"That kind of thing is unlucky, and it's ugly and disgusting. Who would feed this kind of thing?" Elder Sun asked, "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"
"It's nothing, I thought about it, so I asked." Mo Siyu asked again: "Would anyone use this kind of bug to replace a person in mourning?"
Elder Sun just felt baffled: "For things like mourning, it's fine to invite someone. How can we use insects instead? Isn't this disrespectful to the dead?"
As if a light flashed into his mind, Mo Siyu suddenly realized something that he had been unable to figure out.
The last time I went to the priest's mansion with Chu Chuyan, I heard people crying.
This time, the high priest deliberately placed this disgusting bug in the side hall, deliberately letting her hear and see it, so as to take the opportunity to dispel her inner doubts and eliminate her confusion.
It made her think that the cries she heard with Chu Chuyan last time were from these slugs, not from real people.
A person as thoughtful as the High Priest never does such useless work.
This slug is not auspicious, but also disgusting, and its medicinal value is not high. How could the priest's palace put such a thing for no reason?
The only purpose is to cover up the miserable cries coming from those closed rooms.
Mo Siyu was stunned for a moment, then said slowly: "I understand!"
Old Sun was puzzled: "What do you understand?"
"I understand that slugs here are not good things." Mo Siyu smiled, picked up a chopsticks of steamed buns and put them into Elder Sun's bowl: "Eat more, you will live a long life. "
Elder Sun rolled his eyes, "You should stop saying these words in the future, when you hear them in my ears, you always feel that you are cursing me to return to the west sooner."
Having had a very happy breakfast, Mo Siyu rubbed his stomach, put the empty dishes into a food box, and left the pharmacy.
The carriage is ready and parked in the yard.
Mo Siyu personally moved the box inside to the carriage.
When Yuehua came in, she just saw Mo Siyu jumping into the carriage, and her heart skipped a beat: "Young Master Yu, what are you going to do?"
"Go out and take a look." Mo Siyu raised his long whip, drove the carriage, and went out through the door of the backyard without looking back.
Yuehua stood at the door for a while, feeling that something was wrong. When she pushed open the bedroom door and saw the empty bedroom inside and the letter for Chu Chuyan on the table, she immediately understood.
She grabbed the letter, hurried to the study in the front yard, and slammed on the door of the study: "Young master, young master, Mr. Yu is gone!"
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Mo Siyu drove the car to the street, thinking: if she left the Chu House on her own initiative, she must not embarrass the people in power in the Chu family.
Mo Siyu stopped in front of his brother's inn for a while, and was afraid that living in it would be too conspicuous, so he continued walking, found the largest inn in the entire Moon City, and went in to make a reservation.
Unexpectedly, when the shop owner saw that it was Mo Siyu, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Young Master Yu, I'm really sorry, our guest rooms are already full, you can go to another inn or restaurant to have a look. "
Seeing this, Mo Siyu had no choice but to find other restaurants and inns.
But I went to several high-end restaurants and inns in a row, but they were all full and were rejected. Only then did Mo Siyu notice the strangeness.
This is really a coincidence. It's Chinese New Year, and the only mountain road leading outside has not been repaired. Where did so many distinguished guests stay in restaurants and inns?
Isn't it clear that she is not allowed to stay in the hotel?