Chapter Twenty-Seven: Mo Bangmo

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In the dry palm, a scorpion-tail-like curved music had broken in half, and the blood was clearly visible.

This person was dressed in a black robe, his head and face were hidden in the dark, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, his body was thin and slightly hunchbacked, and there were four or five people standing behind him.

After a while, one of the burly men stood up and said, "There is no need to be angry, it is better to let this Dharma Protector investigate first, if anyone dares to ruin our plan, it will be over directly." ”

"No need," the black-robed old man waved his hand, the old man's voice was as dry as a grinding saw, and the listener was uncomfortable, "Since you can break the old man's ghost array, someone must have broken into the Red Dust Hall by mistake, after waiting for so many years, the old man's twin spirit corpses are almost the same, since you took the initiative to send them to the door, let's try them!" ”

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Inside the Red Dust Temple.

The wave of ghost spiders gradually faded, and in a moment, there were only wreckage all over the ground in the main hall, Luo Shaobai and Bai Mo both stood in place without moving, it was obvious that since the moment they entered the main hall, they had become the target of others' attacks.

"It seems that the forces hidden in the shadows that you are talking about have begun to move, and it is really not authentic that we are in such a hurry to kill them all when we just came in." Luo Shaobai shook his head with a relaxed expression and said with a smile.

"Well, according to their way of doing things, they will definitely not give up, and I'm afraid that there will be a vicious battle later." Bai Mo also smiled kindly, with a wave of his long sleeves, he cleared a clean space, and carefully won the palace in his arms, and the tenderness in his eyes could almost pinch out the water.

"Ahem", Luo Shaobai coughed twice in embarrassment, although Bai Mo is not as stunning as Gong Ying, but his temperament is dusty, and the bewitching Gong Ying is in such a posture, no wonder she thinks about it.

"Isn't he still showing signs of waking up?" After a while, Luo Shaobai asked without words.

"Well," Bai Mo gently smoothed out the shallow folds at the hem of Gong Ying's clothes, and said with a slightly solemn expression: "Your Excellency has been asleep for a long time this time. ”

"Alas," Luo Shaobai deliberately shook his head and sighed when he heard this, "I'm afraid that someone is not greedy enough to swallow the elephant, and if he drinks too much, he will be devoured!" ”

How could Bai Mo not hear the sarcasm in her words, and he was not angry, he only shook his head and smiled: "Don't mind the Lord of the Luo League, Your Excellency has already been merciful this time." ”

Well, it's not that I'm merciful, and I even helped her with her name, meat animal.

Does she have to kneel three times and bow nine times to thank her?

Too lazy to engage in these verbal battles with him, Luo Shaobai turned his head to look at the void, his eyes swept all over the hall, and suddenly stopped in a corner of the hall, there seemed to be something on the wall, because the light was too strong, but she skipped it at first.

Avoiding the spider corpse at her feet, Luo Shaobai walked towards the wall, and when she looked closer, she found that there were some soft lines carved on the wall that resembled fonts, which were very similar to the fonts she had seen in the corridor before.

It's just that these seem to be more obscure.

Although he didn't know what was carved on this wall, Luo Shaobai always had a feeling that the key to leaving this hall might lie in this.

"What is said on this wall is the life anecdote of Mo Banmo, the fifty-third generation head of Momen, and Mo Susu, the daughter of the previous generation." Bai Mo stopped here with Luo Shaobai, glanced at the carving on the wall, and explained.

"Fifty-third generation?" Luo Shaobai couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, although she had suspected that Momen was not as rumored in the rivers and lakes, but she never thought that the history of Momen was so long, according to this number, this Momen has existed on this continent for more than a thousand years.

This kind of background is a little too terrifying.

"What's on the wall?" Luo Shaobai glanced at Bai Mo and asked.

She wouldn't ask him why he knew that, but if she did, she'd find out.

"According to what is said on the wall, this Mo Banruo was born in the Lai Ze period, and was adopted by the head of the Mo Sect at that time since he was a child, and this son was born smart and diligent in his work, and he was very liked by the head of the family," Bai Mo said eloquently, and then skipped the rest roughly, "The latter is about several major events in his life, he once defeated a strong enemy in the foreign region on behalf of Momen, and that battle can be said to have saved the entire Momen, and then, he was good at medicine, and once developed a miracle medicine," Bai Mo stopped reading this, and said with a puzzled face, "It seems that there is a deliberate omission here." , For this kind of miracle medicine directly brushed aside, and then it was said that this medicine suddenly disappeared for some reason, but fortunately, Mo Banmo didn't care about it at the time, and the matter was over for a long time. ”

There are probably some inconsequential deeds in the middle, Bai Mo directly skipped it, until the end, there were only a dozen words left, "In the end, as mentioned here, Mo Bomo inherited the position of the head of the family, and on the same day, he married the daughter of the old head - Mo Susu." ”

That's the synopsis.

Luo Shaobai couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this, the feudal consciousness of the ancients is really deep-rooted, and co-authoring this Mo Susu is a person who has passed by.

"Have you ever wondered if there is some kind of connection between the two people on this wall and the twin spirit corpses that you and I are facing right now?" At this moment, Bai Mo pondered for a moment and suddenly asked.

"I have thought about it," Luo Shaobai glanced at the hanging coffin from a distance, and thought seriously, "But there is some disagreement with reason, the person who engraves the words should have deep respect for this former head, and the things listed are all praises of merit, even if this is the case, how can it be refined into a dry corpse after his death, this is one of them; Second," Luo Shaobai paused, looked at Bai Mo and said, "Don't you think it's strange?" It was supposed to be a two-person mound, but now it has become a one-man coffin. ”

Carved beams and jade pillars, strange stone lanterns, glazed broken tiles, the atmosphere is magnificent.

Everything in the hall proves that Mo Ban Ruo is the only one who can defend in the Mo Gate, if the two twin spirit corpses are really their husband and wife, it can only mean one thing, someone after Mo Pan Mo's death, or before his death and burial, played with his hands to steal the beams and change the pillars, and replaced the original two mounds with the current one-piece coffin.

Also, if all this is true, then is it Mo or Mo Su who is lying in the coffin now?

Of course, judging from the figure reflected in the coffin, a red dress is more like the dress of the daughter's family, but why do you wear a red dress when it is a funeral?

Could it be that this person behind the scenes has unusual thoughts about this former head lady?

Looking at the crystal through the hanging coffin, Luo Shaobai became curious about the woman in the coffin for the first time, if that was the case, then what kind of alluring beauty was lying in this tomb, which made others crazy for her, she couldn't love her before she died, and she had to be made a puppet after death.