It was mid-July, morning and evening were fine, but at noon the sun was scorching, and the weather was very hot.

It was Weishi at this time, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky, making people glisten all over. Compared with this hot weather, the storytelling room on the second floor of Fumantang was not much different, and there was a lot of shouting and cursing in full swing——

"What the hell? I want to hear new stories! Don't fool me with these clichés!"

"That's right! Let's listen to the follow-up story, don't keep talking about the jokes we heard badly before!"

"Old guy, can you still tell a story? If you don't, get out early, don't test our patience here!"

"It's okay if you don't know how to tell a new story, but if you tell me about Wu Niang fighting a tiger, you can't even tell it well!"

"Isn't there a rumor in this town that Mo Daxi was an evildoer and was burned to death on the spot? I heard that you witnessed it with your own eyes, so let's talk about it. It's novel, and I will reward you!"

"What kind of evildoer is not evildoer? If evildoer can tell a good story, the old lady is willing to listen to it!"

"I heard that Mo Daxi was really burnt to death, and the storekeeper also witnessed it with his own eyes. Alas, I don't see any good books after this. Let's go to Huamanlou to listen to the music. I heard that the storekeeper Li recently We have brought in a few more beautiful sons and some handsome girls, let's go, let's go to Huamanlou!"

"Oh, I'm so disappointed! Not only can't I read the book, but I can't even buy the Lucky Star Rabbit. It's boring!"

"Lucky touch can still be used for fun, but it's nothing new. You can't get that night pearl!"

"Ah, instead of being drowsy here, it's better to go back and sleep!"

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While talking, people had already left their seats and went downstairs. Not long after, there were only three or five people left in the venue, and the reason why these three or five people didn't leave was because they were small households. The fee is all out, if you leave without listening to it, wouldn't it be a big loss!

Shang Yihong, who was standing behind the storytelling desk, was so angry that she almost fainted, it was too much, she obviously followed the previous statement, how could they despise her so much?

She saw all the process of Mo Daxi being tied up, injured and burned that day. Even though Mo Daxi's wounds could heal very quickly, it is a bit shocking, but it is really amazing to think that he was burned to death like this. I'm afraid, those people in Mo's Village are really fierce and ruthless!

Once Mo Daxi died, no one wrote the script anymore. It seems that she will have to move in the future, but there is always a kind of unwillingness and guilt in her heart, but thinking about the scene at that time, the head of the family was there , which round will she get an old woman to speak, and besides, even if she stepped forward to persuade, she will definitely not be able to persuade the villagers who have been blinded by Bai Qiaoling's words. If she speaks twice for Mo Daxi She was beaten up by those people for saying a few words, how could her old bones bear it!

But because she didn't make a sound, for more than ten days, her heart was in a state of ups and downs, and she was very unstable.

Seeing Shang Yihong standing behind the storytelling table in a daze, the three or five people sitting in the arena began to knock on the table impatiently, knocking on the tea cups, and shouted in displeasure: "Old man, hurry up, sister! I came here because I heard that Fu Mantang's book is wonderful and interesting, don't lose money to my sister!"

Shang Yihong had no choice but to continue talking about the book. There is still one scene left, so please resign after finishing speaking. It has been like this for five or six days in a row, and I really can't stay here anymore!

As soon as the book was finished, when the new mistress came forward with a copper bowl to ask for a reward, the three or five people didn't even look at it, just patted their buttocks and went downstairs. It's nothing more than that, there's nothing new about it, and I'll talk to shopkeeper Li later, she will definitely be in a good mood, and then maybe I can pay them more wages.

As for the Lucky Touch event watched by Wu Lian, the business is also bleak right now. Except for a few lucky regular customers who have nothing to do to touch a few hands, the others have lost interest in this touch event. Ling set the participation award to four eggs, that is to say, it only costs two cents to touch it once, and not many people are willing to touch it, because I don't know who spread the rumor that this lucky touch is also that monster Mo Daxi The idea they came up with, the reason why they couldn't get the prize again and again was because Mo Daxi himself didn't intend for them to win the prize, those attractive prizes were just set up to confuse them.

