The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 6 Do You Think I'm Rare?
Qiao Yimo looked indifferent.

If anyone looked closely, they would see her mocking eyes as she watched the dog crawl to death.

That scumbag, cheap daddy, Master Qiao thought that she couldn't know the truth because she didn't know the truth?

She has practiced for hundreds of years, even though she wears it on the body of ordinary people now, the mind of a big boss who has practiced for hundreds of years will not change.

Qiu Ju lying on the ground was pale and trembling like chaff.

Qiao Yimo's ghostly means made her only have infinite fear of Qiao Yimo now.

Qiao Yimo is so powerful, why is Ms. Yanyan her opponent?
"I suggest that you don't go to Bai's house, and put the old man's funeral first!" Fu Moshen gently pressed Qiao Yimo's shoulder with his hand, and he could feel that she was trying her best to hold back her anger and sadness.

The old man whose oxygen tube was pulled out in the ward was Qiao Yimo's few relatives.

The more Qiao Yimo remained silent, the more he knew that Qiao Yimo was on the verge of breaking out.

The more this is the case, he can't ask Qiao Yimo to go to Bai's house like this.

"I'm not stopping you from going to Qiao Yanyan, she can't escape, let's deal with the old man's funeral first, and this Qiu Ju."

Qiu Ju's body trembled like a sieve: "It's not my fault, I'm also following orders, I'm just a servant."

Qiao Yimo's cold eyes slowly moved down to Qiu Ju's face, and her voice was cold: "What are you afraid of? Do you think that I will do something to you if you have committed a heinous thing? No, I will call You watch Master Qiao's family whom you are loyal to every day."

That is to send Qiu Ju to prison.

Fu Moshen said: "I will send Qiu Ju to prison, don't worry, she will never come out in this life, nor will she die!"

Qiu Ju's eyes were full of horror.

She was just following orders.About to lose her freedom for the rest of her life, her head shook like a rattle: "No, no, I don't want to go to prison!"

At this time, no one paid any attention to Qiu Ju's begging for mercy, so Fu Moshen asked someone to send Qiu Ju to prison.

Tell her to live in the prison facing Master Joe, and look at each other forever.

Qiao Yimo watched Qiu Ju being dragged away expressionlessly, and she was indifferent to Qiu Ju's begging for mercy.

"Qiu Ju is just a pawn, insignificant. What do you want to do with the old man's funeral? I will do my best to help you." Fu Mo said warmly.

"Before dealing with the funeral. And this!" Qiao Yimo handed the paper to Fu Moshen: "Master Qiao plans to exchange the truth about my mother's death in order to get out of prison."

Fu Moshen actually saw the death on the note a long time ago. When Qiao Yimo handed him the note, he read it carefully: "Then what do you want to do? Get him out first?"

"Of course not! I managed to get him in. How could I tell him to come out?" Qiao Yimo glanced at the paper in Fu Moshen's hand with indifferent eyes: "Master Qiao's family must be reunited and cannot be separated. I plan to do this .”

"I will support you in whatever you do, but let's deal with the old man's affairs first." Fu Moshen pressed his hand on Qiao Yimo's shoulder slightly: "I will help you!"

Although Qiao Yimo has practiced for hundreds of years, she still couldn't help being touched by Fu Moshen's words: "You are my fiance, don't try to shirk responsibility."

In Fu Mo's deep eyebrows and eyes, there was a strong and indelible tenderness, and his hand gently held Qiao Yimo's little hand: "It's my responsibility, I wish I could be responsible, but this letter from Master Qiao to you , you don’t want to know what he wants to say?”

"He is a despicable man, what kind of ivory can a dog spit out? How did my mother die? He and his Mrs. Joe knew each other well. How do I need to know the truth? I don't care at all, I just want this family The scumbags will pay the corresponding price." Qiao Yimo looked up at Fu Moshen, "I want to bury grandma next to my mother, and I think grandma is willing too. A family should be together!"

There was almost no warmth in her eyes.

For cheap father, Qiao Yanyan, she will not have the slightest emotion.

Only she knows the coldness in her words.

Fu Moshen helped Qiao Yimo finish the old man's affairs in a low-key and grand manner. The tombstones of the old lady and Qiao Yimo's mother were replaced with white marble tombstones.

The surroundings are decorated in an antique garden style. It doesn't look like the two tombstones in the cemetery, but more like a classical scholarly family.

Much like the scene in an old photo of grandma's house!

Seeing Qiao Yimo's silence, Fu Mo looked at her expression secretly: "Are you dissatisfied? If not, I can ask someone to change it."

"You have a heart, if they are alive, they will also like this style," Qiao Yimo suppressed her surprise, and couldn't help meeting Fu Moshen's eyes: "Thank you!"

A smile floated in Fu Moshen's eyes, and he said gently: "Why are you being polite to me? If I do these things, it's like you did them for them. Why should we divide each other?"

Qiao Yimo's old face couldn't help turning red, and even her fair neck was shyly pink. After hundreds of years of practice, it was the first time that her clarity was driven by a man: "If they are alive—you know my grandma Does the family have an ancestral craft?"

Fu Mo was taken aback when he heard the words, and then the smile on his face deepened: "Coincidentally, my family also has an ancestral handicraft, otherwise how do you think I know that Qiao Yanyan is a counterfeit and you are my fiancee?"

"So you are not surprised at all when I perform the spell, I should have thought of it." Qiao Yimo's eyes slowly burst into a smile: "So, you should know that even if the Bai family is in Bai, it is still gray. , or black, all have strength, and I am not afraid. My realm is beyond their imagination."

"Even I can't think of it, but I'm willing to explore slowly." Fu Moshen gently embraced Qiao Yimo's shoulders, and stood side by side with her in front of the two tombstones: "But you have to promise me that when you meet a powerful person, you won't go alone!"

"That's not good, I can go by myself!" Isn't it her own definition of good or bad?Qiao Yimo's eyes were also replaced by a smile.

The sadness of grandma's death was suppressed in her heart.

She herself was a master of Taoism before transmigrating, but she didn't expect that the original owner's family biography was also a mystery. It seems that she lived in place of the original owner, not without a reason.

Fu Moshen knew that there was water in Qiao Yimo's words, but he didn't want to expose her now.

Qiao Yimo used to be alone, lonely, and he had to bear many things with perseverance. He would slowly let Qiao Yimo get used to his existence.

"Master Qiao probably doesn't know the legend about your family and mine, does he?"

Qiao Yimo was startled, and then shook his head: "I don't know if he knows, even if he knows, I don't care! He is already an outsider who has nothing to do with me, and his family is secret, so why not? But he will never Touching this secret qualification, I will not set him free."

(End of this chapter)