"Hey, Boss Mo!" Zheng Yi shouted into the inside through the window of the woodshed. Suddenly, with a bang, as if something was hitting the window frame. Zheng Yi was stunned, and looked at the crack in the window, curiously looking in the photo room.

A silver eye was just embedded in the inside of the crack in the window, staring at Zheng Yi outside the window, "Hey, I C!" Zheng Yi was shocked, but he soon realized what was going on.

Zheng Yi urged him, leaned against the window frame, and said to the person inside, "Why is it you again!"

The silver eyes blinked, as if they were laughing, and a strange voice replied, "What? It's me, are you disappointed?"

"And!" Zheng Yi looked at the courtyard with no concern, "I was a little disappointed."

The master with silver eyes turned around and leaned his back against the window frame on the inside. He seemed not to take Zheng Yi's words to heart. He proudly raised his chin. The familiar face was Mo Chen.

Mo Chen with silver eyes said, "Tell me! What's the matter with me!"

Zheng Yi hugged his shoulders and looked around, as if he was always alert to whether anyone would approach him. He said, "I am looking for Boss Mo, not you!"

Mo Chen leaned his lips lightly and smiled mockingly, "It's not all the same, I'm him, he's me!" Zheng Yi sneered disdainfully, and Mo Chen continued, "Some things are better than me when I do it!"

"Yes!" Zheng Yi nodded, "It may be more convenient for you to do this!"

Mo Chen smiled slightly, as if Zheng Yi's affirmation of him made him very satisfied. "So, are you willing to make a deal with me?"

Zheng Yi answered the question irrelevantly and said to himself, "It seems that there is no other option given to me at the moment!"

"What do I need to do?" Mo Chen shrugged and asked.

"Fake death once and save Boss Mo's life." Zheng Yi said.

Mo Chen twisted his neck and was a little disappointed with Zheng Yi's request. "No need to say, I won't let someone touch this kid's hair."

Zheng Yi turned around and looked at the person inside through the window, saying word by word, "What I want is to ensure that his soul is immortal!"

"Boy! You are asking for help and asking for help. Don't you think you are too arrogant?!" Mo Chen said coldly.

Zheng Yimo stared at the reflection on the window without saying a word, and after a long time, he slowly said, "You can't control this body now! Boss Mo is gone, and it may not be a good thing for you. If you know the truth, cooperate with me. Doing this matter is to be a favor I owe you, it's hard to say, you won't have a time to use me in the future! I believe you know what I am doing. Instead of establishing an enemy, it's better to make an ally, what do you think?!"

The silver eyes turned drippingly, Mo Chen silently seemed to be thinking about whether Zheng Yi's words made some sense. A little, Mo Chen stretched and said, "Okay! You have successfully threatened me, and this matter will be subject to you."

...

"What are you thinking?" Chen Cen reached out and shook his hand in front of Zheng Yi's eyes. Zheng Yi's thoughts returned to reality, impatiently dispelling Chen Cen's hand.

"Old Mo will not have any trouble. Just be fine on this matter yourself. Don't talk nonsense when you go back." Zheng Yi said coldly.

Chen Cen was a little happy. First, because Mo Chen was not dead. Judging from Zheng Yi's attitude, it seemed that there was just a secret between him and Mo Chen that outsiders didn't know. I believe that Mo Chen would return to their "small organization" soon. In addition, what made Chen Cen a little happy was that even though Zheng Yi's attitude was still bad, he was willing to reveal the news to himself, at least it means that in Zheng Yi's heart, she was at least within the scope of "companion"!

Chen Cen is most afraid that Zheng Yi will treat himself as an enemy...

Mo Chen, who sneaked back to the main house, successfully found Mr. Qian’s study with the fragments of memory in his mind. Mo Chen and Zhang Zili and Wang Lei had been here before, and they also found the Qian family genealogy here, confirming the statement that Mr. Qian was cruel to send him away because of the ominous fate of Qian Tianlong.

Taking the door of the study room, Mo Chen snapped his fingers, and a little blue fire suddenly lit up between the index finger of his left hand, but it was enough to illuminate the room.

In my memory, the last time Mo Chen and others arrived here, Wang Lei accidentally touched the mechanism on the table and found the corpse hidden in the ambush of the mural.

Mo Chen stood in the middle of the room, looking around with sharp eyes. Suddenly, he moved his footsteps around the bookshelf and stared at the wall on the back. On the wall behind the bookshelf, there were several famous calligraphy and paintings hanging, but Mo Chen seemed not interested in these valuable calligraphy and treasures at all.

He raised his hand and the picture of flowers and birds on the left side of the wall exposed the dark red brick wall inside. Mo Chen stretched out his finger and tapped the red bricks gently, and his ears pressed against the wall and listened carefully. Two hollow echoes came back, and Mo Chen knocked on the surrounding red bricks again, but the echoes were very different, giving people a heavy and thick feeling.

"It's here!" Mo Chen murmured to himself, and a silver light suddenly appeared in his right hand, extending straight towards the wall.

Just when Mo Chen's fingertips touched the red brick wall, Mo Chen suddenly whispered, "Damn it! It's just that at this time."

...

Mo Chen opened his eyes and there was a hazy fog around him. He couldn't see where he was, and he felt like he was stepping on cotton under his feet.

"Is anyone?" Mo Chen shouted tentatively.

The head was covered with mist, and the sky above was invisible. A voice came over in an empty voice, "If you want to survive, shut up and don't disturb me!"

Mo Chen was stunned, his mind was in chaos, and the sound on the other end seemed very impatient. Mo Chen moved his fingers and watched the author lifting his arm, but Mo Chen had no actual feeling, and felt like he was in a dream.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen twisted his face hard and tried to wake up from his dream.

The sound on his head suddenly sounded, and Mo Chen felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, like a poor TV signal reception, snowflakes appeared on the screen, and it changed.

In the messy scenes, Mo Chen vaguely saw that he was leaning against the wall with exhausted energy, and a sense of suffocation was transmitted intermittently.

The decorations in the room in front of him seemed very familiar. Mo Chen suddenly remembered that it seemed to be Mr. Qian’s study. Before he could report what happened, the voice on his head cursed again, "I told you all, be honest if you want to survive!"

"Who are you?" Mo Chen asked, the picture in front of him still jumped in a mess, but the voice was not responding.
Chapter completed!