"Why is this wolf here?" As soon as he entered the ancestral hall, he was surprised by the fat wolf cub lying on the low table.

Last night, the wolf cub was used as a dog, and it was taken by it to drill the dog hole from the third courtyard to the fourth courtyard, and the wolf cub disappeared as soon as it reached the fourth courtyard, leaving only himself to watch the blood on the ground rise higher and higher.

I wanted to go back and return to the Sanjin Courtyard, but the wall behind me was so complete that there was not even a gap, let alone the dog hole, I was like being played by a wolf cub, I didn't enter, I didn't retreat, and I was trapped in the Sijin Courtyard again.

Looking at the sticky blood water flooding his calves, but he didn't even find where the blood came from, so he could only wade through the blood to find the highest place in the courtyard, just climbed the rockery, his hand slipped and his feet were empty, and the whole person fell into the blood and was choked unconscious, and then woke up and was already in the tomb with Wen Cheng.

Now that he saw this wolf cub in the ancestral hall again, Wen Qian wanted to give it a kick very much, and retaliate for it falling into the blood water, but after thinking about it, if all this is an illusion and just a dream of Mo Jiajia, then this wolf cub should have already turned into a pile of white bones, how can he bear to be angry with this fat and simple hairy cub.

"This is the offspring of the wolves that you used to raise, and you have been secretly going to the woods every day to feed the wolves for nearly thirty years, and if your father hadn't been born, he would probably have to keep wolves here for the rest of his life. There's an envelope under the low table, and it's full of pictures of you, and I'm sure you'll take it out and see it when you're ready. ”

Mo Shenghao is very happy, the two children are supporting themselves, and they must be dreaming.

"Why are you chained?" Wen Qian bent down to get the envelope, and asked Mo Shenghao curiously.

"The Mo family has been cursed by the demons, if you don't sacrifice your son to them, the entire Mo family will be wiped out, you must have a soft heart after recovering your memory, act according to the rules outside the Mo family's town, hold your father alive and die and don't let go to be filled in the well with him, and scold the ancestors of the Mo family...... Alas, he had violated all the taboos of the Mo family, if Shang Xin hadn't loved him too, he would have been dragged to the forbidden land to be skinned and buried alive. ”

Mo Shenghao remembered the past and cried again, and asked Cheng to hand the tissue in his pocket to Mo Shenghao, Mo Shenghao wiped his blood and tears and continued:

"Later, he really got the thing done, copied the family motto 10,000 times and took the child down the mountain, Shang Xin spent all the savings of the Mo family at that time, for the safety of your father and the safety of the people under the mountain, moved the entire Mojia town to the current place, and you were also born there."

"No wonder we have no memory of this place."

Wen Qian looked at the photos, from his birth to the birth of Wen Cheng, and then to the photo of himself when he was five years old, there is one every year, as well as a few photos of his father when he was a child, if there is no curse of the demon clan, he and Wen Cheng may have grown up in this ancestral house.

"But does all this have anything to do with you being locked in this ancestral hall?"

Wen Cheng helped Mo Shenghao to sit at the low table, and glanced at the photos in Wen Qian's hand, each of which was very worn, probably often taken out to look at.

"Without your father's filling of the well, the resentment emanating from the heart of the Emperor filled the entire Mo family, and because I was a side of the Mo family, I was disturbed by the resentment into the demon, and then I will not grow old for a long time, and I will torture and kill a family member every day to remind Shang Xin to remember to sacrifice the child to the demon clan."

"Grandma's reaction is slow enough, looking at the extent of the accumulation of white bones in the dry well, you have at least stolen the lives of no more than one or two hundred people."

Ask Orange to finally get the number and know where the white bones in the dry well came from.

"It's not that she's unresponsive, it's that you shouldn't exist in the first place, it's a butterfly effect, to save your father, you have to take someone else's life, and it is precisely because she never thought of this that she willfully took your father away."

Mo Shenghao smiled bitterly, raised his hand to take the photo in Wen Qian's hand, and looked at it again, with tears in his eyes as if recalling the past.