When Wu Lian came back to explain the situation to the accounting room for the third time, Fang Ling, who was lying on the recliner and squinted his eyes, was no longer shocked. She suddenly felt that while Mo Daxi brought her wealth, he was also destroying her. It's just that she really didn't say a word for Mo Daxi that day, and she thought for a moment that if Mo Daxi was gone, then she wouldn't have to pay her 10% profit, did she really suffer retribution? But that's a matter of the Mo family village, and the heads of the family are all there, can she manage it? It might be useful if Shi Xiyan could say a few words. Furthermore, Shi Lan and Mo Daxi are still sworn sisters, and Shi Xiyan can be regarded as Mo Daxi's adoptive mother after all, but as a result, her adoptive mother doesn't even fart, even if she becomes the shopkeeper of Fumantang, it's just for The historian is just trying his best, is she a bird in her early years?

"Shopkeeper, look at this..." Wu Lian was afraid of Fang Ling when she saw Fang Ling frowning and looking gloomy.

"Go back and keep watching, touch one and count, you won't lose money!" Fang Ling waved away Wu Lian, and at this time Shang Yihong knocked on the door and came in.

As soon as Fang Ling saw Shang Yihong, she immediately understood what she was going to say, and she sighed: "Mr. Let’s go back to the original, what do you think?”

Shang Yihong also sighed: "Shopkeeper, once some things start, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go back to the beginning. After all, it was Mo Daxi who looked at me pitifully at the beginning and asked me to stay and talk about her words. If she said it herself , it must be a full house, and it lasts for a long time. That child can change from person to time and occasion, and has a talent for storytelling! Shopkeeper, you are a businessman, and you can understand the truth better. You'd better invite Gao Ming, otherwise I think it's such a blessed business... Sigh!"

Shang Yihong's frankness made Fang Ling fall into deep thought, and she got up after a long time and said, "Since the old man insists on leaving, it is not convenient for Fang to stay, so Fang will settle the wages with you! "

After Shang Yihong left, Fang Ling slammed the book case hard, and then quickly raised her hand to rub it. Dad, it hurts... But at this moment, she remembered the day when Mo Daxi was slashed on the cheek by Bai Qiaoling, The wound can heal quickly, but it is also extremely painful. She saw that every time Mo Daxi was cut, his body would twitch and convulse for a while... Fang Ling suddenly raised his hand to cover his face. She is so shameless and ridiculous that she is so self-proclaimed by an expert, just watching with cold eyes, hehehe...

In the backyard garden of the Shijia, Shi Xiyan was lying on a deck chair in the gazebo with her eyes closed and rested, with an open book on her body, and a servant fan fanned her with a silk fan beside her. Several plates of delicate snacks, under the stone table there is a wooden bucket with ice cubes, in which the chef's fresh red bayberry juice is iced.

Grand Minister Ruan Gan was sitting on the bench at her feet, reviewing the account books, and talking to Shi Xiyan at the same time. The second minister, Ruan Zhong, and the third minister, Ruan Kun, were not at home at this time, and went to their shops in several surrounding towns to check on the business.

"Ma'am, Lan'er has been away for more than half a month. It's time to arrive at Jishan City. I asked her to write a letter every time she arrives at a station. I should be able to receive her letter in the next few days. "

"Well, it's a good thing she left early. If..." Shi Xiyan thought of the day when Mo Daxi was burned, according to Shi Lan's liking for Mo Daxi, she would definitely go to save Mo Daxi. If Mo Daxi's recovery was known by interested people, their historians could not get away with it, and the rumors would definitely spread, making the family restless.

"I heard that Fumantang's business has plummeted recently. My cousin tried her best to restore it, but with little success. Presumably it was because the rumor that Mo Daxi was a monster was spread."

"It's okay, after a while, after the wind has passed, the business will naturally improve!" Shi Xiyan didn't care much.

At this time, Ruan Zhong and Ruan Kun walked over, and said with joy on their faces: "Madam, brother, Lan'er has sent a letter!"

"Really? Hurry up and call Wenxuan and Wenang, and say that Lan'er has come to write a letter!" Shi Xiyan stopped closing her eyes and sat up from the reclining chair immediately, and the servant poured a cup of iced bayberry for her Juice, she picked it up and took a sip, it was sweet and sour and ice cold, it was very refreshing to drink, so she took a few more sips.

