Last night, when everyone fled the strange fog, the team was almost about to retreat to the vicinity of Shangjing City.

Today, we need to look for the missing Dali Temple to ask about the matter, and then hurry to the place where we can stay before dark, so as not to encounter the strange fog of the hidden beast again.

Therefore, Mu Jingzhong agreed to Liu Shicheng's various unreasonable demands, and then informed Liu Shicheng that they were going to march in a hurry today.

Liu Shicheng swallowed his saliva, and did not argue more about the speed of the march, but mentioned the attack last night, and asked Mu Jingzhong if he could find out, who was so bold as to dare to attack the imperial court officials?

The people of Dali Temple were very dissatisfied with Liu Shicheng's insistence on walking through the strange fog last night, and they felt that if someone set up an ambush on the road, it must be Liu Shicheng's doing, after all, his behavior along the way was very strange, and people had to suspect that he had something to do with the Bing Jian corpse case.

Mu Jing calmly told Liu Shicheng that last night was dark and foggy, and he was suddenly attacked, and then Mu Yirong, the attendant of Dali Temple, and Ruicao, the pavilion chief, went to investigate, but they were seriously injured and almost lost a small life, and he also witnessed it with his own eyes.

Although Liu Shichengdao's words are good, but the two officials of Dali Temple, Mu Yirong and Ruicao, went to a trip, and didn't they find any clues?

Mu Jingzhong shook his head and said that they were attacked again last night, the situation was critical, it was important to escape, and they lacked skills, so where could they find time to investigate the case.

Liu Shicheng seized the opportunity to ridicule, and immediately the officials of Dali Temple could only flee for their lives, and could not fight?

With such a weak strength, how can he fight against the murderers of the traitorous department?

The cases investigated by officials of Dali Temple have always been major cases and are often accompanied by life-threatening situations.

Mu Jingzhong was worried that when the officials of Dali Temple heard Liu Shicheng's words, they would argue with him angrily, and couldn't help but want to beat him up and beat him into a pig's head, so that he could no longer open his two mouths and talk nonsense.

Mu Jingzhong and Liu Shicheng are ministers in the same hall, and they are often sneered and squeezed by Liu Shicheng, but they have never really wanted to beat Liu Shicheng with their arms and sleeves as they do now.

Mu Jingzhong, who focused on the overall situation, finally suppressed the anger and asked Liu Shicheng to calm down for a while, now that the sky is clear, maybe the strange fog that hidden the killing machine last night is gone, just go ahead to check.

After speaking, he gave the order and ordered everyone to leave.

When Liu Shicheng heard that he was going to go to the place where he was attacked yesterday, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Mu Jingzhong, what happened last night must have been done by a wild beast." In case, the beast is still in its place, waiting to hurt people, let's go, wouldn't it be a sheep into the tiger's mouth, and we should choose to take a detour. ”

Before Mu Jingzhong could speak, Mu Yirong had already turned over and got on his horse: "We have to find the person who was separated last night." ”

Ruicao also turned over and got on the horse, as did the two brothers Hou Hu and Hou Hou, all of whom turned over on the horse.

Liu Shicheng saw the hideous and eye-catching wound on Mu Yirong's back, and it was difficult to speak again, so he turned his head and warned Mu Jingzhong that the carriage needed to walk slowly, and they couldn't help much anyway.

Although Mu Yirong was injured, because he was worried about the lost Dali Temple, he was anxious, and he hurried up his whip and took the first step, and the two brothers Ruicao, Hou Hu and Hou Monkey also hurriedly followed.

This morning, yesterday's gloom continued, as if the cumulus clouds in the sky had been frozen, and had not moved a bit.

The gray sky turned the mood of Mu Yirong and the others into gray, and even the dragon horse under Mu Yirong's crotch was a little dull and couldn't keep his spirits up, and his steps became very heavy. For the first time, I didn't put it on the little peach blossom horse.

Mu Yirong and the four of them were silent, and in the sound of horses' hooves of "stepping, stepping, stepping", they approached the place where the strange fog was located last night.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind, whirling, rolled up the sand and dead leaves on the ground, like an evil dragon rushing out of the abyss, crashing into Mu Yirong and the others.

The dragon foal let out a hissing roar, and the four of them grabbed the reins, covered their eyes with their arms, and heard a whistling sound like a tiger's roar rushing by, taking away the temperature from their bodies, leaving behind a body of dust and dead leaves.

The irascible whirlwind was like a robber returning from a full load, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the green back and red head that fell on Seocho's head let out two restless and somewhat restless "chirp" screams, and Seocho frowned suddenly.

After the whirlwind, Seocho smelled a strong smell of blood, the smell of blood was as strong as the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, cruel and tragic, a hundred times stronger than the salty smell brought by the tide, as if it were tangible, it was a bright red demon, stimulating every nerve in the human body, and the only thing the brain could associate with was two words, "death".

Seocho's hands trembled uncontrollably as she grasped the reins, and she was in a trance for a moment, not knowing whether her trembling was due to the animalistic excitement in her body, or because of the associative image of corpses strewn in her mind.

Mu Yirong discovered Seocho's abnormality, leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

It's just that as soon as he said this, his face suddenly changed color, and his brows tightened.

Mu Yirong also smelled the strong smell of blood, and Hou Hu and Hou Monkey and others were the same, smelling the bloody breath wafting in the air, it was such a strong stimulus, like a chime, like a strange fog last night, and like a heavy copper tripod, slamming heavily on their stomachs and hearts.

Seocho drove the horse and walked forward slowly, and the oncoming bloody breath became more and more serious. Then, Seocho saw the half-severed arm that flew past her and Liu Shicheng last night.

Last night, the coachman of Mufu was stunned by the sudden attack, and the carriage stopped in the thick fog.

Then the coachman saw the Dali Temple next to the carriage to ask about things, one after another, he was knocked down by a black shadow as fast as lightning, screaming and being dragged away, so frightened that he almost peed his pants, his body was paralyzed, and he slipped from the carriage to the ground.

When Mu Yirong rushed to the front of the carriage, the coachman's three souls and seven spirits were already frightened out of his body, like a Kong Ming lantern rolled in the center of the wind, and his eyes trembled non-stop.

Mu Yirong picked it up, stuffed it into the carriage, and then sat down in the driving position by himself.

As soon as he sat down, he heard a "plop" sound, and a figure fell beside the carriage.

Mu Yirong hurriedly jumped out of the car to check, only to see a person from Dali Temple who asked about the matter, lying in a pool of blood, with a big hole in his chest, and blood was gushing out, as if he had no breath.

Mu Yirong hugged the corpse of the questioner and looked around, but saw that the fog was vast and there was no human figure, and the miserable screams and the low roars of suspected strange beasts were constantly poured into his ears by the cold wind. It's like a pair of small hands, constantly tugging at his nerves.

Suddenly, something "banged" and hit the carriage, and an exclamation immediately came from the car, Mu Yirong hurriedly jumped back into the car, grabbed the reins of the horse with both hands stained with blood, shouted, drove the carriage, and turned back and rushed out of the strange fog.

At that time, Mu Yirong didn't see what attacked them, but through the corpse that asked about the incident, he could roughly guess what they had experienced last night.

Therefore, when he saw the half of his arm on the ground, he was not too shocked, turned over and jumped off the horse, his face was gloomy, his eyes were slightly squinted, he said "be careful" to the other three, and then led the horse and walked forward slowly.