This male ghost wants to marry me

The village where Mo Liusu lives is far away from the town, so walking with Ling Tian this time feels like the time is going very fast.

No matter how reluctant, after all, we have to part.At the gate of Ling's mansion, Mo Liusu watched Ling Tian being surrounded by servants, Ling Tian turned his head frequently, hoping to take one more look than the previous second.

When the gate of Ling's house was closed, Mo Liusu's heart followed him in, saying that coming to the town to buy rice was just an excuse, and Ling Tian had already returned home, so he should go back too.

Walking alone on the way back, Mo Liusu reminded Zhang Shan when passing by the pier. Ling Tian mentioned in a letter that he sent a lot of money to Zhang Shan's wife so that his wife and children would not have to suffer all the time.

A fortune teller on the side of the road saw Mo Liusu and shouted, "Young man, do you want to have a fortune teller?"

Mo Liusu glanced left and right, pointed at himself and said, "Are you calling me? Sorry, I don't have money to tell fortunes."

The fortune teller said indifferently: "This old man is only looking for people who are destined, and I saw you from a long distance. Come here and have a fortune telling!"

Mo Liusu hesitated for a while, thinking that it doesn't matter if the calculations are made, he sat down in front of the fortune teller and said, "Then I will trouble you, sir."

The fortune teller looked at Mo Liusu's face, the expression on his face was a little weird, and he kept muttering about it.

Mo Liusu didn't know what he meant, his face was twisted by the fortune teller all the time, and after a while the fortune teller said, "Give me your left hand."

Mo Liusu obediently stretched out his left hand, the fortune teller took Mo Liusu's hand and looked at it for a long time, then touched the bones of his left hand, sighed and shook his head in silence.

Mo Liusu asked tentatively: "Sir, is there any problem with my face and palm reading? What does it mean to shake your head and sigh?"

The fortune teller put down Mo Liusu's hand and said, "In the past ten or so years of your life, although life was hard, you also knew how to enjoy the hardships, and you met noble people along the way."

Your Excellency?What Mo Liusu thought of was Lan Xuan and Ling Tian, ​​because after they came, life at home was not as difficult as before.

Seeing Mo Liusu pursed his lips and smiled, the fortune teller said again: "Don't be too happy too early, the noble person of your destiny is also your nemesis, and soon you will have a catastrophe, the source of this catastrophe is that Your Majesty."

Mo Liusu said suspiciously: "I will have catastrophe in the future? Why is it a noble person and a nemesis at the same time?"

The fortune teller said: "These are fates, and don't take it seriously. This catastrophe is related to your life and death. Whether it can be resolved or not is all up to you. I can only say so much."

Mo Liusu got up to leave, but not far away, the fortune teller behind shouted: "In the next few days, no matter what happens, don't leave home, you must remember."

Mo Liusu smiled and thanked the fortune teller, regardless of whether what he said was true or not, but he didn't look like a lie, and kept telling himself, but Mo Liusu still didn't believe Ling Tian was his nemesis .

After Mo Liusu walked away, the fortune teller couldn't help sighing, and murmured, "It's destined, can he really escape?"

When Mo Liusu returned to the village, he didn't pay much attention to what the fortune teller said just now, and the words of doom might just remind himself to be careful.

Back at the door of the house, a group of people gathered around Mo Liusu's house, all holding things like sticks in their hands. Meng Wenyao was arguing fiercely with the villagers, and Mo Liuli, who was hiding at the door, kept wiping away tears.

Mo Liusu ran forward and asked, "What's going on? What are you all arguing about?"

One of the villagers said, "You're finally back, Mo Liusu..."

Mo Liusu stared blankly at them and said, "Did I do anything to offend you?"

The villager rushed forward, pushed Moliusu, and scolded angrily: "Don't you fucking pretend to be innocent, don't you know what you are like?"

Meng Wenyao supported Mo Liusu and said, "It's not your turn to worry about what my son is like. Please leave my house quickly."

"You still have the nerve to say it? If it wasn't for your connivance, why would there be a dead Duanxiu in our village? Your family has completely lost the face of our village."

Mo Liusu's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Tiejiang Wang squeezed out from the crowd, grabbed Mo Liusu's collar and said, "You are obviously a dead man, but you seduce other people's daughters all day long, Mo Liusu, what do you care about?"

After speaking, he pushed Mo Liusu to the ground, and other villagers rushed to punch and kick Mo Liusu, and the sticks in their hands kept falling on Mo Liusu.

Meng Wenyao was just a woman, she tried her best to get in front of her son, Mo Liuli watched her brother being beaten, and cried louder, just when she wanted to go with her mother, Mo Liusu was kicked aside by the red-eyed villagers .

The more the villagers beat, the more angry they became, and the more they cursed, the more they hated. The strength in their hands continued to increase, and Mo Liusu was able to cover his head at first, and his consciousness gradually became a little blurred.

Blacksmith Wang dragged the dying Mo Liusu up from the ground, and said viciously, "If you marry my daughter and promise not to do such degrading things again, we will let you go this time."

Mo Liusu's body, face, and mouth were all covered with blood, and his eyes could not be opened because of the beating. He said with difficulty: "What the hell did I...do wrong...what..."

Blacksmith Wang said, "It's already this time, don't you know where you went wrong? Do you really want to be beaten to death by us?"

As he said that, Tiejiang Wang threw Mo Liusu out, and Mo Liusu was motionless on the ground. Meng Wenyao ran to Mo Liusu crying, hugged Mo Liusu and shouted to those people: "Aren't you afraid of retribution if you do this? ? Whether he likes a man or a woman, he just likes someone, so why should he be treated like this by you?"

One of the tall villagers snatched Mo Liusu from Meng Wenyao's arms and said, "Since you have no way to teach your son, then we will discipline him for you. When he is broken, we will take care of him. You can stay at home." Have a good rest."

The tall villager grabbed Mo Liusu's hair and was about to drag her away. Meng Wenyao hugged the villager's legs tightly. No matter how the villager kicked her, she would not let go. The man with Mo Liusu hit him hard.

The tall villager was a little dazed after being beaten, he let go of Mo Liusu, walked in front of Mo Liuli and was slapped, and when he wanted to continue beating, Blacksmith Wang stopped him.

The blocked villagers were a little unhappy, and spat in Mo Liuli's direction, cursing, "There really isn't anything good in Duanxiu's house."

Mo Liusu was lying on the ground, his whole body was in severe pain and his mind was confused. Seeing that his mother and sister were both affected by him, he became anxious, spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up, and finally passed out.

Seeing Mo Liusu vomiting blood, a group of people panicked and looked at Tiejiang Wang.

Blacksmith Wang scolded angrily: "Dead Duanxiu is really hypocritical, no matter what, let's take it away first..."