When Shi Wenxuan and Shi Wenang heard that their sister had sent a letter, they immediately walked towards the gazebo.

After the whole family sat down at the table, Shi Xiyan opened the letter to read it. Unexpectedly, at the first glance, Shi Xiyan's face became elongated, and she slapped the letter on the stone table angrily, and then Lie down on the recliner and continue to close your eyes and meditate.

Ruan Gan, Ruan Zhong, Ruan Kun and Shi Wenxuan and Shi Wenang were all a little surprised. Ruan Gan took the letter and looked at it, and his face immediately changed, and Ruan Zhong and Ruan Kun did the same. Shi Wenxuan felt puzzled, so he also took the letter to read, but saw that the title page of the letter read: This is a private letter I wrote to sister Mo Daxi of Jinlan, and Wang Niang forwarded it on her behalf.

Shi Wenxuan's hands trembled, and Shi Wenang couldn't help being a little dumbfounded when he saw that line of writing. The family letter that the family had been looking forward to for a long time was actually written to an outsider, and that outsider had already been burned to death.

The well-educated family didn't read the contents of the letter, but stuffed the letter back into the envelope and put it on the stone table, making it a forbidden object that no one wanted to touch.

Shi Wenxuan said: "Mother, if sister knows that Mo Daxi is gone, she will go crazy!"

Shi Wenang continued: "My sister has been obsessed with the things she likes since she was a child. If she knows that we are just watching with cold eyes..."

"Bastard!" Shi Xiyan suddenly picked up the book and threw it at Shi Wenang, "She is a monster, we are humans, and monsters are not compatible. We have treated her kindly by not adding a handful of firewood. No one is allowed to do it again. Mention this matter! Hmph!" After speaking, he walked out of the gazebo with his sleeves swayed.

Shi Wenang touched his smashed nose, and looked at his father Ruan Kun with some grievances, Ruan Kun sighed helplessly: "Wen Ang, never mention this matter again in the future to annoy your mother!"

"My son knows." Shi Wenang replied sullenly.

Shi Wenxuan stared blankly at the letter on the stone table. After all, the paper could not contain the fire. Sooner or later, my sister would know, and then... Forget it, this is not something that a man like him can ask.

At the same time, in the hall of the Bai family, Bai Qiaoling's old mother, Bai Fengzhi, was lying on the bamboo mat on the floor of the hall, and beside her was her second husband, who was fanning her with a plantain fan. Not long after Bai Fengzhi had had his full lunch, he burped from time to time, exhaling an unpleasant smell of wine mixed with vegetables.

Her second husband couldn't bear it, so he looked away slightly, and the action of fanning paused because of this. After such a short time, Bai Fengzhi opened a pair of bull's eyes, sat up and "slapped" her second husband and two Slap, her hand was so strong that she slapped her second husband dizzy for a while, but even so, he didn't dare to touch the burning and painful face, and quickly continued to wave the plantain fan to fan Bai Fengzhi.

Bai Qiaoling happened to come back to pick up the goods, just in time to see this scene, the man who was beaten was her own father, but she didn't seem to have seen it, walked back to the house as if nothing had happened, and called: "Mother." , but her father hurriedly got up to help her pour herbal tea.

Even though Bai Fengzhi was cruel and ruthless to his father-in-law and his sons, he was sincerely kind to Bai Qiaoling, his daughter. When he saw Bai Qiaoling coming in, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Qiaoling, come back to pick up the goods. Is the business in the shop good? It's hot. Come on, I asked your third father to freeze watermelon for you, do you want to eat it now?"

"There's watermelon, yes, I'll take it back to the shop to eat!" Bai Qiaoling felt a little thirsty when she heard that there was watermelon, she took half a bowl of herbal tea brought by her father and put it on the table, then went to Shouted from the room on the west side, "Mo Hao Mo Han Mo Ran, come out and help me move the goods, you've been hiding in the house all day and getting moldy, hurry up!"

The three brothers Mo Hao, Mo Han, and Mo Ran, who were sewing and doing some hand-knitting work in the west side room, hurriedly put down their work and ran out, fearing that they would be punched and kicked by Bai Qiaoling if they were too slow.

