His eyes shifted from Jiang Ke to Cao Xinsheng.

Mo Qing took out a dagger and said proactively: "I'll do it."

The dagger refracted the cold light in the beam and pierced into Cao Xinsheng's eyes, making Cao Xinsheng's whole body feel cold.

He regretted it.

He shouldn't be greedy for beauty and run out just for a text message.

These two people didn't look like they were trying to bluff anyone, and every move they made had a dark and sophisticated flavor.

Slowly came to Cao Xinsheng.

Mo Qing squatted down.

Playing with the dagger with his fingers, Mo Qing narrowed his eyes and said in a cool tone: "I don't want your life, so I just want to ask you something."

Cao Xinsheng wanted to say "Okay", but his mouth was gagged and he groaned a few times without shouting, so he had to nod hurriedly.

There were tears in his eyes.

Mo Qing pulled out the dirty cloth stuffed in his mouth.

Throwing the thing aside, Mo Qing turned his head and looked at Jiang Ke who was approaching: "What is it?"

Jiang Ke's face was expressionless: "rag."

Mo Qing: "..."

"vomit."

Cao Xinsheng tilted his head, feeling nauseated and retching.

However, as soon as he felt the clear gazes of the two of them, he forced himself to hold back.

"Grandpa and grandma, whatever you want to ask me, I will tell you everything." Cao Xinsheng couldn't wait to beg for mercy.

Half an hour ago, when he was asked out by Jiang Ke, Jiang Ke beat him up without even giving him a chance to beg for mercy.

Now, with such a great opportunity before him, he must make his position clear.

"Do you have a prototype for the script?" Mo Qing asked.

Cao Xinsheng was startled for a moment, then nodded like a fool: "Yes, yes, yes, it really is."

Mo Qing's tone was slightly cold: "No one in the town has heard of it."

"This is normal." Cao Xinsheng licked the corners of his dry lips, "Many people don't know about this matter. It is said that people a hundred years ago knew about it, but then a group of people came and destroyed all the records.

They were not allowed to discuss the matter, and if they were mentioned, they would be fined or imprisoned, so no one discussed it."

What he said is somewhat credible.

In order to eliminate Mo Qing's existence, this was indeed how it was done.

But, the problem comes again.

Mo Qing asked: "How did you know?"

"I heard it from my college classmate. He is from this town." Cao Xinsheng was afraid that they wouldn't believe it, so he quickly explained, "His ancestors had close contact with the two people in the story. He was born under his great-grandfather.

I only heard about it before I died. I have been thinking about it since then."

"What is his name, where is he, and what is his ancestor's name?"

"His name is Yin Lin, my ancestors forgot about him. I really don't know where he is. I heard that he returned to town a few years ago and lost contact. I also asked about him after I came here, but I didn't find out about his whereabouts.

." Cao Xinsheng said nervously, speaking very fast.

Hearing this, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other.

From what Cao Xinsheng said, it doesn’t sound like he was lying.

Yin Lin.

Mo Qing secretly wrote down the name.

After that, Mo Qing said calmly: "Tell me about the original story."

Cao Xinsheng swallowed, nervous and defensive.

"I'll let you go after I finish speaking." Mo Qing knew what he was thinking and promised.

"good."

Cao Xinsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that after these two people finished asking questions, they would kick him into the river.

After calming down for a while, Cao Xinsheng began his story.

A hundred years ago, Yin Lin's great-grandfather was still a child of seven or eight years old.

Although there was war at the time, my great-grandfather's family was still relatively wealthy and his life was more comfortable than other villagers in the town. Of course, this also developed his arrogant and domineering character.

Among a group of children of the same age, he is the most arrogant.

The winter of that year was extremely cold, and the world was not at peace. There were wars everywhere, and everyone was in danger. There were rumors that war would come to Qingqiao Town at any time.

Every household stayed behind closed doors.

Grandpa was naughty and was bored at home, so he ran away.

In an abandoned house in the town, he met two people, a man and a woman, both young. The man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and the woman was about ten years old.

At this point, Cao Xinsheng explained: "The script adaptation cannot be done at such a young age, and it cannot pass the review."

Mo Qing responded calmly.

Jiang Ke suddenly turned off the flashlight, the light source disappeared, and the surrounding area was immediately swallowed up by darkness.

Cao Xinsheng felt that the atmosphere suddenly turned cold, as if there was murderous intent, and he trembled unconsciously.

"continue."

After waiting for a few seconds, Mo Qing urged.

Cao Xinsheng hurriedly said "Hey" and continued to tell.

At that time, the young man was wearing a military uniform. He was injured and dying. He was also covered with a women's jacket.

The girl was different. It was the coldest month of winter and it was snowing, but she was wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt, short hair, and pale skin, as if she couldn't feel the cold.

Not like humans at all.

At that time, my great-grandfather was shocked by her and stayed at the door for a long time. When she found out, she kicked him away.

Like a bandit, she took away all the food and thick clothes from my great-grandfather.

How could my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather swallow this breath...

But maybe he was a masochist, and by some strange coincidence, he didn't go back to file a complaint.

Instead, he would drop off some food and supplies every now and then.

During that time, the boy and girl had been staying in a leaky house, and news of "thefts" would occasionally come from the town. Clothes were lost today, chickens and ducks were lost tomorrow.

As time passed, they were discovered.

Several people from the town came to the door and wanted to drive them away, but the girl somehow managed to hurt two people and scare the others away.

Then there were rumors in the town that the two outsiders in the house were not human beings.

Within two days, a group of people were organized in the town to get rid of them.

However, the girl was alone and guarded the boy, making it difficult for others to get close.

"That girl may really not be a human being." Cao Xinsheng expressed his thoughts again, "How can she be a human being when she wears so little clothes in the winter and can hit so many people? She is still a child."

"Stop talking nonsense." Mo Qing's tone suddenly became colder.

Cao Xinsheng was startled by her voice and immediately did not dare to say anything more.

He quickly continued talking.

"The great-grandfather of the Yin family was also present at the time. It is said that the girl had plans to massacre the town, but was stopped..."

He was stopped by the young man next to him.

The seriously injured boy took the initiative to leave the town with the girl, and settled in a place not far from the town. After that, no one knew whether they were alive or dead.

Soon, spring came.

The great-grandfather of the Yin family once ran to the mountains to look for them.

result--

He saw the girl using some unknown method to sprinkle some liquid on a field, and then some plants grew rapidly until they were mature.

Those are all medicinal materials.

The girl used it to treat the boy's illness.

Since then, the boy's illness has improved.
To be continued...