The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 535
The next day, Zhuo Hao's defeat of Villa Master Li was already widely spread.

Those Patriarchs who did not go to Zhuojiazhuang yesterday could not believe it.

But more, they were curious about Zhuo Hao, after all, they had never heard of such a number one person in Zhuojiazhuang.

Zhuo Wei's mourning hall was set up in Zhuo's village for three days.

Except for the large number of guests who came to express their condolences on the first day, almost no one came in the next two days.

night of the third day.

The night is as black as thick ink, as quiet as a deep pool.

The evening wind was blowing, with a hint of heat wave, stirring people's heartstrings.

In the brightly lit Zhuojiazhuang, the white sails moved slightly with the wind.

Several servants stood in the mourning hall, and they neatly tied the hemp rope tightly to the mahogany hall, and then inserted the wooden sticks in their hands into the gap of the hemp rope.

"rise!"

The butler stood in front of them, commanding the servants in the mansion loudly.

After receiving his order, the servant stood up with difficulty, carrying the wooden stick on his shoulder.

Following their movements, the mahogany coffin moved slightly and made a muffled sound before being lifted up by the servants.

Zhuo Hao glanced at the mahogany coffin lightly, then turned to look at Jun Moli: "Miss Jun, it's already late at night, you should go back to your room to rest first."

"Well, be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, it's just going to be buried, there will be no danger."

After saying that, Zhuo Hao raised his mouth slightly and looked away.

Holding Zhuo Wei's spiritual tablet in his hand, he walked quickly to the outside of the mourning hall, and led the funeral procession slowly away from the gate of the mansion.

After watching them leave, Jun Moli went back to the courtyard to rest.

Although she is Zhuo Hao's friend, it is inconvenient for her to participate in the affairs of Zhuo's Village.

Back in the room, Jun Moli raised his hand and looked at the crazily growing nails on his ten fingers.

Just now she found that her nails had grown again, but because there were too many people in the mourning hall, she could only hide her hands under the cloud sleeves to avoid being noticed.

Taking out the scissors, Jun Moli had just cut off a nail on his finger when a cloud of black smoke floated in from the window.

"Xiao Li'er, these days when I'm away, do you miss me?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jun Moli froze.

But only for a moment, she came back to her senses and put her hands behind her back.

Mo Ran saw her actions.

He frowned slightly, and before Jun Moli didn't notice, he resumed his evil and unrestrained smile: "Look at your frightened appearance, did you do something to offend me, eh?"

"Why did you come back suddenly?"

"It seems that Xiao Li'er doesn't want to see me?" Mo Ran walked behind Jun Moli, looking down at her hand behind her.

Unexpectedly, Jun Moli was prepared and turned around with his movements.

Without a trace, he retracted his gaze, and cast his gaze on Jun Moli again: "What should I do, I have been hurt by you."

"..."

Glancing at him silently, Jun Moli didn't speak.

She is used to Moran's character, she is not surprised that he would joke like this.

Seeing that Jun Moli didn't speak, Mo Ran's coquettish purple eyes turned slightly: "Xiao Li'er, you haven't told me that I'm not here for a few days, do you think about me?"

"No."

After saying that, Jun Moli turned and walked towards the bed, not bothering to pay attention to him.

However, as soon as she turned around, Mo Ran grabbed her wrist, revealing the sharp nails hidden under the cloud sleeves.

(End of this chapter)