Asking About Longevity: Chapter 427 lonely
Chapter 427 Loneliness
“Why is it your turn?”
Qinglan hesitated for a moment and said slowly:
“I went to Sister Yulan’s place, and he saw me. He stared at me for a long time, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, sticky and disgusting..."
“I guess he’s up to no good.”
“And after Sister Yulan died, my mother-in-law also said to me..."
“Aniang?” Mo Hua was slightly startled.
Hence, if it falls into the hands of Daotingsi, the result will be the same as if it falls into his hands.
Hearing this, Mo Hua felt a little sad, "Are they mine repairmen?"
He pointed at the ink painting and said, "Even though he is young, he may not have less evil in his stomach than others..."
Mo Hua nodded.
This is the first time he has been so "high-spirited and upright", passing through thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him.
There were tears in Qinglan’s eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs:
"My parents...were afraid that I would starve to death, so they sold me into a brothel. Even the spiritual stones they sold me...they secretly gave them to me so that I could live well..."
“It’s OK not to be sure.”
Mo Hua went to find Elder Su again.
Qinglan pursed her lips, nodded solemnly, and then left.
“Do you hate your parents?”
Mo Hua frowned when he heard this, "Isn't there anyone in charge of you here?"
“Elder, are the girls in Baihua Tower miserable?”
Elder Su did not mean what he said.
Then he praised: "Elder Su, you are a good person."
Since everyone has such a good relationship, Situ Fang will definitely not hide it from him.
Mo Hua nodded.
"That's right." Mo Hua said confidently, "This person paid to kill people, sold corpses, violated Taoist laws, and was extremely heinous. Naturally, he will be reported to the Daoting Bureau, who will arrest him. Why should we bother with this?"
The brothel issue cannot be resolved for the time being, so Mo Hua wants to get the gray-clothed monk out first.
Elder Su hesitated slightly, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
“You don’t have to worry about this.”
Elder Su was a little shocked, "Is this for me?"
“Have you never told anyone these words?” Mo Hua asked curiously.
“Then what?” Mo Hua asked again.
Qinglan frowned, "I'm not sure."
“Of course there are some who are willing to fall for themselves and don’t cherish themselves, but they are in the minority after all.”
Elder Su pointed to the dark mine in the distance and said in a solemn tone:
“The origin of this brothel is not in this street, but in the mine.”
"Most female nuns still hate this and don't want to live in this quagmire..."
“Then what are you going to do?” Bai Zisheng asked.
“You still say that your junior brother is full of bad ideas?” …
"Yes." Qinglan said, "Not just this brothel, most of Jinhua Street, most of the food, drink, whoring and gambling industries belong to the Lu family..."
Qinglan nodded, "Yes. My father mined for the Lu family. When the mine collapsed, he broke a leg. The foul smell eroded his heart and he can no longer mine..."
Mo Hua was unhappy, "Who's so upset?"
Elder Su said with some regret: "Okay."
"My mother worked too hard to support the family and became ill from overwork. Both of them knew that they would not live long, so they sold me into a brothel. At least there was a way to survive..."
Mo Hua looked at Elder Su with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
Seeing the ink painting, Elder Su asked:
Afterwards, Mo Hua asked for some more details, and then asked Qinglan:
Elder Su nodded, and then felt a little embarrassed, "Although I have some selfish desires and occasionally hang out here, it is still a matter of mutual consent. I can't bear to see them being abused like this."
"This is what Sister Yulan told me, saying that his cultivation is very profound. Sister Yulan is in the late stage of Qi Refining, so he should be in the foundation building..."
Mo Hua agreed.
The two of them were noisy in a low voice.
Elder Su waved his hands and said: "It's not me, it's not me..."
“Little sir, would you like to play for a while longer, or...”
Mo Hua frowned, thinking silently, and murmured:
Qinglan glanced at the ink painting and asked in a low voice:
After bidding farewell to Elder Su, Mo Hua and the other three returned to the cave and gathered together to discuss.
Mo Hua said: "This 'fellow Taoist' you are talking about..."
Bai Zixi was a little confused, "Our people...you mean Sister Situ? She shouldn't be considered 'our people'..."
Bai Zisheng looked at the sky and pretended not to say anything.
Bai Zisheng grinned in pain and said:
Mo Hua was walking when he suddenly asked Elder Su:
“Who am I telling you, sister Yulan is dead, and the other sisters are also in danger. If they offend a guest, they will be beaten and unable to get out of bed. My mother-in-law is not good-tempered either.”
Mo Hua said with a stern face: "But he will definitely die before he harms you!"
“Are we going to kill that gray monk?” Bai Zisheng asked.
Elder Su became happy now. He forgot all the warblings in his mind. He flipped through a few formation diagrams and couldn't put them down.
Qing Lan’s eyes were filled with sadness, “I was sold here by my parents.”
“Zixi, you are partial!”
“Why?” Mo Hua asked.
There is nothing wrong with what Mo Hua said, but at this time, listening to this sentence in a brothel, it feels a bit strange.
Mo Hua muttered: "It's better to be a bad person than a fool..."
Qinglan shook her head sadly, "You can't get out."
Qinglan shook her head, "I don't hate it, because they are all dead."
The group of people then left Baihua Building. Elder Su looked a little disappointed on the way.
Mo Hua nodded and pointed to the jade bracelet in Qinglan's hand, "Put this jade bracelet away first and don't let others see it. I came over on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year and said that you stole Elder Su's jade bracelet and we are looking for you." Raise troops to investigate."
“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”
Mo Hua poured her another cup of tea and comforted her softly:
“The Lu family…”
“Then when does he usually come to the brothel?”
Elder Su felt somewhat guilty when he looked at him.
Mo Hua was slightly startled when he heard this. Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi also looked at her with sympathy.
