Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

"The younger generation was invited by the old man to come to Xianyang to repay his kindness."

"Senior Xiangli, don't worry too much."

Song Mo pointed to the big fish in his hand: "A certain family has been wandering around the world and has no possessions. I went to catch a good fish on purpose, and I took the liberty to visit the door, and I asked the seniors to forgive me."

Xiangli Xi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good if it's not for Ji Ziling!

"Please come in quickly."

"A Ling, you take the fish to the kitchen to cook, and then go get some drinks and come back."

"I drank a few cups with the descendants of Mo Sheng, and I will not return today if I am not drunk."

Xiangli Xi greeted warmly.

He looked at Chen Qing hesitantly, not knowing how to tactfully persuade him to leave.

"Song Yishi is a generous person, and invited me to eat fish together."

"Mr. Xiangli, do you mind having an extra pair of chopsticks?"

Chen Qing said with a smile.

"Oh...then let's have a few drinks together."

There was a little embarrassment in Xianglixi's eyes.

Qin Mo and Chu Mo have not been in contact for hundreds of years. Song Mo's visit today is definitely not as simple as a simple visit.

In the case of Chen Qingzai, many things are not easy to discuss.

I don't know why he had to stay.

"Trouble Miss Ling."

Song Mo picked up the big fish and handed it to Xiangli Ling.

"The honored guest will wait a moment."

Xiangli Ling nodded politely.

"I'll help Ah Ling kill the fish."

Chen Qing cupped his hands knowingly and walked towards the kitchen together.

Xiangli Xi Chang breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and asked softly, "I don't know..."

"The younger generation has received a great favor from an adult and has no choice but to repay it."

"I came here this time to ask Senior Xiangli to forge a Meteorite Sword."

"Time is running short, please help me, senior."

Song Mo bowed and begged before he finished speaking.

"Casting a sword?"

Xiangli Xi subconsciously raised his voice.

Chu Mo has always taken it as his duty to act chivalrously and fight for righteousness, to eradicate the strong and help the weak.

What else could the other party be doing besides killing people when they begged for the sword?

"Senior, don't worry, a certain family only kills those who deserve to be killed."

"Besides...beheading this beast, maybe the Mo family can regain their vitality."

Song Mo looked resolute and said decisively.

Not far away, Chen Qing suddenly stopped.

He has good hearing and has been paying attention to Song Mo's actions.

When Xiangli Xi talked about 'casting swords', he immediately pricked up his ears.

Although Song Mo's voice was small, he could still hear the general idea clearly.

"Chen Lang, what's the matter?"

Xiangli Ling held the big fish in his hand, just caring not to get the smell of fish all over his body, which would disgust his lover.

After walking a few steps, he stopped in surprise.

"You're numb."

"Eating fish will overwhelm me!"

Chen Qing said with a cold expression, gritted his teeth.

Chapter 178 Kill him, there will be no fish to eat in the future

There have always been many people who wanted to kill Chen Qing.

If something unexpected happened to him one day, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu dynasty would most likely want to throw a big banquet, or even hold an impart to celebrate.

Song Mo, a hero of Chu Mo.

Receiving great kindness from others, he came to Xianyang to ask Xiangli Xi to cast a sword and kill people to repay his kindness.

This is not appropriate, it is Nie Zheng's script in the biography of assassins!

Mo Xia is unrestrained and unrestrained, relying on martial arts and violating taboos.

Song Mo didn't even dare to use his own surname, so there must be a murder case on his body.

I don't know which important figure has learned that he is powerful and powerful, and he values ​​justice and despises life.So give favors and try to repay them.

These are all routines played badly during the Warring States period!

Chen Qing's mind turned, and he guessed the cause and effect completely.

What a coincidence!

Daqin had extremely strict control over weapons, and it was impossible for Song Mo to swagger and carry weapons across states and counties before he found Xiangli Xi's door to ask for the magic weapon.

And let him touch the right!

"Chen Lang, what's wrong with eating fish?"

Xiang Liling asked puzzledly.

"Listen to me, don't ask. Ask less, it's good for you."

"A Ling, you go to the kitchen first, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

Chen Qing bid farewell in a hurry and ran towards his residence.

the other side.

Xiangli Xi and Song Mo sat opposite each other, occasionally meeting their eyes, and smiling at each other kindly.

"The younger generation lived in Chu, and heard that Qin Mo was imprisoned by Zulong, and worked every day in the camp of the imperial mausoleum, without any leisure."

"Now it seems that the rumors are false."

Song Mo looked around the furnishings in the house, and said in a complicated tone.

Mohism is divided into three parts, each of which claims to be the orthodox direct descendant of Mozi.

In the early years, when members of the three families met, it was common for swords and soldiers to confront each other, and it was not uncommon to kill people.

A hundred years have passed, and the past enmity has slowly faded with the passage of time.

It's nothing more than old age and death not communicating with each other, just like strangers.

Qi Mo now wanders among the nobles and dignitaries, living on the breath of others.

Chu Mo was hit by the government several times, turned to underground activities, and became a shady Jianghu society.

Only Xiang Lishi seems to be doing well.

When Song Mo inquired about their residence through connections, he thought he had heard wrong.

Never expected that Qin Mo would actually have a relationship with the current crown prince!

"The early years were indeed not very good."

"Fortunately..."

When Xiang Lixi was speaking, a figure stood at the door, blocking the light.

"I'm a step late, what are you two talking about?"

With a long wooden box under his arm, Chen Qing walked in with a smile on his face.

"Chen Shaofu, you are..."

That box looks so familiar!

Xianglixi stood up in surprise.

"Young Master Chen?"

Song Mo's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Chen Qing with a strange expression.

"My official is Chen Qing."

"Why is Song Yishi looking at me like this?"

Chen Qing walked over carelessly and sat next to Xiangli Xi.

After all, he is also his de facto old man.

If Song Mo gets violent and hurts others, Xiang Lixi will not sit idly by no matter what.

As long as you give him some time to light the lead rope, no matter how skilled Song Mo is, he will still be shot with hatred!

"Senior Xiangli, he..."

Song Mo asked eagerly.

"Chen Shaofu is Ah Ling's husband-in-law."

Xianglixi hesitated for a moment, not ashamed to say that his daughter is a concubine, so as not to be looked down upon by the other party.

"Husband?"

Song Mo was dumbfounded.

He traveled thousands of miles from Chu to Xianyang, but the one he wanted to kill was Xiangli's son-in-law?

Just now he asked someone to make a Meteorite Sword...

"Song Yishi, the weather is extremely cold, and the river is icy cold. You can still catch such a big fish, what a skill!"

Chen Qing opened the wooden box and took out the musket in front of the opponent.

Xiangli Xi's expression was tangled, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Judging from Song Mo's performance, he already knew who the so-called 'person who should be killed' was.

Chen Qing came directly with a musket, probably knowing the truth.

How could such a thing happen in the world!

"Uh……"

"A certain company is good at water, and some trivial skills are not worth mentioning."

Song Mo turned his head away, embarrassed and ashamed.

"Oh, is Yishi Song fishing and selling fish for a living?"

"From my perspective, the honorable driver has a handsome appearance and a lively gait. I think he has extraordinary skills. Such a cheap job is really a waste of talent."

Chen Qing fiddled with the musket, and took out the fire pocket.

Song Mo vaguely felt a faint murderous intent, and stared intently at the cold and heavy iron pipe in his hand.

"I wonder if Song Yishi can have a part-time job?"

"For example, when you are free, you can kill someone for Mr. Engong."

Chen Qing leveled his musket and pointed it at Song Mo who was separated from the case.