Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci held the identity card and the ticket, and asked Han Zhan, "Are you still going?"

Han Zhan said: "I received a message."

"Ok?"

Han Zhan told Song Ci: "Your grandma, she is still alive."

Song Ci's eyes widened.

She thought of the letter she saw in her grandfather's room. The owner of the letter claimed to be Nangong Yingying, a medicine man imprisoned in Mo's family! Could it be that Nangong Yingying is really her grandmother?

Song Ci wondered how Han Zhan learned of the news. "Han Zhan, how do you know my grandma is still alive?"

Han Zhan: "I have already got in touch with the people from the Mo family. My informant told me that there is still a medicine man detained by the Mo family. The medicine man is over 70 years old and is called the medicine mother-in-law. .Because mother-in-law Yao is getting older and older, the Patriarch of the Mo family is always staring at her, trying to take her heart away and save his daughter."

"Mother Yao..." Song Ci couldn't help asking: "Your informant, did you tell you the real name of the old woman?"

Han Zhan: "Nangong Yingying."

Song Ci completely believed in this matter now.

She bit her lip and said, "I have to talk to Song Fei carefully about this. By the way, is the daughter of the Patriarch of the Mo family, that Mo Fengying? What's wrong with her?"

Han Zhan: "It is said that the Mo family is a cursed family. Each of the children of the Patriarch will not live to be twenty-five years old. And that Mo Fengying, who is already twenty, is only five years away from her deadline. Patriarch, I can't wait any longer."

"The cursed family? Who cursed it?"

"As for who was cursed, I don't know."

Song Ci said he knew it.

She immediately picked up the phone and made a WeChat video to Song Fei.

Song Fei also received the email, and was staring at it in a daze. She didn't want to go to the Mo's house in her heart. She didn't dare to bring Song Ci back to the Mo's house, for fear that she would never return.

After receiving Song Ci's video, Song Fei asked, "Have you received the email?"

Song Ci nodded, "Got it, did you receive it?"

"Ok."

"Song Fei, I got a message."

"Huh?" Song Fei asked her: "What news?"

"Han Zhan told me that our grandma is still alive and is currently imprisoned in Mo's house. Song Fei, you said that if Dad is still alive, will he save grandma after he learns the news?"

Song Fei said nothing.

The answer, both of them knew in their hearts.

Knowing that the mother is in trouble but not saving is called unfilial piety. Song Tingyun is the most kindhearted, knowing that there is a sea of ​​swords and flames ahead, and will save his mother.

Song Fei let out a breath slowly. She squeezed the letter in her hand and said, "Song Ci, let me go alone this time."

Song Ci sneered, "You dream! Grandma is our common grandma. It doesn't make sense for you to be a filial granddaughter by yourself. I have to stay at home and be a turtle."

"But Song Ci, you can't enter Mo's house!"

Song Ci thought for a while, and she said, "Let me think about it, and see if there is any way to suppress the aroma of the medicine man." The so-called policy at the top and countermeasures at the bottom, the Nangong family has produced so many medicine people. Is there no way to conceal the breath of medicine?

After Song Ci hung up the video, he went to find Han Zhan again.

Han Zhan was on the phone in the study, speaking in German, and Song Ci couldn't understand it either.

Seeing Song Ci coming in, Han Zhan did not avoid her, he stretched out his right hand towards Song Ci. Song Ci took Han Zhan's mutilated right hand and consciously stood in Han Zhan's arms. When Han Zhan hung up, Song Ci asked him, "Brother Han, is there a way to contain the smell of medicine on my body?"

Han Zhan nodded, "Yes, you have to suffer."

Song Ci's eyes lit up, "What is it?"

"Remove sweat glands."

The breath of human body, whether it is aroma or odor, is emitted through sweat glands. Some patients suffering from body odor, in order to remove body odor, will remove the sweat glands under the arm.

Han Zhan said: "After removing the sweat glands in your armpits, the medicinal fragrance on your body will be removed, but you must be careful that you must not be found by the Mo family."

