Uncle Mo didn't expect that the person who saved her would be Yan Jue.
When she looked back at him, her first feeling was that something was not right. After looking at him for a long time, she realized that his mask had been taken off. With a quick turn of mind, she thought of Duke Mo, Mo Shouzheng and the Mohist disciples who came to Baiyue.
Yesterday, everyone seemed to have black gauze pinned to their arms.
She stared at his more conspicuous face with wide eyes. Her mind was in a mess for a moment, her eyes were red for no reason, and she almost shed tears.
"Are you okay?" Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he stretched out his hand to touch her. Mo Shuruo took a few steps back unconsciously, lowered his head slightly, and said solemnly: "Thank you, City Lord, for saving me."
The half-stretched hand paused, and there was a slight flash of emotion between his eyebrows, but for a moment, she wouldn't see it again.
"Who was the person who put the concealed weapon just now?" When the topic changed, it was rare for him to be so indifferent.
Mo Shuruo said: "I don't know, but to my surprise, I found that Jinglou Xue is still alive."
"She's not dead!" Yan Jue said, "We haven't seen her for half a month. It seems that things have made progress."
Mo Shuruo said: "I will tell you what happened when I have time. But City Lord, why are you here?"
"Although you can avoid the Mo family's eyes, you have forgotten the secret guards I left behind."
"Secret guard?" Mo Shuruo said in confusion.
Apart from Yuanyao, whom she often heard about, she really didn't know who else was there.
Before she could think of an answer, he said, "Let's go."
She looked up, "Where to go?"
"I'll take you back to Baiyue Mansion."
She refused: "Don't rush back to Baiyue Mansion! Now that we have arrived at Wangsun Tomb, I want to go and see Baiyue Xi's tomb."
Although everyone said that Baiyue Xi was dead, she still had doubts. For the sake of the case and for Jinglouxue, she had to find out clearly.
He thought for a while and said, "Okay."
After speaking, he raised his hand and whistled, and a white horse galloped from the woods.
Mo Shuruo looked at his back, "Has the City Lord been to Wangsun Tomb?"
"I haven't been there." He grabbed the reins of the horse and agreed casually, "But Yuyao has already told me the detailed route." He raised his hand and nodded his head, smiling: "Don't worry, I'll remember it all.
I won’t lose you in my mind.”
"Cough cough cough..." She blushed with embarrassment and turned her head to pretend to cough.
Damn, this smile is so kind...
I have deliberately kept a distance from him, but he seems to be becoming more and more natural.
Mo Shuruo shook his head vigorously.
No, if you continue like this, you will definitely have random thoughts again...
"Come." He got on his horse and handed her a hand.
Mo Shuruo was stuck like a wooden stake, and he began to lose control of his emotions.
She opened her eyes wide and groomed herself.
Uncle Mo, if you calm down, it's not like you've never done this before!
She handed over her hand tremblingly, and with a squeeze, she was already sitting on the horse.
After the banquet, the horse went forward.
Mo Shuruo closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess. He just kept repeating three words:
Don't panic, don't panic...
"What's wrong?" He seemed to notice her nervousness.
Mo Shuruo came back to his senses and his voice trembled slightly, "No, it's okay. Maybe I feel a little uncomfortable because I didn't rest last night..."
"Then take a rest first and then go."
She hurriedly refused, "No! It's not that uncomfortable..."
The two fell silent one after another.
Mo Shuruo looked at the horse's head strangely. Yan Jue could not see anything, but the horse was riding smoothly.
"I heard from You Jiang that you were taken away by someone. Is that person Jinglou Xue?"
If Uncle You Jiang and Mo wanted to get through, he would probably be his secret guard.
"Did she hurt you?"
This concern came suddenly, and Mo Shuruo said hurriedly: "No, no. On the contrary, I thanked her for catching me. If she hadn't kidnapped me, how could I have let her eat the psychic poison by chance and understand the ins and outs of the matter."
"Compared to hiding in the dark and not coming out, her action will really help you."
The horse was greedy and ran away when it saw the green grass in the field. Yanjue reined in the reins, reached out and patted the horse's head, and it actually walked back to the official road obediently.
Mo Shuruo was shocked by the horse's behavior and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
He then heard Yan Jue say: "I didn't expect that the mastermind behind the manipulation of living corpses would actually be Jinglou Xue."
Mo Shuruo sighed, "I didn't expect that either."
Yan Jue said: "Can you find out her purpose?"