Bai Fengzhi looked at the three brothers who were busy moving things to the front shop, curled his mouth, and said to Bai Qiaoling: "Qiaoling, this man has to teach him a lesson from time to time, otherwise they won't be obedient. You three husbands are all a bit cautious, you are cute on the surface, but you are not convinced in your heart, you have to teach them a lesson in the future, so as not to make them angry at you!"

"Huh! Mom, don't worry, they don't dare to be dissatisfied. If they dare to be dissatisfied, I will divorce them. They are afraid of being divorced and going home, so they dare not think carefully!" Bai Qiaoling said contemptuously. It's all useless trash, if the three brothers Mo Wuyun...

When Bai Qiaoling thought of Mo Wuyun's handsome face and indifferent temperament, her heart was itchy unbearably like a cat scratching. Mo Daxi has been burned to death for more than ten days, but she still can't get close to Mo Wuyun. It's all because Xiao Xiao and Xiao Sheng's brother and sister moved to Mo Daxi's house, which spoiled her good deed. Humph , it seems that she has to think of another way!

At this time, Bai Qiaoling's third father came over with a half-sized watermelon and handed it to Bai Qiaoling. Bai Qiaoling was thinking about something. Although she caught the watermelon with her hand, she didn't use much force. Then he said: "Third father, how old are you, you are still rough in how to do things!"

And this room Bai Fengzhi suddenly jumped up, grabbed her Sanxianggong's hair and hit the wall, hitting him more than ten times before letting go, and her Sanxianggong had already passed out with his head bleeding , her second husband was so frightened that he shrank to the side and trembled all over, he didn't dare to look at it or go forward to fight.

Bai Qiaoling glanced contemptuously at the third father who had passed out on the ground, picked up the broken watermelon, held it in her hands and went out the door. In her eyes, all the men in the world are the same lowly and incompetent trash, only her Wuyun is the incarnation of a handsome fairy. If she wants to get him, she must definitely get him!

When they came to the grocery store, the three brothers Mo Hao, Mo Han, and Mo Ran were putting the goods in order. Bai Qiaoling sat in front of the counter and split open the cracked watermelon in two, and took out a wooden spoon from the porcelain bowl containing sucrose, and happily scooped up the cool red watermelon with the spoon. The cool and sweet scent of watermelon wafted into the nostrils of the three Mo Hao brothers, making them swallow uncontrollably, but they didn't dare to ask Bai Qiaoling to eat, so they could only arrange the things quickly, and then left in a hurry.

Bai Qiaoling was eating watermelon when she suddenly saw a guest coming to her door. The person who came was an elegant man wearing a bamboo hat and black gauze and a moon white gown. Bai Qiaoling estimated the man's clothes in an instant. From a small rich family.

"Master, what do you want to buy?" Bai Qiaoling smiled enthusiastically.

The man glanced around the counter, and finally said, "Can I go to the shelves in the back and see what's there?"

Hearing this, Bai Qiaoling was a little displeased, it's really rare for customers who don't know what they want to buy, but maybe he just doesn't know the name of that thing. Thinking of this, Bai Qiaoling agreed again and again, and personally led the man into the inner room.

There is a screen between the inner room and the counter, and the shelves in the inner room cannot be seen from the outside.

Not long after the man went in, he came out with a cloth bag on his back, and shouted loudly: "Thank you boss for the discount, I will come to your grocery store next time, goodbye!"

Suiyun, who was in the Dim Sum shop on the right in front of the Baijia grocery store, saw the man walking away with a big bag of things on his back, and couldn't help curling his lips. Bai Qiaoling was lucky today, and she sold so many things at once. !

Mojia Village.

The patriarch Mo Jinhua is weaving wicker baskets under the persimmon tree in his yard. A granddaughter and two grandsons gather around and pick up the wicker he cuts off to play with. Grand Minister Tian Jinzheng is carrying a basin of water to the kennel and putting it down. Tian Yuan, the second minister, was doing needlework under the tree, and Tian Bao, the third minister, was sweeping the ground at the entrance of the courtyard with a broom.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside, and after a while Tian Bao ran back to the yard with a broom and stammered at his wife, Mo Jinhua: "Wife, wife, no, it's not good Mo, Mo Daxi, come back, come back!"

