Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Mo Luo took a breath...

Are all men in this world so charming?

Mara didn't know what kind of moral world he came from, 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 frail man wearing a 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 Mo Luo liked him the most before. He came to Chu Ling Pavilion every now and then just to get close to him.

But not long after being stunned like this, the man frowned at his beautiful eyebrows when he thought of something more important. He looked like a weakling, and he said with a lot of thoughts:

"I know what you mean, but we are not the same people. Besides, you have already welcomed Dan'er back. We...we are destined to have no connection, so we can't force it..."

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

The previous Wan Mo Luo would naturally have felt that this person had a deep affection for him, but at this time, Mo Luo was an indifferent person.

The most fearful thing in everything is to watch indifferently. As an outsider, Moro looked at the pretentious man in front of him coldly. After a few words, he knew that he was just dismissing his original self.

"You really can't force it, it's just about today..."

This is the first time Mara has spoken in this world. The voice of this body is buzzing, as if it is muffled in a heavy drum.

From the moment he started fighting with the gangster, although Mara didn't look in the mirror, he realized that he 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 this now, she just stares at the man in pink gauze and Die Lang in front of her.

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

"Since Master Wan is so open-minded, then we won't meet each other anymore, and we won't have to repay the debt we owe in this Chu Ling Pavilion..."

"How can this work?!"

Before the man in pink gauze could finish what he said, Dielang couldn't stand hearing it anymore, pointed at Mara's nose and cursed:

"Wan Mo Luo, you idiot, useless trash, I don't care whether you come to my Chu Ling Pavilion in the future or not. All the money you owe here must be paid back to me one by one! 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 between the two people naturally did not hide from Mo Luo. She looked at her coldly and thought that there seemed to be something going on in the Chu Ling Pavilion, so she was sent away in such a hurry.

But this may not be a good 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, his big eyes were squinting at Mo Luo, but he didn't say anything after all.

Mo Luo nodded. The situation just now was really unfavorable for her. She had just arrived in another world and knew nothing about it. This was not the time to show off her strength.

The top priority is to find a secluded place to clear your thoughts.

When the man in pink gauze came out just now, Mo Luo vaguely remembered some happy moments between the original person and this man, and the fragmented memories began to gradually take shape in his mind like pieces of a puzzle...

So Mara didn't say much, just nodded, then turned around and left without looking back.

Watching Wan Mo Luo leave, Die Lang dismissed the crowd watching the excitement, and then stamped his feet in anger:

"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 it, Dielang, let's get down to business."

It was the man in pink gauze who was speaking. At this time, there was still a shy and affectionate look on his face, and his palm-sized oval face was filled with indifference and indifference.

"Forget it this time. If she comes again next time, you can do whatever you want to do 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. It didn't remind her of anything, but instead gave her a splitting headache.

"Big!"

"Small!"

"Open! Open!"

Wanmoluo, who didn't know where he had gone, heard a loud noise, and then all the flashbacks in his mind disappeared.

What replaced it was an itchy feeling.

My hands are really itchy.

Mara spread his palms on the rough cloth and rubbed it for a few times. He looked up and saw that there was a gambling house in front of him.

Then I looked at the dirty body and fleshy hands....

Could it be that the owner of this body is still a gambler?!

When I first came here, I was in a place like a brothel in Chu Ling Pavilion, and now my body has come to a gambling house by itself...

This is really about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling!

"Oh~ isn't this Wanmoluo!"

At this time, a naughty voice sounded next to Mo Luo, and the man came up and put his arms around her.

Mara 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 hugged Mo Luo and frowned slightly, then said happily:

"Sister Wan's hands are itchy again. Do you want to come in and play two games?"

As he spoke, he elbowed Wanmoluo with a vulgar expression.

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

"Got it!"

This person is really called Shouhou, and just as the game is about to begin, Shouhou grabs Mo Luo's wrist and starts to walk in.

It's just that Mara didn't move. Relying on his physical advantage, the thin monkey didn't pull the person away but instead pulled himself back.

"Hey! What happened to you today, Wanmoluo? The game is about to begin!"

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 dear Sister Wan, haven't you always had no money? Why are you so embarrassed today?!"

Listening to Thin Monkey's words, Mora frowned, and parts of the puzzle of memory began to come together.

