bullyxtreme Chapter 208 - Paper Ball
Chapter 208 - Paper Ball
"Mo'er, I promise you that I will be the first one to find you in the next life."
"I don't want the next life! I only want this life! Mu Zhixiao, you can't break your promise, otherwise I will never forgive you!"
Suddenly, a man in black flashed by. Due to his high martial arts skills and fast speed, Mu Zhixiao could not see the man's figure and face clearly, but when he looked down, he saw a small ball of paper on the ground.
"Mo'er, open the paper ball and see what's inside?" Qing Mo hurriedly took a few steps to pick up the thing, and opened the paper ball with trembling hands. Inside, there was a pair of silver bracelets with fine color lying quietly. The doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger. What exactly did this mean?
Mu Zhixiao took the paper and bracelet from Qingmo. At first, his attention was attracted by the silver bracelet, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't figure out what it was, so he moved his eyes to the crumpled paper.
When he saw this, his breath was held and his eyes instantly filled with mist.
"Xiao, what did you see?" Although Qing Mo was not very sensitive to many things, Mu Zhixiao and Qin were the exceptions, so the changing expression on his face suddenly made her nervous.
Mu Zhixiao shook his head gently, and under Qingmo's astonished gaze, he stuffed the piece of paper in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it hard.
"Xiao..."
Mu Zhixiao did not say anything, but just raised his head and carefully observed the heavy black iron door in front of him. His eyes gradually fell on the lions carved on the door. He counted the eight lions in his mind. Apart from that, there was nothing special about this door.
"Mo'er, what do you think are the differences between these lions?"
"They seem to be the same species, but that one seems to have two more nose rings." Qing Mo tilted his head and analyzed carefully.
"Nose ring?" Mu Zhixiao's eyes flashed.
Mu Zhixiao walked to the door, slowly raised the two silver bracelets in his hands, and pressed them against the sunken nose ring. The size and pattern matched perfectly, and then there was a clang, and a gap appeared in the middle of the heavy black iron door, and gradually the gap became larger and larger.
The two of them supported each other and walked into the ancestral hall. A fine mahogany coffin instantly caught their attention. It was certain that the ancestor of the Mu family must be inside.
"Mu Zhixiao, the unfilial son, kowtows to the ancestor!" Mu Zhixiao pulled Qing Mo to kneel in front of the coffin, kowtowed three times respectfully, and then stood up to open the coffin.
Perhaps the two men were too weak, and no matter which direction they pushed, they could not open the coffin lid. Instead, Mu Zhixiao accidentally tore the wound on his body, and his clothes were stained red.
"Mo'er, where are you going?" Mu Zhixiao called softly at the figure that was running farther and farther away.
After a moment, Qing Mo ran back with a pair of silver bracelets in his hands. He clasped his hands together and placed the silver bracelets between his palms. Then he walked to the front of the mahogany coffin, knelt down and kowtowed again.
"Xiao, look at the pattern on the coffin head. I think these two depressions should be just big enough to hold this pair of silver bracelets." After saying this, Qingmo slowly placed the silver bracelets against the depressions.
With a click, the coffin lid was automatically pulled open to the left.
Looking into the coffin, Qing Mo held his breath and widened his eyes. Mu Zhixiao walked over slowly, and when he saw the person in the coffin, his expression was exactly the same as Qing Mo's.
The person in the coffin was not what they had imagined. They thought the so-called ancestor would be an old man with white beard, but they never expected it to be a young woman, and seemed too young. Judging from her body shape and skeleton, she was no more than eighteen years old.
The body of the woman in the coffin was very well preserved, and she looked like she was sleeping, but her face was too pale, making her look extremely frail. In addition, the scar on her face from the left corner of her mouth to the left corner of her eye gave her a sense of imperfect beauty.
"Xiao, so this is the ancestor of the Mu family. She is such a young woman." Qing Mo asked with flashing eyes.
"I'm afraid even my father doesn't know the secret in this coffin!" Mu Zhixiao shook his head in disbelief. This truth was really too shocking. The head of the Mu family was actually such a young woman.
"Xiao, look, there seems to be a golden brocade handkerchief under the old ancestor's pillow, and there seems to be writing on the handkerchief. And what's in the black porcelain jar beside her pillow? Why is the blood jade not there?"