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Chapter 80

A small forest next to the official road.

"Here, 50 taels." A heavy piece of silver was handed over, and Mo Zi clasped her fists, "Brother Zan, thank you."

Zan Jin was not busy collecting money, and helped Cen Er to lift up Yuan Cheng who was hiding on the cart. When he touched his hanging arms, he frowned and said, "This is a dislocation. If you want to connect it quickly, even After picking it up, this hand is useless."

Mo Zi thought that Zan Jin was a martial arts practitioner, so she asked him, "Brother Zan, can you make bones? We are in a hurry, and we can't invite a doctor for a while."

"It's not difficult." He spoke quickly and moved quickly.Supporting Yuan Cheng's shoulder with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other, moved it a few times, and suddenly sent it up, and heard a snap.

Mo Zi was dumbfounded on the spot, she just asked, but this hand was not her own.Besides, the broken body of the first corrupt official, who forcibly connected the bones together, wouldn't it hurt to death?

However, all she heard was a muffled grunt.

Seeing that Zan Jin raised his other arm, she kindly stopped her, "Brother Zan, wait a minute—" making people catch their breath.

"No...it's okay." Three words squeezed out between teeth, with a hissing sound, shoulders heaving up and down, knees bent tightly, "please continue." A few drops of bright sweat dripped onto the gray cage The linen trousers were mixed into the blood color and dyed several circles darker.

"You..." Mo Zi couldn't stand it anymore, what kind of crime did this person suffer.But thinking about it again, she couldn't persuade her to go on.On the other hand, she wouldn't want her hands to be disabled.

Zan Jin waited for Mo Zi to speak, "Brother Mo, I will listen to you."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Brother Zan, you take it." After Mo Zi finished speaking, she turned her head slightly.She is a soldier, and she does not lack willpower, but the scene in front of her is a bit cruel.Yuan Cheng's whole body is not perfect, he has already exhaled more and inhaled less, and he still has to suffer from the pain of bone grafting and restoration.

It was another muffled hum, which dragged out the ending sound, and it was just a groan.In the middle of moaning, the sound suddenly disappeared, and his head fell to the side.

Mo Zi jumped over and hurriedly asked Cen Er who was supporting Yuan Cheng, "Is he dead?".

Cen Er panicked and raised his hand to touch his breath.I fumbled around, but the messy hair was always separated, and I couldn't find my nose.

It was Zan Jin who pressed his hand on Yuan Cheng's pulse, and said very confidently, "I'm not dead, I passed out from the pain."

"Brother Mo, I think he's not dead now, and he might not live long." Cen Er snapped, "It's said that dead people can't board a boat, and dead people can't be on a boat. Should we take him or not?"

"As long as he has the tone, I can't go back on my word." Regardless of Zhu Zi's face, she has credibility in life.It was this credit that allowed her to stay with Qiu Sanniang as a maid.Duty or no duty is another matter.It's just that others think she is stupid, but she sticks to her principles.

Zan Jin suddenly looked carefully at Mo Zi, lowered his head, and moved his mouth, but no one could hear him talking to himself.

After the two of them got Yuan Cheng, who was unconscious, into the carriage, Mo Zi gave Zan money again and handed him a greased paper bag.

Zan Jin took it, opened it, and saw that there were two big buns inside, still warm, "I can't..." I want to say that I can't ask for it for nothing.

"Brother Zan, you said you can't take ten, and two head offices. It's thanks to you and your father that this man can leave the city. If it weren't for you, the three of us would be in trouble. This bun, just treat it as us disturbing your father's peace." compensation." Mo Zi guessed that two steamed buns might be more attractive than 50 taels of silver, to Zhan Jin.

Zan Jin couldn't say no to Mo Zi, put the oiled paper bag and money in his pocket, thanked again and again.

Mo Zi got into the carriage, heard Cen Er yelling, and saw him blinking and looking behind her.She turned her head, and it turned out that Zan Jin knelt on the ground and made a big gift to her.

She jumped out of the car to help Zanjin, "Brother Zan, what are you doing? I'll give you money, and you don't have to do such a big gift for the transaction of money and goods."

"I, Zan Jin, would like to follow Brother Mo, please let Brother Mo do it." Zan Jin knelt and refused to get up, no matter how Mo Zi pulled him, his body remained motionless like a rock.

Well?Mo Zi wondered what she was doing, and asked people to follow her voluntarily.

"My father said, I'm good at martial arts, and I'm also very smart..." Zan Jin lowered his head and started chattering, "Just don't have the tendons to follow the turns, and don't know how to adapt. Because I have been on the mountain for a long time, and I can't find anyone to talk to. , can only think about one thing and do one thing. My father’s last words, it is best to find a good person who is smarter than me, follow him, and you don’t have to starve. Knowing that I am illiterate, my father also helped me write a good book to sell my body to bury my father I asked my neighbors to tell me that I would go to the market to exchange some silver for myself to buy a coffin, and if I refused for a few more days, the person who bought me in the end must be a good person. Although you didn’t buy me, but you still gave me the silver Added a big bun. That man is dying, but you are still good to him. Moreover, the idea of ​​going out of the city is also yours. So, you are the good person my father said is smarter than me. I decided to sell myself to you. "

Oh, he decided, she hasn't decided yet.

