Chapter 1: The Grave
"There are rules on the ancestors of the Mo family, women are eighteen years old, and men can make their debut and travel at the age of fifteen, and go to the tomb with their elders. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The crisp voice echoed in the ancestral hall.
"Mo Sheng, how old are you this year?" An old man with gray temples and eyes full of calculation and shrewdness.
"Uncle Hui, twenty years old." Mo Sheng's knees were a little numb, his hair was messy, and his clothes were shabby, as if he had just fled and returned, and indeed he had just fled.
The old man stroked his beard, this girl looked delicate, and it was a pity to go to the tomb. If she doesn't go to the grave, she has to "Ahem, then why don't you go to the grave!" ”
"The Mo family has a big business and a solid foundation. The third brother's commercial house needs to make money from the tomb? Mo Sheng's expression froze: "Could it be that the Mo family is poor, does it need me to go out to the tomb to make a profit?" ”
"Rebel, this is handed down from the ancestors!" Mo Tianshan patted the table excitedly, and his beard trembled angrily.
"However, I have never seen you go to the grave since I was a child!" Mo Sheng knelt on the ground, her back was straight, and she knew that her uncle didn't have any good intentions. "Besides, Mo Li is older than me, and he hasn't been to the grave!"
"You, you" Mo Tianshan's fingers trembled, pointing at Mo Sheng, "If you don't go tomorrow, I will expel you from the Mo family, your father's baby, don't want to take it back in this life!" ”
Mo Tianshan's crutches slammed straight to the ground, and the marble floor of the ancestral hall "banged". "Hmph", leaving the Mo family ancestral hall, he will not let his family Li'er go to death, old to have a son, a pair of children, how can he be willing. This girl is a scourge to stay, and she should have died a long time ago. Thinking of her father, a trace of viciousness flashed in Mo Tianshan's eyes.
"Let me go to the grave?" Mo Sheng snorted coldly, afraid that he was not so kind. This time he must have reaped a lot of benefits, and he should be indispensable for cooperating with foreigners, she clenched her fists and chuckled, I am afraid that there will be no return.
。。。。。。。。。。。 A row of ornate dividing lines
"Uncle, aunt, third uncle, third uncle and aunt!" Mo Sheng thought that she would have to face so many people's faces when she returned to the old mansion, and she had goosebumps all over her body, everyone seemed to be gentle, but it seemed like a hidden knife, maybe when you were injured that day, you would be given a fatal knife. The only person who is good to her here is the third uncle and mother, who treats her as her own, and the third uncle Mo Tianbao is silent, but he is loyal, only they are the family, which makes her feel at home.
"You said that this book is read, why don't you know how to say hello to your third brother and second sister?" The eldest aunt, Wen Xiu'er, pointed at her with her fingers painted with bright red nail polish. The water-colored blue and white cheongsam, the coat is a newly bought mink, and you know at a glance that it is worth a lot. Mo Sheng secretly gave her a roll of his eyes, at this age, and dressed himself up like a flower. It's so fat, I don't know how to put it in.
"Second sister, third brother!" Mo Sheng said reluctantly.
"Sheng'er, sit down!" The third uncle and aunt kindly pulled Mo Sheng to sit next to her. "Don't worry, I won't let you go to the grave alone."
"Third Uncle" Mo Sheng took the dish handed to her by the third uncle, and the third uncle's face really got worse and worse.
"She should go, we have raised her for so many years for nothing?" Wen Xiu'er's shrill voice in her fifties was extremely uncomfortable to listen to, and the chopsticks in her hand slammed on the small bowl in front of her.
"Third brother and daughter-in-law, you also know that the fourth family has been doing business in other places all the year round, and they have long forgotten the things of this ancestor. I am past the age of going to the grave again, and my family Li'er will get married soon. His third brother ......"
"Big brother, I'll go!" Mo Tianbao never said a word, and everyone present was a little surprised when he opened his mouth at this time.
"Third brother, good job, big brother respects you!" Mo Tianshan raised the wine glass in his hand and raised it tremblingly in front of him.
"Third uncle!" Mo Sheng was in a hurry, she couldn't let the third uncle go to death like her! After all, the third uncle and mother were so good to her, and the third uncle and mother had never been very good, so she couldn't let Mo Tianshan kill two birds with one stone.
"There's your third uncle! Don't worry! The third uncle's mother patted the back of her hand.
Mo Sheng was completely anxious, she didn't want his third uncle to go at all, they went to the tomb this time, although those foreigners bought the land rights, but the organs in the tomb like this are also very dangerous, the third uncle and aunt are also in need of care, she can't let the third uncle go to the tomb anyway, Mo Sheng turned his head to look at the third uncle who covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed.
"My father's craft was passed on to me! Of course I have to go! Mo Sheng stood up and patted the third uncle's shoulder, which made her feel distressed, "So the third uncle just needs to take care of the third uncle." ”
"How can you let Sheng'er go by herself?" Wen Xiu'er said pretendiously, her eyes drifting to Mo Tianbao from time to time.
"I'm enough for myself!" Mo Sheng looked at Wen Xiu'er, and his eyes clearly wrote the idea of fighting less ghosts.
"She can just go!" Mo Tianshan is not stupid, he knows that as long as Mo Sheng makes his debut and travels, he will be a piece of sweetheart. The ancestors of the Mo family are all onmyoji, and the foundation is huge, just because each generation of the Mo family will have an onmyoji who is born with yin and yang blood. And their blood can exorcise evil spirits and cure all kinds of poisons. It can also be used as a medicine guide, if the onmyoji with yin and yang blood falls into the hands of others, and the corpse is made into blood, you can control the ghost soldiers, but this is all a legend. Mo Tianshan touched his chin with deep taste, he remembered that when he was a child, Mo Li almost died because of snake venom, and Mo Sheng's father just cut his index finger with a knife and gently put it on her lips, and within half a day, Mo Li was miraculously healed, and even the wound disappeared cleanly.