"Second uncle, oh no......"

Shen Lang flipped through the documents for a moment, and said flatly, "What?"

Gu Ziche hurriedly raised the mobile phone in his hand, his palm-sized little face was full of panic, and he hurriedly said, "Mo Chen has an accident!"

Only then did Shen Lang raise his eyes to look at Gu Ziche, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you have something to say at once, don't squeeze the toothpaste." ”

Gu Ziche was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly continued: "Mo Chen was kidnapped. ”

Shen Lang couldn't help but ponder, looking at Gu Ziche's panicked appearance, he couldn't help but sigh: "What information do you have at present?"

"The kidnappers asked you to bring some Qinglong box to change people, and didn't say anything else. ”

Shen Lang's eyes were cold, and he locked on the two candidates in his heart, and after thinking about it, he quickly got up and said, "Where to trade." ”

Gu Ziche's face stiffened, and he said in a slurred voice: "It's where I picked you up last time, it seems to be the Mo family." ”

Shen Lang sneered, and got involved with Mo Yi again, looked at Gu Ziche with a gloomy face, and asked puzzledly, "What is the relationship between Mo Chen and Mo Yi?"

"Mo Yi, you're talking about Mo Chen's uncle, right......?"

"Uncle?"

Shen Lang felt that things were not so simple, put on his blazer, and left the company in a hurry.

Driving to Mo's house, Mo Yi seemed to have expected him to come, and had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

Seeing Shen Lang get out of the car, Mo Yi took three or two steps to the front of the car, and his eyes were gloomy.

Shen Lang closed the car door and said with a bad face: "If you can't get the idea of fighting the green dragon without Vermilion Bird, Mr. Mo's methods are really indiscriminate." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yi said sarcastically: "Do you think that everyone is born with the blood of the four beasts like you? Even if I get the green dragon, it will be useless." ”

"First sold your daughter for glory, and now you use your nephew, what you do really doesn't match people at all. ”

"If a man is not for himself, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. ”

Shen Lang sneered, "Hand over the people." ”

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability or not. ”

Mo Yi led Shen Lang into the Mo family, all the way to the mouth of the media sewer where he had gone to the treasure hall before.

Shen Lang followed Mo Yi without saying a word, this time it was not the same as going to the Treasure Hall, the cold and damp environment exuded a rancid smell, and even the chirping of rats could be heard, which made people feel a little creepy.

The faint lights on both sides hit Mo Yi's face, glowing with some greasy light, and he walked forward step by step, like a walking corpse.

Zombie?

Shen Lang was taken aback by his thoughts, and stood still to look carefully.

Mo Yi was indeed dragging his heavy body like a zombie, moving forward slowly.

Hearing the footsteps behind him stop abruptly, Mo Yi turned his head mechanically, and under the light of the oil, he saw him smile coldly: "If you don't hurry up, Mo Chen is only afraid that he will die in the ghost cellar." ”

Hearing this, Shen Lang frowned, looked at Mo Yi in front of him with a complicated expression, and did not speak.

Mo Yi turned his head again mechanically, dragging the heavy corpse forward and continuing to walk.

Shen Lang hesitated slightly, but still chose to keep up with his steps.

The sound of water dripping was ticking, and the further you went, the more you could smell a foul smell coming from the inside out, like the disgusting smell of a corpse.

Ahead, there was a faint glow of dark red, and the smell was getting stronger.

Waiting in front of a fan-shaped hole, Mo Yi yawned gloomily, his teeth creaked loudly, and only after a while did he say strangely: "Mo Chen is at the bottom of the ghost cellar, he is not an immortal cultivator, you can't bring him out within an hour, he will die." ”

Before leaving, Mo Yi also reminded quite kindly: "If you can't hold on, it's better to hand over the Qinglong Box as soon as possible, which is good for everyone." ”

Shen Lang glanced at Mo Yi with slanted eyes, and said coldly, "Don't bother. ”

Mo Yi dragged his tired body back towards the way he came, step by step as if he had a thousand catties of iron on his legs.

Shen Lang retracted his gaze, and there was only a narrow road in the fan-shaped hole in front of him, the road surface was uneven, vertically downward, and the pitted stone steps, the bottomless black cellar, and the skull weeds placed on the side of the stairs were all palpitating.

Walking down step by step, Shen Lang opened his divine sense, and after finding out that there was no danger below, he sped up his steps.

As his feet touched the ground, Shen Lang's vision instantly became clear.

The huge cellar was littered with corpses, red rags hung all over the barbed walls, bright red colors reflected the whole space, and there were even rats flying on the ground, and the dust and cobwebs formed a huge area, which couldn't help but be creepy.

Shen Lang's pace couldn't help but slow down, and he raised his hand from time to time to look at the time, and as the minutes passed, he still didn't find any clues.

Trying to lean against the wall to find the ladder down, with the faint light of the mobile phone, Shen Lang had to speed up his steps.

"Ah......h

A cry of pain was particularly piercing in the secluded cellar.

Shen Lang paused to make sure there was no other sound, and then raised his leg and took a step.

There was another cry of pain, there was something soft on the soles of his feet, and Shen Lang immediately shone the light source.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Shen Lang was so shocked that Shen Lang took a few steps back and looked at the ragged man on the ground.

The gray rag robe could not cover his skinny body, and the dirty gray curly hair that grew to the psoas muscles was split and knotted, like a beggar, his hands were handchained, and he was lying on the ground in decadence.

"Are you okay?"

Recalling what Mo Yi said about the ghost cellar, Shen Lang subconsciously wanted to mistake the person in front of him for a ghost!

The man appeared to be asleep and did not respond.

Shen Lang stepped forward cautiously and gently kicked his arm with his foot.

"Why are you so rude. ”

The man snorted dissatisfiedly, and his hoarse voice was like a saw cutting through a piece of wood.

"Are you human?"

The man was silent for a while, then smiled, "You can still talk to ghosts, then you are very good." ”

After speaking, he added: "Turn off your light, I can't open my eyes." ”

Shen Lang turned off the flashlight in response, and the man snapped his fingers, and the entire cellar bucket became bright.

While Shen Lang looked at the man, he saw that he brushed his hair, revealing an extremely old face, wrinkled all over his face, like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Do you want to ask me who my last name is, where I live, and why I'm here?"

Before Shen Lang could speak, the old man took the lead in asking.

Seeing that Shen Lang was still silent, the old man continued: "Do you want to ask me how do you know what you want to ask?"

"I don't see you're still a chatterbox. ”

"You wouldn't say that if you're alone in this shady place for decades. ”

Shen Lang didn't want to entangle with him more, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

The old man's eyes widened instantly, and he said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, it's just an excuse that you don't want to accompany me." ”

Sorry, you're the truth.