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Hearing that the thing showed signs of running away, Mo Xian and Qi Huaizhao chased after it.

However, because of the darkness, it was difficult for them to determine the direction, so they followed the footsteps and went deeper.

The temperature dropped lower and lower. Mo Xian didn't like it here. She could feel the aura of death emanating from every corner of her body.

That thing was running very fast. If he was thinking about it, it could not be Su Hua's maidservant. If she had such agile movements, she would definitely be a monster.

"This way." At a fork in the road, Qi Huaizhao called to Mo Xian and chased her to the left.

The two of them spent a long time in the darkness and gradually got used to the darkness. They could even see some things around them.

After chasing for a while, the thing finally stopped.

Qi Huaizhao opened the fire piston and saw that what they were chasing was an unknown beast. Its two ears were standing high, but its mouth revealed sharp teeth. It looked like a rabbit, but not a rabbit.

Behind it, there was a metal fence, and inside it, there was an old man dressed in an indistinguishable color cloth. Mo Xian could tell this from her completely graying hair.

Her heart skipped a beat. She had found Su Hua's maidservant so easily?

He was overjoyed but also worried. It seemed too easy.

The little beast whimpered and moved to the side, seemingly afraid of the flame in Qi Huaizhao's hand.

The two of them walked up and pushed against the iron fence. The iron gate creaked open and the old man turned his head as he heard the sound. It seemed like he hadn't seen light in a long time. Two streams of tears flowed down his face.

It was very smelly inside. It was a heavy, sour stench of all sorts of things mixed together. Mo Xian subconsciously covered her nose and mouth.

The old man stared at them, his cloudy eyes filled with confusion.

"Something's wrong." Qi Huaizhao frowned and told her about his discovery.

Mo Xian's heart skipped a beat and she reacted as well. "She seems to be an idiot."

"Old man, can you hear me?" she asked.

The old man was still in a daze. Unlike the Village Chief, he was a fool. The two of them were almost certain that he was a fool.

Perhaps, after all these years, she had kept herself locked up here because she wanted to drive herself crazy.

"Old man, do you remember Su Hua?"

As Mo Xian's clear, cold voice faded, it was obvious that her muddy pupils, which were reflected in the candlelight, had suddenly shrunk.

She was afraid. Even if she was stupid, she still remembered the name as if it were carved into her soul.

"What exactly did she do? Did she keep you here? " Mo Xian thought about it and felt that it was impossible. She had already died when she heard Su Hua's maidservant had escaped.

So she was here of her own free will, no doubt.

The old man opened his mouth, but could not make a sound.

Qi Huaizhao suddenly said, "Her tongue is gone."

Mo Xian was startled and hurried forward to check. Sure enough, only half of her tongue remained.

What happened all those years ago? Why was it only now that there were so many strange things?

Mo Xian was a little disappointed, but she also knew that her trip here had been in vain. He couldn't get any useful information at all. Was he supposed to just sit back and watch the murder occur again, unable to complete his mission, and spend the rest of his life in this unfamiliar Qing Dynasty?

The old man pushed Mo Xian away as if to chase them away. It was Qi Huaizhao who helped her quickly so that she wouldn't fall on those stinky objects.

In this environment, Qi Huaizhao still had a faint scent of sandalwood, which made people feel at ease.

Mo Xian thanked him in a low voice and then used the strength in his hand to stand up.

However, when the two of them were about to leave, the old man grabbed Qi Huaizhao's clothes.

She seemed to have something to say, but she couldn't.

Only now did Mo Xian notice that a trace of clarity had returned to her eyes, and she felt a sense of joy in her heart as she walked back.

"Old man, did you remember?"

The old man lowered his eyes and took out a crumpled piece of paper from the side with a tremble. It was almost impossible to see the color of the paper.

Qi Huaizhao went over and lit her up with a fire piston. She wanted to use a brush to draw, but the brush had lost its ink long ago.

Mo Xian was also stunned. What should she do? He didn't bring ink with him when he came.

The old man suddenly bit his wrist, and a thick smell of blood spread through the cave. She stuck her brush on the paper and started drawing.

Her hands trembled, and at the end, it seemed as if she had accomplished some great deed. She spread her hands, and the foolishness in her eyes returned to its original form.

Mo Xian hurriedly bandaged her wound before stopping the bleeding.

Qi Huaizhao picked up what she wrote.

The surface of the painting was blood-red, but it was unable to make out a single word. From the looks of it, it didn't seem like a painting at all.

Seeing the old man like that, he probably wouldn't be able to ask any further questions.

Mo Xian and Qi Huaizhao had no choice but to go out. They thought to come back tomorrow morning to see if the old man would wake up a little and ask about the painting.

The next day, however, only half of the old man's body was left in the iron bars.

She was dead.

His head and upper body were missing. His lower body was spread out and his intestines were scattered all over the floor. Black and dried blood splattered onto the wall.

Mo Xian felt her stomach churn. She walked to the side, but could not spit out anything. Instead, she forcefully forced out a few tears.

Was it made by that little beast? But why did he eat her last night? Mo Xian suddenly remembered that the smell of blood might have stimulated the little beast.

