The butler reluctantly invited the two of them.
Mo Qian is not a polite person either.
She consciously walked in front of the housekeeper and entered the door on the right.
Before entering the door, he didn't forget to shake the ugly witch doll in his hand, "Don't forget to reimburse me, the two of them total 880."
After saying that, she walked swaggering along the road.
The butler's hair stood on end with anger.
The man in the robe has never seen such an arrogant guest in Yunhua House.
He asked the steward, "Steward Li, who is this person?"
Butler Li snorted disdainfully, "You're looking for death!"
He threw out three words viciously.
But he still followed Mo Qian and the others into the side door on the right.
…
Mo Qian and Wan Jiao entered the villa.
The butler followed.
As soon as they entered the gate.
I heard the door behind me close automatically with a bang.
The villa suddenly fell into darkness.
Mo Qian raised his little hand and said an idiom, "Oh, I can't see my fingers."
This villa is really weird.
There are large floor-to-ceiling windows on the wall, but they are all blocked. They are blocked tightly, leaving no gaps, and there is bound to be no chance for sunlight to take advantage of.
And it was extremely cold in the villa.
The room was colder than outside in the cold winter, like an ice cellar.
Wan Jiao tightened her coat, "It's so dark and cold here, how can anyone stay here?"
Mo Qian replied casually, "A shameless rat is suitable for a place like this."
she said.
He walked in fearlessly.
Wan Jiao followed her.
The two people turned around the porch, and finally there was a faint light in front of them.
I saw a table in the center of the villa hall, with three candles lit on it, barely allowing people to see.
Directly opposite the table, there is an antique sliding door, which is closed tightly.
The two approached.
I heard an old voice coming from the wooden door, "What do you want?"
The voice was that of an old lady, gloomy and cold.
When Mo Qian heard this, he stretched out his hand to open the door, "Old witch, I'll go in and talk to you."
However, her hand had not yet touched the door.
Butler Li rushed over.
One stood sideways in front of the door.
"Pilgrims, please stand outside the door and ask. This is the rule. If you want anything, just tell it to Goddess Yunhua directly."
Mo Qian was not happy to be stopped.
But nothing was done.
She took a step back and crossed her arms, ready to test the old witch first, "I'll have an abortion. How much will it cost?"
"Goddess doesn't-" the housekeeper started to speak again.
Mo Qian pointed at him with disgust and said, "I didn't ask you. Back off. We paid for it."
Butler, "???", what did you spend?
Mo Qian ignored him.
Avoid him and continue shouting towards the door, "Old witch, don't you have the face to see people?"
After she shouted, she heard the rustling sound coming from the wooden door.
After a while, Goddess Yunhua spoke, "You are not pregnant, so you don't need an abortion. Besides, I don't help people with abortions."
Hearing this, Mo Qian clicked his tongue twice.
But he didn't expose her and continued to ask, "Then you can give me a baby."
After Mo Qian said this, the goddess inside laughed, and she smiled in a weird and sinister way.
"You don't even have a man, so why give him a son?"
"Huh?" Mo Qian looked disgusted, "You're not good at it. I want a child, but I don't want a man? If there is a man, will the child be given by you or the man?"
Yunhua Goddess, "..."
Mo Qian finished speaking.
There was no sound from the wooden door for a long time.
When Butler Li saw it, he pinched his waist angrily and said, "What do you want to do? The goddess is very busy and has no time to chat with you. Please leave quickly!"
He said, making a gesture of invitation.
Mo Qian didn't even look at him.
She looked around the building.
Suddenly he sniffed his nose and said, "This house is very dark, it seems to smell like the dead..."
As Mo Qian said this, he went to take out a piece of talisman paper from his bag and pretended to do it.
"Old witch, I will do some good deeds today and help you exorcise ghosts and evil spirits for free."
Mo Qian's words.
It seemed that the goddess was frightened.
I heard the sound of banging things coming from the door.
A few seconds later, the old lady's voice trembled slightly, "What's the matter with you? Please tell me."
Mo Qian was not polite and asked directly, "Have you ever helped someone get an abortion?"
Goddess, "..."
There was silence for a few seconds before the goddess spoke up, "What do you want to ask?"
This is like acquiescing in disguise. She has done a lot of abortions.
Mo Qian snorted coldly, "You dare to do it but don't take it seriously, you are an old bastard."
Goddess, "..."
Mo Qian didn't care at all about the mood of the people inside.
Continue to ask, "Tell me, where are all the infant spirits you killed?"
The goddess put her hands together and bowed, "I have entered the reincarnation. This life is not expected by others, I will send them to the next life."
When Mo Qian heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
"I'm talking to you carefully, you'd better talk to me carefully."
"You took the lives of unborn babies and took their infant spirits to stay in the world and suffer torture. Let me ask you again, where are the infant spirits?"
The Goddess paused for a few seconds, then repeated what she just said, "The infant spirit is no longer in the world, it's already——"
She didn't have time to say these words.
Then she saw a talisman coming through the door and sticking it directly on her face.
Then the goddess was carried away by the talisman.
The wooden door is still closed.
The goddess clanged on the door, knocked it open, and then fell at Mo Qian's feet.
Mo Qian lowered his head and glanced at her, "Say, where is the infant spirit?"
The old lady looked depressed and senile.
She struggled to get up from the ground, hunched over, looking like an old man in her eighties or nineties.
When Butler Li saw it, he hurriedly ran over to help her, "Goddess, are you injured?"
The old lady followed his strength and struggled to get up.
Mo Qian turned around at this moment and stared directly at the goddess's face.
Look at her face.
The old lady was only in her fifties or sixties.
But look at her face.
I'm afraid it's more than ninety.
Mo Qian looked at it and suddenly frowned.
"Your husband is dead, your son...why can't he die?"
When the goddess heard this, her body tilted and she almost slipped and fell back.
After a while she stood up straight.
Looking up at Mo Qian again, the black eyes just now had a hint of blue.
She grinned at Mo Qian, like an eerie beast in the dark room.
"I can tell you everything, but not now. If you want to know, come and ask me in a month, and I will tell you everything I know."
"I don't, I can't wait." Mo Qian refused directly, which was very satisfying, "I want to know now."
When Goddess Yunhua heard this, she smiled.
He smiled like a ghost and was sinister.
The heels of her hands touched each other and were dragged in front of her chest, like holding a lotus flower. The place where the palms were held suddenly lit up, forming a halo.
In the middle of the halo, a black hole appeared like a time machine.
In the black hole, the cries of children could be heard intermittently.
Very small and very weak.
It was like a last cry for help when he was dying.
The orchid eyes of the Yunhua Goddess were slightly curved.
"Then you ask, and I'll call them to answer for you."
