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Chapter 217 The woman who walked out of the grave(1/2)

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Tang Mo smashed a big pit on the stone wall with one punch. She couldn't help but be happy. Looking at the big pit she smashed with one punch, Tang Mo realized that she had the power to leave the grave.

"I'm leaving," Tang Mo said to himself.

Tang Mo once entered the tomb as a burial, but she was not desperate at that time. Not long after entering the tomb, Tang Mo began to practice, and now it is time to leave the tomb.

Tang Mo walked forward along the tomb passage. The grave was dark and humid. After several years, the grave was filled with an unpleasant smell. Because the grave was not ventilated at all, it had a special smell. Tang Mo came to Zhu Yuanzhang's tomb chamber, where Zhu Yuanzhang's weapons were buried with him. Tang Mo walked to the shelf next to Zhu Yuanzhang's coffin and took off a purple long sword from the shelf. This was a long sword that Zhu Yuanzhang liked very much during his lifetime. Zhu Yuanzhang's cultivation level was not too high, but his intelligence and plot were outstanding, so he could ascend to the throne of the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang had good cultivation and super powerful intelligence, so he became the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Tang Mo deeply realized the extraordinary intelligence of Zhu Yuanzhang. For Tang Mo, Zhu Yuanzhang's death was her misfortune and her luck.

Tang Mo held a purple sword and was preparing to dig a passage that could leave the tomb. She chose the entrance of the passage next to Zhu Yuanzhang's coffin and then prepared to dig.

Tang Mo looked at the gold and silver buried with Zhu Yuanzhang, and felt that she was really sorry for the suffering she suffered without taking away. So she put all Zhu Yuanzhang's burial objects into the space, and then started digging with a purple sword.

The purple sword is extremely sharp, and with Tang Mo's spiritual power, it can easily cut the wall. Tang Mo quickly dug out a channel of one meter in length and width. This channel is obliquely upward, and Tang Mo is about to dig it to the ground before talking.

At the beginning, it was easy to dig, but as you dig up, the stone began to become softer and softer, and a large amount of residue turned directly into dust. Tang Mo had to hold his breath before he could continue digging up. Every time, Tang Mo had to get down from the passage and enter the space to take a few breaths before he could recover.

Fortunately, this did not last long. After digging for about ten minutes, the stone area disappeared. I continued to dig, and the front turned into soft and wet soil, and there was no more dust.

Tang Mo knew that he was close to the surface and could dig it out at most ten meters away.

She was a little excited, and she accelerated and continued to dig.

Finally, Tang Mo inserted his sword into the soil layer in front of him and felt a sense of emptiness. She cut her swords excitedly, and then saw many grass roots. Tang Mo inserted it hard a few times. With a huh, the soil layer in front of her completely cracked, revealing the deep sky.

Time seems to be at night, there are countless stars in the sky, and I haven't seen the stars for several years. Tang Mo felt particularly moved by the sky and couldn't help but shed tears.

Tang Mo tried a little hard and crawled out of the cave with the purple sword. She looked around and found that there seemed to be a forest, with trees everywhere, and there was no way to tell the specific direction.

Tang Mo found a few branches to cover the hole, and then she found a direction and walked forward.

After walking for about ten minutes, Tang Mo saw a small village appearing in front of him. The village was very quiet and there was no fire. After all, it was late at night, so it was normal to have no fire.

Tang Mo walked to the front of the village and saw an ordinary farmhouse yard in front of her. She walked to the door and knocked on the door.

The first time I knocked on the door, there was no response inside, so Tang Mo knocked on it several times, and there was still no response until the tenth time.

Tang Mo felt desperate and was ready to give up.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and inside the door was a woman in pajamas. When the woman saw Tang Mo, she was shocked and closed the door again.

Tang Mo hurriedly said, "Sister, don't close the door, okay, am I not a ghost."

"Who are you?" The woman's voice was heard from the door.

Tang Mo said, "I came here lost. I hope my elder sister can take me in for one night."

The woman thought about it, but after all, she still had no Tieshi's heart. She opened the door again and said to Tang Mo, "Then come in."

The woman brought Tang Mo into the house. She lived with her son. As the woman said, tears in her eyes, "The child's father was arrested and went to the army. Now I and the child are left to live with me. His father may never come back."

Tang Mo didn't say anything. It was someone else's business and she couldn't control it. Tang Mo said, "Sister, where will I sleep?"

"You sleep with us. The child is still young and it's okay." The woman said.

Tang Mo and the woman came to the bed. There was a little boy lying on the bed, about four or five years old, lying flat and looking very sleeping.

The woman went up to the bed, pulled the quilt, leaving a place for Tang Mo to sleep, and then asked Tang Mo to go to bed.

