Such a big thing was not told to him. Mr. Mo was so angry that he was shaking, "Jing Yi, tell me what's going on!"

Knowing that the matter was serious, he did not dare to hide anything anymore, "Shuruo was kidnapped the night before yesterday, and the secret guards only discovered the traces yesterday. When I led people to look for her, she had already opened the tomb door."

"Being kidnapped?" He was almost confused, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday!"

Xiang Jingyi lowered his head and had no words to defend.

Mr. Mo frowned slightly. Although he knew in his heart that it was Mo Shuruo who asked Xiang Jingyi not to say anything, he still couldn't help but yell angrily in a low voice: "Trash!"

All the disciples outside the house trembled in fright.

Marquis Baiyue hurriedly ordered the young lady who came later to go to the mausoleum to check.

Over there, Mr. Mo's expression softened, "Old Gu, this matter is indeed the fault of our Mo family. When Shuruo wakes up, I will make her kneel in front of her dead nephew's grave for three days to apologize."

"It's nothing serious, but Shuruo," Baiyue Marquis raised his hand to motion to Mo Shuruo on the bed, "What can you tell?"

Duke Mo sighed, "It's an old illness."

Baiyue Hou knew that Mo Shuruo had autism in his early years, but just now he was acting like crazy and no one recognized him. What kind of disease is this?

He frowned and said, "What old illness is it? Is it serious?"

"I haven't had this nightmare syndrome for a long time. I thought it was cured, but who knew it would turn out to be so erratic." He looked at Mo Shuruo distressedly, "Although the situation this time seems to be better than before, the actual condition is not good for me.

Not sure."

Marquis Baiyue comforted him: "It should be fine, don't worry too much. I'll send someone to find the doctor right now."

Mr. Mo shook his head, "It's a knot in my heart. I can't even find a doctor."

"You have to try." Baiyue Hou turned around and went out. The voice came from not far away, "Go to the city gate and post a notice seeking a doctor. Whoever can cure the nightmare disease will be rewarded heavily by me."

"Yes." The guard took the order and left quickly.

The moonlight was pale and the sky was pitch black.

After sending everyone to rest, there were only three people in the house, Duke Mo, Marquis Baiyue, and Xiang Jingyi. Although there were guards guarding the house, the surroundings were so quiet that only Mo Shuruo's intermittent breathing could be heard.

The night is fading.

A dark shadow flashed nearby, and the secret guards searched the whole city. This was the third time they came to report that no one would be able to deal with it.

Marquis Baiyue clasped his hands and sighed: "It seems we can only wait until tomorrow."

"Master Hou, someone posted the notice!" It wasn't until dawn that the good news came from outside the house.

"Please come quickly."

Not long after dawn, the sky was still hazy and misty, and the woman who was gradually approaching with the guards was dressed in dust.

Marquis Baiyue was shocked: "You are the one who revealed the notice!" Seeing that she was still young, he obviously had doubts about her ability.

"It's me." The woman in red looked directly at him, not afraid of his identity, she answered truthfully without any expression, and handed the folded notice to the guard on the side.

"Can you cure nightmare syndrome?"

The girl raised her face, her eyes filled with arrogance, "If I can't be cured, Lord Marquis can cure me."

Marquis Baiyue sighed in his heart: He has such courage at such a young age!

Although he didn't know the identity of this woman, he was really worried about Mo Shuruo. Without even thinking about it, he said, "As long as you are sure of her cure, I will certainly reward her generously." He ordered the guards, "Take her in."

"Yes." The guard held out his hand to show the way, "This way, girl, please."

He nodded to Marquis Baiyue, said nothing, and strode away with the guards.

In the house, Mr. Mo was still sitting on the bedside, looking at the sleeping Mo Shuruo. Xiang Jingyi was standing behind Mr. Mo, also looking worried. The two of them didn't know what they were thinking, and they didn't even notice anyone entering the room.

"Mr. Mo." The girl in red walked to the bed, solemnly clasped her fists and bowed to him.

Mr. Mo came back to his senses and looked up at the girl in red in front of him, "You are..."

She replied: "Junior Fang Hongzhao."

Mr. Mo's eyes suddenly seemed to be more energetic, and he stood up suddenly, "Miss Hongzhao, do you have any way to cure my granddaughter?"

"This junior will definitely go all out."

This sentence seemed to give him a reassurance, and he suddenly smiled and murmured: "That's good, that's good."

Fang Hongzhao raised his head and glanced at Xiang Jingyi, who was not very friendly, and said word by word: "I am sending a medical practice and cannot disturb others. I hope Mr. Mo will understand and please stay away for the time being."

"good."

Seeing that Mr. Mo walked out without hesitation, Xiang Jingyi was very surprised and could not continue to hold on. He could only look at Mo Shuruo worriedly, turned around, chased him out, and closed the door.

"Mr. Mo...?"

He seemed to know what Xiang Jingyi was going to ask, and raised his hand to stop him: "I know you are wondering why I trust a strange woman so much."

