Mo Lan dropped the book on the ground and looked around warily.
"Come out, don't hide your head and tail." Mo Lan roared in a low voice.
"Oh, you dropped me to death, couldn't you be gentler?" A childish voice sounded in the room, and the source of the voice was actually - "The Legend of Yun Cang"
Mo Lan raised his foot and rubbed it on the cover of the book: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost?"
"Be gentle, be gentle, my handsome face."
Mo Lan picked up the book and shook it vigorously in the air: "Stop, stop, I'm going to vomit!"
She threw the book on the table and sat on the stool with her hands folded, waiting for his answer.
"Well, actually I am the book spirit of this book."
Book spirit? Is a broken book still alive?
Fortunately, Mo Yuan didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise she would have yelled, "What does it mean to be broken?" How many people want it but they still can’t get it!
"I know astronomy from above, geography from below, and understand the past and future. However, I cannot understand your future. This makes me very strange, so I pulled you into this world. However, due to the transfer of souls across time and space, I consumed too much energy. With so much spiritual power, I can only turn it into a prototype and stay here. I..."
Before Mo Yuan finished speaking, Mo Lan punched the book...
"Ouch, why did you hit me again?"
"Who asked you to seek death?"
The next second it was placed on the candlelight by Mo Lan.
"Hey, hey... don't burn me, I said everything!"
"You lied, this is obviously my body."
"No, I didn't, I really didn't lie."
"The Legend of Yun Cang" actually struggled in her hands, and a white light emitted from the book, burning Mo Lan's hand.
He broke free from her hands, flew to the pillar on the side, and clung to it, no matter how hard Mo Lan pulled it, he couldn't pull it off!
Mo Lan picked up the lit candle on the table and slowly approached it, "If you don't come down, then I'll burn down this house, just enough to make people think I'm in the fire, and there will be no more trouble in the future."
"Don't, don't, don't, I said it, I said it. In fact, as a heavenly book, it is my responsibility to record worldly events.
But the lady from Huafu couldn't record it. It took a lot of effort to find out that there was only one part of your soul in her body.
In order to complete the task, I summoned you, and your bodies and souls were completely integrated!
In other words, you are originally one person, and you originally belong to Yuncang Continent!
I just roughly recorded what happened to her over the years.
I only know this much. As for who separated your soul, I don’t know.
Whoever holds me in my hands will record the world from whose perspective.
However, that person is really cruel, and not everyone can bear the pain of leaving the soul! "
Mo Lan remained silent. Indeed, in modern times, his soul would sometimes leave his body.
I just thought that I had special powers, but now it seems that it is not that simple!
Mo Lan touched his chin and stared at "The Legend of Yun Cang", recording worldly events from the perspective of the holder!
In other words, the person recorded individually in the book is its previous owner.
And Qianyun, Jun Motian, and important historical figures who were once popular throughout the Yuncang Continent are all related to it!
If you become its holder, the wealth accumulated by those people will be at your fingertips!
"You forced me into this world. After all, how do you compensate me?"
The cover of "The Legend of Yun Cang" revealed dense water droplets, "Then what do you want?"
"In this way, if you record something in the book, Mo Lan will become rich overnight and possess the world's treasures. From now on, he will have no worries about food and drink for the rest of his life!"
"No! Not to mention that I don't have this ability, and I am not in control of things in this world. Everything has its own laws of change. My duty is to record what has happened!"
"Yun Cang Zhuan" stood up, his voice was impassioned, as if he was giving a speech on a podium, the two corners were rolled up behind the book, and the middle of the book was slightly raised forward, with his head held high and his chest held high.
Mo Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, "In other words, you are useless, you are useless, and you can predict the future!"
Mo Yuan looked at her with disdain, rolled his eyes at it, and jumped in anger.
Immediately bounced off the table and floated in the air.
"I'm worthless! You have never seen the powerful abilities I have. Look at my powerful spatial abilities!"
"The Legend of Yun Cang" was opened, and the room was filled with sand and stones.
"Ahem, cough, cough, what the hell!" The wind and sand were so strong that it was hard to open one's eyes.
Mo Lan opened his eyes again and found himself in a desert with wind and sand filling the sky.
"Is this your space? Other Heavenly Book spaces are full of beautiful scenery and full of spiritual energy. Who has robbed your space?"
