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  Mo Dashi looked at Mo Lao Liu and saw that his eagle eyes were gloomy, his sword-like eyebrows were tightly knotted, and he felt a pang in his heart. "What's wrong?" he asked.

  "Xu Er... has gone missing, book lovers still like to read:" Mo Lao Liu's voice was gloomy as he spat out these few words, and his whole person seemed to slump down all at once.

  "What!" Mo Dashi's hand pressed down on the tea table.

  Mo Lao Liu's face looked unpleasant as he said: "Tonight I went to Yan Yue Tang to visit Qiu Er, but unexpectedly there was no one inside, and Qiu Er is gone!"

  It's also a coincidence that since the day he saw Mo Xiang go crazy in Yan Yue Tang, Mo Lao Liu hasn't set foot in Yan Yue Tang again. But tonight, thinking that his second daughter Mo You is getting married tomorrow, and the person she is marrying is the rising star of the Hua family, her future life and cultivation are all settled, he felt happy at the same time, and suddenly thought of his eldest daughter Mo Xiang.

  Mo Xu was Mo You's older sister, but her talent far surpassed that of Mo You, and could even be considered the most outstanding of the Mo family in that generation.

  That year, a self-proclaimed wandering monk came to the Mo family and fell in love with Mo Xiang at first sight, even willing to become a son-in-law of the Mo family.

  The Mo family was overjoyed, knowing that this loose cultivator, who was only in his thirties, had already reached the foundation-building period. His future prospects were boundless, and what's more, he was willing to join their family through marriage. With Mo Xiu's talent, building a solid foundation would be no problem. This way, the Mo family suddenly gained two foundation-building cultivators, and in this Luoyang City, they would surely become the most powerful family.

  Under Mo Lao Liu's intervention, the gentle and elegant Mo Xiang broke off her relationship with a man who had secretly been in love with her, and became close to this loose cultivator.

  Fortunately, this loose cultivator was a foundation-building cultivator, and he was born with a rich and elegant spirit, with a handsome appearance. As they spent more time together, Mo Xiu's heart had completely fallen for him. The couple lived in harmony, their relationship deep and strong. To outsiders, it seemed like a match made in heaven, enviable to all who saw them.

  Who would have thought that what was originally thought to be a destined good match, would instead bring wolves into the house, ultimately leading to the downfall of the couple, with one going mad and the other dying, and the Mo family suffering a great blow.

  Thinking of his eldest daughter's experience, Mo Lao Liu felt a twinge of guilt in his heart and unconsciously took steps towards the Concealed Moon Hall.

  Unexpectedly, the inside of the house was empty. Mo Lao Liu, who had lost his color in shock, rushed straight to the clan leader's mansion.

  "Has that formation been broken?" Mo Dashi asked after listening to Mo Lao Liu's account.

  Mo Lao Liu shook his head and said, "The strange thing is that the formation is intact and undamaged!"

  Mo Dashi's fingers lightly tapped on the huanghuali tea table, muttering: "Xiao'er doesn't have the skill to break through the formation, and it's even more impossible for her to leave Yinyue Hall when the formation is intact..."

  "Third Brother, are you saying that someone snuck into Yuan Yue Tang and took away Chou Er?" Mo Lao Liu's face looked even more unsightly.

  "Let's go and take a look." Mo Dashan said as he stood up.

  The two foundation-building cultivators arrived at the Concealing Moon Hall in an instant.

  July is the time when trees are at their most lush, and the dark, unlit Moon Concealing Hall is hidden among them, looking cold and desolate, with a hint of mystery.

  Mo Dashi stared at Yan Yue Tang for a long time before slowly speaking: "It seems, someone really did sneak in and take away Xiong Er."

