Ming Zhuo couldn't help giving a thumbs up, "Ah Xu, you always see things right to the point!"

Ruan Mingxuan came to her senses, no wonder she always felt that something was wrong.

"The Taoist priest who dealt with me was secretive, as if he was trying to trick me into trusting him. He didn't intend to tear off his mask until I attacked him. He didn't intend to kill me."

Ruan Mingying's face turned pale, "And the person who chased and killed my mother acted recklessly, wanting to kill my mother."

If it wasn't for the amulet and Ming Zhuo's timely intervention, maybe the two cars of people would have already fallen into the swollen river.

However, the river is fast and there are no people around, so if you fall into the river, you will definitely die.

Li Wenhe and He Wangyao also understood, are there two groups of enemies?

Who is it that deliberately wants Ruan Mulan to die?And who is it that has spanned decades and made things difficult for the mother and daughter?

What kind of hatred is this?
The thought of being stared at by two groups of people for so many years sent chills down their spines.

Xianze quietly stood behind Ruan Mingxuan, "Miss, don't worry, I will definitely protect you!"

Ruan Mingxuan: "Ah, no need."

She is not yet dependent on a small fish for protection.

Xianze: "Whatever you want, I'm very good, you have to trust me, little sister!"

He pondered for a while, whether it is a human or an animal, it is necessary to show one's strength when courting a mate!
Otherwise, why should people choose you?
Seeing the silence of the crowd, Ming Zhuo coughed, "Who cares about his group of people, if he dares to make trouble, he will be stabbed to death by my sword, and he will be a good companion for everyone."

He Wangyao: "..."

This speech can be said to be very individual, and it has the temperament of a big villain.

Ruan Mingying: "We Zhuo Zhuo are so cute."

Gu Xu was very appreciative, and smiled in agreement: "Yes."

He Wangyao: "..."

This is really a boast.

Ming Zhuo asked Ruan Mulan to sit down in front of her, she lit a piece of talisman paper, made a formula, and then lowered her forehead to Ruan Mulan's forehead, unlocking the sealed memory.

On the noisy street, people come and go.

"Boss, here's a pancake!" Someone handed over a few banknotes.

As soon as Ming Zhuo looked up, he saw that there were many people in the queue. Everyone liked the cakes from this restaurant, so they didn't mind waiting a little longer.

What's more, the boss is still so young and beautiful.

Ming Zhuo turned around and saw Ruan Mulan when she was a girl.

She was only about sixteen or seventeen years old, with beautiful features, a warm and contagious smile, and she was very straightforward when attracting guests, without any twitch.

Ruan Mulan's pancakes are fast, and with homemade sauces, the stall's business is booming.

Soon, the night was getting darker, and the number of diners on the street gradually decreased. Ruan Mulan closed the stall and prepared to go home.

The house she rented was relatively remote, and she had to walk a long way.

At that time, there were few high-rise buildings, and the light of street lamps was also very dim.

There was a full moon in the sky, and the halo was glowing with a strange red light.

Ruan Mulan heard footsteps following closely behind her, and when she passed an alley, she suddenly ran wildly.

Relying on her familiarity with the terrain, she turned around and hid in a corner.

"Where are people?" The ones chasing her were indeed a group of hooligans. It looked like she had made money and wanted to take the opportunity to rob her.

There were about four or five people in that group, Ruan Mulan was stronger than ordinary girls, but she couldn't handle that many people.

She decided to wait until those people left before slipping away.

The moonlight shone dimly on the wall, the surroundings were quiet, Ruan Mulan hid in the darkness, not daring to make any sound.

Until a place separated by a wall, the voice of speaking suddenly sounded.

"That woman has already run away, should you give me the money first?" This should be one of the gangsters.

Another strange voice sounded: "What do you mean?"

"What do you think? You want to pick up girls, right? You're trying to be a hero to save the beauty, but we brothers are busy, so you can't show it."

The man slowly came to his senses, unbelievable: "Are you planning to rob me by tricks?"

A few more messy footsteps sounded, and a few people who were ambushing came out, probably seeing that the other party could not escape the palm of their hands.

When they were approached and asked to help in a play, they agreed at the time, but what they thought in their hearts was, whoever wants to get that small reward, of course they have to do it with a big ticket.

"If you are sensible, hand over all the money obediently!"

"It's really the young master of a rich family. Let us play the villain. If you are a hero, don't you want to see if you are worthy?"

"That little Ruan has long worshiped my elder brother on the top of the mountain, and she is the one we are covering. Who do you think dares to plot against her?"

Ruan Mulan was stunned for a moment, and probably guessed who those gangsters were.

It was a chaotic era, and there were a lot of gangsters. Some came to eat at your stall from time to time and never gave money, and some blatantly charged protection fees.

There are also some who insist on giving her more money so that she will not work so hard.

No matter what kind, Ruan Mulan is polite, it is not easy to do business, she is alone, no one can afford to offend her.

This is obviously a black and white game.

Neither side of this conversation is a good thing, and totally unworthy of sympathy.

"You, court death!" In the dark night, a gloomy voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shrill scream, which made people's hair stand on end.

Ruan Mulan was slightly startled, what happened?Did the two sides fight?

The other gangsters seemed to have reacted, and they panicked at the sound of footsteps, "Help! Kill—"

The sound also stopped abruptly, as if it was silenced all of a sudden, and then there were a few puffing sounds in the dark night.

The surroundings became quiet, Ruan Mulan sensed something was wrong, why was there no sound at all?
She held her breath and listened carefully, and then heard mournful cries faintly in the wind.

The voice was very weird. It seemed that it was not clear from a distance, but it seemed that the volume suddenly became louder.

Accompanied by the crying sound, gongs and drums blared all of a sudden, and the tone was very sad. Ruan Mulan realized that this was mourning and joy, and the crying sound was crying for the soul!

She was a little puzzled, which family died, and did the funeral go on so late?
No matter what, it is always unlucky to meet with a funeral at night, Ruan Mulan didn't dare to wait any longer, she wanted to take the opportunity to leave and go home quickly.

As soon as she poked her head out, she saw a funeral procession walking towards a side alley.

Those people were wearing white clothes, carrying a coffin, and walking very fast, as if... they floated over.

Ruan Mulan wanted to hide, but it was too late, the leader suddenly turned his head stiffly, staring at her with both eyes.

The team stopped, turned around, and walked towards Ruan Mulan.

Ruan Mulan's heart was ringing with alarm, she wanted to turn her head and run, but her body uncontrollably walked towards the team.

When I got closer, I realized that those people's faces were pale under the moonlight, and they were all looking at her with weird smiles on the corners of their mouths.

"Why are you running around? Go back and stand up quickly, don't miss the hour." The leader of the old man urged.

Ruan Mulan's heart almost jumped out of her throat, she heard herself say hello, and then she was pulled into the team and stood beside the coffin.

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