The knife that Mo Jinhua was peeling willow twigs suddenly cut the index finger of her left hand, and blood flowed out immediately. When Tian Jin saw it, he immediately took out a veil from his sleeve and wrapped it around her, the veil was immediately soaked with blood.

"Hurry up and cover it with all your strength, alas, why were you so careless!" Tian Jin felt his heart ache, remembering that plant ash could stop the bleeding, so he hurriedly grabbed some plant ash from the stove and applied it on her fingers.

At this moment, Mo Jinhua let Tian Jin bandage her fingers, and all her attention was focused on what Tian Bao said: "Tian Bao, what did you just say, say it again!"

Tian Bao was originally frightened and ran in, but now seeing his wife's fingers bleeding, and seeing his wife's pale and bloodless face, he was frightened by his wife, and instead forgot what he wanted to say, and just At this time, a group of people gathered outside the door, and the two who walked in first, one of them was Mo Daxi who was burned to death more than ten days ago.

Seeing Mo Daxi, who was already dead, standing in front of her alive again, Mo Jinhua's heart was pounding, and her words trembled a little: "You are... Mo Daxi?"

It was Mo Dai and Mu Qianche who came. At this time, both of them were wearing moon white gowns, Mu Qianche was still wearing his black gauze hat, and Mo Dai's long hair was only painted in lavender at the end. tied with a hair tie.

Everyone in the village could recognize Mo Dai's face, but not Mu Qianche. Even though the black veil in the bamboo hat was a little familiar, but because the color of the clothes had changed, so had his demeanor, and no one recognized him as the village leader. The widow Mu at the head.

Hearing Mo Jinhua's question, Mo Dai turned to Mu Qianche and asked, "Master, is it Mo Jinhua, the patriarch of Mojia Village who is talking to me?"

Although it was agreed beforehand, Mo Dai's words of "Master" still made Mu Qianche's body stiff for an instant, but he immediately said indifferently: "Yes, wife master, this person is the one from Mojia Village. Patriarch Mo Jinhua."

Mo Dai's face immediately became a little sad, and she smiled wryly: "Master, they call me Mo Daxi, so it can be seen that my sister looks exactly like me, but I'm not my sister, sir, tell them who I am."

Mu Qianche helped Mo Dai to walk in front of Mo Jinhua. Mo Jinhua subconsciously took a step back. The dogs in the yard were usually fierce, but at this time they were lying motionless in the kennel.

"Patriarch Mo, my wife's name is Mo Dai, and she is Mo Daxi's twin sister, not Mo Daxi." Mu Qianche explained lightly, "Patriarch Mo has also found out, my wife's eyes are invisible. Mother Mo Xuyou and Mo Daxi's mother Mo Ahua picked up a pair of baby girls at the same time. Mo Ahua wanted Mo Daxi, and my mother wanted a wife. My mother didn't find out when the wife was one year old. I had a problem with my eyes, and after that I went to many famous doctors, all to no avail. My wife and I got married when I was sixteen years old, and when my wife was eighteen, that is, not long ago, she heard about it from my mother. She remembered that she had a twin sister, so she asked me to accompany her to find Mojia Village."

Mo Jinhua's family was stunned by Mu Qianche's false statements, and the villagers who followed behind were also a little confused. They knew that Mo Daxi was Mo Ahua's adopted daughter. Mo Ahua never told anyone where she picked up Mo Daxi, so they didn't know. There is also that woman named Mo Xuyou, there should be no such person in Mojia Village!

As if seeing through the thoughts of those people, Mu Qianche went on to say: "My mother is not from the Mo family village. My mother was originally a wandering entertainer. She passed by Yunmu Mountain and saw the beautiful scenery, so she went in for an adventure. I didn't want to get lost, so I happened to meet Mo Ahua, and the two walked together, so I found a pair of baby girls by a certain stream in the mountains. The reason why I identified my wife as Mo Daxi's younger sister was because my mother said that Mo Daxi She cried very loudly, she looked like an older sister, but the wife was weak when she cried, so she was a younger sister. Originally, my mother also wanted Mo Daxi, but she was picked up by Mo Ahua first, so my mother adopted her. Wife master."

