The carriage was stopped halfway, Mo Lingwei untied the curtain, looked around, and saw He Wenhao galloping on horseback.
He was wearing artificial limbs, so he was not suitable for riding a horse, but riding a horse was much faster than a carriage.
In front of the carriage, He Wenhao got off the horse and stood in front of the carriage with Shinobi: "Miss Mo, there are guards from the He family in front of you, so you can't get through."
Mo Jinlan: "..."
Mo Jinlan questioned: "You are also from the He family, why should we trust you?"
He Wenhao glanced at her, then turned to look at Mo Lingwei: "Miss Mo, let's go another way, time is running out."
Mo Lingwei frowned, and was about to take Xiu'er out of the car, but was pulled back by Mo Jinlan: "Don't listen to him, he is also from the He family, since there are guards from the He family in front, why doesn't Second Master He Directly let those guards evacuate, but ran here to report the news?"
He Wenhao didn't have time to explain: "Miss Mo..."
"I trust him." Mo Lingwei pushed away Mo Jinlan's hand, and led Xiu'er out of the carriage.
Mo Jinlan chased after him: "He Wenhao, there is no other way out from here, why do you make us believe you?"
I couldn't bear to look at him, "Second Miss Mo, you have a grudge against the He family, but the young lady of the Mo family has kindness to our young master, and it is impossible for our young master to harm Miss Mo."
He Wenhao lifted the hem of his clothes, and exposed his cold silver-white prosthetics in front of Mo Jinlan: "Just because my legs were made for me by Mrs. Mo and Miss Mo, they helped me regain my foothold in the He family.
This kindness cannot be expressed clearly in a few words.
Even if Second Miss Mo doesn't believe me, she should understand what the daughter and son of the He family are doing, right? "
Mo Jinlan: "..."
Mo Jinlan hesitated, not knowing how to make up his mind.
Mo Lingwei didn't have the slightest entanglement, and asked straightforwardly: "The He family guards blocked the road in front, and the Qinglong gang chased after them. There is no other fork in the road nearby. Where should I hide?"
"Wuyin Temple." He Wenhao thought for a while, then pointed to the tall temple: "Wuyin Temple is the temple with the most incense in Yuncheng, and the back mountain is a good place to hide. It will also be hard to find.”
Mo Lingwei worried: "What if the monks in the temple are involved?"
"The members of the Qinglong Gang kill too many animals on weekdays. They are very superstitious. They will not easily attack the monks in the temple. I have some friendship with the abbot inside. Come with me." He Wenhao picked up Xiu'er and handed it to Ren Zhi, Looking back at the hundreds of people following her, "Come with me."
Mo Lingwei turned around and pulled Mo Jinlan, and drove to Wuyin Temple together with the carriage.
Just when they were about to enter the Wuyin Temple, there was a rush of hoofbeats in front of them. Gong Su led a large group of people, broke through the blockade of the He family's guards, and rushed to Mo Lingwei.
Mo Jinlan seemed to have seen a savior, and ran forward quickly, crashing headfirst into Gong Su's arms, with tears in his eyes: "Brother Gong Su, you finally came to save us."
He Wenhao: "..."
Mo Lingwei: "..."
Mo Lingwei frowned. Based on her intuition, she might not be able to hide today. She would definitely go through a big battle and put He Wenhao in a dilemma.
Gong Su Xingshi mobilized the crowd to come here, and the He family was determined to get rid of her and Xiu'er. All they had to do was to secretly buy off the bandits and make them both lose, and the He family could reap the benefits...
Gong Su hugged the frightened Mo Jinlan, gently patted her on the back, said a few words of comfort, looked up at Mo Lingwei from a distance, and asked with concern: "Ling Wei, are you alright?"
Mo Lingwei: "..."