Four hours had passed since the two Shing Wong's departure.
It was already late at night.
However, Little Ning County, which had been quiet for a few days, became even more lively.
Of course, it was because of Zhuang Mochen.
After all, he was a fourth-rank official of the imperial court and a native of his hometown. Even if he resigned, his reputation in Ning County was very high. The county magistrate and county deputy did not dare to ignore his influence.
When they heard that Zhuang Mochen was in danger, the county government immediately moved out.
Although it was dangerous to go out, it was equally dangerous to be in the officialdom. A mere county magistrate naturally did not dare to disregard Zhuang Mochen's life and death.
Of course, even though the county government had moved out, they were still cautious. They did not go deep into the fog and only wandered around the periphery.
In this way, he could be considered to have done his best.
Even if Zhuang Mochen really died, they couldn't be considered to have left him in the lurch.
However, as they waited, everyone in the county government realized that this strange gray fog seemed to have become much thinner.
At first, he thought it was just an illusion.
However, after a while, they could already vaguely see the scene in front of them, which confirmed their suspicions.
The gray fog really dissipated.
This change made them dumbfounded. Could it be that Lord Shing Wong had returned and dealt with that ghost?
The fog dispersed faster and faster, and the road ahead was bright. The county government officials became bolder. The government runners were in front, and the old masters were behind. They slowly entered.
Then, he discovered Zhuang Mochen, who had lost his way outside.
The county magistrate's eyes lit up. He quickly walked to the front and said with concern.
"Lord Zhuang, are you alright? After this lowly official received the news, he hurried over, but he was still late. I hope you can forgive me.”
Zhuang Mochen had been lost for a long time. He did not look well and his eyes were a little tired. He looked down at Zhuang Yan, who was also tired, and shook his head.
"I'm fine, but my son is still young. After running all the way here and there, he's exhausted. I'm afraid he can't hold on any longer.”
He pushed Zhuang Yan out, and the county magistrate subconsciously caught him.
"Lord Zhuang, where are you going?"
Zhuang Mochen looked into the depths of the fog. Although he was tired, he was still determined.
"My friend is still in the old mansion. How can I abandon him?”
The county magistrate was stunned.
He hurriedly advised.
"Why does Lord Zhuang still want to go in? It's been so long. I'm afraid that your friend is doomed…"
He was a little anxious. Saving Zhuang Mochen could be considered a meritorious deed, but this person actually wanted to go in deeper. Wasn't this like an old man hanging himself and courting death?
"Milord, you might not know this, but the reason my friend is in this situation is all because of my unintentional mistake…If he dies because of this, how can I feel at ease?”
Zhuang Mochen sighed and walked forward.
"Lord Zhuang, please reconsider…The fog is showing signs of dissipating. It's best not to act rashly and wait and see.”
"Haha…the fog is showing signs of dissipating, so I should take advantage of the situation to enter. Otherwise, if it returns to its previous appearance, it will be very difficult for me to find the right path.”
The county magistrate was anxious. How could there be such a stubborn person?
No matter how much he tried to persuade her, she just insisted on being reasonable. What could he do?
However, just as he was about to say something, Zhuang Mochen turned around and smiled.
"I know what Milord is worried about, but Milord is worrying too much. I have already resigned from my post and am now just a commoner. If anything happens to me, no one will blame Milord…As for the reaction of the citizens of Xiao Ning County, I believe it will not be too great. Milord has already tried his best, but I insisted on doing things my own way, so Milord need not worry too much. The Sage once said that a gentleman has to do something and not do anything. I believe that watching a friend in danger and not caring about it is something that goes against the Sage's teachings, right? As scholars, we should be more persistent.”
The county magistrate stopped in his tracks and fell into deep thought with the county magistrate beside him.
"I've long heard that Lord Zhuang has the strength of character, is upright, and has the demeanor of an ancient gentleman. Now that I've seen him, he's indeed extraordinary. In comparison, we're too materialistic.”
The county magistrate sighed, his eyes filled with admiration.
Resigning and returning to his hometown…It sounded simple, but it was actually very difficult for an official in his prime to make such a decision.
However, if it was Zhuang Mochen, it would not be so difficult to understand.
This was a ruthless person who would risk his life for a friend he had met halfway.
Perhaps it was because he was infected and touched the remaining trace of scholarly spirit in his youth, the county magistrate did not give the order to retreat. Instead, he said in a deep voice.
"There's no need for us to retreat yet. I can see that the fog is dissipating faster and faster. Perhaps there's really a change. Why don't we follow Eldest Zhuang from afar…Mr. Zhuang, if there's danger, we'll save them if we can.”
Thus, Zhuang Mochen was in front, but a group of people were behind him.
Their speed was not fast. It could even be said that they were walking and stopping.
Although the speed at which the fog dissipated was not slow, there was too much of it, so it still needed some time.
Although Zhuang Mochen wanted to force his way through the ghost fog, after a few attempts, he helplessly realized that even though the ghost fog was much thinner, it was not something that an ordinary person like him could easily deal with. He would still get lost when he needed to.
Helpless, he could only wait for the ghost fog to dissipate with everyone.
As Gui Wu took a step back, they took a step forward.
Such a strange scene attracted many bold commoners. Many people came out of their homes and followed them.
Perhaps it was because there were more people, the more people gathered, the more confident everyone was.
It lasted until dawn, when the ghost fog finally dispersed.
When it was daytime, everyone felt more confident. In addition, nothing dangerous had happened along the way, so they gathered outside the Zhuang family's old residence and looked at Zhuang Mochen.
They all knew that this person was here to save people.
After just one night, would that friend still be able to survive?
The sun shone down, but Zhuang Mochen's heart did not feel warm at all. Looking at the tightly shut courtyard door in front of him, his eyes seemed a little heavy.
Obviously, he had prepared for the worst.
"Mr. Zhuang, you don't have to be too sad. You've already done your best. Even if your friend really died, I'm sure he won't blame you for your hard work in the afterlife.”
The county magistrate comforted him.
No one thought that Ye Yuan could still be alive.
Although they did not know why the fog suddenly dispersed, Ye Yuan was in the origin of the ghost fog.
Lord Shing Wong had personally told everyone in their dreams that the Zhuang family's old mansion had become an absolute forbidden area. Those who trespassed would only die.
Zhuang Mochen did not respond. After mentally preparing himself, he stepped forward and pushed open the door.
Creak!
The old courtyard door let out a sound of being overwhelmed. When it slowly opened, it revealed the scene in the courtyard to everyone.
At a glance, there was no one in the courtyard.
He was the legendary vicious ghost, and he couldn't even mention it?
"Eh, where is he?"
Many people revealed looks of disbelief. This was different from what Lord Shing Wong had said.
At this moment, a slightly lazy voice suddenly sounded.
"Mr. Zhuang, you're finally back? Why was it so late? I'm already awake…Eh? Why did you bring so many people?"
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the old locust tree that the Shing Wong had mentioned was inhabited by a vicious ghost.
On the branch of the locust tree, a young and handsome man was standing up. He opened his arms and stretched lazily. It was obvious that he had just woken up from a dream.
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