Su Luo snorted: "In the back, shouldn't it be the young man in white and your third uncle's beautiful wife who looked at each other, then fell in love and eloped together?"
Mo Jiaqiang stared at Su Luo with a ghost-like look: "You, you, how did you know?!"
Su Luo spread his hands: "Such a bloody story, don't tell the storytellers outside."
Mo Jia said strongly: "But, there is a follow-up!"
"Oh?"
Su Luo raised her eyebrows slightly.
Mo Jiaqiang clenched his fist and said, "The third uncle has been running outside all the time, looking for his wife, and later found her, but..."
Su Luo smiled lightly: "After finding it, shouldn't that beautiful wife be taken into the mansion by the young son, but she can't be the wife, and can only be raised as a concubine and a concubine?"
Mo Jiaqiang stared at Su Luo with a ghost-like gaze: "You you you..."
Su Luo spread her hands: "In the end, that beautiful wife will not be abused by the wife of the young master in white, or even tortured to death?"
"you you you… "
Su Luo sighed deeply: "A story like this... is really not new at all, right?"
Mo Jiaqiang was robbed by Su Luo, and his face was indignant: "Aren't you curious, who is that boy in white?"
Su Luo thought for a while: "The Imperial Family?"
"You!" Mo Jiaqiang stared at Su Luo with a ghost-like look again: "How is this possible? How could you possibly guess it? How did you guess it? Are you a human or a ghost?!"
Mo Jiaqiang felt that Su Luo was simply amazing!
"Do you know how to read minds?!"
Su Luo said angrily, "If I can read minds, would I still need to ask you this?"
Nangong Liuyun does know how to read minds, but Su Luo knows very well that even a superpower like Nangong Liuyun can't use mind-reading miracles unrestrictedly, otherwise it will not only hurt the body, but also hurt luck.
The body can be healed, but if the luck is hurt... it will be miserable.
Therefore, if Nangong Liuyun could not use the mind-reading technique, Su Luo tried his best not to use it.
"You, you..." Mo Jiaqiang glared at Su Luo!
Su Luo said angrily, "Alright, alright, we're not wolves, you won't bring wolves into the room unless..."
Su Luo smiled lightly and glanced at Mo Jiaqiang: "Someone is courting death."
Mo Jiaqiang had a warm and simple smile on his face: "How come, we are all good people in Mojia Village! Even the third uncle is a good person! It's just that his face is disgusting and soft."
Su Luo nodded: "Have you arrived at the village chief's house?"
"It's right in front." Mo Jiaqiang pointed to the quaint courtyard on the other side of the river, and said to Su Luo enthusiastically, "We Mo Village Chief is the best person, not only for the guests, but also for the villagers of our Mojia Village. , that's even better, usually if you ask him for any trouble, it will definitely be resolved."
With that said, Mo Jiaqiang shouted to the other side of the river: "Mo Village Chief ~ Village Chief~~ a distinguished guest is coming~~"
The river bank is about 100 meters wide, and there is a quaint wooden bridge in the middle. The wooden bridge swings with the wind. If you want to pass, you may not dare to dare.
Su Luo looked at the rickety wooden bridge, and then saw the simple and clean but not luxurious bridge across the river, a faint light appeared in his eyes.
Soon, the gate of the ancient courtyard opposite creaked, and a gentle voice shouted: "Ouch, Qiangzi, why are you here?"