It was just dawn, and there were already more and more people on the streets in Wasteland Town. However, there were many more Xuanhuang Sect disciples patrolling along the street. The disciples were walking in a hurry, searching along the street with portraits, as if they were searching for someone.
A group of disciples hurried past a roadside breakfast stall, where two men, one fat and one thin, were eating breakfast and chatting.
"Have you heard that Wolf Demon appeared again last night?" said the thin man.
"I said there were a lot more people patrolling today." Fatty agreed.
"I heard that this time Wolf Demon killed Master Cen!" the thin man said in a low voice.
"Really? Even he..."
At the table in the corner behind the two of them, a man dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat was sitting there, none other than Mo Yan.
"Why did Cen Yue die?" Mo Yan heard the conversation between the two and said to himself in confusion.
"Maybe he lost too much blood." Hong Ling's voice came from his legs, and Hong Ling was sitting on his lap, chewing a bun.
At this time, several more disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect passed by. Mo Yan quickly lowered his bamboo hat and cursed those two stupid horses again in his heart. Those two horses yesterday Spirit Shadow Steed was frightened and did not obey the command at all. He actually pulled the carriage directly to the gate of Jin Yao Workshop. Fortunately, he saw that something was wrong and jumped out of the carriage in advance, otherwise he would have been arrested again.
Mo Yan saw the disciples who had just passed by pasting a few pieces of paper on the notice board across the street. Many passers-by gathered around, and the fat man and the thin man who were chatting at the table next to them also walked over.
After the disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect finished posting, he shouted to the onlookers, "These people stole five hundred thousand Spirit Stone from the Xuanhuang Sect last night!"
The people screamed in surprise, and the Xuanhuang Sect disciple said again, "Now there is a huge reward. Anyone who sees them should report it immediately!"
"How unreasonable! They actually call us thieves!" Mo Yan cursed through gritted teeth.
"My dear friend, calm down." Hong Ling said to him.
The fat man and the thin man returned to their seats, and the thin man said, "Aren't these the people who were at the inn that day?"
When Mo Yan lowered his bamboo hat and was about to get up and leave, the fat man just turned around and caught Mo Yan's eyes. The fat man was startled and pointed at Mo Yan, just as he was about to call out, Mo Yan knocked him unconscious with a knife, and he lay on the table. Before the thin man could turn around when he heard the noise, he was knocked unconscious again, which shocked Hong Ling.
At this time, the surroundings were noisy. Everyone was focused on the wanted poster opposite and did not notice the movement here. Mo Yan picked up Hong Ling and left quickly.
Mo Yan walked quickly along the street with Hong Ling, passing through the crowd and avoiding a team of searches along the way. Hong Ling lay on his shoulder and muttered along the way.
"This city seems to be full of disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect?"
"Elder Lin and Qi Mo, they don't know what happened to them, they fell from such a height."
"Where are we going, benefactor?"
Mo Yan didn't answer, but frowned. Lin Qingyang didn't know what to do now, and there were all Xuanhuang Sect's disciples in this city. It would be difficult to get out of the city, and even if he hid, he wouldn't be able to hide for long.
Mo Yan turned left and right, and finally stopped in a remote alley. Then he grabbed Hong Ling from his shoulder and placed it on the stone steps next to him. Hong Ling looked at him with a puzzled face.
"Go away and find a place to hide yourself!" Mo Yan said.
Hong Ling was stunned for a moment, then he hugged Mo Yan's calf and whispered, "My dear friend, I won't leave..."
Mo Yan frowned and said, "Don't call me that! I saved you before, but now Xuanhuang Sect you also helped us. We are even, so you don't need to repay any favor."
Mo Yan's tone was a bit harsh. Hong Ling was too scared to speak anymore and just looked at him pitifully.
"You don't need to put on this expression, you just want to find yourself a master, but I am not Lin Qingyang, I can't accept you! You should give up this idea as soon as possible!" Mo Yan said.
Hong Ling blinked his eyes, looking like he was about to cry.
Mo Yan paused, then said in a calmer tone, "I can't protect myself now, let alone take care of you! You may die faster if you follow me. Find a place to hide yourself first, and find a way to get out of the city!"
After Mo Yan said that, seeing that Hong Ling was still holding his legs, he had no choice but to grab the back of his neck, pull him off his legs, and put him back on the stone steps. He turned around and started to leave. After taking two steps, he stopped, pulled off the money bag from his waist, and turned around and threw it to Hong Ling.
"Be careful yourself!" Mo Yan said impatiently, then turned and left.
Hong Ling looked at him, and jumped down desperately to follow, but Mo Yan turned around and glared in warning. The red-furred fox stopped in place, looking at him eagerly, not daring to step forward again, and watched Mo Yan leave with a worried look on his face.
Mo Yan returned to the main street where they came from, passed through the bustling crowd, and saw seven or eight disciples of the Xuanhuang Sect guarding Ten-Thousand-Li Tianyan Array's teleportation point, comparing the portraits of those who were leaving one by one.
Nowadays, the town is full of patrolling disciples, coupled with rumors of a series of deaths, causing tourists who originally came to play to leave early, and there is a long queue at the teleportation point.
Mo Yan frowned and looked at it, but then he was hit by someone from behind. He only heard a man behind him say, "Don't block the way if you don't want to leave!"
Mo Yan turned around and saw a man wearing a red hat and holding a flag. He was the same tourist group they came from.
Mo Yan thought about it for a while, then he bought a fancy hat from the stall next to him to replace his bamboo hat, then he grabbed something casually, mixed in with the tour group, and came to Teleportation Array together.
The disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect took one look at the number of them and asked them to wait aside and go check on the others first. Seeing this, the leading male tour guide hurried forward and very politely offered some benefits to the checking disciple. The disciple did not check anymore and asked a few words before letting him go.
The tour guide urged everyone to enter Teleportation Array. Mo Yan mixed in with the crowd and followed forward. Unexpectedly, when he passed by the investigating disciples, he was stopped.
"Wait a minute." The disciple looked at Mo Yan, who had his head lowered in front of him, with a somewhat doubtful expression.
"Are you with them too?" the disciple asked.
"Yes." Mo Yan responded with his head lowered.
"Didn't you say sixteen people?" the disciple asked doubtfully, and then looked at Mo Yan, "Raise your head."
Mo Yan clenched the things in his hands and did not raise his head for a long time. The disciple became suspicious and was about to step forward when he heard a shout from beside him.
"Catch him!" a disciple shouted.
Everyone looked around and saw a man in white running out of the alley in a hurry, glanced in Teleportation Array's direction, and then ran in the other direction, with a group of disciples chasing him behind him.
Mo Yan was shocked, because that man was clearly Lin Qingyang!
The disciple in charge of the investigation obviously recognized it and swarmed after Lin Qingyang.
Mo Yan looked at the people leaving, but his brows furrowed deeply, because he could see that the one just now was not Lin Qingyang at all, his expression and demeanor were completely different, it was Hong Ling! This stupid fox still didn't leave!
At this time, the male tour guide urged everyone to leave quickly. Mo Yan gritted his teeth and decided to go back first to fetch reinforcements. He followed the team and boarded Teleportation Array, the last one in the team. Then, while the teleported map was on, he changed the destination without anyone paying attention. Teleportation Array began to light up.
Mo Yan stood in the crowd, looking worriedly at the direction where Hong Ling disappeared just now, and the white light in Teleportation Array behind him lit up.