Mo Zi shook her head, shook off the nagging around her head, and said, "Brother Zan, I said before, if you help me with something, I will give you money. , how can I accept you? Listen to me, you can't just make a deed of prostitution. Now you are free and can bury your father. What a wonderful thing. I see that you are full of strength and martial arts, and it is not easy to fill your stomach. When you are a nursing home An escort is much better than a servant whose life is in the hands of others." What happened?Her words also became verbose.

"It doesn't matter if you have a master, anyway, I just listen to you. I didn't make a contract of prostitution casually. After three days, I will find you. I have all my strength and martial arts. If anyone else dares to take your life, I will take his. Fate." Zan Jin is really smart, and everything he says hits the point.

Mo Zi thought to himself, what Daddy Zanjin said was right, he just didn't have the tendon to turn, and he looked for it, it seemed that he couldn't pull back.

"You read it wrong. I can't do it just to provide you with food and lodging." She is a second-class maid with no room or stove.Of course, if he got the beads Yuan Cheng promised to give, he would give them away.However, the horoscope is still one stroke away.

"Can't you feed me?" Zan Jin didn't expect it, but immediately said, "But you can afford 50 taels of silver."

"That's not my silver, it's my master's." Mo Zi borrowed Qiu Sanniang to block it.

"..." Zan Jin seemed to be thinking of a solution.

Mo Zi hurriedly transferred him, "Even if I can let you follow, I have to leave here immediately if you are going to attend your father's funeral. As you can see, the people in the car are seriously injured, so we can't delay."

Zan Jin completely shut his mouth this time and lowered his head.

"Brother Zan, that's it. I see that you are also dead, why don't you come to us after you finish the funeral and bury your father. Brother Mo and I are in charge of the Wangqiu Building in Luocheng, Dazhou. If you want, you can stay in the building I work as a nursing home here, with food and lodging included, and a monthly salary." Cen Er listened for a long time, and felt that he was very sincere, but seeing him kneeling was really pitiful.

"Brother Mo, I will definitely come to you." Knowing where Mo Zi came from, Zan Jin couldn't help being overjoyed, got up and pulled the cart away.

Mo Zi glared at Cen Er angrily, "You recruited it, and you will be responsible when the time comes. Also, when did I become the manager? Turn around, I'll ask my boss."

Cen Er hastily made a bow, but his expression was relaxed, "I just think it's pitiful for him to have no relatives, and he is so stupid, reminds me of my elder brother. Isn't it good? There is no nursing home in the building, and he has strength. When he finds you, you've already gone to Shangdu, so don't worry about it."

The matter has come to this point, Mo Zi has no choice but to follow him.

When she got into the carriage again, she saw the person who had been insisting on sitting and trying to hold her breath slumped inside, and she began to wonder, is such a person really the leader of a country?Why didn't he show a greedy and disgusting face in his speech, and didn't feel the treachery and ugliness that a corrupt official should have?Is he too able to adapt to the environment and forget the past?Or is it that she herself has poor eyesight and sees wolves as sheep?

People are so thin in front of her.After losing everything, she felt that she could understand the feeling of returning to the enemy country alone.Like a big beg.

That's right, Daqiu must also be her enemy.If she is forced to go to Daqiu, she will be unwilling and will be more reluctant.

Pulling the new quilt over, covering the unconscious Yuan Cheng, Mo Zi closed her eyes and fell asleep.The faint smell of blood, along with the bumping of the carriage, sent bursts into her sense of smell.What kind of face will the first corrupt official with messy hair have?In my heart, there is a portrait of the Qin Dynasty in the Song Dynasty, which is sharp and mean.It also depicts Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who is blessed and fierce.In her eyes, these two people are typical villains.What type would Yuan Cheng look like?

However, she didn't have the idea of ​​turning the clouds to see the sun, because the posture he put in front of her, although he said it was afraid of death, in her opinion, it was more like an arrogance that was high above and not allowed to be trampled by others.

"Brother Mo, we're almost there." After running for a long time, Cen Er said outside the car.

"Understood." Mo Zi sat up straight, rubbing her drowsy eyes.

"Where have we been?" Yuan Cheng curled his hand into a ball a little bit, and picked up a small piece of blue cloth quilt cover.

"When did my husband wake up?" Mo Zi had been dozing off, thinking that Yuan Cheng was in a coma.

"It didn't take long." Yuan Cheng seemed to have regained some physical strength due to the coma, and his arm was not broken, but dislocated, and now it is reconnected, which is considered a blessing among misfortunes.

Mo Zi looked outside and could already see the reeds, "We are here, we are going to get off the car. How is your husband's arm?"

"It's much better, I can use some strength." As for the pain, Yuan Cheng didn't mention a word.

"That's good." Mo Zi knew that although a dislocation is better than a fracture, it will not be easy to recover after a day and a night of dislocation, but she respects Yuan Cheng's pride, "In this way, in case, even if you jump into the water, you will still be able to recover." There is a chance of survival.”

"Excuse me, Brother Mo. Yuan doesn't want to die on the boat, adding to your bad luck." Yuan Cheng gritted his teeth and was about to sit up, but just as his elbows reached the board, Mo Zi supported him.

"My husband should save some energy, the road is far away." After Mo Zi helped him up, he stepped back.

"Brother Mo, you've counted." Smelly Fish raised the curtain and looked around, laughing, "Why is there another one?"

Chapter 80

Chapter 80 Selling one's body to bury one's father