In Mojiazhuang, a simple funeral was held, but it was very simple, and there were less than ten mourners who came and went.

Mo Shaofeng wore linen and filial piety, knelt on the mourning hall, did not cry, but was angry. Although Mo Yuncong is not respected, he is also the tenth elder of Mojiazhuang.

Mo Yuncong has made due contributions to the development and growth of Mojiazhuang in recent years. An elder was murdered, and instead of looking for the murderer, those in high positions of authority sat idly by.

There were a total of twelve elders in Mojiazhuang, one died, and the remaining eleven elders, including the owner of the village, did not attend Mo Yuncong's funeral.

Mo Yuncong's death was like an ant being trampled to death, and no one cared about it.

"Damn it, those well-dressed beasts. Mo Shaofeng clenched his fists with tears in his eyes, gritting his teeth. This world is so cruel, the strong are respected, and the weak are dogs.

There is a jujube red nanmu coffin on the mourning hall, and there are two wreaths next to it. There was no body in the coffin, only some clothing.

In addition to Mo Shaofeng, there are also Xiaocui and Fu Bo in the mourning hall. Old Fu Bo burst into tears and mourned the death of the old man.

Xiaocui lowered her head and looked depressed, she wanted to be a young grandmother and live a happy life, but she didn't expect the old man to die tragically. If the master dies, this family will be finished.

Mo Shaofeng has changed from a rich young master to a poor man. From heaven to hell, it turns out that the distance is so close.

Xiaocui is an ambitious woman who is willing to sacrifice her beauty and seduce the young master for the sake of a wealthy life. is also willing to betray the young master for the sake of a rich life.

Xiao Cui was anxious in her heart, she had already thought of a way out, instead of following Mo Shaofeng and waiting for death, it was better to find another way out.

Mo Shaofeng lowered his head and didn't say a word, when he suddenly heard footsteps. Mo Shaofeng was shocked, raised his eyes, and saw a pair of black boots.

Mo Shaofeng's eyes then looked up, only to see a girl appear in front. The girl was dressed in white, and her figure was graceful and slim.

The girl's skin is snow-white, with a pair of red phoenix eyes, curved eyelashes, a tall nose bridge, and a standard melon seed face, which looks noble and beautiful.

Duan Qingyu!

Mo Shaofeng was taken aback, she actually came to attend her father's funeral, it was really unexpected.

Duan Qingyu's face sank like water, and he bowed to the coffin three times, and then said, "Young Master Mo, the festival is smooth." When the words fell, Duan Qingyu turned around and left.

Mo Shaofeng looked at her back, and felt sentimental, at this time, it is not appropriate to say anything.

At noon, the funeral ended.

Mo Yuncong's coffin was transported out of the mourning hall and buried in the cemetery of Mojiazhuang.

Mo Shaofeng was alone, kneeling in front of the clothed mound, kowtowing a few times, burning some paper money, and waited until sunset before leaving the cemetery.

Mo Shaofeng returned to Jingxin Garden and saw a bleak scene.

The maids who used to serve Li Wanrong all left. Fu Bo, who was loyal to Mo Yuncong, was also forced to leave Jingxin Garden due to external pressure.

"Young master, I'm sorry. Xiao Cui looked sad, carried the package in her hand, and bowed deeply to Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng looked at her and said sadly: "Even you have to leave me." ”

"Young master, I'm ......" Xiao Cui wanted to speak and stopped, "Young master, after I leave, you have to take care of your body." ”

"Xiao Cui, are you going to take refuge in that young master?" Mo Shaofeng asked.

Xiao Cui hesitated for a moment and said, "The young owner is not disgusted and is willing to take me in." ”

Mo Shaofeng trembled as if he was struck by lightning, Xiaocui actually wanted to take refuge in Mo Wanjian. Mo Wanjian, a hypocrite, kindly took in Xiaocui just to fight Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng took out the jade jade bracelet and said, "Xiao Cui, I bought this jade bracelet for you from Longyang City, if you like it, just accept it." ”

Xiao Cui stared at the jade bracelet, sad for a while, the young master is very good to me, but what I want is glory and wealth, and no worries about food and clothing.

"Young master, I don't need it anymore, you can keep it for yourself. ”

"Xiaocui, you and I are master and servant, I don't embarrass you, go. Mo Shaofeng waved his hand and motioned for her to leave.

Xiaocui felt very guilty, but for the sake of glory and wealth, she had to betray her former master.

Mo Shaofeng's family is in the middle of the road, and finally understands what it means to be warm, when you have money, there are always some people who scold you, and when you have nothing, you can see clearly what people's hearts look like.

The phoenix that falls to the ground is not as good as a chicken!

