The two found the mansion of Hong Yuanwai, but the door was sealed and pasted, Bai Ze looked to make sure that there was no one around, and the two flew into the mansion together.

Mo Ran took out the fire fold to illuminate it, and found that the ground was covered with blood. Even after several months, the marks on the ground are still clearly shocking, as if they are indicting the demons of their crimes.

The bodies of the Hong family are long gone, and the furniture in the house has accumulated dust, but it is still neatly arranged. It seems that the Hong family was defenseless before being destroyed, and they may have died collectively in an instant.

"What will the Shura spell do to the people who are in the middle of the spell?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Ran couldn't imagine what kind of spell could make more than a hundred people die in an instant without the power to fight back.

"It can make people's meridians burst in an instant, and their souls are shattered. Bai Ze replied indifferently.

Mo Ran gasped, such a ruthless trick, no wonder it would be called "evil art" by Daoist Songhe.

The two said, walked to the master bedroom to check, this bedroom furnishings are also more exquisite, presumably it is Hong Yuanwai's own bedroom, in the house they found a difference. The blood stains outside were like blood stains sprayed by the bursting of the meridians, and the amount of blood in the outhouse of Hung Yuan was very small, except for a small patch on the bed curtain.

"Could it be that Hong Yuanwai didn't die of spells, or was he injured in the house and then ran outside to die?"

Mo Ran muttered silently, and rummaged through the bookcase and the desk in the bedroom to see if there were any clues, and this time she turned to something that she didn't expect.

In a book, there is a piece of paper, on which is written the deed of sale, which is the deed of sale to Hong Yuanwai as a concubine, and the person who signed it is Mo Ran's mother, Qin Niansi.

Mo Ran was stunned for a long time, looking at the name on the deed of sale, "What the hell is going on?

Anyway, she took the deed of sale and looked for the other rooms in the house to see which one her mother lived, and finally found a room near the firewood house, far from the main house, which was not large, only a bed, a table, and a dresser, and was very poorly furnished, but neatly furnished.

Mo Ran continued to rummage in the house, and found a letter in the dark compartment of the dresser, on which was written a poem: Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks of Jun when he walks, and thinks about Jun when he sits.

Mo Ran wondered, who was she thinking? Could it be her father, who had never been masked? If she missed her father so much, why didn't she go to him? Why did she fall to this?

Walking out of the house, Mo Ran wanted to leave the Hong Mansion.

Bai Zeqi said: "What's the matter, where are you going?"

"Go to my mother's grave, since my mother was sold to the Hong family, how did she die? What does it have to do with the destruction of the Hong family? These things, I don't feel that simple. ”

With doubts, Mo Ran rushed to Qin Niansi's grave, and she made a bold decision - to dig up the grave and open the coffin for an autopsy.

She didn't care about fear and disrespect, she turned into a magic knife, and split the soil in three or two clicks, revealing the coffin.

She opened the coffin, and the body was already a pile of bones.

Bai Ze sighed: "You can't see anything like this, you're too impulsive." ”

"You dead girl, let you wear the sachet with you, and you put it in the baggage for me!"

In the silence of the night, the voice of Fuso was heard.

Mo Ran looked back and saw Fusang, dressed in red, standing there, looking particularly eye-catching in the wilderness.

Fusang said, "Do you know that I'm just a doppelganger!

"Oh, my baggage, what about my baggage?" Hearing this, Mo Ran remembered that he didn't know where he lost his luggage.

Fusang threw her burden away and threw it at her feet, "Throw it away!"

"So you're going to show up?" Mo Ran snorted lightly, obviously she was still angry with Fusang before, but seeing him at this moment, even if she knew that he was just a clone, made her feel extremely relieved.

When Bai Ze saw Fusang, he was slightly startled and then put away his gaze, bowed his head and bowed: "Presumably, this is the god who protects Mo Ran, under Bai Ze." ”

"Demon, I didn't expect you girl to find a companion so quickly, it seems that she doesn't need me, I'll go back first." ”

Fusang glanced at Bai Ze and became displeased, brushed his sleeves and turned around to leave.

"Alas, wait!Fusang-kun," Mo Ran grabbed him, "I know you have a lot of ability, can you please do me a favor and help me see the cause of my mother's death." ”

"This Shenjun is not a mortal man," Fusang seemed to be still angry and threw away his sachet, but seeing that Mo Ran was depressed, he didn't shirk anymore, "That's it, you let me, I'll take a look." ”

Mo Ran saluted politely: "Thank you, God!"

Fuso leaned close to the coffin and squatted down, pinching his nose and closing his eyes. After about half a pillar of incense, he opened his eyes, came to a conclusion, and said in a deep voice: "It was suicide by taking poison." ”

"Why did she kill herself?" Mo Ran asked anxiously.

Fusang stood up and replied, "I'm just a doppelganger, my spiritual power is weak, I can only see her being beaten a moment before she died, and then she committed suicide by taking poison." ”

"Is it in Hongfu?"

"Yes, that's where you lost your baggage. ”

Mo Ran thought about it and muttered: "That means that my mother was sold to the Hong family, abused by the Hong family, and committed suicide by poisoning when she couldn't bear the humiliation? But who sold my mother to the Hong family? Who was the Hong family destroyed to avenge my mother?"

Fusang shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I don't know, if you go back to Yanggu, please take a look at Fusang himself, and the cause and effect will be clear at a glance." ”

"Don't bother him with the old man, I can check it myself. ”

Mo Ran already has a clue at this moment, and when it is dawn tomorrow, he can inquire around Hong's house, and then make plans, and said to Bai Ze: "By the way, don't you want to arrest Han Zhu?

"It's okay, I haven't found any trace of him so far, and I can't be in a hurry, so as not to startle the snake. Bai Ze replied unhurriedly, with no intention of leaving.

"Alas, you demon, don't you see that this is driving you away? Mo Ran can just have me, still rely on it?" Fusang said angrily, after speaking, he felt that something knocked on his head, and he hurriedly covered his head, "Oh, Shenzun, why are you beating me, am I not right?"

Seeing the reaction of Fusang's clone, Mo Ran understood, he was beaten by the deity, and said with a smile: "Let you be beaten by the deity, right?"

At this moment, a sentence appeared in the mind of Fusang's clone: "Remember, your words and deeds represent this god monarch, don't disgrace me by talking nonsense outside, otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"

"I know, I know, can't I say it if I don't say it! Obviously, I think the same way, so I will say this, and blame me! Dead duck has a hard mouth!" Fuso's clone rubbed his head and glanced at the deity who was not here.

Bai Ze sneered: "In this way, I will leave first." ”

"Don't listen to him, Bai Ze, you are also my friend, it is normal for friends to walk together, as long as you don't dislike me for trouble. Besides, I owe you money. Mo Ran didn't mean to drive Bai Ze away, but he was afraid that he would delay his affairs.

"How could I dislike you for trouble," Bai Ze smiled, "It's my honor to be by your side......"

As soon as Fusang heard this Bai Ze speak, he became angry, and interrupted: "Okay, okay, it's so late, let's find an inn to rest." ”

With that, Fusang waved his hand, and the coffin was instantly re-covered and buried in the soil by an invisible force.