"Okay." Elder Su didn't ask too much. After all, these are monks' privacy. It would be impolite to inquire rashly.
Bai Zisheng said: "Then if Daotingsi catches him, won't we be unable to get any information?"
One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety
“It’s getting late, I’m going home.” Mo Hua said.
Although Qinglan felt that these words were a bit subtle, she was still comforted and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Mo Hua’s eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.
Elder Su sighed deeply and said feebly:
“But this is not a problem that we, the foundation-building monks, can solve.”
Bai Zixi's beautiful eyes were like swords, and she glanced at him.
Mo Hua shook his head and asked again:
Qinglan couldn't speak anymore and silently wiped her tears.
Qinglan shook her head and said bitterly:
Mo Hua asked curiously: "Have you ever thought about helping them?"
Qinglan smiled bitterly, "We lowly people, others will only make fun of us, who will care whether we live or die?"
…
Bai Zisheng was suddenly startled, "We, the Bai family, are not good at it, right?"
Qinglan nodded, glanced at Mo Hua and the others, still a little worried:
“You are not very old, don’t try to save me, but you will be tricked by the man in gray. He is gloomy, and he probably acts insidiously..."
Mo Hua thought for a while and said secretly: "We will report it to Daotingsi..."
Mo Hua was silent for a while and asked in a low voice:
Elder Su was a little moved, and after a moment he quickly shook his head:
“No, no, no, no, who do you think I am? I’m not familiar with this place, and there’s nothing interesting about it…”
"Besides, even if I can help them, it's useless."
Mo Hua felt a little uncomfortable, "Where are your parents?"
Mo Hua shook his head slightly.
As long as Daotingsi can get information from the interrogation, he will naturally know everything clearly by asking Situ Fang.
“Are you done asking?”
“Sister Yulan is dead, and there were some other sisters who didn’t survive either.”
Bai Zixi had no choice but to shine on the back and slapped each other.
Elder Su was leisurely drinking wine, listening to music, and watching the female nuns dancing in the audience.
"As long as the nuns in the mines are poor and have to sell their sons and daughters, this brothel will never collapse, and there will never be a shortage of female nuns in this brothel..."
He then thought about it, "The Qian family, the Sun family, the Lu family...these families are not good people after all..."
Mo Hua shook his little hand and said, "Catch first, then interrogate, then kill!"
“What are you... going to do?”
"No," Mo Hua said mysteriously, "There are people from us in the Daoting Division!"
“This way, whether it succeeds or not, you will not be implicated.”
Qinglan didn't dare to speak ill of the bustard mother, so she just nodded slightly.
"Even if I can help, I can only help one or two. There are so many brothels and so many female nuns in Jinhua Street, I can't help..."
“Sister Qinglan, do you know what the monk in gray is like?”
The madam is the old madam of a brothel. She raises the girls under her and calls her "A Niang".
“Okay, are you calling your senior brother an idiot again?”
She didn’t know where this young gentleman came from, but seeing that he was so young, even Elder Su respected him a lot. He must have an unusual status, and she had some hope in her heart.
"I see."
Mo Hua saw the unfinished expression on his face and whispered:
“How about we go back first, Elder Su, can you play for a while longer?”
"Yeah." Qinglan nodded, "I'm starving to death."
When it comes to building the foundation...it's a bit difficult.
“Sister Qinglan, please go back first. Don’t tell anyone about this matter, and don’t make any noise. We’ll come back to you in a few days.”
Bai Zisheng scratched his head and muttered: "It's really hard to say..."
“Then do you want to leave the brothel?”
I don’t know what good things to say about Mo Hua.
Elder Su sighed.
Bai Zisheng whispered to Mo Hua: "This Lu family doesn't seem to be a good person."
“Everyone is destined to die.” Mo Hua said truthfully.
ˆ Qinglan: “…”
Elder Su nodded with a smile. After a moment, he was startled, and immediately shook his head and said:
“No, no, it has nothing to do with me. These are all what I heard from a ‘fellow Taoist’…”
Qinglan said: "Then, I guessed that he definitely wanted me to accompany the man in gray."
“I will come here on the fourth and fourteenth of every month, and then I will stay for an indefinite period of time.”
"I asked her again and again, and my mother got angry. She beat me and scolded me, saying that my wings were stiff and I dared to ask her questions. She also said that I was a loser and deserved to die..."
Bai Zisheng said: "Don't worry."
"me…"
“But I can’t help them.”
“It doesn’t matter whether it counts or not, the result is the same anyway.”
“It’s hard to catch the foundation building.”
Mo Hua nodded, "With the three of us, it's a bit difficult."
Mo Hua frowned and said, "What a bad girl you are."
Qinglan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I guess he may be a foundation-building monk..."
Qinglan looked around and saw no one else, so she whispered: "It's the bustard mother."
In order to thank Elder Su, Mo Hua took out several rare formations and gave them to him.
Mo Hua nodded, "Reciprocity is the way to go."
"report?"
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, "Is this brothel also from the Lu family?"
“Most of them were mine workers and were sold to brothels. Their lives were like duckweeds and it was difficult for them to die well. Even if they wanted to help, they couldn’t help..."
Qinglan's cheeks shed tears, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and she said with hope:
“I won’t die…”
Qinglan continued: "My mother-in-law also told me that there was a guest who wanted me by name... I asked who this guest was, but my mother-in-law seemed to be smiling, but she didn't know."
"died?"
"Uh-huh."
Bai Zixi ignored him and just said to Mo Hua: "Let's get down to business and go back early."
He sighed, "Yeah."
Bai Zisheng asked again: "What if Daotingsi can't catch him?"
Mo Hua whispered: "Then we can only fight with the snipe and the clam, and the fisherman will pick up the pieces..."
(End of this chapter)