The world is getting dark very quickly.

Shortly after returning to Mo's mansion, the sky became gloomy.

Looking up, the starry light was sprinkled.

The bright moon hangs high.

After meeting that weird woman selling makeup, Mo Yun didn't dare to go out for a walk anymore. He felt that going out at night might be even more dangerous. After all, most of the horror incidents in the novels of supernatural monsters happened at night.

After thinking carefully for a while, he still asked Rong'er to call the housekeeper of the Mo family, Mo Tai.

Soon, Motai walked into the yard.

Motai is a middle-aged man with a national face. He has a good appearance. When walking, he looks forward and looks up and his chest is raised. He doesn't look like a butler, but a leader who controls power.

He was still wearing a gray-white robe and a thick collar. He walked quickly and immediately walked over after seeing Mo Yun.

"Young Master, what are you asking for me?"

Mo Yun glanced at him, organized the language, and said:

"Recently, please pay attention to Pang Ge. After I leave tomorrow, I will continue to pay attention to him. By the way, please pay attention to whether there are any abnormal situations in the city or missing or death events that cannot be identified."

"Pang Ge?" Mo Tai was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled, "Are you talking about Feng Lin's creditor, the fat man who collects usury in the city?"

"Yes, it's him."

"Have he offended the young master?" Motai asked tentatively.

"Haha, anyway, you have to pay attention to this person." Mo Yun did not comment and did not answer this question positively.

"I understand, young master." Mo Tai nodded.

"Also, in recent times, we must restrain our family members, maids, guards, chefs, doormen... and watch out for everything. Don't let them do anything out of order. Try to go out as little as possible, don't cause any trouble, and be more at ease."

"What are you worried about? Feng Lin's matter?" Mo Tai's expression moved slightly, as if he had guessed something.

"I went out today and got some gains." Mo Yun said slowly, "I can tell you that Maolin City is not safe recently. It can even be said to be undercurrents and full of crises. If you are not careful, you may cause a big disaster."

"You mean, in addition to the Zhang family and the Chengwei Mansion, there is a third force in the city?" Zhang Tai's expression moved.

"It can be understood so."

"Who is it?"

"It's hard to say now." Mo Yun shook his head, "They are very dangerous, it's best not to provoke them."

"This... OK, I will remind them immediately." Motai nodded and replied seriously.

"That's good. Go and do it."

Mo Yun waved his hand and signaled him to leave.

Mo Tai bowed slightly and turned around and left the independent courtyard where Mo Yun was.

Walking out of the yard, two guards in black armor appeared at the door. Motel nodded at them and walked towards the central area of ​​the residence together.

"I recently reminded the commander to restrain all the guards and not allow them to go out alone and act collectively. Without my consent, I am not allowed to leave the mansion without authorization. I must report anything you do."

"Is this the young master's order?" asked a guard.

"Yes." Motel nodded, "That's what I mean."

"Will there be some big deal?" asked another guard. "Business in winter is not easy to do, and it is necessary to restrict everyone's travel, which may cause some dissatisfaction."

"The eldest son is no longer an ordinary person in Blizzard Villa practiced." Mo Tai pondered, "He can see some things more clearly than us. The situation in the city... I can't say anything, but it's better to be careful."

"Is it really not an accident about Captain Feng?"

"I'm afraid yes." Motai's face was heavy, "Actually, I think the atmosphere in the city is a little wrong recently. I heard from the people in the city guards that the number of people missing recently has increased a lot."

"But is it because of Pang Ge's attitude towards Feng Lin's wife and daughter... I heard that fat man is very lustful..."

"Do you think the young master really cares about this?" Motai said calmly, "Since joining Blizzard Villa, his mentality and knowledge have become different from that of ordinary people like us. What he considers should be more important things."

"But……"

"Do you think that in the world today, except for ordinary people, who is the superior one?" Mo Tai whispered, "The practitioners are the real rulers, and even the court dares not offend them. People from the City Guard Mansion should respect our son when they see us, because the son is from Blizzard Villa."

"Who else dares to attack our people?" The guard's expression changed, as if he had thought of something, "Is it..."

