Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 170 Middle World (Thirteen)

Mo Xiaojiu took Qijue directly into the city, and followed his memory to find the inn.

The shopkeeper raised his head, apparently still remembering her: "Oh, girl, you are back, the young man cried terribly after you left."

Mo Xiaojiu felt slightly sour in his heart: "Where is he now?"

The shopkeeper paused: "Although you only paid the rent for one night, I still told the young master that I could wait for you here, but he insisted on looking for you, thinking that you just got lost while going out to play and couldn't find your way back." gone."

Her pupils shrank: "He went to find me?"

Seeing that she turned around and was about to leave, the shopkeeper reminded again in a neutral tone: "I see that young man is pure in nature and timid, so maybe he won't go far. You can look for it in the city first."

"Thank you."

Seeing that she was in a panic after leaving the door, Qijue took her hand, his eyes were obviously cold and cold, but it made her feel at ease, he said: "Don't panic."

She nodded slightly, blaming herself a bit: "I promised to take it to find its elder brother, but I left it behind."

The system is very guilty: "Blame me, I did not listen to what you said, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."

Qijue let go of her hand and patted her head: "Don't worry, we will find it."

"Ok!"

Mo Xiaojiu cheered up, went back to the inn and borrowed a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the shopkeeper, quickly drew Xiaomu's appearance, thanked the shopkeeper again, picked up the portrait and started asking the street vendors.

Most people have no impression, only one vendor said he had seen it.

"The young man seemed to be looking for someone. Whenever he met someone, he asked if he had seen Xiao Jiu. The reason why I remember him is because he fell in front of my stall and started crying after getting up. He looked terrible. Poor."

Mo Xiaojiu felt a little sad when he heard it: "When did you meet him?"

"It happened a month ago, and most people don't pay much attention to passers-by, but I chatted with him for a while, and his eyes were red from crying at that time, and then he continued to look for people."

Mo Xiaojiu clasped his fingers slightly: "Have you seen him recently?"

The vendor shook his head: "I haven't seen it recently, but at that time he was penniless and lived in a ruined temple in the west of the city. He came to me in the first few days and complained that no one was found. Never saw him again."

She took out a few blue spirit stones and handed them to him: "Thank you."

Then he went to the west of the city with Qijue to inquire about the ruined temple.

The ruined temple in the west of the city is said to be broken, but it is not really broken, at least it can provide shelter from the wind and rain.

When Mo Xiaojiu and Qijue entered, there were seven people inside, some meditating, some chatting.

Mo Xiaojiu opened the painting in his hand: "Everyone, may I ask, have you seen the person in the painting?"

Those people looked up and had no intention of answering.

Her eyes dimmed: "If someone can tell me his news, I will pay one hundred spirit stones for a piece of news."

The people living in the ruined temple are basically people who have just been promoted from the lower world to the middle world and have no money to stay in the inn.

Seeing their eyes light up, Mo Xiaojiu added: "If you provide false information indiscriminately, don't blame me for being rude."

Then there were four of them and it was quiet.

A middle-aged uncle spoke first: "He was living here with us ten days ago. His name is Xiaomu, right?"

Mo Xiaojiu was not stingy either, and directly gave him a hundred green spirit stones.

The rest of the people also started to rush to answer.

After spending two thousand spirit stones, Mo Xiaojiu integrated the news he got.

Since she left, Xiaomu went out to look for her during the day, and went back to the ruined temple to rest at night. Every night, he didn't dare to sleep, and went out to look for her when it was still foggy.

If there hadn't been no one in the city late at night, he would have turned Lucky City upside down without taking any rest.

(End of this chapter)