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The spider bit off a piece of meat on Mo Chen's forearm, which made him even more arrogant. He chewed his bloody mouth quickly, swallowing Mo Chen's flesh and blood in his belly.

Immediately, the spider pressed against Mo Chen and tried to eat human flesh again with his deep bloody mouth.

Mo Chen endured the severe pain of the wound in the forearm and pressed his hands against the spider's front legs. The spider was inexplicably powerful.

The spider's leg hair was hard and dense, and Mo Chen couldn't help but feel a little nauseated.

Mo Chen repeatedly called for help from Zheng Yi at the opposite door, but Zheng Yi seemed to be deaf and did not respond at all.

Mo Chen secretly complained in his heart, why didn’t Zheng Yi come to rescue him? Could it be that he was also in danger?

At this moment, the spider suddenly exerted force, and his front legs suddenly broke free. He clamped Mo Chen's neck with a handful of force, and his bloody mouth quickly approached Mo Chen.

"Ah~~~Uh..." Mo Chenqiang struggled to resist the spider's head.

Mo Chen is dying and seeking medical treatment. I have heard before that you don’t need to work too much, and this person can’t get up even if you use a finger to press a person’s forehead.

Of course, this premise is that the person who is held against is lying in a position.

If it weren't for the sudden incident, Mo Chen could have pulled the spider into a dream, but it was not possible now. I'm afraid that he would still be in the future and the dream would be there, so the spider bit his throat.

"Uh..." Mo Chen tried his best to fight the spider, but it was just delaying the time.

Suddenly, a figure swayed and stood beside Mo Chen. Mo Chen looked around and saw the light of his eyes. The person coming was Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi held his shoulders, raised his eyebrows on his left, and looked at Mo Chen with interest.

Zheng Yi said, "Are you having fun?"

Mo Chen was stunned and thought to himself that Zheng Yi's grandson would not save him quickly, but he was still talking sarcastic words on the side.

But then, Mo Chen realized something and immediately looked up at the spider who was stalemate.

"Um?"

Mo Chen was confused and saw him holding the pillow that had just been placed on the bed.

Looking at his arms again, Mo Chen's sleeves were turned high, and the place where the spider bite was intact, not even a red mark.

Mo Chen looked at Zheng Yi strangely. Zheng Yi held his chin with both hands, pretending to be a little girl, and pinched his throat and said, "What's going on? Is the Lun family swollen just now?"

"c!" Mo Chen cursed angrily with a dark face, rolled his eyelids, threw the pillow to the ground, raised his hand and clenched his fists at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi laughed loudly and hurriedly evaded his fist, "Stop making trouble! Why are you still anxious?"

Then, Zheng Yi asked Mo Chen about the scene he saw. After he knew it, he explained to Mo Chen what had just happened...

Everything Mo Chen saw just now was actually an illusion. When Mo Chen first arrived in this room, the strange smell of the smell made Mo Chen fall into an illusion.

As for the spider Mo Chen saw later, and the injury to his forearm by the spider, these are all hallucinations.

Mo Chen let out a long sigh, "Huh~~" It turned out that everything was just a false alarm.

Seeing Mo Chen's relaxed posture, Zheng Yi poured cold water on his head, deliberately scaring him, "Although it's an illusion, if Brother Yi comes a little late, you may have to see the King of Hell!"

Mo Chen glanced at Zheng Yi indifferently, "Stop scaring me! You said it too, it's just an hallucination. Could it be that I want to suffocate myself to death with a pillow?"

Zheng Yi walked to the bed and slowly said, "That's not necessarily!" As he said that, Zheng Yi lifted the bedding and searched carefully.

When Mo Chen saw that Zheng Yi seemed to have picked up something from the bed, he held up his cell phone and took a look at him.

Zheng Yi's fingertips were a bunch of brown and yellow hair long. Mo Chen asked, "What is that?" The brown and yellow hair looked a bit like dog hair.

Zheng Yi put his hair on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. Then he took out a tissue paper, wrapped it up, and put it in his pocket.

Zheng Yi said coldly, "Have you heard of Wong Tai Sin'er?"

"Weasel?" Mo Chen said.

Zheng Yi nodded, "One of the five great immortals in the legendary Northeast China, I was encountered by you boy. How long do you think you are? You are still alive."

"You mean..." Mo Chen looked around vigilantly, and Zheng Yi said lightly, "No need to look, it's already flashing."

Zheng Yi told Mo Chen that if he hadn't arrived just now, Mo Chen would have become Huang Daxian's on-the-trade meal long ago.

If you say that Huang Daxian is not a big deal, it is easy to subdue Mo Chen. However, Huang Daxian's method of cannibalism requires people to completely lose their sense of struggle and suck the blood on this person's body.

Judging from the time it was dealing with Mo Chen, Zheng Yi speculated that this yellow-skinned boy should not be old. In other words, his Taoism was too shallow, otherwise he would not have waited for Zheng Yi to come and "awaken" Mo Chen.

Mo Chen thought for a while and asked Zheng Yi, "Then didn't you see it when you came here?"

Zheng Yi shook his head "Maybe, when it heard me come in, it turned around and ran away."

"Tsk~ Just blow!" Mo Chen sneered, but he had to admit that Zheng Yi saved him again.

Mo Chen and the others then searched in the room for a while, and in the dark lattice under the bed, Mo Chen found a jar of wine the size of a palm.

It is said to be a wine jar, but in fact it is just a similar shape, with two pieces of talisman paper sticking on the mouth of the jar.

Mo Chen handed the jar to Zheng Yi. Zheng Yi looked at the formation carefully and sniffed it again. He guessed that the one who was locked in the jar was Xiao Jing's soul.

After finding Xiao Jing's soul, Mo Chen finally let go of a big stone in his heart, and the dangers he just encountered became insignificant.

Just as Mo Chen was about to leave, he suddenly heard a "Woooo~" sound, as if someone was blocking his mouth and nose.

"What sound?" Mo Chen asked vigilantly.

Zheng Yi slapped his forehead and suddenly remembered something. He opened the curtain and ran out, and Mo Chen followed closely behind.

In the room opposite, Mo Chen saw a middle-aged man in his forties with his hands tied behind his back, a piece of rag stuffed in his mouth, sitting on the ground, his feet were tied.

"Is this..." Mo Chen asked.

Zheng Yi walked forward and pulled off the rag from the man's mouth. The man was breathing in big mouth as if he had received a general amnesty.

Immediately afterwards, the man twisted his body, saluted Mo Chen and the others with his upper body, and begged repeatedly, "Please, two uncles, let me go! I have never done anything bad..."

Zheng Yi raised the jar in his hand and shouted sternly, "Diet to be dead yet, don't you tell the truth?" As he said that, Zheng Yi raised his leg and stuffed his feet into the man's chest.

At this time, Zheng Yi was very much like the official official who interrogated prisoners in ancient times. When the man saw the jar, he immediately understood the truth about the window. He begged in an anxious voice, "It's not my business, it's all done by Master Huang... He instructed me... I don't know anything..." As he said that, the man twisted his body and knelt in front of Zheng Yi, kowtowing to Zheng Yi and Mo Chen. Mo Chen knew in his heart that there must be such a person who was conscientiously murdering Xiaojing.
Chapter completed!