"Come with me. Mo Yan saw that Zhong Hou had no intention of refusing, so he opened his mouth to invite. Out of nowhere he 'touched' a small lantern in his hand, Zhong Houzheng wondered, at this time, the sky was just right, what did he need the lantern for? Soon he knew...... Mo Yan pushed open a small 'door', and there was actually a dark tunnel below, and at a glance, there was no end to the black 'hole' and 'hole', and I didn't know how long it was and where it led.

Mo Yan took the lead in the front, as if he was not at all afraid that Zhong Hou would be unfavorable to him from behind. Zhong Hou followed and walked in. The tunnel is not very 'damp', and it seems that it has been excavated for a long time. The soil on the ground is soft and soft to walk on, but it is very comfortable.

"It's been a bit old. Mo Yan explained, and then smiled weirdly, under the light of the lantern, Zhong Hou's heart was a little chilly, "There are a lot of mechanisms here, don't 'mess' with anything." ”

Zhong Hou suddenly became depressed, the mechanism is not good at all, and he is very depressed at the moment, and there is always a feeling of being powerful and nowhere to go.

He also smiled: "Of course I won't 'mess around', I'm not a villain, the Lord of Mogu must be a good master." ”

Mo Yan smiled: "As long as the guests are good enough, of course I, the host, will be extra warm and caring." Well, please. As they spoke, the two of them had already walked through the tunnel and came to a place. This place is obviously still underground, but it is very wide, and I don't know how it was built.

Seeing more than a dozen houses on both sides, it seems that some hidden things in Mogu should be placed here. METRO's precious 'girl' should also be here, but the Mogu Lord is so determined to bring himself here, and he is not afraid of revealing the secret at all, it seems that it is not easy for him to get out. There are so many mechanisms here, which is really a headache.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be wronged by President Zhong Hou during this period of time. For the sake of secrecy, I hope that Chairman Zhong Hou will start his research here, and he will not be able to leave until the matter is completed, so forgive me. Mo Yan said politely, but in fact it was unquestionable.

Zhong Hou smiled bitterly, he had long known that there was nothing good in this, but now the situation was even more difficult, which was equivalent to being under house arrest. Despite the anxiety in his heart, Zhong Hou's face was silent, and he looked very ignorant: "In this way, if I can't study it, won't I die here for the rest of my life?"

"Of course not. Mo Yan smiled. There is a sentence he silently added in his heart, a lifetime is too long, at most I will only give you half a month, if half a month is not good, then I am no wonder.

"This is the room you'll live in in the future. Here, you just concentrate on research, don't move around at will, don't come into contact with others, don't ......" Mo Yan said more than a dozen times in a row, making Zhong Houtou as big as a fight. Finally he put an end to the instructions and got down to business.

After a few steps to a corner of a room, a Ming Dynasty 'flower' vase was removed, and a dark grid appeared behind it. I don't know how Mo Yan 'fiddled', after a while, the dark grid opened, and he took out a book from it, and his cautious appearance was enough to make Zhong Hou sure that this was the original authentic Neijing Thirteen Directions.

"Put him away, don't miss a bit. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, Mo Yan still 'handed over' the book to Zhong Hou. Now I can only trust him.

After receiving this book, a strange touch reached the depths of my heart, a tremor of the heart, a touch of the soul. It seems that the book has long belonged to him, as if it had been lost and regained. Gently rubbing the cover of the book, there is a trace of "fascination" in the eyes, and I don't know what the book is made of, the feeling of "touching" it is very delicate, and it has not been damaged at all after thousands of years, and the wisdom of the ancients is simply beyond imagination.

"It is said that the thirteen squares of the Neijing contain the secret of immortality. I think this legend should have a lot of credibility, if not true. At the very least, there must be a lot of 'medicine' prescriptions that can be researched in this, and with these 'medicine' prescriptions, we can benefit all mankind. For the sake of mankind, we will take a step forward in realizing the Great Harmony Society. Of course, there must be the benefits of President Zhong Hou. ”

At this time, Zhong Hou finally understood why they kept looking for doctors, and finally found Chinese medicine doctors, just to study the 'medicine' prescription. The idea of benefiting all mankind may not be credible, but there is no doubt that those who have the 'medicine' can reap incalculable benefits.

"Okay, I'll do my best. Zhong Hou's face also lit up, "It's just that if you really find out, I still hope that the valley master will give me more remuneration for my hard work." At this moment, Zhong Hou's face shone brightly, and he seemed to be moved by Mo Yan's words, and suddenly became longing.

How much people love money in the world, a trace of disdain flashed across Mo Yan's face, and he valued Zhong Hou a little less. People who have weaknesses naturally don't need to be valued. People who have the weakness of greed for money are not worth mentioning. Extremely vulgar, this is Mo Yan's comment in the bottom of his heart.

