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    "What?!!"

    The whole house changed color!

    Only Mo Ran closed his eyes and closed his eyes, calm as water.

    Everyone was in a mess: "What the hell is going on?"

    "What was the old case in Xiangtan back then?"

    "Why did he kill people"

    Mu Yanli said: "It's a long story, and because of the age, many people who knew the inside story are gone. But if you want people to know, you have to do nothing, after several investigations in Tianyin Pavilion, some evidence was found  .¡±

    In the smoke of human speech and horror, Mu Yanli looked back calmly: "Have you brought all the witnesses we found in Xiangtan?"

    The attendant went out to take a look, and replied: "Go back to the pavilion master, I'm waiting outside the hall."

    "Then go and invite the first witness in."

    The first witness entered the hall, an old craftsman, very old, hunched over, trembling, obedient, when he saw the palace full of immortals, his first reaction was to kneel on the ground with a plop, and kowtow repeatedly  , Muttering anxiously in his mouth: "I salute to all the immortal masters I salute to all the immortal masters"

    ? Mu Yanli's tone slowed down: "The old man has been exhausted by boats and cars, and the journey has been exhausting. You don't have to be nervous, I just ask some questions, answer one for one, and answer two for two."

    The old man was trembling and couldn't get up, the monk of Wusai Temple walked over, gave him a seat, and helped him to sit on it, but he was very scared, so he only touched half a corner of his buttocks, and tried his best to shrink himself to a very small size.

    Mu Yan left the mouth and said: "The first two questions. Where are you from, sir? What do you do?"

    The old man's teeth were chattering, and when he opened his mouth, he spoke with a thick accent: "I I am from Xiangtan, and I just put lanterns on the side of the street"

    Everyone looked at him very curiously, from the thin white hair to the leaky shoes.  They don't know what past stories this lantern seller can reveal.

    Mu Yanli asked: "Sir, how many years have you been selling lanterns?"

    "For most of my life there will always be fifty years, I can't remember exactly"

    "It's been long enough, the thing I want to ask you is not as far away as fifty years." Mu Yanli said, and showed him the ink, "Do you recognize this person, sir?"

    The old man raised his head and glanced at Mo Ran. Seeing that this man was tall and handsome, he was full of vigor, and he didn't dare to look at him at all, so he immediately turned his eyes away.  After a long while, he hesitated and sneaked a glance at him again, then muttered, "I don't know."

    Mu Yanli said: "It's not surprising if you don't recognize them, then let me ask you again, when you were selling lanterns next to the Zuiyu Building in Xiangtan, was there always a child who liked to stand by your stall and watch you make lanterns?"

    "Ah" The old man's eyes were cloudy, but he was very clear about this matter. He sighed and nodded, "Yes, there is such a child who comes to see it almost every night. He likes the lanterns I made, but he is poor.  Ah, I can't afford it I even talked to him a few times at that time, but he didn't like to say anything, he was very timid."

    "Sir, do you remember his name?"

    "Well, it seems to be called Mo Mo Ran'er?"

    Just now everyone was still listening intently to the old man's words. At this moment, all eyes fell on Mo Ran.

    The old man sank into the memories of the past, and muttered: "I don't remember clearly whether there is such a 'son'. I only know that he is from the Zuiyu Tower"

    Xue Zhengyi interrupted with a sullen face: "Ran'er was originally the heir of my elder brother and the nanny in the building. What's the point of asking the old gentleman to testify once again?"

    "Mommy?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands, "Oh, no. Although Nanny's son is also surnamed Mo, his name is Mo Nian, and he was a well-known bully in the streets and alleys at that time." The old man said,  He bowed his head and pointed to an old scar on his forehead.

    "I was hit by him with a brick back then. That kid is fierce, wild and skinny."

    Xue Zhengyi's face has changed: "Mo read?"

    Mrs. Wang anxiously said: "Mr., did you remember it wrong? After all, it's just a word difference. Is the mother's child called Mo Ran or Mo Nian?"

    "It's Mo Nian." The old man thought for a while, then nodded again, "I can't be wrong, how can I remember wrong, it's Mo Nian."

    Xue Zhengyong himself was leaning forward slightly. Hearing his words, he froze for a moment, then collapsed on his seat, his eyes dazed.

    "Mo Nian"

    Mu Yanli continued to ask: "The kid who came to see you paste the lanterns, what does he do in Zuiyulou, do you know?"

    "Duan YihanAh!  Could it be the two-figure music teacher who was one of the best in the past?  "

    "It's them. I remember that both of them are musicians in Xiangtan, and they are called Linjiang Shuangxian."

    "Yes, the wind is weak and the spring is coming to the ground, and the clothes are cold and the flowers are all over the sky." Someone sighed with a twisted beard, "I was only in my thirties at that time, and I was very familiar with these two names. But they  It¡¯s hard to find a song, and I heard that every time they perform, the band will be surrounded and get a lot of limelight.¡±

    Another person said: "The two music celestial beings seem to have been fighting at the time."

    Mo Ran said: "It's a fight. Xun Fengruo is two years younger than Duan Yihan, and entered the music hall two years later. She was arrogant at that time, and she was not convinced that Duan Yihan was as famous as her, so she left  Huatie, invite Duan Yihan to play three songs and dance three songs on the Zuiyu Tower to determine the level of skill."

    "Who won in the end?"

    "A tie." Mo Ran said, "But since then, the two have cherished each other. Although Xun Fengruo and Duan Yihan are not actors in the same band, they often walk around each other and are called sisters."

    Someone said impatiently: "So much nonsense! Well done, what are you talking about two women for?"

    Mo Ran glanced at him and said, "Duan Yihan is my mother." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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