"Tianyuan, you scared me to death," Miaozhen patted his chest, "What are you doing at the altar?"
"Of course I'm here to report my work to these old guys," Qiao Moqin reached out and swept away a piece of dust and said, "Who knew you would suddenly make a call? I'm not very good at using this phone, but you young people are all good at it.
We old people don't know how to use this. I originally planned to ask your senior brothers and sisters to teach me, but none of them understood it. Those who didn't know thought they had been in seclusion with me for six years..."
Qiao Moqin was chattering unexpectedly, and Miaozhen listened to his chatter for a long time before reluctantly interjecting a sentence, "Tianyuan, is there anything special happening in the station?"
"Special circumstances? No," Qiao Moqin paused, and his voice suddenly became serious, "Miaozhen, how is the situation over there at Jiutan?"
"It's stabilized here," Miaozhen glanced at Jasmine, "The head of the Nine Detectives is also awake."
"Really? Jasmine is awake?"
"Grandpa Qiao," Jasmine walked towards Miaozhen with the support of others, "Thank you this time too."
"Jasmine is here too?" Qiao Moqin said hurriedly, "Quickly... let me take a look at Jasmine."
Miaozhen put the phone screen up in front of Jasmine. After Jasmine fumbled for the phone, she smiled at the screen and said, "Grandpa Qiao."
"Oh, Jasmine girl..." Qiao Moqin looked at Jasmine's current appearance, with a trace of unbearable expression on his cheeks, "I've also heard about you, are these eyes still okay?"
Jasmine was still smiling, but she lowered her head slightly and moved the corners of her mouth, "I'm afraid it won't get better."
"The matter has come to this, no matter how regretful it is, there is no other way," Qiao Moqin sighed and said, "However, fortunately, the practice of Jiu Tan has always been to explore the style and not the spiritual tide. The method within the method is the deep
We have made up for the shortcomings through research and exploration. Although this is not an easy task, Jasmine, Grandpa Qiao believes that you can do it."
"Thank you, Grandpa Qiao," Jasmine nodded, "I will do it."
Xiaolan looked at the shining stars reflected on Jasmine's face, as if those tiny scars had really turned into medals.
As expected of Jasmine, Jasmine has always been the most powerful one.
"Grandpa Qiao!" At this time, Luo Jiutian suddenly jumped behind Jasmine, bent down and greeted the screen, "It's me, Jiutian!"
"Nine days..."
The surprise on Qiao Moqin's face did not last long, and soon, a look of deep sorrow came over his old brows, making his whole person look even more vicissitudes of life.
"Grandpa Qiao, don't you recognize me?" Luo Jiutian saw Qiao Moqin's expression change and did not react for a moment.
Lao Luo, who was standing behind Luo Jiutian, smiled helplessly. He shook his head and said softly, "This old bridge... he must have thought that I died because of him."
When Luo Jiucai remembered this, he immediately calmed down and said, "Grandpa Qiao, there is no resurrection after death. I have already accepted it, so don't worry too much about it."
"But your father is...he is because of me..."
"Grandpa Qiao, how is this possible?" Luo Jiutian immediately retorted, "He died for me."
As soon as these words came out, not only Qiao Moqin, but also the eyes of everyone around him fell on Luo Jiutian with full surprise.
Miaozhen's surprise was mainly due to her desire to eat melon, while the others' surprise was mainly because - how did Luo Jiutian plan to explain all this to Qiao Moqin?
If they told the truth, they might really think that there was something wrong with Luo Jiutian's brain.
"Jiutian," as expected, Qiao Moqin was also stunned, "Where did this come from..."
"The reason why my father went to Wangluan City was because someone said I was there," Luo Jiutian continued. "Someone tricked my father into going to Wangluan City. If my father had not gone to Wangluan City, he would not have died."
"This... I don't know about this," Qiao Moqin's eyes trembled, "Who carried out this scheme and what is its purpose?"
"The purpose... should be Jiu Tan," Luo Jiutian turned to look at Jasmine, "If my father were here, those people wouldn't have succeeded so easily... Uh, Jasmine, I'm not saying that you are not capable enough.
It means...people's attention is always limited, and no one can cover everything."
"Have the identities of that group of people been found out?" Qiao Moqin asked.
"Speaking of which," Miaozhen saw that the conversation had finally returned to the main topic, and hurriedly squeezed forward and said, "Tianyuan, the purpose of our call is related to that group of people. We haven't found out the specific identities of those people yet.
, but according to our speculation, those people’s target is likely to be you.”
"Me?" Qiao Moqin asked, "Why?"
Miaozhen briefly explained their speculations. After listening, Qiao Moqin was silent for a long time. After a few minutes, he looked suddenly relieved, raised his head and said with a smile, "I understand your concerns.
, don’t worry, those people can’t hurt me.”
"But, Tianyuan..."
"Miaozhen, you have to believe in your master and my abilities," Qiao Moqin raised his index finger and pointed at the screen, "If you don't believe me... take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around the screen felt a gust of breeze blowing towards them. The wind even blew the spiritual flag in Lao Luo's hand, causing the bells to ring. Suddenly, a soft and weak voice sounded behind everyone.
With a "whoop", everyone turned around and looked around. There was no movement around them, except...a white candle standing on the candlestick by the wall lit up a slender blue flame.
Everyone's jaws almost dropped in shock.
Xiaolan even began to wonder if Miaozhen had done anything here. Later, she remembered that during the battle between the Nine Detectives, it was Qiao Moqin who used a set of long-range strikes from the sky to defeat the invaders. In this way,
Come to think of it, it doesn't seem too surprising.
"Wow," Luo Jiutian's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Grandpa Qiao, how did you do it?"
When Qiao Moqin's costume arrived, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "You don't have to worry about me this time, right?"
really.
Xiaolan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Or should I worry more about myself?
Miaozhen nodded in admiration, but still warned, "Tianyuan, even so, you still can't completely relax. After all, those people are full of tricks and their actions are unknown. It's better to be careful."
Miaozhen, a child, tried her best to persuade the old man in front of her. The old man just waved his hand and said, "Where's Jasmine? I have something to say to Jasmine."
"Grandpa Qiao." Jasmine stepped forward.
"Jasmine, please wait a little longer. My retreat has just ended. There are many chores here in Wangluan City. When I have enough time, I will definitely go to Fuxuan to visit you and Jiutian."
"Grandpa Qiao, just look at Jasmine. We plan to take your Miaozhen to Qiaomo City."
"There is no city in the bridge?...Okay, you decide your affairs, Miaozhen, you have to do your best, I believe in you, and I believe in you."