Chapter Twenty-Three: The Red Gate Inn (Twenty-Three) Mo Chen's Death
"You mean, because of Xu Yaohua's identity, his ultimate purpose is likely to be opposed to ours?" Mo Chen said, he thought in his heart, since they came here, and they were temporarily stranded due to the weather, plus the strange things they encountered in the Qian Mansion, all pointed to an end point, that is, to ask them, the so-called passers-by, to crack many strange things about the Qian family and expose the truth hidden in the shadows.
Xu Yaohua is different, judging from the initial task he revealed, the reason why he had to drive away the visitors was that this group of uninvited guests who came suddenly would prevent him from doing anything, or someone would discover some of his secrets. In addition, what Mo Chen had learned before was that since the second aunt's accident, Mrs. Qian had never shown up, and everything was handled by Steward Xu. And the first thing Steward Xu did was to dismiss almost all his subordinates, what is the reason for this?
"According to you, your identity is different from ours, so what is your mission?" Mo Chen asked suddenly.
Zheng Yi, who was caught off guard, was suddenly stunned, and a nameless fire suddenly ignited in his heart, and said in a slightly angry tone, "I told you the truth with good intentions, but you doubt me?" If I really want to hurt you, why do I have to tell you so much?! ”
Mo Chen snorted coldly, and didn't appreciate it, "Angry so soon?" What are you doing in a weak heart?! ”
"Weak heart?" Zheng Yi stared at the window incredulously, as if he could penetrate the window and look directly into Mo Chen's eyes. Zheng Yi shrugged his shoulders with resentment, and said word by word with his teeth pouted, "Okay!" If you don't believe me, then ask for more blessings for yourself! With that, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Zheng Yi left angrily.
After Zheng Yi left, Mo Chen nested in the corner of the firewood room alone, repeatedly recalling the different roles and different tasks that Zheng Yi had just raised. Thinking about it, Mo Chen gradually closed his eyes sleepily, and just as the last trace of consciousness wandered, suddenly a black shadow moved in the room, Mo Chen chuckled and opened his eyes suddenly. There was still no change in the room, Xiaomei and Sun Ma were lying motionless, "Who?" Mo Chen shouted.
"It's so cold......"
The faint female voice suddenly remembered from behind Mo Chen, showing weakness in the sorrow, Mo Chen turned around violently, and saw a young woman in a white dress, looking at him sadly.
"Who are you?" Mo Chen asked, the dim light hit the woman's face, and it was hazy and difficult to see her facial features.
"Childe, I'm so cold! Can you hug me? The woman's weak figure approached Mo Chen flutteringly, and her ethereal voice was full of softness, like a dream.
In an instant, Mo Chen seemed to have been poisoned by Gu and was hooked, and he held the woman in his arms in a daze. The woman's cold body shrunk into Mo Chen's arms and trembled, and for some reason, Mo Chen suddenly sprouted a desire to protect and hugged the woman tighter. The woman groaned, raised her head, and her soft hair tickled Mo Chen's chin.
"Childe!" The woman stood on tiptoe close to Mo Chen's ear, and called softly, and Mo Chen, who was scratching with heavy gasps, couldn't help but feel a commotion in his heart. The woman seemed to deliberately mess up Mo Chen's mind, and suddenly bit lightly on Mo Chen's earlobe, and a stream of heat instantly hit Mo Chen's whole body, he suddenly pushed the woman down the wall, and then the beast bit the woman's cherry mouth like eating, and sucked it feverishly. The woman writhed her body cooperatively, and the moaning sound disturbed Mo Chen's heart, his brain was blank at the moment, and he just wanted to indulge himself and let his body do what it wanted......
Watching Mo Chen hang the hemp rope on the beam of the room like a wandering spirit, moved a wooden stool to cushion it underneath, squinted his eyes slightly, stepped onto the stool with a blank gaze, and put his head into the rope loop.
Xu Yaohua, who witnessed all this through the crack in the door, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to the person next to him, "Madame, what a good means!" The stupid boy obediently hit the road. ”
The person hiding next to the pyre outside the door was Mrs. Qian, and after listening to Xu Yaohua's words, she hummed, and the cigarette pouch pot in her hand knocked on the ground, extinguishing the fire. Mrs. Qian snorted coldly and slowly spoke, "Western analgesics, coupled with the acacia that has been spread in the rivers and lakes, I didn't expect it to have such a miraculous effect." ”
Seeing that Mo Chen's feet were forced, the stool fell to the side in response, and Mo Chen struggled twice in the rope loop, and then stopped moving. Xu Yaohua let out a sigh of relief, "The big thing has been accomplished, and Mrs. can sleep in peace now." ”
Mrs. Qian leaned close to the crack in the window, glanced into the room, and confirmed that Mo Chen was dead, and also let out a sigh of relief. Xu Yaohua said, "As soon as I am bright tomorrow, I will let those students bring back this kid's body, and then drive them out, so as not to cause any more trouble." On the official side, I will find someone to take care of it, and Mrs. only needs to make up for one or two of the silver stickers. ”
When Mrs. Qian heard this, she immediately lowered her face and said, "Those students, it's still useful for me to keep them." ”
Xu Yaohua snorted coldly, looked sideways at Mrs. Qian, and sneered, "Madame, you don't trust me!" ”
"The so-called cooperation can only be balanced by equal strength and balanced interests." Mrs. Qian did not back down.
"Shh Xu Yaohua suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two, and listened carefully, "Someone is coming." Mrs. Qian was stunned, and then quickly hid behind the firewood room.
The sound of hurried footsteps, mixed with the sound of rain, ran towards the firewood room, Xu Yaohua looked in the direction of the sound, and Zheng Yi ran over in three steps and two steps.
"Uncle Xu~~~" Zheng Yi panted and ran to Xu Yaohua and called, "Eh, I can be regarded as finding you." ”
"What? Panicked. Xu Yaohua reprimanded.
Zheng Yi put his pestle on the wall, and said anxiously while breathing, "That group of students is making a fuss in front." ”
"Oh?" Xu Yaohua was surprised, Zheng Yi curiously glanced at Mo Chen inside through the crack in the door, and couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise and shouted, "He ......"
Xu Yaohua gave him a blank look, "What are you shouting!" ”
Zheng Yi pointed inside and stammered, "He...... He ......"
Xu Yaohua snorted coldly, "He intended to rob the Qian family's property and kill the eldest young master, and he was caught knowing that there was no place to turn around, and now he committed suicide in fear of crime, which can be regarded as the retribution he deserves." ”
Before Xu Yaohua's words fell, the group made a lot of noise like a small detachment of the rebel army, shouting and walking towards the firewood room, Xu and Zheng looked at it, it was Meng Xinyao and other students.
"Let us sir!"
"Framed ~~~"
……
Everyone came to the door of the firewood room, and shouted at Xu Yaohua, Zheng Yi looked timid, hid behind Xu Yaohua, and before Xu Yaohua could speak, Zheng Yi raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the firewood room, and said with a stammer, "Let go...... I can't put it down. ”