Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Chapter 2 Notorious
Mora took a deep breath.
Are all the men in this world so charming!
Mo Luo didn't know what kind of world he was in, he just felt that his three views were being challenged by this world.

She took a few steps back, she was afraid of the vicious thugs, but she was a little shocked by the weak man in the pink light shirt in front of her.

Seeing that Wanmoluo didn't respond to him, the man was stunned for a moment.

You must know that Wan Moluo liked him the most before, and he came to this Chu Ling Pavilion every now and then just to get close to him.

It's just that this kind of astonishment didn't last long, and the man frowned his handsome eyebrows when he thought of something more important.
"I know what you want, but we are not in the same direction, and you have already welcomed Dan'er back. We are destined to have nothing to do, so we can't force it."

As he spoke, he gently wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, apparently hurt by love.

If it was Wan Moluo before, he would naturally feel that this person has deep affection for him, but now Mo Luo is an indifferent person.

The most fearful thing in everything is to watch with cold eyes. As an outsider, Mo Luo looked at the pretentious man in front of him coldly, and knew in a few words that he was just dismissing his original body.

"It's true that you can't force it, it's just about today"

This was the first time that Mara spoke in this world. The voice of this body was buzzing, as if it was muffled in a heavy drum.

From the fight with him just now, although Mo Luo didn't look in the mirror, he realized that his original body must be a fat man, and his body was not as flexible as his original body.

It's just that she doesn't have time to worry about these things now, she just stares at the pink-haired man and Die Lang in front of her.

The man in pink veil hesitated for a moment, then raised a considerate smile, and the delicate facial features on that fair cheek all showed affection:

"Since Wan Zhu'er is so open-minded, then we won't meet each other in the future, and we don't have to pay back the debts we owed in the Chu Ling House."

"How can this work?!"

Before the pink-shaded man finished speaking, Die Lang couldn't listen anymore, pointed at Mo Luo's nose and cursed:

"Wan Moluo, you idiot, trash, useless trash, I don't care if you come to my Chu Ling Pavilion in the future, you must pay me back all the money you owe here! You..."

But before Die Lang finished speaking, the man in pink gauze pulled him and winked. When Die Lang saw the man in pink gauze acting like this, he stopped talking.

The glances of the two of them naturally did not deceive Mo Luo. She looked at it coldly and felt that there seemed to be something going on in the Chuling Hall, so she sent her away in such a hurry.

It's just that this is not a bad thing for me now.

So Mara said nothing and chose to wait and see.

Sure enough, the man in pink gauze said:

"For the sake of our friendship, I will pay for the money you owe. Please leave quickly and don't come back again."

Although Die Lang was so angry that his teeth were itching and his big eyes were slanted at Mo Luo, he didn't say anything after all.

Mo Luo nodded. The situation just now was not good for her. She just came to another world and knew nothing about it. This is not the time to be aggressive.

The first thing to do is to find a quiet place to clear your mind.

When the pink-veiled man came out just now, Mo Luo vaguely remembered some happy moments with this man in the original body, and fragmented memories began to gradually form in his mind like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
So Mo Luo didn't say much, just nodded, then turned around and left without looking back.

Seeing the back of Wan Moluo leaving, Die Lang dismissed the crowd watching the excitement, and then stomped his feet angrily:
"If a big shot hadn't come to our Chu Ling Pavilion today, I would have beaten her like before until she couldn't get out of bed for three months!"

"Forget Die Lang, let's get down to business."

It was the pink-veiled man who spoke. At this moment, there was still a shy and affectionate look on his face, and his palm-sized face was full of indifference and indifference.

"Forget it this time, if she comes again next time, you can do whatever you want with her."

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Mara didn't know the conversation between the two people. At this time, she was walking on the street in a daze. The streets paved with bluestone paved roads were surrounded by shops and residences. The antique style and the costumes of the surrounding pedestrians told her that she was here. Arrived in a strange world.

The memory of the original owner kept flashing in Mo Luo's mind, but instead of reminding her of anything, it gave her a splitting headache.

"Big!"

"Small!"

"Open! Open!"

Wan Moluo, who didn't know where he had gone, heard a loud noise, and then all the images that flashed back in his mind disappeared.

It was replaced by an itchy feeling.

It's really itchy.

Mo Luo spread his palm on the rough cloth and rubbed it a few times, and looked up to see that there was a gambling house in front of him.