Song Ci: "Well, arrange surgery for me."

Han Zhan felt distressed for Song Ci. He turned Song Ci, lowered his head, and put his forehead on Song Ci's forehead, and asked distressedly: "Cibao, are you not afraid of pain?"

Song Ci: "Anaesthesia is a good thing."

"But after the anesthesia, it still hurts."

Song Ci's face was indifferent. She said, "It hurts again, can it hurt more than having a child?" She has given birth to the child, so she is afraid of two more cuts under the armpit?

Han Zhan stroked Song Ci's hair with pity. He said, "Song Ci, you make me proud."

It was only ten days before the Lantern Festival. Han Zhan contacted the doctor for Song Ci in the afternoon. That night, Han Zhan brought Song Ci to the Armed Police Hospital. As soon as the doctor went to work the next day, he performed a sweat gland resection on Song Ci.

Nowadays, all sweat gland resections are minimally invasive, and Song Ci did not feel much pain after the operation, but Han Zhan still treated her as a porcelain baby and was reluctant to walk and eat by herself.

Han Zhan also took time off from Beizhan and Li Li, because he wanted to accompany his wife after the operation at home. Bei Zhan and Li Li thought that Song Ci was seriously ill, and after leaving work on the sixth day of the sixth year, they deliberately drove to the hospital to visit Song Ci.

It was discovered that Song Ci had only undergone a minimally invasive surgery to remove sweat glands, and the two looked at Han Zhan's eyes with contempt.

Han Zhan generously accepted their gaze, his face was not red and heartbeat, and he said, "It hurts Song Ci, it hurts my heart, you can't understand."

"Can you play a little more fake?" Li Li was about to laugh at Han Zhan.

However, the Beizhan looked at Song Ci in a weird manner. He asked Song Ci: "Sister-in-law, why did you think of removing sweat glands? You don't have body odor."

Song Ci lied and said, "There are two small tumors in the armpits, so I feel more at ease if I cut them."

Li Li was a little surprised, "Can the tumor grow to the armpit?"

Song Ci: "I'm also strange, but it's longer."

"Oh, this way, then you have a good rest."

After Beizhan left with Li Li, Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "You said, does the Beizhan believe what I said?"

Han Zhan shook his head, "He is so clever, he can't believe it." But the Northern Warfare is a wise man who doesn't know what to do.

Song Ci was discharged the next day.

Song Fei felt sorry for her when she knew that Song Ci had cut her sweat glands. When I came to see Song Porcelain, Song Fei's car was full of old hens and eggs, as well as other food tonic.

"You take good care of your body. When you go to Mo's house, my sister will find you a place." Song Fei sat beside Song Ci's bed with a cold expression, but his eyes were filled with distress.

Song Ci nodded, "Song Fei, after entering the Mo family, you must win, and you must rub Mo Fengying's dog thing under your feet!"

"...Okay." With this good voice, Song Fei deserved to be weak.

When he got home, Song Fei opened the book of Chinese medicine, and when he saw the names of those complicated Chinese medicine materials, he had a headache. She can't remember this fucking!

As far as her level is concerned, what would she use to fight against the Mo family and other contestants?

Song Fei was a little sad.

Time is getting closer and closer to the Lantern Festival. On the 14th day of the first lunar month, Song Ci ate the Lantern Festival with the children and Han Zhan in advance. On the night before departure, Han Zhan had a long conversation with Song Ci and told her many things.

Song Ci was deeply shocked when he learned that Han Zhan had already laid a dark line in the dark. It is also a human brain, why is Han Zhan so smart?

The next day, Song Ci was lethargic and was sent to Song Fei's door by Han Zhan.

Song Fei was wearing a leather jacket, a pair of denim tights, and carrying a bag, pulling Song Ci to the airport. They came to Chengdu by plane and found the station on the ticket.

When the sisters arrived at the station, they saw another 29 contestants in the station's 3rd waiting area.

Every contestant brings an assistant.

The appearance of Sister Song Fei attracted the attention of others.

