Lonely tree in the north

After Mo Xun and Yi Fengyue confessed to the Nangong family together, they said goodbye to Bei Zi'an, and then headed east in a carriage.

To go to Jiumenggui, one must pass through Jinling, but Mo Xun didn't stop in Jinling to waste time, so he asked the coachman to take a detour and go straight to Jiumenggui Mountain.

After driving for two days, the carriage entered the border of Jinling, but there was still a distance to Jinling.

Yi Fengyue cheekily leaned on Mo Xun's shoulder to sleep, and wanted to scold him, but seeing how he was too tired and sleeping soundly, she still didn't dare to wake him up.

"Quick, run!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.

Immediately afterwards, the horse jumped up as if frightened.

hiss--

Suddenly, the horse bed swayed and went mad, Mo Xun reacted and grabbed something nearby, Yi Fengyue had lost her support point, and fell asleep on Mo Xun's lap.

"Sir, are you alright?"

The driver outside stabilized the horse, then raised his hand and gently lifted the curtain to see if the people inside were injured.

"It's okay, what's going on outside?" Mo Xun shook his head, stroked Yi Fengyue's head, and asked softly.

"A few villagers just ran over like crazy, and I don't know why."

Mo Xun frowned slightly, and didn't think too much, just told the coachman to leave here quickly.

He was always uneasy.

The carriage hadn't been driving for a long time, and was suddenly stopped by people outside. When Mo Xun listened attentively, he could tell that it was spoken by the government.

"Routine inspection, please come down from the son inside."

A voice came from outside, and Mo Xun shook Yi Fengyue anxiously, "Yi Fengyue, it's time to wake up."

Unexpectedly, with an impatient expression on his face, he patted Mo Xun's hand away, and buried his face in Mo Xun's belly, sleeping even more soundly.

"Wake up, sleep later!" Mo Xun was annoyed, and directly pulled him up with his hands, and dragged him off the carriage regardless of whether he was awake or not.

Several people in official uniforms stared at the man who had just got off the carriage and hugged him. You looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, one of them came forward and carefully examined the man whose head was stuck on Mo Xun's shoulder. Yi Fengyue on board.

"What's the matter with him?"

"Oh, he's too tired. He just fell asleep and hasn't recovered yet." Mo Xun explained hastily.

Hearing Mo Xun's explanation, the man suddenly frowned again, glanced at Yi Fengyue, then at Mo Xun, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and waved for a person behind him to come up.

"Doctor, check him out."

After saying that, the person who was ordered put down the medical kit in his hand, and bowed to Yi Fengyue: "I offended you, my lord."

Before the doctor grabbed Yi Fengyue's hand and began to feel his pulse, suddenly, Yi Fengyue seemed to have noticed it, and shook off the doctor's hand, hugged Mo Xun fiercely, and hid in his arms.

"........."

"........."

It seems to be misunderstood.

"Yi Fengyue, what are you doing? Let go!" Mo Xun smiled awkwardly, trying to get this guy's claws off quickly.

Unexpectedly, Yi Fengyue's hand would last longer and longer.

It seems that after a few days of not hitting, the skin is getting more and more itchy.

The anger value was slowly rising, and Mo Xun hadn't started to beat him up, when the official over there suddenly yelled, completely ignoring Mo Xun.

"Okay, no need to check, since they are close contacts, both of them should be taken back."

"No, my lord, we didn't do anything wrong, why did you take us away? We are people from Jiumengguishan, we have to go to work, we can't delay."

As the words fell, the person who spoke looked at Mo Xun. After scrutinizing him carefully, he suddenly said: "The people who return to the mountain after Jiumeng? None of us know that the people who return to the mountain from Jiumeng are all monks. Do you have any questions?" The waist card there is not important, after all, this is the boundary of the four-door phantom palace, and the court has also spoken, there is a plague recently, no matter who it is, who is suspected of being infected, it must be arrested and checked."

"Varied……"

Before Mo Xun could say anything, the person who stepped forward had already started to pull him.

He was taken all the way to a separate room, and Mo Xun didn't see the sleepy god waking up. He wanted to shout at him angrily, but found that Yi Fengyue's face had turned red and her forehead was burning badly.

"Yi Fengyue? Yi Fengyue, wake up! Yi Fengyue!" Mo Xun patted his face lightly, trying to wake him up, but this time he didn't even frown, let alone fight back to push Mo Xun away.

"It doesn't look like I have a fever, it was fine before..." Mo Xun mumbled, without thinking too much, he hurriedly took his pulse.

After careful examination for a long time, Mo Xun couldn't find anything, and he didn't have a fever...

"Yi Fengyue, wake up." Mo Xun pushed again, but the person with eyes closed still didn't respond.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Xun remembered that he could give him luck, so he wanted to see if it would work.

But by luck, a gust of Qi in his body suddenly bounced back the Qi transported by Mo Xun, which surprised Mo Xun.

Like a devil?Why is there such a weak magic energy in his body?

He had doubts about Yi Fengyue's identity, but he never thought that Yi Fengyue would be a member of the demon clan.

But with such a weak demonic energy, he doesn't look like a member of the demon clan.

"Aunt...don't..."

Yi Fengyue's weak voice reached Mo Xun's ears before interrupting his thoughts.

"Auntie..."

"Fengyue? Wake up!"

"Aniang...don't go...don't go..." Yi Fengyue suddenly grabbed his hand, and when she was struggling to breathe, her voice was begging and crying.