Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

Lian Mufeng was holding one in his arms and another in his hand, and he could tell which one was Mo Yuan based on the differential treatment without looking carefully. Everyone gathered around and asked in a hurry, and learned that Mo Yuan was fine. Hou Qiqi heaved a sigh of relief, ignored the person in Lian Mufeng's hand, and ran to watch the monsters on the ground.

"My mother, Lao Tzu! What the hell is this?" Xing Liu let out a strange cry.

"Probably a centipede? This centipede is too big!" Pei Yuan also had a look of horror.

"We have just arrived at the border of the southern border, and we bumped into such an evil monster. Will we be gnawed to the bone after we go deep into the southern border?" Another bodyguard beside Pei Yuan was also terrified.

At this time, the centipede on the ground suddenly raised its head, casting a huge shadow in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Xing Liuhan's hair stood on end, and he ran away with a loud roar.

Lian Mufeng: "..."

The centipede raised its head and danced its tentacles to look around in a daze, struggled to move, but was finally unable to do anything, and hit the ground with a "bang", everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously gathered around, looking at Lian Mufeng's unkind behavior His expression and face were a little embarrassing.

"Is this thing not dead?" Xing Liu cleared his throat and said with adoring expression, "Is it...was knocked unconscious by the boss?"

Lian Mufeng was silent. He thought that the centipede would be most injured by its tentacles, and would be slow to react and reduce its attack power, but he didn't expect it to fall directly. He looked at Mo Yuan in his arms, and guessed that Mo Yuan must have done something. What.

Pei Yuan looked at the centipede that was gradually moving, raised his foot and kicked the big head, and said, "Boss, it's not dead yet, do you want to cut off its head a few times?"

Lian Mufeng thoughtfully, shook his head and said, "No need, let's go back."

Everyone was shocked. They obviously felt that they couldn't keep such a huge monster by their side, and they didn't know if the monster would regain its energy and come back in the middle of the night to take revenge.

Lian Mufeng thought for a while, and said: "This giant centipede should be a sacred object of the Hundred Zerg Clan. It stands to reason that it should stay in the depths of southern Xinjiang all year round. I don't know why it came here. No matter what, we want to get out of the southern border safely. If you come out of Xinjiang, you can't take the initiative to harm the sacred objects here, so as not to attract hatred and trouble."

Everyone suddenly realized what they heard, and they responded in unison, obviously convinced of Lian Mufeng.

The Lianjiabao has a large collection of books, and the owners of the past dynasties will also collect books for future generations based on their own experiences, among which there are many local anecdotes. Chi inferred.

Pei Yuan took the initiative to take over the person that Lian Mufeng was carrying, without asking the person's background: "Boss, shall we go back?"

Lian Mufeng nodded, picked up Mo Yuan, and strode towards the farmhouse.

After listening to the movement, Mo Yuan knew that the others were following, so he quietly opened his eyes.

Lian Mufeng lowered his head and looked at him, tightened his arms as he walked, as if holding the most precious treasure, and finally couldn't help laughing happily.

Mo Yuan pressed against his firm chest, hearing the rapid and strong beating sound of "bang bang bang", he suddenly became narrow-minded, raised a hand and pushed aside Lian Mufeng's skirt, his slender, white fingers slowly poke in.

Lian Mufeng stopped in his tracks, his breath suddenly became heavy.

"Boss, what's the matter with you?" The people behind caught up and looked at his strange expression suspiciously.

Mo Yuan quickly withdrew his hand and closed his eyes, continuing to "comatose" with an innocent face.

Lian Mufeng regained his composure, and suppressed his charming thoughts with great difficulty, but there were strands of sweetness coming out of his heart, as if a large amount of honey was suddenly stuffed in by that troublesome hand, and the tide rose after fermenting. The sweetness overflowed his entire chest, and the huge sweetness quickly spread to his throat, making him cough violently.