Song Fei is the youngest virus expert. She has a good reputation in China. She was recognized by others as soon as she came. A man who seemed to be in his thirties greeted Song Fei with respect, "Teacher Song Fei, are you here too?"

Song Fei's young age is worthy of the teacher's honorific. She took Song Ci to sit down in the empty seat, and then asked everyone, "Are everyone going to the Mo family to study?"

"Yeah, Teacher Song Fei, I didn't expect that you are not only good at virology, but also proficient in Chinese medicine. You are really young and promising! The young people nowadays are really scary!"

Song Fei's expression was calm, but he was frantically complaining in his heart: After knowing the true standard of my Chinese medicine, you will be shocked.

Song Ci also dressed very low-key today, wearing a hat and sitting next to Song Fei. Song Ci looked at these people who were studying together. She whispered to Song Fei, "Did you see that? There is also an uncle in his fifties."

Song Fei glanced back, and he really saw an uncle. Wearing a gray cotton jacket and glasses, the uncle looked like the kind of middle-aged man who loves quiet.

Among this group of people, Song Fei and Song Ci are considered the youngest, and they are also one of the few women. "Calm." Song Fei told Song Ci: "We are going to be among the top three."

Song Ci nodded, "Yes."

Song Ci never doubted Song Fei's success in reaching the top three. In Song Ci's eyes, his sister Song Fei is a genius, outstanding in every respect.

For Song Fei, Song Ci is a brainless worship.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Mo's special car came. It was a bus with the body printed in light gray. Everyone got on the bus and found their seats.

The driver is a Sichuanese and very enthusiastic. He is naturally familiar. He bowed to Song Fei and the others when he got on the bus and said: "It is my honor to serve you gentlemen and ladies. Everyone wear seat belts. We are now It's about to go."

Song Ci and Song Fei had already fastened their seat belts.

The car drove on the spacious provincial road for a while, and then entered a winding mountain road. The mountain road is not a little bit of a turn, it often encounters the kind of big turn of 120 degrees.

Song Ci and Song Fei can still adapt, but some people who rarely ride mountain bikes have opened their plastic bags and started to vomit. For a while, there was a sour smell in the car.

Song Ci's expression was very distorted. Song Fei hurriedly opened the window of the car to let the cold wind blow in, blowing away the unpleasant smell.

The car swayed and drove for an hour and a half, and the motion sickness even vomited bitterness. When getting out of the car, everyone's legs were shaking.

Song Ci and Song Fei stood in the least crowded place, looking at the small town in front of them. The small town is a typical remote mountain village to go to the market. It may be a town dozens of kilometers nearby.

There are a lot of people in the town today. Song Ci saw many elderly people carrying bamboo baskets on the street to go shopping. She grabbed an aunt and asked her: "Mother, is today the day for the market in this town?"

The aunt seldom saw a beautiful girl like Song Ci, and she was very enthusiastic. "The little girl came from another city?" The aunt said something authentic Trump.

Song Ci understood what the auntie said, she nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, yeah, we are here to visit relatives."

The auntie laughed tolerantly. She said, "Our side, we go to the market every five and nine." Today is fifteen, which happens to be the market day.

Song Ci thanked the aunt, walked to Song Fei, and said to her: "This is the market day on Fridays and 9ths. Look at this, the neighborhood is not rich, so why would the Mo family live here."

"The more remote the place, the more suitable it is to do something illegal." Song Fei looked up at the surrounding mountains and said, "This is really a good place to commit crimes behind closed doors."

When the sisters were talking, they saw Mo family coming.

The Mo family sent a forty-year-old steward. The steward stood at the front of the car and bowed to everyone before saying: "Everyone has come from afar, and you are welcome. I am Mo Suiyun. Next, I will personally welcome everyone to the Mo family."

"Everyone, please get in the car."

Behind Mo Suifeng were rows of black Volkswagen cars, which looked magnificent in this remote town. Song Ci complained to Song Fei. She said, "I thought we were going to hike the mountain."

