Chapter 2

The "squeaky" door was gently pushed open, and a fragrance came in from outside the door.

The girl stopped sobbing and sat silently at the head of the bed.

The sound of footsteps, familiar footsteps come into the ears, getting closer and closer, and the aroma is getting stronger and stronger.

"Let's eat something." The familiar gentle voice was slightly heavier, and a warm shoulder pressed against his thin and cold shoulders.

The girl was silent, with her hands hanging on her closed legs, her head low, and her face could not be seen clearly. Under the short hair, you can see the white and tender skin.

The person smiled, started to straighten the messy hair on the girl's forehead, and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. Forgive me for embarrassing you. Eat something."

The girl was silent, speechless and motionless.

Someone looked at the girl with a bowl of fragrant dumplings in her hand. Next door was the sound of two elders shouting, mixed with some explanatory words of the third brother.

I don't know how long it took, but the voice over there gradually decreased. The girl was still silent and speechless, and the heat of the dumplings gradually dissipated.

The visitor also sat quietly next to her, holding dumplings.

It was not until the sound of turning off the lights next door that the girl said, "Aren't you tired of holding it like this?"

"I'll take it. You can get it whenever you want to eat it. Moreover, sister, your shoulders have always been cold. I'm worried."

The girl raised her head, and two tears were clearly imprinted on her face, but there was a relaxed and happy smile at the corners of her mouth and said, "You are becoming more and more like your father. The Mo family is also a descendant.

"Real?" Mo Jun smiled, but didn't pay much attention to him. He didn't have much impression of his father, who was still young at that time.

"They are all responsible men."

Mo Jun looked at his sister, grabbed the spoon, gently scooped up a dumpling, came to his sister's dry lips, and said, "It's cold. Eat it."

Molly looked at Mo Jun's gentle smile, gently opened her mouth, swallowed the dumplings in her mouth, and chewed a few bites. The second dumpling had come to her mouth with Mo Jun's gentle smile.

She watched, chewed, swallowed, and then took a bite.

The door of the room opened a gap between the two unconsciously, and a faint figure leaned against the door frame and stared at the two people silently.

Looking at his beloved sister fall asleep with a satisfied smile, Mo Jun smiled gently. He gently covered his sister with a quilt and got up and walked out of the room.

"What about Xiaomei and Xiaomei?" Close the door, Mo Jun said with a smile.

"I fell asleep." There was a slightly cold sound behind him.

"Well, what is the task this time? I don't think you will really be that kind of illusory professional player. No matter how nice the game is, it is impossible for you and me to make money, and as far as I know, "Fantasy of Love" has been running for more than a year. For us who have just entered the game, there is no chance to make a lot of money. " Mo Jun turned around and looked at the expressionless face.

The latter's mask-like expression melted in an instant, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes, and his faint blue hair flashed with a tragic blue under the fluorescent lamp.

"The purpose of that person is to kill her." Mo Fan slowly took out a photo, which reflected a dignified but lovely girl. Her snow-blue hair gently flew around her ears, her blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and the skin in a few places in the photo was as white as ceramics.

Mo Jun sighed and said, "What's the quotation?"

"500,000." Mo Fan sat on the sofa, looked at the photos, and was silent.

"Did you do it?" Mo Jun sat down beside him, with their shoulders next to each other.

"What can't be done?" Mo Fan smiled faintly, but was stained pale by the color of the fluorescent lamp.

"500,000, is it enough for us to kill a person? You really look up to us." Mo Jun also smiled gently, but under the fluorescent lamp, he looked cold.

"It's not about us, because it's the value of that person." Mo Fan lowered his head and looked at the girl in the photo. The long sea covered his eyes, but at this moment, he was a little more cold.

"Is it the way those people measure a person?" Mo Jun's smile is brighter.

"Dongfang Ningyu, now the successor of the Oriental Group, is only 14 years old..."

"Push it." Mo Jun restrained his smile, slowly stood up and went back to his room.

"Can't you do it...?" Mo Fan looked at Mo Jun's * back to the room and muttered.

"Ah, what a pity. This task can only be completed by people as strong as you and your brother. If neither of you can do it, then maybe no one can complete it." In an underground place, an oily and fat middle-aged man sat on the black-skinned boss's chair across kua, urging the girl under him and shaking her head regretfully.

"Do you think I'm a newborn child? Please put away what you are thinking." There was a cold voice on the phone.

The voice seemed to be a little cold. The middle-aged man trembled with fat, and something that had been raised suddenly disappeared, like a dried eggplant, and his face turned into a dark blue that could be recognized by the naked eye.

"This...this...please forgive me for my offense..." The middle-aged man's voice seemed to tremble, and the girl who had buried her head raised her head trembling and curiously.

"Tonight, 30,000, Jianghu underground liaison, Wang Dezhi."

"Please...please...Your Excellency...Your Excellency..." The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and trembled all over. Something like tears flashed in his eyes that had been slit on his fat face that he had never seen in recent years. But the other end of the phone has been hung up.

