Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 9 Pit Depth 003 Meters Doubt Retribution (3)
Aunt Lan saw that she had been "abnormal" today, and was afraid that she would do something stupid again.

"What is the girl going to do?"

Mo Jiu glared at her: "Boil water for a bath. Anyway, if you want to sell it, you have to have a good looks, right?"

Zhiniang's face was stiff, and Aunt Lan was also dumb.

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Of course, Mo Jiu would not sell herself casually, but she is new here and knows little about everything, so she doesn't intend to do anything drastic.What's more, Mo Jiu'er's body was occupied for no reason, so it's not easy to leave when her mother is about to die.

The room she lives in is not big, but Aunt Lan tidies it up very neatly.Mo Jiu was especially satisfied with the half-human tall bronze mirror.Stripping off her dirty clothes, she comfortably washed in the bucket for more than half an hour, scrubbing off all the old mud all over her body, and without putting on her clothes, she stood in front of the mirror with wet bare feet .

With just one look, she was almost dizzy.

Such a pretty girl!Shiny black hair, watery face, finely crafted figure, like a fresh bamboo shoot that has just peeled off its shell, so white and tender that it is so clean that it does not catch the fireworks of the world, but there is another pair that seems to contain thousands Fenghua's winking eyes...

This must be considered a natural stunner, right?Unfortunately……

"Bastard!"

She put on her clothes and sat by the bed, puzzled by what happened to Mo Jiuer, and worried about her future.Aunt Lan opened the door and came in. Seeing her in a daze, she took two clean towels and twisted her hair, "Girl, don't make troubles anymore, your mother just... doesn't want you to follow in her footsteps."

Mo Jiu glanced at her lazily, "Aunt Lan, how old is my mother?"

Aunt Lan: "...Miss, have you forgotten all about this?"

Mo Jiu: "I'm just curious, how could she be so old..."

She stopped talking at the right time, and she handed the question to Aunt Lan, but Aunt Lan hesitated to speak several times, "Girl, it's better not to ask, this is unlucky. If I say it, it will be bad luck... ..."

Mo Jiu snorted, "If you don't tell me, you will be in bad luck now."

Thinking of the stupid things Mo Jiu did, Aunt Lan hesitated again and again, and finally said slowly: "The ancestors of the Mo family have had this strange disease since some generation of ancestors. Just, just..."

Aunt Lan's habit of panting out of breath happened again.

Mo Jiu handed over the tea, "I told you not to eat so much for dinner."

Aunt Lan's face turned pale: "Hi... am I going to be unlucky?"

Mo Jiu patted her on the back, "If you don't finish speaking, you probably will."

Aunt Lan shook her body, looked at her serious face, and continued: "You have also seen your mother's appearance, with white hair and skin, like an old woman... In fact, the lady used to be extremely beautiful, and you are more beautiful than the nine girls. Grace..."

"I haven't grown up yet." Mo Jiu was not happy with this sentence, thinking about the age of this 15-year-old Huaguduo, she smiled with satisfaction, but thinking that if she really had that disease, she would be old before 25 years old, She is not reconciled.

"Then why? Is there no cure for this disease?"

How does Aunt Lan know the reason?
She looked around, lowered her head, and whispered to her mysteriously, "I heard people say that your ancestors dug people's graves. This is a retribution, and it will harm your descendants..."

"Ah!" Mo Jiu was surprised, after all, she and she were really in the same family.

Her family's ancestors also did this business. In her grandfather's generation, the antique shop at home also had a lot of unclean things.She doesn't do this herself, but she studies archaeology, so she has to deal with old grave lumps to some extent.Just before crossing, she and the professor were doing archaeological research in a newly discovered ancient imperial tomb in Yinshan Mountain, but when they got down to the tomb passage, they unexpectedly discovered that the mechanism of the ancient imperial tomb was very similar to the one handed down by her ancestors.She was overjoyed, but she didn't expect to capsize in the gutter, not only separated from the professor, but also injured by the agency, and she woke up like this.

This matter is strange to say, it seems that there is something involved somewhere.

Thinking about it, she was a little creepy.But the Mo family, who studied archaeology, naturally had the same spirit of inquiry as others. Almost subconsciously, she decided to stay and find out the origin.In other words, she decided to accept Mo Jiuer's new identity.

"Maybe I am Mo Jiuer, and Mo Jiuer is me."

She spoke so strangely that Aunt Lan took a step back in fright.

"Girl, don't scare me, aren't you crazy again?"

Mo Jiu tilted his head to look at her, calmly, "No."

Aunt Lan was overjoyed, "That's a good thing. Before you understand it now, count the money you borrowed from me first, so as not to waste time...hehe."

Mo Jiuyou looked at her coldly, "Why did I ever borrow your money?"

Aunt Lan wanted to cry but had no tears, "..."

She fell asleep on the edge of the bed unhurriedly, brushed her waist-length hair out, and motioned for Aunt Lan to continue wringing, while she pulled up the quilt herself, closed her eyes beautifully, and thought to herself, what is her cheap mother going to do? To deal with Xiao Qian?

(End of this chapter)