Song Fei: "You read too many novels, right?"

There is one car for every four people, and sisters Song Ci and a couple take the same car. Among the couple, the wife is a Chinese medicine doctor and the husband is an assistant, and both are over forty.

After much discussion, Song Ci realized that this aunt turned out to be the director of a Chinese medicine hospital in the south, and he felt disrespectful. The auntie felt honored to be able to ride in the same car with Song Fei.

The roads here are built by mountains. Below the road is a cliff over ten meters high, and under the cliff is a river. On the highway, there are mountains.

Song Ci took a video and sent it to their WeChat family.

When Yan Jiang saw the highway, both legs trembled.

After driving for more than half an hour, the car stopped in a parking lot. Song Ci got out of the car, and when they looked up, they saw a row of stone ladders that stretched across the sky.

Song Ci's legs were a little weak.

Song Fei glared at Song Ci, "Crow's Mouth!" He said that climbing a mountain is necessary!

Song Ci felt innocent.

Standing on the first step ladder, Mo Suiyun smiled and faced everyone. He said, "Everyone, the Mo family is on the top of the mountain. The sky-opening stone ladder in front of everyone is called the Wanbu Ladder. This is the way for everyone to study. The first difficulty. There have been countless Chinese medicine masters, and they have all become afraid of walking through this ten thousand-step ladder. Everyone, please follow me up the mountain."

After Mo Suiyun finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and took the lead in climbing the mountain.

Song Ci and Song Fei walked in the middle of the crowd. After climbing two or three hundred steps, many people were thrown away. The more he climbed, the faster Song Fei's breathing became. She was not as strong as Song Ci, and when she was tired, she leaned on the railing to rest.

Looking back at the bottom, Song Fei's feet trembled. Song Ci hurriedly covered Song Fei's eyes, "Don't look."

Song Fei felt better when his eyes were covered. Sitting on the stone ladder with her legs hanging down, Song Ci twisted the mineral water and gave Song Fei a sip. Song Fei drank the water, and his heartbeat finally calmed down a lot.

"Let's go, keep climbing!"

It was said that it was a 10,000-step ladder, but it was actually only a thousand steps. Finally, Song Ci and Song Fei reached the top. Standing on top of the mountain, Song Ci took out his mobile phone, took a video of the mountain, and sent it to the WeChat group.

Seeing this video, Han Zhan felt that his legs were soft. He wondered if the Mo family had a brain hole, and built a house on such a high mountain top to treat acrophobia?

Song Ci waited at the top of the mountain for more than an hour, and other talents climbed to the top one after another. Everyone was panting. Looking at Mo Suiyun, his face was not red or his heart beat, and even his breathing was calm. Everyone admired him.

Opposite Mo's family is also a big mountain. At this moment, the sun has fallen behind that mountain, and night is about to fall.

After everyone took a break, they heard Mo Suiyun say: "Before the sun sets, we have to enter the house. Everyone, if you have a good rest, please follow me."

A group of people followed behind Mo Suiyun, walked across the wide square, and came to the city wall built by the Mo family. The closed door was opened, and everyone looked up and saw a majestic gate about ten meters long and seven meters high.

On the lacquered black gate, a plaque with a sense of history hung on it, which reads "Mo Family in Shu Di, the Sacred Hand of the Country". These four characters were once written by an emperor in ancient times.

Looking at the door and the magnificent eight words on the door, Song Ci felt his scalp numb.

Without seeing the true face of the Mo Family, she was shocked by the momentum of the Mo Family.

Mo Suiyun bowed solemnly in front of the door, and said loudly: "Disciple Mo Suiyun, come back with 30 foreign students studying, and ask to open the door!"

After a moment of silence, the black door rumblingly opened from inside. Inside the door, there is also a feldspar alley. On both sides of the alley, there are all kinds of medicinal material houses next to each other. At the end of the alley is a three-story ancient building called the Shensi Building.

