Watching Ye Xiaomu and Mochen leave, Mo Zhiqiu ushered in an uninvited guest after returning to the Danfang.

After Ye Xiaomu and the others returned to the Water Venerable Palace, they had been thinking about the place that the mouse demon said.

"Chen, why don't we go to the master now?" Ye Xiaomu asked a little uneasy.

Mo Chen looked at the sky, "Tomorrow, his old man should rest at this time." ”

"yes, then let's sleep too, and we'll go back tomorrow."

By the next day, it was just dawn. Chen An hurriedly ran to the room.

"Venerable Lord~ Something happened." Chen An shouted anxiously.

Mo Chen and the two were woken up by Cheng An's voice, and Mo Chen asked outside the door, "What's the matter?" ”

"I just received the news that the maid who sent food to King Dan in the morning, King Dan he~" Chen An said with some apprehension.

Mo Chen heard that something was wrong, got dressed, and immediately walked to the door, "What's wrong with my master?" ”

"King Dan, his old man, has passed away." Chen An replied sadly.

Mo Chen's whole person was a little shaky, and Chen An immediately supported him.

"How so?" Ye Xiaomu got dressed and walked out.

"Let's go, let's take a look."

When the two of them came, all they saw was the cold corpse.

I just met last night, and I didn't expect this to be the last goodbye, Mo Chen's body kept trembling, Mo Zhiqiu was his only relative.

Ye Xiaomu looked at Mochen sadly, she knew how sad Mochen was at this moment.

Look at the maids and the guards who came over. Ye Xiaomu opened his mouth and asked, "Which one was the first to see King Dan?" ”

A petite girl nervously walked out, "It's me, I'm the first to find out." ”

"When you saw it, was King Dan already dead?" Ye Xiaomu asked.

"Yes." The little maid replied.

"You usually come here to deliver breakfast?" Ye Xiaomu asked.

"No, it was my aunt who came to deliver the food, but she was not feeling well, so I came. I didn't think of it, so I saw King Dan lying there. The little maid said as she pointed to the ground where there was still blood.

Mo Chen grabbed Mo Zhiqiu's cold hand with a sad face, and found that his palm was tightly clenched.

He tried to open his hand, but it was not enough to use force, so he used his spiritual power to finally let his hand go.

Seeing the words in the palm of his hand, Mo Chen's whole person was stunned. The clear words on it, how could he not recognize it. That's the brother he loved to pester.

Ye Xiaomu's face also turned suspicious when he saw it.

Mo Chen clasped Mo Zhiqiu's hand with both hands, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, master, I will help you clean up the house." ”

Ye Xiaomu listened, his nose was sour, and tears kept flowing out of his eyes~

She sobbed and hugged Mo Chen: "I will help you find the murderer, and I will never let Senior Mo die in vain." ”

Mo Chen's eyes were red and he looked at Mo Zhiqiu's face, unable to say anything. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, tears could not help but flow out.

After a while, Chen Ping and Chen An walked over, and Chen Ping spoke: "Lord, we found this in the Danfang. ”

Looking at the antidote pill that was only half there, Ye Xiaomu and the others finally knew why Mo Zhiqiu was killed.

"Looks like they know we're working on an antidote. That's why I came to destroy. Ye Xiaomu said.

"Yes, he didn't have to worry about supporting his master in the past, but with your addition of you, the success rate is different." Mo Chen said fiercely.

"Fortunately, Senior Mo destroyed the most important part of the Danfang, otherwise that part of the herbs would be more difficult to find. They're going to find a way to destroy it. Ye Xiaomu looked at the Dan Fang who was only half and replied.

Fortunately, the above ones are all around her pharmacy. But to be on the safe side, she had to put the other herbs that didn't have them back into the sigil and plant them.

She hurriedly stood up and went to the place where she usually took some herbs with Mo Zhiqiu. When he got there, it turned out that a large area of herbs had been shattered, many of them had died, and it was evident that those herbs had been powdered on them, and if others did not pay attention, they could easily be poisoned.

Ye Xiaomu looked for them one by one, and finally saw a very small herb growing on the side of the weeds in a very small corner, which was the very important sleeping grass in the Danfang. It is a bridge to neutralize medicinal properties.

Ye Xiaomu cautiously walked over and put the small sleeping grass into the imprint, and asked the elves to take care of it.

In addition, some herbs that seem to be alive are also put in.

By the time Ye Xiaomu came back, Mo Zhiqiu had already entered the coffin, and Mo Chen had been guarding by the side.

Mo Zhiqiu is the master of Shuizun and the king of Dan of Shuiguo, and his body will be sent to the temple for three days and three nights of mourning.

After going to the temple, the officials of the court came one after another, including the lord of the water country and the queen, Baizhu was not suitable to go white because his wife was happy, so he asked his subordinates to send the incense money, and explained that Mochen would make the incense on his behalf.

Mo Chen has been very busy, he still has a lot of things to deal with, these few nights, Ye Xiaomu can only be in the Water Venerable Palace. Women in the temple can't stay overnight, it's the rule there.

She was sitting alone at the desk in the room, looking seriously at the medical book she was holding from Senior Brother Liu.

