Thinking of this, Lu Qingshan's steps suddenly stopped.

Zang Xiaojian, who was following him step by step, was thinking about his own thoughts. Without paying attention, he bumped into Lu Qingshan's back.

"What are you doing?!" Zang Xiaojian covered his nose and looked at Lu Qingshan with wide eyes, full of innocence and anger.

"Are you still following me? The person you're looking for has been found, and it's almost time for us to go our separate ways." Lu Qingshan chuckled.

"Ah?" Zang Xiaojian blinked several times before he reacted and mumbled a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this something I'm used to..."

"Then let's say goodbye here, and then we'll all have to rely on our abilities." After Lu Qingshan said this, he turned around and left very neatly.

"Wait!" Zang Xiaojian subconsciously grabbed Lu Qingshan who was about to leave.

Lu Qingshan turned around, "Huh?"

The little girl raised her head and stared into Lu Qingshan's eyes without blinking. She thought for a while and said solemnly: "Most of the credit for finding Xue Zhuyong belongs to you. I will not take advantage of others by hiding the sword.

Consider this a favor that I owe you."

Looking at Zang Xiaojian's serious face, Lu Qingshan smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll remember it."

This time, Lu Qingshan really left.

Seeing Lu Qingshan gradually go away, Zang Xiaojian waved his fist at Lu Qingshan's back and raised his momentum, "Although you, Lu Qingshan, have many ideas, I, Zang Xiaojian, will not give in easily, and.

.....Hmph, we’ll see!”

Zang Xiaojian put down his fist, and Xue Zhuyong's sarcastic tone came to mind again, and his momentum suddenly fell to the bottom again. He frowned, full of distress, "But what should we do?"

…

"We are really separated like this." King Xishu was a little reluctant to hide the little sword.

It has always regarded Zang Xiaojian as its confidant.

"Who makes us all want that three-foot blade?" Lu Qingshan was very open-minded.

"Isn't it just a sword? Is it necessary..." King Xishu muttered. In his mind, a sword is not as practical as a big meal.

"Huh?" Xi Shu looked up at the surrounding environment and asked in surprise: "Are we going back?"

"Yes." Lu Qingshan nodded.

If you want to get a three-foot forward from Xue Zhuyong, first of all, it will definitely not work to grab it hard.

Just relying on Xue Zhuyong's method of integrating artistic conception into ordinary wood carvings is enough to show that at least on Jiaolong Island, Xue Zhuyong's strength is among the top three, and may even be the capital of Quebec.

The fact that Xue Zhuyong hung the Sanchifeng so casually on the wall does not mean that he does not value the Sanchifeng, but because he is confident that no one can take the sword away from him.

Then there is only one way left, trading.

Although Xue Zhuyong made it clear that Sanchifeng was not for sale, Lu Qingshan knew that if it was a foreign object, there would be no such thing as not for sale.

The so-called not-for-sale product is nothing more than the buyer's offering of chips being insufficient.

If you want your chips to satisfy Xue Zhuyong, you must first understand his needs and then prescribe the right medicine.

If he wants nothing else, then you have to create a need for him.

The extremely ambiguous identity origins of Mo Yan and Mrs. Mo, as well as the wood carvings of Mrs. Mo placed in Xue Zhuyong's shop, are the most likely breakthrough points.

Also, what he learned from the shopkeeper of the tailor shop that made him feel extremely strange also made Lu Qingshan vaguely think of something.

There is only one thread missing in this. If he finds this thread, he will be able to figure out the ins and outs of the entire story line and the truth behind the destruction of the Mo family.

…

"Fellow Daoist Lu left and returned very quickly. It looks like he has gained a lot?" Mo Yan opened the door and saw Lu Qingshan standing at the door. He teased him leisurely, then looked out and saw that

He discovered that Zang Xiaojian, who usually followed Lu Qingshan, did not come back with Lu Qingshan. He couldn't help but be shocked and asked: "Where is Miss Zang? Why didn't you come back together?"

"Don't worry about her yet." Lu Qingshan raised his hand and said, "I came back this time for business. I have some questions that I want to find answers to from Mrs. Mo."

"Looking for my mother?" Mo Yan frowned and smelled an unusual aura from Lu Qingshan's understatement.

Lu Qingshan nodded, "Yes, I don't know if it is convenient."

silence.

Mo Yan was silent for a long time, then finally relaxed his brows and agreed: "Come in."

Less than a day later, Lu Qingshan entered Mo Yan's home again, but this time his mood was completely different from the last time.

"I'll go talk to my mother." After Lu Qingshan was brought to the hall, Mo Yan left first.

In order to prevent Mrs. Mo from having many worries due to the existence of King Xishu, Lu Qingshan first took King Xishu back into the spirit beast bag, and then began to sip tea and wait quietly in the hall for news.

Less than a moment.

Mrs. Mo, wearing a light green silk shirt, walked in with smooth steps.

"Yan'er said you wanted to see me for something?" Mrs. Mo's tone was full of curiosity and she couldn't help but look at Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment, and finally decided not to go around the bush, "Mrs. Mo, can you tell me your identity in the Longquan Mo family, and your relationship with the head of the Mo family."

As soon as Lu Qingshan's question came out, Mrs. Mo's face suddenly stiffened.

"Why do you suddenly ask this question?" Mrs. Mo knew that Lu Qingshan would ask this question, and there must be some basis for it, so she did not deny Lu Qingshan's statement.

"I met the head of the Mo family." Lu Qingshan said, "But the strange situation here makes me very curious about what happened back then."

After hearing that Lu Qingshan had met the head of the Mo family, Mrs. Mo's expression was a little complicated. After hesitating for a moment, she said with difficulty: "How is Zhu Yong doing?"

Lu Qingshan noticed Mrs. Mo's title.

Zhu Yong.

It turns out that the name Xue Zhuyong is not a pseudonym?

Then why did the head of the Mo family change his surname from Mo to Xue without even changing his name?

"I should be living a pretty good life," Lu Qingshan said after recalling Xue Zhuyong's daily life.

As soon as Lu Qingshan finished speaking, Mrs. Mo seemed to be relieved, patted her chest, thought for a moment, shook her head at Lu Qingshan, and said slightly apologetically: "I don't want to mention what happened back then."

Lu Qingshan was not in a hurry, nodded and said: "Since Mrs. Mo doesn't want to talk about the past again, that's it."

"Mr. Lu, can you please not mention this matter to Yan'er?" Mrs. Mo bit her lip and said, "I have never told him about the Mo family."

"Of course." Lu Qingshan promised, "I will keep it secret."

This trip to look for Mrs. Mo didn't get any practical answers, but it can't be said that it was fruitless.
Chapter completed!