Chapter 384: This is really too much

Anyway, the insect that controls his father is already in Mo Jiuye's hands. As long as the mother insect is alive and well, the child insect in his father's body will not endanger his life.

Wait until my father recovers some strength, then perform surgery to remove the poison from him.

However, Mo Jiuye still had some concerns.

That is, as long as the puppet poison in my father's body is not removed, he will not have independent consciousness.

I guess after waking up, he will continue to do what he did when he was controlled before.

The other brothers did not understand what Mo Jiuye was thinking. When they saw that their father's condition had improved, they stood up and went to check the situation in the entire tomb.

Apart from a coffin and the living body of Mo Xing, there were also some animal remains scattered around the ground.

From this, it can be confirmed that my father has survived until now by eating these things.

Judging from his appearance, he should be the one being controlled by Mr. Simeng to keep vigil here.

Therefore, the brothers concluded that although these animal remains were indeed their father's food, they were not brought back by him when he went out hunting.

Then, the purpose of the eldest and second brothers of the Mo family here is self-evident.

Mr. Simeng was really good at making arrangements. He asked Mo Qing to keep vigil here, while Dalang and Erlang of the Mo family were responsible for hunting wild animals for him to eat, thus ensuring that they, father and son, could survive until now.

The coffin in the center undoubtedly belongs to Princess Yuan Meng of Southern Xinjiang.

Looking more closely, there are ten tablets around the coffin, on which are engraved the names of all the men in the Mohist school.

Not only that, the tablet also records a time, which is the time of their death.

But the time is a little special, it is the seventh day of the seventh month this year.

It is only the end of May now, which means there is still more than a month until the seventh day of the seventh month.

While people are still alive, their tablets have been made and the time of their death has been written on them.

This is enough to prove that Mr. Simeng's conspiracy is to capture all the men of the Mohist School and kill them on the seventh day of the seventh month of this year in order to achieve his goal of revenge for Yuan Meng.

The brothers angrily threw all the tablets into the copper basin. The sixth brother set it on fire and said angrily, "Old ghost Simeng, you really go too far."

Although the others didn't say anything, the anger in their hearts was no less than Mo Jinnian's.

Mo Jiuye looked at the tablet burning in the copper basin, stood up angrily, pried open a corner of the coffin lid with a dagger, and then exerted force to open the coffin.

There was no Yuan Meng's body inside, only a set of palace clothes that looked very gorgeous.

On one side of the coffin stood a huge tablet with the inscription clearly engraved on it - the spirit tablet of my beloved wife Yuan Meng!

Mo Jiuye picked up the spirit tablet casually and crushed it with force. Then he took out the palace dress inside and threw it into the copper basin.

The fire in the copper basin had not yet been completely extinguished, and when it came into contact with the flammable palace clothes, it ignited a raging fire again.

At this moment, the cardiac stimulant injection in Mo Qing's body must have taken effect. He had already made slight movements, but they looked a little slow.

I saw him stretch out his hand to the side, pick up a stack of paper money skillfully, and then prepare to throw it into the copper basin.

Seeing this, the eldest brother hugged him with bloodshot eyes.

"Father, this is the great enemy who harmed our entire Mo family. We cannot treat her like this."

However, Mo Qing did not react at all and continued to burn paper money.

Mo Jiuye knew that his father had no independent consciousness because of the puppet Gu in his body.

While his brothers were still trying to persuade him, he had already walked up and hugged him from behind.

Mo Qing had little physical strength to begin with, and he lost his ability to move after being hugged by Mo Jiuye.

He stopped moving with a dull look in his eyes and let Mo Jiuye hold him.

Seeing that he had successfully controlled his father, Mo Jiuye planned to carry him away from that place.

Unexpectedly, he picked up the person, and he was still light, but his father was still kneeling with his legs curled up and unable to stretch out.

It looked like Mo Jiuye was holding a dried corpse.

Now, the brothers were all anxious.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Sixth Brother's voice was a little choked.

Unfortunately, no matter how anxious the brothers seemed, Mo Qing did not react at all. He still stared blankly ahead. If his hands were not controlled by Mo Jiuye, he would still be about to burn paper.

"Ninth brother, what's wrong with father's leg?" The second brother had already guessed a possibility in his mind, but he still didn't want to believe it was true, so he asked.

Mo Jiuye came to the same conclusion in his mind, that his father's legs were unable to stretch out because he had been kneeling for a long time.

He had no way to deal with this situation, and he didn't dare to act rashly. He could only take his father back to Xiling Village and let his wife think of a solution.

"Let's take father away from here first and then make plans." Mo Jiuye sounded calm, but his heart was actually in a mess.

Although my father was awake, I could feel that his life force was very weak when I held him in my arms.

He couldn't guarantee whether his father would survive after leaving here.

He didn't dare to say this thought out loud, and he didn't want to face this fact in his heart.

Under the current circumstances, the best option is to take my father away from this hellhole first.

Sixth brother came closer to Mo Jiuye.

"Don't worry, Ninth Brother. I'll try to see if there are any obstacles when I use Qinggong to get up there."

Mo Jiuye did not refute this point. He and his brothers had just checked the entire tomb and found that there was no other entrance or exit except the top of the swamp.

Therefore, if they wanted to leave here, they could only return the same way they came.

"Okay, Sixth Brother, be careful."

As soon as Mo Jiuye finished speaking, Sixth Brother had already used his lightness skills to leap high.

Because the space here is relatively large and empty in the middle, Sixth Brother can only use the walls around him as support points.

I can only say that if someone who doesn't know martial arts comes into a place like this, it would be extremely difficult to leave.

Fortunately, all the men in the Mo family are martial arts masters, so leaving here is not only not difficult, but can be said to be easy as pie.

Sixth Brother’s head broke through the soft swamp and appeared again in the position where he had just entered.

After looking around and seeing nothing unusual, he jumped down again.

This back and forth took only the blink of an eye.

Mo Jiuye saw him reappear and asked, "Sixth Brother, what's the situation?"

"No problem at all. Just use your Qinggong skills to get up there. It's still the same spot we were before we came in."

Now, the brothers had a clear idea in their minds and planned to take their father away from here immediately.

At the same time, Sixth Brother also moved closer to Mo Jiuye.

"Ninth brother, leave father to me. I have experience from going up there once, so it will be easier for me."