Murnu knelt down, her cheeks flushed, she grabbed Zhen Xun's arm tightly with one hand and shook it pleadingly, pointed to her mouth with the other finger, opened her mouth to speak, and the sound she made was also incomprehensible "Ahhhh

Murnu repeated the vague voice several times, and Zhen Xun could see from the shape of her mouth, and the words released by Muru in front of her were clear: "Help-help-me-".

Zhen Xun glanced at Ying'er, and after seeing the other party nodded, he recited the mantra of smelling his heart, intending to amplify the voice of Murnu's heart and listen to why she asked for help and what she wanted to express.

"Save Xiaomo, save my brother, he didn't mean to destroy the alchemy book. Spare his life—"

Before the two of them could finish listening to Murnu's heart, Zhen Xun's ears caught a sound piercing the air, and it was coming towards Murnu, and she raised her hand and swung a gas blade.

A fuchsia copper dart is inserted into the legs, leaving only the feathery tail end.

"What is the intention of pretending to be a deaf and dumb woman to blend in with the slave?" Liang Sheng strode into the room, and Zhen Xun suddenly understood that she mistakenly thought that the woman in front of her was pretending to be disabled and blending into the inner door.

Although Mo Nu couldn't hear it, she saw the scene in front of her and understood Liang Sheng's anger, she trembled, she pointed to her mouth with one hand, and then her hands hurriedly swayed, she couldn't speak, and the sound she tried to make was even more embarrassing.

"Lord Liangsheng, you have thought too much." Zhen Xun glanced back at the bronze dart that pierced into the table leg.

I saw that the copper dart seemed to be pulled out by an invisible hand, and then turned around and flew to Liang Sheng to stop, Liang Sheng's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then she stretched out her hand with black gloves and grabbed the purple gold feather copper dart hanging in the air, "Those who know do not speak, and those who speak do not know, which is the basic rule of the crime of silence." ”

"Master, you misunderstood, it was this goddess who cast a spell, and we only heard the voice of Murnu, and Muru did not deceive you." Ying'er explained aloud.

"Is the goddess of Geze Star descending? Liang Sheng was in a hurry and disrespectful. Liang Sheng's tone was not apologetic, but approached Murnu, pinched her chin with two fingers and lifted Murnu's face, wiped the tears from Murnu's face with the other hand, looked at her with a threatening look, and then hooked the corners of his mouth.

Mu Nu's eyes widened in horror, and he stretched out his little hand to grab Liang Sheng's hand, but Liang Sheng turned around and said, "These few days are the melting festival in Panlong City, Ying'er hasn't seen it yet, the goddess is from outside, maybe you don't know, I'll send someone to take you to see it." ”

After sending the chief guard to Zhen Xun and Ying'er as guides, Liang Sheng ordered that the slave who sought help from Zhen be imprisoned in the dungeon.

Munu kicked away a dead rat that had already stinked, leaning against the cold corner, even though it was April, April when Fangfei was in full bloom, there was still a bone-chilling chill in the dungeon, and the first time she was led by A-Niang, it was also in April when she stepped into the bronze door......

"Daughter, don't blame A-Niang for being ruthless." The always stern Ah Niang choked up and said that the white silk gloves had been soaked with medicinal juice and were a brown color, and if she could, she would rather her daughter be a healthy and happy little fool than a gifted ghost stonemason.

But yesterday, Mo Lan put a piece of Xuanshi in front of Ah Niang as if showing off, this is the best Xuanshi blade she secretly made, but Mo Lan did not wait for Ah Niang's praise, after seeing the Xuanshi blade, Ah Niang immediately turned her room upside down, the best Xuanshi blade and other Xuanshi were all broken, and the splashed fragments also painted Ah Niang's calf.

What Mo Lan didn't know was that that night, Ah Niang and Ah Father tossed and turned like herself, and early in the morning, Ah Dad asked a food doctor for 100 shell coins to buy a pair of dumb medicine: one shell dollar for medicine, and 99 shell coins for hush money.

Originally, Panlong City has always used copper shells, but since the beginning of trade inside and outside the city, even shellfish coins have begun to circulate in the city, and this food doctor has not known when he has established a rule to only accept shellfish coins.

Father sandwiched young Mo Lan between her legs, and clasped Mo Lan's two wrists behind her back with one hand.

"The master, it's all this time, what are you still talking about?" It was Mo Lan's father who spoke, and the "master" in his mouth meant Mo Lan's aunt - Mo Niang.

Panlong City has always respected women, and children also follow their mother's surname, even if the outside dynasty has become a world of great music, this city still maintains its conventions.

Mo Niang couldn't help but pour a bowl of black medicinal juice into the mouth of five-year-old Mo Lan.

It was bitter and astringent, Mo Lan couldn't help but want to jump down and retch, but was controlled by her father and couldn't move, Mo Lan was so excited that she fainted.

Smelling the smell of meat soup, Mo Lan on the bed woke up faintly, she wanted to call A-Niang, but her throat seemed to be choked by something, she tried several times, but she couldn't shout, she lifted the quilt and ran out.

In the stove room, it was the father who was cooking meat soup, he glanced at Mo Lan, and silently went back to the room to take out a pair of embroidered shoes, "Why did you run so fast, and I didn't wear shoes." ”

"Uh-" Mo Lan wanted to ask Father why he couldn't speak.

