Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Mo Zhang Kuang turned around and pushed open the Shimen behind him. When he turned his head, he saw Song Ci looking at the Shimen in front of him with shock. He pretended to be mysterious and said, "The secret is behind the door."

After all, Mo arrogantly leads the way.

Song Ci hesitated a little, but followed.

Walking into this passage again, it was brightly lit. The width of this passage can only accommodate two people, and Song Ci is not a step behind, and follows his steps through the passage.

Mo Zhang Kuang pushed open the stone gate at the end of the road and turned on the chandelier above his head. While the chandeliers were lit, countless small lights were lit on the walls.

Song Ci adjusted to the light before opening his eyes. When she saw how weird the environment was, her face was instantly filled with shock. "Teacher, what is this place?"

"Look, what does it look like here?" Mo Zhang Kuang asked her in his spare time.

Song Ci told the truth: "Like a cage."

Mo Zhangkang smiled softly. He told Song Ci: "What you see is the place where the medicine man was detained in my Mo family. Two hundred years ago, it was full of medicine people. Until now, medicine. People are on the verge of extinction, and there is only one medicine man left in this world."

Song Ci listened to Yunliwuli. She pretended to be confused and asked, "What is Medicine Man?"

Mo Zhang Kuang said: "They are people who are born with the fragrance of medicine in their bodies. As they grow up, the smell of medicine on their bodies will hide. But when they are emotional, they will emit the fragrance of medicine again."

"This kind of race, we call it a medicine person. The medicine person's body is very wonderful. Their blood can improve the efficacy of all medicines. Their flesh and blood can restore the health of chronically ill patients. Their heart, It's even more deadly!"

"They are all treasures all over!"

Song Ci's expression was shocked and shocked after listening to Mo's madness.

Mo Zhang Kuang looked at Song Ci's reaction, and her reaction was in his expectation, even more calm than he thought he would see.

Mo Zhang Kuang knew that'Song Fei' could accept such things.

Song Ci slowly calmed down. She looked up at the cage compartments and suddenly asked a question, "Teacher, is this medicine person a medicine or a human?"

Hearing this question, Mo Zhang was in a daze.

For an instant, Mo Zhang Kuang thought that time traveled back more than sixty years ago. That year, he was 16 years old, his brother Mo Qingkang was 18 years old, Mo Xiaokang was 19 years old.

That day, the Patriarch of the Mo family, their father, took the three of them to Houshan. It was the first time that Mo Zhangkuang saw Medicine Man.

At that time, after learning of the existence of Medicine Man, Mo Zhang Kuang felt very magical. When he arrived in this room, Mo Zhang Kuang saw the medicine man and was very excited.

And Mo Xiaokuang was also a little curious. He and Mo Xiaokuang looked around the medicine man and wanted to see how this medicine man was different from ordinary people.

As I was looking at it, I heard my brother Mo frivolously asking in a soft voice: "Father, this medicine man, is it a human or medicine?"

When my father heard this question, he looked at Mo frivolously and smiled somewhat unexpectedly. Father said: "It's a medicine."

Mo frivolously stared at the two medicine men. He stepped forward and touched the young medicine man's wrist as if he was checking the pulse.

Mo Qing madly let go of the medicine man's hand, squatted in front of him, staring at the medicine man's beautiful face, he said: "They are just like us, they are humanoids, have a heartbeat, can think, know fear and pain."

Mo Qingkuan turned his head and stared at his father, his eyes cold. "Just like that, you still tell me, are they medicine?"

At that time, his father's expression was a little uncontrollable, so he sank and scolded Mo frivolous, "You are still young and don't know the importance of medicine people. When you grow up, you won't think so."

The first time Mo Qingkuang saw Medicine Man, he became disgusted with the Mo Clan's actions. The conversation that day also planted trouble for Mo Qingkuang to leave Medicine Man in the future.

After more than sixty years, after hearing this similar question again, Mo Zhang Kuang squeezed his hand.

"Teacher? Is this question difficult to answer?"

Mo Zhang Kuang withdrew from the memory, he tilted his head and glanced at Song Ci.

Looking at the clean and beautiful face of the young disciple, Mo Zhang Kuang said, "They are human."

Don't deny people, medicine people are not medicine, they are people.

Hearing this answer, Song Ci was quite surprised. She thought that Mo Zhang Kuang would deny the fact that Medicine Man is a human being.

