Chapter 245: Mu Qing's Story (1)
The guys chatted enthusiastically, drank wine, brushed the hot pot, and toasted to Mo Ling from time to time.
The shop was full of laughter.
Mo Ling hadn't eaten hot pot for many days, and he had a big appetite, and he kept brushing and brushing, and his stomach became round after a while.
Satisfied, he burped and leaned back in his chair to rest and continue to fight with the food later.
Mu Qing was almost full, put down his chopsticks, and swept his eyes to Mo Ling, "I have something I want to tell you." โ
Mo Ling was stunned, "Okay." He answered and walked upstairs.
Mu Qing got up and went upstairs.
There was a steaming stove downstairs, and it was cold upstairs, Mo Ling shrunk his neck and entered the private room, took out a fire fold and lit a stove, and sat on a chair to roast the fire.
"What's the matter?"
Mu Qing sat next to her and glanced at her, "Knowingly asking?"
Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, "Wait for you to take the initiative to confess." โ
Mu Qing stretched out his hand to the stove and roasted the fire, the light of the fire reflected his handsome face, and his eyes were indifferent.
"You should know, I'm a disciple of Medicine Valley. โ
"Yes, I know. โ
Mu Qing looked at her, "There's nothing you want to ask?"
Mo Ling smiled faintly, "I'll listen to what you say, if you don't say that you are my wooden shopkeeper." โ
The corners of Mu Qing's mouth hooked, and an apologetic look appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, I lied to you before." โ
"Originally, I felt very uncomfortable because you lied to me, but now I hear you apologize, okay, it's not uncomfortable. There was relief in Mo Ling's eyes.
Mu Qing was a little surprised by her confession, and when someone else met to say forgiveness, she was angry and resentful, there were few people like her who said it so bluntly.
Also, she is a peculiar woman.
His eyes looked at the scorching flames of the furnace, and he said in a light tone: "Those people in the Demon Palace should have briefly told you my identity, I am the only male disciple in the Medicine Valley, and I and Na Mu Xue'er are twins." โ
"Hmm. โ
At the mention of Mu Xue'er, Mu Qing's eyes flashed a touch of resentment, and continued: "The world doesn't know about the existence of Medicine Valley. The name of the lord of Medicine Valley is Mantuo, 'Since she was a baby, she abducted me and Mu Xue'er to Medicine Valley to refine poisoners, but fortunately, we are invincible to all poisons, so she taught me and Mu Xue'er poison techniques. 'That's what those people from the Demon Palace told you, right?'
Mo Ling was stunned, and looked at Mu Qing in horror, my mother, is he still human, how to say it!
Looking at her expression, Mu Qing already knew the answer, her eyes darkened, and her tone was mixed with a bit of hatred.
"Half of what they said is true, Mu Xue'er and I were abducted back to the Medicine Valley, but she is the only one who has a non-invasive physique, and I will exist in the Medicine Valley in order to refine medicine for Mu Xue'er. And the world doesn't know, Mantuo... It's me and Mu Xue'er's grandmother. โ
Mo Ling suddenly heard the news, and a shock appeared in his heart, Mantuo is Mu Qing's grandmother?!
"The Valley Master of Medicine Valley actually has a child?!"
Since the establishment of the Medicine Valley, I have never heard of Mantuo getting married!
"When Manda was young, he met a man he loved, fell in love with him and gave him everything, but he eventually abandoned him. Because of love and hatred, she killed the man, and since then Mantuo has become ruthless, and she doesn't know how many men she has killed to vent her hatred. Unexpectedly, she had that man's child, which is my mother. Mantuo doesn't like my mother, she lives a life that is worse than a slave in the Medicine Valley. When I became an adult, I escaped from the medicine valley and met my father, and the two of them had a crystal. But Mantuo knew about it, abducted me and Mu Xue'er back to the medicine valley, and killed my mother and my father. โ
Mu Qing's hand clenched unconsciously, his nails embedded in his palm without realizing it, and a trace of blood dripped down his palm into the fire.
His face was still flat, but there was a monstrous hatred in his eyes.
Mo Ling was stunned when he heard this, his pupils were slightly dilated, and he stared at his bruised face, he didn't expect Mu Qing's life experience to be so miserable, his parents were killed by his own grandmother!
He has always been calm and breezy, and there is obvious anger on his face at this time, so you can imagine how angry and hateful he should be.
I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, even if Mantuo hated men, but that was her biological daughter, how could Mantuo be so ruthless to her!
But what she couldn't figure out was how Mu Qing knew about Mantuo? It stands to reason that she hates Mu Qing and can't tell him those old things.
Confused, Mu Qing's voice sounded: "Those things were told to me by Grandma Mantuo. โ
At the mention of Mantuo this time, the anger and hatred in his eyes disappeared, replaced by full respect, and even his tone unconsciously softened.
Mo Ling was stunned and looked at him confused, what is the situation?!
Mu Qing ignored his bleeding hand, took out a piece of paper from his arms and opened it to face Mo Ling.
The painting is a woman dressed in purple, very beautiful and gentle, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and a kind color between her eyebrows, sitting on a low floor, holding a book in her hand, Mo Ling can feel her tenderness through the painting.
"What is this?"
Mu Qing looked at the person in the painting, and a trace of longing appeared in his eyes, "This is Grandma Mantuo." โ
"!" Mo Ling couldn't help but burst out after hearing this, ancient women gave birth early, but the mantuo was in her forties, but the woman in the painting looked only sixteen or seventeen years old!
Legend has it that there is a medicine that makes people young, but I didn't expect it to be true!
However, isn't Mantuo a cruel lord, how can it be so watery and gentle as it is painted?
Mo Ling was full of confusion and a look of obscenity, what the hell is this?!
Puzzled, he took out a small white porcelain bottle from his bosom and handed it to him, "Stop the bleeding, but what's going on?"
Mu Qing put away the painting, took the medicinal wine, and hooked his lips towards Mo Ling, "Thank you." โ
There was gratitude in the depths of his eyes, and there was a trace of dependence that Mo Ling couldn't understand, as if he regarded her as the only support in this world, and this was the first time he had shown this emotion.
Mu Qing rubbed the medicinal wine into his palm, and when he was done, he stuffed the white porcelain bottle into his arms, looked at Mo Ling, and spit out to her the story he had been suppressing and didn't want to mention.
His name is Mu Qing, he has been living in the Medicine Valley since he can remember, the Medicine Valley only accepts female disciples, and now there are more than 200 women with stunning appearances and excellent medical and drug skills.
It was a very beautiful place, with all kinds of flowers all over the valley, which would not wither for many years, and it was three points more beautiful than a fairyland.
Beautiful things are poisonous, and under the beautiful appearance of the medicine valley, it is extremely dirty.
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ps: I haven't updated it for a few days, so I'll post a chapter today. There is really no inspiration for writing in my hometown, usually a chapter of 3,000 words can be finished in about two hours, but this chapter of 2,000 words is hard to cut out word by word, and it took an afternoon to write......
emmm... I will go back to Shanghai in two or three days, and by that time I will be in the text, I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival!
Hehe, a little spoiler, when I finish writing Mu Qing's story, I'm almost going to Daozong, and the heroine of Daozong is about to grow up, the first half is almost over, and the second half is open.
At that time, the male and female protagonists will be a little abusive, and they will not be as happy as before, as the saying goes, a good little abuse is pleasant, and a big abuse hurts the body~~~
However, if you want to see the big abuse, I can also fulfill everyone's wishes!
So the question is, do you want to see small abuse, or big abuse......? (โยฐะทยฐ)-โก