The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Tell me about it." Mo Xiaolan continued to refill the tea.

Mo Luofan returned to sit opposite her and said, "Ten days later, Li Jinyi will have a ghost marriage. Just as you guessed, there is indeed a host, a man in his twenties, named Xing."

"continue."

"The ghost marriage method is to worship a chicken at midnight with a virgin body. The ghost marriage partner is completely unknown."

"Ten days later." Mo Xiaolan touched her hair: "Right now, we are still in the dark about ghost marriage, so why not change the date? I will replace Li Jinyi first..."

"No." Mo Luofan interrupted her and continued, "Unlike normal weddings, ghost marriages cannot have headscarves, so they cannot be changed."

"so what should I do now?"

"Li Jinyi's path is not feasible anymore, why don't we find another target?"

"Do you want me to give up on her?" Mo Xiaolan didn't hear the hidden meaning in Mo Luo's words, and anger showed up on her face.

"Master, please don't get angry first." Mo Luofan greeted with a smile: "What I mean is, why not let Mr. Xing take the bait himself? After all, isn't he the one who knows the most about ghost marriages?"

"Do you have any idea?"

"Wait." Mo Luofan slowly took her hand and said, "Of course, we are not just waiting quietly. Master, why don't you teach me some skills in the next few days? If Mr. Xing is really a monster, I can help you and won't hold you back."

Seeing his pious eyes and thinking that she was bored anyway, she agreed.

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"Wrong, wrong, wrong." Mo Xiaolan held his hand, made a sword gesture, and pulled out the bright yellow talisman from his left hand: "You took the talisman wrong, how can you possibly use it."

"These talismans all look exactly the same, how can you tell them apart?"

"So I'll let you recite it!" She pressed the correct spell into his hand and said, "Continue."

"Master Mo." A plainclothes man ran in. When he saw Mo Xiaolan, he was shocked and asked stutteringly, "Master Mo, who is this?"

"My wife." Mo Luofan shamelessly hugged Mo Xiaolan beside him into his arms.

"Madam? Sir Mo, your wife knows..."

"Ahem." Mo Luofan coughed twice, let go of the person in his arms, and pulled the man out. After making sure that Mo Xiaolan couldn't hear him, he asked, "How is it going?"

The man took out a pink sachet from his bosom and said, "It's done. You can go there tonight. But does Madam know about this?"

Mo Luofan put the sachet into his waistband and said, "I need it for the case. Don't tell her about this for now, so as not to disturb me."

"Yes, how long do you plan to go, sir?"

"Now."

Mo Luofan returned to the courtyard, hugged Mo Xiaolan's waist from behind, and whispered in her ear: "I have a case to investigate tonight, so I may not be back. You should be careful at home and keep the door closed."

"Oh." Mo Xiaolan responded and muttered softly, "I'm not a child anymore."

"I can't help it. My wife is so beautiful that she will definitely attract some lawless people to covet her. I have to keep a close eye on her."

"Who is your wife?" Mo Xiaolan blushed all of a sudden, broke free from his embrace, and pretended to straighten her clothes as if nothing had happened: "Go away."

After Mo Luofan left, Mo Xiaolan made a sword out of branches in the yard and practiced swordsmanship. Night was falling.

Looking at the darkness, she unconsciously recalled everything that had happened in the past few days. These days had been so beautiful, so beautiful that it seemed like a dream.

It turns out that apart from the master-disciple relationship and the original work, she and Mo Luofan actually get along like this, really like an ordinary couple, but with more adventure than an ordinary couple.

“I really want this to last forever.”

Mo Xiaolan was startled by her idea and immediately came to her senses: "What am I thinking about?"

Just as she was about to rest, there was a hurried knock on the door.

"Who is it?" She opened the door and saw a lady standing at the door. When the lady saw her, she asked, "Are you the wife of Lord Mo Luofanmo?"

"Well...right?" Mo Xiaolan said.

"Then do you know about your husband and my husband going to the brothel?"

"Flower House?"

"Sure enough!" The lady stamped her feet and tugged at the handkerchief in her hand, saying, "Men are all so dull. We have only been married for a month."

