Chapter 13: The great funeral of the Mo family

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"It's just that I have average qualifications and am young and reckless. But your grandfather's wish was to become a pillar of the country, so I brought your father to the capital. I worked day and night just to study for him. Later, he also got the top prize as he wished, and then there was you.

I feel like I have nothing to regret, so I just want to go back to Jiangnan to see the place where your grandfather once lived, and to get in touch with old friends from the past. The Gu family is chasing me for nothing more than the inheritance of the main family, this is it. "

The old lady took out a book from her sleeve, "Red Abyss Array"

Mo Lan took it and flipped through it. There were words on it that she didn't know. Even the composition of the formation was obscure and difficult to understand.

"Except for the family that has been passed down for thousands of years, no one in Chiyuan now knows that in Chiyuan continent in the past, the most people were formation mages. Girl, this world is far more big than people say. The big formations on it, even if they are not The light system can also be practiced.

The small teleportation array now commonly used in Chiyuan is the most basic one here. Your mother also learned the array from here. Unfortunately, she can’t finish it. She is only an intermediate array master. This book will be handed in later. Here it is, you can rescue Jiang Wang from the hiding formation, which is considered a talent. My Gu family inheritance cannot be cut off, so I leave it to you. "

The old lady looked at her with a smile. This girl couldn't practice when she left home. She didn't know what kind of opportunity she had. Now she can practice. Everything is the same as what the deduction teacher said sixteen years ago. I hope this girl can do everything. Safety.

The autumn wind is howling, the sun is still shining in the south, and cotton-padded jackets have been put on early in the capital.

"Hey, have you heard? The old lady of the Mo family was assassinated a few days ago, and she will die soon."

"Hi! Your news is quite slow. There were bursts of crying from the Mo family last night, and they were all hung with white silk this morning."

In the crowd, a man looked pale. Hearing the news, he sneered.

So what if he is rescued? There is no solution to the fire dragon.

Everyone in the Mo family wore sackcloth and mourned. Mo Hong, who hurried back, knelt in front of the coffin and burst into tears.

"Come here, help me down and change... into mourning clothes."

Mo Lan knelt on the futon, looking haggard.

Gong Yi saw her at a glance, stepped forward and offered a stick of incense.

"Miss Mo, my condolences."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Gong Yi looked at the coffin, unable to hide the smile under the mask.

I received news from Chifeng early in the morning that the old lady of the Mo family was gone. Now it seems that this is not the case.

Mo Lan was actually secretly thinking that the old lady had faked her death. Even her father kept it a secret, and the servants in the mansion didn't know.

But Gong Yi looked back, which always made her feel a little inexplicably flustered.

There is no solution to the fire dragon, so the old lady and Jiang Wang must die in order to hide the truth from others.

Three days later, there will be a funeral!

Everyone in the Mo family burst into tears, and Mo Hong cried so hard that he was out of breath. Mo Lan and Mo Ran supported him and followed the coffin all the way.

Walking to the outskirts, the sky is filled with paper.

“The descendants surround the coffin, and future generations will prosper!”

Mo Lan kept staring at the coffin. In order to make it realistic, she went to the suburbs to find the corpses of the three great spiritual masters. One of them was poisoned with fire dragon toxin and put into the coffin. The other two were hydrated with corpse transformation.

But the custom here is to nail nails to the edge of the tomb before burial. Now they have to go under the coffin, and the people who invite the coffin bearers have to carry the bottom of the coffin with their shoulders, hoping that the lid of the coffin will not slide.

The body is not yet completely decomposed, and once the coffin lid is opened, it is very likely that the body will be exposed.

Mo Lan lowered her body and walked to the end of the coffin. When she looked up, she saw a familiar face.

Sensing Mo Lan's gaze, the man instantly bent one leg, and the entire coffin suddenly fell backwards, just as the coffin lid was about to open.

After kicking the man away, Mo Lan stood up and stretched out his hand to hold the coffin. He slapped it hard and closed the coffin lid.

The coffin was placed firmly on the ground, and Mo Ran drew out his sword and pointed it at the man.

"You are trying to ruin my grandmother's burial ceremony. Which family sent you as a spy?"

Mo Lan had asked her to carry weapons earlier to prevent other families in the capital from causing damage.

This girl listened and said it bluntly.

Some people in the crowd turned their heads uncomfortably and winked at each other.

"I thought you died in the forest, but I didn't expect you to be so lucky. It seems that you have the elixir in your body and can walk again."

She took out a dagger and gouged out his hamstrings, a torture method she had learned a lot from Qian Shuyu in her previous life.

"Ah - Mo Lan, I will kill you!"

White light flashed and Mo Ran wiped his neck directly.

The gentleman who came to perform the ritual saw this scene and was immediately shaken like a sieve of chaff.

"Sir, there is no need to be afraid. The ritual continues. Today, in front of my grandmother, we will kill our enemies with our own hands. This can be considered as a little filial piety on our part as granddaughters. She will be able to go away with peace of mind."

Mo Lan looked at the corpse on the ground with a cold expression. This time, it was enough to scare those who were interested in the Mo family.

The Mo family is not so easy to bully, I really don't think they will fight back.

Mo Lan and his people built a simple house near the tomb, where they would guard the tomb for forty-nine days, and then perform rites of passage.

As long as those people keep their eyes here, grandma can leave safely.

Unexpectedly, she and Grandpa Jiang could have a twilight romance. The two of them and Uncle Jiang planned to find a secluded valley and spend their lives quietly.

At night, there was thunder and lightning, and the autumn rain fell heavily.

Mo Lan does have a talent for learning formations. During the exchange breaks in the past few days, she has been studying formation knowledge in space.

In addition to adding a defensive formation on the tomb, an entry formation was also set up between the tomb and the simple room. As long as someone stepped in, the formation vibration would be transmitted to her.

Coming, the light particles formed by the formation in the air vibrated slightly.

Mo Lan put on the rain cover and walked behind the man. The man used the thunder cover to receive thunder and lightning, which hit the top of the tomb and the defensive formation was activated immediately.

Seeing this, the man wrapped his fists with lightning and prepared to punch him.

A sword was placed across his neck, and his voice was hoarse: "Which family are you from?"

The man swallowed and wanted to turn his head to see the person clearly.

Mo Lan's whole body was covered by the rain cover, and the ancient bracelet hid his aura, so he couldn't tell who the person was.

"If you don't tell me, I don't want to know."

His wrists flipped and blood splattered everywhere.

He took out the corpse-transforming water and poured it on the corpse. It instantly made a slurping sound and turned into blood, which was washed away by the rain.

Mo Lan stood there with her hands behind her hands. Unexpectedly, her hands, which had saved countless people, were now stained with blood.

But this world is like this, and the path of cultivation is so cruel. From now on, she, Mo Lan, will definitely kill everyone who harms the Mo family!

On the seventh day, Mo Lan used the earth spiritual power to dig from the side and lead into the tomb.

Due to temporary construction, the tomb is not large, with only one room for parking the corpse.

He slapped the coffin lid hard, and a stench came out. It was worthy of a fire dragon. There was no oxygen in the ground, and the body decomposed so quickly that the bones could already be seen.

There was a vibration in the air, someone!