As if remembering something, Mu Qing's eyes lit up: "What about those marks on your body? How do you explain them?"
Su Zijia¡¯s face was already pale, and it turned into a pale and miserable face.
His voice was hoarse and full of complexity: "Qingqing, have you forgotten everything that happened before you died?"
How could you forget?
How dare you forget!
Those encounters were nightmares for Mu Qing.
She thought that everything that Su Zijia possessed would be within reach as long as she stretched out her hand.
But they don¡¯t know how dark, dirty and dirty it is inside.
She was harmed like an animal. The physical torture, mental crushing, and personal humiliation made her miserable.
Those people are perverts and devils! They are not human at all!
Seeing the panic in her sister's eyes, Su Zijia knew that she was remembering those memories that she tried so hard to forget.
A desperate smile appeared on his pale face, which made people feel heartbroken.
"In the two years since I became Mu Qing, I have slept in countless beds and met all kinds of people. Do you know what they have done to me?"
Mu Qing was a little afraid to listen.
Qin Ruan¡¯s eyebrows knitted together, and a brief moment of confusion flashed across his face.
Lu Wenbin and Qiao Nanyuan¡¯s expressions also became complicated.
Su Zijia¡¯s voice contained no emotion: ¡°Some people are interested in your figure and appearance on stage, and in the dead of night, I will become a plaything at their feet.
There are also people who want to satisfy their own psychological perversion needs and want to turn Mu Qing, who is always aloof and cold on stage, into a dog.
¡°Then I will be their dog, crawling all over the floor, trampling my self-esteem and face firmly under my feet, just to please them, in exchange for your glory and success on the stage. "
"No!"
"no!"
Mu Qing sat paralyzed on the ground and moved his body back, trying to stay away from Su Zijia.
Black mist quickly gushes out from the wound in her hollowed-out chest, and the wound on her neck is also spreading.
??The poison of the ancient ferocious beast Hook Snake cannot be tolerated even by Li Puppet.
Su Zijia lowered her eyes, her hands on the ground were shaking, and her voice could not remain calm.
"When I learned that it was Zhao who betrayed you and beat him half to death, I even begged those beasts who had teased me to the point of applause in order to save you.
"Beasts are beasts. If you don't pay the price of blood and flesh, how can they let go? But when I found you full of pain, it was still a step too late." "
He raised his head, his eyes sad, and stared deeply at Mu Qing.
"No matter how shameless I am, I will never touch something you care about. Qingqing, am I so unbearable in your eyes?"
"No! No!"
Mu Qing crawled to Su Zijia's side.
"I didn't, I was just very angry and unwilling. I like Brother Zhao so much, why doesn't he marry me?!"
"Because he is a pervert just like those people."
Su Zijia reached out and touched her sister's face, with a sad light in her eyes that penetrated deep into her bones.
Mu Qing didn¡¯t dare to ask anymore, she was afraid.
She didn¡¯t ask, but Su Zijia wanted to tell her.
"How much cleaner can your Brother Zhao be than me? He has been played by others before you can see him. His heart is twisted and he vents his unbearable experiences on other people"
"Stop talking, brother, please stop talking!"
Mu Qing simply couldn¡¯t accept it.
She held Su Zijia¡¯s arm tightly and begged him not to say any more.
Su Zijia touched her face, with a look of memory on her pale face: "Qingqing, do you still remember when we first met?"
"Yeah!" Mu Qing nodded vigorously.
¡°At that time, I was chased and fled to Shanghai. I was covered in messes and my face was dirty. You saw me staring straight at you, so you stopped and looked at me.
At that time, I was shocked to see that your face was similar to mine, but you thought I was a beggar on the street and handed me the cake in your hand. You didn't mind that I was dirty and let me wipe my hands with a handkerchief.
We later met each other. You know that I have had a difficult time in the past, and you have never disliked me for trampling my dignity and face under my feet in order to survive.
You are my biological sister, the person I am closest to in this world. How could I do something to make you sad? "
"elder brother¡¡"
Mu Qing didn¡¯t know what to say, his throat was hoarse, so he could only call him one after another.
? ?Her soul was invaded by hook snake poison and was very weak. She looked as old as an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
Her aging appearance has made her look unbearable, but her eyes are still the same as before, with a gloomy innocence that does not understand the world.
Su Zijia held her in his arms and whispered about their past.
While the brother and sister were talking, Qin Ruan walked to Qiao Nanyuan.
The conversation between Mu Qing and Su Zijia was enough for them to understand the general inside story.
Qin Ruan stood beside Qiao Nanyuan, folding his arms: "Uncle Qiao, do you know their inside story?"
"I don't know." Qiao Nanyuan shook his head.
After a moment of silence, he added: "Back then, it was Master's most valued disciple who took over the business of the wealthy shipbuilding king. If I were to count him by seniority, I would call him Master.
The master only learned of Su Zijia¡¯s identity after the fact. He couldn¡¯t pass his own test and chose to withdraw from the master. He spent his whole life trapped in self-blame and died in depression.
Maoshan Sect did not expel the master. I heard from the master that the master always thought of the master when he was still alive. He regretted that his cultivation was useless and he was even more saddened by the loss of his apprentice who was treated like his own son.
After the death of the uncle, the master issued an order to the inner sect, just to find opportunities in the future, and to do his best to resolve this karma for the uncle. All the disciples of the inner sect of the Maoshan Sect know this. "
Qin Ruan¡¯s face didn¡¯t look good.
This is because Mu Qing was involved in an old case.
She frowned slightly: "According to Uncle Qiao, which uncle is outstanding in cultivation?"
"Yes, if my uncle had not passed away early, Maoshan Sect would never have declined to this point."
Qin Ruan: "Su Zijia's death was caused by Mu Qing. After her death, she turned into a puppet. Every time she killed a wealthy businessman, she would reveal her hatred for Su Zijia.
The wealthy businessman¡¯s family had already put Su Zijia through a lot of trouble before they asked the Maoshan Sect to get rid of their puppets. Your uncle was invited into the family by the wealthy businessman to suppress Mu Qing. After all, it was only Mu Qing¡¯s fault.
Your uncle died in depression because he blamed himself for killing Su Zijia. A hundred years have passed and this karma has probably been paid off in the underworld. He is just a medium for Mu Qing to drag Su Zijia into trouble. "
Qiao Nanyuan is already in the world of metaphysics, so why doesn't he know this cause and effect?
"After the case is resolved, I will take Qiao Jiu back to the sect. I will always comfort my uncle and let the sect know that this karma will no longer weigh on the Maoshan Sect."
"Um."
Qin Ruan thinks this is inevitable.
The evil that Mu Qing committed a hundred years ago is still involved today.
She will probably have to pay a heavy price for this sinful karma.
There are eighteen levels of hell, and she cannot escape every level.
Qin Ruan took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was already past twelve o'clock.
Time flies really fast.
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