A young man dressed as a beggar appeared in front of Mo Lan. His face was dirty and his appearance was unclear except for his big black and white eyes.
"Try to see if your family has been neglected for hundreds of years and it will become like this!"
I think he has been wandering around the world for more than three hundred years, changing hands as soon as he was read, and finally gathering dust in the corner of the library.
If Mo Man hadn't bought it back in order to give her some knowledge, he would still be squatting in the corner!
"Wait, have you seen other heavenly books?"
Mo Yuan seems to have captured some incredible information. There are other heavenly books in this world. Could it be from her original world?
Then if he does this, will he be discovered by the heavenly book over there? It's over, he will be punished by heaven!
Mo Lan's eyes rolled, "I just heard about the existence of the Book of Heaven. The Book of Heaven of my world is powerful, spreads knowledge, teaches people crafts, and explores the mysteries of the world.
Space is extremely powerful, with spiritual energy filling the sky and strong fighting spirit. There are countless treasures hidden in it. Unlike you, there is only sand! "
Mo Yuan's mouth tightened, a little aggrieved, "If I had a master, I wouldn't be like this now. Then the space can change according to the master's wishes. My previous master wanted to see the desert before he died, so I will It’s become like this.”
Mo Lan turned her back to him and smiled weakly.
"Well, to be your master, you have to open up wasteland, which is quite troublesome. I guess no one will want you. So, you accept me as your master, which can be regarded as a small compensation for me."
Mo Yuan raised his head, the wind blew by, and the clothes hanging on his body were bulging. Looking at it this way, he looked quite pitiful.
For hundreds of years, he didn't want to recognize his masters anymore. After those masters ascended to the upper world, he stayed where they were.
Because he couldn't leave Yuncang Continent, after accumulating feelings for many years, he had no choice but to separate.
But after being alone for hundreds of years, he still wanted someone to talk and laugh with him, even if they were separated again in the future.
"good."
YES!
Mo Lan gestured silently in her mind, this kid is so deceitful!
There were footsteps outside the room, and Liu Yeyun's voice came in.
"Be careful when you move the wife's body later, although..."
Liu Ruyun looked up and saw Mo Lan sitting at the table, holding a book in his hand and reading leisurely.
His mouth opened wide, then he screamed and passed out.
Mo Lan put down the book, walked to him and squatted down, pinched his face and turned it around twice.
"It's small and pretty. Clean it and send it to my room tonight."
The two children who followed immediately knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves, "Master, the Lord has said that you are not allowed to sleep with your husbands without his permission."
The child was a little speechless. The head of the family was playing this game of pretending to die again. Fortunately, there was a shrewd and capable gentleman in the family who could always see through her schemes.
Mo Lan stood up and touched his chin. It seemed that this gentleman was not simple. The servants in the house only listened to his words.
She was just an empty frame, her soul had just been fused, and her memories were slowly becoming complete in her mind.
Her husband had disabled legs when he came here. After his wedding, he always lived in the opera house. He could handle all the affairs of the Hua family very well.
But it is like the white snow on the mountain, which has not changed for thousands of years, cold and alienated.
Mo Man did choose a shrewd and capable husband for her, but he was too shrewd to make people feel at ease!
Mo Lan picked up a wooden stick and shook it in his hand, "If I remember correctly, this is the Hua Mansion, right?"
"yes."
"Did you just call me the head of the family?"
The two children raised their heads slightly to look at each other, then lowered their heads and replied, "Yes."
Mo Lan sat on the steps, put his hands behind his back, raised his head and stretched.
"According to Qingyun's regulations, what should we do if a servant disobeys his master?"
The two children buried their heads lower.
"If the head of the family wants to know the laws of Qingyun Kingdom, he should go to Tingwei Mansion. What can two servants understand?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of rumbling came from outside the yard.
When he looked up, he saw a man in white sitting on a wooden wheelchair with a pile of books on his lap and an attendant pushing him behind him.
It was a hot summer day, and a gust of wind blew by, lifting the hem of his clothes, and the bluegrass printed with ink on it fluttered in the wind.
Under a smooth and white face, an angular chin, thick and slender eyebrows, and long and curled eyelashes, a pair of black and deep eyes looked at her indifferently.
