Chapter 375 Where Are My Father and Brothers?

Chapter 375 Where Are My Father and Brothers?

After Mo Jiuye finished speaking, he opened the food that Fifth Brother had bought when he entered the city the day before. Inside were the salt they needed for cooking on their journey.

He held the salt in his palm and then exerted force, turning the granules of salt into powder instantly.

Mo Jiuye sprinkled the crushed salt onto the bloody holes on Mr. Si Meng's body.

Almost immediately, a scream echoed inside the carriage: "Aaaaaahhhhhh..."

Fortunately, they had chosen a remote location far from any inhabitants; otherwise, this scream would have certainly alarmed passersby.

Even Xiao Bai, standing on top of the carriage, was startled and fluttered up high, flapping his wings.

Mo Jiuye and Mo Zhongyuan watched coldly as Mr. Si Meng writhed in agony.

After a long while, once he stopped screaming, Mo Jiuye asked, "Are you ready to talk now?"

"Wan...want to talk..."

Mr. Si Meng appeared weak and breathless.

"Tell me, where are my father and brothers?"

"They...they are indeed at Small Hill. After the Princess died, her body was sent back to the Southern Frontier. I built a cenotaph for her with my own hands at Small Hill, and your father is guarding it there."

This time, the brothers believed him somewhat.

At the very least, guarding Yuan Meng's spirit was a plausible motive for Mr. Si Meng.

"Where exactly is the cenotaph?" Mo Jiuye pressed.

"On the sixth hill."

The brothers were familiar with the sixth hill because Small Hill consisted of numerous hills, and the locals referred to them by number.

Although they couldn't be entirely sure if Mr. Si Meng was telling the truth, this answer seemed more reliable than the previous one.

To further verify, Mo Jiuye grabbed another handful of salt.

"As far as I know, the sixth hill is covered with thorny bushes. How could a cenotaph be built there?"

In fact, he had no idea about the conditions on the sixth hill; he was simply trying to bluff him.

Mr. Si Meng shook his head vigorously: "That's impossible. Apart from having more wild beasts, the sixth hill has no thorny bushes. I chose that location precisely because of the wild beasts, so no one would disturb the cenotaph."

Moreover, he had set many traps laced with poison around the area. Anyone who approached would surely die.

He wouldn't tell the Mo brothers this.

Even though he couldn't achieve his goal while alive, if the Mo brothers dared to go there to rescue anyone, they would never return, ultimately joining him and his beloved in death.

As for Mo Qing, he was controlled by his life-bound charm, which he manipulated every ten days or so to make Mo Qing obediently guard Yuan Meng's spirit.

It had been four days since he last controlled Mo Qing using the mother charm.

In six more days, Mo Qing would lose all ability to move and even lose the instinct to eat.

He was confident that the traps he set would prevent anyone from entering alive except himself. Even if the Mo brothers found the cenotaph, they couldn't save Mo Qing.

Especially considering that reaching the Western Region from here would take over ten days on fast horses, Mo Qing would likely starve to death by then.

There were also Mo family's Erlang and Daliang, who were there too, just doing different tasks.

They were controlled by other mother charms, with a longer interval of about twenty days.

Their main task was to hunt the wild beasts approaching the cenotaph and provide food for the three of them.

In short, Mr. Si Meng's final trump card was that the Mo brothers couldn't enter the cenotaph safely and would most likely die in the poisonous fog traps he set.

In other words, Mo Qing and his sons would all die on the sixth hill.

Thinking about this, Mr. Si Meng felt he had nothing left to worry about.

"I don't know who told you the sixth hill is full of thorny bushes. There are no thorny bushes there, just more wild beasts and taller trees. With your father's skills, dealing with some wild beasts is not an issue."

He didn't mention that Erlang and Daliang were also there, not wanting to appear too eager and give away any deception.

Mo Jiuye was bluffing, and seeing his reaction, he had a better sense. He continued to press, "Where are my eldest brother and second brother?"

"They are with Mo Qing."

After answering, Mr. Si Meng closed his eyes, preparing to face his fate.

Without finding his father and brothers first, how could Mo Jiuye let him die?

Considering they had been away from the Imperial City for some time and the old man hadn't eaten, he would eventually starve to death.

To keep him alive, Mo Jiuye shouted outside the carriage, "Sixth Brother, bring some water and food."

Sixth Brother, who had been listening outside, had been eager to see what was happening inside. Hearing his ninth brother call, he quickly brought a waterskin and food and jumped into the carriage.

Mo Jiuye presented the water and food to Mr. Si Meng.

"Eat it. You can't die yet."

Mr. Si Meng, tortured beyond endurance, had planned to starve himself to death if the Mo brothers didn't kill him. He hadn't expected Mo Jiuye to offer him food.

Having not eaten for a long time, he was indeed hungry, but he didn't want to eat. Only by refusing food and water could he get closer to death.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Mo Jiuye had already guessed his thoughts.

Wu Ge stepped forward and grabbed his chin, shouting angrily, "Open your mouth. Dying won't be that easy."

As he spoke, Mo Jiuye had already opened the water pouch and poured water into his mouth.

Si Meng, caught off guard, choked on the water and started coughing uncontrollably.

The Mo brothers didn’t care about his condition; seeing that his mouth was open, Mo Jiuye stuffed a large piece of dry food into it.

Forced to eat, Si Meng closed his eyes weakly.

In fact, the Mo brothers, traveling with Si Meng, hadn’t rested well and hadn’t even had time to eat properly.

Now, regardless of whether what they learned was true or not, finally getting some information made them feel somewhat relieved.

Though they were in a hurry, after all, they were human and not made of iron, and the horses were no different. If not for the thousand-mile horses from He Zhiran’s space, they would have been exhausted long ago from such a long journey.

The environment here was quite nice, and there was no one to disturb them. The brothers decided to rest for a while.

Taking turns watching over Si Meng, they managed to get some rest.

Knowing the whereabouts of their father and brother, none of them wanted to waste any more time. Rescuing them as soon as possible was now their only goal.

Resting until the afternoon, Mo Jiuye looked at the sky and suggested, "Wu Ge, Sixth Brother, let's continue our journey and reach the Western Region sooner."