Listening to Mu Qianche making up lies without blushing and heartbeat, and speaking fluently, as if it was true, Mo Dai felt a little emotional in her heart. Although he usually doesn't like to talk, that doesn't mean he won't Speaking, once speaking, methodical, the deep and honest voice and soothing rhythm alone are convincing.

Mo Jinhua suddenly felt a buzzing in her head, Mo Dai is Mo Daxi's younger sister, Mo Daxi was burned to death, but Mo Dai found her, so she came to Mojia Village this time to take revenge? No, no, Mo Daxi is an evildoer, her sister might be an evildoer too! At this time, Mo Jinhua had completely forgotten that the reason why they burned Mo Daxi to death at that time was because they believed that the man was not Mo Daxi but a monster possessed by ghosts.

Mo Jinhua straightened her back, and directly stretched out her hands to protect her three husbands behind her: "Miss Mo Dai, do you know that your sister Mo Daxi is a monster? And you are Mo Daxi's younger sister, then you..."

"Patriarch Mo wants to say that I'm also a monster? Hehehe, what a bunch of fools, sir, tell me for me!" Mo Dai leaned her head on Mu Qianche's shoulder as if she was tired.

Mu Qianche's body froze again. Wasn't she supposed to say this speech herself?

Although he was a little puzzled, Mu Qianche still said: "Is it a monster? Today, my wife will give an explanation to the people of Mojia Village. After a while, please ask Patriarch Mo to call everyone in Mojia Village to the door of Mo Daxi's house. Oh, that's it!" The place where you burned Mo Daxi to death!" I don't know whether it was intentional or not, when Mu Qianche said the last sentence, he deliberately slowed down his speech, and swept across Mo Jinhua's family and the people behind him through the black veil Villagers who kept a distance of ten feet from them.

After finishing speaking, Mu Qianche helped Mo Dai out of the courtyard of Mo Jinhua's house. As soon as they left, the dog in the kennel suddenly barked violently.

Seeing people leave, Tian Jin looked at Mo Jinhua, who was also pale, with a pale face: "My wife, look at this..."

Mo Jinhua gritted her teeth and clenched her fist, the blood that had stopped flowing out now, Tian Jin saw it and hurriedly bandaged her again.

Xu Shaolin, Mo Wuyun, Mo Wufeng, Mo Wuqing, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Sheng, Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi, they never expected to see the returning Mo Daxi again so soon, no, it was Mo Dai.

In just over ten days, she lost a lot of weight, and she lost her eyesight, and she still called the man who didn't know who he was "Xianggong". Was that man she had recently married? Even though they knew that the three brothers Mo Wuyun and Xiao Sheng shouldn't have such thoughts right now, they still felt uncomfortable.

Xu Shaolin felt sore because Mo Dai called him "Uncle Xu", obviously she was his daughter, but now he can only call him "Uncle", why not make people feel uncomfortable?

Xiao Xiao didn't care, as far as she was concerned, as long as Mo Dai was alive and well, she would be full of joy, no matter how many husbands she married!

Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi kept staring at Mo Dai with wide eyes. They recognized her as their mother, but she said she was their aunt. What's going on?

Sure enough, Mo Jinhua called the whole village to the door of Mo Daxi's house, but when Mo Dai couldn't see, Mu Qianche whispered in her ear.

When Mo Achun and Mo Alan saw Mo Dai, their faces were full of horror, and they immediately took the lead in shouting: "The evildoer is back, the evildoer is back again, everyone, beat her to death with a dick!..." Many people agreed with the two Shouting, the scene was chaotic for a while.

When Mo Guihua's family saw Mo Daxi reappearing, they didn't have any fear on their faces this time. Instead, they felt relieved. Standing next to Xu Shaolin, they were trembling with excitement. Mo Sudie also came this time, and she was also very happy to see Mo Daxi, although she was puzzled about how Mo Daxi escaped from the raging fire.

Mo Jinhua frowned and raised her hand to signal the villagers not to make noise, and then simply told the villagers what Mu Qianche had said to her before.

