Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 257 Torture

The torrential rain gradually thinned out until the dark clouds cleared, revealing a big day with mild sunshine everywhere.

The ruins are muddy, and the crowd is busy among them.

Although Second Miss Lu's words did not mean to continue to pursue, but the death of Fourth Master Lu still weighed on everyone's hearts like a haze.

The Patriarch of the Fu family, who was on the front line, also came in a hurry, crying and telling the second young lady.

Fu Ao was shackled and guarded by two ladies.

Mo Qiu walked nearby with the medicine box on his back, the two looked at each other, nodded, and didn't say much.

No matter whether he has the responsibility of not being able to supply what he asks for and not doing enough to protect him, he himself cannot get rid of it.

If there is nothing to ask for, the Fu family may still be charged with harboring treason, and the crime will be even greater at that time.

Coupled with the past affection, Fu Ao simply took all the blame.

"Don't ask!"

The crisp shout made Mo Qiu stop.

Then he turned around and cupped his hands towards the visitor:

"Miss Mu Hui, we meet again."

Accompanied by a scent of fragrance, a pretty woman dressed in colorful satin approached.

The woman's voice is clear and crisp, her beautiful eyes are faintly shining, and her figure is agile, like a fairy among flowers.

It is the nineteenth mother of the Lu family!

"Yes." Nineteenth Mother Lu Muhui smiled like a flower, she didn't feel the sadness of her cousin who just died, she nodded and said:

"Unexpectedly, you came here too. Speaking of which, you should thank me, otherwise the second sister would not let you off so easily."

As she spoke, Qiong raised her nose slightly, as if she was coming to praise me.

"Really?" Mo Qiu smiled lightly:

"So, thank you very much."

With his eyesight, he could see that the two women had voice transmissions to each other at that time, so what Nineteen Niang said should be true.

Compared with other people in the Lu Mansion, Lu Muhui, who grew up in a boudoir since she was a child, still has innocence in her nature.

Even if the birds are injured, they will feel heartbroken, and naturally they don't want to see other innocent people being implicated.

"It's good to know." Lu Muhui waved her hand and said:

"I asked about your bird repelling technique last time. I tried it on the black eagle in the mansion. Why didn't it work?"

"Did you hide some tricks?"

"Don't dare." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"My beast-controlling technique is only useful for ordinary beasts, but if there is some spirituality, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"Miss should know this. That black eagle should also be an extremely rare spiritual bird."

The two met each other because of strange beasts and ferocious horses, and they didn't meet much, but they had a kind of friendship that is as pale as water between gentlemen.

Not as close as Lu Rong and Dong Xiaowan, but he is not called master and servant in the Lu family compound.

It's just that people have different opinions on how much this affection can play.

Anyway, don't ask for it, I have never expected it, and I will be a talkative friend.

"But why do you do it?" Lu Muhui was obviously dissatisfied with the answer.

"This..." Mo Qiu pursed his lips and said:

"You can think that I have outstanding talent, and I can use the ordinary beast-controlling technique to the extreme."

Knowing the sea and stars, his mastery of the beast control technique is naturally far beyond the comparison of others, but this cannot be said.

"Ah!" Lu Muhui's face collapsed:

"When will I be able to make the ferocious horse and the black eagle obediently like you?"

"Practice more and cultivate more feelings." Mo Qiu said:

"After a long time, practice makes perfect, and these strange beasts are spiritual, and will gradually understand your kindness."

"But I don't have that much time." Lu Muhui sighed:

"The daily practice will take up most of the day, and the basic skills of talismans, pills, and crafting have to be learned. Thinking about it makes me worry."

"Why!"

"Actually, I'm not interested in these things. I'm more interested in controlling beasts. It would be great if I could join the Beast Taming Sect."

Beast Control Sect?

Is there such a sect in Dong'an Mansion and the current imperial court?

or……

This is a sect of cultivating immortals that focuses on controlling beasts. How could there be such a sect of cultivating immortals in the world?

Don't ask for a moment to imagine.

"Nineteen girls!"

This is, the second lady's voice sounded from afar:

"Come here."

"good."

When Lu Muhui raised her voice, she signaled to Moqiu:

"Next time you enter the mansion, don't forget to come to Langlangqi Island. I still have a lot of questions to ask you."

"must!"

Don't beg to clasp your fists and watch the other party leave.

