"No, in terms of familiarity, I am most familiar with the Luo family. You know, the Luo family and our Ma family are both one of the four great Xuanmen families."
Ma Yingbei covered his red neck and his voice was a little hoarse.
Wen Xi frowned and said, "Ma Yingbei, are you okay?"
Ma Yingbei smiled brightly and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine. I'm tough and I'm not afraid of pain."
Wen Qinglian said worriedly, "Let them go with you, so we can feel more at ease."
Wen Xi nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
"Xiao Xi..."
Wen Chenxi cried out pitifully.
"Be obedient, second brother!"
Wen Xi spoke gently, but her tone was extremely firm. Wen Chenxi shut up, his guilt overwhelmed him, and now he only listened to her.
"let's go!"
Meng Po clapped her hands excitedly. She was so happy that she could take the time to come to the world of the living and play.
*
On the Baituo Mountain in Lanjiang City, the ancient house of the Luo family is magnificent and endless. A bright moon hangs in the sky, and cool breezes blow, forming ghostly cries in the empty mountains, which makes people feel cold.
"Grand Elder, please save my son. He's dying. Please have mercy on me and my mother."
Even though it was night, there were still many people kneeling in front of the Luo family's door, begging the people inside to let them in.
Among them, an old lady wearing designer clothes was kneeling in front of the door, which was particularly eye-catching. She looked really pitiful with tears in her eyes. There was an extended luxury car parked next to her, and several servants followed her.
"Madam, what happened to you? What happened to your son?"
Someone nearby couldn't help being curious and moved closer to her to ask cautiously.
The old lady wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said through gritted teeth, "It's all because of that bitch at home. She can't stand my son having relationships with the opposite sex outside and his rapid rise to fame. She feels like a shrew and a wife who has been wasting her time. I don't know where she got this curse from, it harmed my son. My poor son, now he has no children, and his body is covered with abscesses. He can't even walk and has to rely on a ventilator to survive. I've consulted so many doctors, but they all said there was nothing they could do. That's why I came to the Luo family."
"Ah? There's such a bad daughter-in-law? Where is she? Shouldn't we call the police and have her arrested?"
"Humph, that little bitch is dead. She's reunited with her family down there."
The old lady couldn't stop the resentment in her eyes when she mentioned her daughter-in-law. She sneered, and the sarcasm and coldness in her tone gave the person asking the question goosebumps all over his body, and the pity in his eyes was much less.
The old lady couldn't seem to stop talking anymore. She stared at the door of the Luo family with a resentful look and cursed, "The people in the Luo family are so heartless. I gave them so much incense in the past, and now they've closed the door and ignored me when I showed up. Especially the head of the Luo family, that damn old woman. She completely ignored my son's injuries and said that his fate had come and that even the King of Hell couldn't stop him. What bullshit! I only have this one son. Even if the King of Hell came, I wouldn't let him take my son away!"
Her tone was arrogant and vicious, and the people watching nearby consciously stayed away from her.
"This...isn't it not nice to scold Old Madam Luo in front of the Luo family?"
The interrogator smiled awkwardly and moved to get further away from her.
You must be kidding. They still have something to ask of the Luo family. How could they have the guts to curse the most respected old lady in the Luo family like that?
"Huh, isn't what I said right? She's so hard-hearted, she'll get her comeuppance when she gets old. Look at her family's descendants, how many of them have a good ending? She's had her old age send off black people so many times. It's all her own fault."
The old lady didn't think anything of it and said angrily, "She's not even as kind as the Great Elder. My son only survived thanks to the Great Elder's timely rescue. The Great Elder wanted to continue saving him, but was stopped by this old lady and was summoned back to the old house. She refused to visit my son again. How can I not hate and resent her? As a mother, doesn't she understand? Or is she jealous that I have a living son because she sent her son away? Ugh!"
Boom!
As the old lady spoke resentfully, a flash of lightning streaked across the dark sky, startling everyone.
The people present were all believers who came to seek faith out of trust in metaphysics and the Luo family. When they heard her words and heard the inexplicable thunder and lightning, they were frightened.
"Please stop talking, or someone might hear you."
The person who asked the question was a middle-aged woman. She regretted her decision and quickly stood up and stood as far away from her as possible, while clasping her hands together and praying.
The old lady was also startled by the thunder. She trembled her lips and said, "I didn't say anything wrong. I was telling the truth. If you have the guts, open the door for me. I'll argue with her in person."
"If you are not sincere, do evil things, and breed resentment, be careful not to be struck by lightning."
A cold voice sounded, Wen Xi climbed the stairs, and he and Meng Po ignored the old lady's presence and walked to the door.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracts attention wherever they go, and people point at them.
"Hey, little girl, who are you talking to?"
The old lady frowned, thinking that Wen Xi was targeting her with what he said, especially when she saw Wen Xi's pretty face, it was like seeing her ex-daughter-in-law, and she felt upset.
"Whoever feels guilty, I'll tell on him. What? Are you feeling guilty?"
Wen Xi glanced at her coldly, and her icy gaze made the old lady's heart tremble.
"Who, who is guilty? What nonsense are you talking about, little girl? Gossiping behind people's backs, be careful that your tongue will rot."
The old lady swallowed and raised her hand, and a servant helped her to stand up.
"You should tell yourself this. One of the Eighteen Levels of Hell is the Tongue-Pulling Hell. Did you know?"
Wen Xi retorted to her coldly, but seeing that she was choked, he didn't bother to pay attention to her and raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Little girl, the Luo family has been closed for a long time. We have been waiting here for a long time, some for several days, but they have never opened the door to let us in."
The middle-aged woman kindly reminded her.
"Yes, yes. Even if someone opened the door and said they went in to report, there would be no further news."
A middle-aged man with white hair said this with a look of great vicissitudes of life.
Wen Xi smiled gently, "Okay, thank you for the reminder."
The old lady sneered, "There's no first come first served principle, you really have no manners."
Wen Xi was too lazy to argue with her and waited quietly. After a while, footsteps were heard and someone came to open the door. It was a young man in a gray coat.
He looked Wen Xi up and down and said politely, "Who are you looking for? Our master has been unwell recently and is not seeing outsiders. If you have anything to ask him, please come back another day."
(Thanks to Duo Xingxing, Shuai Ya Ma, Xiong Ye, Xin Mo Nan Chen, Cha Cha who loves to eat, Qing Qian!, and the generator sent by Xin Yin, love you all mua~!)
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