The spider bit off a piece of meat on Mo Chen's forearm, and became even more arrogant, chewing quickly with blood, and swallowing Mo Chen's flesh and skin in two clicks.

Immediately, the spider pressed on Mo Chen's body, and opened his bloody mouth in a vain attempt to eat human flesh again.

Mo Chen endured the sharp pain of the wound on his forearm, and put his hands against the spider's front legs, and the spider was inexplicably strong.

The spider's leg hair was hard and dense, and Mo Chen couldn't help but feel a little nauseated.

Mo Chen repeatedly called for help to Zheng Yi who was on the other side, but Zheng Yi seemed to be deaf and did not respond in the slightest.

Mo Chen secretly complained in his heart, why didn't Zheng Yi come to the rescue soon, couldn't it be that he was also in danger?

At this moment, the spider suddenly exerted its strength, its two front legs broke free violently, clamped Mo Chen's neck, and the bloody mouth quickly approached Mo Chen.

"Ah~~~ uh......" Mo Chenqiang struggled against the spider's head.

Mo Chen is in a hurry to go to the doctor, I have heard before that you don't need to work too hard to put a finger against a person's head, and this person can't get up.

Of course, this premise is that the person who is resisted is lying down.

If it hadn't happened suddenly, Mo Chen could have pulled the spider into a dream, but not now, I was afraid that if he was still in the dream, the spider would bite his throat.

"Uh......" Mo Chen tried his best to fight against the spider, but it was only to delay time.

Suddenly, a figure shook, standing beside Mo Chen, Mo Chen's afterglow skimmed to the side, and the person who came was Zheng Yi.

I saw Zheng Yi hugging his shoulders, raising his left eyebrows, and looking at Mo Chen with interest.

Zheng Yi said, "Have you had a lot of fun?" ”

Mo Chen was stunned, thinking that Zheng Yi, the grandson, would not hurry up to save himself, and still said cool things on the side.

But immediately, Mo Chen realized something, and immediately looked up at the spider who was in a stalemate.

"Huh?"

Mo Chen was confused, only to see him clutching the pillow he had just put on the bed with both hands.

Looking at the arm again, Mo Chen's sleeve turned over, and the place where the spider had bitten was intact, and there was not even a red mark.

Mo Chen looked at Zheng Yi strangely, Zheng Yi dragged his chin with both hands, pretended to be a little girl, pinched his throat and said, "What's going on?" Is the Lun family swollen just now? ”

“C!” Mo Chen scolded angrily with a dark face, rolled his eyelids, threw the pillow on the ground fiercely, and raised his hand to make a fist clenching motion at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi laughed, and hurriedly lowered his fist, "Don't make trouble!" Why are you still in a hurry? ”

Afterwards, Zheng Yi asked Mo Chen what he saw, and only after he was clear did he explain to Mo Chen what had just happened......

Everything Mo Chen saw just now was actually an illusion, when Mo Chen first arrived in this room, the strange fragrance of the smell was the smell that made Mo Chen fall into an illusion.

As for the spider that Mo Chen saw later, and the fact that he was attacked by a spider and injured his forearm, these were all hallucinations.

Mo Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, "Whew~~" It turned out that everything was just a false alarm.

Seeing Mo Chen's relaxed posture, Zheng Yi poured cold water on his head again, deliberately scaring him, "Although it is an illusion, if Brother Yi comes a little late, you kid will probably see the king of Hades!"

Mo Chen glanced at Zheng Yi disappreciatively, "Don't scare me!" Didn't you say it too, it's just an illusion, is it possible that I'm going to suffocate myself with a pillow? ”

Zheng Yi walked to the side of the bed and said slowly, "That's not necessarily!" As he spoke, Zheng Yi lifted the futon and rummaged through it carefully.

Mo Chen saw that Zheng Yi seemed to have picked up something from the bed, so he held up his mobile phone to take a photo.

Zheng Yi's fingertips were a bunch of inch-long brown-yellow hair, and Mo Chen asked, "What is that?" "That brownish yellow fur looks a bit like dog hair.

Zheng Yi put the hair on the tip of his nose and sniffed, then took out a tissue, wrapped the hair, and put it in his pocket.

Zheng Yi said coldly, "Have you heard of Huang Daxian'er? ”

"Weasels?" Mo Chen said.

Zheng Yi nodded, "One of the five immortals in the Northeast legend, I was bumped into by your kid, how much life do you say?" Alive. ”

"You mean...... Mo Chen searched left and right vigilantly, and Zheng Yi said lightly, "Don't look at it, it's flashing early." ”

Zheng Yi told Mo Chen that if he hadn't arrived just now, Mo Chen would have become Huang Daxian'er's meal.

To say that Huang Daxian is not an extraordinary thing, it is easy to subdue Mo Chen, but this Huang Daxian cannibalism method is to make people completely lose the consciousness of struggle first, and suck the blood on this person's body.

Judging from the time it has been dealing with Mo Chen, Zheng Yi speculates that this yellow-skinned man should not be very old. In other words, its path is too shallow, otherwise it would not have waited for Zheng Yi to come and "wake up" Mo Chen.

Mo Chen thought for a while and asked Zheng Yi, "Then when you came over, you didn't see it?" ”

Zheng Yi shook his head, "Perhaps, when it heard me coming in, it turned around and fled." ”

"Cut~ You just blow it!" Mo Chen scoffed, but he had to admit that Zheng Yi saved him again.

Mo Chen and the others then rummaged in the room for a while, and in the secret compartment under the bed, Mo Chen found a palm-sized wine jar.

It is said that it is a wine jar, but in fact it is only a shape, and there are two pieces of rune paper pasted at the mouth of the altar.

Mo Chen handed the altar to Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi carefully looked at the array, and sniffed again, he guessed that what was locked in this altar was Xiao Jing's soul.

After finding Xiao Jing's soul, Mo Chen finally let go of a big stone in his heart, and the dangers he had just encountered became insignificant.

Just as Mo Chen was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of "woo~", as if someone was gagged and snorted.

"What sound?" Mo Chen asked vigilantly.

Zheng Yi slapped his head, suddenly remembered something, opened the curtain and ran out, followed by Mo Chen.

In the room opposite the door, Mo Chen saw a middle-aged man in his forties, with his hands tied behind his back, a rag stuffed in his mouth, sitting on the ground, his feet were also tied.

"...... this?" Mo Chen asked.

Zheng Yi stepped forward and tore off the rag in the man's mouth, and the man breathed heavily.

Immediately afterwards, the man twisted his body, and saluted Mo Chen and the others with a debt on his upper body, and begged again and again, "Please let me go, two uncles!" I haven't done anything bad......"

Zheng Yi raised the jar in his hand and shouted, "Death is coming, and you still don't tell the truth?!" As he spoke, Zheng Yi raised his leg and slammed his foot on the man's chest.

At this time, Zheng Yi was very much like the official master who interrogated prisoners in ancient times, as soon as the man saw the altar, he immediately understood what happened in the east window, and pleaded in a tone because he was anxious, "It's none of my business, it's all done by Master Huang...... I was commanded by him...... I don't know anything......" As he spoke, the man twisted his body and knelt in front of Zheng Yi, kowtowing to Zheng Yi and Mo Chen.