Chapter 427 Loneliness

"Why is it your turn?"

Qinglan hesitated for a moment, then slowly said:

"I went to Sister Yulan's place, and he saw me. He stared at me for a long time, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, sticky and disgusting..."

"I guess he has bad intentions. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎"

"And after Sister Yulan died, A Niang also said to me..."

"A Niang?" Mo Hua was slightly startled.

Qinglan looked around, and seeing no one else, she whispered: "It's the madam."

Mo Hua nodded.

A madam is the madam of a brothel, and the girls under her are raised by her and called "A Niang".

Qinglan continued, "Mother also told me that there was a guest who asked for me by name... I asked who the guest was, but Mother smiled and didn't say anything."

"I asked her again and again, and Mother got angry, beat me and scolded me, saying that I was too independent to ask her questions, and that I was a money-loser and deserved to die..."

Mohua frowned and said, "Your mother is so bad."

Qinglan didn't dare to say bad things about the brothel owner, and just nodded slightly.

"Then what?" Mohua asked again.

Qinglan said, "Then, I guessed that he must want me to accompany the gray-clothed man."

"Sister Yulan died, and some sisters before her didn't survive."

"I, I..."

Qinglan couldn't say anything more, and wiped her tears silently.

Mo Hua poured her another cup of tea and comforted her softly:

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Qinglan's cheeks were covered with tears, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and she said with hope:

"Won't I die..."

"Everyone will die." Mo Hua told the truth.

Qinglan: "..."

Mo Hua said with a stern face: "But he will definitely die before he harms you!"

Although Qinglan felt that these words were a bit subtle, she was still comforted and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know where this young gentleman came from, but seeing that he was so young, even Elder Su respected him very much, and she probably had an extraordinary identity, and she also had some hope in her heart.

"Haven't you told others these words?" Mo Hua asked curiously.

Qinglan shook her head and said bitterly:

"Who can I tell? Sister Yulan is dead, and the other sisters are also in danger. They may offend guests one day and be beaten and unable to get out of bed. Mother is also... not in a good mood..."

Mohua frowned, "Is there no one to take care of you here?"

Qinglan smiled bitterly, "People like us are lowly, and others will only make fun of us. Who will care about our life or death?"

Mohua felt a little uncomfortable, "Where are your parents?"

Qinglan's eyes were dim, "I was sold in by my parents."

Mohua was slightly stunned when she heard this, and Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi looked at her with sympathy.

Mohua was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you hate your parents?"

Qinglan shook her head, "I don't hate them, because they are all dead."

"Dead?"

"Yes." Qinglan nodded, "Starved to death. "

Qinglan's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was a little choked:

"My parents... sold me to a brothel because they were afraid that I would starve to death. They even secretly gave me the spiritual stones they sold me for, so that I could live well..."

Mo Hua felt a little sad when he heard this, "Are they mine repairmen?"

Qinglan nodded, "Yes. My father was mining for the Lu family. He encountered a mine collapse and broke one leg. His heart was also corroded by the foul air and he could no longer mine..."

"My mother worked too hard to support the family and became ill from overwork. Both of them knew that they would not live long, so they sold me to a brothel so that I could at least have a way to survive..."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, "Is this brothel also owned by the Lu family?"

"Yes." Qinglan said, "Not only this brothel, but most of the businesses of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling on Jinhua Street are mostly owned by the Lu family..."

"Then do you want to get out of the brothel?"

Qinglan shook her head with a sad face, "You can't get out. "

Mo Hua frowned, thinking silently, muttering:

"Lu family..."

Bai Zisheng whispered to Mo Hua: "This Lu family doesn't seem to be a good thing either."

Then he thought, "Qian family, Sun family, Lu family... How come these families are not good things..."

Bai Zisheng was suddenly startled, "Our Bai family, can't be a good thing either..."

Bai Zixi glanced at him with her beautiful eyes like swords.

Mo Hua didn't know what to say about him.

Bai Zisheng scratched his head and muttered: "It's really hard to say..."

Mo Hua shook his head and asked again:

"Sister Qinglan, do you know what level of cultivation that gray-robed monk is?"

Qinglan frowned, "I'm not sure."

"It's okay if you're not sure. ”

Qinglan hesitated, and then said: "I guess he might be a foundation-building cultivator..."

"This is what Sister Yulan told me. She said that he has a deep cultivation base. Sister Yulan is in the late stage of Qi Refining, so he should be a foundation-building cultivator..."

Mo Hua shook his head slightly.

If it is a foundation-building cultivator...it would be a bit difficult to deal with.

"When does he usually come to the brothel?"

"He comes on the fourth and fourteenth of every month, and the length of stay is uncertain."

"I see."

Mo Hua nodded, and he pointed to the jade bracelet in Qinglan's hand, "Put this jade bracelet away first, don't let others see it. I'll come on the fourth day of the month and say that you stole Elder Su's jade bracelet, and we'll find you to question you."

"In this way, whether it succeeds or not, you will not be implicated."

Qinglan glanced at Mo Hua and asked in a low voice:

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry about this."

Qinglan nodded, glanced at Mo Hua and the other two, still a little worried:

"You are not old, don't save me, but fall into the scheme of the gray-clothed man, that man is gloomy, and probably acts insidiously..."

Bai Zisheng said: "Don't worry."

He pointed at Mo Hua, "Don't look at his young age, he may have less bad water in his belly than others..."

Mo Hua was unhappy, "Who has bad water in his belly?"

Bai Zisheng looked up at the sky and pretended to say nothing.

Mo Hua muttered: "It's better to have bad water in his belly than to be stupid..."