After hearing Mo Jinhua's words, Mo Guihua's family was a little disappointed, but Mo Sudie cleared up their doubts. It turned out that it was not Mo Daxi, but her sister Mo Dai. Thinking about it, she clearly saw Mo Daxi die in the fire. Hit, absolutely impossible to escape.

When Mo Xinglin saw Mo Dai again, she couldn't describe her fear anymore, she suddenly rolled her eyes and passed out.

Mo Alan walked up to Mo Jinhua and whispered something to her, Mo Jinhua frowned even deeper: "Ms. Mo Dai, are you the same evil as Mo Daxi? You haven't made it clear yet?"

Mo Dai followed the voice and turned to Mo Jinhua, and said with a sneer: "Patriarch Mo, what basis do you have to say that my sister Mo Daxi is a monster?"

Mo Jinhua immediately said: "Her wounds can heal very quickly, ordinary people can't heal so fast, just look at my hands!" Mo Jinhua raised the index finger of her left hand, although it was covered with plant ash, there was still blood on it ooze. So many villagers started clamoring that the evildoer is back, and they are going to kill the evildoer or something.

Mo Alan suddenly said loudly: "Since you said you are Mo Daxi's younger sister and Mo Daxi is an evildoer, then you may also be an evildoer, unless your wound will not heal very quickly, just like the patriarch's!"

Mo Achun clenched his fist and echoed: "That's right, you can prove it to us!"

Mo Dai turned her head again and asked Mu Qianche: "Master, were you talking to my elder sister's aunts Mo Achun and Mo Alan just now?"

"Exactly."

"That's how it is. No wonder my sister was brutally murdered. It's really miserable for my sister to have you bunch of wolf-hearted, blind things as relatives!"

"You girl who has been plagued by plague dares to scold us, I will beat you to death..." Mo Achun wanted to rush forward to beat up Mo Dai, but was stopped by Mo Alan. The patriarch is still there, what can she do?

Mo Dai ignored Mo Achun's clamor: "I think you guys forgot, I heard from my brother-in-law and the others that when you forced my sister to explain why her wounds healed extremely quickly, my sister said that she fell off a cliff and ate it occasionally A kind of fruit, but you don't believe it, you insist that she is possessed by a ghost, she is a monster, and finally you tied her up and burned her alive! Coincidentally, I have seen that kind of fruit, and I also ate it, so My current wounds can also heal very quickly."

After saying that, Mo Dai pulled out a dagger from Mu Qianche's waist, and slashed at his face viciously. When everyone saw the wound on Mo Dai's face healed quickly, they started to move again. And Mo Jinhua, Mo Alan, and Mo Achun seemed to be relieved, and when they were about to recognize that Mo Dai was also an evildoer, they suddenly heard Mo Dai sneer and say:

"Not only did I eat that kind of fruit, but I also picked some. Today I will use the facts to prove your cruelty and ignorance!" Mo Dai immediately said to Mu Qianche, "Mr. coming!"

Mu Qianche nodded at Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao immediately went into the yard and came out dragging a cloth bag, which seemed to contain a person, when Mo Jinhua, Mo Alan and Mo Achun met, suddenly I feel that this scene has a feeling of deja vu, yes, on the day Mo Daxi got married, Bai Qiaoling also asked someone to carry such a cloth bag, and the cloth bag contained Mo Daxi, so this time it was filled with who?

As soon as Xiao Xiao opened the cloth bag, everyone gasped, uh, it contained Bai Qiaoling.

At this time, Bai Qiaoling's hands and feet were bound, and a black cloth was stuffed in her mouth. She was also awake, staring at Xiao Xiao angrily. When she turned her head and saw Modai, her eyes flickered There was a touch of fear, followed by deep hatred.

Mo Achun couldn't calm down anymore, no matter what, this Bai Qiaoling was the wife of her son, but now she was kidnapped here by Mo Dai, how could she swallow this breath, so she pointed at Mo Dai and scolded: "Monster, you What are you trying to do by tying up my son and wife? If you dare to touch a single hair of Qiaoling, old lady..."