Or if they came looking for someone and were followed by something, they could relax a little and the old man would die.

Died in the wild.

Mo Xian thought, but no matter what, if it wasn't for her, perhaps she wouldn't have died so early.

Qi Huaizhao saw that she seemed to have lost her soul, so he suggested to go out first.

Mo Xian's silence was terrifying as the two of them walked along the long stone steps.

She felt herself reeking of blood.

"Let's go down the mountain. We've found a clue." Qi Huaizhao said.

Mo Xian nodded, but didn't say anything.

They went down the mountain much faster than they did up the mountain. They arrived at the foot of the mountain before the sky turned completely dark.

A long time ago, I saved a man from a ghost. I thought he would be grateful to me, but the next day he committed suicide." I heard that he left behind a will, saying that it would be too difficult to live, and that he had not been able to pay off his debts.

"Therefore, at times, perhaps death is also a form of relief."

When Mo Xian heard what he said, she knew that he wanted to console her.

His heart inexplicably felt much better.

Indeed, everyone had their own destiny.

"Let's go and say our goodbyes to A Guang."

A Guang gave them a warm welcome. Before he left, he heard A Guang say something strange.

The village chief became even more mad. Every day, he would say that he had a ghost on him, and he would get people to help him capture the ghost.

Mo Xian's expression turned slightly cold. She believed that there was always retribution for evil, and it wasn't that she didn't want to report it, but that the time hadn't come yet.

The smooth carriage carried them back. Mo Xian lifted the carriage curtain, but didn't see the dim light again.

Qi Huaizhao fell asleep again on the side. No matter where this person was, he seemed to be able to sleep soundly.

Mo Xian suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be of any use to bring Qi Huaizhao over.

He was always lazy, not so much to help her as to watch her do it herself.

However, with him following her, she felt much more at ease.

-

When Mo Xian returned to the General's Estate, it was already the evening of the second day.

It was rare for Shen Zhi and Shen Junlin to be at home at the same time. General Shen knew where Mo Xian went, and Shen Junlin's eyes were bright and beautiful.

Ever since he saw Qi Huaizhao that night, this person had been weird.

"Ah Pa, Jun Lin." Mo Xian had changed into a new set of clothes. She wore a blue fox fur jacket with a long indigo skirt. She only wore a simple ponytail, which was adorned with the same color. It was very attractive.

When she returned to Hong City, she was the young general's wife.

"Ling'er is back." Shen Zhi didn't know she wasn't Bai Muling, so he still called her that.

Shen Junlin looked at her fixedly, as if he was going to make a hole in her.

Mo Xian didn't care, she had never cared about Shen Junlin's opinion. He did not eat well in Shuangfeng Village. Looking at the delicious food in front of her, she ate in a hurry, her movements always graceful.

After dinner, Mo Xian went back to her room and Shen Junlin followed her.

As soon as he entered, he asked, "Where have you been these past few days?"

He didn't believe that she was going back to her parents' home. If she went back to the Bai family, then that would be the real deal.

"I've returned to my home." Mo Xian giggled as she answered.

Shen Junlin's expression immediately turned dark, "Didn't you elope with some pretty boy?"

"I really am not. Furthermore, even if I were to leave, it would not be considered as elopement. Your real wife is still living a good life in the Bai residence. " Mo Xian paused before continuing, "That's not right. You're not the real General Shen, so why would you care?"

"We, the unmarried men and women, are not married yet. We have the freedom to choose our partners."

Mo Xian looked at him fearlessly.

Shen Junlin gritted his teeth, but he couldn't say anything because what Mo Xian said was the truth.

He paused for a moment, then flicked his sleeves and left.

The wooden door creaked as he pulled it open.

Mo Xian sipped her tea calmly.

It was strange, her mood seemed to change only when she faced Qi Huaizhao.

However, she did not dare to think too deeply about it.

Shen Junlin doesn't go home again. I heard that he went to the Hundred Flowers Hall again, causing a lot of gossip and gossip. The servants in the mansion didn't gossip, but Mo Xian still heard some rumors.

Everyone in the outside world pitied her, the young mistress. How could she marry a husband like this?

At the same time, there was another matter that was causing an uproar in Hong City.

The White Lieutenant's wife was also missing.

Mo Xian's brows didn't even twitch when she heard the news.

The next day, she went to the yamen to check on the progress of the case of the five human corpses.

Since Shen Zhi wasn't at the yamen, and he wasn't a county magistrate, he naturally didn't have to go there every day. If he had to do everything personally, then he wouldn't have to become a general and could directly become a pawn.

The car stopped at the yamen, where yamen already knew Mo Xian. Even if she was the only one there, she would not dare to slight her.

"Young Madam, General Shen has not been here today." yamen went up to welcome him with a smile.

"I'm not here to look for Abba. Where's your master?"

yamen was stunned, "Then please wait a moment Madam. Our master is currently examining the case."

Mo Xian nodded. "I'll go to the court and wait."

yamen could only ask her to go.

Just as they reached the small room at the back, they heard a mournful cry of a woman.