…………

The rain stopped.

The crowd left in three waves.

The Patriarch and bodyguard of the Fu family went to the front line to attack the Ziyangmen rebel bandits under the guise of guilt.

Sister Lu Rong, surrounded by the Niangzi's army and the guards of the Lu Mansion, returned to Fucheng with the body of the fourth master to prepare for the funeral.

As for the rest, leave on their own.

Mo Qiu was among the rest of the crowd, seeing Fu Ao being escorted away, the speed of his horse riding increased accordingly.

Hurrying back to the inner city, he hurried back to his house without stopping.

"Zi Ling, isn't Xu Yue here?"

Pushing open the door, only Zhang Ziling was cleaning the house in the courtyard.

"Young Master is back." Seeing Mo Qiu, Zhang Ziling was overjoyed, and put down the things in his hand:

"Brother Xu is in a hurry. He has gone out. He should be back soon."

"En." Mo Qiu nodded:

"Pack up your things, we may go on a long trip, and let him know when he comes back."

"Ah!" Zhang Ziling was taken aback:

"Far door?"

At this time, there is a lot of chaos outside, refugees are everywhere, and the plague is rampant, so it is not a good time to go far.

"Not bad." Mo Qiu's expression remained unchanged:

"You can stay, but don't stay in this courtyard any longer, go find a place to hide in Nancheng."

"Young Master." Zhang Ziling's hands tightened, showing anxiety:

"But what happened?"

"Yeah." Mo Qiu nodded, thought for a while, and didn't hide anything:

"On this trip, fourth master Lu died. Although the second lady didn't say anything, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be held accountable in the future."

"It's better to avoid it for the time being!"

Although he and Fu Ao have known each other for many years, he still can't guarantee that the other party will really keep his mouth shut and not confess himself.

It is unwise to entrust your own life and death to others.

not to mention.

Palace Master Lu has not spoken yet, it is not impossible to hold everyone accountable.

It's fine now, but it doesn't mean it's fine in the future.

To be on the safe side, it's best to stay far away.

If there is really no other way, then he can only abandon the family business and relationships he has accumulated in Dong'an Mansion over the years, and go far away.

With Moqiu's current strength, although the world is big, apart from meeting the rumored immortal cultivator, it is more than enough to protect himself, so there is no need to worry about anything else.

"Fourth master, he's dead!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ziling's complexion turned pale, and her delicate body swayed accordingly.

What this news means, she can be said to be very clear. Back then, it was because of Sun Wubing's fault that the Lingsu Sect was wiped out.

Now that fourth master Lu is dead, if the Lu family is furious, the entire Fu family will be buried with him.

These servants are not spared either!

"I……"

She opened her mouth and stammered:

"I'll clean it up now!"

As he spoke, he staggered and rushed to the backyard.

Mo Qiu pondered for a while, took some things from the house, and went out again to another place.

…………

Somewhere dark room.

The candlelight flickered, creating an eerie atmosphere.

From Zhang Ziling's mouth, Xu Yue knelt down on the ground, clenched his teeth, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his body trembled continuously, as if suffering from torment.

"Don't hold on."

Hua Beitang's voice sounded:

"My marrow devouring poison is not weaker than the poison of the Lingsu school. Even a congenital master can't hold it. How long can you last?"

"He's a man." On the opposite side, a man in a Confucian shirt held a folding fan, patted his palm lightly, and said:

"However, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your wife and children, right?"

"You..." Xu Yue's body trembled, he suddenly raised his head, glared at the two of them, and clenched his teeth:

"mean!"

"Despicable?" Hua Beitang smiled disdainfully:

"Those who make big things don't care about small things, don't hold on, as long as you answer our questions honestly, you can save the lives of the whole family."

Xu Yue was silent.

"Interesting." Seeing this, the man in the Confucian shirt lightly rested his chin with one hand, his eyes flickered, and said thoughtfully:

"We just inquired, who is the 'Wu Ding Jian' that Dr. Mo knows, you are so persistent, you will not let go."

"Is it possible..."

"His identity is very special?"

Suddenly, the sound of whipping came from the next room.

"ah!"

"Don't hit me!"

"mother!"

The screams and shouts made Xu Yue's face turn pale, and his eyes full of anger also showed fear.

"Heh..." Hua Beitang chuckled lightly:

"It looks like it's done."