Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and said in a slightly cold tone: "I'll let you sit."

"OK."

Mo Yiting immediately behaved.

He turned around, walked to the chair, and sat down, sitting in a very polite posture, like a student meeting the teacher.

Mo Qing sat down on a chair nearby, folded her legs, and looked at him sideways.

Something feels weird.

In the past six months, she has searched through historical materials and found everything she could find, but there was no living person.

Suddenly someone who was still alive appeared, which was a bit awkward.

After a pause, Mo Qing asked: "How did you become the village chief?"

"Master, it was Mr. Jiang who asked me to be the one." Mo Yiteng replied, "He asked me to manage the village well, teach people medical skills, grow medicinal materials, and promote traditional Chinese medicine. He also said..."

Mo Qing's heart tightened: "What did you say?"

"He also said," Mo Yiting looked at her with light in his eyes, "If I live long enough, I might see you again."

"..."

Mo Qing was stunned.

Behind them, the curtain on the right side shook.

"When I grew up, I thought he was coaxing me, but I didn't expect..." Mo Yi stopped mentioning this, and tears filled his eyes again, "What he said is true, I really saw you again."

.”

He was like a living child at the moment.

"What happened after I left?" Mo Qing's fingers on the armrest curled up slightly, "Please tell me in detail."

Mo Yiting wiped away his tears, exhaled slowly and said, "Okay."

Mo Qing listened silently.

"I was only eight years old the year you left." Mo Yiting said, "Mr. Jiang and the others didn't tell me many things."

"I remember that a month after you left, Mr. Jiang and Adjutant Mo started to select a site and said they wanted to build a village. They had been looking for it for three months, and they chose this place - this was the land they had specially approved by the government.

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"This place is deserted. There were only two families living here, and they all moved away."

"Mr. Jiang personally drew the village drawings and planned the use of each piece of land. In the second year, our village took a rough shape. Mr. Jiang asked A Qiao and I to live here and take good care of the village."

"After that, I stayed in the village and never went out again."

After Mo Yi stopped speaking, he asked Mo Qing with his eyes.

Mo Qing frowned slightly.

No wonder every plant and tree in this village is to her liking...

He said, "It will happen."

He did it.

Even though he was gone, he still fulfilled her wish.

Mo Qing continued to ask: "What happened next?"

"Mr. Jiang and the others..." Mo Yiting's eyes showed sorrow and grief, "They never came again."

"Any news?"

"Yes." Mo Yiting nodded, but after a while, he slowly spoke, "After I stayed in the village for half a year, I got the news of Mr. Jiang's death."

"Death?"

Mo Qing's eyelids twitched and his reaction was slightly bigger.

She had thought about countless possibilities, even the possibility that "Jiang Yan married a wife and had children, and Jiang Ke was his descendant", but no matter how she thought about it, she never thought about this possibility.

ten years.

He had been licking blood for ten years without dying, so how could he die in the peaceful years?

Mo Yiting hesitated for a long time before continuing: "I heard it was an assassination. He was shot in the head. He died after resuscitation failed."

Mo Qing's eyebrows were cold: "Who did it?"

Mo Yi stopped shaking his head.

He said: "There is no explanation until now."

"..."

Mo Qing pursed her lower lip, and the light in her eyes dimmed a little.

After a long time, she asked: "Where are the others?"

"Not sure." Mo Yiting answered honestly, "After they settled me in, I never came again."

After a while, Mo Yiting said again: "Only A Qing."

Ah Qiao.

The little soldier who had been following them was able to fight on the battlefield and in the kitchen. After the world was at peace, he retired from the army and decided to stay with Mo Qing and Jiang Ke.

Silly, silly, silly boy.

"What's wrong with him?"

Mo Yitong replied: "Aqiao has been with me in the village, brought me to adulthood, gave me the status of village chief, and then left."

He paused: "Like them, he never came back."

Everyone is like this, once they leave, they never come back.

He waited and waited, but didn't find anyone.

Waiting every day, hoping every day, waiting all my life.

He thought he would just wait until the end of his life, but God favored him, and in his last years, he actually waited for his master.

However, he already looks old and old, while his master is still the same as when he left, without any change.

If everyone could be like his master...

How great it would be.

"They," Mo Qing spoke again, his voice softer, "Why didn't they leave their names in history?"

"Ah Qiao said that they don't want to take all the credit. Since you are going to be erased from history, they shouldn't exist." Mo stopped talking and then asked doubtfully, "But Master, why are you erased?"

Mo Qing was suddenly stopped by his question.

Bai Xian was too young at that time.

Everyone was tacitly aware of the situation and kept the matter secret.

Mo Yiting asked again: "Is it because you are different from them?"

"No." Mo Qing's eyes narrowed.

Seeing the look in Mo Qing's eyes, Mo stopped and stopped asking.

As he got older, he was no longer the kid who broke the casserole and asked the truth.

There were some things that shouldn't be mentioned again, so Mo Qing changed the subject: "Has A Qiao contacted you since he left?"

"No." Mo Yiting said, "I knew he went to the Imperial City. He said that his home is in the Imperial City."

Mo Qing frowned: "He is an orphan."

If he hadn't been an orphan, A Qiao wouldn't have followed them.

"I think what he said was that he would start a family in the Imperial City." Mo Yiting said.

"Oh." Mo Qing could understand, and then asked, "Where are your children?"

"No," Mo Yiting explained, "I'm not married."

"Um?"

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows strangely.

"I have only one wish in my life." A smile appeared on Mo Yiting's wrinkled face, "Now this wish has been fulfilled."

He said happily: "Master, if I can see you before I die, my hundred years will not be in vain."

Mo Qing was stunned.

"It's a pity that I'm like this..." Mo Yiting looked at his frail and old body, "It's hard to be filial to you anymore."

It would have been better if it had been earlier.

In this case, he can do more for his master.
To be continued...