After Si opened the door, he saw two little girls, Li Siyan and Chen Yin, nervously coming in.

Jiang Yuan asked unhappily:

"What's the matter?"

The two little girls lived in the guest room next to Jiang Yuan, but they didn't expect them to come to the door at a critical moment.

Just listen to Chen Yin's answer:

"Father-in-law, there were ghosts during dinner before, so we were afraid of ......"

Li Siyan also pulled Jiang Yuan's clothes and said:

"We didn't dare blow out the candles and we didn't dare sleep. Father, will you sleep with us?"

Jiang Yuan frowned:

"You are all such big people, where do you need me to sleep with you? Obedient, go back and sleep by yourself, I live next door to you, even if there is really a ghost coming, I am here. ”

Chen Yin saw Mo Xue in a black robe in the house at this time, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"Sister Mo, are you there too?"

Mo Xue smiled a little embarrassedly:

"Two young ladies, I happen to have something to ask Lord Jiang Duo for advice. ”

Chen Yin nodded hurriedly, just as if it was really the case, and at the same time, she also began to blame herself in her heart for disturbing her father-in-law and Sister Mo to discuss important matters.

Li Siyan was not so easy to fool, she frowned and said:

"I'm young, but I know everything! I've heard people say that if a lonely man and a woman live in the same room, they will sleep together. Father-in-law, if you are willing to sleep with an outsider, won't you sleep with us either?"

"What is this?" Jiang Yuan said depressedly, "Where did you hear these words?"

Chen Yin asked as if she didn't understand:

"Sister Mo is also afraid of ghosts, so she didn't dare to sleep alone, so she came to find her father-in-law?"

Mo Xue nodded stiffly with a reluctant smile on her face.

Li Siyan said dissatisfiedly:

"Then you go to sleep with your father, we will sleep with our father-in-law!"

Chen Yin was a little nervous about Li Siyan's rudeness, and she proposed:

"Otherwise, let Sister Mo sleep well with us and my stepfather......"

"No!" Li Siyan refused without thinking, she thought about it, and suddenly added: "Unless...... She was willing to teach us how to dance. ”

Chen Yin's eyes lit up when she heard this:

"Yes, yes, I want to learn to dance too!"

In the previous hall, Mo Xue's wonderful dance made the two little girls envious, and they also hoped that they would have that ability.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but say at this time:

"Shut up, as long as you go back to your room and sleep, and you don't need to come out again, I'll let Sister Mo call you dance." Don't worry about ghosts, ghosts have been killed by my father-in-law, and there can be no more ghosts in this villa...... Wait,!"

Jiang Yuan's expression changed, and his eyes looked coldly in a certain direction outside the house.

The aura of the ghost has reappeared!

............................................................................................

In the ancestral hall of the Mo family in Yugong Villa, incense burners, fruit plates, and tributes are placed on the table, and the candles on both sides are dancing faintly.

The candlelight could only illuminate the neat rows of cold tablets on the altar, but it could not illuminate the darkness in the surrounding corners.

Mo Leng knelt on the ground alone, his head hanging deeply.

He had many things to ask his wife, but he couldn't. After wandering in the backyard for a long time, he could only come to this ancestral hall alone to confess:

"The ancestors of the Mo family are on top, and the descendants of the Mo family are not ashamed of the ancestors, and the foundation of the Mo family is difficult to protect in my hands. Moreover...... The wife of the hair, Mo Li's ....... was confused by demons, she still ...... Still...... The descendants Mo Leng had no face to come to see him, but now that the Mo family is about to fall, he also hopes that the ancestors and ancestors will be able to protect Tianci and Xue'er and they can grow up safely......"

The offering platform is built very high and in the shape of steps, and rows of wooden tablets are arranged in order from top to bottom according to their generation, like cold and indifferent faces, ruthlessly and numbly looking down at the descendants who kneel below.

After a self-confession, Mo Leng sat on the futon weakly alone, staring blankly at the snowflakes falling outside the ancestral hall.

The recent events happened too suddenly, and they continued to accumulate strength, and after the arrival of Jiang Duo and his party today, it was as if they had reached a critical point, and they all erupted suddenly.

He didn't know what he had done wrong, he loved his wife and children, treated his subordinates well, and made friends. Even he didn't take a concubine, and he had long since cut off contact with other women when he was young, and only guarded his wife.

But the catastrophe is still approaching little by little, which Mo Leng can clearly feel and believe.

The whole cottage became more and more strange, and the people often gathered together to whisper, and when they approached, they dispersed to themselves.

This shouldn't have been a strange thing, maybe it was just because they were too coercive and made them nervous.

But Mo Leng found that the subordinates had become more and more respectful and fearful of their wives, and their attitudes towards their wives were the same as ...... Like a god.

When more and more subordinates became like this, Mo Leng had already begun to be absolutely wrong, and even he had a feeling of being rejected and isolated by everyone.

On the surface, he is still the owner of the villa, but I don't know when, the power of the villa has been firmly controlled by his wife.

For Mo Leng, it didn't matter too much who was in charge of a family, until he found out that his wife was ......

A slight footstep came, stepping on the snow and slowly approaching.

Even if he was contemplating, for Mo Leng at the peak of the Four Extremes Realm, he still captured it keenly.

Mo Leng sighed, his eyes began to flicker with anticipation, he was really familiar with this footstep.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the gorgeous Mrs. Mo finally appeared outside the ancestral hall.

