151: "The Immortal Miss Qiao Er"

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The steward cursed, followed by a woman's gentle sneer.

Mo Zhenzhen recognized the voice as Mrs. Cui's.

The steward didn't expect that this woman could be so arrogant at this stage. The hand that was about to hit her stopped, and his eyes on her became cautious, as if he was thinking about what else she could rely on.

The room was quiet for a while, but Mrs. Cui became impatient.

"You can hit a useless man if you want. It's not the first time anyway. A man who can only hit women is really useless."

Then there was a 'pop' sound, and the slap really fell.

Mo Zhenzhen adjusted her hiding position, and while hiding herself, she began to observe the room. She saw Mrs. Cui, who was tied to the bedpost in disheveled clothes, with her cheek knocked sideways but still looking indifferent.

After the steward finished the slap, he began to untie the thing hidden in the belt around his waist. It turned out to be a soft whip.

The steward stroked the soft whip on his hand lovingly, and then whipped it out. The sound of the whip hitting the flesh was extremely loud, and the skin where Mrs. Cui was whipped was torn apart. Mrs. Cui, who was still very tough at first, even bit her She clenched her teeth, which made her cry out in pain.

The steward didn't care what would happen to a weak woman with this whip. One whip was simply not enough. He didn't even give the lady any time to breathe. The second whip was raised high and fell hard!

Even though the madam had been prepared in her heart, she closed her eyes tightly at this moment, and her body tensed and shrank uncontrollably.

However, the pain she expected did not come. Instead, she heard a painful 'ho ho' sound and the sound of the whip falling to the ground.

Mrs. Cui suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the steward holding his bleeding neck. Blood spurted out of his mouth and nose. His face quickly turned red, then purple and blue, and in the end he didn't even make a decent sound. , he immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground twitching.

After he fell to the ground, Mo Zhenzhen was revealed standing behind him. The hairpin in her hand was still stained with blood. She calmly took out a handkerchief to wipe it, and then put it on her head again.

"Ma'am, you're fine."

Mo Zhenzhen believed that the lady knew her, and the lady did not pretend to be with Mo Zhenzhen. She seemed surprised. She was silent for a moment and then laughed, and then said a word to Mo Zhenzhen.

"I have met many people like you, not only nine hundred but also a thousand. You are the first person to stand in front of me at this time."

After saying this with a smile, the lady lowered her head and glanced at the steward who was lying on the ground and still twitching, and her expression turned cold and disgusted.

"Let him die like this, it's really easy for him."

Mo Zhenzhen also glanced at the steward who fell on the ground, and Mo Zhenzhen asked a more critical question.

"Will he fake the corpse? Or, if I kill him, will I be killed?"

"He won't fake the corpse, but you will indeed be hunted." Mrs. Cui smiled, maybe she was in a really good mood, and she pointed out a way to survive to Mo Zhenzhen.

"What they want to get rid of are 'bad' grapes. If you can change your identity before they kill you, maybe you can survive."

Mo Zhenzhen nodded and saw that Mrs. Cui seemed to be in a good mood, so she asked Mrs. Cui.

"Can you tell me about Miss Qiao Er?"

Mrs. Cui raised her eyebrows at Mo Zhenzhen and asked her back.

"You think I'll tell you?"

"Yeah." Mo Zhenzhen gave Mrs. Cui a straight shot. Mrs. Cui was amused by Mo Zhenzhen's reply, and she really answered this, which can be called the biggest secret in this ghost world.

"She, she is right where you can see her."

Mrs. Cui was smiling. Her answer was like a riddle. She told the truth, but she didn't think Mo Zhenzhen could guess it.

But Mo Zhenzhen just pondered for a moment, and then asked.

"Is it the Qiao family? She turned into the entire Qiao family."

The smile on Mrs. Cui's face froze, then disappeared little by little, and her voice became colder.

"Why do you think so?"

Why? What's the reason for this?

Mo Zhenzhen heard the noisy and messy footsteps outside, looked directly into Mrs. Cui's eyes, and Mo Zhenzhen tilted her head.

"It seems I don't have time to explain to you."

As soon as Mo Zhenzhen finished speaking, the messy footsteps outside stopped. In Mo Zhenzhen's eyes, Mrs. Cui had a strange change. She seemed to be getting older.

"Tell me, tell me how you guessed it."

Mrs. Cui seems to be very persistent about this issue.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't hide it, she actually talked about it.

This answer is somewhat confusing. Su Zhenzhen is an actor, and she and Mo Zhenzhen have also read a lot of scripts. Sometimes the screenwriter's imagination can transcend the sky. Not to mention turning a person into a mansion, it is just using the bones of tens of millions of people. The underground palace built, the blood pool filled, the walls built by souls... these are all child's play.

Anyway, when the screenwriter gets excited, he dares to write anything. As for how the director will film it later, that is something to be discussed later.

Of course, she wasn't just guessing. She also had evidence to support it, but it was just not rigorous.

But now that we have the answer, it’s easy to push back.

Mo Zhenzhen and Mrs. Cui talked about the regulatory issues of this mansion. An ordinary merchant's house occupies such a large place. Even if there is no government control in Guixiao, it seems abnormal.

Secondly, this mansion is very well maintained. Even such a remote courtyard is well taken care of, with no weeds or decay, which is also very abnormal.

Of course, the most important thing and the reason why Mo Zhenzhen had such speculation was Mrs. Cui's words.

"...and you said that Miss Qiao Er is wherever I can see it, and the only place I can see besides you is this house. Can you tell me about this Miss Qiao Er? Is she still alive?"

Mrs. Cui smiled again, but this smile was a little sarcastic.

"If you can survive, of course I am willing to talk to you."

The sound of footsteps sounded again, Mrs. Cui closed her eyes and ignored it, but Mo Zhenzhen had already broken the window and escaped!

It seemed that all the servants of the Qiao family came to hunt down Mo Zhenzhen, and they were fast, strong and ruthless. If Mo Zhenzhen fell into their hands, there would be no way for her to survive.

This was not the first time that Mo Zhenzhen had seen this situation. The reason why she dared to attack the manager was that she had already found a way to deal with it.

These servants are fast but not so nimble. On the contrary, it is Mo Zhenzhen. Although she usually looks like a fairy, she is actually very nimble over trees and walls. She is flying on the roof tiles. Mo Zhenzhen is as light and nimble as Really can fly.

In this way, Mo Zhenzhen almost walked across the entire Qiao family, and saw Mr. Qiao who was holding the hijab bride, unaffected.

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