Talk about the world of mortals in detail

In the past two days, the whole Mo Mansion has been enveloped in a festive atmosphere, which is even better than the Spring Festival that just passed.

Even the old lady, who had always had a straight face in the past two years, always smiled, so that the servants in the house no longer felt nervous when they saw her, and they could even laugh and chat a few words.

The Mo family's sedan chair didn't stop for a moment on its way back from Shuntian Empress. When it arrived at home, lunch had been prepared.

The old lady personally went to the kitchen to supervise and even gave the cook a red envelope.

When the servant came to report that the sedan chair had returned, the old lady hurried to the front yard with her cane. As soon as she arrived, she saw her son coming back supporting her daughter-in-law.

"came back?"

The old lady walked over with a smile on her face, and the two children hurriedly saluted.

"I've met my mother!" "Hello, mother!"

"Oh, Wanrong, why are you saluting? You are so tired after going out! Come on, come on, sit down and rest!"

The old lady personally helped her daughter-in-law to sit down on the chair in front of the hall.

"Mother, I am riding in a sedan chair."

The old lady's attitude towards her daughter-in-law has returned to the enthusiasm she had when she first came to the house, and she is just as pleased with her daughter-in-law as she was then.

"Did you sign it? What's the result?"

Mr. Mo quickly took over the conversation.

"Please, please sign it. The signature is also very good. It says that the child will be very promising. I also asked the temple to light the eternal lantern!"

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

The old lady smiled and nodded repeatedly. She wanted to say something but found that her daughter-in-law looked melancholy, and the maid who looked to the side was also silent.

"What's wrong? Wanrong, why have you been wronged?"

The old lady looked at her son for a moment, and that unkind look made Mr. Mo immediately feel bad. It was Madam Mo who explained.

"Mother, it's not the child who has been wronged, but the signature."

Mrs. Mo couldn't speak any more, so the maid quickly spoke.

"Back to the old madam, it's like this. The sign is correct, but the fortune teller who interpreted the sign said that the child's life is too good, and he will be easily jealous. There may be disasters and bad things before the birth. Madam has been worried about this all the way. .”

Mr. Mo also said.

"These charlatans are just scaremongers. They want to make more money. Mother, the children are hungry, shall we eat?"

"Are you dissatisfied with the lack of money? Cailian, you have a good memory, please tell me."

The old lady asked, and the maid naturally told everything that happened in the morning.

After hearing this, the old lady didn't say anything. She just asked someone to order the food to be served first and then eat lunch first.

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In the afternoon, the old man who set up a stall in front of the Shuntian Empress Temple found the street where Mo Mansion was located and walked all the way to the front of Mo Mansion.

However, the old man did not enter the Mo Mansion directly. Instead, he looked left and right in front of the Mo Mansion, walked around the walls of the Mansion for a while, and finally returned to the main entrance.

The doorkeeper saw the old man wandering past several times and became a little wary.

Isn't this a place where thieves come to trample? This is too arrogant!

But when the old man finally returned to the door of Mo Mansion, he directly approached the door and handed over his hand.

"Please tell Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo that Qi Zhongbin from outside the Shuntian Empress Temple is here to pay a visit!"

The doorkeeper looked the old man up and down, and after a while he said "wait", and then one person entered the house.

When he heard that the fortune teller was really here, Mr. Mo asked Mrs. Mo to rest in the backyard while he came out to take a look himself.

As soon as he came out and saw the old fortune-teller looking so well-armed, Mr. Mo was polite first and took a few steps forward to offer his hand.

"It turns out that the old gentleman is here. You were leaving in a hurry just now and I haven't given you the money for fortune telling. This is a small kindness. Please accept it, old gentleman!"

Mr. Mo took out an ingot of silver from his sleeve. A normal person, even with fortune-telling and fortune-telling, would only get a dozen or twenty coins at most. This ingot of silver was worth more than a hundred times.

But the old man didn't accept it at all and waved his hand.

"You're welcome, Mr. Mo. Your child's affairs are my old man's own business!"

"Well"

Mr. Mo froze there now. Isn't that too little?

"Mr. Mo, you don't think that I am deliberately saying alarmist things just to get more money, right?"

The old man usually reads fortune tellers and tells fortunes. Today, his excitement affected his mentality, but that doesn't mean he is stupid. From the look on Mr. Mo's face, he still doesn't seem to believe him.

When the old man said this, Mr. Mo had no choice but to say.

"Of course not, sir, please come in and have tea first!"

The old man nodded and followed Mr. Mo into the house, his excitement also calming down.

Since the master still has concerns, he has to restrain himself, but he is still determined.

After entering, tea was served in the living room, and Mr. Mo started chatting with the old man. However, what the old man said was actually a replica of what he said outside the temple, but he explained it more patiently and carefully.

He even made it clear that he was here to protect the child and would not take any money from him.

Listening to what this man said, Master Mo wanted to stay in the Mo Mansion directly until the child was born!

This made Mr. Mo suddenly feel very worried. He wanted to drive them away. Although it was not a good idea after all, it was not impossible to do it.

The key is what if what this person says is somewhat true? The hands outside the fortune teller's temple are indeed not like ordinary people.

About a quarter of an hour later, Mrs. Mo, who was listening on the side of the hall, also walked in with a cane.

"Mother!"

"Oh, it's Mrs. Mo, right? Qi Zhongbin is polite!"

The old man also stood up with Mr. Mo and bowed his hands.