As if he had thought of something, Father stopped talking, and gently patted Mo Lan's dusty feet with his big hand, and put embroidered shoes on Mo Lan's feet.

This kind of embroidered shoes Mo Lan is wearing for the first time, and it is much lighter than the previous leather boots, but this kind of beautiful shoes can't get muddy and water, right? It doesn't seem to be suitable for climbing mountains to find Xuanshi.

"Our Molan has always been very sensible, and Father and Auntie also have difficulties, if you want to know why we gave you that medicine, follow Father first, and Father and Auntie will explain to you together, okay?" Father squatted down, looked at Mo Lan's dark eyes and said.

When the meat soup was cooked, the father brought the clay pot and bowl and spoon containing the meat soup to the bedroom on a small tray.

Mo Niang was still lying on the bed, one trouser tube was rolled up, and the miserable white calf was a wound that was still oozing blood, seeing Mo Lan follow her father into the bedroom, Mo Niang did not pull the trouser tube down.

Auntie, does it hurt? Mo Lan approached A-Niang, stretched out her white and tender fingers, and carefully touched the skin next to the wound.

"Boss, can't you stop bleeding after taking medicine?" Father sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Mo Niang's forehead.

"It's fine, it's much better on medicine than the day before yesterday, and I don't have a fever." Mo Niang took a bowl of meat soup brought by her husband with a thick gloved hand, "Has Alan eaten it?" I've been in a coma for three days, and I'm hungry, right? “

Mo Lan only remembered the hunger in her stomach when she heard Ah Niang's reminder, and on the table was the meat soup that Ah Father had served her, which was stewed very badly, and she felt comfortable in her stomach after drinking two bowls.

After eating almost, Mo Niang nodded at her husband, in the past few days that Mo Lan was in a coma, she had been thinking about how to explain to her daughter, she had imagined many kinds of daughters making trouble, but Mo Lan's well-behaved appearance in front of her made her feel more distressed.

"Alain, come here." Mo Niang motioned for her daughter to sit beside her, "Do you remember what A-Niang told you before, there is a stall owner who never bargains?" It is the one who exchanged ten months of hard work and a lifetime of love for Alain's little baby. “

Mo Lan nodded, Ah Niang told herself, when she asked Ah Niang where she was from, Ah Niang told her that there was a small stall owner who never bargained, and he had a lot of strange things Hope, health, fate, and soul...... There are a lot of things that Mo Lan doesn't understand, she only asked Ah Niang to help her change a few times: with a whole day's hard work in exchange for a piece of sweet starch candy, with ten days of labor in exchange for bright impatiens nails, after accidentally tripping over a little friend, Mo Lan, who was afraid of being blamed by adults and hiding, also received a bamboo slip from the stall owner Tuo A-Niang, A-Niang said that the stall owner told her that as long as Mo Lan is a good child who has the courage to take responsibility, he will give Alan a lot of free good luck in the future.

"The stall owner told Ah Niang that as long as Mo Lan endured it for twenty years and did not speak, he would give Mo Lan a lifetime of health, as well as a lifetime of peace of mind for Ah Niang and her father."

Is health important? Mo Lan couldn't make a sound, but just looked at A-Niang suspiciously.

"Alain, is it very curious to know why A-Niang will agree? Because health is a very important, very important thing. With health, you can bask in the sun freely, you can wear beautiful clothes, you can happily climb trees and touch fish, you won't be like A-Niang, the wound will take a long time to heal, and you don't have to be like other women in Panlong City, who have been wrapped in a black robe, have a pair of hands that fade every month, and can't even hold a cup of hot tea...... Mo Niang's voice gradually became smaller, and she didn't say the sentence that she could only live to be forty years old.

Mo Niang is already thirty years old, she still has ten years, ten years, I'm afraid I won't see Mo Lan marry a husband and have a daughter.

Thirty-year-old Mo Niang has been a ghost stonemason for twenty-five years, and she only learned the secret of the inner door a few years ago. Originally, she was not a member of the inner door of the Xian family, and she was not qualified to be a ghost stonemason at all, but I don't know when the head of the inner door of the Xian family decided to cultivate some children with foreign surnames, and this is how she was selected when she was a child.

After being chosen, in addition to supervising a group of children like her every day, the masters also required them to bathe in the hot spring at the inner gate every day and drink a strange tea every day.

Her skin and her companions grew pale, and later, during a bath, a scream caught everyone's attention: one of her companions had lost half of his human skin! The translucent skin fluttered in the bathing pool, the pink new skin and flesh slowly turned red in the soup pool, and the face of the little friend also became hideous.

The peeling of the little friend starts from the fingers, and the peeled fingers are soaked in the light green soup spring, like crumpled dried dates.

But the master was not surprised, they took the little girl away, and when they saw the partner again, she was already wrapped in a black robe, and slowly, there were more and more partners wrapped in black robes.

Until her, the first peeling was only a little imperceptible itching, and then there was more and more obvious pain, heat, and itching, and the skin that had just molted was sensitive and abnormal, and could not be sunburned, and a little warmth would be burned, so the robe and gloves were the standard for ghost stonemasons.

During the latest peeling, Mo Niang let her husband hold down her hands and feet, and the untouched position was the itching of insects and ants, and the skin that was touched was a sharp pain like fire, Mo Niang bit the handkerchief, and her forehead was densely beaded with sweat, and she secretly made up her mind that she would never let her Alan suffer such pain!