My child's father is me

Qi Mo also? It's not a fuel-efficient lamp. I don't know what method he used. Shen Huaibi only heard the door knocking, and the secret door opened.

Shen Huaibi's expression of losing his composure has long been suppressed by himself, and he didn't show any clues in front of Qi Mo.

Before the two of them entered, a handful of bright light was softly sprinkled in front of them.Lights were lit on the wall, and the ambiguous halo seemed to guide them, and it became a winding line.

"It's the Pearl of the Night." Shen Huaibi explained lightly: "No wonder there is no need for windows here, there are so many? The Pearl of the Night is enough for lighting."

"Not exactly? Yes." Qi Mo interrupted him, pointing to several furnaces placed everywhere inside and said: "Some spices are photophobic and will deteriorate when exposed to natural light, so there are no windows here, but luminous pearls are used instead. illumination."

The orange fire light of Huozhezi has completely merged into the shallow light. Qi Mo held it up and shook it in front of a furnace, and said "here": "There are still a lot here? The medicinal materials have not been taken away by anyone. .”

Shen Huaibi asked strangely: "It was also like this in Manyuefang before. Eleven, did you notice anything strange?"

Qi Mo turned his head and asked, "What? What's the matter?"

"The people here didn't disappear premeditatedly, it was more like they were notified suddenly? They hurriedly packed up their things and took them away with them. The scene at that time must have been chaotic. The Manyuefang was in a mess, and all the valuable things were taken away by people. Take it away, and leave the less important things where they are. As for why you have to evacuate so eagerly, I don’t know. "

"Tell me, could it be that they were afraid that someone would find out about them because they poisoned them, so they absconded in fear of crime?"

Shen Huaibi sneered: "My little highness, can you accept your idea that you can almost overthrow it with your toes? If they absconded in fear of crime, why? Stay in Full Moon Square?"

Qi Mo accepted his scolding honestly, frowned and said, "What if there was internal strife between them?"

Shen Huaibi did not answer, but instead asked another question: "Eleventh, you have been in the capital for so many years, have you ever heard of who is the leader in Huaman Villa? Such a big Zhuangzi, if you say they It is impossible for the three to be completely evenly matched, because no one can manage the entire villa well."

Qi Mo thought for a few seconds, and said: "It is said that Manyuefang is a gold-selling cave, Qixiang Pavilion is a treasure room, and there is a Huarong Pavilion left. I heard it by accident, because Huarong Pavilion is not as famous as the other two. The place is famous, so I don't know much about it."

"Is that so?" Shen Huaibi stood at the junction of light and darkness, and a slanting ray of light fell on his straight and broad shoulders. His eyes were dim and clear. , Huarong Hall claims to treat the dead, flesh and bones. Maybe you are not famous in Beijing, where you are rich and only greedy for fun, but Jiangbei, where soldiers will lose arms and short legs by accident, is famous? magpie."

"Among them is a Huashen? Physician, that is, the owner of the Huarong Hall. I don't know. Who is he? Where does he come from? But he has the art of bringing the dead back to life and a wonderful hand. Rejuvenation of medical skills.

At that time, people who had some obsessions in their hearts and couldn't let go of them would spend thousands of dollars in every possible way to survive.

But do you think it's strange?This miraculous doctor has quite a big shelf, and he often hides from the world to see people. Even the Huarong Hall is an empty shell. It is usually locked with a lock, and there is no one in it. "

Obviously, Shen Huaibi hadn't finished speaking yet, so Qi Mo looked at him intently, waiting for him to say the following.

"But so many medicines are sold from Huaman Villa every year? They are all under the name of Huarong Hall. Little Eleven, guess what? So much? Where did the elixir come from?"

Qi Mo is not stupid, it's just that he often thinks back and forth in a different way than others on weekdays, and his reaction is a bit slow, which is why Shen Huaibi every day reminds him.

But now that Shen Huaibi has mentioned him for so long, he already understood——

"There are so many furnaces in the Qixiang Pavilion, surely not all of them are filled? Of course they are all spices. If the source of the plague—that is, the mother Gu—is in Huaman Villa, then it can only be in the Qixiang Pavilion inside."

Shen Huaibi glanced at him with approving eyes, and then said: "So the owner of Manyuefang died in vain, and I guess the huge eight-petaled lotus was also made by someone before they evacuated Huaman Villa urgently. went up."

Qi Mo's hands were not idle, and he continued to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

"However, if there really is a Mother Gu in Huaman Villa, you just need to find out its exact location. If you want double insurance, as long as you know the murderer who deliberately killed the owner of Manyuefang, the real culprit will be revealed."

Qi Mo told him everything he didn't understand, and this was also a point of Shen Huaibi's confusion.

The murderer deliberately framed Master Manyuefang, who is he covering?

Where did the eight-petal lotus Gu come from?The Miaoxi tribe, which is clearly extinct, is the last orphan in the world, after the death of Qi Mo's biological mother Concubine Shu, who else knows about the lotus Gu?