  "This, this can't be, Third Brother. The Moon Concealing Hall has been laid out with the Eight Trigrams Formation by us. Although this Eight Trigrams Formation is not extremely ingenious, it was passed down from our ancestors. Although it's called the Eight Trigrams Formation, changes were made to the ordinary Eight Trigrams Formation. If a cultivator skilled in formations were to break through and enter, that would be possible. But if someone can enter and exit freely without triggering the formation's restrictions, unless they're someone like us who knows the secrets of this formation..." Old Sixth said in a low voice.

  Mo Dashi's eyes were deep and profound, he looked at Mo Lao Liu and said: "So, this is what's even more worrying."

  "Third Brother, Xiǎo ér is now mentally unstable, how could someone take advantage of her and bring her away? What's the purpose?" asked Mò Lǎo Liù in confusion.

  Mo Dashi's face changed with an unpredictable expression: "I'm afraid it might be related to the thing that our clan lost..."

  Mo Lao Liu's face was completely drained of blood, and he trembled with fear as he asked: "Could it be that Xiao Er has brought trouble?"

  "Sixth brother, don't get confused. Maybe I'm thinking too much. Even if it's related to that thing, it can't be found on Anger's body. It's just that this matter came suddenly and without warning, making me have to make more guesses. Unfortunately, Xiao Er only mentioned leaving a wife and daughter in the mortal world, but didn't have time to mention anything else before he left." Mo Da Shan sighed.

  "Well, Third Brother, what are we going to do?" Mo Lao Liu's mouth opened and closed, his tone filled with depression.

  "Tomorrow is the day of Worry's grand wedding, we should not make any rash moves for now. Let's do this, Sixth Brother, you go find Fourteen and have him secretly investigate first, then we'll deal with Worry's marriage tomorrow." Mo Dashan said.

  Two tribes of monks get married, and the monks in the tribe are naturally present. Fortunately, Mo Fourteen is not like other brothers who have wives and children, so he won't be absent at that time and won't attract attention. He is also calm and careful, and the investigation is just the best person to choose.

  "Hmm." Old Sixth nodded.

  The two of them didn't say another word and took one last look at the quiet and soundless Yanyuedang before quickly leaving the place.

  The next day was sunny and breezy, a perfect day for a wedding.

  Mo Qingchen got up early and sat in front of a crystal mirror, letting Yunzhi dress her.

  Yun Zhi skillfully fixed Mo Qingchen's hair bun and inserted a white jade hairpin with a haitang flower pattern into it.

  "Yunzhi sister, why don't you change to that red peony hairpin instead? It matches the blue pearl flower Grandfather gave you better." Mo Qingchu said lightly.

  Today is the big wedding of my thirteenth aunt, but she's only wearing blue and white on her head, it's too plain.

  Yun Zhi nodded: "Uh... Miss is right." As he spoke, he picked out the red peony hairpin and put it on Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qingchen stood up and took the clothes handed over by Yun Zhi, but was stunned for a moment.

  This is a newly made white smoke-water skirt, with light and breathable fabric, very suitable for wearing on this hot summer day.

  Even if the cuffs and hem of the skirt are embroidered with light yellow small flower petals, wearing them on this happy day is still too plain.

  Mo Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Zhi, with Yun Zhi's cleverness, he shouldn't have made such a mistake, even when he took the clothes without moving, he didn't react.

  "Yunzhi sister, what's wrong with you today? Is there something on your mind?" Mo Qingchen asked, putting her clothes on the edge of the bed.

  Yun Chi hastily lowered her head and said softly: "No."

  Mo Qingchen's smile faded: "Yunzhi sister, you know me well. If there's anything on your mind, just say it out loud. Your behavior is making me worried."

  Mo Qingchen's words had barely fallen when Yun Zhi suddenly knelt down with a thud, his voice choked with sobs as he cried out: "Miss——"

  She had only shouted these two words when tears began pouring down her face.

  "Yunzhi sister, hurry up and get up, what's going on?" Mo Qingchen was really confused. In the past few days, because of Yun Shan's matter, wasn't Yunzhi smiling all the time? And didn't Father and Mother hear the news and become a lot more spirited?