"Shut up, you old woman, Patriarch Mo hasn't spoken yet, what are you, go away!" Mo Dai dismissed Mo Achun, and only said to Mo Jinhua, "Patriarch Mo, if I can prove the truth today There is a kind of fruit that can heal wounds very quickly after eating, and my sister Mo Daxi was wronged to death by you, what should you and the people of your entire Mojia Village do?"

Mo Jinhua suddenly felt flustered, even though the girl in front of her couldn't see her, she still had a sense of fear that she had seen through her heart. Seeing this girl's confident yet sad and indignant expression, could it be that they really blamed Mo Daxi wrongly?

"Patriarch Mo, what should I ask you?" Mo Dai asked urgently.

Being pressed by Mo Dai, Mo Jinhua was a little displeased, she clenched her fists suddenly, and said loudly: "If there is such a fruit, I and the whole Mo family village will build a tomb and a ancestral hall for Mo Daxi, and then every year at this time So I knelt down in front of Mo Daxi's ancestral hall and bowed my head to repent. As the head of the clan, I will cut off my own arm as a punishment, how about it?"

When Tian Jintian Yuan Tianbao heard that his wife was going to cut off his own arm, he burst into tears. Mo Jinhua shouted impatiently: "Crying?! If we really wronged Mo Daxi, then it would be a living My life, I cut off an arm is considered light!"

Mo Dai smiled: "Patriarch Mo is really upright!" Mo Dai's "integrity" made Mo Jinhua feel ashamed.

"However, I don't need Patriarch Mo to cut off your own arm, I just need to slash their faces three times!" Mo Dai pointed to Mo Alan, Mo Achun and Mo Xinglin who had fainted on the ground, "I hear The brothers-in-law said that they were the ones who accompanied Bai Qiaoling that day, they were the ones who trapped her brother-in-law and the others, and they were the ones who took the lead in trying to burn my sister to death! Of course, there are also people in this crowd who follow suit, if I find out Whoever it is, I made more than three cuts, the smart ones stand up for me, otherwise—”

When Mo Jinhua heard that Mo Dai didn't want her to cut off her own arm, she was relieved. Although it was her own decision, everyone is afraid of death and pain, and she is no exception. As for the few people Mo Dai pointed out, Mo Jinhua didn't want to appease any more, they were indeed not good people.

When Mo Alan and Mo Achun heard that Mo Dai was going to slash their faces three times, they immediately became a little timid, especially Mo Alan, who was always proud of her face, if she slashed three times, her reputation would be ruined . Mo Xinglin's prime minister Li Zhaomei's legs trembled with fright, while Li Zaizhao had a sad face, sighing secretly that this was all the result of his wife's own crimes.

"You evildoer, don't make random arrangements here to confuse everyone. If you have the guts, just show that kind of fruit. I don't believe that there are such fruits in the world!" Mo Alan couldn't calm down, and cursed at Modai ferociously.

Mo Dai ignored her, and still only said to Mo Jinhua: "Does the patriarch agree with my proposal just now?"

Mo Jinhua nodded, and Mo Alan and Mo Achun suddenly withered. Although they didn't believe that there was such a fruit that Mo Dai said, they were already terrified in their hearts.

Modai said again: "Why, no one is willing to take the initiative to stand up? The brothers-in-law have already recorded the people who took the lead in shouting at that time. Don't ask me to call the name. After the name is called, I will cut off one of them directly. hand!"

At this time, Yan Guan Yanling suddenly stood up, trembling and collapsed on the ground, followed by several people standing up one after another, Mu Qianche told Mo Dai that Mo Ru's family was involved, and Mo Dai suddenly laughed: "Okay, very good! You wait for me!"

After Mo Dai finished speaking, she asked Mu Qianche to take out a small paper bag, and then asked Mo Wuyun to bring a bowl of water. After taking the bowl of water, she pointed her thumb towards a needle pinned to her waist indiscriminately. Press it, then quickly changed hands to hold the bowl of water, dipped the thumb into the water, a faint red color melted into the water, and then disappeared. Mu Qianche noticed it, but didn't care.

Mu Qianche helped Mo Dai to Bai Qiaoling's side, and Mo Dai handed the small paper bag to Xiao Xiao: "Sister Xiao, can you