But I Have A Mountain Ch. 48

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Chapter 48: The first murder

"Who are you? Do you know where this is? How dare you steal into Mo's house!"

Chunlan held a bouquet of flowers tightly in the garden, and stared nervously at the two tall men in black who met on a narrow road.

She didn't dare to scream, for fear that she would be killed if she screamed.

"The Mo family's guards are strong, I urge you to hurry up..." The

maid fell to the ground softly, and the third man with the chopper sneered, the three of them were like a nine secluded hell.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink!"

The bouquet of flowers that Mrs. 9 liked fell and withered in the grass.

In the bamboo courtyard, the baby fell asleep peacefully, and the Ninth Lady was anxiously pacing around the room.

After a long time, the spring breeze blew in, and a person wearing a star and wearing a moon was waited by someone to push the door and enter.

"Why is my sister a little anxious? Is there something wrong?" The man was well-dressed and had a dignified smile.

Ninth Madam: "Greetings to the First Madam!"

"Get up, you have just given birth, so you shouldn't be tired, if others see it." She casually drank tea: "It won't end well

. " Jiu Madam was shocked.

The eldest lady smiled and raised her head: "Is my sister right?"

"...Yes"

"Why don't you see Chunlan who is waiting for your sister ? She didn't share the worries for her master, so what's the use of it? Did she bring it from outside? I'll go back and give my sister a meeting. It's going to

happen ." The ninth lady gritted her teeth, her face paled: "...Yes." The

eldest lady smiled even more, and left like a peacock with a victory.

Papa, the silent beams squeaked softly, the Ninth Lady raised her head, and the shadow was under her hood.

In the pen, ink, paper and inkstone shop, Mu Qingchen looked at Jiang Huiying expressionlessly: "So you even brought her son out together..."

Jiang Huiying: "..."

Mr. Wei smoothed things out: "Master Jiang is kind-hearted, Mrs. Ninth is away, and children cannot be separated from their family."

Mu Qingchen sighed, still immersed in the picture of Jiang Huiying holding the child with one hand and one hand: "The problem is the situation over there. The difference is that the eldest lady is full of malice towards the ninth lady, and she is afraid that she will be found missing. Anyway, can you wake her up?"

Jiang Huiying tapped on the person a few times, the young and beautiful woman woke up faintly, and raised her eyes to meet a few people , backed back in panic, looked around, found the baby sleeping peacefully on the bed, and held him tightly in his arms, his eyes full of vigilance.

The fierce-looking Jiang Huiying stepped back, and Mu Qingchen, who was easy to get along with, smiled not far or near: "Don't be afraid, we have no ill intentions."

"Just curious, what does this mean?"

She took out a note, nine When Madam saw the font on it, her face changed a bit: "I don't know!"

"You sent someone to send it, how could you not know it?"

"I don't!"

Mu Qingchen said, "Don't worry, my wife and I are not on the same road. Mrs.

Jiu was suspicious, thinking of something, her eyes were full of sadness and panic, and she shook her head like crazy: "I don't know! I don't know anything! Let us go!" Can't

ask anything, Mrs. Jiu's current spirit is very wrong, she can only give Send it back to Mo's house.

When Jiang Huiying came back again, it was already late at night. Mu Qingchen said goodbye to Wei Lao, and told Jiang Huiying to go to Mo's house tomorrow. Madam Jiu was so sure that something was abnormal, and we were probably all in the game.

The night in Qian'an City is not very lively. The streets and alleys are full of men drinking flowers and wine, as well as homeless animals and beggars.

Mu Qingchen gave them some food when they were passing by, and they formed a lot of good relationships. When they were about to leave the city, there was a smell of blood.

"It's dead!"

The watchman shouted, and the voice stopped abruptly. In the darkness, a group of people rushed towards them. When they saw the two people who had seen the road, they stopped in the distance and chatted a few words. Someone came with a knife. Another part disappeared into the night.

"If you want to blame it, it's the wrong timing of your appearance. Don't take the night road in the next life!" The leader sneered : "Others, follow me!" People are well-trained and lethal with knives. A burst of weapons collided. Mu Qingchen, who was pushed into the dark, crouched in the corner, watching the battle where he could barely see his figure, and his heart was in his throat.

The warm breath touched her ankle, and she turned back suddenly, frightened, and a puppy was sticking its tongue out in goodwill.

Mu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the endless darkness behind her, as if some giant beast would appear inside at any time, she heard footsteps.

"Who?"

"Who's there?"

No one answered. Under the moonlight, the icy weapon reflected a little cold light.

"Ah!!" A shrill scream pierced the silence, Jiang Huiying killed the last killer, his pupils shrank suddenly and rushed into the darkness, the blood dripping sword in his hand hurriedly shot, stabbing into the darkness and raising a tall shadow.

The warm blood sprayed, Mu Qingchen sniffed the smell of rust in his nose, and let go of his hands to spawn a branch that grew several times larger. .

"Wow!" She turned around and ran a few steps and vomited, and the body fell heavily on the ground.

He wiped his mouth with the handkerchief Jiang Huiying handed over, trembling all over, his face pale and whispering: "I killed!"

Jiang Huiying: "No"

"He died!"

"I killed"

"I killed!"

