"I heard Captain Mo's tone, I seem to be very clear about the situation in Chuanming County?"

Du Yong is very interested in the Holy Dan Sect and the Fire Wolf Gang, but there is no detailed information now.

Hearing Nie Lord Bo said before, Qu Yixiong sent Wang Mukun several urgent secret letters, but Wang Mukun did not discuss it publicly, but only told some news about the road.

As for the Ganzhou General Manager Nie Qingyun, he was directly responsible to the emperor, and he had no way to inquire.

Captain Mo said lightly: "I have heard some of the situation in Chuanming County before."

"Captain Mo may as well talk." Du Yong smiled and waited for the following text.

Captain Mo was silent, as if he was a little hesitant, and after a while, he spoke: "The people and soldiers of the court were divided into two groups. Qu Shaoqing was responsible for tracking the Holy Dan Sect, and General Nie was responsible for suppressing the fun-filled sects and appeaseing the people in the two counties. General Nie was very smooth, and he suppressed the fun-filled sects to death. Although the comforting people was a little bit complicated, General Nie was very experienced, so it was naturally not a problem. Qu Shaoqing was more troublesome. Not only did he not touch any nests of the Holy Dan Sect, but his subordinates had more than half of their casualties..."

"More than half of the casualties?"

Du Yong frowned, which was completely different from the news he heard about the road.

Captain Mo further explained: "The main reason is that he was seriously injured, but he didn't die. It is said that he bumped into a zombie team in a valley. Fortunately, Qu Shaoqing personally came to the palace behind the palace, otherwise most of the supervisors would have to explain in that valley."

"Zombies? How many?"

Du Yong couldn't help but take a breath of air. Qu Shaoqing's subordinates gathered most of the elites from the Dali Temple headquarters. His combat power was amazing, but he was still suppressed by zombies. It can be seen that the number of zombies is amazing.

Captain Mo looked solemn: "It seems that more than a hundred. The zombies' fighting style is mainly elbow strikes and teeth, and the speed is very fast. Many guards and guards were bitten before they could react. The severe ones were unconscious, and the mild ones were disordered in the pulse. After Qu Shaoqing and his party escaped, they stayed in the Sichuan Ming County Government Office for maintenance. General Manager Nie took all the burdens over."

Lingling looked surprised: "Oh my God, why didn't the news reach the capital?"

Captain Mo sighed: "This kind of news must be suppressed, it is even more crazy than the big crocodile. If it spreads in full, the situation that Chuanming County finally stabilizes will probably collapse again."

Du Yong was amazed and said curiously: "How did Captain Mo know?"

Captain Mo spread his hands and chuckled, "After all, I am from Weiwei Temple, and I am by the emperor. It is not surprising that I occasionally hear some more secret news."

Then he changed his serious expression: "I hope Mr. Du and Miss Lingling will not spread it."

Du Yong nodded: "Don't worry, even if we talk nonsense, we won't reveal your name."

Captain Mo smiled bitterly.

Lingling chose two scimitars himself, plus the spear head and chain ball recommended by Captain Mo, piled them together, muttering to herself: "These should be able to hit a dagger, right?"

Du Yong looked at the pile and laughed: "What kind of dagger needs so much material? Do you want to kill an elephant?"

Lingling muttered: "No elephant is that easy to kill."

"Can you play a few more."

Captain Mo took a bag, put it all up, and weighed it: "Mr. Du, these are still of some weight. Why don't I send someone to the mansion later?"

"It's OK."

Du Yong did not refuse because the second reason was that there were special transport personnel in the market.

Lingling asked, "Boss Mo, how much does it cost?"

Captain Mo originally wanted to say it was free, but when he thought that Du Yong was not the kind of person who took advantage of him, he said, "Give him five taels."

Du Yong was stunned: "Just five taels? Captain Mo is afraid he will lose money, right?"

Captain Mo shook his head: "The more complete ones have been sold out long ago. I never thought of making a lot of money. Just sell them. What's more, Mr. Du and I are colleagues. Although they are different yamen, they are similar in nature and they are all knives."

Du Yong laughed and said, "If you think I am a colleague, you shouldn't be from Mr. Du in front of Mr. Du."

Captain Mo said with the flow: "Then you call Brother Du?"

Du Yong waved his hand: "You are so much older than me, so it's not appropriate to call Brother Du. Call me Brother Du, it sounds quite pleasant. The members of our Feng Group's Seventh Team call me that."

Captain Mo bowed: "Then Brother Du can call me Brother Mo, or just call me my name, Mo Xing."

"The name is good!"

Du Yong smiled. Every time he saw this Mo Xing, Du Yong would always think of He Muye from the Dali Temple Fire Group.

He Muye and Mo Xing have similar backgrounds, both have extraordinary talents and are valued by the prince. The former is valued by Pei Ming, and they follow Pei Ming's pace, which makes them now disappear. The latter is valued by Pei Huo, but they are a little resistant to Pei Huo and are unhappy to help Pei Huo. At least Du Yong saw this.

