Two days later, Mo Ran did not go to Mo Sanye's house again. Mo Ran, who had always been carefree, was also a little confused by Zhang Ke's boy whom the former master liked. In her opinion, it was natural to like someone, but it was too outrageous for the former master to do what he did.

As the new owner of this body, even if she thanks the former Lord for letting her body grow up healthy, she will try her best to fulfill her wishes, but her last wish is an obsession with Zhang Ke, but she can't do anything...

As usual, Zhang Ting ran to Mo Ran's house on time and on time every day. She wondered why Mo Ran was not concerned about her handsome brother who was loved by everyone. However, when Mo Ran was training Mo Jiabao all day long, she gradually mentioned Zhang Ke less and less.

On the 24th day of the first lunar month, the coffin of Crazy Laojiu was buried. The process was unprecedentedly simple, and there was no ceremony. Only a few villagers carried the coffin to the cemetery. Those who went to the funeral were Mo Sanye, Mo Ran, Zhang Ke, Zhang Ting, Chen Hu, Wang Hai, and Mo Jiabao.

Of course, only Mr. Mo Ran and Mo Ran were the ones who were sincerely here to attend the funeral.

Looking at the lonely graves in front of him, Mo Ran silently placed a table of sumptuous meals specially prepared by Wang Hai on the ground with white cloth. Zhang Ting was surprised by Mo Ran's actions, saying that this was sending the dead to bury, not treating the living people to dinner. Is Mo Ran stupid?

But Mo Ran said nothing. She still remembered that the crazy old man said that the underworld was inflated and that no matter how much money it was, it would be useless. It would be better to put a plate of roast chicken, that foodie...

Mo Ran didn't care about their curiosity and squatted on the grave for a long time. To be honest, she really wanted to see the crazy old man again. Since her rebirth, she has been living in a daze. In the strange world, she is more confused than anyone else.

It was the Crazy Old Nine who gave her hope to survive. He knew her past life and knew her hatred. In front of him, she did not need to use the excuse of amnesia to hide herself, nor did she have to be afraid that others would know the darkness in her heart.

She was eager to hear Crazy Laojiu tell her again, you can do it.

But no, Crazy Old Nine will not come out to see her again.

Master Mo San looked at the clean food on the ground and looked at Mo Ran again. Zhang Ting was about to call Mo Ran because Mo Ran had been squatting there for a long time, but was stopped by Master Mo San. The villagers carrying the coffin had already returned, leaving only them waiting in the cold wind.

"Ah snee..."

Mo Ran's sneeze broke the quiet. Only then did Master Mo San shook his head and said, "Let's go, Mo Ran, Lao Jiu is dead now, there is a new beginning for him. If the living is worried, he will be uneasy."

Mo Ran didn't hear what Mo San said, because she was so dizzy in her mind, but she guessed that maybe she was asking her to go back. Mo Ran responded, his voice was a little low and hoarse. When he stood up, his eyes were black, and his body swayed and he fell down.

"Mo Ran!"

"Mo Ran!"

Zhang Ting and Mo Jiabao screamed at the same time and ran away quickly, but found that someone was faster than them! Zhang Ke had already held Mo Ran and hugged her in his arms. Looking at the abnormal blush on Mo Ran's face, he reached into Mo Ran's forehead with his skill. Zhang Ke frowned slightly, "She has a fever."

Mr. Mo San frowned, thinking that the child was sick and didn't say anything, and insisted on carrying it on his own, "Go back quickly."

Zhang Ting was much nervous than the others. She tried Mo Ran's temperature and said hurriedly: "Why is it so hot? Mo Ran, Mo Ran? Can you hear me talking? Zhang Ke, why are you standing there? Hurry Mo Ran back quickly! The last time Mo Ran had a fever that broke his brain. What if it became serious again? Hurry up!"

When she shouted, the others became nervous. Zhang Ke picked up Mo Ran in silence and turned around and left quickly. Mo Ran was already burning in a mess. She could hear the messy sounds in her ears, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Zhang Ke took the person back to Mr. Mo San's house. When he took out the thermometer, the bright forty degrees really made everyone busy for a while. After three hours, the temperature had dropped slightly.

It was already dark at this time. Mo Jiabao saw that Mo Ran had nothing to do and went home, but the atmosphere in the room was a bit dull.

Mo Ran's temperature dropped, but her current condition was very bad. She clutched the quilt tightly with her hands, and her beautiful brows were almost knotted at this moment. Her already pale face was even pale at this moment, and her whole body was shaking constantly. Her cracked lips were squirming from time to time, as if she was talking, but she couldn't hear clearly what she was talking about when she got close to her.

Cold sweat kept coming out. Zhang Ting took a wet towel and wiped her from time to time. She tried to wake Mo Ran up, but no matter how many times she called, Mo Ran seemed to be in a terrible nightmare and could not wake up no matter how much she called her.

Moreover, Mo Ran's breath was constantly changing, helpless, desperate, sad, and resentful. The extreme emotions spread clearly in the quiet room, making people frightened for no reason!

Mr. Mo San was sitting on the rattan chair, and the old man's white eyebrows were always gathering. Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Mr. Mo San was instructing Zhang Ting and Zhang Ke to take care of Mo Ran in an endless manner and then went back to the room.

"Zhang Ke, what nightmare did Mo Ran have? Why haven't she woken up yet?" Zhang Ting had never seen such a severe fever patient, and she couldn't imagine what kind of ferocious nightmare hiding in Mo Ran's heart that would make her so tormented!

Zhang Ting was so happy that she was so scared by Mo Ran that she wanted to cry. She was not really scared, but she felt sorry for Mo Ran’s fever, but she was also afraid that Mo Ran’s fever would cause problems.

"If you are confused, you may have any dreams. Just reduce the fever." Zhang Ke's gaze stopped on Mo Ran's face for a while, comforting Zhang Ting with a slightly low voice.

"Is that true?" Zhang Ting asked uncertainly, and Zhang Ke nodded with certainty. I wonder if Zhang Ke's expression and aura were too convincing, Zhang Ting was obviously much more relaxed.

Mo Ran also knew that he was sick. Perhaps the burial of the Crazy Old Nine brought out the gloomy heart. In addition, the cemetery was strong and the wind in the cemetery was so strong that it could not bear it. It was only over an hour before the body could not bear it.

She wanted to wake up, but she was trapped in the nightmare and couldn't escape. She was drowsy for a long time. When she finally opened her heavy eyelids, the hazy roof under the dim light made her unable to tell what it was tonight.

A warm towel was rubbed over her forehead. Mo Ran raised his hand and grabbed the man with a weak hand. The man stopped immediately. Mo Ran rolled his eyes and a shadow covered her head. His eyes gradually focused, "Zhang Ke?"

Mo Ran called out in confusion, and for a moment he couldn't imagine how Zhang Ke would appear in her room. Could it be that she hadn't woken up yet?

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Today, Wenwen is going to be on pk, and this book is officially exposed in front of readers. I am a little excited... Actually, I don’t know much about the current recommendation system, but the position of that pk is the original strong recommendation list, and it is also the first recommendation list. When the first book was first recommended in the summer of 2014, it was a pity for me in two years. Although the current recommendation system has changed, I am still very sensitive and nervous about this position. My friend said that I am obsessed with it. Okay, really, now the demon ban is about to start the first round of pk. I really hope it can gain more likes from readers.

The girls who chase the article will continue to chase. The revolution has not been successful yet. You need to work with me to put the demon ban on the shelves! The girls who chase the article are very important, very important! Even if you want to raise the article, you must click with your eyes closed. Don’t forget that the girls who love to chase the article will lose weight ^_^

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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