"Okay, you said your senior brother is stupid again?"

"You also said your junior brother has bad water in his belly?"

...

The two of them were arguing in a low voice.

Bai Zixi had no choice but to slap each of them on the back.

Bai Zisheng was hit harder, Mo Hua was weaker, so he was hit lighter.

Bai Zisheng grimaced in pain and said:

"Zi Xi, you are biased!"

Bai Zixi ignored him and just said to Mo Hua: "Let's talk about business and go back early."

"Yeah."

Mo Hua agreed.

After that, Mo Hua asked some more details and told Qing Lan:

"Sister Qing Lan, you go back first. Don't tell anyone about this matter and don't show any emotion. We will come to you in a few days."

Qing Lan pursed her lips, nodded solemnly, and then left.

Mo Hua went to find Elder Su again.

Elder Su was drinking leisurely, listening to music, and watching the female cultivators dancing in the audience.

When he saw Mo Hua, Elder Su asked:

"Are you done asking?"

Mo Hua nodded.

"Okay." Elder Su didn't ask too much. After all, these were considered the privacy of cultivators, and it was not polite to ask rashly.

"Young sir, do you want to play for a while, or..."

"It's getting late, I want to go home." Mo Hua said.

There was nothing wrong with what Mo Hua said, but it felt a little strange to hear this sentence in the brothel at this time.

Elder Su said with some regret: "Okay."

Mo Hua saw the unsatisfied look on his face, and whispered:

"Or, let's go back first, Elder Su, can you play for a while?"

Elder Su was a little tempted, and shook his head after a moment:

"No, no, no, who do you think I am? I'm not familiar with this place, and there's nothing... There's nothing fun..."

Elder Su said insincerely.

Mo Hua looked at Elder Su with a half-smile.

Elder Su felt a little guilty when he was looked at by him.

Then the group left Baihua Tower, and Elder Su looked a little lost on the way.

It was the first time for him to be so "upright and noble", passing through the flowers without getting a single leaf on him.

In order to thank Elder Su, Mo Hua took out several rare formations and gave them to him.

Elder Su was a little shocked, "Is this for me?"

Mo Hua nodded, "It's a gift."

Elder Su was happy, and forgot about all the beautiful women in his mind. He flipped through several formation diagrams and couldn't let go.

As Mo Hua walked, he suddenly asked Elder Su:

"Elder, are the girls in Baihua Tower all miserable?"

Elder Su paused slightly, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He sighed, "Yes."

"Most of them are from mining families and were sold to brothels. Their lives are like floating duckweed, and it is difficult for them to have a good end. Even if you want to help, you can't help..."

Mo Hua asked curiously: "Have you thought about helping them?"

Elder Su nodded, then blushed, "Although I have some selfish desires and occasionally linger here, it is all consensual. I can't bear to see them being abused like this."

"But I can't help them."

"Even if I can help, I can only help one or two. There are so many brothels and so many female cultivators in Jinhua Street. I can't help them all..."

"Besides, even if I can help them, it's useless."

Elder Su sighed.

"Why?" Mo Hua asked.

Elder Su pointed to the dark mine in the distance and said solemnly:

"The root of this brothel is not in this street, but in the mine."

"As long as the miners in the mine are poor and have to sell their children, this brothel will never fall, and there will never be a shortage of female cultivators in this brothel..."

"Of course there are those who are willing to degenerate and do not cherish themselves, but they are a minority after all."

"Most female cultivators still hate this and do not want to live in this quagmire..."

Elder Su sighed deeply and said helplessly:

"But this is not a problem that we foundation-building cultivators can solve."

Mo Hua's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he praised: "Elder Su, you are a good person."

Elder Su nodded with a smile, and was stunned after a moment, and immediately shook his head and said:

"No, no, it has nothing to do with me, these are all what I heard from a 'Daoyou'..."

Mo Hua said: "This 'Daoyou' you are talking about..."

Elder Su waved his hand and said: "It's not me, it's not me..."

...

The matter of the brothel cannot be solved for the time being, and Mo Hua wants to get the gray-robed monk out first.

After bidding farewell to Elder Su, Mo Hua and the other two returned to the cave and gathered together to discuss.

"Are we going to kill that gray-robed monk?" Bai Zisheng asked.

Mo Hua clenched her little hand, "Catch first, then interrogate, and then kill!"

"It's not easy to catch a foundation-building monk."

Mo Hua nodded, "With the three of us, it's a bit difficult."

"Then what are you going to do?" Bai Zisheng asked.

Mo Hua thought for a while and said secretly: "We will report to Daotingsi..."

"report?"

"That's right." Mo Hua said confidently, "This man paid to kill people, sold corpses, violated Taoist laws, and is extremely heinous. Naturally, he will be reported to the Dao Tingsi, who will arrest him. Why should we bother with this?"

Bai Zisheng said: "Then if Daotingsi catches him, won't we be unable to get any information?"

"No," Mo Hua said mysteriously, "There are people from us in the Daoting Division!"

Bai Zixi was a little confused, "Our people...you mean Sister Situ? She shouldn't be considered 'our people'..."

"It doesn't matter whether it counts or not, the result is the same anyway."

As long as Daotingsi can get information from the interrogation, he will naturally know everything clearly if he asks Situ Fang.

We all have such a good friendship, Situ Fang will definitely not hide it from him.

Therefore, if it falls into Daotingsi's hands, the result will be the same as if it falls into his hands.

Bai Zisheng asked again: "What if Daotingsi can't catch him?"

Mo Hua whispered: "Then we can only fight with the snipe and the clam, and the fisherman will pick up the missing pieces..."