They immediately vomited, really vomited a lot.
Because the image was so graphic, with people holding their heads and their brains all over them.
Seeing this, they really couldn't eat. Little did they know that Mo Yan had already lit a fire and started cooking hot pot.
"Hurry up and put all the food down. You're not allowed to leave until you finish eating today."
Mo Yan smiled very happily, her gaze towards them was very sincere.
Everyone: "..." Please, have some decency.
They ate hot pot while shedding tears, and the ghost next to them took out its own brain and said, "Want some brain? It's great with hot pot."
Everyone: "..."
From then on, they were no longer afraid.
Mo Yan taught many apprentices, and one of them even got into university.
After four years of university, Kong Jiming had become a big shot, and she was ready to leave.
"Mo Yan, shall we go out to eat together?"
Over the years, Kong Jimo has come to understand his own heart and wants to tell Mo Yan how he feels.
Before he could even speak, he said, "I'm going to die."
Kong Jimo: "???"
"I'll entrust the task of opening the gates of hell to you from now on. I still trust you with your merit ruler, after all, if you take one wrong step, you'll be paralyzed."
Kong Jimo: "..."
"I have something else I want to tell you," Kong Jiming said quickly, wanting her to stay.
"No need, see you in the next life!"
This time, Mo Yan's soul was completely scattered, so there was no need for a funeral.
Kong Jimo: "!!!"
"How could you be so heartless?" Kong Jiming suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, not even giving me a chance to speak.
Later, Kong Jimo also died and became a ghost messenger. He wanted to ask about Mo Yan, but his boss told him that she was a goddess and that it was not something they could find out.
It was at that moment that Kong Jimo realized that even if he became a ghost and was no longer subject to reincarnation, their fate would still be to never see each other again.
...
Grandma Fu regretted it. In the days that followed, she watched helplessly as her family's life improved, while she was confined to her bed, eating, drinking, and relieving herself there. When guests came, she was kept very clean; when no one was around, her buttocks were sore and ulcerated.
She wondered if things would have been different if she had seen things more clearly back then.
As for Fu Xiangrong, he was crazy and foolish his whole life. Later, he went out to pick up garbage and kept calling out "Axin". To put it nicely, he was crazy; to put it bluntly, he was cowardly. Because he couldn't accept all of this, he pretended to be crazy.
That girl really did well. She raised her daughter well on her own, sent her to university, and eventually her daughter got a good job. She then took her to the city to enjoy a better life. She chose the best path.
Sometimes what is a dead end for others is the best choice for her, because everyone wants different things. She doesn't like men, and being with Fu Xiangrong is partly for revenge and partly to have a child.
And the facts have proven that her choice was absolutely right, haven't they?
...
When Fang Miao was released, many years had passed. She found that everything was different and she no longer fit into this world. But she was determined to try to integrate into it.
She could only do the hardest work and barely survive.
...
Mo Yan returned to her room, and Tuanzi immediately surrounded her. "Boss, boss, how did the mission go? Why didn't you take me with you?"
Mo Yan's lips curled up slightly. "Didn't you come with me?" Is she planning to pretend to have amnesia?
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