"The reason is quite complicated." She felt a little sad for Jinglouxue, probably out of pity, "The city lord knows that Jinglouxue is not the biological daughter of the King of Nanyue."
"Fake?" He laughed, "Things seem to be getting interesting."
Mo Shuruo didn't find it interesting.
When she thought of Jinglouxue, she didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. When she heard that Baiyue Xi was dead, when she came back to her senses, Jinglouxue would definitely check it out as soon as possible. What would happen then? Who
Do not know at all.
"The main reason why Jinglou Xue is crazy is because she knows that she is just a substitute found by the King of Nanyue for his biological daughter." Mo Shuruo smiled bitterly, "The twenty years of upbringing turned out to be a conspiracy.
If it were me, I would also be disheartened."
"Everyone has his or her own destiny. You can't always put yourself in someone else's position to see things. If you sympathize with the prisoner, you are doing harm to the victim. As the future head of the Mo family, your heart must remain fair."
Mo Shuruo said: "I know. But Jinglou Xue is also a victim. My justice must not only be given to the world, but I must also be responsible to her."
Yan Jie did not speak.
Mo Shuruo didn't speak any more.
After a while of silence, my mind had already gone through many thoughts from Jinglou Xue to the development of the case to Baiyue Xi. Finally, it suddenly and inexplicably stopped on Yan Jue, thinking of him before he left and his eyes that could not see.
"That day, didn't you say you might not come back..."
Yan Jue said: "Originally, senior brother had no intention of letting me come back."
Yan Jue's senior brother? Mo Shuruo remembered that sickly man who also looked cold and cold. She had seen Yu Hua Fu Xian very few times at Tianmu Peak, mostly because of Hua Ci.
Having said that, after the death of the former city lord Qian He, Tianmu Peak must be burdened with countless chores. Could it be that he came all the way back at this time because he didn't believe that he could complete Baiyue...
"Then why did you come back?" She whispered: "Do you not believe that I can..."
"No." He interrupted her, "I believe you can solve this case. I came back because I have other things to do."
She didn't speak again, and it took a long time before she hesitated to say: "Are you okay?" Afraid that he would misunderstand, she hurriedly explained, "The Lord of Qianhe City has just passed away, and you are rushing to attend to official duties. I'm afraid you will be sad..."
He smiled and said, "What would you do if I said I was sad?"
"Huh?" She was confused.
"Xiao Ci is afraid that I will be sad and will give me flower candy to comfort me. What about you, what will you do?"
"I...I am a quiet person..."
On the face he acted as if nothing had happened, but in his heart he felt very uncomfortable.
You are sad, what can I do? Being able to accompany you is already a luxury... Suddenly she realized that she had reached a point where she could not let go easily. She felt as desperate as falling into hell. If we continue to treat each other like this
If she goes on, how long can she hide it? What will she do if she is discovered...
At noon, with the sun in the sky, the Wangsun Tomb does not have the gloomy atmosphere of the Xin Tomb, and it exudes the serenity of a place where the dead should live.
The two rode on the deserted official road and soon stopped in front of the mausoleum mountain road.
Although the appearance of the Wangsun Tomb is not as grand as the Xin Mausoleum, it is more than adequate compared to the tombs of the princes of the Central Plains.
She couldn't help but sigh: "If I can have such a beautiful tomb when I die, I will laugh even in hell."
Yan Jue said helplessly: "Your ideas are always so derailed and unrealistic."
Mo Shuruo looked at the mausoleum and giggled, "That's right. Then when I die, I will burn it with a fire, file the bones and scatter the ashes. It will be clean. I don't have to worry about the flesh rotting bit by bit, and I don't have to worry about being raped by others after I die."
Wake up and become a living corpse." When the cold wind blew, she suddenly shrunk her neck and glanced around, "Why should I talk about this kind of thing in a place like this..."
Yan Jue raised a corner of his mouth and said, "Let's go." After saying that, he turned over and dismounted.
"Wait for me." Mo Shuruo quickly jumped off the horse and followed him at a trot without falling.
The mausoleums of kings and grandsons are built in the open sky. The cobblestone paths are intricately intertwined, and there are mausoleums of kings and grandsons on both sides.
Yan Jue strode forward, while Mo Shuruo acted obscenely. He would say goodbye at one moment and muttered a few words at another: "Rest in peace, everyone. We didn't mean to disturb you. Please don't crawl out just because you have nothing to do."
There was a pain in the back, and when he was backing up, he accidentally bumped into someone who suddenly stopped. He looked sideways at her, "Have you found it?"
She said without thinking, "What about you?" After saying that, she felt that she had said the wrong thing and was stunned on the spot.
