When Mo Chengyue saw it, his handsome eyebrows almost twisted, as if begging for mercy, he hurriedly said: "I'm going, I'm going now, I'm going right away."

As he said that, he quickly retreated towards the window, and disappeared from the house in a flash.

Hu Yueru played for a while, the tune changed and became more melodious, there was a rustling and sliding sound from the roof, and it was soon quiet before she put the piccolo back on the shelf.



Mo Siyu arrived at the priest's mansion in a carriage. The housekeeper in the mansion was a little surprised when he heard the announcement, and quickly arranged for a servant to inform Qin Wuyan, and hurriedly greeted him.

Mo Siyu jumped out of the carriage, stood at the gate of the majestic Priest's Mansion, looked up, and saw that the Priest's Mansion was no different from usual.

Mo Siyu's face was full of surprise. At ordinary people's homes, at least they bought a piece of red paper and pasted couplets on window grilles, which represented celebration.

I really had no money, so I used an old red cloth and hung it at the door to welcome the new year.

This priest's mansion is strange, not only does it not have any red decorations, but it is even cooler than before.

Although Mo Siyu was puzzled, he was not surprised at all. After all, a person like Qin Wuyan could preserve the dead body for so long, what else could he not do?

With a big smile on his face, the housekeeper welcomed Mo Siyu into the room.

Mo Siyu ordered the guards to remove all the New Year's goods and gifts loaded on the carriage, "It's a big Chinese New Year, and I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to the High Priest, and I don't know if it's convenient for the High Priest.

If it's inconvenient..."

The servant trotted out: "Young Master Yu, our High Priest has an invitation."

Butler: "Young Master Yu, it's convenient for our High Priest, please hurry up!"

Mo Siyu walked in slowly with the butler, while chatting with the butler, while listening to the movement of the priest's mansion.

Almost to the living room inside, there were bursts of sad and creepy weeping from the side hall.

Mo Siyu only felt his scalp go numb: "Who is crying?"

Still crying so depressed and miserable?

The butler smiled, "No one was crying, it was the slugs sent by the wizard who were calling, and the sound of these slugs was like a human cry..."

Mo Siyu's thoughts turned slightly, "Slug?"

"That's right." The housekeeper simply pushed the side hall door open, "Doctor Yu is a doctor, and you probably have heard that there are such bugs in the world that sound like human cries, right?"

Mo Siyu smiled, quickly looked around the side hall with his eyes, and said, "I've heard of it, but I've never seen it before."

"Why don't you go in and have a look." The butler made a "please" gesture.

Mo Siyu was not polite either, he lifted his foot and collapsed into the side hall.

Searching around inside, his eyes fell on the porcelain altar placed on the table.

Seeing that Mo Siyu was not moving, the housekeeper took the initiative to walk over, lifted the lid of the porcelain altar with a small hole, and beckoned Mo Siyu to come over and take a look: "They're all in, why don't you take a look?"

Mo Siyu poked his head over, and seeing the sticky bugs inside, he just felt a little disgusted.

This is the first time I have seen this kind of worm. There are about five of them fed inside. They are covered in sticky mucus. Their chubby bodies are wrapped in mucus. There are two big eyes on their heads and a sad cry from their bulging mouths. , It's extremely intrusive to hear...

No wonder this thing is called a slug. The mucus secreted from its body is similar to snot. It is really disgusting. Mo Siyu quickly turned his eyes away, raised his feet and walked out: "It turned out to be such a thing. I just ate it because it was an eyesore. The food is almost spit out."