He looked at the dirty, fleshy hands again.
Could it be that the owner of this body is still a gambler? !

When I first came here, it was in a brothel-like place in Chu Ling Pavilion, and now my body has come to the gambling house by itself.
This is really eating, drinking, whoring and gambling!
"Yo~ Isn't this Wan Mo Luo!"

At this time, a voice that should be tricked sounded beside Mo Luo, and the man came up and hooked her shoulders.

Mo Luo turned his head and took a closer look. This was a woman as thin as a monkey, with unhidden shrewdness and calculation in her eyes.

The thin monkey woman frowned slightly while holding Mo Luo in her arms, and then said cheerfully:
"Sister Wan's hands are itchy again. Do you want to come in and play two games?"

As he spoke, he slapped Wanmoluo with his elbow with a wretched look.

"Sister Skinny Monkey, come here quickly, it's about to begin!"

"understood!"

This person was indeed called Shouhou, and as soon as the game was about to begin, Shouhou grabbed Mo Luo's wrist and started to walk inside.

It's just that Mo Luo didn't move, relying on the physical advantage of the original body, the thin monkey didn't pull the man away but pulled himself back.

"Hey! What's the matter with you today, Wan Moluo? The game is about to start!"

Mara rubbed his shiny coarse cloth and said angrily:

"I have no money."

"No money? Hahahahaha!"

The thin monkey seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed for a while before saying:

"My old sister Wan, haven't you always had no money! Why are you so embarrassed today?!"

Listening to the thin monkey's words, Mo Luo frowned, and the memory puzzle began to be pieced together.

The original person really had no money. After her family fell into decline, she became addicted to Qinlou, Chuguan and gambling houses. Her originally good family was ruined by Wanmoluo alone.

"If you really have no money, don't you still have it?"

Thin Monkey hit Moluo again with her bony elbow, and said with a wicked look:
"And those beautiful men in your family. You said last time that you wanted to use them as bets. Why don't we make a good bet this time?"

Use your husband as a bet?

Mo Luo just heard that the old bustard named Die Lang said that the original body had seven husbands, and this time he heard the thin monkey say that again, and the memory of the original body betting big in the gambling house jumped out of his mind.

It's just that the original body is very stupid, and it can even be said that his brain lacks a string. If he wins three or five small ones, he will lose a handful of big ones.

It was obvious that everyone was playing tricks on her!

Is the original body stupid, or is his brain just not working well?
This part of the memory Mo Luo received made her feel upset, and it was even more uncomfortable to look at the shrewd skinny monkey in front of her.

So she shook off the skinny monkey's dry hand, turned and left and said:

"No interest, go away!"

"Eh! Eh!"

The thin monkey screamed a few times and saw that Wan Moluo left without looking back, clicked his mouth and said angrily:
"I don't know how to lift!"

Mo Luo felt that he hadn't fully controlled his body yet, letting his body's memory walk on the road, he gradually moved away from the noisy streets and came to the dirt road outside the town.

As she walked, the distance became more and more remote. Mo Luo looked at the surrounding scenery very familiarly. She knew that this was the familiarity of the original body, which showed that the original body often took this road.

Walking and passing by a pool of water, Mo Luo stopped, the water was crystal clear, the surrounding vegetation was lush, and the environment was excellent.

Mara walked over, squatted by the pool, stretched his body to the surface of the water, and saw clearly the appearance of his original body.

The appearance of this body is similar to that of Mara himself——

It's nothing like it!

Mola rarely looked in the mirror, but she knew she had round cheeks, a small nose, slightly protruding lips, and big eyes.

People who don't know her will think she is a cute little girl because of her appearance.

But now this body
Mora didn't want to evaluate herself like this, but she had to face a reality——

Such a self is a pig head.

He has a fat head and big ears, and a face full of flesh. His eyes are squeezed into triangles by the flesh, and his nose is completely sunken into his cheeks because of his obesity. The only normal thing is his thin lips. This big face looked out of place.

What's even worse is that the skin of this original body is very poor. Mora stretched out his hand and touched his shiny face, the pitted side face, and the red pimples on his chin and face.

This is an endocrine disorder caused by irregular life schedule.

I don’t know if I have diabetes in such an obese body.

Moreover, the original body always appears in romantic places, and there may be some shameful sexually transmitted diseases.
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt, Mo Luo really couldn't see that face, so he stood up all of a sudden.

Unfortunately, his body did not live up to expectations. He seemed to be violent. Mo Luo felt dizzy and starry-eyed for a moment. It took him a while to recover.