"If you make the master unhappy, go down and get the plate yourself."
The two children quickly retreated.
The attendant pushed the wheelchair to her side. Mo Lan crossed her legs and stared at him.
There was unabashed appreciation in her eyes. She had finally seen what the empty valley orchid was today.
He was still expressionless, his thin lips slightly parted, "Now that the head of the house is awake, here are the account books from last month. Please take a look at them."
Mo Lan sat up straight, took a book from the book he put on his lap and flipped through it.
June 14
Juhuanlou returns one hundred and twenty-eight taels of silver
June 17
Pay the merchant forty-eight taels of money
...
The more Mo Lan watched, the more her heart beat violently, and the corners of her mouth kept twitching. This was all the fault of her soul.
Rampages, fights, credit bills, and medical bills cost thousands of taels in a month.
Because of her poor reputation, the combined income from all her family's shops was only seven hundred or eight hundred taels.
There were also some who came to ask for false accounts, but she had a bad reputation before and was stupid, so it was common for her to be tricked into signing her signature.
When the accountant saw the IOU and the loss reimbursement, he gave the money directly. Anyway, if I asked her, I couldn't find out the reason.
"How much money is left in the account?"
"There is not a penny left. Last month, the servants in the house have not received their regular banknotes. The family's properties have been closed due to losses. There are still creditors waiting at the door to ask for money. What should be done is left to the head of the family to decide."
He spoke very casually, even if it had nothing to do with him. Mo Lan smiled when he heard it.
So good!
"Then sell the property, send all the servants away, sell the antiques, those bottles and jars are of no use, pay off the foreign debts, and take the other two husbands away by themselves if they like anything. Now we can’t afford to support idle people, as for you..."
Looking up and down, if her husband didn't do anything, he would have been sitting in this position for so long in vain!
"You and I are husband and wife, and we should share the joys and sorrows together. Naturally, I will not let you wander outside at this time. This garden is mortgaged to the government, and there are tens of thousands of taels of silver. It's just that I have to live in a smaller yard in the future. I feel wronged to you. .”
The hands originally resting on his legs tightened slightly, and even the hem of his clothes wrinkled.
"Yes, Wuye understands."
Mo Lan raised her eyebrows slightly and couldn't hide the smile on her lips, "Jun Wuye, you are still a little too young to fight with me!"
"Um?"
A gentle humming sound came from beside her, and Liu Ruyun woke up just in time.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, my wife, it's great that you are still alive!"
Liu Ruyun stood up and lay on her lap, crying so hard that she wiped the corners of her eyes from time to time with the silk handkerchief in her hand.
Jun Wuye asked Qian to pull away further, turned his head, and couldn't bear to see what he looked like.
Mo Lan closed her eyes and searched in her mind.
This guy often encouraged her to do stupid things when she was stupid. Occasionally when she was sober, she looked like a loving wife.
What a green tea man!
"That's it. The Hua family is bankrupt. You will have to endure hardships with me from now on. Why don't you clean up now and leave."
Liu Ruyun raised her head and looked at her with tearful eyes. The moles under her eyes added a bit of charm, "But I can't bear to leave my wife!"
Mo Lan looked at her, her vision blurred for a moment, then she pushed him away and looked at him fiercely.
Spirituality!
No wonder the original Mo Lan listened to him so much!
"You have to give up even if you don't want to. I really let you go this time. Jun Wuye, come with me to get the house deed. Deal with the rest!"
Mo Lan's heart was beating loudly at this moment. Fortunately, Mo Yuan had reminded her just now that these men were too dangerous.
When she gets some money from Jun Wuye, she can go out and have fun by herself. What kind of obedient man will not be able to get it then?
Liu Ruyun stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and watched Mo Lan leave coldly.
The poison made her sober. Originally, when Mo Man was here, he was willing to stay in Hua Mansion.
But now, Mo Lan's family has been kicked out of the Hua family, Mo Man has been dead for several months, and there has been no movement from above. Maybe he made the wrong move.
But, since you can leave effortlessly, you can naturally gather as much wool as you can.
By the way, Han Jiang has always wanted to leave and get that thing, so tell him the good news and help him by the way.
With a charming smile on her face again, she twisted her waist, fanned herself with a handkerchief, and left with a sway.
