Something had happened.
Mu Xiaoling and Qi Tai glanced at each other as Mu Xiaoling took the lead to fly out. Feng Jiuyang ran over to wake up Tang Ling and Qi Tai before quickly catching up.
The cold wind carried along with it a bone-piercing chill. With a few flashes, Mu Xiaoling arrived at the place where the cry had come from. She looked around and immediately arranged all the nearby houses for the caravan.
However, when she arrived at the place, the doors and windows were still intact, as if nothing had happened at all. She could only hear someone shouting from inside, "What are you shouting about in the middle of the night?"
"Sigh, maybe this place is a bit too weird. Don't you have nightmares?"
At this time, the three people of the Feng Jiuyang Tang Ling and Qi Tai also arrived, while Zhuo Guang and a few stewards also rushed over.
Zhuo Guang saw that they were startled at first, then knocked on the door, "Yin Chang, come out, what happened just now?"
"Boss Zhuo?" When the people in the room heard the noise and opened the door, they were startled by the number of people outside. They hurriedly explained, "It's nothing, it's just that Wang Er had a nightmare and shouted." As he said this, he turned his head to look at Wang Er and roared, "Wang Er, let's see what you have done!"
A young man ran out and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I couldn't control myself either."
"Alright, alright, don't shout if you have nothing to do. We will leave the next morning for the night." Zhuo Guang waved his hand impatiently and walked back, muttering to himself as he walked: "This is too weird, I'll leave tomorrow as soon as possible. Why do I feel like something is going to happen to me?"
It was a false alarm.
The four of them went back to their room as well. Feng Jiuyang took over the responsibility of keeping watch, and he switched with Mu Xiaoling to rest.
Early morning of the next day, when the sky had just begun to brighten, Zhuo Guang ordered someone to knock on the door.
Breakfast was prepared in the inn, and the steamed buns were filled with white porridge along with two plates of stir-fry. When the dishes were delivered to Mu Xiaoling's table, the waiter served some food before smiling and asking, "What would the four of you like for lunch? I'll prepare them in advance."
Mu Xiaoling felt that the shopkeeper's words were strange, but Tang Ling found them funny. "You're really interesting. We just left after breakfast. Who's preparing this lunch?"
The assistant did not reply and continued to smile. "Then I'll prepare a steamed carp for you all. That's the unique skill of our chef, first class, second class." With that, he left.
Feng Jiuyang lowered his eyebrows in thought for a moment, "I keep having the feeling that the shop assistant's words are a bit strange."
Mu Xiaoling swept her gaze over the people in the hall. "Which one of you saw Yin Chang and Wang Er last night?"
The three of them shook their heads. Tang Ling said, "Maybe they are outside. They are responsible for the accounting. They are probably busy now that they are about to leave."
Mu Xiaoling didn't say anything else. After breakfast, they should ride their horses and get on the carriages. With the sound of a gong, the caravan departed for the town's exit.
Today, Mu Yuan Town was still excessively deserted. The caravan walked on the main street, but the street seemed to have no end.
As the four of them rode, Tang Ling couldn't help but whisper to Qi Tai, "How long have we been gone for?"
Qi Tai calculated the time and replied, "It seems like more than two hours have passed."
Tang Ling then said, "But the time we took to get here yesterday was no more than two incense sticks' worth of time, right?"
What's going on with so many roads out there...
No one replied, not just them, the others were also in a state of unrest, but no one dared to break it.
They always had a glimmer of hope that they might be able to leave after a while.
Zhuo Guang was also not calm, and his fear was even greater than others. This caravan was holding onto his entire fortune, so if something happened, what should he do?
Due to fear, everyone's emotions were strained, like strings stretched to the limit. They were maintained at an extremely dangerous point, and if they were to exert a little more force, they would suddenly break.
Mu Xiaoling's face darkened as she secretly hoped that this opportunity would not come too quickly.
However, reality wasn't going in the direction she had expected. When they continued walking forward, they saw the inn's signboard and the work they had done that morning. The string had been completely broken.
It was unknown who let out the scream for the first time, but the entire caravan was thrown into chaos. Some people fainted due to fright, some people broke down into tears, and some people disbelievingly drove their carriages forward.
Zhuo Guang could not stop him at all. As he watched the carriages run off, he felt so sorry for them that he wanted to cry.
"What's there to be afraid of? This Mu Yuan Zhen has been going in and out for at least a day or two." The shop assistant muttered as he turned his head to see Zhuo Guang's expression. He patted Zhuo Guang on the shoulder to comfort him. "Don't worry. We'll be back in a while. It'll be fine as long as we stay here."
Zhuo Guang looked around and felt like weeping but had no tears. There was no one left to use them. Even more than half of the guards who were hired were scared senseless.
At this time, Mu Xiaoling stepped forward and said, "Let Tang Ling and Qi Tai stop the car. Young Noble Feng can gather some relatively stable people to help. Boss Zhuo, please do something else with me."
Since Tang Ling and Qi Tai had Mu Xiaoling as their backbone, they didn't panic and waited outside as soon as they received the order.
Feng Jiuyang looked at Mu Xiaoling with a complicated expression, then turned around to go back to work.
Zhuo Guang could not help but ask: "What are we going to do?"
Mu Xiaoling said, "Go and find two people. Do you remember Yin Chang and Wang Er from last night?"
Zhuo Guang was at a loss. "What happened to them?"
"Let's see if they're still here." Mu Xiaoling felt that what happened last night wasn't as simple as a nightmare and he couldn't grasp onto any clues. Thus, he had to use the stupidest method.
Zhuo Guang felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He trembled as he led Mu Xiaoling and walked around the caravan. As expected, there were no signs of Yin Chang and Wang Er.
"This... "What's going on?!" Zhuo Guang was dumbfounded as he consoled himself: "Perhaps he ran away, but so many people ran away just now."
However, Mu Xiaoling didn't think so. She quickly went to the room where the Second Prince Yin Chang stayed last night. The door was tightly shut and she kicked it open with a heavy kick.
The room was filled with blood stains. The strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, making him feel nauseous.
Needless to say, it was a miracle that the two of them were still alive after losing so much blood.
"Why aren't you leaving?" Zhuo Guang was slower than Mu Xiaoling. After a while, they arrived at the entrance. When they saw Mu Xiaoling blocking the entrance, they couldn't help but feel their hearts beat faster. "What's that smell?"
He was a man, so he was naturally taller than Mu Xiaoling. Looking through the gap, the blood on his face immediately faded and his face became even paler. His eyes almost popped out as he subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands and ran to the side to vomit.