The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

Master Mu did seem to hesitate because of her words.

This moment of hesitation is enough.

Because the opportunity is coming.

Su Wanqing took this opportunity and spoke meaningfully: "You listen to the villain's slander and are deceived by others, and let your son fall into the injustice of killing his wife. You will definitely be cursed by God. If you don't believe it, Master Mu can try Try, keep cutting my wrists."

Seeing her harsh words, Mr. Mu hesitated, and his face became anxious.

He hurried over and defended himself: "Master Mu! This ghost is talking nonsense! Master Mu, think about it carefully. Before, I asked Master Mu to find the person with the most compatible horoscopes to be buried with Mr. Mu, so that he could die in peace. Look, Now that Mr. Mu has really died with his eyes closed, how could I have lied to you?"

Master Mu squinted his eyes, glanced at Mu Chen lying on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slightly, "Well, what the master said makes sense."

Su Wanqing said disdainfully: "Master Mu, I closed your son's eyes myself, okay? Also, you should open your eyes wide and look at the date of death written on the tombstone. After July 74 Is it the 19th?"

The reason why Su Wanqing knew how long he had been lying in the coffin and what date today was was because he saw a deceased person from another family carving the date on the tombstone on the way to the cemetery.

Master Mu looked at the tombstone that was brought by his servant, and suddenly turned his head to look at Master Zhen, his eyes becoming more critical.

"What you say makes sense, you are such a master. The forty-ninth day has not come yet. How could my son close his eyes in advance? Could it be that you have been lying to me all along?"

The real master couldn't stand at all, and his face could no longer maintain the calmness of the past.

"Mr. Mu! Gods can't be perfect all the time. It's understandable to miss a little bit! Master Mu! Don't believe in the nonsense of this monster again and delay saving your son! Just now, your son touched his blood and his face was rosy. , you can see it all!"

Su Wanqing sneered and said: "Just a drop of blood can make his face rosy, but you have to ask Master Mu to drain my blood to save him. What a master's idea, how vicious!"

Just now, the real master had a grudge against Su Wanqing because he scolded her, so he deliberately said that he wanted to drain the blood. If he admits that he was wrong now.

Then his credibility in front of Mr. Mu, who had already doubted him, was completely gone.

The master was so anxious that he took the sword from Master Mu's hand and cut it for Master Mu.

"Master Mu! She is talking nonsense! If Master Mu is kind-hearted and can't be cruel, I will cut it for you!"

The sword has been taken away by him.

At this moment, Su Wanqing suddenly spoke softly: "What a master, listen, God is going to curse you."

at this time.

In the originally clear sky, suddenly, the clouds began to thicken, like lead-gray mountain peaks, piled up in layers on the sky.

The wind blew up, kicking up the dust in the cemetery, and the leaves swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Followed by.

"boom!!"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky and came to the world, lighting up the dark sky and deafening.

Su Wanqing had specially observed with Mo Kong how to judge specific celestial phenomena, but the heroine's halo was so magical that it "incidentally exploded the ground between the legs of the master, causing a big crack."

I didn't expect that Su Wanqing was true.

So cool.

The real master was so scared that his legs were paralyzed. This, this, could it be that she was the real master? Then he had deceived so many people and so much gold and silver before, would he die soon?

The real master ran away without saying a word, hoping to compete with the sky and avoid the thunder.

Su Wanqing looked at Master Mu with a slight smile, "Master Mu, it should be clear now what is right and what is wrong, right?"

Su Wanqing thought that Master Mu would believe her, but she really didn't expect...

Mr. Mu knelt down directly to Su Wanqing and sincerely pleaded: "Master Su, I was too blind to recognize Taishan before and misunderstood you. I deserve to die, but I beg Mr. Su to see that my son is married to you." For your sake, please give me blood to resurrect my son!"

The servant assessed the situation and quickly let go of Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing quickly stood aside, but she couldn't bear his big salute. "Master Mu, you'd better get up and talk. It's uncomfortable for me to talk to you with my head down!"

"Good good!"

Master Mu quickly got up.

After treating him like that just now, he was now begging himself to save his son, but he couldn't just take advantage of him.

Su Wanqing also started to talk seriously, talking nonsense.

"The reason why my blood can make Mu Chen's face rosy is because I am his destined person, but if you want to completely save him, you need a drop of blood every day and feed him for a hundred days. Don't rush it, otherwise he will lose half of his life! And during these 100 days, don’t let others disturb you!”

"Yes, yes, listen to Su Gao!"

Master Mu is very well-behaved now.

Su Wanqing glanced at the large box full of one hundred taels of gold next to her, and had some thoughts.

"Well, during this period, in order to make your son live a prosperous life, I will reluctantly accept the one hundred taels of gold!"

"Give it, give it! Give it all to Su Gao!"

Yeah, so refreshing? It seems there is less?

Su Wanqing concealed her excitement and looked at the big golden crutch next to him.

"Ahem, feeding your son with blood will inevitably consume your energy. How about your crutch..."

Su Wanqing hasn't finished speaking yet.

Mr. Mu immediately picked up the crutches on the ground and put them in front of Su Wanqing with both hands, "Give it! As long as Su Gao can save my son, I will give you whatever you want!"

Su Wanqing couldn't help but feel joyful on her face. She took the golden crutch excitedly, feeling less emotional in her heart!

……

Su Wanqing took away Master Mu's hundred taels of gold, the golden crutch, and his son Mu Chen and... the tombstone.

Su Wanqing thought that if the words on the tombstone were cleared of such good wood, he would definitely be able to sell it for some money.

Master Mu asked Su Wanqing to personally choose a house in the town and helped her pay for it, because he witnessed with his own eyes that even God helped Su Wanqing.

So he was afraid that his son's lifespan would be halved, so he didn't dare to enter the house to disturb them, and just sent people to guard the area.

The wound on Su Wanqing's arm was very shallow and scabbed.

Su Waqing was sitting in the yard, and Mu Chen was sitting on a chair. Su Waqing looked at Mu Chen's face.

Suddenly, she felt inexplicably that she had lost a certain memory about the original owner.

really weird.

Su Wanqing thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember it, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

The most important thing now is that Su Wanqing couldn't bear the thought of taking the initiative to cut blood to feed him, just by cutting a finger.

And Su Wanqing didn't know how much blood Mu Chen would need to survive.

Su Wanqing scratched the dagger on his finger a hundred times, and for more than a day, the fingertip was still intact.

At the 101st hour, Su Wanqing planned to put down the dagger first, but because he didn't put it properly, his hand slipped and the dagger was about to fall to the ground from the small table next to him.

Su Wanqing subconsciously caught the dagger, but both fingers were cut and bloody.

Su Wanqing endured the pain and thought not to waste it, so she quickly pressed two fingers between his lips.

At this time.

Mu Chen seemed to move his eyelids and was about to open them.