After finishing their meal, Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen returned to their carriage to rest. The carriage was parked in the temple courtyard, blocking the entrance.
Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu rested in a carriage behind, while the rest of the people rested in the dilapidated temple.
In the middle of the night, Yun Qingluo heard noises outside and woke up groggily.
"Ah Chen, what's wrong?" Yun Qingluo met Mo Beichen's dark eyes; he had woken up earlier than her.
"It's alright, it's just foggy outside." Mo Beichen felt a little sorry for Yun Qingluo, seeing that he had woken her up. "Luoluo, go back to sleep, it's okay, I'm here."
Yun Qinglu smiled slightly, shook her head, sat up, lifted the curtain and looked outside. All she could see was fog, so thick it was dripping wet. Soon, the tips of her hair were damp.
The weather is great today, how could there be fog in the middle of the night?
Just as Yun Qingluo was deep in thought, she suddenly heard someone shouting from inside the dilapidated temple, "An Jiu is missing."
Immediately afterward, Mo Feng's voice rang out, "Everyone, hold the hand of the person next to you and don't let go. Starting with Mo Yu, count off in turn. Those who have been called should not make a sound."
"one."
"two."
"three."
"......"
Yun Qingluo's face suddenly turned pale, and Mo Beichen's face also darkened immediately afterward.
There should have been eight people, but one is missing. Yun Qingluo just heard someone call his name, An Jiu.
But what made Yun Qingluo change her expression was that she felt there were two more people.
They held hands tightly. Logically speaking, the distance between each person should be the same, so the sources of sound should be roughly spaced out.
However, there seemed to be something between the third and fourth sounds, and between the sixth and seventh sounds, and the distance between them was very far.
Yun Qingluo suddenly thought of a story about three people in one room.
But where in this world do ghosts come from?
Yun Qingluo looked up at Mo Beichen and saw that Mo Beichen's expression was also serious. She slowly moved in front of Mo Beichen and whispered, "Achen, you found out too?"
Mo Beichen nodded, intending to signal Yun Qingluo not to be afraid, but he saw excitement and agitation in her eyes.
He's overthinking it.
Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow and took out two golden needles from her sleeve—actually from her medical system—and handed them to Mo Beichen.
She then reached out and pressed on Mo Beichen's vital point, giving him a quiet smile.
Mo Beichen smiled slightly, lowered his body and whispered into Yun Qingluo's earlobe, "My Luoluo is so smart."
In the midst of their conversation, he flicked his sleeve, and two golden needles flew out with him, accompanied by two muffled groans from inside the dilapidated temple.
Yun Qingluo took out two pills, ate one herself, and gave one to Mo Beichen.
Then she helped Mo Beichen down from the carriage.
This fog is poisonous; it bewitches the mind.
I wonder who's so generous.
This is similar to creating things with dry ice, except that ancient people probably didn't have this technology, and they didn't study chemistry. We just don't know how they artificially created fog.
After getting off the carriage, Yun Qingluo pushed Mo Beichen to the carriage behind.
"Ah Chen, you hold onto the carriage, I'll go in and take a look." The fog was so thick that if they weren't face to face, they wouldn't be able to see each other at all.
So Yun Qingluo placed Mo Beichen's hand on the carriage body so that he could hold it, to prevent any accidents.
Yun Qing went inside and found her eldest and second brothers. Only then did she feel relieved, knowing they were alright.
The other party probably didn't expect them to see through their plan so easily, but they probably arrived quickly.
After all, their people had successfully infiltrated the area.
Yun Qingluo fed the two people antidote pills, and after a while, the two people slowly woke up.
Yun Qingluo hurriedly said, "Big brother, second brother, it's me, Luoluo. Don't say anything, come with me."
She was afraid that if Yun Ziyu shouted loudly, it would alert the enemy and cause trouble.
After all, the enemy is now in the shadows while they are in the open. The fact that they dared to surround them with fog shows that they are very familiar with this place.
Hearing Yun Qingluo's serious voice, the two realized something was wrong. They nodded, but then, remembering that Yun Qingluo couldn't see them, they whispered, "Okay."
Yun Qingluo led two people off the carriage and reached out to touch Ye Beichen, only to find that the surroundings were empty.
Yun Qingluo's face turned deathly pale. How could this be?
Yun Qingluo's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. She reached out to touch him again, but touched the back of the wheelchair. She then touched Mo Beichen's shoulder.
Yun Qingluo's face turned even paler.
The elder brother's voice came from behind, "Little sister, are you there? Is the prince alright?"
Yun Qingluo's thoughts were pulled back, and her fingers unconsciously touched the fabric under her hands. She answered in a calm voice, "Achen is fine. He's right in front of me. Big brother, second brother, this fog is poisonous. Here are the antidote pills for you. Take them first."
Yun Qingluo reached behind her and grabbed Yun Ziheng's clothes, while Yun Ziheng squeezed Yun Qingluo's hand.
Yun Qingluo wrote two words in Yun Ziheng's hand. Yun Ziheng's body stiffened for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal.
Yun Qinglu handed the medicine to Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu, and then took out another pill and handed it to Mo Beichen.
"Ah Chen, take this antidote pill. I'll put my hand on your shoulder, and you can reach over to take it." Yun Qingluo's voice was as caring and ordinary as ever.
Mo Beichen reached out and paused noticeably when he touched Yun Qingluo's hand. Yun Qingluo pretended not to notice and urged Mo Beichen to eat.
"Ah Chen, your older brother and the others have already eaten. You should eat quickly. If you get poisoned by this fog, I'll be worried to death. After you eat, let's go in and check on Mo Feng and Mo Yu's condition."
Mo Beichen had no doubts. He took the pill from Yun Qingluo's hand, and Yun Qingluo placed her other hand behind Mo Beichen's back to help him catch his breath. "You've worked hard, A-Chen. Now that you can't find water, you can only swallow dry. Let me help you catch your breath."
Yun Qingluo felt even colder. She had already taken the antidote pill. How could Achen not know?
However, Yun Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief after feeling him swallow.
Why did he have to impersonate his Ah Chen?
court death.
Yun Qingluo carefully pushed Mo Beichen inside, and along the way, she "accidentally" pushed Mo Beichen into the carriage blocking the door and the pillar next to the door a few times.
The thumping sounds made Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu feel pain all over their bodies.
"Luo Luo, how about we push the prince instead?" Yun Ziyu, who was completely unaware of the situation, said hesitantly.
He was definitely not pitying him.
Just as Yun Ziheng was about to speak, he heard Yun Qingluo crying, "Waaah, Achen, it's all my fault for being so clumsy. I can't even push the wheelchair properly. Even my second brother dislikes me. Achen, do you dislike me too?"
Mo Beichen, of course, remained silent.
Yun Qingluo thought Mo Beichen was disgusted by her, and continued to cry with a voice full of grievance, "Achen, are you not talking to me because you're disgusted by me? Waaah, Achen, why are you ignoring me? Are you angry?"
While crying, Yun Qingluo kept an eye on her surroundings. Seeing the fog around her gradually dissipating, she understood what was going on.
"Ah Chen, I'm sorry, please bear with me a little longer. I've found the door, and we'll be able to go in soon."
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