My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

"Have you ever seen a thousand locks, Master Twelve?" Mo Yuanshan's voice came from the other side of the stone.

Twelve might still be reminiscing about that slap, staring his narrow eyes into round grapes, pointing at me and stammering "You, you..." without answering Mo Yuanshan.

I put the hand that had patted his butt behind my back, stood upright, and looked up at the sky.The dark night sky has begun to fade gradually, and the stars close to the undulating contours of the mountains are hidden. The sky and clouds are floating upwards. I also feel that I am as light and free as a fairy, so I don’t want to be seen like ordinary people.

"Twelve sons?" Mo Yuanshan poked his head out from behind the stone and looked towards this side.

"Why do you keep calling me? Are you so scared to hug such a big person?" Twelve immediately put away his stuttering look, folded his arms and turned to Mo Yuanshan with a sneer.

Twelve, what is this tone of voice?What's the matter, do you still want to hug me?

My fairy feelings were torn from the clouds by his words, fell on the mud and rolled twice.

Alas, vulgar things bother me, it seems that my cultivation is not enough.

I don't have enough cultivation, so I take action to make up for it. I didn't wait for Mo Yuanshan to answer, and kicked Twelve's ass again.

Unexpectedly, Twelve's lower body is as solid as a rock, and I can't kick him at all. Instead, I was kicked back several steps by myself and almost fell, so that Twelve was even more kicked by me. Turn around quickly to help me.

"You...what happened to you tonight?" Twelve didn't care about me hitting him and kicking him, concern and puzzlement were clearly written in his eyes.

He probably thinks I'm crazy.

I also think I'm crazy.

"...Leave me alone, you go and answer Brother Mo's question first, he will talk to you about business." After I stood firm, I pushed Twelve away and turned his face to Mo Yuanshan.

"Have the Twelve Sons seen a thousand locks?" Mo Yuanshan repeated calmly.

"Of course not. Old man Yan never let us touch his treasures. Thousand-fold lock is the treasure of treasures. I have never seen it before."

What Twelve said should be true. Elder Yan regards everything related to Xia Ziping as a treasure. Important things like Qianzhongsuo and Hongyan Book are hidden in the mountains on purpose, and naturally they will not be easily given to others. look.

This is the truth, but I always feel that I should not say that. What is it that feels bad?I can't tell either.

"You should have seen it." Mo Yuanshan was very sure.

"Forget it if you don't believe me." Twelve didn't seem to want to talk more with Mo Yuanshan.

"Then please allow me to ask one more question, how far can the Twelve Young Masters lead us?" Mo Yuanshan said lightly, "Also, we are really the only ones who followed the Twelve Young Masters all the way. ?"

"Mo Yuanshan, what do you mean?" Twelve's anger came up again, "If you suspect that I killed that guard, just say it, don't make circles with this yin and yang!"

Mo Yuanshan came to our side from behind the stone, and shook his head lightly: "This is all I can say, Twelve Young Masters must think twice."

"you……"

"The Twelve Young Masters always set their sights on Young Master Xia, have you ever thought about what he would do if something happened to you?" Mo Yuanshan walked up to me and looked at me with a smile, "I'm not as good as you!" Twelve sons will take care of people."

Mo Yuanshan deliberately left us outside to say this, obviously he knew that Twelve might be dangerous, but I don't understand, who else, what else I haven't thought of?

I can see that he is reminding us, but I can't figure out the reason. Mo Yuanshan wants Twelve to understand that he has a greater role?But leading the way, if you know it, you know it, if you don’t know it, you don’t know it, if you know it, you pretend you don’t know how to lead the way.

Mo Yuanshan looked at me, and I stared at Mo Yuanshan in a daze. Twelve looked at him and then at me, then pulled me away and stuffed me between his back and the stone, loudly accusing Mo Yuanshan of speaking ill of him.

At this time, the light of the sky has gradually pushed away the night, and the silver fragments in the sky are no longer clearly visible—it was dawn, and that was all he said, but I didn't think of a countermeasure.

"Young people got up early today." Song Mingguang stepped out of the middle tent leisurely, and smiled happily when he saw us standing outside the tent.

"Grandpa Song! I saw a ghost yesterday! The ghost killed someone! I'm so scared!" I was the first to speak out, relying on my identity and thick skin, trying to get Twelve out of this murder.

"Oh?" Song Mingguang laughed even wider, "What the hell scared us Yixi like this?"

"As soon as the black shadow passed by, he, just... must be a ghost!" I glanced in the direction of the guard again, with a flustered expression.

"There are many wild things on the mountain, maybe I misread it. Yuanshan, tell me, what's going on?" Song Mingguang walked towards the guard's body, Mo Yuanshan backed away and followed Song Mingguang's buttocks again.

"Yes." Mo Yuanshan replied, and told his discovery, "This person was originally a follower of my subordinates. It was his turn to be on duty last night, but he was attacked by someone with a knife at his guard post. He cut his throat with a saber and died. It was already midnight when he came out, and the person who should change the value had not appeared. Young Master Xia and the Twelve Young Masters hid behind that stone. According to what Young Master Xia said , he and the twelve sons went out to watch the moon at night, and saw that it was a ghost who killed someone."

"Yixi can see what the ghost looks like?" Song Mingguang approached me, and patted my back with his hand as if soothing.

"No, I didn't see it clearly." I didn't say that I saw ghosts twice, nor did I say that I saw two people the second time.

Song Mingguang squinted his eyes and thought for a while, but he didn't intend to pursue the matter, but his tone was quite playful: "Forget it, let's start cooking and ask them to cook more. Someone should be here today."

Mo Yuanshan agreed, and quickly made arrangements downwards.

Maybe Twelve and I are the only ones here. I don’t know who is coming, what chess tools does Song Mingguang have, what will he do next, and how will he use Twelve and me?What is Mo Yuanshan's reminder to us?Thinking of these, my heart was dangling, unable to settle down.

This matter is enough to make me extremely anxious, and I still have important things to say to Twelve.

I failed last night. Not only did I not kiss, but I also lost my face. What I wanted to say was hindered by Mo Yuanshan's presence, so I didn't say a word.

I don't want to talk to him casually about missed opportunities, because such things are always more pleasing when they have a good time.I have to choose a good wording, neither too direct nor too tactful. I have to save my face without making him too complacent. Not only must I be reserved, but I must also let him understand what I mean.This is all something to consider.

But it is difficult for me to think about these two things at the same time or separately at the moment. Maybe it’s because I haven’t slept all night. Different things are always messing up in my mind. When I think about one thing, the other is always Branches would reach out to steal my attention and distract me.

Twelve Duan brought porridge and sat down on the stone beside me. He wanted to feed me, but I didn’t have the strength to make any unnecessary troubles. He fed me a bite, but my thoughts were confused and I had a headache. I felt tired just opening my mouth obediently and chewing. , even if it is warm and soft porridge, I eat very slowly.

When there was less than half a bowl of porridge left, someone really came.

There are two people in the lead, one looks familiar, it seems to be the beginning of a certain chapter in Hongyan's book, and the other is a young man with an ordinary appearance, a medium build, and nothing special to describe in detail, just like this Liushitan A small stone on the ground can never be found again after being thrown into countless others of the same kind.

I don't know who he is, and I don't remember seeing him.

But when Twelve saw him, he stood up immediately, and when I looked up, I saw Twelve's face twitch, as if he was gritting his teeth hard.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Twelve." The young man smiled.

"I didn't expect it to be you." Twelve frowned, "Ninth Brother."