"Could there be any misunderstanding?"

"If you don't believe me, come with me and see for yourself."

Mo Xiaolan was directly pulled by the lady to a place called "Zuihuanlou". Looking at the gorgeous girls at the door, she instantly understood what this place was used for.

"Hey, why are there two girls here?" The madam walked over with her fat body. Mo Xiaolan could tell at a glance that the jade pendant hanging around her waist was Mo Luofan's. She also said it was beautiful, and Mo Luofan said he would give it to her if she liked it, but she refused.

The madam looked Mo Xiaolan up and down, with a sly smile in her eyes: "This girl is really pretty."

"Where is my husband?" the lady asked, blocking the madam's sight.

"Are you two here to look for your husband?" The madam seemed a little surprised. "Who is this important person who would send this beautiful lady to this red-light district? I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place."

"If you don't tell us, we'll find it ourselves." Madam dragged Mo Xiaolan up to the second floor, and the madam shouted from below: "Madams, you two really made a mistake."

Mo Xiaolan walked to a room and said to herself, "He is not inside." When the door was opened, there was indeed no sign of Mo Luofan inside.

She breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the lady's sleeve: "Are you really mistaken?"

"Impossible, I saw him come in with my own eyes." The lady pushed open the door of the next room, and inside was the man who came to see Mo Luofan today. The man was drinking with the woman next to him. When he saw the lady, he jumped up in fright.

"We, we, we are on business."

"Official business, it's already like this, why are you still talking about official business? Are you blind or am I?"

Mo Xiaolan didn't want to get involved in their affairs, so she turned around and prepared to leave. Seeing this, the man immediately followed her. After she walked out the door, she vaguely heard someone in the next room calling "Mr. Mo". The voice was soft and tender.

Her body felt as if it was pricked by needles. She trembled all over and walked towards the room uncontrollably.

"Mrs. Mo." The man stopped her and shouted, "My Lord is not here. I am the only one here."

Mo Xiaolan turned her head and looked at him. Her eyes were as sharp and cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. The man didn't dare to move forward.

"Put on your clothes and don't embarrass your wife when you go out."

The man then realized that his upper body was naked, and his wife was still sitting inside crying, while all the girls had already dispersed.

Mo Xiaolan gently pushed open the door, and as soon as she stepped in, she stepped on a black garment by the door. She picked up the black garment and saw that it had a Qilin pattern on it. It was the garment that Mo Luofan was wearing today. She gently closed the door and continued walking forward.

As we went further in, the moans of men and women became louder and louder.

On the rosy bed, two figures were intertwined, and the red gauze curtain fluttered gently, stinging her eyes.

"Mr. Mo~" The woman who was dating Mo Luofan saw the uninvited guest beside the bed in a daze, was startled, and pushed the person who was pressing on her.

Mo Luofan turned around and was shocked: "Why are you here?"

At that moment, many thoughts popped up in Mo Xiaolan's mind. What should she do? Cry and make a scene? Go up and slap him and then run away?

If it was the real Mo Xiaolan, what would she do...

After a few seconds of silence, she placed the clothes in her arms on the table next to her and said softly, "Be careful."

Then he turned and walked out without crying or making a fuss.

Because if it was the real Mo Xiaolan, she would never express her anger in such a childish way as crying. Nothing could really touch her, and she would not feel heartbroken, sad, or upset for anyone.

Suddenly, I felt a little envious of her.

As soon as the door was opened, a group of people were watching outside. They were quite surprised to see the "original wife" walk out calmly.

"Madam." The madam walked out of the crowd, took Mo Xiaolan's hand and patted it: "Don't be sad. As a man, there is no man who doesn't cheat. Having three wives and four concubines is common. Master Mo is still so young. You should wait for him for a few more years. When he has had enough fun, he will come back."

"It's because everyone thinks like you that women are so miserable. Why should women bear the brunt of men's infidelity?" Mo Xiaolan felt that she was being rude and tried to suppress her anger. She shook her head helplessly and said, "Also, I'm not his wife. Even if I were, I have no obligation to wait for him. Goodbye."

