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Chapter 121 Don’t make a big mistake (11)

Mo Ci looked at the furnishings around him. Perhaps, he did not mistakenly think that Pang Sheng was extremely wealthy, but Pang Sheng was well aware of the principle of not showing off one's wealth, so it was possible that he had hidden it.

In short, no matter how much Mo Ci was thinking, he didn't reveal a single word and just stayed there with peace of mind.

As for Pang Sheng, due to his injury, most of the things were arranged by the Pang family's housekeeper.

On the other side, Yu Yaoxing hurried to the place where the body was placed. Seeing that the body was still there and had not been rolled up and thrown into a mass grave, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he didn't come too late.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Yaoxing began to ask passers-by where the coffins were made. He paid a few copper coins and asked a few children to help him guard the body while he went to prepare the coffin.

Along the way, Yu Yaoxing couldn't help but think about what Mo Ci said, and his brows were furrowed. He couldn't tell who was good and who was bad about the brother and sister and Pang Sheng.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Fortunately, he had already gone to the coffin shop, paid for the coffin, and asked someone to help bury the brother and sister's father.

On the way back, Yu Yaoxing was still a little absent-minded. At this moment, someone suddenly bumped into him from behind. As Yaoxing staggered to stand firm, he saw only a short figure disappearing into the crowd.

The man's figure seemed familiar.

Thinking of this, Yu Yaoxing looked away and prepared to pay some money to the few people as a reward for their hard work, but he didn't expect that he would get nothing when he touched it.

Yu Yaoxing was stunned for a moment, then he thought of the short figure just now. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. Wasn't that the person he had rescued from those people in the gambling house before?

He... He actually stole his own money?!

Yu Yaoxing's expression became increasingly grim. Fortunately, he had already paid for the burial beforehand, otherwise he would have to demonstrate at this moment what it meant to be unable to make a hero fall for a penny.

However, he did not intend to let the man go, so he simply said something to the people who followed him to collect the bodies.

"Please give this man a decent burial."

After saying that, he didn't join the crowd and followed the direction the man had just left.

At the same time, Pang Sheng, whose injuries were not so serious, heard the housekeeper's description of Mo Ci's good condition, and then he went to see the captured brother and sister with the help of the servants.

In an inconspicuous place that looked like a woodshed in the Pang family's house, there was a hollow underground passage. Going down from there was a space that looked a bit cramped.

In the small cell, a brother and sister, who looked very miserable, huddled together. They trembled at the noise coming from the door.

The boy leaned his head against the girl, and the girl looked over with her eyes wide open. In the dark environment, there was only a beam of light from Pang Sheng, which made the girl burst into tears when she suddenly saw it.

Then, the girl gritted her teeth and spoke after a while.

"Pang, you thief, you are lucky today, but you may not be lucky next time."

When Pang Sheng heard this, there was no anger on his face. Instead, he seemed extremely calm, which was completely different from the Pang Sheng in front of Mo Ci.

"Who sent you here?"

Pang Sheng's voice was still clear, but it sounded a bit cold this time. Because of his injuries, most of his body was leaning on the servant, and his calm gaze fell on the brother and sister.

When asking this question, it seems that he is not expecting an answer, but just asking as a routine question.

The girl gritted her teeth and had no intention of answering. She just hugged her brother tightly, with hatred and an inexplicable cruelty in her eyes.

Pang Sheng didn't get an answer for a long time. He coughed lightly a few times and then spoke lightly.

"Deal with them. Oh, and the boy is quite young. Give him some medicine and send him secretly to the base."

After saying that, Pang Sheng left without looking back, and the girl in the cell was quickly killed. The boy wanted to struggle, but was knocked unconscious and force-fed medicine.

After Pang Sheng left the woodshed, he went back to change his clothes and used incense to remove the smell on his body. Then, with the help of the servants, he came to Mo Ci's residence.

Mo Ci is currently living in the guest room of the Pang family, which is some distance away from Pang Sheng's residence. When Mo Ci came here, he did not wander around, but sat in the pavilion watching the fish swimming in the pond.

When Pang Sheng came, he saw Mo Ci looking bored. He had a smile on his fat face, let go of the servant's support, and walked towards Mo Ci.

"My benefactor, are you satisfied with this residence? If you are not satisfied, just tell me and I will immediately send someone to change it for you."

It sounded good for Mo Ci. Mo Ci turned to look at Pang Sheng. He paid attention to Pang Sheng's expression and was sure that this sentence came from his heart, so he responded.

"Very good, I'm very satisfied. As for you, you're already injured. Why bother coming here in person when you can just send someone with a message?"

Pang Sheng finally walked to Mo Ci and simply sat down opposite him, with the smile on his face deepening a little.

"How can that be? You're my benefactor. If it weren't for you, I would have died years ago... My life was saved by you, so it belongs to you. I can't absolve you of any wrongdoing."

Ever since Pang Sheng came here, Mo Ci has been paying attention to his every move. Pang Sheng really didn't have the slightest intention of deceiving him, but he just acted a little weird for no reason.

Mo Ci secretly took this strange feeling to heart, but shook his head. "What happened back then was just a piece of cake for me. You don't have to take it so seriously."

Pang Sheng: "For you, my benefactor, this is just a piece of cake, but for me, it is a blessing of rebirth. Let's not talk about this anymore. I asked my servants to make some snacks. I wonder if you like them. Why don't you do me the honor of trying them?"

Mo Ci vaguely sensed Pang Sheng's stubbornness, and since he was somewhat fond of eating, he nodded in agreement.

Soon, ten plates of dim sum were served. Each plate of dim sum looked delicate and beautiful, and you could faintly smell the faint aroma of pastries.

Mo Ci's eyes fell on the snacks. He controlled the urge to swallow his saliva, nodded to Pang Sheng, and began to taste them at Pang Sheng's invitation.

These snacks taste really good. At least, based on Mo Ci's experience of living for several lifetimes, these snacks are definitely not worse than those made by the imperial chef.

Thinking about the plain appearance of the Pang family, it seems that this is just a trick.

Of course, no matter what he thought, Mo Ci had no intention of exposing these things. After all, those were other people's business and had nothing to do with him.

Pang Sheng was injured and couldn't eat these things recently, so he could only watch Mo Ci eat while swallowing his saliva.

He really couldn't resist the temptation of these snacks, so he simply turned his head and looked at the pond like Mo Ci just did, while diverting his attention and asking.

"I just heard from the servants at home that you are going to marry into the Yanling Sect. Shouldn't you stay at home these days?"

Before this, Pang Sheng had never thought of looking for his savior. If Mo Ci had not suddenly appeared in Lanya Town and met him by chance, Pang Sheng probably would not have thought of his savior at all.

It was also after this that Pang Sheng sent people to inquire about the news.

Perhaps Mo Ci acted too recklessly in the Su family. There were many people in the martial arts world who had eyes and ears, and this was also an interesting thing.

Naturally, the news spread from one person to ten and from ten to a hundred. After a little investigation, the whole story was figured out.

For this reason, Pang Sheng felt that he and Mo Ci were of the same kind, and with the title of savior, Pang Sheng naturally wanted to get closer to Mo Ci.

Asking these questions is just a pretense.