Song Ci's face was colder and smellier, "Teacher, since you are human, then you are committing a crime by doing so."

Mo Zhang Kuang was a little excited. He said excitedly: "We are committing a crime, but we are also working for the good of society! You know, how many people who are useful to this society have regained their health after taking our Mo family medicine. Is it?"

"But whoever lives is fate, teacher, it is unfair to them to do so."

Mo Zhang Kuang said: "This is great love, Song Fei, as the young master of the Mo family, you should understand, and you must understand!"

Song Fei took a deep breath and stopped speaking.

If you don’t have enough medical skills, you can only go through evil ways. This is not called love, but no love!

"So the medicinal material in Fengchun Pill is not the heart of some animal, but the heart of the medicine man." Song Ci showed a somewhat disgusted expression, as if he was about to vomit.

Mo Zhang Kuang patted her on the back and said, "It's fine to get used to it."

Song Ci stopped talking again.

Knowing that this little apprentice is a cold face, Mo Zhang Kuang didn't care about her. "Let me show you, the last medicine man in this world!"

After speaking, Mo Zhang Kuang led Song Ci to the stairs, went up the second floor, walked through the usual corridor, and stayed at the door of a small compartment on the left.

Nangong Yingying was already very old, because Song Ci couldn't see Nangong Yingying's face clearly with her head down. But Nangong Yingying's figure was very rickety, her feet were chained, and she was sitting on a stone platform, dozing off.

"Yingying." Mo Zhang screamed to her.

Song Ci was a little surprised when Mo Zhang Kuang called Nangong Yingying.

How is this going?

Nangong Yingying is old and in low spirits, dozing off most of the day. Hearing the sound, Nangong Yingying slowly raised her head.

Because she had been imprisoned in this cage all her life, Nangong Yingying's skin was pale to sickness, and her hair was jet-black. Her face was covered with folds, even her eyelids were drooping, and her two muddy brown eyes always made people feel flustered.

As soon as she saw Mo arrogant, the corners of Nangong Yingying's mouth subconsciously evoked a mocking smile. But when she noticed a pretty and arrogant young woman standing beside Nangong Yingying, her expression froze.

granddaughter?

Nangong Yingying was taken aback.

How could this girl stand with Mo Zhang Kuang?

Nangong Yingying pretended not to know Song Ci. She sneered and asked Mo Zhang Kuang: "This is your granddaughter?" Nangong Yingying always knew that Mo Zhang Kuang had a granddaughter named Mo Fengying. The last time I met, Mo Feng Talent is twelve years old.

So seeing a young woman appearing with Mo Zhangkuang, Nangong Yingying thought she was Mo Fengying.

Mo Zhang Kuang shook his head and said, "This is my little disciple, called Song Fei. Song Fei, come, come and take a closer look. This is the medicine man Nangong Yingying. You can call her the medicine mother-in-law."

Song Ci came closer and looked at Nangong Yingying through the fence. She looked like a curious child, and asked Mo Zhang Kuang: "Can I go in and see her?"

Mo Zhang Kuang did not refuse and nodded his approval.

The door of the compartment was not locked. After all, Nangong Yingying's legs were tied with iron chains, so she could not escape with her wings.

Song Ci walked into the small room and squatted down in front of Nangong Yingying.

Looking at Nangong Yingying's face in such a close range, Song Ci realized that his father's eyes actually looked like grandma, they were both inner double, and the eyes were also very beautiful hazel double pupils.

Nangong Yingying looked at Song Fei greedily. This may be the time when she was closest to her relatives in her life. She enjoyed every minute and every second of the moment.

When the grandparents met, they couldn't hug or tell each other's feelings. They just stared at each other quietly. Soon, Nangong Yingying's eyes were filled with tears.

Song Ci wiped away Nangong Yingying's tears with his hand, and then stroked Nangong Yingying's cheek in front of her mad face.

Mo Zhangkuang thought that Song Ci was observing the difference between medicine people and normal people.

Song Ci gently held Nangong Yingying's chin, carrying him arrogantly, and shouted to Nangong Yingying with his lips: "Grandma."

Nangong Yingying saw Song Ci's lips clearly, her lips were suffocated, and she almost cried. But Nangong Yingying was very tolerant, and she quickly suffocated her tears.