Chapter 375 Where are my father and brother?
After Mo Jiuye finished speaking, he opened the food that his fifth brother had bought in the city the day before yesterday. Among them was salt that they would use to cook on the road.
He held the salt in the palm of his hand, and then with a force, the salt, which was originally like sand, instantly turned into powder.
Mo Jiuye sprinkled the crushed salt on the bloody holes on Mr. Simeng's body.
In just a moment, a scream came from the carriage: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh..."
Fortunately, the location they chose was remote and uninhabited, otherwise, the shouting would certainly alarm passers-by.
Even so, Xiaobai, who was standing on the top of the carriage, was startled and flew high up with flapping wings.
The brothers Mo Jiuye and Mo Chongyuan looked at Mr. Simeng coldly, who looked like he was suffering a fate worse than death.
After a long while, when he stopped yelling, Mo Jiuye asked, "Have you thought about what to say now?"
"I've thought...I've thought it through..."
Mr. Simeng looked listless.
"Tell me, where are my father and brother?"
"They... they are indeed in Xiaoqiu Mountain. After the eldest princess died, her body was sent back to Southern Xinjiang. In memory of her, I personally built a cenotaph for her in Xiaoqiu Mountain. Your father is guarding it there."
The two brothers were more or less convinced by this answer.
At the very least, keeping vigil for Yuan Meng was indeed one of Mr. Simeng's motives.
"Where is the cenotaph?" Mo Jiuye asked.
"On the sixth hill."
The two brothers were not unfamiliar with the sixth hill, because Xiaoqiu Mountain was composed of countless hills, and local people would also call it by the name of the hill.
Although they were not completely sure whether what Mr. Simeng said was true, this answer was more reliable than the previous one.
To further confirm, Mo Jiuye grabbed a handful of salt in his palm again.
"As far as I know, the Sixth Hill is covered in thorn bushes. How could a cenotaph be built there?"
In fact, he had no idea about the situation on the Sixth Hill, and said that purely to trick him.
Mr. Simeng shook his head vigorously. "That's impossible. The Sixth Hill is home to more wild beasts, but there aren't any thorns at all. I chose that place to build the cenotaph because wild beasts roam around there, so no one would bother me."
What's more, he set up many traps with poison around, and anyone who got close would surely die.
He would not tell the Mo brothers about this.
Although he could not achieve his goal while he was alive, as long as the Mo brothers dared to go there to rescue people, he would make sure they never returned, and in the end they would be buried with him and his beloved.
As for Mo Xing, he was controlled by his own natal Gu. Generally, he would operate it once every ten days or so, which would make Mo Xing stay there and guard Yuan Meng's body.
Now, it has been four days since he last manipulated the mother Gu to control Mo Qing.
In other words, in another six days, Mo Qing will lose control of himself and all ability to move, even the instinct to eat.
He set up a poison trap and believed that no one except him could enter it alive. Even if the Mo brothers found the location of the cenotaph, they would not be able to rescue Mo Xing and his son.
Especially, it would take more than ten days to reach the western border from here even if one rode at full speed. By that time, Mo Qing would probably have starved to death.
There are also Dalang and Erlang of the Mo family. They are also there, but they do different things from Mo Xing.
The two brothers were controlled by another female Gu, and the control time was longer than Mo Xing, about twenty days.
There, they were mainly responsible for hunting wild animals near the cenotaph, and also for the food of the three of them, father and son.
In short, Mr. Simeng's final bargaining chip is that Mo Jiuye and his companions simply cannot successfully enter the cenotaph, and are more likely to die in the poisonous fog trap he set up.
In other words, Mo Qing and his sons would die on the Sixth Hill.
Thinking of this, Mr. Simeng felt that he had nothing to worry about.
"I don't know who told you that the Sixth Hill is full of thorns. There are no thorns there at all. It's just that there are more beasts and taller trees. With your father's skills, it's no problem for him to deal with a few beasts."
He did not take the initiative to say that Mojia Dalang and Erlang were also there, because he did not want the other party to think that he was too proactive and there was something fishy going on.
Mo Jiuye was originally trying to trick him, but after hearing him say this, he had some idea in his mind. He continued to ask, "Where are my eldest and second brothers?"
"They are with Mo Qing."
After answering this, Mr. Simeng closed his eyes and acted as if he was ready to die.
How could Mo Jiuye let him die before finding his father and brother?
Considering that he has been away from the capital for some time, the old man will starve to death sooner or later if he has not eaten.
In order to keep him alive, Mo Jiuye shouted outside the carriage: "Sixth brother, bring some water and food."
The sixth brother was listening to the noise outside and had long wanted to see what was going on inside the carriage. When he heard his ninth brother calling him, he quickly jumped into the carriage with his water bag and food.
Mo Jiuye brought water and food to Mr. Simeng.
"Eat it, and you won't die now."
Mr. Simeng was tortured to the point of having no desire to live. He thought that even if the Mo brothers did not take his life, he would starve to death without food or water. Unexpectedly, Mo Jiuye actually asked him to eat.
He hadn't eaten for a long time and was indeed a little hungry, but he didn't want to eat. Only by not eating or drinking would he be closer to death.
Seeing his indifferent look, Mo Jiuye had already guessed what he was thinking.
The fifth brother stepped forward, pinched his chin, and said angrily: "Open your mouth, it's not that easy to die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jiuye had already opened the lid of the water bag and poured the water into his mouth.
Mr. Simeng was not paying attention and choked on the water, causing him to cough a series of times.
The Mo brothers didn't consider his situation. Seeing him open his mouth, Mo Jiuye took out another large piece of dry food and stuffed it in.
Mr. Simeng was forced to eat and closed his eyes weakly.
In fact, the Mo brothers and Mr. Simeng were traveling together, and not only did they not get enough rest, they didn't even have time to eat.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, they finally got some information out of it, which made everyone feel a little relieved.
Although they were in a hurry to travel, people are not made of iron after all, and the same goes for horses. If it weren't for the thousand-mile horse produced by He Zhiran's space, they would probably have been exhausted after walking such a long distance.
The environment here is pretty good and no one comes to disturb us, so the brothers decided to rest here for a while.
The three of them took turns looking at Mr. Simeng and finally got a break.
Knowing the whereabouts of their father and brother, no one wanted to waste too much time. Rescuing them as soon as possible was their only goal now.
After resting until the afternoon, Mo Jiuye looked at the sky and suggested, "Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, let's continue our journey and reach the Western Territory as soon as possible."
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