Seeing Mo Li's panicked retreat, the old housekeeper hurriedly took two steps forward, and just stretched out his hands, he saw that Mo Li was barely able to stand firm under Qiu Ju's support, so he stopped and withdrew his hands, and Shentai waited respectfully in place, and concluded that this matter had a lot to do with Mo Li;

"It's him! It must be him! It must be him! He must have taken the white head! This brute! I want to make your soul fly away, and you will never be reborn!"

In a trance, Mo Li seemed to have an understanding, suddenly his whole body was weak, he fell to the ground, cold sweat flowed, like crazy nonsense, his face was red and he shouted to the sky, and the hysterical sound resounded in the sky, startling away a group of birds that got up early to forage, and also frightened the old housekeeper and Qiu Ju;

"Xianggong! What's wrong with you? You must be good, don't scare the slave family!"

Seeing this, Qiu Ju threw herself to Mo Li's side, knelt on the ground, and watched his face change constantly, even looking a little hideous, trembling and dancing on all fours, like a deranged mad person, suddenly worried tears welled up, holding Mo Li's shoulders with both hands, crying silently;

"Childe! Don't blame the old slave for talking too much! When Childe said about him, did he mean Mo Tong?"

The bloodstains in the firewood room of Mofu, coupled with the speculation in his heart, the old housekeeper who is old and refined knows that Mo Tong is probably already a murderer, otherwise he is a little Mofu scholar, how could he make the dignified Mo family son so jealous, so he cautiously asked tentatively;

"Yes! It's him! It must be Mo Tong who has a grudge and is unwilling, and he can't murder this son, so he kidnapped Bai Shou, it must be like this, damn Mo Tong, he dares to touch the scales of this son, this son will definitely not let you go easily! You wait! Wait..."

Mo Li gritted his teeth and roared, hurriedly got up, and didn't even look at Qiu Ju who got up next to him, with a hideous face, bloodshot eyes, like a crazy beast, and ordered the old housekeeper in a crazy tone;

"You set off immediately, at all costs, looking for a capable person who can subdue demons and catch ghosts, this son must rescue Bai Shou, and must let Mo Tong's ghost pay a painful price, this son can kill you once, and he can kill you a second time! Do it quickly!

After Mo Li finished speaking, he turned around in a hurry and walked in the direction of the study, the cold voice, revealing a thick madness, came from afar;

"This matter, you must not make a noise, let alone mention it to your parents, otherwise, my son will tell you to live and die!

When the old housekeeper heard this, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he was so frightened that his soul did not possess his body, and Mo Li's crazy words confirmed the speculation in his heart, making him feel strange at the same time, and sincerely felt cold all over his body, he had lived for most of his life, and for the first time he saw a person who was so crazy that people were afraid, like a demon;

"Don't worry, Childe!

The old butler bowed in agreement, turned and hurried away, trotting all the way, not daring to delay at all, and his rickety figure quickly disappeared around the corner, leaving only a sad sigh, echoing in the cold morning breeze;

"Who is Mo Tong? ghost, kill once, kill again?"

Qiu Ju was dizzy by the words of Mo Li and the old housekeeper, especially the ghosts mentioned in Mo Li's mouth, as well as the undisguised murderous aura in the words, with the ferocious aura that came out of the crazy body, she was so frightened that she was silent, and she didn't dare to interject, and when she thought about it at the moment, she was even more flustered and timid;

"It's hard to be a good deal... Ahh

Qiu Ju stood in place, her eyebrows were furrowed, her pretty face was pale, she was contemplating, and the words of the two were connected together, vaguely, if she realized, at this moment, a cold wind blew, which frightened her into an exclamation, and she ran without hesitation, chasing in the direction of Mo Li's departure;

"Bai Shou! You wait for me! I will definitely rescue you! Mo Tong! You brute who is not sorry to die! If you dare to touch Bai Shou's hair, even if my son is bankrupt and fights for this life, I will fight with you endlessly!"

In the study, the bookshelves that had just been sorted out not long ago were once again poisoned by Mo Li, and the scenes of the past were staged again and again;

"Whoa!"

A book bound in the line, which was completely plunged into madness, was completely frenzied, and after flipping through it twice, it was casually thrown away and discarded aside;

"Boom!"

Impatient, and furious, Mo Li reached out to knock down the empty bookshelf, so as to vent the anger burning in his heart;

"Crackling!"

The frightened Qiu Ju came to the door of the study, listened to the chaotic movement inside, endured the fear in her heart, carefully pushed open the door, and before she entered the room, she saw several brushes of different sizes, inkstones and pen holders carved with dragons and phoenixes, and fell to the ground in the air;

"Xianggong! You don't want to be like this! No matter what happens! The slave family will be by Xianggong's side, and bear it with Xianggong, Xianggong, you must be calm! Don't do this again, okay? No matter what problems there are, as long as Xianggong is willing to speak, the slave family will accompany Xianggong to find a way, okay?"

Qiu Ju rushed into the room with tears streaming down her face, narrowly dodged the two falling paperweights, jumped over the messy books on the ground, hugged the crazy Mo Li tightly, sobbed silently to comfort, reached out and stroked Mo Li's chest, and comforted him with a worried face;

"Where, where, why is it gone?"

Mo Li looked around in a panic, muttering nervously, whispering softly to Qiu Ju, as if he hadn't heard it, a pair of bloodshot eyes, with the rotation of his head, looking for something everywhere, suddenly with an ecstatic expression, he pushed Qiu Ju who was holding him to the ground;

"Ahh

Qiu Ju is a female streamer, how can she resist the crazy Mo Li, the moment she fell to the ground, she let out an exclamation of sorrow, sad tears, like beads with broken threads, wet the books all over the ground, watching Mo Li fall to the ground frantically, grabbing a yellowed book;

"Hahaha... Found it!hahaha... You wait for Ben Gongzi, even if there are no immortal treasures, Ben Gongzi can still clean you up, hahaha... You're dead, get ready to die again!hahaha..."

Mo Li grabbed the yellowed book with both hands, turned over and lay on his back on the ground, his red eyes staring at the book in his hand, like crazy gibberish, hysterical crazy laughter, and ecstatic rolling all over the ground, as if he had seen the scene of Mo Tong's soul scattering;

"Xianggong! What's wrong with you? Why did you become like this! Who is that Mo Tong? I hate him! He caused you to hurt you, and you have become the way you are now, Xianggong! The slave begs you! Wake up!"

Qiu Ju, who was crying bitterly, rushed to Mo Li's side, stretched out her trembling jade hand, wiped the tears from the corners of Mo Li's eyes, and watched him laugh wildly at his own heart, but his blood-red eyes were full of tears, and the pain in his heart was like a knife, but he felt powerless, and secretly felt sorry for himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info