  No, come to think of it carefully, Yunzhi has been a bit off these past two days, often spacing out by herself, and not being as efficient with her work as she used to be.

  Mo Qingchen didn't rush her, waiting until Yunzhi had cried enough before seeing her wipe away tears with her sleeve and say: "Miss, Yunzhi was impolite, she shouldn't have cried today, it's just that... someone brought me a message yesterday saying that my father accidentally fell into a ditch and is still unconscious now, his life or death uncertain..."

  Yunzhi's tears flowed out again at this point, and she couldn't say anything more.

  There is a saying that good fortune often hides in disaster, and disaster lurks within good fortune. Yun Chi's father was honest and hardworking, diligent and willing to do his best. With two daughters working for the Mo family, life in Mojiazhuang was considered relatively good.

  A few days ago, Yun Shan became a monk's concubine, and after Yun Zhi entrusted someone to pass on the message, the entire Mo Family Village was stirred up. Yun Zhi's parents suddenly became the most popular figures in the village, with one family inviting them over for dinner today and another family treating them to wine tomorrow.

  Yun Chi's parents smiled all day, every day they went to offer incense and pray for blessings, praying that their eldest daughter would soon become pregnant, if she could give birth to a grandson with spiritual roots, it would be the ancestors' blessing.

  Unexpectedly, the day before yesterday, Yunzhi's father got drunk after drinking too much at a dinner and fell into a ditch on his way home, hitting his head on a stone in the ditch. By the time he was found and taken back, he had stopped breathing.

  "It's like that, why didn't you say so earlier, Yunzhi sister?" Mo Qingchen asked after Yunzhi finished speaking.

  Yun Zhi said hesitantly: "Mo's village is far from here, it will take several days to go and come back, how can the young lady be left without someone by her side for so long?"

  Mo Qingchen sighed: "Yunzhi sister, I have hands and feet, how can't I leave without relying on others? You quickly pack your things and go back."

  "Thank you, miss." Yunzhi heard this and tears welled up in her eyes. She bowed her head and kowtowed.

  Mo Qingchen had been here for a long time, and he knew well the strict hierarchy of the aristocracy. These personal attendants could be said to have their lives and families entirely in the hands of their masters. Serving their masters well was their greatest duty. If she had heard this conversation when she first arrived at the Mo residence, she would certainly have found it unbelievable that someone would dare not ask for leave to visit a seriously injured father for fear of their master having no one to attend to them.

  "Wait a minute." Mo Qingchen said, looking at Yunzhi who was about to leave. Then he turned his palm over and there was a small blue porcelain bottle on it.

  "This is the elixir left over from Grandfather's refinement of the Hui Chun pill. Although it's useless to us cultivators, for ordinary people, it's actually a pretty good medicine for treating injuries. You take it and give it to your father to try, see if it has any effect." Mo Qingchen said.

  Ordinary alchemists have a low success rate when refining the Rejuvenation Pill, and often end up with a furnace full of useless dregs. However, sometimes even if the pill is not successfully refined, there may still be some residual dan liquid left in the furnace. This dan liquid has almost no effect on cultivators, but if it falls into the secular world, it becomes a wonderful medicine for healing injuries.

  Yunzhi held a small blue porcelain bottle and knelt down to kowtow several times before turning around and leaving.

  Mo Qingchen changed into a crimson-colored garment and walked out.

  The Mo family was waiting in the hall for the arrival of the groom's party, all dressed in new clothes and with smiles on their faces.

  Mo Qingchen and Mo Ningrou stood together with a few others, looking around in all directions, but discovered that the Fourteenth Uncle was missing.

  "Hurry up, hurry up, they're coming, they're coming." A few boys with tiger heads couldn't help but peek at the door and ran in, followed by Mo Shi'er who was responsible for spreading the news, his face full of helplessness.

  Suddenly, firecrackers crackled and popped, but Mo Danyan's elders sat still as mountains.