……

Zhong Hou is gone. Zhong Hou was taken away by Mogu's senior brother, and then he never came back. Mo Fei said that Zhong Hou had a secret mission to do, so he would not 'show up' in a short time. One day, two days, three days...... Five days passed. Zhong Hou still didn't show up.

At this moment, whether they were attached to Zhong Hou or not, the Chinese medicine practitioners were a little panicked. Panic like a lost dog, this should be the best illustration of them. All day long, none of them have any 'fine' work, and they seem to have lost their enthusiasm for research. Mo Fei didn't care about this, and he didn't expect these people to do anything anyway, their existence was really dispensable.

……

"Senior Brother Mo Fei, it's not good, it's not good. On this day, Murphy was having breakfast, and suddenly a big man rushed in, his face full of panic and uneasiness.

"What's going on?" Mo Fei was a little displeased, "Don't be so 'frizzy' in doing things, let's say, what's going on?"

"There's a man dead!" "Tanaka has always been very safe, except for birth, old age, sickness and death, there has never been a death incident, this big man is very frightened.

"Dead?" Murphy was also very unsettled at this time, "Who are the people who died, are they the doctors, or our people?"

Dahan said: "It is a later Chinese medicine practitioner. I don't know why, I was found dead in my house this morning. ”

"Take me to see it. Mo Fei couldn't keep up with breakfast, so he immediately prepared to go and see it. Although those traditional Chinese medicine are not of great value, it does not mean that whoever wants to 'get' death will 'get' death.

rushed to the room of this Chinese medicine doctor and saw the situation of the deceased, Mo Fei suddenly felt a chill in his heart. This murderer's method of killing is clean and neat, to a terrible degree. Mo Fei felt that even if he made his own move, it would be nothing more than that.

Who would have done this, and what was the purpose of doing this, Murphy couldn't figure it out. Is it just muddying the waters, but what is the purpose of muddying the waters?

"This must have been done by Zhong Hou. Mo Xin stood at the front of the crowd and suddenly spoke.

Mo Fei glanced at Mo Xin and was noncommittal.

Mo Xin continued: "Is he missing? No, he actually ran away, he killed the Chinese medicine practitioners, and then framed us so that the rest of the Chinese medicine practitioners would not be doing things for us. Don't fall for the ploy of this vicious thief!"

Murphy listened and couldn't help but laugh. Zhong Hou's whereabouts are known to him, and it is impossible for him to come out and kill people no matter what. However, Mo Fei thought about it for a while, but still did not refute Mo Xin's words. Actually, this misunderstanding is not bad.

"I think it will be Zhong Hou's doing. It was the arrogant young man Zhao Wuqing who spoke, and he waited for Mo Xin fiercely, as if Mo Xin was the incarnation of Zhong Hou.

"Doctor Zhong Hou, how is it possible?" some people questioned.

"Yes, Dr. Zhong Hou is both virtuous and artistic, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing.

"Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing hearts, everyone has another side. Maybe he's trying to kill us all, so there's no one to compete with him. "This guy is a 'yin' conspiracy.

"Nonsense. Zhong Hou is already the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, and he has reached the top, and he is still afraid of competition. It's just a joke. It was the short man who was rescued by Zhong Hou who spoke, he didn't know Zhong Hou's identity at first, but now that he knows, he is very convinced of Zhong Hou, and when he heard someone slandering Zhong Hou, he couldn't help but jump out.

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In the crowd, Mu Hanqiu's face was a little pale...... This sudden turn of events caught him off guard. Zhong Hou's accidental disappearance and the occurrence of the dead incident all show that this is an uneventful day. What will the future be? Mu Hanqiu was deeply confused. In life, there is really too much helplessness. In fact, Mu Hanqiu has always studied carefully, he knows that there must be a master of Huaxia hidden in the crowd, as long as his research has results, then, there will be people from Huaxia who will find a way to pass on the new number, and when the time comes, he and the Mu family can make a comeback, and the scenery is infinite. It's a pity that the gap between imagination and reality is so big, I knew that this time it was destined not to be peaceful, but now I am actually dead. It was not the first time Mu Hanqiu had died, but this time he was in the scene of death, which still made him feel a chill.

Zhong Hou...... The name has been chewed on countless times, but never has it tasted so different as it does today. The freckled little 'female' dragon stood lightly beside Mo Xin, and a smile flashed at the corner of her mouth when she heard her random guesses. Immediately, there was a trace of worry in his expression, Zhong Hou had disappeared for a long time, and he didn't know where he was now. I believe that he should not die, I have heard too many stories about him, and a miracle will happen this time!