviously beyond this range, comparable to the level of a martial artist's first stage.

A scene suddenly appeared in his mind, Qin Mo saw dozens of zhang away, the trees swaying with the wind, and the branches and leaves trembled slightly.

Hearing is like seeing!

Qin Mo couldn't help but be surprised, this was beyond the scope of the ability of martial disciples and warriors, it seemed that after the Battle Holy Body was opened, there were many peculiarities in his body, waiting for him to slowly discover.

At this time, the picture in his mind changed, and through "hearing and seeing", Qin Mo "saw" a hundred zhang away, a team holding torches and rushing over.

The two middle-aged people at the front of the team are two of the three major deacons of the Qin family, Qin Mo is very familiar, the one with his eyebrows like a knife is Deacon Le, and the one with a kind face is Deacon Rong.

His eyes swept over everyone in the team, and suddenly locked on a big scar-faced man.

In his previous life, in the rescue team, Qin Mo only remembered Le and Rong, and the others were all guards in the outer courtyard of the Qin family, and he was not familiar with them. However, when he was 18 years old in his previous life, an incident happened that made his impression of the scar-faced man unforgettable.

"Zhao Yong!" Qin Mo chewed on the name.

Opening his eyes, Qin Mo saw the team rushing out of the woods.

"Young Master Mo!" Seeing the figure of the young man on the rock, Deacon Le was overjoyed and ran quickly.

"Uncle Le. Qin Mo showed a sincere smile, Deacon Le was the most trusted person by his grandfather Qin Zhengxing, and he regarded him as a relative since he was a child.

In his previous life, he was able to be rescued as a result of Uncle Le's thorough search of the mountain, otherwise, he would probably die in the cave. After the burning of the town was robbed, Uncle Le was buried in the fire in order to cover the evacuation of the Qin family's children.

"Young Master Mo, where are you injured like this?" Checking Qin Mo's condition, he found that there were only abrasions, and Uncle Le immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Le, it's too hard for you, I'm fine, but I've just regained my strength, and I'm still a little weak. Qin Mo replied softly.

"It's okay, it's okay. Uncle Le nodded and said, "It's a mess at home, but now that the young master is fine, he can finally rest assured." ”

Saying that, worried that Qin Mo would catch a cold, Uncle Le took off his brown robe and draped it over him.

Not far away, the people who followed also laughed, and the firelight reflected on their faces, but there were not many sincere smiles of joy. In the crowd, seeing Qin Mo who was safe and sound, the expressions of Deacon Rong and the scar-faced man were even more ugly.

Next to him, the attendant had already fallen to the ground, crying bitterly, claiming that he had not taken good care of Qin Mo and begging for punishment.

"It's not your fault, if you had followed me up to the North Cliff at that time, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been as lucky as me, who had already fallen off the cliff and died without a body. Qin Mo smiled and pulled the entourage up.

"What!?"

"What's going on?"

The faces of everyone present changed drastically, and the entourage was stupid on the spot, looking sluggish, and even forgot to cry.

"I was plotted and fell down the north cliff. Uncle Le was furious, "Young Master Mo, who is plotting, do you see who is coming?"

Among the surrounding crowd, Deacon Rong's face was solemn, as if he was extremely indignant about Qin Mo's plot, while Zhao Yong, the scar-faced man, had a changed expression.

Qin Mo shook his head slightly, and said, "At that time, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the mountain wind was too cold, and I didn't see the person who was plotting clearly. ”

"After I go back, this matter must be thoroughly investigated. Uncle Le said coldly.

Standing up, Qin Mo's eyes turned and fell on Deacon Rong, as if he had just seen him, and said gratefully: "Deacon Rong is also here, thank you for your hard work!"

"Young Master Mo is safe, where is the hardship!" Deacon Rong hurriedly said.

Qin Mo nodded, and when he turned around, his left hand waved lightly under the wide robe, and the cuffs of the robe inadvertently swept across the chest of the scar-faced man, and a palm wind came out silently.

Shadow Cut!

This is a peculiar martial art, it doesn't need true qi to cultivate, and it is also the only martial art that Qin Mo has practiced to the transformation realm in his previous life, and it is silent, even if the strength is higher than that of an opponent of a great realm, he may not be able to detect it.

Sizzle!

With a crisp sound of the torch, a spark exploded, and no one present noticed that this palm wind, like a ghost in the dark, quietly cut into Zhao Yong's chest.

"Uncle Le, let's go back first, grandpa must be anxious. Qin Mo looked at Deacon Le and said.

Uncle Le nodded in agreement, although he was a little strange, the north cliff of Wanren Mountain was thousands of meters high, Qin Mo fell from the cliff, how could there be only slight abrasions, but as long as Qin Mo was safe and sound, it was a great luck, so why explore so much.

Everyone followed the same path back to the burning town, and just after walking a short distance, they heard a "pop", and something slipped from the scar-faced man's chest and fell to the ground.

A pair of eyes looked over, and when they saw the things on the ground clearly, many people were shocked, and then showed greed.

It was a cloth bag, only the size of a palm, gray and inconspicuous. But in the eyes of everyone, it is completely different, this is a treasure bag.

The treasure bag of the ancient continent is a very magical storage utensil, from low to high, divided into four types: gray, copper, silver, and gold. Even the lowest-level gray treasure bag can store a hundred times its own things, which is extremely rare, and it is not at all something that ordinary people can have.

Even in the Qin family, only the patriarch, deputy patriarch, and elder-level characters have a gray treasure bag, and Qin Mo, as the grandson of the patriarch Qin Zhengxing, does not have a gray treasure bag.

"This ......" The scar-faced man's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to pick up the gray treasure bag, but the figure in front of him flashed, and the gray bag had fallen into Uncle Le's hands.

Uncle Le pinched the bag, glared at the scar-faced man, and said coldly: "Zhao Yong, you are just a small Qin family's outer courtyard guard of the Qin family, how can you have such a valuable thing as a gray treasure bag?"

"Deacon Le, I just got it by accident. ”

Zhao Yong's expression changed, and he was about to defend, but his face changed greatly, and his voice stopped abruptly, and he saw that the mouth of the gray treasure bag was loosened, revealing a jade pendant.

The pendant of this jade pendant is a round jade, with an irregular notch in the middle, which seems to have been dug out by force, and the other side of the jade is engraved with the word "ink".

In an instant, the atmosphere dropped to the freezing point, and Deacon Le's gaze became fierce, "This is Young Master Mo's portable jade pendant, how can it be on you, say!?"

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(The update will be unstable in these two days, and it will be stable from November to two updates a day, and it will break out from time to time.) ）