"Girl, in this world, men are the masters, men are superior and women are inferior. If you don't rely on your man, you will be useless."

Mo Xiaolan didn't want to argue with her. Why would someone in this illusion need to argue so much?

"Mr. Mo, you won't chase me."

"No need." Mo Luofan picked up his clothes and put them on carefully: "She is just a woman, why bother me?"

"Your Excellency is truly a man of great courage." The woman half-lying on the couch, playing with the gold and silver in her hands, "Your Excellency is a rare talent. I am so grateful that I could have this night of lovemaking with you. I have no regrets in my life."

She turned over and half sat on the bed and continued, "Mr. Xing is a demon. I was forced into a ghost marriage and escaped halfway through. I ended up in this place of fireworks and only then saved my life. It can be said that no one in this world knows Mr. Xing better than me."

"Oh." Mo Luofan sat back on the couch, hooked her chin with his hand, and raised it slightly: "Then how can I get the rest of the information?"

The white and tender arm hooked around his neck, and the woman said, "Sir, please redeem me and let me be your concubine. In this way, everything I have will belong to you, including your secrets."

Mo Luofan smiled and took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and shook it: "It's not impossible to redeem you, but I want to know if it's worth it, Miss Yuhong."

Yuhong looked at the gold in his hand, took a deep breath, and said, "Mr. Xing doesn't touch prostitutes or girls who have lost their virginity."

"Why?"

"Practicing magic, his weakness is his right eye." Hongyu pointed at her right eye: "I stabbed his right eye and escaped. How about it, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it."

"That's good." Yuhong hooked her arms around his neck and pulled him into the bed again.

After walking out of the brothel, there were still not many people on the street. She had held back in the brothel just now, but now that there was no one around her, a gust of cold wind was enough to make her explode.

He punched the wall next to him, his anger rising uncontrollably.

"What a broken illusion, Chen, come out here, let me out, I don't want to play anymore!"

"Once you enter, you can only leave after passing through customs." The angry voices of young men came from all directions: "Mo Xiaolan, you are angry."

"So what? You're playing with people like that. Isn't that infuriating?"

"Look at your left hand."

Mo Xiaolan lifted up her left sleeve and saw that a picture of a green mythical beast with a snake-like face had appeared on it.

"Every time you get angry, the corresponding totem will deepen, representing your anger. When it deepens to black, you will never be able to get out of it again."

Mo Xiaolan touched the picture of the mythical beast on her wrist, and the anger in her heart disappeared by half. She had just treated this imaginary world as the real world.

The Mo Luofan here is not the real Mo Luofan, he is a bait for anger, a bait to lure her into getting angry. The real Mo Luofan is still waiting outside for her to come out. The real Mo Luofan would not be like this.

"Really, that's not the case?"

"Excuse me, are you the immortal cultivator?"

On the deserted street, a boy about eight or nine years old wearing a cloak walked towards Mo Xiaolan, holding on to the wall.

Seeing how frail he looked, as if a light breeze could blow him to the ground, Mo Xiaolan immediately went over to support him.

"Master Xiuxian." The boy grabbed her arm and said in a pleading tone: "Please, save my sister. She shouldn't die for me."

The boy is the younger brother of Li Jinyi, the bride who is about to be married to a ghost.

He told Mo Xiaolan that he had been weak since he was a child, and almost since he could remember, he had been taking medicine as food.

He was raised in a secluded place and was not allowed to play with any children for fear of hurting him. During these lonely days, his sister was undoubtedly his only spiritual support. She would find toys for him to play with and tell him how wonderful the world outside was.

The boy thought that even if he could never get well in his lifetime, he wouldn't be too miserable as he had his sister by his side.

But one day he learned that his disease could be cured, but the price was his sister's life. He didn't want his sister to die for him, so he helped his sister get a chance to escape, but in the end his sister was caught.

"I am a useless person. It is a great blessing for me to be able to survive. But my sister has a lot of prime years to live. That is just a superstition. I don't want my sister to lose her life because of this superstition."

Mo Xiaolan looked at the child in front of her and subconsciously reached out to touch his head. He was just a child, why did he see things more clearly than most people?

"Okay, I'll help you save your sister."