The old lady looked at the old fortune teller. Although he looked old, his face was red and he was quite energetic.

Qi Zhongbin? I seem to have heard the name before.

"Old sir, you only need a place to live and three meals a day?"

"That's right. I just need a place to sleep, and the woodshed doesn't bother me. I can have steamed buns and plain water for three meals."

This person has been talking for so long, and the old lady and Mr. Mo have actually noticed that the other person does not seem to be doing it for money.

The Mo family did not have any grudges with anyone on weekdays, and they were always polite to the common people and high officials. At least the Mo family felt that they had no enemies.

"Okay, I'll make the decision and ask someone to give the old gentleman a room to live in. I won't neglect three meals a day. I just hope that the old gentleman won't walk around at will in the house. I will order someone to give you details later." Said."

"Mother."

"That's it."

The old man's face was filled with joy. He knew that this was indeed a bit abrupt, but he had no choice but to do it, so he stood up and thanked her.

"Thank you Madam and Mr. Mo for being so accommodating. I know what's appropriate!"

"Uh, old sir, please come with me. I'll show you where you live and tell you the rules."

"good!"

When the martial arts master and the old man left, Mr. Mo couldn't help but frown.

"It's better to have an extra nursing home. If something really happens, it might be too late to find another one!"

"My child understands that I can only let people watch me more on weekdays. I will send people to burn incense in several famous temples and talk about it for peace of mind!"

"Well, let's do it."

The Mo family also has a nursing home. It is not a big problem to take care of an old man in his seventies or eighties. As for making room for an extra mouth to eat, that is really not a problem.

The old man has behaved very well since he broke into the Mo family.

That night, the old man moved the table and stool in the room to the corner, and sat cross-legged in the room.

He opened the wooden box he brought with him and took out a dozen paper figures.

The old man bit his finger and dripped drops of blood onto the paper figures, one drop on each paper figure's face, and then laid the paper figures out on the ground one by one.

The old man did a backflip and stood on the ground, reaching his right hand behind his back.

With a "Zheng~" sound, the Seven-Star Sword was unsheathed.

The old man kept rotating around the paper figures with his sword, muttering words, and finally painted the sword with blood and touched each paper figure.

"rise--"

The next moment, all the paper figures stood up.

"Watch the backyard, let's go!"

The paper figures floated out from the cracks in the door of the house.

After doing this, the old man suddenly felt a little exhausted. He shook his body, took a few steps back and sat down on the bed.

"Oh, I'm getting old."

Sighing, the old man quickly cleaned the wounds on his hands.

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At the same time, Mrs. Mo, who had already fallen asleep, was dreaming.

Mrs. Mo dreamed that she was visiting a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, surrounded by birds and flowers, and gurgling water at her feet.

Mrs. Mo seemed to have returned to her girlhood. She took off her shoes, lifted up her dress, and walked happily in the water.

Maybe it's not winter here. Although the stream is cool, it doesn't freeze your feet at all, which makes Mrs. Mo feel happy.

Suddenly, a shadow moved in the water. Mrs. Mo was startled and ran out of the stream.

Mrs. Mo, still frightened, looked back.

It wasn't a shadow, but a big black stone lying in the stream.

This stone is long and winding, refracted by the flowing water and light, and seems to be twisting in the water, like a big snake.

"Ouch, you scared me to death"

Mrs. Mo said this as she patted her chest.

But at this moment, the shadow in the water suddenly raised its head and made a sound.

"Mom, I feel my master is coming. I am so lost in my womb that I almost have no memory. You must find my master and let him accept me."

"Hoo"

Mrs. Mo suddenly woke up from her dream, lying on the bed panting slightly.

Mr. Mo on the other side had not slept deeply, so he got up immediately when he heard the noise.

"Madam, what's wrong? But what nightmare did you have? Madam, madam?"

Mrs. Mo's eyes remained unfocused. After breathing slightly for a while, the focus of her eyes seemed to have returned from the unknown to the front of her eyes.

She looked at her concerned husband, nodded and shook her head.

"I had a dream, but I don't know if it's a nightmare. Is the fortune teller here?"

Mr. Mo smiled.

"You must have been frightened by his words during the day. As the saying goes, you will think about it every day and dream about it at night. Relax, it will be okay, your husband is here."

"As for the old gentleman, didn't I tell you last night? He did come and arranged to stay at home. Don't be nervous. It's just like he has an extra nursing home."

Mr. Mo was afraid that Madam would feel offended, so he immediately spoke again.

"If he gets bored after a while, just find a reason to give him a sum of money to send him away."

"Don't!"

Mrs. Mo quickly stopped her.

"I may have just dreamed about our son."

Although the dream just now was very absurd, Mrs. Mo still told Master Mo about what happened in the dream, and Master Mo was slightly surprised.

"Is there really such a mysterious thing in the world?"

"I do not know either."

"Okay, don't think so much for now. Madam, please rest. I will tell you tomorrow that people will be nicer to the old gentleman."

"Um!"

One of the Mo family couple was doubtful and the other was a little uneasy, but they both fell asleep again.

I don't know if it's because of the fright after waking up from the dream last night, or because the fetus in the belly has reached its limit.

The fetal air in Mrs. Mo's body began to dissipate.

Mrs. Mo, who had no pulse or any special reactions in the first three months, started to have reactions at the time when normal pregnant women's pregnancy reactions should have eased.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Mo felt sick in her stomach after eating some breakfast, and immediately vomited it out, making the maid panic for a while.

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