Yan Jue acted as if nothing was wrong, shook his head and said: "No, you can keep searching, I'll go and take a look."
She called softly to his back: "Don't go far."
Yanjue looked back at her.
She coughed and turned her head away, saying stubbornly, "I'm not afraid. There are many trails. I'm afraid you'll get lost."
Yan Jue smiled and continued walking.
She looked at his back and felt depressed. She knew he couldn't see, but she still blushed when she looked into his eyes. It was really useless!
After complaining, I started looking for them one by one.
At first, she was just searching randomly, but later she discovered that each generation of kings and grandchildren had clear patterns, so after a while, she saw the tombstone of Baiyue Xi.
"Found it!" she shouted loudly and rushed over excitedly.
Suddenly, a cry from Yanjue came from behind: "Don't go there!"
She paused, looked back at him, and asked strangely: "What's wrong?" Before she could hear his answer, Mo Shuruo felt the soil beneath her feet trembling. She looked down and found that the ground was cracking rapidly.
The feeling of standing was not good, but there was no time. For a moment, I couldn't stand and fell down with the soil.
Her eyesight went dark, and for a few seconds she only felt a clear sense of weightlessness. A cold pulling force suddenly came from her wrist, and her body was grabbed by Yan Jue and hung at the entrance of the cave. Dust and sand fell all over her face. She choked a few times and fell to the ground.
After falling continuously, he finally calmed down. Mo Shuruo took the opportunity to look at the dark bottomless pit beneath him. He held a breath in his heart and couldn't help but suck in a cold breath. If he really fell, he would definitely die.
It's a burial place... but fortunately, there was no danger!
"How are you?"
Her voice was quite calm, "I'm fine."
He climbed up to the ground and touched the ground again. His feet were so weak that he even took several steps back. He reached out to help her, but he didn't expect to be rejected. "No! I can do it myself."
He lowered his hand, not minding her alienation, and changed the subject: "Although it is not a royal tomb, there will still be traps. Just follow me and stop running around."
A female voice sounded in his mind, and it was clearly what Yuanyao told him yesterday.
——"The road to Wangsunling is easy to recognize. You just need to ride Baicai along the official road." As he said this, he did not forget to sigh: "Baicai is a horse that is far more powerful than a guide dog." It seemed like he was remembering something.
, "Ah, by the way, I would like to remind you that the construction of Wangsun Tomb started a month ago, and it seems that a sinkhole was dug. I don't know who Baiyue Hou prepared this for, but if you want to go, be sure to make a circle."
With a helpless smile on Yanjue's lips, she walked around the big hole in front of her and walked to the door of the mausoleum behind the tombstone. She stretched out her hand and accurately touched the sealed gap.
Mo Shuruo stood behind him and asked, "Can you open it?"
"Yeah." He responded, "But it needs to be destroyed."
"Hey, wait a minute." She grabbed his right arm that was about to use force with both hands. Seeing him looking back at her, she hurriedly let go and said, "We entered the tomb without permission and even destroyed the tomb door. When the time comes,
What should I do if Marquis Baiyue is angry?"
He thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to go in?"
"I want to..." Before she could finish her words, there was a bang, and the tomb door crashed to the ground in her frightened eyes.
Yanjue tilted his head towards her, "Just thinking about it is enough."
Mo Shuruo looked at Shi Men who fell to the ground, was stunned for a long time, and looked at him with a look of resentment, "But I still have a chance!"
"If you don't want to go in, you can stay here." Seeing him taking out a fire stick and blowing it, he threw it away and threw the fire stick into the dark tomb. He faintly saw it shaking a few times but did not go out.
I turned my head and listened inadvertently, and seemed to hear the subtle sound of the flames swaying, and then I stepped in.
Mo Shuruo was blown by the cold wind, and after a moment of mental struggle, he jumped up and followed him.
Yanjue took every step very steadily, perhaps because he couldn't see, so he had to be careful every step he took.
There were three steps down the passage in front of her. Seeing him walking straight forward, she almost said 'be careful'.
Her mind was spinning rapidly. When the two of them passed by the steps, she stepped down first, pretending to be in pain, "Ah! There are actually steps..."
Yanjue stopped and asked, "Did you twist your foot?"
Mo Shuruo moved his legs and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
He hummed, said nothing, and continued walking forward. Seeing him step down the steps smoothly, Mo Shuruo breathed a sigh of relief and trotted over to follow him.