Mo Fan hung up the phone, turned to his mobile phone, and said lightly, "Naring people, annoying attitude."

"What's more disgusting is to seduce such a small girl to satisfy her shameless desire..."

Mo Fan opened the door and walked away.

The next day, 9 o'clock in the morning.

Molly frowned at the five refrigerator-like things lying in the small living room.

"What's going on?" Inexplicably and Mo Mei slowly walked out of the room and saw these snow-white, coffin-like things, and said curiously.

At this time, an uncle wearing an orange helmet smiled cheerfully and said, "I didn't expect Xiaojun Xiaofan to have a good gimmick. It costs at least 3,000 yuan up and down. Yo, isn't this thing bought by my son? It's expensive, 500 yuan."

Under the hospitality of Molly, the uncle went back happily and kept saying that these little ones were not simple.

Molly's smile froze in an instant and said, "Where's Xiaojun and Xiaofan!"

The first time I saw my sister angry, I didn't know how to respond for a while. Finally, they said, "No... I don't know."

Seeing the two children's sneezing appearance, Molly suddenly softened and said warmly, "Okay, it's okay. Today is New Year's Eve. Let's go to sleep for a while."

In the evening, Mo Fan and Mo Juncai opened the door with tired pace and went home.

Molly saw the tired look of the two people and got angry, but she was a quiet person and didn't know how to vent her anger for a while. She just stared at them like this.

Mo Fan went straight back to the room without saying a word, leaving Mo Jun...

"Sister..."

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Molly sat heavily on the sofa.

Mo Jun touched his forehead, sat beside Molly and said, "This is how it is..."

In the gap in the door, two pairs of eyes looked at it curiously.

"Little beautiful sister, do you think the boss and sister are a good match!" Inexplicably pushed Mo Mei's shoulder peeking on the side.

"What are you talking about? We are all brothers and sisters. How can it be!" Little Mei paused and said, "But it looks really a good match."

Listening to the unintentional comments of his sister-in-law, Mo Fan frowned slightly while playing with the computer.

At this time, a message suddenly came from his QQ, which was an avatar that did not flash three years ago.

Have you really washed your hands?

Hmm.

That's a pity.

Hmm.

As an old friend for three years, I would like to remind you to be careful of the girl of the Xiao family last time. She was very angry with you.

Who?

Ah, I forgot that you haven't seen it, but...

said.

Anyway, you are in trouble.

The avatar has darkened, and the man has already gone down.

Mo Fan tilted his head slightly doubtfully, turned off QQ, and browsed the official website and forum of "Love in the World".

Under Mo Jun's explanation, Mo Li finally believed that Mo Jun and Mo Fan earned all their living expenses of 340 yuan and 80 cents on a company's stock four days ago.

"How much did you make in total?" Molly looked at her brother sadly.

Not much. 30,000." Mo Jun lay down on the sofa with relief.

"30,000, what about the rest of the money?" Molly rudely grabbed Mo Jun's pocket.

Mo Jun reluctantly took out his wallet, pulled out the only card, closed his eyes and said, "It's all for you!"

Molly carefully put the card and then said to the five coffins: "I know you don't forget me, but does it matter with Xiaomei and Xiaoming? And these five sets here, how can we have New Year's Eve dinner?"

Mo Jun's eyebrows shrugged slightly, sat up, looked at his sister blankly, and said, "Yes, what should I do!"

Finally, under the joint transportation of five brothers and sisters, two were put into Molly and Mo Mei's room, and three were abruptly put into Mo Jun's three rooms.

Under the ** of the game, inexplicable and Mo Mei ran into the room to play without eating well during the whole New Year's Eve dinner.

The oldest three still stayed at the dinner table.

"Look, they are enthusiastic. Are you sure that their high school education is okay?" Molly is obviously a little unhappy.

Mo Fan said, "They always have to learn self-discipline, which is also a good learning process."

Molly looked at her talkative brother, shook her head helplessly and said, "Every time you speak, it makes sense."

"Otherwise, how could it be Xiaofan!" Mo Jun said with a smile.

"Cough! Your business is not over yet. It costs 500 yuan a car. Why did you buy it here? In the face of Mo Jun, Molly will be much stricter.

"Well, many people are playing now, and there is also a learning system in it... this... that..." Mo Jun felt Molly's slightly threatening tone and felt embarrassed.

Mo Fan looked at him and said, "I'm going to play the game first. Many famous mountains and rivers over there are simulated reality, and there should be more wonderful inspiration, um..." Mo Fan rudely stuffed all the remaining pork belly into his mouth, paddled into the room, opened the game room number 3, and lay in.

"You mean you can learn in it?" Molly asked.

Seeing his nemesis change the topic, he hurriedly said, "Yes, although this game* is a martial arts world, the 5,000-year-old Chinese culture, even the culture of the medieval period in the West, and modern science can be learned in private schools, schools and schools in the game, which is in line with real schools."