"Ahem, cough—it's okay." Lian Mufeng tightened his grip on the person in his arms again, quickened his pace with a serious face, and left the bewildered people far behind.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Yuan was carefully placed on the couch. He couldn't put it on anymore, so he had to "wake up leisurely", opened his eyes to meet Lian Mufeng's burning gaze, turned his head to look around, and saw a large group of people... He seemed to stand by the side, stunned for a moment, and with difficulty pulled out the hand that was tightly held by Lian Mufeng.

Stone sculptures: "..."

Caught off guard, the dog's eyes will be blind.

Mo Yuan looked at Lian Mu Feng's happy face, "I wish the whole world knew that we are in love with each other", and couldn't help feeling "it's nice to be young".

Lian Mufeng leaned down and asked earnestly, "Do you want some water?"

Mo Yuan paused: "I need to take a bath."

Lian Mufeng: "..."

After all, after a battle with the centipede, the two of them looked a bit embarrassed. At first, everyone didn't pay attention to it. At this moment, after listening to Mo Yuan's words, they noticed that there was a faint stench on his body, and the expression on his face was a bit inconceivable. The disgusting taste is associated with a person like Mo Yuan who is like the breeze and the moon.

Lian Mufeng said nonsense: "Ah Yao blocked the centipede for me before. Although he was not injured, he was knocked down by the saliva dripping from the centipede's mouth and fainted."

Mo Yuan: "..."

Xing Liu was dumbfounded and said, "Saliva is like a waterfall for such a big centipede."

"Pfft—" Someone let out a laugh.

Mo Yuan: "..."

Lian Mufeng saw that he looked unlovable, without saying a word, he took his clothes and carried him out to take another bath. When Lian Mufeng washed himself, Mo Yuan didn't have the nerve to stay longer, so he went back to the room first Yes, as soon as I came back, I saw the person who brought me back leaning against the corner of the wall and opened my eyes in a daze.

The man didn't seem to come back to his senses. He looked around the room full of people with a confused face, looked at the furnishings in the room, and finally widened his eyes suddenly. The expression on his face changed rapidly. When they arrived at Moyuan, they immediately turned into the ecstasy of escaping death: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Xing Liu asked: "Master Mo Yao, why does the boss want us to tie him up?"

Mo Yuan walked over, stuffed the rag in his mouth again, and said lightly, "He was the one who attracted the centipede."

The ecstasy on the man's face was immediately replaced by panic. He looked at a group of strong men who started to roll up their sleeves in front of him, and kicked his legs in fright. Unfortunately, there was a wall behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

Mo Yuan sat down in front of him, staring at his futile struggle with a condensed expression, with murderous intent in his eyes.

The man trembled, and his complexion paled instantly.

The others stood behind Mo Yuan, and they didn't notice the murderous intent in Mo Yuan's eyes. Although they could see that this person was extremely frightened, they only thought he was terrified.

After scaring people, Mo Yuan laughed again, looked at him with a gentle face, and said in a warm voice, "What do I ask, what do you answer, don't talk too much, you understand?"

The man nodded again and again.

Mo Yuan smiled more gently: "I heard you have a Central Plains accent, are you from the Central Plains?"

Seeing that he had no intention of removing the rag, the man had no choice but to accept his fate and nodded with a sad face.

Mo Yuan asked again: "Did you come from the southern border? Escaped? Are there any pursuers behind? No? Did you meet the centipede nearby? No? Could it be that you were chased all the way by it? sharp!"

The man's face was even more miserable, but it was not a deliberate expression, but a sorrow from the heart.

Mo Yuan vaguely felt that he looked a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't remember where he had seen him. Seeing how pitiful he was, he took the rag out of his mouth and untied him again.

He was also clever, knowing that Mo Yuan didn't want him to talk, so he said "thank you" and stopped talking.

At this moment, Lian Mufeng walked in from the outside: "We have to hurry tomorrow morning, you all go to rest, I'll ask him."

Everyone satisfied their curiosity and went out one by one. The last three people left in the room who had dealt with the centipede, even Mu Feng thought that this person secretly watched Mo Yuan take a bath, no matter what the reason was, he would not be in a good mood. The look at him was extremely unkind.

