The doctor's hands cover the sky, and the male gods can't stand high

Chapter 235
Jiang Luan glanced at Mo Qingxuan, nodded, opened her mouth and was about to speak, when Mo Qingxuan suddenly said, "Someone come and carry Doudou out."

When Chu Huan used his ability to read Jian Xuan's mental activities before, he knew a little bit. Although it was not complete, he also knew that there were some things that Doudou could not hear. He nodded and went out with Doudou in his arms. Nanny, give Doudou to her and let her take Doudou to play in the toy room.

After Chu Huan came back and sat down, Jiang Luan opened his mouth and roughly said what Ou Ying said yesterday.

"My God, the backside of Peach Blossom Spring is not the Xanadu that everyone imagined, but such a terrifying place!"

After listening to Jiang Luan's report, Mo Qingran's eyes widened in surprise.

The classic texts in junior high school were subverted in an instant, and she felt that her world view was completely destroyed.

At that time, I was so envious of the paradise described by Tao Yuanming, the beautiful peach forest, the gurgling mountain spring, the harmonious atmosphere, the harmonious and friendly people, I never thought it was such a truth...

"Why do some things Shen Ling did become Ou Ying in our memory?"

Mo Qingxuan looked slightly cold, and looked at Jian Xuan: "Ah Xuan, tell me about Shen Ling that Ou Ying said yesterday."

"He said that the mother-in-law who monitored them was the former saint and also Shen Ling's grandmother. Shen Ling's mother was originally an abandoned son, but as a result, Shen Ling's blood was better than the current saint. Later, Brother Xuan, you asked him , Which is important, the saint or the patriarch, he said it is the patriarch."

Mo Qingxuan nodded slightly, indeed, if this is the case, it makes sense.

It didn't make sense. At that time, I had no doubts about the matter of the saint, but just listened to what Ou Ying said.

No matter what it is, you can't help but question it. Once the gap of questioning is opened, it seems logical.

"By the way, Brother Xuan, you even recorded the audio at that time, because you suspected that Ou Ying didn't finish speaking. You suspected that he wanted to exchange Shen Ling for freedom."

Mo Qingxuan raised his eyebrows. When he changed his clothes this morning, he did take out a recording pen from his pocket. He didn't remember when he put the recording pen in his pocket, and just put it on the desk in Qingluanyuan bedroom.

Just at this time, Mama Wu, who regularly cleaned Qingluan Garden, was in Qingluan Garden. Chu Huan called the internal line and asked her to bring the recorder over.

Not long after, Wu Ma sent the recording pen over. Mo Qingxuan took the recording pen and looked at the lines on it. It was one of the few birthday presents Jiang Luan gave him. His name was engraved on it, and the family Compared with the handwork of the restaurant, it is a little stronger, but it is still not good-looking.

He doesn't use the recording pen very much, because there are not many places where he can use it.

In the expectant or nervous eyes of everyone, Mo Qingxuan's slender and strong fingers landed on the recording pen and clicked on it.

blank!

No sound at all!

Jian Xuan's lips trembled for a while, his eyes were gray and white, and the last glimmer of hope was shattered.

There was a sharp look in Mo Qingxuan's eyes, the person who offended them, no matter how powerful he is, what about Taohuayuan?It's just a group of old and stubborn people sitting in prison in the mountains!
"Brother Xuan, I remember you connected the recorder to the computer yesterday. Did you upload the audio to the Internet?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Jian Xuan's eyes lit up again, looking at Mo Qingxuan expectantly.

Mo Qingxuan raised his eyebrows. Even if he had no memory, he knew where he would store things. If there were any, he should be able to find them.

The LCD TV in the living room can be connected to the Internet. Mo Qingxuan walked over and directly connected to the Internet, took out a keyboard from the TV cabinet and connected it, called up the network function, and logged into the mailbox. There were indeed two audio files in it, and the upload time was yesterday. Three forty in the afternoon.

Mo Qingxuan clicked on one of the shorter audio, and the hearts of everyone in the hall beat with the rhythm of the audio, and their eyes were fixed on the huge TV screen.

"Then I want to know, in Taoyuan Township, is the patriarch or the saint important?"

Mo Qingxuan's voice was low, mellow and elegant, and highly recognizable.

"I can't think of a reason why the saint is more important than the patriarch."

The voice paused for a while before a clear and calm voice sounded. Although the audio was somewhat different from his own voice, they could easily recognize that it was Ou Ying's voice.

"The people in Taoyuan Township, shouldn't be so talkative, right?"

Mo Qingxuan pressed on step by step, leaving no room for hesitation to the other party, and the second question was thrown out immediately after his answer.

"Not really."

This time, Ou Ying didn't have any hesitation, and her voice rang out shortly after Mo Qingxuan's voice.

Even if the audio is over here, it is not long, only more than 20 seconds, but the content contained in it is not simple.

At least it proved that what Jian Xuan said was not his illusion, but a real existence, but it was forgotten by everyone.

I don't understand why others have forgotten all the memories about Shen Ling, but Jian Xuan still remembers it. Ou Ying must have never thought of it, otherwise, why would she do such a meaningless thing?
"My mother can't be a saint, she doesn't know witchcraft!"

