Mo Qing looked at Zhang Xijing step by step on the shore and probably understood.

Zhang Xijing walked ashore in a mess, suddenly felt a little pain in the back of his head, and almost died! Touching the back of his head, looking at Mo Qing's leaving back, he was frightened. If the son-in-law hadn't woken up, he would have really become a water ghost!

Zhang Gui stood not far away and took a look, then turned around and left, not caring about the little tail following behind him.

At the beginning, Liu Ruomeng followed him secretly, but every time he caught him, he simply followed him openly.

At night, the rain stopped.

Everyone was still scared and almost died in the storm.

According to everyone's plan, the mayor asked the entire village to move to a higher terrain.

Yiling Mountain is not high, with a low terrain, surrounded by mountains. After everyone discussed it, they decided to move to the top of Yiling Mountain.

After digging for half a month, a way out was finally dug. In the past half month, the villagers went up the mountain to choose a favorite location to build a new house.

Only the mayor, Zhang Xijing, did not go up the mountain, still lived in the town, Li Liang was still living in the west courtyard, and Zhang Gui was still living in the east courtyard.

The people in the town are sparse. Winter is coming soon in November, and they are all preparing for how to spend the winter.

The weather is getting colder, and Zhang Xue doesn't like to go out anymore, so she likes to stay in the room and squat next to the stove to keep warm. Mo Qing no longer approaches her, she is afraid of the cold, and he can't warm her.

In the study, Zhang Xijing walked around, frightened. After a long time, Zhang Gui pushed the door and entered, and Mo Qing also appeared in the study as soon as possible.

Zhang Xijing pointed to a piece of paper on the table and said, "This is an arrow shot on the door this morning."

The paper says: One life is exchanged for another life, and the little one is exchanged for the life of the old one! See you at Qingtoupo at midnight.

Zhang Gui frowned and said indifferently: "No help."

Zhang Xijing said with a stern face: "She is your grandma! How can she not save her?!"

Mo Qing looked at the arrow next to him, silently picked up the arrow and looked at the sign at the tail of the arrow. He said, "Zhang Tianjun is dead." Put down the arrow.

Zhang Xijing stared at Mo Qing with wide eyes and said in disbelief: "Impossible! Why do you come here to do if you are not alive?"

Mo Qing said: "Life is better than death."

Zhang Xijing's body trembled, sat on the Grand Master's chair, and sighed: "What should I do?"

Zhang Gui said, "You want to hand over Zhang Xue?"

Zhang Xijing's face turned pale and said with no confidence: "He didn't specify that he wanted Zhang Xue."

Mo Qing said: "The youngest person in the Zhang family is Zhang Xue."

Zhang Xijing's face looked like earth, and he didn't know how to make a decision for a while.

Zhang Gui left a sentence: "Don't forget the words of our ancestors." After that, he left.

Zhang Xijing looked up at Mo Qing and asked, "Son-in-law, what should I do? It's not far away from the time of ion."

Mo Qing remained silent, his eyes kept on the sign at the end of the arrow. After a long time, he spoke out: "Where did the Zhang family come from? Why did he get involved with it?"

Zhang Xijing couldn't understand what Mo Qing meant and replied: "The Zhang family has been a mountain villager for generations. Once in a while, they saved a Taoist priest once and got some skills to subdue demons and demons. They never produced any big shots. They were a small farmer who was honest and merely divided."

Mo Qing looked at Zhang Xijing thoughtfully, and a cluster of flames floated out from his fingertips, and the dark blue ghost fire swallowed the paper.

The study door was pushed open, Zhang Xue poked her head and came in, and said with a smile: "Dad, husband, why are you not sleeping yet! Mom will be unhappy again afterwards!"

When Zhang Xijing saw Zhang Xue, he felt sad. He walked over and held her little hand and said, "Why is Xue'er not sleeping yet? Be careful to turn into a panda eye!"

When Zhang Xue came in, Mo Qing put away the arrow and looked at Zhang Xue acting coquettishly in Zhang Xijing's arms with doting eyes.

As midnight approached, Huang Ranzhu coaxed Zhang Xue to sleep and watched Zhang Xijing go out. Fortunately, Mo Qing followed her and dared to let go of her hanging heart.

Zhang Xijing walked in front silently. The cold wind blew over and the whole person shivered, tightened his collar and shrank his head.

Mo Qing gradually disappeared behind him.

Zhang Xijing sighed and said, "Son-in-law, I'll have trouble waiting..." When he looked back, he saw that Mo Qing had disappeared without a trace. He sighed and continued to rush forward.

I didn't think about where Mo Qing was going, but continued to think about what to do later? I don't know who the enemy is? I don't know what my mother is now? Is it really no longer alive as Mo Qing said?

I thought about it all the way, and I came to Qingtoupo without I knowing it.

On a quiet night, there are fireflies with lights in the water plants. The night sky washed by the rain is clean and thorough, the stars are shining in the sky, and the bright moonlight is like silver.

The river water on Qingtoupo was flowing quietly, and a trace of fog appeared on the water surface. In the hazy, you could see several figures standing on the water surface.

Zhang Xijing stood on the shore, trying hard to see who was standing on the water, shouting: "Hey! I am Zhang Xijing! I'm here! Where is my mother?! Hello!"

After a while, the figures on the water were shaking, but no one responded to Zhang Xijing's words.

Zhang Xijing was anxious and wanted to go over, but there was no boat crossing the river, so he was anxious, and at this moment, Mo Qing was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but shout again: "Hey! Talk! I'm Zhang Tianjun's son! Hey-"

No one responded to Zhang Xijing, and there was a voice of an update from afar, and it was already three times.

The figures in the fog were shaking, and the thick fog filled. I gradually saw the figures clearly, and the evening breeze rose gently.

Zhang Xijing didn't dare to blink for a moment, and stood nervously and uneasy, with a few deep footprints stepping out of the wetlands.

A boat was shaking over, and there was a man in black robe standing on the boat. His face was under the black robe, with a strange mask, which seemed to be laughing but not laughing, and cried but not crying. A man in black robe with a gold-edged black robe sat in the middle of the boat, wearing half a mask.

Zhang Xijing hurriedly said, "Where is my mother!" He looked over and did not see Zhang Tianjun's elderly figure, and his anxiety became even heavier.

The person sitting in the middle of the ship spoke: "Where are the hostages for exchange?" The hoarse voice could not tell the male, female, old and young.

Zhang Xijing frowned and said, "I want to see my mother first. Who knows if you are lying to me?"

As soon as the words were finished, a man in black robe threw a package and threw it on the ground at Zhang Xijing's feet.

Zhang Xijing was frightened and picked up the package on the ground. There was some sticky liquid. He opened the bag tremblingly. One arm appeared in front of him, and there was a jade ring on his finger. Seeing the jade ring, his heart was half cold. He said tremblingly: "Is my mother still alive?"

The man in black robe sitting in the center said, "Of course. We have demonstrated our sincerity, and that girl can hand over it."

Zhang Xijing's face was even worse, I wonder what to do?

The man in black robe sitting in the center said again: "I will give you another day to consider it. It will be here at the time of the middle of the morning."

Zhang Xijing nodded helplessly, looked up again, and the thick fog was shrouded in the mist, and the figures in the mist were shaking and gradually disappeared into the mist.
Chapter completed!