Late at night, everyone in the inn seemed to be fast asleep. Only the barking of dogs outside occasionally sounded in the quiet night, but it was particularly harsh.

"Han Ming, that old fox!" Although the man in black cursed, there was no anger in his eyes, but a smile on his lips.

"Maybe he's right!" The man in white beside him said lightly, staring at the dim candlelight.

"Staying in Hancheng for too long may not be a good thing." He ignored the other party's words and continued.

"I think I need to find someone else!" He continued without answering him.

The man in black looked tired, closed his eyes, and breathed evenly.

He sighed helplessly, covered him with a quilt, blew out the lamp, closed the door from the outside, and returned to his room.

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"He has been following me for a long time." In the carriage, there were two people, one black and one white. The man in white seemed to be asking the man in black.

"Let the horse go faster." The man in black said expressionlessly, paying no attention to the boy who kept trotting behind him.

"Didn't the prince say that he would kill him if we met him again? When do you plan to do it?" the man asked with an almost provocative tone.

The man in black glanced at him and said with a smile: "Fengfeng is so anxious to want him to die? I have so many plum blossom needles in my hand that I won't be stingy with this one." As he spoke, he was already playing with a silver needle in his hand.

Baiyi shook his head helplessly and said: "It's rare for you to be in such a good mood. I don't know if what happens next will disturb the prince." After saying that, he opened the curtain and whispered a few words in the ear of the "groomman".

The carriage traveled for nearly a day and had already left Hancheng.

The silence on the green forest path was eerie. Although it was early autumn, the fallen leaves had already piled up all over the path, and the carriage made a rustling sound when it rolled up.

Not far away, a little boy was still running, panting.

When he saw the carriage stopped, the boy's face showed joy. He quickened his pace and ran over, but found that no one was there. He opened the curtain and found no one. The boy looked around, but was suddenly pressed against the carriage by someone.

When the boy saw the other party's dress, his fear disappeared.

"You've been following him for so long, you're quite capable!" The man in black walked out of the forest, his face expressionless, and it was hard to tell whether he was praising or belittling him.

The man holding him down also let him go.

The boy ignored the man in black and instead smiled at the man in white behind him.

Then he put his hands on his hips and said loudly: "Hey! Don't you remember me? I am your savior!"

Although he is a boy, his laughter has a girlish quality, that kind of innocent, natural and heartfelt laughter that the other three have never seen before.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the forest and hit his back. His whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of gold. In addition, his hearty smile did not blend in with his dirty clothes.

But in the eyes of everyone, it is so harmonious.

"Of course I remember. I wonder why my benefactor came here all the time?" The man in white broke the silence and asked with a smile.

"Seeing that you are very rich and powerful, why don't you come hang out with me from now on? If you are missing an arm or a leg, my generation of miracle doctors will guarantee to help you reconnect it. Of course, I won't ask for anything else, as long as you

Just provide food and accommodation! How about it?" the boy said proudly.

The man in black laughed for a while and said: "The forest is really big, and there are all kinds of birds! The jokes told by this little brother are enough to make me laugh for a lifetime." The other two people also snickered.

"You have very good medical skills! You also have great endurance! You are calm in times of danger and very courageous. What is your name?" the man in white continued to ask.

"Don't give up!" the boy shouted.

After saying that, the man in white and the "groomman" looked at the man in black at the same time.

"Take him with you!" The man in black took the lead in entering the carriage.

"That's great!" The boy happily pulled the man in black and jumped onto the carriage, sitting side by side with him. The man quietly moved inside, and the boy shamelessly squeezed inside.

Then he smiled at the man in white across from him and said, "Brother Egg, you are so kind!" The boy kept laughing and looking at him, which made the man in white a little embarrassed.

"It's Ji Dan, the season of autumn, the Dan of Danqing!" the man in white explained with a smile.

"What about uncle? What's his name?" The boy turned around and asked again regardless of Ji Dan's explanation.

Qingfeng looked at the man in black, paused for a moment, and said in a searching voice as low as possible: "My surname is Mo Minli, Mo Li, have you ever heard of it?"

"Mo Li?!" He put his hand on his chin and thought for a long time before saying: "Is it famous? I don't think I know, but it has the same meaning as my name!" He suddenly understood and patted Mo Li on the shoulder and said: "

It turns out we are the same family!"

Mo Li was patted by him for a while, and impatiently squeezed in again. He coughed a few times, and said tentatively: "This surname is not just for anyone!"

"Of course, I will not give up on the famous generation of miracle doctors. Whoever takes my surname Mo will definitely be a blessing earned through eight lifetimes of cultivation!" After saying that, he patted Mo Li hard and said, "Uncle, don't you think so?"

Li Qiye did not answer, his forehead was full of black lines, and he tried hard to suppress his anger.

"Then why are you called Mo Qi?" Ji Dan asked again.

The boy's smile suddenly disappeared, and he lowered his head and said: "Originally, I was just called an abandoned child. Do you know that abandoned child? It means being wanted, not having a father or a mother!" The boy was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he explained.

After a while, he added: "Later I learned some words and thought it would be better to put Mo in front. Mo Qi, look at how nice it is to have a name and a surname!" the boy said with a smile.

Neither of them spoke, and the carriage became silent again.

But the boy didn't notice at all and said with a smile: "That's great! Look, there is one more Li Moli. Moli Moli, that's great!"

"Smiling and then lowering his head, he said solemnly: "Is Uncle Mo Li like an abandoned child? He named himself Mo Li after his parents left?"

Speaking of this, no one answered, and the air seemed to freeze. Ji Dan raised his head and looked at Mo Li opposite, but Mo Li still had no expression, but he pulled up the curtain of the window and stared outside. Through the gap, the breeze saw

The last trace of light outside also faded away, the branches of the leaves were swaying, and the shadows overlapped.

"Is my brother a high-ranking official?" Mo Qi was extremely curious about these people. Even when night fell, he still kept asking questions.

"Just an idler." Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Well, that's good!" Mo Qi nodded with satisfaction.

"What about you?" Qingfeng asked tentatively.

"Me!" Mo Qi patted his chest and said, "As a doctor, of course I have to practice medicine everywhere. It's rare that everyone can trust my medical skills and they won't starve to death." Mo Qi's voice was loud and he looked confident.

Make Qingfeng feel funny.

"If you keep arguing, get out of here!" Li Li, who was resting on the carriage, cursed impatiently.

Seeing that he had his eyes closed, Mo Qi made a face at him, and then he and Qingfeng secretly smiled.

As darkness fell, the carriage became quiet again.

In the green forest, I could only hear the occasional sound of birds flapping their wings.

In the direction of Kemo City, dark clouds were rolling over the city, brewing a storm that had not come for a long time.

"Uncle, look at Mo Li and Mo Qi! Mo Li and Mo Qi! It's so good!"

Years later

When they thought of this sentence, none of them had ever thought that they could really never give up.

But the last, the last,

Who left whom?
Chapter completed!