At this time, the bruises on Mrs. Mo's face had completely subsided at some point, and she had been carefully dressed, and she had long since lost her previous embarrassed appearance, and her whole person became radiant, revealing a strange look on her face.

Even though she was over thirty years old, Mrs. Mo was still young without any signs of aging, and age brought her a mature and charming charm, making her like a bright and blooming peony.

"Sir. ”

Mrs. Mo called softly, and then stepped closer to the ancestral hall.

Mo Leng was still sitting on the futon, and he still wanted to maintain the majesty of the head of the family:

"Who let you out? I have already ordered my subordinates not to leave the room!"

Mrs. Mo did not answer, she came to Mo Leng and sat down, looking at her husband tenderly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The couple looked at each other speechlessly, and the atmosphere was silent.

Snowflakes were still falling outside, but inside the ancestral hall had begun to become cold.

The candle on the offering table fluttered for a while, and one was blown out by the inexplicable cold wind, only the remaining one was still burning faintly, and the light around it became more and more dim.

After a long silence, Mrs. Mo finally began to speak:

"Master, no matter what the concubine does, the master will support it, right?"

Mo Leng replied calmly:

"I don't dare to say that I have a clear conscience, but I also know that my family comes first in everything. I just want to keep my family safe. ”

Mrs. Mo showed a charming smile and said softly:

"Master, the concubine understands...... The concubine also hopes that the master, Tianci and Xue'er will be good. Please also believe in the concubine body, the concubine body will definitely allow you to enjoy the top happiness that cannot be enjoyed in this world. Fame, power, and lust are dwarfed by the bliss bestowed by the gods. As long as everyone follows the concubine together......"

When Mo Leng heard that his wife was still mentioning some gods, an angry face appeared on his face:

"Madam, wake up! Where are the gods, you are bewitched by demons!"

The charming smile on Mrs. Mo's face disappeared little by little, and she said softly:

"Master, it's been a long time since you've combed your concubine's hair. Tonight, you can comb the concubine's body again. ”

Mo Leng's face was full of doubts:

"Comb your hair?"

I saw Mrs. Mo take out an ivory comb from her sleeve and stuff it in Mo Leng's hand, then turned around and sat with her back to Mo Leng.

Mo Leng sighed and stretched out his hand to untie Mrs. Mo's delicate bun.

A green silk hung down softly, like thick ink.

The comb made of white ivory was gently combed along the shiny black hair in Mo Leng's hand.

This feeling made Mo Leng lose his mind for a while, he seemed to have returned to the beginning of his new marriage with his wife, at that time the two had no children, and their love was strong, as if there was no one else in the whole world, only each other.

As the comb reached the end, Mo Leng's eyes became cold again, and they were full of intense jealousy.

He struggled for a long time, and finally spoke:

"Some time ago, Lang Zhong secretly told me after seeing a doctor for his wife, and his wife ...... Pregnant...... Pregnant...... Joy Pulse. ”

The last two words seemed to be extremely difficult to speak, and Mo Leng almost bit them out.

Mrs. Mo still had her back to Mo Leng and let Mo Leng comb her hair.

Mo Leng's face was almost distorted, and tonight he was finally able to say everything from the bottom of his heart from the bottom of his heart:

"Na Langzhong was thrown into the canyon by me...... Madame, you know, since giving birth to Cher and God, I ...... I can no longer have children. Madame, can you tell me who that man really is?!"

In the end, Mo Leng was a little more excited and had a little more strength in his hand, and the ivory comb was suddenly broken by him.

Mrs. Mo sighed faintly and said:

"Master, can't you see through it? All ethics and morality in this world are just like shackles, imprisoning the world. Other than that, there is no point. In the eyes of the gods, all mortals are slaves, without distinction, without connection, without parents and children, without husband and wife, without respect or inferiority—"

"Don't tell me about your gods again!"

Mo Leng was furious, and the comb that was broken in his hand was slammed to the ground by him, smashing to pieces:

"I just want to talk about you and me! I just want to know who that person is! I just want to know...... You don't think I'm your husband!"

Mrs. Mo smiled softly:

"Master, it seems that you still don't understand the power of the gods, so you are obsessed with the feelings of the red world. That's it...... By parting the hair of the concubine, you will be able to move closer to the heart of the concubine. ”

At this time, I saw that the soft hair on the back of Mrs. Mo's head suddenly rose and fell, as if something was squirming inside.

Mo Leng stretched out his hands in surprise and parted the black hair on the back of Mrs. Mo's head.

A strange human face was revealed inside!

The man's face was gloomy and pale, his eyes were full of red, and his pupils were as small as grains of rice, and two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down from them.

The mouth was wide open, as if it were screaming silently.

The oozing chill made Mo Leng's scalp tingle, and he looked at the strange face that appeared among his wife's black hair close at hand, and even his breathing stopped in an instant.

A pair of gray human hands reached out from between the hair on both sides of the man's face and grabbed Mo Leng's head violently.

Mo Leng's body began to struggle violently, but it soon turned into a weak convulsion, and finally there was no more life, until little by little, the gray hands dragged into the mouth of the strange face deep in the black hair.

He didn't see it until the end, and a pleased smile appeared on Mrs. Mo's gorgeous face:

"Sir, the gods will give you endless bliss, and in the end you will thank the concubine. Hehehehehehe......"