Chapter 270 The Fox is Caught
Zhang Qiling stared at the direction where the white ghost left, his mind empty in silence and gradually becoming distracted.
He understood what Bai Gui meant. He had no love and was born to be lonely. In fact, it was his destiny to have no partner. There is a popular saying about this destiny: a destiny that brings bad luck to his wife.
Bai Gui can tell fortunes, and he has already told his own fortune.
White ghosts are different from blind people. Blind people can also tell fortunes, but they cannot tell fortunes for themselves.
This is the reason why Bai Gui figured it out in the past three years but still stopped moving forward. Yes, he figured it out.
The blind man had mentioned Bai Gui's affection for Sang Mo. At that time, the blind man still regarded Bai Gui as a potential invisible rival in love. However, after receiving the news that Sang Mo had faked his death in the base, Bai Gui must have fallen into a cycle of self-blame and torture like them.
After three years, Bai Gui sorted out his thoughts and stopped living like a widower with the words "I was born to be alone".
He knew clearly what he wanted, and decisively put an end to the situation where his emotions led his rationality.
The possibility of going forward was cut off before it even started, and the good feelings in my heart were suppressed from sprouting and growing.
Maybe Bai Gui had thought of something else, but he didn't say it.
Zhang Qiling threw all these random thoughts out of his mind and continued to think about where Sang Mo might go.
In the past three years, he has traveled to many places and returned to Motuo every year, wondering whether Sang Mo would go to Mingxi Mountain in Motuo, but he never saw Sang Mo every time he went back.
I don’t know if I missed him because I went back, or if I never went back.
If you really want to avoid someone, there are plenty of ways to do it.
Besides, Sang Mo can also disguise himself, so it seems reasonable that there is no information to be traced.
His thoughts drifted away in silence as Zhang Qiling lit the cigarette he had taken out a long time ago. He remembered the call Hei Xia Zi made to him two months ago. That was the last time they spoke.
The blind man said he was going to Germany, but didn't say when he would return.
Zhang Qiling responded, but he still chose to continue his aimless search and then return to Motuo in the autumn.
The three times I went back to Motuo were in spring, summer and winter, and this time I went back in autumn.
They just informed each other of their destinations and the call ended. He hasn't received any text messages or calls from the blind man recently, and the blind man hasn't returned from Germany yet.
Zhang Qiling smoked in silence. After finishing his cigarette, he simply ate some compressed biscuits and drank some water. Then he stood up and prepared to pick up some dry firewood to make a fire.
It was getting dark, and he planned to rest here for a night before continuing on his journey.
The night was spent with the bonfire burning and extinguishing. As soon as the sky started to brighten, Zhang Qiling cleaned up the fire and left alone.
He had a hunch that there would be no news about Sang Mo in this forbidden area.
This is indeed the case. After entering the forbidden area, not only did they not find Sang Mo, but the mechanisms in the forbidden area were also almost completely destroyed.
It was the masterpiece of the White Ghost, still as simple and crude as ever. It was obvious that the White Ghost came in first and might have taken away the inheritance of the Ancestral Witch.
In the past three years, he has actually heard a lot of news about Bai Gui, and he can guess Bai Gui's intentions. Bai Gui seems to want to collect all the inheritance of the ancestor witches.
As for what to do?
I wasn't sure before, but now I am sure. I collected them and gave them to Sang Mo, perhaps to repay the favor that Yokosuke had shown me verbally or in his heart.
When Zhang Qiling left the forbidden area, he looked at the blue sky and felt a little confused for a moment, not knowing where to look.
In the past three years, I have searched all the places I should have searched, and also looked for places where I guessed Sang Mo would go. Maybe we missed each other, or maybe Sang Mo has never been there. In short, there is no news about Sang Mo.
At this moment, Zhang Qiling really didn't know where to go. He stared at the sky and filtered through the places he had been to. After traveling all over the country, it seemed that Mongolia was the only place he had not been to.
Then go check it out here.
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Capital city, Jiefu.
Ever since the undercover agents and family scums in the mansion were cleared out, the entire Jie mansion has enjoyed a rare peace.