"Where is the tuition fee?" Molly asked about the most important point.

"The tuition fee for this semester is 1,000 taels of gold, and one taels of gold is one yuan."

"So, that is to say, the tuition fee for a semester is 1,000 yuan, and we can still make money in the game. It should be okay to collect 2,000 gold for half a year?" Molly said in a very harsh tone.

Mo Jun trebled and said, "Well, we still need to go to school."

"Okay, it's decided that the goal is 2,000 taels of gold for the whole year." Without knowing the game, Molly set this basically impossible goal as the boss of the family, but whether this goal will be achieved depends on Mo Jun's slightly meditative wry smile...

After looking around for a week, in addition to the vast sea, there was still blue water.

Mo Fan said to himself strangely, "Isn't there no creation of characters?"

A lonely boat, Mo Fan is sitting on the port of the boat. His slender white hands are slowly stirring the blue sea and looking up at the clear sky.

"If the sky can be blue, why bother drowning?"

As if in a dream, Mo Fan looked at the blue sea and blue sky and lost his mind for a moment.

"What a long sky, so drowning!" The speaker was a beautiful woman, with a dignified and beautiful face.

In the face of the ancient costume beauty who suddenly appeared on the port side, Mo Fan's pupils dilated slightly and he was stunned for a moment.

"What's the name of the prince?"

Mo Fan came to his senses and said, "Mo Fan."

"It's not easy for mortals to admire Fan. Mo Fan, follow him, but he is finally extraordinary. The prince's realm is very high." The woman showed a smile of approval.

Mo Fan smiled bitterly and said, "The boy is so capable that he is not worth it in front of you."

The woman was slightly surprised and said, "I didn't expect the prince's eyes to be so sharp. Little woman Lin Chaoying, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Mo Fan smiled and said, "I didn't expect it to be the ancestor of the ancient tomb school. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Two people salute each.

"I didn't expect to see another disciple with such a high level when she left. It's really an honor for the little woman." Lin Chaoying is obviously very happy, and now she also has an admirable and warm smile on her face.

"Another?" Mo Fan is obviously very confused.

"Well, the first disciple of the ancient tomb school has very good qualifications."

"Excuse me..." Mo Fan didn't know how to call Lin Chaoying for a moment. He paused and found that he really couldn't find a suitable word to call him. He couldn't help smiling bitterly.

Mo Fan knows his current situation. As a hidden sect, players are not allowed to choose directly. Because the AI of NPC in the game is very high, the selection of apprentices of such hidden sects is selected by the head of the sect or the ancestor.

Since he was selected by Lin Chaoying, it is obviously a lucky thing. Although the Jade Girl Heart Sutra is not included in the top ten martial arts classics in the world, in Mo Fan's view, its value is far higher than many martial arts, and even the top 72 stunts of Shaolin may not be valuable as the Jade Girl Heart Sutra.

Moreover, there are still remnants of the Taoist martial arts classic "Jiuyin Zhenjing" in the ancient tomb, which really got what I wanted this time.

However, he didn't expect that Lin Chaoying was such a delicate woman now. If he was called an ancestor, the other party would look old. If she is called a girl, but she is disrespectful to her ancestor, her sister is too close and deliberately close. Don't even think about your sister and so on. No matter how you look at it, Lin Chaoying is bigger than herself and will look frivolous, which is not loved by Mo Fan.

"If the prince doesn't give up, how about calling his sister?" Lin Chaoying seemed to see Mo Fan's mind and said.

Mo Fan smiled and said, "They are all sons and daughters of the world. The boy is pretentious, but if the boy's temperament is different from that of ordinary people, it is really difficult to say the word sister. With a Chaoying, the boy climbs high."

"That little woman is no longer humble. Xiaofan, it is rare to have such a frank man. I also revealed a secret to you. In fact, the ancient tomb can only accommodate one inheritor. Now she has been recognized as the owner of the ancient tomb. As an exceptional second disciple, you can't enter the ancient tomb to practice martial arts, but after some friends Although there are only a few words, the little woman is very happy about your character and is willing to make you a friend with a volume of the Jade Girl Heart Sutra.

Mo Fan thought for a while and said with a smile, "That boy took a handful of clear water as a gift." After saying that, he picked up a handful of clear water from the side and handed it to Lin Chaoying.

Lin Chaoying smiled and said, "The so-called gentleman's friendship is as light as water, as Xiao Fan said. There is no regret in this life that he can still talk to you in his twilight years. It's just..."

The sea in Mo Fan's hand flowed out. Hearing Lin Chaoying say that he was in his twilight years, he thought in his heart: how to call such a young and beautiful year in his twilight years. In the original work, Chaoying died of old age, how...

Waiting for Mo Fan to finish thinking, Lin Chaoying showed a smile, a little joke, a little expectant, and made a move that everyone couldn't imagine...