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

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

Thin Monkey used her elbow, which was all bone, to hit Moluo again, and said with a stern look:

"And those beautiful men in your family. Last time you said 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 had just heard that the old bustard named Die Lang said that he had seven husbands. This time he heard Shou Hou say this again, and the memory of his original body gambling heavily in the gambling house jumped out of his mind.<

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It's just that the original person is very stupid, and it can even be said that he has a lack of brains. If he wins three or five small ones, he will lose a big one.

This is obviously everyone playing tricks on her!

Is the original person stupid, or is his brain just not good at all?

This part of the memory that Mara received made her feel upset, and it was even more uncomfortable to look at the shrewd thin monkey in front of her.

So she shook off Shouhou's dry hand, turned around and left, saying:

"No interest, go away!"

"Eh! Eh!"

The thin monkey barked a few times and saw Wan Mo Luo leaving without looking back. He clicked his tongue and said angrily:

"I don't know how to praise!"

Mara felt that he had not completely controlled this body, so he let his body's memory walk on the road, gradually leaving the noisy streets and arriving on the dirt road outside the town.

As she walked, the journey became more and more remote, and Mara looked at the surrounding scenery with a very familiar feeling. She knew that this was the familiarity of the original body, which showed that the original body often walked this road.

As he walked past a pool of water, Mara stopped. The water was crystal clear, surrounded by lush vegetation, and the environment was excellent.

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

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

It’s really nothing like it!

Mara rarely looks in the mirror, but she knows she has round cheeks, a small nose, slightly protruding lips and a pair of 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——

You are like a pig like this.

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 looks out of place.

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

This is an endocrine disorder caused by irregular life schedule.

I wonder if such a fat body has diabetes.

And the original body always appears in romantic places, maybe there are some shameful sexually transmitted diseases...

The more he thought about it, the worse he became. Mara really couldn't bear to see that face, so he stood up.

Unfortunately, his body was not up to par, and he seemed to be getting violent. Mara felt dizzy and dizzy for a moment, and it took him a while to recover.

Mara stood with his hands on his hips for a long time. It was now about two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was hanging high in the sky.

Standing under the scorching sun, Mara soon smelled a strange smell.

It's a sour smell mixed with smelly sweat.

And that smell comes from your own body...

Only then did Mara have the mood to look at his current body carefully.

The coarse linen clothes were already dusty due to being beaten, and even after knocking off the dust, you could still see the oil stains. Mara twisted the fabric on his body with his fingers.

It's sticky and greasy, and it looks like sludge on the body caused by not cleaning it for a long time....

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.

Scattered randomly on the ground by the pool, Mara saw clearly his current body.

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 had not been cleaned for a long time. The cloth strips on the head were pulled off, and the greasy hair hung down in strands.

Mara took a deep breath and plunged into the pool.

My original body may not be able to swim, and my body is not used to it just after entering the water.

Fortunately, Mara is a strong-willed person and quickly took control of the body in the water.

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

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 a sense of weakness.

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

So she went ashore to rest and picked a soap nut into the water.

With the soap nut, Mora could finally clean himself on the shore with peace of mind, and patiently lathered the strands of oily hair.

After a long time, Mara didn't stop until he felt that this body was completely clean.

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Looking at the somewhat red skin that had been rubbed by myself, although it was still yellow, black and rough, with large and small bruises and scars on the body, it was finally clean.

Mara returned with a branch of soap fruit with satisfaction, found his clothes, and started soaking, washing, and rubbing them one by one from the inside to the outside.

After washing until the sun set, Mara finally cleaned off the dirt on his inner and outer garments.

After drying for a while, Mo Luo put on his clothes one by one while looking at the red sunset.

The annoying sour smell is finally gone, although the clothes are 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 is Wanmoluo, and he was born with a missing string in his brain. When he is cowardly, he is really cowardly, but when he is stubborn, he is really stubborn.

She likes all pleasure things and is unwilling to do any progressive things.

Originally, the Wan family in Pingshui Town was considered to be of a decent family, but Wan Moluo was originally not smart. He was the target of bullying by children since he was a child. When he was twelve years old, his friends accidentally got involved in gambling and prostitution, which completely ruined the family's fortune.

It’s light.

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

This is a place where extremely evil people or lazy people without ambition stay.

Wanmoluo obviously belongs to the latter group.