The man was so frightened that he shrank a little bit, wishing he could run away.

At this moment, Mo Yuan was as gentle as a spring breeze, and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

The man thought for a while, but he couldn't answer with a nod and shake his head, so he said honestly: "Ding Chou."

Lian Mufeng thought he had heard it wrong, so he picked out his ears and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "What?"

"Ding... Ding Chou..."

Lian Mufeng frowned: "Ugly, ugly?"

Ding Chou corrected carefully with a bitter face: "Ugly when ugly."

Mo Yuan: "Pfft——"

Even Mu Feng couldn't help laughing.

Mo Yuan's heart moved, and he asked Ding Chou, "Is there someone named Ding Mao in your family?"

Ding Chou's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "My brother's name is Ding Mao!" His expression darkened again as he spoke, forgetting his fear for a moment, and wiping away his tears, he said, "My brother couldn't escape and was arrested again. He was arrested to cover me, I don't know if he is still alive now."

Mo Yuan said again: "Tell me about the process."

"Where...where do you start?"

"Why were you trapped in southern Xinjiang? Which tribe were you trapped in? How did you escape?"

Ding Chou hurriedly said: "We two brothers are in business. I heard that there are many rare medicinal materials in southern Xinjiang, so I wanted to venture here, but I was caught by those barbarians. At first we also I don’t know where we were arrested, but later I found out that they were from the Hundred Zerg tribe. They captured many people from the Central Plains, and some from hostile tribes. They put shackles on us and forced us to do coolies, build buildings, and build roads. We lived a life that was worse than cattle and horses, and later saw that our brothers could write and count, so they put us in shackles and asked us to teach their children to read and write, so we escaped by looking for opportunities."

As he spoke, he choked up: "We saved some people when we fled. My brother was captured halfway through the escape. I led the others to continue fleeing, but I was caught by the big centipede. It walked all the way. Eat, we have fewer and fewer people, I...my life was bought by dozens of them."

After speaking, he ignored his fear and burst into tears.

The people outside were alarmed and ran to the door to probe their brains. Lian Mufeng drove them away with a wave of his hand.

Mo Yuan waited for Ding Chou to finish crying and handed him a handkerchief: "Your brother should still be alive, do you want to save him?"

Ding Chou was taken aback, and excitedly said: "I want to! Of course I want to! The hero has a way?" After speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed, "As long as I can save my brother, we two brothers are willing to be cows and horses for the rest of our lives and be driven by the hero!"

Mo Yuan raised his index finger: "First, I'm not a hero, I don't know martial arts."

Ding Chou was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what he meant, and nodded without hesitation: "Yes! I will listen to you!"

Mo Yuan raised his middle finger again: "Second, we are about to go deep into southern Xinjiang, you lead the way."

Ding Chou nodded again, then hesitantly said: "Southern Xinjiang is too big, I don't necessarily know all the roads."

Mo Yuan said: "It's okay, we also know the way, but the situation here is changing, it's safer to bring you."

Ding Chou didn't hesitate any longer: "Okay! I'll listen to you!" After speaking, he looked at Lian Mufeng again, only then realized that he had ignored the man who was obviously the leader, and his expression became a little uneasy again.

Lian Mufeng was not displeased by this, but just looked at the handkerchief in his hand, his expression was still not very good-looking.

Ding Chou was so frightened that he quickly wiped his face with the handkerchief, and quickly handed it back to Mo Yuan.

Lian Mufeng said lightly: "You can keep it for yourself."

Mo Yuan: "..."

Ding Chou quickly stuffed the handkerchief back into his arms.

Lian Mufeng's face darkened again: "Bring it!"

Ding Chou was confused, took out the handkerchief again, and handed it to him silently.

Lian Mufeng grabbed it, got up and strode away.

Mo Yuan: "..."

Ding Chou looked at Mo Yuan in confusion.

Mo Yuan cleared his throat: "Just call him Lian Shaoxia."

Ding Chou: "Oh."

After thinking for a while, he said, "It sounds familiar."