"Shh." Motie raised his index finger and put it beside his mouth, "It has both advantages and disadvantages under this title. Maybe the enemies we are attracted are not something we can deal with, do you understand?"

"I understand, then do what you said." The guard's expression was stern, and he nodded.

"Don't use our own people to spend money to hire a few poor people and stare at Pang Ge." Mo Tai said lightly, "As soon as there is news, report to me."

"yes."

The two guards took their orders to leave. Motai stopped and looked at the vast mansion on all sides and sighed slightly.

"It's a turbulent time."

The next morning.

Mo's mansion, the Prince's Neighborhood.

As soon as it was dawn, Mo Yun got up.

Rong'er also got up very early, packed her luggage early in the morning, prepared to change clothes and other things.

The carriage prepared in advance has also been parked outside the gate of the other courtyard.

The sound of horse hooves kicked and stepped on the snow under his feet, and a stream of heat kept spewing out of the horse's mouth.

Rong'er looked at Mo Yun who was breathing fresh air in the yard and said respectfully:

"Young Master, you're all ready."

"very good."

Mo Yun nodded with satisfaction and stretched.

After taking Rong'er's packed luggage, stepped onto the knife, they walked out together.

Because it was too early, Mo Yun had already greeted his parents in this world in advance, asking them to sleep for a while and not to come and send him off.

So there was only one carriage outside the courtyard, and there was no one to see him off.

It was just dawn at this time and it was very cold outside. The main descendants of the mansion, some of Mo Yun's uncles and other cousins, etc. were still sleeping in the room. There were only some early maids cleaning up the snow and fallen leaves in the alley.

When he stepped onto the carriage, the groom outside waved his whip and the sound of horse hooves sounded.

The carriage swayed slightly, and the wheels rolled forward.

Rong'er also followed her up and sat opposite Mo Yun.

She was responsible for taking care of Mo Yun on the way, doing some work of getting started, cleaning, cooking and buying daily necessities. This seemed to be arranged in advance.

The light outside the window shone into the carriage, faintly mixed with white.

The morning light was slightly cool, and the cold wind outside blew, but the carriage was very warm, and thick mats were laid in the carriage, blocking the cold wind and air conditioning outside.

Because Mo Yun got up early, he planned to take a little rest.

He slowly closed his eyes.

But the carriage had just walked about five minutes before the coach stopped the carriage.

"Young Master, Young Master!" Someone was calling out in a low voice outside the window.

"What's going on?"

Mo Yun frowned, opened the curtain, and looked out of the carriage.

The carriage was stopped at the door of the Mo Mansion. The carriage was stopped. It was an anxious middle-aged man, and there were several guards wearing black armor standing next to it.

"Mo Tai?" Mo Yun glanced at the man, looked like a move, and asked, "Is there any news?"

"I have it." Mo Tai wiped the cold sweat from his face, and his expression was frightened.

"Young Master, Pang Ge is dead."

"Is it really dead?" Rong'er said in surprise.

"How did you die?" Mo Yun narrowed his eyes.

"It's not just him..." Mo Tai's lips trembled slightly, "There are eighteen guards who guarded him, and his more than a dozen concubines... all died, not even a single living..."

"What?!" Rong'er's pupils shrank and her mouth opened slightly.

"After you explained this to me yesterday afternoon, I sent someone to keep staring at them. It was normal, but in the middle of the night, the person who was following the gaze suddenly heard screams from the yard. The sound faintly disappeared and soon disappeared."

"The person who was following the stalker thought he had heard it wrong, but then the voice rang one after another... The person who was following the stalker was frightened, but he didn't dare to go in. It was not until dawn that he called a few people and knocked on Pang Ge's door..."

"What's the matter?" Mo Yun felt a little chilled.

"After pushing open the door, I couldn't find anyone... There was no one at home or in the yard... Later I found that more than 20 of them... all died in the pit. It seemed that they got up in the middle of the night to relieve their hands. They accidentally fell in and died of suffocation..."

"Pang Ge's face was buried in the cesspool... The pit was filled with their bodies... The people from the City Guard Mansion took a lot of effort to catch them up... It was confirmed that there were no external injuries and the door lock was not damaged..."

Along with Motai's words, a cold wind penetrated into the car.

It's chilly.
To be continued...