Mo Shaofeng fell from a rich son to a poor man overnight.

Mo Shaofeng entered his mother's room and found her sitting on the edge of the bed, sobbing non-stop.

"Mother, as long as you have a son, you won't let anyone bully you. ”

"Feng'er, your father is gone, leaving only our orphans and widows. Li Wanrong looked tear-stained and haggard a lot, "The Mo family can't accommodate us, and in a few days, we will move out of Jingxin Garden." ”

"Mother, leaving the Meditation Garden, where do we live?"

"I don't know. Li Wanrong said, "The above meaning is very simple, either stay as a slave or leave Mojiazhuang." ”

"It's too much of a deception. Mo Shaofeng was furious, "Mother, you are also the wife of my father Ming Media, and now that my father is dead, they actually want to drive you away." ”

"There's no way around it. Li Wanrong lost her man, and her life of worry-free food and clothing was over.

"Mother, as long as I enter the top three in the sect competition, Jingxin Yuan can be saved. ”

"The top three are easier said than done. Li Wanrong continued, "This time the sect competition, there are more than 800 martial artists participating in the competition, and the worst is also Sanchongtian. ”

"Feng'er, you are a heavy sky, how to stand out and make it to the top three?"

"Mother, don't worry, I not only want to finish in the top three, but also defeat Mo Wanjian in the sect competition. Mo Shaofeng was full of confidence and vowed to raise his eyebrows.

"Feng'er, as long as you practice hard, you will be at ease for your mother. Li Wanrong couldn't believe her son's words, thinking that he was whimsical.

"Mother, I won't let you down. Mo Shaofeng left the room and walked out of the Meditation Garden, preparing to go to the bottom of the mountain to practice.

Several maidservants appeared in the courtyard of Mojiazhuang, including Xiaowei and Xiaohuan.

"Sisters, who do you see coming?"

"Isn't this Young Master Mo!"

"His father is dead, and the title of young master can be removed. ”

"It's so pitiful! Without my father as a backer, I'm a poor ghost now. ”

A group of handmaidens sneered and looked down on a playboy like Mo Shaofeng.

Xiaohuan's delicate body shook, walked over, and said with a smile: "Young Master Mo, what about the bracelet you promised me?"

Mo Shaofeng looked at her and said, "When I have money, I will definitely buy a bracelet for you." ”

"Young Master Mo, when will you have money!" Xiaohuan asked.

"When there should be money, there will be money. Mo Shaofeng's face sank.

Xiaohuan's face changed, and he sneered: "Mo Shaofeng, your father is dead, and you are now a poor ghost." ”

"I'm a poor ghost, but I'm ambitious. I'm not exhausted. Mo Shaofeng shouted loudly.

"You have ambition, you laugh at me. Xiaohuan said contemptuously, "Your ambition is to lie on a woman and find joy." ”

Mo Shaofeng was full of anger and snorted coldly: "When I have money, I will definitely lie on you and make you happy to death." ”

"Bah, this girl is as guarded as a jade, so she won't let a scoundrel like you make a profit. Xiaohuan glared with an angry expression.

"Miss Xiaohuan, your breasts are so big!" Mo Shaofeng stared at her chest and said with a smile.

"Fuck off, stinky rascal. Xiaohuan was furious and slapped him.

Mo Shaofeng shot like lightning, grabbed her wrist, sniffed it, and said with a wicked smile: "A commotion, a slut." ”

"You ......" Xiaohuan exploded and left in a huff.

"Miss Xiaohuan, I will ask you to open a room another day. Mo Shaofeng sneered and ignored these women.

Duan Qingyu is right, these women love vanity, and what they like is not you as a person, but the money in your hands.

Mo Shaofeng had already changed his mind and was not interested in these women. The person Mo Shaofeng likes in his heart is Duan Qingyu, but unfortunately, there is a misunderstanding between the two.

Mo Shaofeng didn't know how to express his inner thoughts, so he could only look at her silently and bless her.

Mo Shaofeng walked under the night sky, leaving a lonely back.

At the door of Mojiazhuang, a young man appeared, dressed in black, sneaky, and didn't know what to do.

Mo Shaofeng stopped, took a closer look, and found that the man in black had a scar on his arm. Mo Shaofeng remembered that in Cuiyun Town, he was attacked by two men in black, one of whom was cut on the arm by a dagger.

Mo Shaofeng woke up suddenly, could it be that this man in black was the killer who attacked me in Cuiyun Town.

The man in black walked out of the gate, left Mojiazhuang, and quickly disappeared on the mountain road.

Mo Shaofeng quietly followed, and in order not to be discovered, he put on a monkey face mask.

(End of chapter)