Yun Ling looked at him, her face full of seriousness: "I am her aunt, do you think I will harm her?"
The captain didn't say anything, and the two of them were in a stalemate.
It's not that he doesn't believe it, it's that he doesn't dare to gamble with Mo Yunqing's life.
Mo Zhongliang said with some excitement: "Brother Cheng, my ancestor's complexion has improved again."
The captain immediately turned around and saw that Mo Yunqing's expression had indeed improved.
The excitement in my heart suddenly dropped.
Yun Ling looked at the captain and said, "Come out with me."
When the captain heard Yun Ling's words, he pointed at himself: "Me?"
Yun Ling said quietly: "Yeah."
The captain's face darkened slightly and he looked at Yun Ling who was walking out.
Follow him out.
After Yun Ling and the captain went out, the oldest man came up and asked: "He Zhiqing, tell us honestly what happened to our ancestors."
He Lingxu raised his head and looked at him, shook his head and said hoarsely: "Uncle Quan, I don't know either."
Uncle Quan looked at He Lingxu and said nothing, not knowing whether he believed what he said.
No one else spoke either.
After a while, Uncle Quan said: "When we go out, our ancestors will trouble you to take care of us."
He Lingxu said seriously to Uncle Quan and everyone: "It should be."
Everyone just nodded and followed Uncle Quan out.
At this moment, all of them had just returned from work. When they heard that something happened to Mo Yunqing, they came over in a hurry.
The weather is not cool, and with so many of them in the room, there will be a strong smell of sweat.
As soon as they came out of the house, they saw several stools placed in the originally empty yard.
Yun Ling also finished talking to the captain at this time, walked in from the outside door and said: "You guys sit down for a while first, and we will have dinner at home in the evening."
Then I saw several young people walking in carrying things.
Jiang Yuner also walked in carrying something.
"Miss."
Yun Ling said with a gentle face: "Thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Yun'er shook her head and said, "It's not hard, I'll go see the little lady."
Yun Ling hummed.
This young lady made everyone present look at Yun Ling.
Except for Su Lan and the others, no one else knew Yun Ling's identity.
Even the captain didn't know, but he could vaguely guess it.
The news of Mo Yunqing's coma quietly reached the ears of people with ulterior motives.
Originally there were a lot of surveillance people in the town, and Yun Ling made a lot of noise.
A woman who looked somewhat similar to the Mo family came out of the darkness and looked at the man in front of her: "Tonight is the best time for us to take action."
The man turned around and showed his gloomy face: "Then get ready."
When the woman saw that the man did not object to her words, her red lips raised a coquettish smile: "Yes."
After the woman left, a woman who looked exactly like the woman before walked out from behind the screen in the dim room. She twisted her waist and walked to the chair next to the man and sat down.
Her tone was coquettish and a bit yin-yang: "It seems that my sister is in love with Mr. Miserably, and she can't wait to make some achievements."
The man sneered, lifted the woman's chin with his long and slender fingers, looked at her with a gloomy and handsome face with a pair of passionate and sultry peach blossom eyes: "Why are you jealous?"
The woman looked at the man with charming eyes, and her tone was seductive: "Qing Ji doesn't dare."
The man laughed and uttered three words from his thin lips: "Little goblin."
Just when Qing Ji thought she was going to be picked up next, the man pinched her chin, looked at her with cold eyes with passionate peach blossom eyes, and warned her word by word without changing his tone: "Be honest.
Don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, otherwise I will punish you severely."
The last sentence is a bit somber.
Qingji's face turned pale instantly, and the affection in her eyes disappeared instantly.
"Qing Ji understands."
The man released his hand holding her chin, looked back calmly, stood up and said, "Keep her here honestly."
After saying that, he walked out.
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Night falls.
The whole village was quiet except for the chirping of insects in summer.
At this moment, more than a dozen bicycles approached Mojia Village quickly.
The man got off one of the cars and looked at the darkness inside: "Is this right here?"
Qingjun, dressed in night clothes, walked up to her: "Yes."
The man looked at the village without any light, feeling inexplicably uneasy, but she quickly ignored this less obvious uneasiness.
Qingjun had already investigated clearly, and she had endured it for a long time for today: "The person we are looking for does not live close to the villagers, and it has been a very busy time recently, so even if there is a lot of movement, we will not take the person away.
Wake up."
The man trusted her, and after listening to her words, the last trace of worry in his heart disappeared: "Then go in."
Qingjun nodded slightly and gestured to the person behind him.
The people behind him immediately walked in neatly and orderly.
It can be said that there is almost no sound at all.
All the way to Mo Yunqing's home.
The gate was closed and there were shards of glass on the wall.
But none of this troubles them.
Three times, five times and two times, the door that was locked from the inside was pried open.
He carefully pushed open the crack in the door and looked through the crack to see what was going on inside.
Empty.
The man lying on the crack of the door observing made a gesture: safe.
Qingjun glanced at the man beside him.
I saw him walking forward.
The door was pushed open bit by bit.
The situation inside is clear at a glance.
The man stood in the middle of the door, and others walked in from both sides of the man.
In the quiet night, a stumbling sound clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
Everyone immediately froze in place as if the pause button had been pressed.
At this time, a young boy lowered his voice and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's me."
Others looked around warily.
Fortunately, no one was woken up.
Qingyun looked at the young man pitifully and said: "Be careful. If you wake people up, the task will not be completed. Be careful about your life."
The young man shrank his neck and nodded quickly: "Yes, madam."
Walk into the yard and look at the things and rooms around you.
Before they could make any move, a group of people rushed in from outside the door and surrounded them on three levels inside and three outside.
It was a bit sudden, which startled Qingjun and his group.
All of them were holding farm tools.
It is not difficult to tell that they are from the village.
The faces of the man and Qingjun instantly became gloomy and alert.
The stumbling young man was closest to them and said with some trepidation: "Sir, we seem to be surrounded."
The man said nothing and stared at the woman who led the way in from the door.
The originally dark courtyard suddenly became bright and bright.
Their group of people, all dressed in black, looked like a joke in this bright courtyard.
Yun Ling looked at the man and woman guarded in the middle: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The man looked at Yun Ling contemptuously and said, "Mrs. Yun, don't you think these villagers can stop us?"