Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

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

After that, Mo Zhangkuang led the way.

Song Ci hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Walking into this passage again, it was brightly lit. The passage was only wide enough to accommodate two people. Song Ci took a step behind Mo Zhang Kuang and followed his steps through the passage.

Mo Zhangkuang pushed open the stone door at the end of the road and turned on the chandelier above his head. When the chandelier was lit, countless small lights also lit up on the wall.

Song Ci opened his eyes after adjusting to the light. When she saw clearly how strange the environment was, her face was filled with shock. "Teacher, what is this place?"

"Look, what does it look like here?" Mo Zhangkuang asked her leisurely.

Song Ci told the truth: "It's like a cage."

Mo Zhangkuang laughed softly and told Song Ci: "What you see is the place where my Mo family kept medicine people. Two hundred years ago, this place was full of medicine people. Until now, medicine people Humanity is on the verge of extinction, and there is only one medicine man left in the world.”

Song Ci heard this in confusion, and she pretended to be confused and asked: "What is a medicine man?"

Mo Zhangkuang said: "They are people who are born with a medicinal fragrance in their bodies. As they grow older, the medicinal fragrance on their bodies will disappear. But when they are emotional, they will emit the medicinal fragrance again."

"Such a race of people, we call them medicine people. The bodies of medicine people are very wonderful. Their blood can improve the efficacy of all medicines. Their flesh and blood can restore health to long-ill patients. Their hearts, It can even kill the dead with flesh and bones!"

"They are full of treasures!"

After hearing what Mo Zhangkuang said, Song Ci's expression was surprised and shocked.

Mo Zhangkuang looked at Song Ci's reaction. Her reaction was as he expected, and she was even calmer than what he thought he would see.

Mo Zhangkuang knew that 'Song Fei' could accept this kind of thing.

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

Hearing this question, Mo Zhangkuang was in a trance.

For a moment, Mo Zhangkuang thought that time traveled back to more than sixty years ago. That year, he was sixteen years old, his elder brother Mo Qingkuang was eighteen years old, and Mo Xiaokuang was nineteen years old.

That day, the head of the Mo family, their father, took the three of them to the back mountain. That was the first time Mo Zhangkuang saw the medicine man.

At that time, after learning about the existence of the medicine man, Mo Zhangkuang felt it was very magical. Arriving at this room, Mo Zhangkuang saw the medicine man and felt very excited.

Mo Xiaokuang was also a little curious, so he and Mo Xiaokuang looked around the medicine man, wanting to see how the medicine man was different from ordinary people.

Just as he was looking at it intently, he heard his brother Mo Qingkuang ask softly: "Father, is this medicine man a human being or medicine?"

When his father heard this question, he looked at Mo Qingkuang and smiled in surprise. My father said, "It's considered medicine."

Mo Qingkuang stared at the two medicine men. He stepped forward and touched the young medicine man's wrist, as if to diagnose his pulse.

Mo Qingkuang let go of the medicine man's hand, squatted in front of the medicine man, staring at the medicine man's beautiful face, he said: "They are just like us, in human form, with a heartbeat, able to think, and know fear and pain."

Mo Qingkuang looked back at his father, his eyes cold. "That's it, you're still telling me that they are considered medicine?"

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

When Mo Qingkuang saw Yao Ren for the first time, he felt disgusted with the actions of the Mo clan. The conversation that day also laid the foundation for Mo Qingkuang to let Yao Ren go in the future.

After more than sixty years, Mo Zhangkuang clenched his hands when he heard this similar question again.

"Teacher? Is this question difficult to answer?"

Mo Zhangkuang withdrew from his memories and glanced at Song Ci.

Looking at the young disciple's clean and beautiful face, Mo said arrogantly: "They are human beings."

People cannot be ignored. Medicine people are not medicine, they are people.

Song Ci was quite surprised when she heard this answer. She thought that Mo Zhangkuang would deny the fact that the medicine man was a human being.

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

Mo Zhangkuang was a little excited, and he said excitedly: "We are committing crimes, but we are also benefiting society! Do you know how many people who are useful to this society have regained their health after taking the medicine produced by our Mo family? Of?"

"But everyone's life matters, teacher. It's unfair to them to do this."

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

Song Fei took a deep breath and said nothing.

If you don't have good medical skills, you can only follow evil ways. This is not called great love, it is called no love!

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

Mo Zhangkuang patted her back and said, "Just get used to it."

Song Ci stopped talking again.

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

After saying that, Mo Zhangkuang took Song Ci to the stairs, went up to the second floor, walked through the usual corridor, and stopped at the door of a small cubicle on the left.

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

"Yingying." Mo Zhangkuang called her.

Song Ci was a little surprised when she heard what Mo Zhangkuang 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 so pale that she was sickly, and her hair was jet black. Her face was covered with wrinkles, and even her eyelids were drooped. Her two cloudy brown eyes always made people feel panicked when they looked at people.

As soon as she saw Mo Zhangkuang, Nangong Yingying's lips subconsciously evoked a mocking smile. But when she noticed a pretty, cold and arrogant young woman standing next to Nangong Yingying, her expression froze.

granddaughter?

Nangong Yingying was surprised.

How could this girl stand with Mo Zhangkuang?

Nangong Yingying pretended not to know Song Ci. She sneered and asked Mo Zhangkuang, "Is this your granddaughter?" Nangong Yingying had always known that Mo Zhangkuang had a granddaughter named Mo Fengying. The last time they met, Mo Feng Yingcai is twelve years old.

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

Mo Zhangang shook his head and said, "This is my little disciple, named Song Fei. Song Fei, come up and take a closer look. This is the medicine man Nangong Yingying. You can call her Granny Medicine."

Song Ci walked closer and looked at Nangong Yingying through the fence. Like a curious child, she asked Mo Zhangkuang: "Can I go in and see her?"

Mo Zhangkuang did not refuse, but nodded in 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.

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

Looking at Nangong Yingying's face at such a close distance, Song Ci realized that her father's eyes actually looked like her grandmother's. They were both binocular and had very beautiful hazel-colored pupils.

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

When the grandfather and grandson met, they could not hug each other or tell each other their feelings. They could only stare at each other quietly. Soon, Nangong Yingying's eyes were filled with tears.

Song Ci wiped away Nangong Yingying's tears with her hands, and then touched Nangong Yingying's cheek in front of Mo Zhangkuang.

Mo Zhangkuang thought that Song Ci was observing the difference between medicine people and normal people, and he liked to see it.

Song Ci gently held Nangong Yingying's chin, and with Mo Zhangkuang on her back, she called Nangong Yingying: "Grandma."

Nangong Yingying saw Song Ci's lips clearly. Her lips were so tight that she almost cried. But Nangong Yingying was very tolerant, and she quickly held back her tears.