Suddenly, the candle flickered a few times and went out. Ye Xiaomu was on guard. Until I saw the man in dark green clothes in front of me.

"Why are you here?" Ye Xiaomu looked at Yingchen angrily.

"Of course I'm coming to see you!" Shenchen looked at Ye Xiaomu and smiled.

"If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, say, what do you want?" Ye Xiaomu was used to the kind of request he had come over the first few times.

"What else could it be? You soul grass! "Shenchen, said habitually.

"Alas~ take it!" Ye Xiaomu reluctantly took out a soul-attracting grass from his arms.

Shenchen, refreshingly, put away the things, and said to Ye Xiaomu with a smile: "Thank you." Oh, by the way, there's something I want to ask you. Do you know a ghost named Mo Zhiqiu? ”

Ye Xiaomu looked at Shenchen in surprise: "How do you know Senior Mo?" Did you see him? ”

Ye Xiaomu knew that Shenchen was the ghost king, and many little ghosts usually passed through the ghost king's palace to escort those new souls, and they had to be reviewed by him before they could enter reincarnation. There is no Hades in this space, and the Ghost King is the biggest steward of the underworld.

"I smell you and the man in him." He sat on a stone chair in the courtyard, his hand hanging in the air and playing with the cup on the stone table.

Ye Xiaomu, staring at his man who was almost inky dust: "Then can you find him?" I'd like to talk to him. ”

Although Mo Zhiqiu was already dead, and there were only traces of He Qing on the surface, Ye Xiaomu still wanted to know what happened that day, after all, it was impossible for Mo Zhiqiu's level cultivation to be killed like this all at once, there must be other people involved, and she would definitely not let go of these people.

"Okay, then I'll go first. See you later. With that, he vanished.

Ye Xiaomu waited for a while before Shenchen came out again. Ye Xiaomu couldn't see Mo Zhiqiu, and similarly Mo Zhiqiu couldn't see her.

"He's coming." Shenchen said to Ye Xiaomu, pointing his finger in the direction of the side.

Ye Xiaomu took out the soul-attracting grass in his hand, and Mo Zhiqiu saw the pale green light.

"Mo Zhiqiu's ghost is too weak, and he has to go back if he can't hold it long, so you can ask strangely." Hades reminded.

Ye Xiaomu nodded in response. opened his mouth and said, "Senior Mo, I want to know what happened that day?" Tell me, and I'll avenge you. ”

When Mo Zhiqiu heard Ye Xiaomu's words, he cried and told Ye Xiaomu what happened after they left that day. Ye Xiaomu listened, tears flowing. The clenched fists and palms were red.

In the end, Mo Zhiqiu said a few words, and after Ye Xiaomu nodded, he followed Mingchen and left.

Mo Chen returned to the Water Venerable Hall and saw that Ye Xiaomu had fallen asleep in bed, and he missed her sleeping face so much that he had been away for a few nights.

Mo Chen lowered his head and kissed Ye Xiaomu gently. The face that I hadn't made in the past few days, and the slag that grew out pressed Ye Xiaomu's white and tender skin.

Ye Xiaomu felt the itching on his face, so he opened his eyes.

"You're back." Ye Xiaomu hugged the handsome face that Mo Chen was close to with both hands, and said with a smile.

Mo Chen kissed Ye Xiaomu's peach-like lips, and the two kissed passionately for a while.

"I miss you." Mo Chen hugged Ye Xiaomu a little tiredly and said.

"I'm tired these days! Get a good night's sleep. Ye Xiaomu looked at the red blood in the ink dust and said.

Tonight, the monks will recite the last verses, and relatives are not allowed to stay. The deceased will be sent to the ground early tomorrow morning. This is the custom of the water country, so Mo Chen only came back tonight.

"Hmm." After saying that, he took off the ink dust and went to bed for the night.

Ye Xiaomu looked at his closed eyes from the side, and thought: Mo Zhiqiu's matter should not be told to Mo Chen first, and then talk about it after these few days.

The paper flew all the way, and the people consciously went to the side of the road to see each other, there have been several epidemics in the past that Mo Zhiqiu helped to solve, there are many people who respect him in the water country, and there are many doctors from other countries, also to mourn the respected Dan King.

He Qing was alone, sitting alone in an inconspicuous teahouse, and through the window, he saw that he was holding the ink dust of the corpse, and his face changed slightly. After Mochen and the others left, he disappeared.

Mo Chen looked back at the direction where He Qing was sitting just now, and his face was unwavering.

Ye Xiaomu's identity is special, and he is not suitable for this kind of occasion, so he can only be in the Shuizun Hall, holding high incense, and worshipping the sky. It can be regarded as a farewell to Mo Zhiqiu.

The little demon rat Zhu'er didn't care about eating on the other side, maybe for him, family affection or something, it was important not to be full.

Ye Xiaomu has been putting him outside since he took in the little demon mouse, sometimes in the Qiankun bracelet, but not directly in the lotus mark. After all, this little demon rat is not a spirit beast or demon beast that has contracted with her. She didn't want to take that risk, the rat demon was too smart, and sometimes it wasn't a good thing. Because like people, they have times when they are cunning.