In the Zhaoling Giant City, the street where the restaurant is located faces north for more than a mile, and you can see a mansion in the bustling city.

From a distance, this mansion is smooth and gorgeous, with gold nuggets and beads, and it is the mansion of the Beihuang family.

As one of the top merchant families in the Zhaoling Giant City, they once mastered five refined iron mines and three spiritual gold mines in the northwest of the Zhaoling Giant City.

The gold and silver treasures that often circulate in the hands of the people of the Northern Wilderness every day can be piled up like a hill, and the sun is reflected on it, and the piercing person cannot open his eyes.

But now, this place has been completely blocked by the city guards in yellow robes, and the entire Beihuang family mansion has been completely reduced to death.

Mo Chen and Nangong Qianyi stood in front of the mansion and looked around.

The tall courtyard here stretches all the way, and it is extremely large, and you can see at a glance that the area of the mansion is very large. Standing in front of such a mansion, people instantly felt a little smaller.

It's just that the smell of blood and corpses in the mansion is too strong, and the guards have already transported most of the corpses in the mansion for disposal, and the air here is still very pungent.

Fortunately, both of them are monks in the soul refining realm, and they have their own spiritual elements circulating in their bodies, so even if they close the hundred orifices, there will be no danger of suffocation.

Without revealing his identity, Mo Chen followed Xuanyuan Wenying directly, and swaggered through the team of legal guards and came to the mansion.

The scene in the entire mansion shocked the two of them, and the dark red blood dyed the entire mansion ground, canals, and pavilions all red.

Dense swarms of red-headed flies flew around with a disgusting buzzing sound.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is overwhelming, and it is full of disgusting colors.

The dilapidated buildings, the decomposing stumps of blood clots, the mountains of flesh and blood made of corpses, and no living creatures in sight could be seen.

Even the flowers and trees have completely withered.

This kind of cruel scene, Rao is Mochen and Nangong Qianyi couldn't help frowning.

"What is the meaning of slaughtering the Northern Wilderness Family?" Nangong Qianyi stood beside Mo Chen and muttered to himself.

According to her understanding, although the Beihuang family has a big business, it is only a businessman after all, and its children do not have too bad habits, although they also have cultivation and truth-seeking, but their qualifications are not good, and the patriarch of the whole family is the cultivation of the Lingguang Realm, and it is an inconspicuous family force in Zhongrong City.

"Go to the inner courtyard and have a look. Ink Dust took a step forward.

He didn't know why the Northern Wilderness family had been poisoned, after all, he was completely unfamiliar with this Zhaoling Giant City, but the Illusory Yang Realm Treasure in the Sea of Knowledge trembled again and again, reminding him that there was a large amount of Taivoid power gathering in front of him.

Walking through a green mountain in front of him, crossing a stream stained red with blood, until he walked through a garden with thousands of green bamboos, Mo Chen found the place where the power of the void reacted most strongly.

In front of them was a gray wooden door, with two tiger heads embedded in it, and the tiger's eyebrows had a third eye, and the expression was hideous and a little creepy.

Mo Chen didn't rush to open the wooden door, but looked around with a frown, especially under his feet, the steps on the ground were covered with thick dust.

"It stands to reason that you shouldn't have accumulated so much dust in such a short period of time. Mo Chen was puzzled, he looked at Nangong Qianyi on the side again, and found that she was also staring at the dust under her feet in confusion.

"There's something weird here, be careful. Nangong Qianyi frowned, raised his head and admonished Mo Chen.

Mo Chen nodded, stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain connected between the two tiger heads, and the two elements in his body moved.

"Click. ”

The chains were suddenly crushed by the ink dust, broke into several pieces with a bang, and fell down.

The door slowly opened inward silently, and a cold breath poured out from the inside out.

Behind the door is a small pond, in the lake floated a few white lotus flowers, unlike the previous outer courtyard, there are no tall green plants in the inner courtyard.

The pond is flanked by two attics that rise a lot above the wall, and in the early morning, the shadows cast by the attics on both sides cover the entire pond, and only one direction of light shines down and falls into the center of the pond.

The whole courtyard is cold and gray, and several stone towers built of rocks are standing on the edge of the pool in a disorderly manner, like some kind of decoration, and a little weird.

"This place ......" Mo Chen squinted, faintly interested, he strode into the door, and after Nangong Qianyi also came in, he slowly closed the door from behind him and lowered the latch.

"Smack. ”

The iron-clad wooden latch slammed against the wooden mop with a crisp sound that echoed through the courtyard.

There is a big difference between the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard, the green plants are scarce, only the pine needles that can be dried up are still silently rooted in the cracks of the bluestone bricks, and the whole trunk of the tree pierces the sky like fine iron, giving people a suffocating and thick ash.

The floor, the walls, the windowsills, and the corridors seemed to have been uninhabited for many years, and even the windows of a few rooms were opened, swaying slightly with the wind, and making creaking noises.

It was quiet and weird here, the whole sky was shrouded in a layer of gray fog, and wisps of biting cold seeped into the skin, making Nangong Qianyi involuntarily move closer to the ink dust.

Although she was very arrogant, the woman was a little resistant to such a situation.

"Bang!"

Mo Chen didn't care about this, he had seen the passage to the netherworld, not to mention this gloomy old mansion?

He walked straight to the door of the largest room in the middle, kicked the wooden door that stood in front of him, and strode in.

The bedroom was covered with dust, and it was blown up by the air flow that he had entered, and it suddenly became gray and choking.

The ink dust released a little bit of duality in the body, forming a breeze that blew away all the choking dust, and then carefully examined the room.

The wooden bed, wooden cabinets, wooden windows, and the furniture in the whole room are all wood yellow, except for a half-written white notebook on the desk, which looks so abrupt.

Instead of walking towards the white letterboard, Mochen walked around the room a few times, finding no useful clues, and then came to his desk.

'Immortal, Fan, Life, Death' four big characters were quietly printed on the notebook, and the last word was not written, only half of it was written, but the ink on the desk had completely dried.

Seeing no useful information, Mochen continued to search, and found a piece of glass fragment jade and a white booklet in the drawer of his desk.

Picked up the glass fragments, and after a slight inspection, Mochen continued to check the booklet, and found that it was only the size of a palm, and the cover was embroidered with delicate pale red peach blossoms, and there was a faint fragrance, and it could be seen that the owner of this book should be a woman.

Mochen picked it up and flipped through it, and the front was all ordinary daily life records, with delicate and delicate handwriting, but they were nothing more than daily trivialities, and there was not much information worth scrutinizing.

He read a few pages and felt impatient, so he turned to the end.

"Huh?" Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect the final content to be very different from the previous pages of life records, faintly making Mo Chen feel a strange feeling welling up.

He gently closed the booklet and wanted to hand it to Nangong Qianyi.

......Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter behind Mo Chen, as if a child was playing.

He turned around suddenly, and just wanted to draw his sword, but found that a little girl with long hair was standing behind him at some point, and Nangong Qianyi really didn't know where to go.

The little girl's face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, and she still had a seeping smile on her face, and her eyes were staring directly at Mochen.

"You ......" Mo Chen just wanted to ask, but he was suddenly stunned, and the little girl in front of him faded and disappeared the moment he blinked......