Jiang Huiying Huiying stared at the person who was trembling and repeating the two sentences repeatedly, he hugged Huifeng in his arms, and glanced at the dead city gate guard and beater as he passed by the city gate.

After Mu Qingchen returned to the peak, he huddled in his room and closed the door. No one would see him. Jiang Huiying explained the situation to the people outside, and distributed the purchases to the two children. trip.

With five plum blossoms leading the way, the two quickly found the residence of the genius doctor Xuechen.

Mu Wanshen put the two children to sleep, boiled water and put it in the bathroom, and called Mu Qingchen to take a bath.

Mu Qingchen was so quiet that he did what he did, and when he returned to his room and lay on the bed like a puppet, Mu Wan said deeply.

"He did it first, you didn't do it on purpose, don't take it to heart."

The man on the bed closed his eyes silently without saying a word.

Mu Wanshen told her many old and old stories, and finally left with a sigh. Her daughter has been growing up in peace and stability, how has she ever seen a dead person? It took me a long time to get used to it the first time I killed myself.

At midnight, Jiang Huiying, who had returned from the Sixth Mountain, boiled tranquilizers under the guidance of Mu Wanshen, Yan Rongnian slipped under Mu Qingchen's window, ran over after a while and said, "She's sitting on the bed."

Mu Wanshen shook his head: "This child has never cried since she was a child. It's better when she cries."

She rambled about her daughter's past, and the two listened quietly. Witnessing the dead is a must for every high-ranking person, but the environment is different. , the acceptance status is different.

After the medicine was ready, Mu Wanshen poured a bowl: "I hope the tranquilizer can make her sleep well."

Jiang Huiying asked everyone to rest, and knocked on the door with the medicine.

The door slammed three times, but no one responded. He walked in, put the medicine on the table, closed the window, and kept the same posture as Mu Qingchen, who was looking at the sky, lowered his head, lay down in the bed, and buried his head in the quilt.

Jiang Huiying knew that she was not asleep, so she said calmly.

"When you were eight years old, you and your aunt jumped off a cliff, and I was being held by a group of people, who covered my mouth."

He saw that the person on the bed did not move.

"On the way back, I bit and scratched, injured one person and fled. They took me back. The person who made me escape was cut up in front of me by five horses, and then told me that if he escaped, he would end up like him."

"But I still ran away, but they didn't really kill me. Every time they would tie the careless person in front of me."

The man in the quilt exposed half of his head and said sullenly, "Every time in front of you?"

Jiang Huiying nodded: "Well, with all kinds of tragic situations, I gradually understand that they want to scare me, so that I don't dare to die, they need me alive."

"Why are they so hateful!

" , every time I can't, they think that threats can make me feel safe, but if I see more deaths, I won't be afraid." What

he said was light, but it was just a trivial matter, Mu Qingchen was ashamed to hear it, when he was eight years old, he I can face it, why can't I?

In the 21st century, I am used to a peaceful life, but I don't know the real evil in the world.

She got up and hugged the person who told those years plainly, and said dully: "Don't use your pain

to comfort me" Jiang Huiying: "It's not painful"

Mu Qingchen: "But I'm listening, I feel bad in my heart"

Jiang Huiying calmly My heart trembled, I have been accustomed to indifferent things over the years, and in these words, I finally felt a little pain after a long absence.

He said: "It's over, those people were all killed by me."

Because people are different, Mu Qingchen didn't feel any fear of the bloody words, but whispered guilt: "My mother and I have always known that you were in Kyoto, but we Calm, I didn't tell you, I'm sorry for letting you suffer for so many years..."

Jiang Huiying: "..."

Mu Qingchen said again: "I'm sorry!"

The memory of Da Mengyi replayed the scene of jumping off a cliff ten years ago over and over again. , The dark clouds covered the moon and the crows croaked at night. The eight-year-old child was imprisoned, unable to make a sound, unable to move, and his eyes were splitting as he watched the last relative in this world be forced to die.

He was so heartbroken back then.

Mu Qingchen apologized again and again: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

If my mother had chosen to tell Jiang Huiying, who was far away in Kyoto, the news that everyone was alive...

Mu Qingchen felt guilty and heartbroken, Jiang Huiying's ten years of torment was the fault of her and her mother!

What qualifications do I have to want to be close to him? I should... I should... She pulled away, really wanted to hide alone.

Jiang Huiying held down her body that wanted to move, "Don't move"

for a while, and after a long time, he hoarse his voice: "I don't blame you, that kind of situation is not suitable for breaking out, everyone is staring at me, a little change It can cause an uproar.”

Auntie is right to do this, if she can’t stand the hardship, everyone will not be able to meet in ten years.

Mu Qingchen felt her shoulders wet, the man seemed to be crying, the two of them were silent for a long time, her back was tapped a few times, and the drowsiness was overwhelming.

Jiang Huiying took the spoon and fed the tranquilizer one by one, carefully wiped the residue from the corners of her mouth, and watched silently for a long time, her fingers that had been forbearing slowly hung up, stretched out to the tightly closed reddish eyebrows, and when they were about to touch, she was electrocuted. Generally open.

He put his hands in his sleeves, stared deeply, then packed up the bowl and spoon, lit a new candle, and sat quietly guarding it.

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