"You've been locked up for over forty years? The hands and feet are deformed. Only then did Wen Cheng carefully look at Mo Shenghao's hands and feet, which were deformed to the point that his bones were distorted.

"Oh, it's not about the chains, this hand can't make a fist because Shang Xin twisted this arm to catch me."

Mo Shenghao said the cruel reality very calmly, and showed a shy smile, hiding his hand behind him, embarrassed to show the two brothers and sisters.

"Didn't you even think about running away? The Mo family is like a cage, it's terrible, I'm not surprised at all by the decline of the Mo family, it's really the result of all the bad things. ”

Asked Orange to blurt out the words, which made Mo Shenghao embarrassed for a long time and didn't know what to take.

"Don't be angry if you ask Orange to say it casually, I have seen the memory of the ancestor Mo Chou, the older generation took the wrong path and indeed made the younger generations pay a bit miserable, but the descendants of the Mo family are all good, a bronze sword kills the remnants of the demon clan, and makes up for what the ancestors have done before."

Wen Qian said polite words, took out the bronze sword from his backpack and handed it to Wen Cheng.

"Me? May I? This sword won't split the illusion. ”

Wen Cheng took the bronze sword and understood what Wen Qian meant, he wanted to help Mo Shenghao pry the chain open, but this sword really wanted to pry the chain open, maybe it would disappear with Mo Shenghao.

"How can the bronze sword be in your hands? Didn't you say that you would never be allowed to take over the Mo family in this life? ”

Mo Shenghao was a little surprised when he saw the bronze sword, thinking that these two grandsons would not take over the Mo family, but he didn't expect that they would choose to inherit the Mo family after all.

"It's not what you think, it's Mo Jiajia...... It's bad, let's lose my aunt. Ask Cheng Gang to explain, and suddenly found that there was no trace of Mo Jiajia in the ancestral hall at all.

Wen Qian hurriedly ran to the courtyard, and at this time, Mo Jiajia was looking up at the moon, muttering in a circle around the courtyard:

"It's not like this, it's not like this......"

"She's enchanted?" Wen Cheng also chased after him, and saw Mo Jiajia asking about Qian's meaning so abnormally.

"Why don't I try? See if you can subdue her now? Wen Qian took out the bag from his pocket again, and aimed at Mo Jiajia, who was still walking, and was about to pull out the red rope on the mouth of the bag.

Mo Shangxin suddenly appeared and kicked Wen Qian when he raised his foot, and rushed over to hug the depressed Mo Jiajia.

"Jiajia, my aunt is late, are you okay?"

"Not like this, not like this......"

Mo Jiajia was still muttering that it wasn't like this, and Mo Shangxin didn't listen to what she said, so he picked up Mo Jiajia and ran to the ancestral hall, asked Cheng to quickly give way, and ran over to help Wenqian.

Everything that happened now is too different from what happened last night, and I don't know if I should get involved, or whether I should be involved or not, or watch it change with a cold eye, because Mo Jiajia at this time has not become a child at all, and grandma is carrying Mo Jiajia, who is as tall as her, into the ancestral hall.

"Brother, why did you drop a porcelain vase out of your pocket?"

Wen Cheng picked up Wen Qian, and saw the porcelain vase on the ground pick it up and handed it to him.

"Grandma gave me the medicine last night...... Wait a minute...... Last night, my grandmother asked me to take the porcelain bottle and go to the stove room to boil water, take a bath, and apply medicine. ”

"Brother, why are you talking about it?"

"I'm not talking anymore, I'm thinking, the dream is only limited to the road from the front yard to the backyard, the stove can still cook, and grandma can make medicine......"

"Brother, thank you for your words." Wen Cheng didn't understand Wen Qian's words at all, he was completely listening to the book of heaven.

"We misunderstood, we all thought that only by breaking Mo Jiajia's dream could we catch her soul of escape."

"Aang, isn't this nonsense? That's what Grandma meant. ”

"But didn't you think that grandma's soul is struggling to support her body, and she doesn't have to eat and drink at all, so why do you have to cook?"

"Huh?" Wen Cheng couldn't keep up with Wen Qian's thinking at all, and his brother was definitely stupid by Grandma's kick just now.