Tang Mo took off the white skirt outside, put on the bed wearing a bellyband, pressed against the woman, and then got up to sleep with the woman.

The woman seemed to be unable to sleep, she turned to face Tang Mo and said, "Girl, where are you from?"

"Beijing people" Tang Mo said.

"Oh, are your relatives in the capital?" said the woman.

"That's right," said Tang Mo.

The woman then asked, "Then how did you come here?"

"I don't want to say it anymore." Tang Mo shook his head slightly.

The woman was a little dissatisfied. She moved one hand over and hugged Tang Mo's body and said, "Girl, you are only sixteen or seventeen years old."

Tang Mo nodded slightly. She was indeed this age in this life.

"You're homeless, right?" said the woman.

"That's right?" Tang Mo nodded.

"Stay here," the woman said.

"I don't know," said Tang Mo.

"I raise you" woman seemed to strengthen her confidence, and then said, "You will be my wife from now on."

"But you are a woman, how can I be your wife?" Tang Mo said.

The woman said, "It's not my wife, it's my child's wife."

Tang Mo was a little hesitant, should he stay?

She has just crawled out of the grave and doesn't understand the outside world yet. Instead of wandering aimlessly, she might as well stay here for a while. As for being the daughter-in-law of this little kid, Tang Mo just felt funny. It was impossible. This little kid is only a few years old.

"Okay, then I'll stay." Tang Mo said.

"Okay, then you sleep inside." The woman said.

"Yes," Tang Mo nodded slightly and exchanged positions with the woman.

The woman's son seemed to notice that Tang Mo had changed his seat and woke up immediately.

When he saw Tang Mo suddenly appeared beside him, he asked strangely, "Mom, who is this?"

"Your wife" said the woman.

Tang Mo's face turned slightly red, this was a completely physiological reaction.

The next day, Tang Mo got up early, and the woman really took care of her like a wife. When the woman went to cook, her son followed Tang Mo.

"Wife, what's your name?" the boy asked.

"My name is Mo'er," said Tang Mo.

"Mo'er, my name is Gouwa," said the boy Gouwa.

"What's your mother's name?" Tang Mo said.

"My mother's name is A Cui," said Gouwa.

Then Gouwa hugged Tang Mo and said, "Mo'er, you are really my wife."

Tang Mo nodded.

Gouwa said happily, "Mo'er, I want you to give birth to a baby for me."

"Okay," said Tang Mo.

Then Gouwa said in distress, "But I don't know how to give birth, I'll ask my mother."

Gouwa walked out of the room and ran to A Cui who was cooking, "Mom, I want Mo'er to give birth to me."

"Son, you are still young now and can't have children." A Cui said.

"No, I'm going to have a baby." said Gouwa.

"Go back," A Cui said with a face.

Gouwa pouted in dissatisfaction, then turned back to the room.

When Gouwa returned to the room and saw Tang Mo, he said aggrievedly, "My mother said I am still young and can't have children."

"Gou Baby, I will have a baby with you when you grow up." Tang Mo said.

"Yes," the dog nodded.

Time passed day by day, and Tang Mo was helping Gouwa take a shower that day, when suddenly A Cui rushed in and said, "Mo'er, there are many bandits coming outside."

Tang Mo was not nervous. She was about to try her strength. Tang Mo said, "I'll go and have a look."

Tang Mo walked out, but Gouwa was not wearing any clothes, so he followed A Cui and Tang Mo out.

There were many bandits coming to the village. They were rushing into the villagers' homes and robbing them. Some bandits pressed the woman to the ground to satisfy their desires.

When Tang Mo came out, he happened to see a bandit pulling a woman's clothes open and then start fucking the woman.

Gouwa opened his eyes wide and saw a scene he had never thought about before.

Tang Mo walked a few steps to the bandit who was fucking a woman and kicked the bandit's head. Before the bandit could defend, Tang Mo kicked him with spiritual power.

With a "bang", the bandit's head exploded and disappeared like a rotten watermelon.

The headless corpse fell down.

The woman hurriedly escaped from the bandit. Looking at the corpse of the headless bandit, she screamed and then ran away desperately.

Tang Mo walked towards another bandit. The bandit slashed at Tang Mo with a knife. Tang Mo did not dodge. The knife directly slashed Tang Mo's body, but was rebounded by spiritual power. Tang Mo kicked it out, and the bandit's body exploded into a mass of blood mist.

Gouwa and Gouwa's mother A Cui were stunned. They didn't know what to do, they just watched foolishly.

Tang Mo walked towards more bandits, and each bandit was as vulnerable as a fragile paper man in front of her.
To be continued...
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