Chapter 375

Mo Jiuye said, then opened the food that Fifth Elder Brother had bought in the city the day before yesterday. Among them there was cooking salt that they would need on the road.

He grasped the salt in his palm, then clenched hard. The salt, which was originally like grains of sand, instantly turned into powder.

Mo Jiuye sprinkled the crushed salt on the few blood holes on Mr. Si Meng's body.

In just an instant, a scream came from the carriage: "Ahhhhhhhh..."

Fortunately, the location they chose was remote without any people. Otherwise, this scream would surely alarm passersby.

Even so, Little White, who was standing on top of the carriage, was still startled, flapping his wings high up.

Mo Jiuye and Mo Chongyuan looked coldly at Mr. Si Meng's miserable state.

After a long while, when he stopped screaming, Mo Jiuye asked, "Have you thought about what to say now?"

"I've...I've thought about it..."

Mr. Si Meng sounded weak.

"Speak. Where exactly are my father and brothers?"

"They...they really are at Xiaoqiu Mountain. After the Princess died, her corpse was sent back to the Southern Borderlands. For my heart's desires, I personally built her a mausoleum with shroud and crown at Xiaoqiu Mountain. Your father is there keeping vigil over her."

This time, the two brothers believed his words a little more.

At the very least, keeping vigil over Yuan Meng was indeed one of Mr. Si Meng's motives. "Where is the mausoleum with shroud and crown?" Mo Jiuye continued asking.

"On the sixth hillock."

This sixth hillock was not unfamiliar to the brothers, because Xiaoqiu Mountain was made up of countless hillocks, and the local commoners would also use names like "the sixth hillock" to refer to them.

Although they still could not completely confirm whether or not Mr. Si Meng was telling the truth, this answer was still more reliable than the previous one.

In order to further confirm, Mo Jiuye grabbed another handful of salt in his palm.

"From what I know, the sixth hillock is all thorn bushes. How could a mausoleum with shroud and crown be built there?"

In fact, he had no idea what the situation on the sixth hillock was. He was purely bluffing.

Mr. Si Meng shook his head forcefully: "That's impossible. Aside from more fierce beasts, the sixth hillock has absolutely no thorns. I chose that place to build the mausoleum with shroud and crown precisely because there are wild beasts there, so no one will go disturb it."

Moreover, he had also set up many traps with poisons around it. Other than him, no one who approached would make it out alive.

This was something he would not tell the Mo brothers. Although he could not accomplish his own goals while still alive, as long as the Mo brothers dared to go save people there, he would definitely let them go and never return. The end result would still be to accompany his beloved in death.

As for Mo Qing, he was being controlled by Si Meng's life-bound Gu worm. Normally he would manipulate the mother Gu worm to control Mo Qing once every ten days or so, to make Mo Qing obediently keep vigil over Yuan Meng there.

Now calculating the time, it had already been four days since the last time he had manipulated the mother Gu to control Mo Qing.

That meant there were six more days until Mo Qing, without his manipulation, would lose all ability to act, and even lose the instinct to eat.

He believed that aside from him, no one would be able to enter the location of the mausoleum with shroud and crown alive. Even if the Mo brothers found it, they would not be able to rescue Mo Qing and his sons.

Especially since it took more than ten days to reach the Western Borderlands from here, even rushing day and night on fast horses. By then, Mo Qing would have long starved to death.

There were also Mo Family Eldest Son and Second Son. They were there as well, just doing things different from Mo Qing.

The two brothers were controlled by other mother Gu worms, with control times slightly longer than Mo Qing, around twenty days.

They were mainly responsible for hunting the wild beasts that approached the mausoleum with shroud and crown there, and at the same time taking care of the food and drink for the three of them.

In summary, Mr. Si Meng's final bargaining chip was that the Mo brothers would simply be unable to smoothly enter the location of the mausoleum with shroud and crown, and it was far more likely they would die in the poison mist traps he had set up.

That meant Mo Qing and his several sons would all die on the sixth hillock.

Thinking of all this, Mr. Si Meng felt that he really had nothing left to worry about. "I don't know who told you the sixth hillock was all thorn bushes. There really aren't any thorns there, just more fierce beasts and taller trees. With your father's skills, dealing with some fierce beasts is no trouble at all."

He did not take the initiative to mention that Mo Family Eldest Son and Second Son were also there. His goal was to avoid making the other party feel he was being too proactive, which would seem suspicious.

Mo Jiuye had been bluffing him, so hearing him say this, he more or less understood something. He continued asking, "Where are my eldest and second brothers?"

"They're with Mo Qing."

After answering this sentence, Mr. Si Meng closed his eyes, putting on the appearance of waiting for death.

How could Mo Jiuye let him die before finding his father and brothers?

Considering it would take some time to take him away from the capital, if the old fart didn't eat, sooner or later he would starve to death.

To keep him alive, Mo Jiuye called towards outside the carriage, "Sixth Elder Brother, bring some water and food here."

Sixth Elder Brother had been listening to the movements outside, and had long wanted to see what was going on inside the carriage. Hearing Ninth Younger Brother calling him, he hurriedly jumped onto the carriage with a waterskin and food.

Mo Jiuye opened the lid of the waterskin and poured water into Mr. Si Meng's mouth.

Mr. Si Meng was caught off guard and choked by the water, coughing loudly.

The Mo brothers wouldn't consider his circumstances. Seeing that he had opened his mouth, Mo Jiuye also stuffed a large piece of hardtack in.

Mr. Si Meng was forced to eat something. Powerless, he closed his eyes.

In fact, the several Mo brothers had not rested well while taking Mr. Si Meng with them on the road, and had not even had time to eat.

At this time, whether it was true or false, they had finally gotten some information out, making the several of them feel somewhat relieved.

Although they were in a hurry on the road, after all, they were not made of iron. The horses were the same. If they hadn't been He Zhiran's dimensional horses that could travel thousands of miles, they probably would have already collapsed from exhaustion travelling such a long distance continuously.

The environment here was not bad, and there were no people to disturb them, so the brothers decided to rest here for a while.

The three of them took turns watching Mr. Si Meng, finally getting a bit of rest.

Now that they knew of their father and brothers' whereabouts, none of them wanted to delay any more time. Their only goal now was to rescue them as soon as possible.

Resting until the afternoon, Mo Jiuye looked at the sky and suggested, "Fifth and Sixth Brothers, let's continue on the road and reach the Western Borderlands sooner."