Xiang Jingyi walked slowly behind him, "Yes, I really don't understand."

Mr. Mo put his hands behind his back and smiled, "If you know her identity, you won't be surprised."

Xiang Jingyi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said in surprise: "Fang's surname... Feihua Valley! Is that woman from Feihua Valley?"

Duke Mo smiled and said nothing, which was regarded as his acquiescence.

But he was still very surprised, "Feihua Valley and my Lingnan Mo family have never had a close relationship, how come..."

The people of Feihua Valley have always been aloof and aloof. Apart from the Lord of Tianmu Peak, there is probably no other person in this world who can call upon them at any time.

"It's him!" As if he finally understood, Xiang Jingyi stopped where he was, looking at Mr. Mo who had already walked away, and inadvertently frowned deeply.

Inside the room.

Fang Hongzhao first checked Mo Shuruo's pulse and then pricked the acupuncture points with silver needles. In just a moment, there was already one more person in the room.

"how?"

Fang Hongzhao slowly took out the silver needle stuck in Mo Shuruo's palm and replied, "The situation is not good." She shook her hand a few times and saw that the silver needle was still white. She put the needle away and stood up.

Looking at the man in white not far away in front of him, he said quietly: "Generally, with nightmare syndrome, you can still feel pain when you are asleep, but I just stabbed her Laogong point, but she had no reaction."

"What does this mean?"

"This shows that what traps Mo Shuruo is his inner demon."

"How can it be cured?"

"Foreign medicine cannot cure the symptoms but not the root cause. If we want to completely eradicate it..." She paused and said, "The city lord knows that heart diseases still need heart medicine."

He tilted his head slightly, "Oh?"

"If the knot in the heart cannot be untied, the soul will always be shackled in the nightmare. To untie the knot in the heart, one must understand the cause of the disease." In her open hand, a round and half-sized bead exuded a faint blush, "

This is the Peach Blossom Soul, and you should know its use better than I do. Although doctors are kind-hearted, sometimes it is inconvenient to know more about patients’ private matters than they need to know. Of course, for the city lord, since you want to save

Naturally, she doesn’t need to avoid these things.”

Yan Jue took the bead and didn't say anything. He only asked softly: "You mean, you want me to check her past through Peach Blossom Soul?"

Fang Hongzhao nodded, "Yes."

The sun is rising outside the window, and the winter fog is beginning to dissipate little by little. Water droplets are dripping from the green leaves and branches, and before they are integrated into the soil, they are suddenly evaporated in mid-air.

In the room, Yan Jue sat on the bedside, holding Mo Shuruo's hand and closing her eyes tightly. The peach blossom soul lay peacefully in their clasped hands. As the illusion gradually developed, the pink light became more intense.

(Note: The past seen through the medium of Peach Blossom Soul is not what Yan Jue saw with his own eyes →_→ After all, he can’t see anything. Because the illusion is the memory of the heroine’s past, the scene he saw is just

Another vision born from the heroine’s feelings.)

After the tragic incident on the outskirts of Lingnan, his gaze was drawn to the top of the mountain. Surrounded by a fierce cold wind, the swaying branches were almost broken. There were gravels rolling down, and through the backs of a dozen bandits, he could clearly see the cliffs standing on the edge of the mountain.

A little girl, her face was pale, her whole body was shaking violently, and her big eyes were full of tears.

Behind her was the setting sun like blood, but her stubborn strength was vaguely visible in her helpless figure.

"Don't come here... My grandpa is very powerful. If you dare to hurt me... he will make it impossible for you to live or die. "

Apart from feeling all this quietly, he couldn't make even a sound. She knew clearly that what she saw now was already in the past, and he at this moment was just a flicker of consciousness in her thoughts, but when she saw the bandit walking away with his sword drawn,

But he still had the urge to step forward to save people. This desire to protect had unknowingly penetrated deep into his subconscious.

"ah--"

With a scream, the weak figure instantly disappeared from the edge of the cliff. At that moment, her eyes were full of fear and helplessness. The kind of blood that killed innocence should not be experienced by a child.

The scene suddenly changed. After a cloud and mist passed by, the vision was covered by the black sky.

A full moon hung in the sky, and a hanging figure was reflected on the steep mountain cliff. The girl grabbed the vines with her bare hands and fell into the air. There was no point of strength under her feet, and she was already sweating profusely.

No one knows what she is thinking, even he who is in her memory cannot feel it.

A half-sized black snake emerged from the stone wall, not far from her hand, staring at her motionless with its two round yellow eyes, and spitting out a message that made a dangerous hissing sound.

"Go away..." Her voice was hoarse and weak, and tears lingered in her eyes.

However, the moment she spoke out, the black snake slowly came towards her.

She blinked twice, her vague tone full of fear, "Go away, don't come over..."

Just when the black snake opened its mouth to bite, maybe because of fear or lack of strength, or maybe because she gave up, she suddenly let go.
To be continued...