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Chapter 138 Meeting with the Patriarch of the Mo Family
"That's true. I'm still frightened by the last calamity. Luckily, you're quick-witted, sister!"

The golden sword became angry when it thought of the thunder tribulation.

Is that a tribulation?
That was obviously a punishment from heaven!

If someone can do such a stupid thing, it's really hard to guarantee that Tiandao doesn't have other intentions.

Thinking of this, it also became anxious, "Then we must get involved in the Mo family's affairs. One more ally, one more guarantee!"

Everything depends on human efforts. As long as they work hard enough, sooner or later they will be able to compete with the laws of nature!
"Yeah, but I can't just go to the Mo family like this. It's too conspicuous."

After thinking about it, Song Wanning took out the sound transmission talisman and sent a message to Song Qingyun.

After communicating with Song Qingyun, Song Qingyun came forward and sent a sound transmission note to the head of the Mo family, and made an appointment to have a chat in another teahouse.

Family patriarchs usually have contact information with each other, and this is the most reliable method Song Wanning could think of.

Song Qingyun repeatedly emphasized that this matter must not be known to other people, and he believed that the head of the Mo family would also understand the importance of this matter.

After making the contact, Song Wanning rested in the room.

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Mo family.

Mo Rou, the head of the Mo family, received the communication talisman from Song Qingyun and put it away with a puzzled look on her face.

She was quite familiar with Song Qingyun and often met him at family gatherings, but they did not meet in private very often. After all, Song Qingyun was a married man, and as a woman, she did not want to spread any rumors about him.

But now, judging from his tone, it seems that there is something very important to discuss.

She still has to go.

Just as I agreed, someone came to report outside the door.

"Master, the Second Master accidentally captured a mermaid today!"

"Serman?"

Mo Rou raised her eyebrows in surprise. Hadn't the mermaids been extinct long ago?

Out of curiosity, she had the mermaid brought in.

After taking a closer look, Mo Rou felt delighted. It was indeed the long-lost mermaid!
She immediately asked, "This mermaid also has healing abilities, right?"

The one who answered was Mo Rou's second brother, known as the Second Master by others. "Of course, I've already tested it. Although this mermaid can't speak, its healing ability is not weak. I was thinking that your old injury has been there for more than two hundred years and has never been able to recover. Maybe you can give this mermaid a try!"

The Second Master looked at his sister with a hint of heartache in his eyes.

My sister worked so hard for the Mo family that she not only had insufficient time to practice, but her old illness had not even been cured.

Now that we have found this mermaid, we will naturally report it to you as soon as possible.

"Okay! Second brother, let's keep this mermaid for now. If it can cure the old illness, that would be great!"

Mo Rou felt happy from the bottom of her heart. As long as her elder and second brothers were around, she would always be a cared-for child.

The Second Master smiled and nodded, but then something clicked in his mind and his face darkened. "Hmph, that fellow Mo Wentian, knowing today that I had found the mermaid, actually had it taken away and displayed everywhere, even saying it would be auctioned off at Baixiangfang tomorrow!"

"That ambitious beast is afraid that your old injury will be repaired and will hinder his progress!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He lifted his robe and sat down with a stern look. "But I've already dealt with that servant who betrayed his master. He actually dared to betray me and took the mermaid away without my knowledge. He must be fed up with life!"

"Mo Wentian won't give up until he achieves his goal. He's been giving me a lot of trouble over the years, and now he's getting even more restless!"

Mo Rou also sat down with a gloomy face, staring at the mermaid with a gradually deepening gaze.

"The more he doesn't want me to get better, the more I have to get better sooner!"

She had long wanted to get rid of Mo Wentian, but his cultivation was so high, and he had a group of people following him, which often made her physically and mentally exhausted and left her with no time to deal with him.

Now that these actions have been exposed, the disciples of the Mo family are almost falling apart.

"If we continue like this, our Mo family will only go downhill!"

Mo Rou sighed.

Mo Wentian has a violent temper, acts impulsively and unscrupulously, and is totally unsuitable to be the head of a family.

This was also the reason why the old patriarch was unwilling to pass the position to him.

"Forget it, let's not talk about him for now. I have something to do. I will try this mermaid when I come back!" At the same time, in another courtyard of the Mo family, Mo Wentian was looking at the account book. This was his private property outside, and the annual profit was not small. This was something that the Mo family did not know.

Someone beside him said, "Master, the mermaid has been sent over."

"I think the Second Elder and the others have no doubts. They probably haven't discovered our secret."

"Oh? Good job!"

Mo Wentian smiled when he heard this, but without putting down the account book in his hand, he said, "Remember to silence them and don't let that family tell anyone about this."

I promised that disciple that if he could bring the mermaid out, he would bring many benefits to his family.

The man had no hope of advancement, so he wanted to find a future for his family.

But who can guarantee that his family members won’t talk nonsense?

After all, only the dead can keep secrets.

"Master, rest assured, I will definitely get it done!"

"However... the master of the family seemed to have gone out just now. I don't know what he did."

"It doesn't matter."

Mo Wentian raised his head and sneered, "Don't pay too much attention to her, lest you arouse her suspicion and ruin my good deeds!"

"Yes, I understand..."

The disciple withdrew, and Mo Wentian continued to pick up the account book and read it.

He put his legs on the table and hummed twice in a happy mood.

Mo Rou's death is approaching, and by then...

Everything in the Mo family will belong to him!

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In Linfu Inn, Song Wanning sat in a private room with a cloak beside her to conceal her figure.

When she came in just now, she had been wearing a cloak, not letting anyone see her true appearance.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

The door was opened and quickly closed.

Mo Rou walked in, and when she saw that the person coming was Song Wanning, she was slightly stunned.

"It's you?"

"Master Mo, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been lately?"

Song Wanning sat still and smiled at Mo Rou.

Noila Mo was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, walked forward and sat down with a smile.

"The last time I saw you, you were just a little kid in your twenties. In the blink of an eye, you've grown so big!"

She felt sad in her heart that the little girl Song Wanning had already advanced to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, while she, a senior, was still stagnant in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach!

"Then I'd better call you Aunt Mo!"

Song Wanning continued with a smile.

Although Mo Rou is over three hundred years old, she still looks like a young girl in her twenties, but she has a strong aura and looks a little mature and steady.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with calling her Aunt Mo.

Noila Mo raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

Song Wanning tried to get close to me as soon as she arrived, it seemed like things were not simple!

Thanks for the gift from baby "20241225235363", muah (ε｀)

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