Mo Luo stood with his arms crossed for a long time, and it was about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was hanging high in the sky.

The sun was scorching, Mo Luo stood under the sun and soon smelled a strange smell.

It was a sour smell mixed with smelly sweat.

And that smell comes from yourself
At this moment, Mo Luo was in the mood to look at his current body carefully.

The coarse sackcloth was already dusty due to the beatings, and the oil stains could still be seen when the dust was knocked off. Mo Luo twirled the cloth on his body with his fingers.

Sticky and greasy, it looks like body sludge caused by long-term uncleanness.
The original body must have not bathed or changed clothes for a long time, and even the clothes were covered in mud.
Mo Luo felt a wave of nausea and vomiting. He had never seen such a mute before.

After hesitating for a moment, Mara untied his belt and took off his clothes one by one.

Randomly scattered on the ground beside the pool, Mo Luo saw his current body clearly.

Sure enough, he was very fat. Mara touched his thighs and then his belly. There was flesh everywhere but no muscles.

The yellow-black skin looked like it hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and the cloth strips on his head were torn off, and the greasy hair hung down in strands.

Mo Luo took a deep breath and plunged into the pool.

The original body may not be able to swim, and the body just entered the water is extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Mo Luo was strong-willed, and quickly took control of this body in the water.

From now on, this body is her own, and she must completely control this body.

Thinking that he had died in the original world, Mara became even more determined.

The pool was not big, but his body lacked exercise. After swimming a few laps in the water, Mara soon felt exhausted.

During this period, Mara was not idle. She looked around and soon discovered several soapberry trees.

So she went ashore to rest, and picked a soap fruit into the water by the way.

With the soap fruit, Mo Luo can finally wash his body on the shore with peace of mind, and lather up the strands of oily hair patiently.

After a long time, Mo Luo didn't stop until he felt that the body was completely clean.

Looking at the somewhat reddened skin that was rubbed by myself, although it is still yellow and black and rough, there are also large and small scars and scars on the body, but it is clean after all.

Mo Luo returned satisfied with a twig of soap fruit, found his clothes, and began to soak, wash, and rub one by one in order from the inside to the outside.

After washing until the sun was setting in the west, Mo Luo finally cleaned the dirt from the inner and outer clothes.

After drying it for a while, watching the glowing red sunset, Mo Luo put on the clothes one by one.

The annoying sour smell was finally gone, although the clothes were still a little damp.

During this period, Mara had already reviewed the life of the original owner in his mind.

The original owner's name was Wan Moluo, and he was born with a missing string in his brain. He was really cowardly when he was weak, but he was also really stubborn when he was stubborn.

She likes all pleasures, and she is unwilling to do all progressive things.

Originally, the Wan family was considered to have a good family background in Pingshui Town, but Wan Moluo was originally not smart. He was the target of children's bullying since he was a child. up.

With the departure of his mother and father, Wan Moluo completely lost his scruples, and soon mortgaged the Wan family's house, and lived in a poor village outside Pingshui Town.

It's a place for the most vicious people, or lazy people with no ambitions.

Wan Mo Luo obviously belongs to the latter.

It's just that her parents arranged a marriage for Wan Moluo when she was just born, and that was Wan Moluo's first husband--Qiao Runzhi.

The Qiao family had been friends with the Wan family for generations, and later because of their son's marriage, the family moved to the next town.

After Qiao Runzhi was born, the Qiao family and the Wan family became related by marriage.

After Wan's family fell into ruin, Qiao Runzhi did not dislike Wan Moluo's poverty, and married over according to the established in-laws.

But this was the beginning of the tragedy. After Wan Moluo married Qiao Runzhi, he didn't learn from the pain and try his best to become stronger. Instead, he became more addicted to eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and squandered the betrothal gifts Qiao Runzhi brought over.

The Qiao family didn't want Qiao Runzhi to marry the down-and-out Wan family. After all, a married man is like poured water.

Now he no longer cares about Qiao Runzhi's life or death.

Later, Wan Moluo was a bastard who robbed and took advantage of others, and used all kinds of despicable means to marry six husbands.

As for these seven husbands, she just got married, but she didn't care for them at all.

Wan Moluo is a woman who lives in a mouse-carrying gun den. If something goes wrong outside, she will beat or scold them when she comes back.

