Mo Xiaoyu is very smart, especially after so many years of working as a clerk, he knows better what it means to observe people's emotions. There is no doubt that after Mu Yi showed the paper-cut, he regarded Mu Yi as one of his own.
Especially after Mu Yi inadvertently exuded that trace of murderous intent, he consciously told everything without Mu Yi asking. As for the purpose of his attack, Mu Yi knew it, but he didn't do it because of it.
angry.
From Mo Xiaoyu's narration, Mu Yi learned the general story of what happened. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are fights.
Mo Xiaoyu led Mu Yi to a secluded house soon. As soon as he entered, Mu Yi smelled a strong smell of herbs, and at the same time he saw Mr. Mo making medicine in the yard.
A few years later, although the other person had changed a lot, Mu Yi still recognized him at a glance.
"Ah, shopkeeper, didn't I tell you, wait until I come back to do this kind of thing." Mo Xiaoyu entered the yard and began to mutter, and quickly came to the old man's side and snatched the fan from his hand.
"No, it's just a small problem. I'm not old enough to move." Although Mr. Mo said this, he still let Mo Xiaoyu snatch the fan away. And from the tone of his words to Mo Xiaoyu, it was clear that
Just treat him like his nephew.
"Okay, okay, I know you're not old yet, so I'm bringing you someone today to say that he knows you, so hurry up and say hello." Mo Xiaoyu muttered.
"Oh, you know me?" Mr. Mo then looked at Mu Yi, but because Mu Yi was wearing a bamboo hat, he couldn't see anything at all.
In fact, he already knew it from the moment Mu Yi came in.
"Old Mo." Mu Yi said and took off the bamboo hat. As for the human skin mask, he still wore it on his face. It's not that he can't trust the other party, but he just needs to be on guard against others, which will save him a lot of money later.
explain.
"Who are you?" Mr. Mo stared at Mu Yi with a pair of cloudy eyes. At this time, he looked no different from an ordinary old man who was aging.
Mu Yi didn't waste any time and directly took out the token that Jia Guanggun gave him.
Mr. Mo suddenly trembled, his eyes shot out two rays of light, and he stared at the token in Mu Yi's hand. Even Mo Xiaoyu next to him was startled by Mr. Mo's sudden change, but he just looked at it.
Mu Yi glanced at it and just kept cooking the medicine there.
Mu Yi did not urge him, he just held the token and waited for Mr. Mo to speak.
After a long time, Mr. Mo closed his eyes, but two lines of tears slowly flowed down. From his trembling body, you can see his emotional fluctuations at the moment, and it can make an old man shed tears, and the emotions contained in them are even more powerful.
It's hard to explain in words.
"How did he die?" Mr. Mo took a deep breath and asked slowly.
"Killed by me." Mu Yi didn't hide anything and said directly.
"Clang!"
As soon as Mu Yi finished speaking, there was the sound of something being knocked over next to him, and Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth wide and looked at Mu Yi in disbelief.
"Hey, I knew there would be such a day." Unexpectedly, Mr. Mo did not get angry because of this, but shook his head and asked.
"Why did Mr. Mo know that he was dead?" Mu Yi said as he stepped forward and handed the token into Mr. Mo's hand. However, during this process, Mo Xiaoyu on the side looked nervously, for fear of
Will Mu Yi do anything to harm Mr. Mo?
In fact, after Mu Yi said that he killed him, Mo Xiaoyu already regretted that he should have brought Mu Yi here without really finding out the details of Mu Yi. Fortunately, Mu Yi did not do anything.
He just handed the token to Mr. Mo, took two steps back and stood there.
"With his character, if he wasn't dead, how could he let someone send this token back?" Mr. Mo touched the token with his hand and said in a low tone.
"Then Mr. Mo doesn't hate me? After all, he died in my hands." Mu Yi asked again. After all, Jia Guangguan is Mr. Mo's junior brother, and Mr. Mo also has deep feelings for him.
However, that kind of feeling was buried deep in his heart because of those changes in the past.
Jia Guangguan's obsession to death is similar to that of Mo Lao.
"He could die in your hands and at the same time hand over the token to you. Obviously he deserves it. And he doesn't even hate you, so I have no reason to hate you?" Old Mo put the token away and looked at it.
Zhu Muyi continued: "Come with me."
After Mr. Mo finished speaking, he said directly without even looking at Mo Xiaoyu who had already stood up: "Xiaoyu, go and guard the door."
Guard? What's there to guard? Mr. Mo clearly didn't want Mo Xiaoyu to listen to this, because sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. By doing this, he was actually protecting Mo Xiaoyu.
"Okay, shopkeeper." Mo Xiaoyu suddenly became listless, but he still walked towards the door obediently. Obviously, he also understood what Mr. Mo really meant.