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

The Qiao family has been friends with the Wan family for generations. Later, when their son got married, the family moved to the next town.

After Qiao Runzhi was born, the Qiao family and the Wan family formed an in-law marriage.

After the Wan family fell into decline, Qiao Runzhi did not dislike Wan Moluo's poverty and married him according to the arranged marriage.

But this was the beginning of the tragedy. After Wan Moluo married Qiao Runzhi, he did not learn from the painful experience and work hard to get stronger. Instead, he became more addicted to eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and squandered all the betrothal gifts brought by Qiao Runzhi.

The Qiao family originally did not want Qiao Runzhi to marry the down-and-out Wan family. After all, a married man is like water thrown away.

Now I don’t care about Qiao Runzhi’s life or death.

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

And she just married these seven husbands, but she had no intention of caring for them.

Wan Mo Luo is a woman who carries a lot of money and is a arrogant woman. If something goes wrong outside, she will beat or scold them when she comes back.

However, a married man has only his wife to rely on. Even if he hates, fears and hates Wanmara deeply, there is nothing he can do about it.

In the original owner's weak memory, Mo Luo only remembered Qiao Runzhi's name and general appearance. Apart from the hazy food, drink, whoring and gambling, he could not find any more useful information in the original owner's memory for a while.<

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

Why do other people who travel through time either become dignitaries or become aggressive counterattack protagonists, while I start with this pickled body and a pile of mess...

Mara felt like he was holding back his breath. Ever since he came to this other world, he had not been going well.

First, he was beaten up for no reason for the original body, and then he was almost dragged into a gambling scheme. After getting rid of this dirty body, he still had to face the hidden disease of the original body...

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Except for the same name as myself, this original person is really inferior to me in everything.

Moreover, her name is just a code name in the original world. It has been so long that even Mora herself cannot remember her real name.

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

Passing through a lush deep forest, Mora soon saw a stone tablet standing in front of him, which said - Slum Village

What a straightforward explanation!

Taking a closer look, there are really quite a lot of poor people inside.

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

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

That road is also a loess road, and if you walk too fast, you will be blown up by a gust of yellow wind.

Regarding Mara's return, none of the old people sitting on the roadside had any reaction. They were like stone pillars. Although they were still trembling, they would not respond to any pedestrians.

It's like losing your soul.

Mara walked on the road in the village step by step, looking around as he walked.

The village is relatively quiet, and there are very few young people.

Just when Mara was halfway away, he suddenly heard a noisy sound at the end of the village. It seemed that 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?

Mara quickened his pace and soon arrived at the thatched house at the end of the village.

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

As he gets closer, Moluo Zhujiang can clearly see and hear what's going on there.

I saw many women gathered in front of the broken gate of the short fence courtyard. Among them stood a tall, thick and fierce woman, pointing at the man who fell on the ground and yelling curses.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you 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 to death, a shameless actor like you!"

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

At this time, a man walked out of the house, helped him up, gathered up his tattered coat, and said to the fierce-looking woman:

"Sister Feng, Dan'er didn't seduce you, nor did he mean to bother you. Could you please ignore the faults of villains?"

The man who spoke was wearing coarse linen clothes that had turned white after washing. His hair was all tied up on top of his head. A rag tied his black hair. His slender figure was not covered by the coarse linen clothes.

Because of his thinness, his jawline is very clear, his nose bridge is high, his eyebrows are straight, his eyes are clear and gentle, but at this time, his eyes were red because of the woman's difficulty, but he stubbornly refused to shed tears.

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

Mo Luo recognized at a glance that the man speaking was Qiao Runzhi, the official husband of Wan Mo Luo!

"Not on purpose?! You mean I did it on purpose!!!"

The woman named Sister Feng was very dissatisfied with his statement and took a step forward to grab him by the collar.

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

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, no one stepped forward to stop me, 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 he would probably not be able to escape.

But if he pointed at Wan Mo Luo... Qiao Runzhi's mind flashed with Wan Mo Luo, and then he strangled his own thoughts...

That's all, what can she expect...

Seeing Qiao Runzhi dodge his pull, Sister Feng raised a thick eyebrow and stepped forward to take a step forward:

"I turned against you..."

As soon as Mara walked to the front of the yard, he had already seen this farce of bullying, and he felt even more irritated

"Have you had enough trouble?"