Although there was no cold wind in the tomb, she felt the air was cool. She looked around, and the next moment she bumped into Yan Jue who suddenly stopped. Mo Shuruo rubbed his painful head and watched him lift the fire off the ground.
pick up.
"Are there any living corpses here?"
Yan Jue looked back at her and chuckled: "Why, are you scared?"
Mo Shuruo's face turned red from holding back, and he really had nothing to say. He raised his head and said in a tone like a broken jar: "Ah, I, Mo Shuruo, have never seen these things in most of my life, so what if I'm afraid!"
He looked at the fire fold in his hand and said casually, "Just stay with me if you're afraid."
She was stunned.
"Let's go."
Yan Jue casually held her left hand in his palm with a hook, and his cheeks that had not yet cooled down suddenly burst into tears again. He did not notice anything strange about her and pulled her forward.
The Wangsun Tomb is very different from the Wang Tomb. There is no tunnel or side chamber. After going down a few steps, there is just a tomb with a coffin in the middle. There are torches placed around it before the cave was closed. Mo Shuruo took it from his hand.
Excessive exaggeration, "I'll light the fire, and you find a way to open the middle coffin lid."
When she lit the last torch, Yanjue had already gotten lucky and moved the canopy of the coffin to one side, exposing most of the gap.
He returned to her side and said: "The body is a bit putrid, are you sure you want to see it?"
She swallowed, holding the torch but not daring to move forward. She closed her eyes, and all that flashed through her mind was Jinglou Xue's sad look.
There may be many people in this world who can help her, but at the moment, the only one who can help her get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible is herself.
Opening his eyes again, Mo Shuruo gave him a definite answer.
"I must see Baiyue Xi with my own eyes."
Although his steps were slow, he finally reached the coffin. The interior of the coffin was blurry, and he could only smell a particularly unpleasant rotten odor.
She turned back and glanced at Yan Jue to make sure he was still standing there, and she instantly felt fear descending from her heart.
She slowly brought the torch closer, and under the halo, a face covered with black and purple scars appeared in front of her eyes. Her face turned pale instantly, and a familiar face with the same scars flashed in her mind. The torch fell to the ground, and Mo Mo
Shuruo's pupils were dilated, as if he had been stimulated, and he suddenly covered his ears with his hands and screamed.
"ah--"
In an instant, Yan Jue's figure swayed and flew away like the wind. He held her waist with one hand and kicked the end of the coffin, closing the gap. The two of them instantly moved to the corner farthest from the coffin.
"Mo Shuruo! Mo Shuruo!" He grabbed her trembling shoulders, his voice was filled with anxiety that he didn't even know he had, and he put his big hand on her cheek, forcing her to look up, "Look at me."
Her little face was pale, and she opened her eyes wide open with all her strength, but tears still fell from the corners of her eyes. She bit her lip with her teeth, but she didn't even sob.
"Speak!" He frowned, his empty eyes too panicked to focus on a certain point, "I'm here, don't be afraid."
Mo Shuruo woke up and stared at his anxious look. For a moment, she was very happy, happy that he was blind, happy that he couldn't see herself at this moment.
Everyone in this world has a fragile side, and it is precisely because of this vulnerability that we don’t want anyone to know.
She opened her mouth and said, "I'm fine."
Hearing the tremor in her voice, he frowned, "What did you see?"
"I do not want to say……"
"Okay, let's go out now."
"No." She grabbed him, "I must make sure whether he is Baiyue Xi."
He was already so frightened that he still wanted to see it! He was a little unbelievable.
Mo Shuruo took a few steps back and said nothing.
He was really worried, but seeing her attitude of not giving up until she achieved her goal, he couldn't think of anything better to say.
"Don't force yourself."
"Um."
Yan Jue waved his hand, and the coffin lid was lifted open by a force, flying into the air, spinning rapidly and falling to the ground, making a huge noise.
She walked forward, frowning and trying to ignore his rotten face. The bright yellow satin quilt in the coffin, and the countless gold and silver buried with him, could clearly see the importance Baiyue Marquis paid to the owner of the tomb. Her eyes glanced at his chest, and a jade pendant immediately placed it on his chest.
She was attracted. It was an accessory that was not beautifully carved, but the quality of the jade was very good. It was shaped like a flower without petals, like a circle without arcs, like a piece of rough stone that had not yet been carved. It was only slightly cut and hollowed out, and even
The polishing is not finished yet.
Logically speaking, the Baiyue family would not use this kind of thing. Mo Shuruo picked it up and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt it seemed familiar.
She was suddenly startled, yes, she had seen it before!