The man who happens to get married has only his wife to rely on, even if he hates, fears and hates Wan Moluo, there is absolutely nothing he can do about it.

In the thin memory of the original body, Mo Luo only remembered Qiao Runzhi's name and general appearance. Apart from eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, Mo Luo couldn't find any more useful information in the original owner's memory for a while.

For such an original owner, Mo Luo was truly speechless.

Why do other people travel through time either to become dignitaries, or to become the protagonist of an angry counterattack, while I started with this dirty body and a bunch of mess
Mo Luo only felt that he was suffocating in his heart, since he came to this different world, he has not been going well.

First, he was beaten for no reason for the original body, and then he was almost dragged into a plot to gamble. After solving this dirty body, he still had to face the hidden disease that the original body had.
This original body is inferior to him in everything except the same name as him.

Besides, my own name is just a code name in the original world. It has been too long, even Mo Luo himself can't remember what her real name is.

Thinking that it was useless, Mo Luo suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and walked towards home relying on the memories in his mind.

Passing through a lush deep forest, Mo Luo soon saw a stone tablet standing in front of him, on which it was written - Poor Village
What a straightforward statement!
Looking over, there really are enough poor people inside.

Most of them are thatched houses with walls made of cement and hay. Almost every household in the crooked fence garden is barren and no one grows vegetables.

There were even a few octogenarians sitting tremblingly on the big rocks by the roadside.

That road is also a loess road, and if you walk quickly, there will be a gust of yellow wind.

For Mo Luo's return, none of the old people sitting on the side of the road responded. They were like stone pillars. Although they were still trembling, they did not respond to any passers-by.

It's like losing your soul.

Mo Luo walked on the village road step by step, looking around while walking.

The village is relatively quiet, and there are even fewer young people.

Just when Mo Luo was halfway away, he suddenly heard a noise at the end of the village. It seemed like someone was arguing about something there.

In my memory, the place where Wanmoluo lived was the thatched house at the end of the village, so what happened?
Mo Luo quickened his pace, and soon came to the thatched cottage at the end of the village.

That was indeed the original body's house, and now it should be said to be Mara's own house.

As he got closer, Moluo Zhujiang could clearly see and hear what was going on there.

I saw a lot of women surrounded by the broken gate of the low fenced yard, among them stood a tall, thick, ferocious woman who was pointing at the man who fell on the ground and yelling.

"What do you think you are, and you dare to accuse me of molesting you!"

"It's obviously you who took the initiative to seduce me! When your woman comes back, I won't let her beat you shameless actor to death!"

The man in yellow clothes who was pushed to the ground seemed to be frightened. His coat was torn, and his inner coat could be seen faintly.

At this time, a man came out of the room and helped him up, gathered his tattered coat, and said to the vicious woman:
"Sister Feng, Dan'er didn't seduce you, nor did he intend to bother you. Can you please ignore the villain's mistakes?"

The man who spoke was wearing a washed and whitish coarse linen, his hair was all tied up on the top of his head, tied with a rag, his slender figure was not covered by the coarse cloth.

Because of the thinness, the outline of the jaw is very clear, the bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are sharp, the eyes are clear and gentle, but at this moment, the eyes are red because of the woman's troubles, but they stubbornly refuse to shed tears.

Compared with the weak man crying behind him, he looked even more fragile.

Mo Luo recognized at a glance that the man who spoke was Qiao Runzhi, Wan Mo Luo's husband!
"Not on purpose?! You mean I did it on purpose!!!"

The woman named Sister Feng was very dissatisfied with his statement, she took a step forward and was about to grab his collar.

Qiao Runzhi was so scared that he quickly took a step back, not daring to have any contact with that woman.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one stepped forward to stop him, they were just onlookers watching the excitement.

Qiao Runzhi knew that if she caught him, someone would naturally spread rumors that he was careless. The world was so unkind to men, and it would be difficult for him to escape.

But if it was pointing at Wan Moluo, Qiao Runzhi had a flash of Wan Moluo in his mind, and then ruthlessly stifled his own thoughts
That's all, what else can she expect?
Seeing Qiao Runzhi dodge her pull, Sister Feng raised a thick brow, and stepped forward to go one step further:
"It's against you."

As soon as Mo Luo walked to the front of the yard, he had seen this bullying farce long ago, and his heart became even more irritable.
"Have you had enough trouble?"

　The notorious Wanmara, the bad reputation Wanmara, the bullying Wanmara, the idiot Wanmara
　　
　
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