Mo Xing took the silver handed over by Lingling, stuffed it into his clothes, and smiled and said, "If Brother Du wants to see other things, I can lead the way. I am very familiar with this second-hand market."

Du Yong came to his senses: "Other things? What else do Lingling wants to see?"

Lingling shook her head: "I didn't expect it yet, so I just stroll around casually. It's quite lively. Young Master, do you have anything to watch?"

Du Yong asked Mo Xing: "Brother Mo, are there any secrets in this market? What I am talking about is a real secret, not a funny one."

Mo Xing thought for a while: "I know a secret seller. He not only has secrets, but also many strange things, but they are all very expensive."

Speaking of this, lower your voice: "Things do not look fake, their origins should not be simple, they should come out of the soil."

Du Yongle said: "Mr. Dou, right?"

Mo Xing was stunned: "What is Dou Ye?"

Du Yong explained: "It's the Master of the Country, who does a deadly business."

Mo Xing nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, it's the Master, but he doesn't admit it, saying it was collected from the countryside. But how could he hide it from me? Once I saw that he looked very wrong. In my experience, it was stained with corpse poison."

"Corpsy poison?"

Lingling frowned her little face, obviously a little scared, and pulled Du Yong's sleeve: "Young master, let's not go, right?"

Du Yong patted her on the shoulder and gave her courage: "What are you afraid of? We won't go to the cemetery. If you like something, wouldn't it be better to buy it for disinfection?"

Speaking of this, he rubbed his hands: "There is a master, why didn't you pay attention to it before?"

Lingling saw him so excited: "Young Master, why are you so interested?"

Du Yong laughed and said, "When I went to the Imperial College before, many old scholars said that history was broken, and if you want to figure it out, you have to study the things in the soil."

Mo Xing echoed: "Those old scholars are right. Why don't I take Brother Du here now?"

Du Yong thanked him for his kindness: "You still have to look at the stall, just tell me the approximate location."

Mo Xing shook his head: "It doesn't matter if the stall is there, my family will come over later. That Chinese master is not easy to deal with. If I go there, I can avoid pulling and wiping, and bargaining."

Speaking of this, Du Yong really couldn't refuse: "Then it's a blessing for Brother Mo!"

Mo Xing picked up the bag: "Then you guys wait a moment, I'll explain the errands."

After seeing him go away, Lingling asked Du Yong: "Young Master, isn't it illegal to secretly dig a grave? If we buy that kind of thing, wouldn't it be illegal to follow it? Isn't that Captain Mo trying to harm the young master?"

Du Yong chuckled and said, "You little girl, you think very well."

Lingling blinked: "Does that young master want to catch that master? By the way, he will convict Captain Mo?"

Du Yong shook his head: "It's not that complicated. I really want to buy things. Captain Mo can't harm me."

It’s not that strict to catch the soil, and it’s not easy to catch it.

There are many high-ranking officials and scholars who like to buy unearthed things, and they can be used for display or research. If you really want to be serious, you won’t be able to catch so many.

Another point is that in Dongzhou, Qiongzhou, Mozhou and other places, in addition to ancient tombs, there are many ancient battlefields, and many unearthed things are dug out from the tombs or from the ancient battlefields, which is difficult to judge.

When it comes to business, Du Yong once heard Yang Jin say that few front-line personnel who dig soil rarely set up stalls in the market, mostly sold to second-deao dealers, and then scattered from second-deao dealers to various circles.

So when Mo Xing said that there was a front-line staff member who set up a stall here, Du Yong immediately became interested. "You two have to wait a long time, let's go!"

Not long after, Mo Xing came back and led the way forward.

The stall is in the corner of the market. The stall owner is in his twenties, with a thin figure, calm eyes and lazy body, but it gives people the impression that they should not be despised.

"He Laosan, I have brought you a guest, hurry up and take out all the good things." Mo Xing shouted bluntly.

There are a few things on the stall, jars and bronzes, which do look like old objects.

"Isn't it the guest like that last time?" He Laosan curled his lips and looked at Du Yong, with a slight disdain on his face. He obviously thought Du Yong was a poor man.

Du Yong did not look like a rich man today.

"Not so much nonsense? My brother has money, but I'm afraid you won't have good things." Mo Xing snorted.

"Isn't there anything on the stall? They are all good things, just look at it slowly." He Laosan said lightly.

"Just these bottles and jars, there's a big deal. What do you usually say, magic weapons, ancient sheepskin books, and gems from ancient times. Don't be too verbally speaking, take them out quickly."

Mo Xing continued to urge and even began to threaten: "Do you want me to come and check your stall frequently in the future?"

"The uncle of Weiwei Temple is unreasonable." He Laosan muttered.

"Brother He is right? Brother Du Yong, if there is good things, money is not a problem." Du Yong said with a smile.

"Du Yong?"

He Laosan became serious and looked at Du Yong again, and asked in a deep voice: "But the Du Yong, the three-match killer Meng Ji, who captured the big crocodile and fished bones in Yuhe?"

Du Yong nodded: "It's my brother."

He Laosan quickly bowed and said respectfully: "He is really disrespectful!"
Chapter completed!