Chapter 387 Are you a human or a ghost?
The fifth brother was in charge of guarding Mr. Simeng at the foot of the mountain, but nothing happened. After all, the old man was dying and couldn't jump even if he wanted to.
The only worrying thing is that Mo Jinnian and Mo Jiuye have been in the mountains for a whole day, and no news has been sent back, which makes the fifth brother a little uneasy.
Logically, this is the time when people sleep the most soundly. However, Fifth Brother did not feel sleepy at all.
On the one hand, he was worried that the old fox Simeng would play tricks, but most importantly, he was worried about the safety of his two brothers.
Hearing the sound of light footsteps approaching from afar on the mountain, Mo Zhongyuan first glanced at Mr. Simeng, who looked like a dead dog, and then jumped off the carriage.
As the sound got closer, he could tell that the footsteps were not from two people.
He asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"
Hearing the voice of the fifth brother, Mo Jiuye quickly responded: "Fifth brother, it's me."
"Ninth brother, you're back? Is everything going well?"
Mo Jiuye was eager to save his father and didn't bother to explain too much at the moment.
"Fifth brother, we have rescued father and two brothers. Father is not in good condition. Let's rush back to Xiling Village now."
After hearing what Mo Jiuye said, the fifth brother shifted his attention to the two figures behind him.
By this time, the sky was already slightly brighter, and the night pearl was of no use. His eldest and second brothers had been tortured for many years, and their figures had changed a lot. For a moment, he could not recognize them at all.
However, after hearing what his ninth brother said, the fifth brother guessed that the people behind him might be his father and brothers.
At this time, the second brother had already come to Mo Zhongyuan with his father in his arms.
"Fifth brother, take us to the carriage quickly."
Although the second brother's figure had changed, his voice had not changed much.
When Mo Zhongyuan heard this long-lost voice, tears immediately welled up in his eyes.
"Is it my second brother?"
"It's me."
The eldest brother also came over at this time. He walked around Mo Jiuye and came close to Mo Zhongyuan, patting him on the shoulder: "Fifth brother, I am the eldest brother."
"Brother." Although Mo Zhongyuan didn't know what his father's condition was, he could tell from his ninth brother's tone that the matter was very urgent. Therefore, he didn't bother to care too much about his two brothers. He just said hello and led the way in the direction of the carriage.
When the carriage approached, the fifth brother was the first to ask, "Ninth brother, can we get rid of that old ghost?"
When he saw that disgusting old thing, Fifth Brother felt uncomfortable all over.
Now that the ninth brother has successfully rescued his father and two brothers, he finally doesn't have to look at Mr. Simeng's annoying face all day long.
"Wait a minute, Fifth Brother. I'm not sure if he can still be of any use to me right now."
Mo Jiuye did not have any luck at this moment, but his father's condition was too worrying.
Instead of rushing back to Xiling Village, he wanted to try whether Mr. Simeng could help his father get rid of the poison.
As he spoke, Mo Jiuye strode forward, opened the carriage door, and pulled out Mr. Simeng, who was like a dead dog.
Then he turned to his second brother and said, "Second brother, please accompany father to the car first."
The second brother knew that his father needed a more comfortable environment at this time. His father would be more comfortable in the car than being held by him outside.
So he nodded and carried his father into the car.
Seeing this, the fifth brother also jumped up.
Although Mr. Simeng is in the carriage every day, considering how much the Mo brothers hate him, how could they let him lie too comfortably?
Therefore, the carriage was bare and hard at this moment. After the fifth brother got on, he first tidied it up and spread out the quilt placed aside, and then let the second brother gently place his father on it.
At the same time, he thoughtfully fetched some water and tentatively fed it to his father.
Outside the carriage, Mo Jiuye took a mouthful of water and sprayed it all on Mr. Simeng's face.
The old fox, who had been feeling drowsy, suddenly felt much more awake.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Jiuye's tall figure standing in front of him. He was obviously a little unbelievable.
"You...are you a human or a ghost?"
Mr. Simeng thought that Mo Jiuye would definitely die if he entered the Sixth Hill. Now that he saw him, the first thing he thought of was that he might also be dead. In order to confirm this idea, he asked this question.
Mo Jiuye snorted coldly: "Based on what you have done to my Mo family, do you think I can let you die so easily?"
In fact, Mr. Simeng asked that question just now because he was a little confused after being in a daze for too long.
After hearing what Mo Jiuye said, he reacted quickly because the pain and powerlessness in his body were too real.
If he was really dead, I shouldn't feel this way.
"Mo...Mo Jiuye, kill me!"
Mr. Simeng couldn't understand why Mo Jiuye could come back alive after entering the Sixth Hill full of poison traps?
No matter how curious he was, he didn't dare ask, because that would be tantamount to admitting that he had deliberately let the brothers go to the Sixth Hill in order to take their lives.
Mo Jiuye was concerned about his father's condition at the moment and had no intention of playing dumb with the old fox.
"I'm asking you, is it possible to cure the poison in my father's body?"
After hearing Mo Jiuye's question, Mr. Simeng's heart skipped a beat.
According to his thinking, even if the Mo brothers managed to avoid the poisonous traps he set up and get inside, they would not be able to come out alive, let alone find Mo Xing.
If you are lucky, at most you can see Dalang and Erlang of the Mo family. Even then, they will die at the hands of their own brothers.
But what did Mo Jiuye ask him?
Mo Jiuye asked him if he could help Mo Qing get rid of the poison?
So, they successfully rescued Mo Qing?
A series of question marks appeared in Mr. Simeng's mind.
In order to seek an answer, he did not block the words immediately.
"I personally planted the Gu in your father's body, and it is my own natal Gu that controls him. I can naturally remove the Gu in his body."
No matter what, he planned to stabilize Mo Jiuye first. If he could escape, that would be great. Even if not, he could still understand some of the situation.
If Mr. Simeng answered hesitantly, or showed that he didn't want to help his father get rid of the poison, Mo Jiuye might continue to deal with him.
But this old fox agreed so readily that Mo Jiuye could completely guess what he was thinking.
The old fox is just trying to delay time here, or trying to find a way to get the natal Gu back from him, and then take the opportunity to escape.
Since that was the case, Mo Jiuye had no choice but to give up this almost impossible opportunity to help his father get rid of the poison.
"You'd better give up on this idea of using this to get your natal Gu back!"
At this point, in Mo Jiuye's mind, there was no need to keep Mr. Simeng any longer.
Mr. Simeng saw that his thoughts were seen through, and he forced himself to burst into laughter despite his frail body.
"Hahahahahahaha...Mo Jiuye, is Mo Qing almost dying?"
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