At the door of that ancient building, there is a stone platform on which a bow and arrow are provided. The bow and arrow are red all over, and the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the bow and arrow, making it full of murderousness.

Song Ci stared at the bow and arrow, and the blood suddenly began to flow back.

Her scalp was suddenly numb, and there was a shuddering sense of soul being called.

Song Ci squeezed Song Fei's hand abruptly, and asked her in a low voice, "Song Fei, did you hear it?"

Song Fei asked her: "What?" Seeing that Song Ci's expression was not quite right, Song Fei thought that Song Ci was a medicine man, and quickly held Song Ci's hand and reminded her: "Song Ci, stay calm."

Song Ci took a few deep breaths, staring at the bow and arrow, and whispered: "Song Fei, I heard a woman crying in my ears, her voice was so loud, her lungs cracked, so desperate..."

Song Ci suddenly began to cry, the uncontrolled kind. "Song Fei, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Song Fei hurriedly moved to block Song Ci's front to prevent others from seeing Song Ci's tears. Song Ci took the opportunity to wipe away her tears, and together with Song Fei, walked quickly to the building with everyone.

Passing by the bow and arrow, Song Ci couldn't help but raise her head quietly, and saw a row of small characters engraved on the bow and arrow——

Nangongxian.

Song Ci bowed his head quickly, although everyone entered the building. Driven by Mo Suiyun, everyone paid respect to the ancestors of the Mo family in the building.

After paying homage to the ancestors of the Mo family, everyone went through the back door to the square behind the building.

Standing on the square, they were proud to see the true face of the Mo family. The Mo family was built in a valley surrounded by mountains, and on high mountains in all directions, according to different altitudes, precious medicinal materials that were not visible to the outside world were planted.

The Mo family mainly live in the valley, and some of the Mo family live on the mountainside. Between mountains and mountains, all travel by tour bus.

So when people stand on the square and look down, they can see countless ferris wheel piles and cables. They are like a net of heaven and earth, protecting the Mo family and imprisoning the Mo family.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and they didn't speak.

This is an isolated paradise where all the geniuses of Chinese medicine.

Mo Suiyun distributed the house number to everyone. Each contestant shared a room with his assistant, and their rooms were arranged on the hillside of the eastern mountain.

Song Ci and Song Fei took the cable car to reach the mountainside of Dongshan and found their small building. Entering the room, Song Ci threw things on the table, she fell on the bed, holding her heart beating violently, and whispered: "Song Fei, as soon as I entered the Mo family, I felt out of breath."

Song Fei didn't have the feeling of Song Ci. She was very worried about Song Ci, so she hugged Song Ci and comforted her: "Song Ci, you are just too nervous. Take a rest for the first time, and tomorrow will be fine."

"hope so..."

There were many medicinal materials drying in the yard in front of the small building. Song Ci smelled the smell of the medicinal materials and soon fell asleep. Song Fei wanted to make a call and picked up the phone, only to find that the phone had no signal.

This is really an isolated place.

Mo Suiyun put everyone in place, then took the cable car to the north mountain and met the old Patriarch of the Mo family. The owner of his hometown is Mo Zhangkang, and he once had an older brother named Mo Qingkang.

Mo Zhang Kuang is in his seventies, but he doesn't look old and very tough.

When Mo Suiyun asked to see him, Mo Zhang Kuang was watching the news broadcast.

"Old Patriarch." Mo Suiyun nodded to the Patriarch. Seeing that the Patriarch has not looked back, he continued: "All the students have been picked up. Thirty, no more, no less. I have ordered that I have paid special attention to this group of students, but no medicine man exists."

Hearing this, Mo Zhang Kuang turned sideways and glanced at Mo Suiyun. He said: "When passing by Shensi Tower, no one found any problems?"

Shensi Tower is the building dedicated to the ancestors of the Mo family.

As long as it is a medicine man, when passing through the Shensi Tower, he will be summoned by the arrow of the sun, and the blood in his body will boil. By then, the medicine man's aroma will be the strongest, and any Mo people can smell the medicine man's breath.