Mu Yi followed Mr. Mo into the room. He saw that the walls of the room were covered with various paper-cuts. People, animals, insects and birds were not only lifelike, but also perfectly integrated together. They looked like a big world, obviously from another world.
A kind of "Along the River During Qingming Festival" in a sense.
After Mu Yi sat down on the chair, Mr. Mo said, "Although I had expected such a day for a long time, I still didn't expect that this day would come so soon."
"Everything in the world is unpredictable, Mr. Mo would like to express my condolences." Mu Yi said, although in his opinion, Jia Guanggun deserved his punishment, but he did not regret killing him in the first place, even though he was a pitiful man.
Mu Yi's words of comfort at this moment were also sincere. Jia Guanggun is Jia Guanggun, and Mr. Mo is Mr. Mo. And from Jia Guanggun's mouth, Mu Yi also knew what happened back then. Jia Guanggun felt uncomfortable, and this Mo Mo was in front of him.
Old man, how can you feel better when you see your father and junior sister die tragically with your own eyes?
I am afraid that the pain in his heart is not less than that of Jia Guangguan, but more.
"I should have seen you before, right?" Suddenly, Mr. Mo looked at Mu Yi and said.
"Where did Mr. Mo say that?" Mu Yi was slightly startled, neither admitting nor denying.
"Although I am not as good as my junior brother in terms of paper-cutting qualifications, I am more sensitive to a person's aura. Even if I change the skin, the aura will not change. Moreover, the art of painting skin is the secret of my paper-cutting. You...
The human skin mask can hide it from others, but it cannot hide it from me." Mr. Mo said directly.
"As Mr. Mo said, I met Mr. Mo once with my master a few years ago." Since the other party had spoken to this extent, Mu Yi naturally no longer concealed anything and directly took off the human skin mask on his face.
, naturally, the unshaved head was also exposed.
Mr. Mo looked at Mu Yi in ecstasy, and after a while he said, "The little baby back then has grown up."
"So Mr. Mo still remembers me?" Mu Yi couldn't help but say. After all, it's one thing to have a familiar smell, but it's another thing to be able to recognize my face.
"Of course I remember, how could I not remember?" Mr. Mo shook his head, and then asked: "How is your master now?"
"Master, he has passed away." Mu Yi's voice suddenly became deeper, perhaps because Mr. Mo reminded him of what happened back then.
"Dead?" Upon hearing Mu Yi's words, Mr. Mo's brows suddenly furrowed, and his expression seemed to be in disbelief, "How could he be dead?"
"Master, his health is not very good. He has been wandering around the world for so long. In his own words, he deserves to die. Moreover, I saw him die with my own eyes, and I also guarded and buried him. But later he
Something happened, and I'm looking for someone now." Although the old man in front of him was an old friend and might have something to do with the old man, Mu Yi still didn't tell him about the old man's corpse.
As a disciple, it is unfilial to not let his master be buried in peace, but to destroy his body after death. If he doesn't get it back, he may have an uneasy conscience and even become a demon in his life.
"How could this happen?" Mr. Mo was still mumbling to himself, as if Lao Dao's death was more difficult for him to accept than Jia Guangguan's death.
"Mr. Mo seems to be very familiar with my master?" Looking at Mr. Mo's appearance, Mu Yi asked with a thought.
"After all, he saved my life, so how could I not be familiar with him?" Mr. Mo shook his head repeatedly, and even sighed again at the end.
Hearing this, Mu Yi was obviously stunned. After all, he had never heard the old Taoist talk about this matter, and according to the time calculation, the old Taoist should have saved him before he picked him up. In other words, it was at least eight years.
What happened before.
"Does Mr. Mo know who injured my master back then?" Mu Yi asked immediately. In fact, this matter has always been brooding in his heart, because according to what the old man said, his strength was almost the second in that year.
It's difficult to reach the top, but a big battle with his enemy resulted in the root being injured, which was the main reason why he died in the end.
In the past, Mu Yi didn't ask who Lao Dao's enemy was because he didn't believe those words. However, it was only after Lao Dao died that he realized that his words were true, but he would never know Lao Dao's identity again.
Who is the enemy?
Moreover, it seemed that the old man had no intention of telling him at all, perhaps because he was worried that he would overestimate his capabilities and seek revenge on the other party, or perhaps because the enemy was already dead and all the smoke disappeared.
But this did not prevent Mu Yi from wanting to know what exactly happened that year and who the old enemy was.
Originally, he thought that the truth of all this was destined to not be found, but unexpectedly, the relationship between Mr. Mo and Lao Dao was so deep. Even his life was saved by Lao Tao. No wonder Lao Tao would take him to find each other, but what happened between the two back then?
But he had no idea what was going on. After all, he was still young at that time, and the conversation between the two avoided him.
It was precisely because of this that Mu Yi wanted to find out the truth about that year from the other party.
(The second update is here! There will definitely be a third chapter tonight!) (To be continued)
