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¡¾Tianyin Pavilion¡¿A close call

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    Hearing this, Master Xuanjing of Wusai Temple sighed: "Amitabha, Mr. Mo is indeed not the nephew of Master Xue, what an evil fate."

    Another person responded: "Ah is it him?"

    The surrounding monks were puzzled and asked: "What is him?"

    "It's the child who suggested to put Mo Ran in the dog cage mentioned earlier." The man said, "The age is similar to Mo Ran, and he is the son of Mrs. Mo." He was thinking like this, and suddenly he was enlightened.  He patted his head and suddenly said, "I understand, so you killed their mother and child, and the doves took over the magpie's nest, not because of greed, but because of hatred!"

    Some people felt very reasonable when they heard such an analysis, and cast contemptuous and sympathetic gazes at Mo Ran.

    "In this way, it makes sense."

    "Alas, there must be something pitiful for a hateful person."

    Amidst the moans and discussions, Mu Yanli cleared his throat, and the surrounding immediately became quiet.

    She said: "Mr. Mo, I heard that you have not had enough to eat and have been abused in Zuiyulou all year round. Your mother has always beaten and scolded you, isn't it?"

    Mo Ran said: "Yes."

    "The nanny's son is the one who made the idea to put you in the dog cage. Is it wrong?"

    "That's right."

    Seeing that Cai's guesses had been confirmed, everyone sighed more and more, and nodded left and right: "Oh, you see, it really is the murderous intent born of hatred. He must have hated the mother and son very much."

    They are right, how can they not hate it?  Mo Nian is the same age as him, but much stronger than him, because he is the son of the nanny, no one in the building dares to provoke him.  This child was vicious and mischievous since he was a child, and he loved to vent his anger on Mo Ran when he had nothing to do, stabbed the basket, and often framed Mo Ran.  Mo Ran will take the blame for any sneaky things.

    But Mo Ran is very honest, even if he is wronged, he dare not take revenge on Young Master Anian.

    At that time, he only ate one pancake a day. If he dared to talk too much, he might even have his last ration deducted, so he didn't say a word whether he was beaten, scolded or wronged.  In the dead of night, I would curl up in the woodshed where I slept and cry softly for a while.

    He didn't dare to make any noise, for if he woke up others, he would be punished with another severe beating.

    Mu Yanli asked: "Do you resent them very much?"

    Mo Ran raised his eyes, and there was almost a sneer in those eyes: "otherwise."

    Mu Yanli said: "But your surname still follows hers. You hate her so much, and you never thought of changing it later?"

    Mo Ran said: "The surname Mo is the righteous surname of Zuiyulou. Many servants who sell themselves here take this as their surname. We call Lady Mo "Ganniang" or "Grandma". Everyone is like this, and I am used to it.  There is nothing to change."

    "She treats each of you so badly?"

    "No." Mo Ran said, "It's just that she never liked me very much. Later, when I let Xun Fengwei go, she hated me even more."

    "Then how bad is Miss Mo treating you?"

    In fact, this is a very easy question to answer. Mo Ran has lived in the building for so many years. Only on New Year¡¯s Eve can I eat a piece of crescent moon meat, which is the fat meat that the guests have eaten half. Besides, there is only one piece of cake every day.  Eat, do the heaviest work, and if you are not careful, you will be whipped.

    But he really didn't want to say anything more, he simply said: "I don't want to talk about this."

    "Okay. It's harmless, let's change it." Mu Yanli asked again, "Because she treated you very badly, so at that time, when she asked you where Mo Nian was going, were you lying? Did you already have yourself in your heart?  care about?"

    Mo Ran said: "No."

    How dare he lie?  His wealth, life, clothing and warmth are all held in the palm of the nanny.  So upon hearing Madam's inquiry, Xiao Mo Ran was like a dog accustomed to beating and scolding. He flinched first, and then whispered: "Master Nian went to private school"

    Mrs. Mo knows her son best, so how is it possible?  That kid usually doesn't like reading the most, and he probably went somewhere to play crazy.  But Mr. Bao Wenting was still sitting next to her, so she coughed lightly and nodded: "Oh, my child is serious and sensible, sir, look, no, he went out to attend classes again."

    Mr. Bao asked with a smile: "ah, it's a good thing to be diligent and studious. In this way, I will study the book first and give it to the venerable master at the summit of death and life. Then their uncles and nephews will recognize each other, and there is no rush."

    Lady Mo stood up and went down excitedly to bow: "Thank you, sir. In the future, I will be rich and prosperous, and I will never forget the kindness of the husband."

    wait thereDistress and helplessness, sadness and pain flashed in Zi Zi's eyes.  The kind of cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs that are about to be slaughtered all have such expressions.

    Scared, sad.

    But there is also a tameness after despair.

    Lady Mo suddenly felt her heart tremble and twist.

    She felt astonished and fearful for her emotions, she got up suddenly, lowered her voice, said with a ruthless heart, "Anyway, you are also a child without a father and a mother. Although it is pitiful, no one will be sad when you die  Yes. I have raised you for so many years, and it is time for you to repay my kindness."

    "" Mo Ran didn't make a sound, didn't say yes, and didn't say no.

    Lady Mo gritted her teeth and said, "This bowl of roasted pork is just for you to practice. If you eat it, don't blame me I have no choice."

    After saying that, the skirt flew up and turned away.

    Mo Ran has never eaten braised pork in his life.

    Now there is a bowl in front of him, he stared at it for a while, and finally didn't eat it.  He knocked the bowl upside down on the ground, the marinade was flowing, he stared at it for a while, thinking of the blood flowing under the girl, he suddenly felt unspeakably sick, turned his back, leaned against the wall and vomited violently.

    He couldn't spit out anything.

    He is a person who only eats one piece of bread a day.

    The cake had already been digested, and all he vomited was acid water.

    That night, he couldn't sleep.  The blood all over his body formed a shell, and the blood shell gradually became brittle and hard, falling to the ground like rust powder when touched.

    He is in the cell and does not talk to other prisoners. No one knows what he is thinking, no one knows whether he is dead or alive.

    He was alone, curled up, alone, and slowly figured out many things.

    In that dark and dirty cell, in that cell filled with the sour smell and the smell of braised pork, the honest ink burned to death.  The one who came back to life was the Emperor Ta Xian who frightened the entire mortal cultivation world¡ªthe original appearance.

    Later, the monstrous hatred spawned by the Eight Bitterness and Everlasting Hate Flower was caused by this.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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