Hundreds of people were involved in this major cleanup, and the operation was so large that even the small fry in the underworld knew the news. They were full of awe for the head of the Xie family, and no one wanted to mess with the cold-blooded and ruthless Xie Yuchen.
After all, he could even kill his own clan members without blinking an eye. In the eyes of this head of the Xie family, it seemed that blood ties were so weak that they could be cut off directly.
For this reason, other families in the Nine Gates were alarmed. Even Chairman Zhang who was in charge of the Crescent Hotel came to visit. It was heard that the second master of the Wu family also flew to the capital specially to meet with the head of the Jie family.
At this moment, in the huge Xie Mansion Theater, Master Wu, who was feared by many people, was sitting in the armchair, holding a teacup in one hand and gently touching the surface of the tea with the cup lid with the other hand. Xie Yuchen was sitting in the armchair to his right.
Xie Yuchen looked focused as he watched the opera on the stage across the lotus pond. He slowly lit a cigarette without paying any attention to the people around him.
Wu Erbai took a sip of tea and put the cup on the tea table. He glanced to the side and said, "Fatty Wang went to Changbai Mountain two days ago. He has a deep brotherly love for Xiao Xie, which is also an advantage."
Xie Yuchen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "Uncle Wu, just say whatever you want to say. I'm not very free recently."
Wu Erbai took the cigar and scissors handed to him by Erjing. He said as he cut the cigar, "It's been three years. Just pretend. When Fatty Wang goes to Yunding Palace, I'll pick up Xiaoxie on the way."
Xie Yuchen then turned his head to look at him and sneered, "As expected of you, Second Uncle Wu. Only you can come up with this idea."
Wu Erbai seemed not to understand his sarcasm. "The young man from the Zhang family has nothing to do anyway. Besides, ten years is too long for Xiao Xie. He is your childhood friend. Can you bear to watch him waste ten years in there?"
"If he really has to guard the gate for ten years, Xiao Xie will probably be destroyed."
Xie Yuchen stabbed the half-smoked cigarette butt fiercely into the glass ashtray and said in a cold voice: "I call you Second Uncle because of Wu Xie and the old relationship between the Xie and Wu families. It was Wu Xie's decision to guard the gate for ten years. For this, he even obtained the Qilin bloodline. Second Uncle Wu is still not satisfied!"
Wu Erbai lit up the cut cigar. He took a sip of it and said in a matter-of-fact and deep way, "Of course I'm not satisfied. After all, it's a waste of ten years. Sansheng has already been in trouble. How can I, as his uncle, bear to let Xiaoxie suffer?"
Xie Yuchen sneered, his eyes were full of coldness, and there was a hint of murderous intent, "Uncle Wu, think twice, if you insist on doing this, I don't have to care about the past relationship between the two families."
Wu Erbai was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of deepness. He looked at Xie Yuchen and said, "Xiaochen, is it worth it for Sang Mo?"
Xie Yuchen didn't say anything, but the well-hidden paranoia in his eyes said it all.
Wu Erbai sighed softly, stood up, and left a sentence as he turned around, "Then he really deserves to die."
Xie Yuchen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he warned in a cold voice, "Try to touch him."
Wu Erbai laughed, "Isn't he already dead?"
Then he took Erjing away.
Looking at the backs of the two men, Xie Yuchen was silent for a moment, "Let's take action, and make sure Uncle Wu never comes back."
Jie Yi, who was waiting on the side, bowed and left after receiving the order. The head of the family had already made arrangements before Wu Erbai came, and now it was just a matter of implementing the action.
Xie Yi went out to do some work, and Xie Yuchen took out his cell phone to call Hei Xia Zi.
"The old fox has been caught, get ready."
The other end of the receiver came with Hei Xiazi's unremarkable and joking voice, "It's only been an hour since I got off the plane, and I have to go back to work. What a hard life for a blind man."
Xie Yuchen hung up the phone mercilessly.
In the alley near Jie's mansion, Hei Xia Zi pushed up the legs of his sunglasses, glanced at the sky, and said to himself: Second Master, have a safe journey.
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