Why? The timing of the appearance of the lotus Gu is so ingenious, as if it is specially used to block the pace of Jiangbei Dongdaying eastward.Now the situation outside is chaotic, and Xuzhou City, the only city that can quickly reach the capital, is in deep misery.

Shen Huaibi had a vague premonition in his heart: the people hiding behind the scenes didn't want them to arrive in the capital so soon, there must be something he hadn't finished yet.

Shen Huaibi glanced at it? Qi Mo, who is still busy, should not tell him yet.

The first emperor's death came so suddenly, I don't know how much Qi Mo has recovered.Although he is no different from what he did before, Shen Huaibi is still worried——

Human emotions are like a slingshot, if the skin is too tight, it will break.

Therefore, Shen Huaibi went vaguely: "You ask me, who can I ask? Why don't you bring the owner of Manyue Fang over here, and you talk to him? Ask him who caused his tragic death, and who deliberately brewed this 'plague'. We don't have to work so hard here for so long."

Qi Mo thought that yes? The speed of searching for evidence in his hands accelerated.

Who knows? The furnace tripod is made of refined iron, and charcoal fire and medicinal materials are usually placed inside. No one can go in and pick it out with hands, so the craftsmen were lazy and made the inside rough.

As a result, Qi Mo's hands were always scratched with different depths of wounds by the protruding sharp iron thorns, and often a hand with no hair or damage went in, and a hand with scars came out.

Shen Huaibi didn't see it at first, Qi Mo was afraid that he would find out, so he thought he was smart and hid his hands under the layers of sleeves.

It would be fine if he didn't hide. How can he still see in this slightly dim environment? It's not clear, but when he hid, his whole body became uncoordinated, which attracted Shen Huaibi's attention.

"What are you hiding your hands for? What?" See Shen Huaibi? Qi Mo never took out his hands, and asked strangely, "Did you bump your hands again last time before they healed?"

He said, and wants to catch Qi Mo's hand?

Qi Mo was not willing to let him succeed, like a monkey whose butt was lighted, it jumped five or six steps away almost all at once.

Shen Huaibi turned cold, and stretched out a hand: "I'll count to three seconds, put your hand up... three, two, one..."

Qi Mo was really afraid of his current appearance, so fierce that he could scare people to death, he muttered to himself, why is there so many Shen Huaibi? He is old and young and still can't find a wife, and he has been alone all the time. How? Well, everyone else has been run away by him, who else can appreciate his kindness?

Qi Mo only dared to think for a while, but obediently put his hand into his palm.

The body temperature of Shen Huaibi's palm was low, and there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingers, and some places felt a little rough to the touch—it was the new flesh that had grown from numerous healed wounds, the flesh was It has grown, but is still uneven.

Shen Huaibi held his wrist, looked at the jagged wounds on his hand and frowned: "What happened?"

Qi Mo hesitated a little, and didn't dare to look into his eyes. He lowered his head and said, "There are a lot of bulges in that furnace. It's just scratched. The wounds are very shallow. It doesn't matter."

Shen Huaibi looked at it carefully for a while, but didn't speak for a while.

"Why? Why do you want to touch it with your hands?"

Qi Mo frowned and replied: "Some furnaces are filled with medicine dregs, and some are filled with firewood. If you don't touch them, how can you find out what's inside? What is it?"

"You want to see? What's inside, right?"

Qi Mo nodded, before he could speak, did he see? Shen Huaibi suddenly raised his foot, and kicked over the nearest stove with a calm expression.

The scorched medicinal residues and firewood bones rolled all over the ground.

Shen Huaibi looking? He was still there in a daze, and said calmly: "Didn't you say you want to see what's inside? Why are you still here in a daze, go and see it!"

Qi Mo: ...

It has to be said that the Jiangbei Bawanghua is the Bawanghua, and even the posture of searching for evidence is so strange.

Qi Mo blinked, leaned over, and was about to pick up those things with his hands, when Shen Huaibi acted like a timely rain again, and threw him a wooden stick that he didn't know where he found it.

Qi Mo worked hard, squatting on the ground and using a wooden stick to pull the charred and black things; Shen Huaibi continued to search for evidence violently, countless furnace cauldrons were kicked over, and they fell to the ground tragically. Xiang Qimo silently complained:

This man is outrageous! ! !

Qi Mo lowered his head, his shoulder blades shrugged slightly.

Shen Huaibi saw it, and found that this unreliable kid was actually laughing at him, and asked with a stinky face, "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Mo's hand was still scratching, and he held back a smile and said, "No, I just... just watched? This furnace is more funny, senior brother, please don't misunderstand."

As he spoke, his hand suddenly stopped moving.

Shen Huaibi thought he was injured again, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Mo lifted a small jar with one hand, looked at him and said softly, "I seem to have found a Gu worm."

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