Xiaoxiao's eyes were dim and distant, standing firmly in the snow.
"Xiaobao, let's go."
Mu Xiaobao jumped back and said, "Mom, it's not dark yet."
"It will get dark soon. Let's go back and rest and leave early tomorrow."
Shuixiao looked at the mother and son who were about to leave, thought for a moment, and then slowly said, "I heard from senior brother that you are friends with Anluo King Baili Jinyun?"
"What do you want to say, Master?"
Xiao Xiao's tone was unclear, and his voice was clear and high-pitched, "It's nothing, I just heard my senior brother mention Luoyan City."
"How is Elder Tie's disciple?"
"Has been officially expelled from the division."
Mu Lingbo said in a gloating tone, "What a pity."
Shuixiao asked again, "Xuan Ye appears in Luoyan City?"
Mu Lingbo turned around and said, "Since Elder Tie has reported everything, why bother asking more."
"Do you recognize Xuan Ye?" His tone had always been calm, but now there was a hint of surprise.
"I don't really recognize you." Mu Lingbo replied lazily, "Good night, Master."
It wasn't until the two of them disappeared into the heavy snow that the smoky gray figure on the snow disappeared.
"Who is that uncle, mother? Who is the sect owner of? Do you know Uncle Beauty?" Back at the inn, Mu Xiaobao couldn't help but be curious.
Mu Lingbo patted a few snowflakes on his body and said, "I don't know what the kid is doing asking so many questions. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. I will spend nothing with them tomorrow morning."
"Mom, do you know how Uncle Ji died?"
Mu Lingbo said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I wasn't the one who killed my mother. This person is so unpleasant, so it's not surprising that he was killed out of anger."
Mu Xiaobao's eyes were as bright as stars, "Why did mother go to Uncle Ji with the wine bottle that time?"
Mu Lingbo knocked him on the head, "Mother didn't poison him, and he didn't drink the pot of wine. In short, we have seen it, so we should stop meddling in other people's business. Otherwise, people will say that we have gone too far.
Disaster will follow wherever it goes, and we are not Conan."
"But Xiaobao really wants to be Conan, isn't he very powerful?"
Mu Lingbo pinched his little face and said, "You are much better than him, okay? You are a swordsman! Conan can only play football when he is in danger, but you can also hit people!"
Mu Xiaobao got some comfort, "Okay, that's what mother said."
Mu Lingbo's eyes flashed with a gleam of cunning, and he immediately took out a book of math problems and threw it over, "Come on, continue to learn math. If you don't want to learn math and want to be Conan, I should give you a few more science courses!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mu Xiaobao burst into tears as soon as he saw the math problem.
After locking Mu Xiaobao in the room, Mu Lingbo went for a walk in the village, but Mo Jiuling was nowhere to be seen.
It's getting dark, and there are very few people walking around in the village.
Under the dark night, the snow has gradually stopped.
Mu Lingbo bought some dry food and snacks. When he turned around, he seemed to see a silhouette of a person passing by.
The speed was so amazing that she could hardly see anything clearly.
Subconsciously following him, she realized that in just a blink of an eye, she seemed to have confirmed who the other party was.
Outside the village, the foothills are deserted and you can see far away at a glance.
There was a person lying on the ancient tree with his back against the mountain. Mu Lingbo jumped up and climbed up the tree and found that it was Mo Jiuling hiding here.
Mo Jiuling said boredly, "This place is easy to hide. You can see clearly when someone appears, and there is no second place to hide."