Familiar and unfamiliar voices sounded in the living room, ethereal and ethereal, not belonging to anyone familiar, yet not unfamiliar.

Jiang Luan looked at Mo Qingxuan in surprise, but saw that he had clicked on another audio file at some point, and then remembered that there were two audio files that he saw just now, and the other one was longer.

"Your mother is naturally not a saint. The saint is now in Taoyuan Township."

Ou Ying's voice, at this moment, seemed to be so eager, which was different from his impression, as if he was looking forward to something.

"But your grandma is, your mother was the daughter of an abandoned saint, and your grandfather raised her alone, and your grandmother found someone else to give birth to the current saint, so now the saint in Taoyuan Township is your aunt." .”

It's unusual for Ou Ying to talk a lot. In fact, they were misled from the very beginning.

It was necessary for Ou Ying to talk endlessly about Taoyuan Township, and it was also to express her inner dissatisfaction with Taoyuan Township, but she didn't elaborate on her own impressions.

The passage here seems superfluous. It sounds completely unnecessary at the moment, and it is purely an explanatory guide.

"Then, it should be your father who let my father, or let me heal you?"

"Yes."

The second recording stopped abruptly here, with only Ou Ying's ending sound, which was obviously connected to the previous audio, but was cut off temporarily, and then a new recording was made.

Ou Ying is not stupid. Although the 20-second audio is not simple, it is not so important. In Taoyuan Township, Mo Qingxuan didn't even have the chance to show it.

He naturally knew that what Mo Qingxuan gave him was only part of it. As for the rest, he didn't know how much Mo Qingxuan had recorded, and whether there were any things that were not good for him, but this did not prevent him from using his ability to Everything Mo Qingxuan recorded was erased.

It's just that he didn't understand how meticulous Mo Qingxuan's thoughts were. From the very beginning, Mo Qingxuan uploaded things just for defense, but he didn't expect it to come in handy, and so quickly.

"This...is this Shen Ling's voice?"

Mo Jinxiu pointed to the TV and looked at Jian Xuan.

Jian Xuan nodded, his expression darkened a bit, obviously remembering Shen Ling's leaving without saying goodbye.

"Wow, her voice is so beautiful and ethereal. She is also very fairy?"

Mo Qingran's eyes were shining brightly. She had never heard anyone's voice so ethereal. Even if the audio was discounted to a certain extent, it did not affect the aura-filled voice at all. This is probably the feeling of her ears being pregnant!

"Well, her eyes are very bright and aura. She doesn't know much about the world, and she seldom considers other people's feelings when she speaks. Many times, she doesn't know what she said wrong. I wonder if she is a born fairy , don’t understand anything, but they are so smart and scary.”

The corner of Jian Xuan's mouth curled up into a helpless and doting smile, which made his eyes look terrifying and lonely.

Mo Qingran didn't dare to ask any more, she also felt uncomfortable seeing Jian Xuan like this.

Jian Xuan's temperament is relatively cheerful, not as noble and powerful as Mo Qingxuan, not as refined as Cheng Ziqian, not as dull as Qiao Yiye, and the domineering Li Jin learned from Mo Qingxuan.

In contrast, Jian Xuan is the best person to get along with, and has a good temper. Whenever there is a cold scene, as long as he is there, it must be his business to warm up the scene.

"Ah Xuan, give Ou Ying a call."

Mo Jinxiu looked at Jian Xuan's appearance, sighed helplessly, and said to Mo Qingxuan.

Mo Qingxuan didn't have Ou Ying's contact information, but when he called Jia Fan yesterday, he saved Jia Fang's cell phone number by the way. He took out his cell phone, found Jia Fang's cell phone number, dialed it, and hung up after only one ring.

Mo Qingxuan put down the phone, his eyes were full of storms, his jaw was tensed, his face was gloomy, he didn't say a word, and continued to dig out a phone number in the phone and dial it.

Jiang Luan and the others didn't know what was going on, and they knew the call was not connected, so they didn't bother him, watching him dial the phone.

"Jia Fan, do you have your sister's address?"

This time the call was connected quickly, and before the other party could speak, Mo Qingxuan spoke directly.

"Eldest son? Is something wrong with my sister?"

Jia Fan was a young man with a keen mind. Hearing the impatience and hidden anger in Mo Qingxuan's voice, he immediately became nervous.

Mo Qingxuan paused for a moment. He didn't want to tell him at first, for fear of affecting his studies, but he didn't expect that he didn't control his emotions for a while, and he noticed the clues.

"Jia Fan, do you trust me?"

Mo Qingxuan calmed down his emotions and asked.

Jia Fan's stay in Jing'an Hospital was not short. When his accident happened, Jia Fan was almost recovered. He was hospitalized for more than half a year. Because of his special case, he had the most contacts with Mo Qing, Xuan Mo and Jinxiu.

Jia Fan's temperament is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Looking at the well-behaved and sensible children, his heart is calm and steady, he thinks comprehensively, and has a high vision. Many adults can't compare with him.

(End of this chapter)