NOVEL NEXT Chapter 314 Things change and people change
When an ordinary person's eyeballs are cut open, no one can bear the pain, and they would like to be killed on the spot!
Not to mention an old man who is nearly fifty years old.
Due to lack of timely treatment, Mrs. Mo died within two days.
When Nanny Wu came over to report the matter, Mo Yanjue was still packing his luggage, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Aunt Wu sighed, "It's all injustice. Master, please take care of yourself!"
After saying that, Nanny Wu dragged her tired body and left.
Mrs. Mo’s funeral was very simple.
It happened to be the time for a state funeral, and no one in the city cared about her funeral.
He was taken away the same day. I don’t know where it was buried in the end.
Mo Yanjue stood at the door of the Bamboo Cinema, thinking carefully, worried that he had missed something.
Suddenly remembering something, I ran to the study, rummaged around, and took out a beautiful box from the bookshelf, with a phoenix and jade hairpin lying inside.
He had someone make this specially for Yinyin. It took a long time and he didn't have time to give it to her.
I originally planned to make one based on the birthmark on her chest, in the shape of a phoenix flower, but then I thought about it and was worried that someone would discover the secret.
So I personally designed a phoenix jade hairpin.
Mo Yanjue pursed his lips and inserted the hosta into his bun!
Together with the wooden hairpin.
Seeing that everything was done, Mo Yanjue took everything he wanted with him, no longer lingering, and without telling anyone, Mo Yanjue used Qinggong to leave the general's mansion.
Banyan Village.
When I came back again, everything had changed.
A lot has changed here and there are a lot less people!
The Xiao Lizheng family left and never came back.
The rest are also some old people who live their lives guarding the Dragon Ball.
Mo Yanjue dug a big hole at the Mo family's ancestral grave with his bare hands.
He planned to bury Helian Wenyin's body inside...
"Are you really going to do this?"
The vicissitudes of life's hoarse voice sounded behind him.
Mo Yanjue turned around and saw that it was Mrs. Wen, Yin Yin's grandma.
"She is the daughter-in-law of my Mo family, so she will naturally be buried in the ancestral grave!"
Mo Yanjue turned around and continued digging.
The hoe flew on his arm, his sleeves were rolled up, and the swollen muscles showed his determination.
"You are not married yet. This is against the rules! Even if she enters the ancestral graves of the Mo family and goes to the underworld, Yinyin will not be accepted by the Mo family. Wouldn't she be sad then?"
Wen's eyes were empty, the wrinkles on her cheeks were a little deeper, and her hair had turned gray after not seeing him for a few days.
Mo Yanjue stopped working with the pickaxe and stood up, turned his head and looked at the highest point of the ancestral grave, and said calmly, "It doesn't matter, I will protect her. When we are a family of three together, my grandfather will not deny this grandson-in-law!" "
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yanjue seemed to be digging even more vigorously.
Two lines of bloody tears flowed down from Wen's cloudy eyes.
She fiddled with the prayer beads in her hand and looked at the child with a serious face and longing in his eyes!
Before, when she met Mo Yanjue for the first time, she couldn't tell how deeply he loved Yinyin.
There was no mention of marrying her, nor any vows of eternal love, but later, she gradually realized that this child was very thoughtful and not good at words, but he was willing to risk his life to protect Yinyin, and became the enemy of the entire Daewoo for the sake of the Helian family.
What now……
Mr. Wen understands that he doesn't want to live alone.
It seems that family reunion is his real purpose.
Wen took a deep breath and closed her eyes, "If you really think so, then you need to use a token to bind the three of you. Otherwise, even if there is an afterlife, it will be difficult for you to find each other."
She couldn't reveal the secret hexagram, just like she couldn't say it even though she knew that the two of them had this outcome.
But now, even if her soul is shattered and she goes against the will of heaven, she, as a grandma, still has to help these two miserable children, as well as the little great-grandson who has never even opened his eyes...
Mo Yanjue froze, "Token?"
"Yes! For that dragon ball, all you need to do is drop the blood into the path of the tree and pray for your wish."
"Dragon Ball?"
Mo Yanjue knew that the tree was a sacred tree, and people in the banyan village would go there to pray for blessings, but he had never heard that it needed human blood.
"That's not enough. After dripping blood into the path, you also need to drop your blood on the tokens, place them next to your children and Yin Yin, and bury them together. This way, you can ensure that the three of you as a family can be together. .”
"Yeah," Mo Yanjue said without hesitation, he believed it, he believed it!
It sounds reasonable.
The dragon ball is a sacred tree that has protected Rongzhuang for nearly a thousand years. He will try it no matter whether it works or not.
Mo Yanjue stopped digging the hole and jumped out of the hole.
Standing in front of the tree, he did not hesitate, took out his dagger and was about to cut it...
"Wait!" Wen held him back and said,
Mo Yanjue said, "Grandma, I can't wait any longer!"
He wanted to be reunited with his family.
Now that I have found a way, I can’t wait any longer.
"Dragon Ball will charge the price of the person who sacrifices blood. Maybe you will have to go through a lot of hardships to achieve your wish, but you don't know what you will experience? Maybe you won't be able to achieve it in the next life, the next life after the next life... This is a long process, don't you Are you really so obsessed with Yinyin?"
Mo Yanjue curled his lips. He had not even felt pain in the past few days. He opened his lips and smiled for the first time. "No matter how many lives, as long as we are together in the end, it will be better than living alone and helpless."
After tasting all the sweetness, I no longer have the courage to face loneliness alone.
Mo Yanjue is no exception.
If he hadn't met Yin Yin in this life, he wouldn't know what love felt like, what it felt like to have a family and love. After having had it and then losing it, there was nothing more sorrowful than heartbreak.
He would rather spend the rest of the world with her than live with her heart already dead.
Wow…
Donate blood into the column and slide into the dragon ball rhizome.
Seeing his blood being swallowed by the dragon ball, Mo Yanjue's eyes rekindled with light.
correct!
Keepsake... Keepsake...
The wooden hairpin was given to him by Yinyin.
He gave the hosta to Yinyin, but where was his son Xiaomao's?
He was not prepared.
Urgently, Mo Yanjue looked at the red rope that had been worn for a long time on his wrist.
It's not valuable. It was knitted by my mother's own hands and hung around her neck.
Later, when he grew up and couldn't wear it around his neck, he took it off and wrapped it around his wrist.
It was also the only thing his mother left him.
Placing the two tokens sacredly and piously in front of him, Mo Yanjue put his bleeding wrist on them.